Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 245 Taoist Priest, Do You Like Women?

Bai Zhi cast a pair of charming eyes at Du Fang with a look of displeasure on her face. She was proud of her stunning beauty and was the most beautiful woman in Nancangzhou.

Such a beautiful body, such a beautiful face, but it seems to have no effect on Du Fang, a wooden man.

It is truly humiliating for a woman to have her beauty despised by the man she falls in love with.

But Bai Zhi did not back down, and deliberately pushed herself up harder. Du Fang held her down, and he really couldn't guarantee what outrageous things this woman would do next.

My mind raced, and I immediately changed the subject:

"You just said that my map is useless, and you also said that someone came out of Jinghai. Who was that person?"

Bai Zhi sighed deeply, fell back, and lay on the floor of the coffin again.

I thought to myself that I still had to use Solanum nigrum.

She had already planned to use the blood of the immortal to heal her own injuries. Even with her beautiful appearance, she couldn't defeat him.

I still have to take him to the ghost den of Jinghai.

Only there can one obtain a complete immortal body.

Bai Zhi looked at Du Fang with a scornful smile on her lips:

"There are a lot of maps like that. It's just an ocean with a circle in the middle. If you don't believe me, take it out and look at it!"

Du Fang didn't believe it, so he immediately took it out from his arms and spread it out. Except for the occasional island address marked on it, it was indeed similar to what Bai Zhi said.

Bai Zhi's smile grew wider:

"If you had left me at the Iron Fan Gate, regardless of my life or death, you might have been trapped in the fog for the rest of your life. Since you have a conscience and saved my life, I, the Fairy Lady, will reluctantly offer you some guidance!"

"Do you know why the Longyuan Sword Sect has the method of using ghosts to sacrifice and refine the spirits of divine weapons?"

As soon as he said this, Du Fang suddenly remembered that in the promotion fortress, Elder Yu once said that the cultivation resources of the spirit and ghost races were the ghosts of countless billions of creatures under the sea of ​​​​realms.

He shuddered, and his expression changed when he looked at Bai Zhi:

"The person who came out of the sea of ​​​​environment, is it you?"

"You're very smart and can draw inferences from one instance. But don't be afraid. The girl is now a cripple, and you've touched her all over her body. She's already yours. I won't kill you!"

Du Fang began to hesitate:

"You must follow me to Jinghai, not just show me the way!"

Bai Zhi smiled and said:

"I'm your senior sister, so naturally I have to help you. However, your repeated doubts about my background make me very unhappy. Indeed, I have the shadow of Lord Baihuang in me. She saved you in the valley to repay you for saving her from the cage and preventing her from being defiled by worldly men..."

"Secondly, as your senior sister, I'm unwilling to be a burden to you for the rest of my life. I want to go to the Sea of ​​Realm again to see if there's any method to rebuild my body and resume my cultivation!"

Bai Zhi's fair face showed a trace of pain:

"Do you know? When Lord Bai Huang exorcised the poisonous insect and his soul dispersed, he asked me to agree to a request before I, your senior sister, could take over his body!"

"any request?"

"When she was about to die, she wanted me to agree to rebuild the Longyuan Sword Sect!"

After hearing this, Du Fang pursed his lips and said nothing. After a while, he asked:

"You agreed?"

"Well, I promised her that if I could find a way to rebuild my body, I would do my best to help her rebuild Longyuan!"

"Then do you hate me?" Du Fang asked.

Bai Zhi shook her head disappointedly:

"Lord Baihuang naturally hated you, but she's dead. I did have a little hatred for you. But when you held me in your arms and laid me down on the bed that day, all of a sudden, that hatred disappeared. Maybe this is what Master Xuanzhen said, that women are really made of water!"

A blush flashed across Bai Zhi's fair face. She lowered her head and said softly:

"If the Spirit Ghost Clan truly has a method for rebuilding their bodies, I want to rebuild the Lingxiao Sword Sect. Then, I want to create a Longyuan at the foot of the mountain. Even if it's just three disciples, it will be an explanation to Lord Baihuang. After I die, I won't be ashamed to see her in the afterlife."

Looking at Du Fang who was silent and bowed his head, Bai Zhi also asked:

"Do you hate me?"

Du Fang was silent for a while. What could he hate?

Hate this woman who you don’t know whether she is your senior sister or Lord Baihuang?

I really hate Lord Baihuang.

Starting from Xuannu's seven-aperture exquisite bone, Lingxiao sect, relatives, and the complicated grievances of several generations are all for the birth of that magic weapon and the secret of the immortal spirit in the tomb of the Human Emperor.

now--

Everything is dust to dust and dust to dust.

The dead have been buried in the earth. Now he and she, one is haunted by an evil spirit, the other has completely wasted her cultivation. They are both standing on different sides and have devoted their entire lives to the sect. What can he hate?

As for his senior sister, he felt endless guilt.

He and she are Lingxiao's only living disciples. As long as they are alive, Lingxiao will be there.

"No hate!"

Du Fang uttered a few words with difficulty.

Hearing this, Bai Zhi's face suddenly lit up. She immediately sat up, straightened her clothes, put her silk behind her head, and touched Du Fang's face with her two bare hands, asking:

"Am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful!" This is the truth. Even if Du Fang wanted to deny it, this face and this body were indeed the most beautiful woman in Nancangzhou, even more beautiful than her senior sister, Li Qingshuang.

He remembered that on Lingxiao Mountain, Baizhi was like a fairy bodhisattva, dressed in white, standing tall and graceful in the clouds, with an ethereal posture.

Like an ancient immortal, he is graceful and elegant.

At that time, I felt not only admiration but also envy. If I could have the affection of a woman like this, my life would be worthwhile.

This woman, who was full of feminine charm, almost pierced his heart of Taoism that had lasted for more than ten years.

For the first time, Du Fang thought about returning to secular life and getting married.

Unfortunately, that vicious woman came to destroy his sword sect and kill his relatives.

But now, the body inhabited by the soul of a senior sister appeared before him vividly.

Her beautiful face was as white as mutton-fat jade with a slight blush, and her eyes were as watery as lotus flowers in spring water.

Du Fang suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed:

"I finally understand why so many heroes and noble monks in ancient times could not resist the temptation of beautiful women. This is a man, who can refuse!"

Bai Zhi, who was originally a little flustered, suddenly showed immense joy.

At this moment, she was just a young girl in love. She couldn't help but sit in his arms, pressing her delicate cheek against Du Fang's face, rubbing it constantly.

The sound from his mouth was as light as clouds and as smooth as wind:

"Then... Junior Brother Du Fang... Daoist Master Du Fang, do you like... a beauty like this?"

Du Fang opened his mouth and was about to choose his words.

Suddenly, the coffin tilted to the side and the two people fell out. Bai Zhi screamed and hugged his body tightly. The two bodies were falling continuously.

Du Fang roared, "This traitor!"

He looked upward.

The coffin was torn into pieces by something unknown, and a beam of emerald green light fell from the fragments. Longxiong was tumbling in the air, drifting away.