Suddenly, my skin felt as if it had been scraped with a knife, and the pain was unbearable.

If it has not been forged by water and fire, tortured by cold and heat, if there is a heavy rain and the river tide overflows, it will not take three seconds, even if it is a miserable end, the house will collapse and the house will be destroyed. The foundation is weak and there is no hope of eternal life.

Talisman, Qi collection, pill array, spirit refining, puppet...

Talk about mystery once and discuss Tao.

Everyone under the altar was as drunk as crazy, completely immersed in it, and they didn't know how much time had passed.

"Your distinguished guest, please stay a little longer."

While thinking about it, Luzhu also turned over on the bed, and with a move of his hand, he took a strong man over and lowered the gauze curtain at the same time, thinking:

The Taoist teachings of a Dongxuan master, not to mention casual practitioners, are undoubtedly a great opportunity for disciples of the sect.

The gentle voice of Huaiwu Cave Master was still in my ears. This time, he was talking about the smelting method of Dabao Huangdan. Both Sanxiu Luyu and the Qi practitioner from Blood Lotus Sect listened with rapt attention and closed their eyes in deep concentration.

Huaiwu Cave Master waved his fly whisk, paused slightly, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, please take a seat."

Luzhu smiled coldly, pressed the half of his face that he had taken off before, and said:

After the ceremony, they didn't exchange much greetings. They just found their futons and sat down.

Under the altar, there are three apricot futons placed flatly, with two people already sitting on them.

But Chen Heng turned around expressionlessly. As soon as the door opened and closed, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Full of sadness, the bed shook violently, and the sound of breathing came and went.

A maid who knew Luzhu Rourou held her hand and advised:

"When he becomes a demon, he will naturally be unable to control his emotions and burn his body with six desires. My sister is a red-makeup demon conceived by the madam herself, and her caste is far above him. What do you want him to do?

Can he still violate you?

"Sister, this person is about to be transformed into a devil by Madam today. He is just like us. What are you anxious about now? Why are you so angry for nothing?"

This is the first time in my life that I have been rejected mercilessly.

Luzhu sighed inwardly.

Then he waved the wooden sign again and drove the group of men back to the pavilion. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

Lu Zhu just forced a smile on her face and was about to ask.

Half an hour passed quietly.

The true energy of the ninth level and the thirty-sixth level is completely different between each level.

Luzhu then tore up the ink paintings on the wall to pieces as if to vent his anger, smashed many jade plates and fine porcelain, and yelled for a while before finally breathing out.

But in his ears, what was originally an ordinary prescription became increasingly absurd and evil.

"How strange. The Heavenly Demon is actually a locust in the void, not to mention it is an evil and angry Yin Sheng Demon. Although the Qiankun Bag is a low-grade talisman that has the function of interior viewing, it is very crude. Naturally, it is difficult to hide its ears and eyes."

I saw a hole in the pavilion in the distance suddenly opened, and a group of charming and charming men wearing light gauze jumped out.

the other side.

Those talented disciples of small sects, such as Baihedong Zhou Xingling, Blood Lotus Sect Qin Xian or Xuanzhen Sect's Yan Zhen, etc., all have this appearance.

"Honored guest——"

She stretched out her hand and held up the half of her face that had fallen down and was hanging on her cheek.

In just a few dozen breaths, he seemed to have aged for a decade, his hair turned gray. Finally, after a short breath, he tilted his head and became silent again.

"After I ascend the rank, I think the master and his wife will think more highly of me. Neither I, the devil with red makeup, nor the master, the demon with extraordinary powers, are ordinary people. In order to reassure me, I should be willing to grant my small requests."

…

He carefully approached the mirror and smeared several layers of waxy and greasy ointment back and forth until it finally stuck firmly, covering the pile of rot maggots and flies under the dough and covering up the overwhelming stench.

Until they were far away, they entered a side hall and asked a group of maids to close the door of the hall.

The most important thing for ascending the ranks of the Red Makeup Demon is the essence of the human body, regardless of the yin and yang of men and women. As long as enough is collected, the blood medicine can be successful.

Ancestor Fu Shen laughed and said:

"You are completely broke now. Apart from those few buckets, you really have nothing else! Don't worry, don't worry, that stupid devil will definitely not recognize the magical function of the buckets and won't believe it!"

"The devil can still see the things in the Qiankun bag?"

Chen Heng did not hesitate, waved his sleeves, and strode to the altar, where Shi Shiran slapped his head.

"I don't need anyone to serve me."

Suddenly, Chen Heng felt alarmed and opened his eyes inexplicably.

She glanced at Chen Heng shyly and angrily, her eyes moved with a coquettish aura, and she said with a sweet smile:

"Lvzhu from the slave family, I don't know what kind of clothes your distinguished guest likes. During the washing, the slave family and the sisters can put on all of them for your distinguished guest to enjoy, and -"

"You are right! I am the red-makeup demon conceived by the madam herself with her own blood. I will give birth to a blood heir with the young master in the future. My caste is definitely far superior to his, how can he disobey me!"

Ancestor Fu Shen cursed and was about to continue speaking.

Rivers of blood, corpse wax, skulls, rot flies...

"Just now, a spiritual thought swept over me several times. Looking at the evil aura, it was most likely the evil, angry Yin Sheng Demon... Fortunately, you used the bokeh shape reduction technique to cover the fetal breath well, and it was not detected.

You can see the clues, otherwise it will be a problem!"

Luzhu's face turned red and white for a while, but finally he forced a smile and took out the wooden sign and waved it.

The difference between the disciples of the big sect and the disciples of the small sect, just in the first step of practicing the Qi method, has already widened the distance as deep and wide as the abyss of heaven...

Like clouds and rain, falling from the sky.

The screams came out from nowhere, slowly, getting higher and higher! Getting higher and higher!

finally.

The void in front of me was as hazy as a veil.

A skinned bloody corpse cried and squeezed into the world, opened its arms fiercely, and hugged him!
Chapter completed!