Chapter 386: Infatuated, Seven Grudges, Skeleton Beauty, and One Demonic Picture
Gu Qingyuan sighed as he looked at Qin Yuanhua who suddenly woke up. His supernatural powers had just been formed and were not yet very powerful. Qin Yuanhua was also a wandering immortal, and the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife was heading for his heart. There was great terror between life and death, but also great opportunities. Relying on the innate desire to survive, Qin Yuanhua broke free from his restraints, broke through the power of his supernatural powers, and changed his mind.

Fortunately, the results were not in vain. The knife cut through and broke his heart meridian. Although he had the support of the immortal Taoism and was not in danger of life and death for the time being, Qin Yuanhua had already suffered damage to his Yin Spirit and his mind was secretly hurt. Now he suffered another serious injury, which was like adding insult to injury. He could not exert much of his full strength.

With a roar, Qin Yuanhua's eyes became clear. He suppressed the wound on his heart. A golden needle appeared in his hand. He threaded a red thread through it and pierced the skin and flesh several times horizontally and vertically. The horrible-looking wound slowly healed.

He slapped his waist again, and there was a beautiful bag at the waist, and thirty-five golden needles flew out. Together with the previous one, the total number was thirty-six. After the golden needles flew away, the beautiful bag turned into countless colorful silk threads, which intertwined horizontally and vertically, turning into a net, and pounced towards Gu Qingyuan.

"I didn't expect that Young Master Xixia is such an expert in women's work. It's a waste of his talent to be born as a boy." Gu Qingyuan smiled, and a flying knife of immortal slaying flew out.

The blade flashed like water as it cut through the wire net. The light and soft colored wire was extremely tough and a gap appeared after three cuts. However, the silk thread seemed endless and it became a ball in an instant, wrapping the Flying Knife of Immortal Slaying. No matter how it rushed left and right, it could not hit the target.

When Qin Yuanhua heard Gu Qingyuan speak, he felt a little angry, and then woke up, thinking that he almost got tricked again. It was as if the devil's sound pierced his ears, and countless distracting thoughts disturbed him.

"Your method doesn't have any authentic aura at all, it's more like the method of the devil. I don't think you are an upright person!"

Gu Qingyuan thought to himself that the intention of his own magic was originally positive, but once it was condensed, it always leaned towards those sinister and covert means. He would rather lose the battle than the enemy, so he fought back.

"You have a pair of peach blossom eyes that don't know the truth. You are clearly blind. You can't see the essence of my magical power, and yet you still talk nonsense about distinguishing between good and evil. How much knowledge do you have to show off? You are just making a fool of yourself!"

Qin Yuanhua immediately closed his ears and only read lip language, but Gu Qingyuan's magical power was not that simple. The words that came out of his mouth echoed in Qin Yuanhua's mind platform, and every word was clear.

"I don't want to play with you anymore. I have something important to do. I won't discuss this with a demon like you."

Gu Qingyuan raised his sword, which broke all the laws with one sword. With a flash of light, he used three swords in an instant. One sword cut through the colorful silk threads, two swords broke the golden needles, and the third sword had already slashed towards Qin Yuanhua, cutting off his disturbing thoughts and wisdom, and he had already lost consciousness.

"Qin Lang!"

When Jinianfu saw Qin Yuanhua being swept by the sword light, she stood there in a daze, her soul flying away. She walked forward and shook a few times, then turned around and opened her arms to protect him behind her.

"That Taoist priest, I am a disciple of Master Jingnian Zhaixin Jue. My master has achieved the great Dao of the Yuanshen and the achievements of a scattered immortal. All the orthodox sects of the Xuanmen have to give face to my master. You are just a Taoist from an unknown temple. How can you despise the great sects of the Xuanmen? If you know what's good for you, leave quickly. Otherwise, if I pursue the matter, you will be in big trouble!"

Gu Qingyuan looked at her with pity. She had a good appearance but was a brainless person. Not to mention that Jin Yifu had broken off all ties with her, even if she came here with a heart full of remorse, she couldn't hold up that tiger skin. Did she really think that I was scared into raising him?
The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife traveled in his mind, and a golden light flashed, but it passed by Ji Nian Fu and slashed towards Qin Yuanhua.

"This treasure of mine is new, and although it can handle the power of scattered immortals, it has its own spirituality that needs to be completed in the future. Don't let this idiot touch it, or it will be infected with some stupidity and dullness. The gain will outweigh the loss."

The wise sword broke the spirit, the flying knife cut the body, and the immortal-slaying blade rushed towards Qin Yuanhua, determined to chop him down with the knife. At this moment, Qin Yuanhua, who had been standing still, moved. A yang spirit leaped out of his body and blocked the flying knife, but his face was a little dull, and it seemed that he had no thoughts in his mind.

"Qin Lang is fine, that's great, Qin Lang is fine."

Ji Nian Fu also had some cultivation skills and was aware of what was happening behind her. She still kept her arms outstretched, using her body to protect Qin Yuanhua's body that had separated from the Yang God.

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A soft sound was heard, and Ji Nianfu looked at the hand in front of her chest in disbelief. That hand was so familiar. She had hoped that it would fall on her head, stroke her cheek, and hold her waist. It was also this hand that ended her life.

It was so familiar, every inch was exactly the same, but because it was too familiar, Ji Nianfu couldn't believe it.

Two lines of thin tears left her eyes along with the blood at the corner of her mouth. She must be extremely beautiful to be noticed by Qin Yuanhua, who had seen countless women and was admired by countless fairies. However, if the pain made her face hideous and bubbles formed from saliva and blood at the corner of her mouth, she could not be called stunningly beautiful in such a miserable state.

The hand was withdrawn, and a heart that was no longer beating was brought out. On her deathbed, Ji Nianfu turned around and looked at the familiar eyes.

"How could it be you, how...how could it be you!?"

Veins popped up on her face, and she was filled with resentment. Suddenly, she calmed down. Ji Nianfu stroked Qin Yuanhua's cheek with trembling hands: "No, you are not him. He died just now. You are not him, right?"

After muttering a few words to himself, with a trace of delusion and self-deception, Jin Yifu died, and when he died, he was filled with only endless resentment.

The first hatred is that the heart will never lend a helping hand, the second hatred is that there are countless lovers and beauties, the third hatred is the pain of the body, the fourth hatred is that I was born in vain, the fifth hatred is that good and evil coexist, the sixth hatred is the hierarchy between men and women, and the seventh hatred is the cruelty of the enemy.

One blames the master for being ruthless, two blames the husband for being sentimental, three blames the enemy for being cruel, four blames the world for being unkind, five blames the world for being hard, six blames the daughter's identity, seven blames...seventh blame is that the lover betrayed and turned into an enemy, killing your dearest life! Resentment, resentment, resentment, seven resentments, hatred for the whole world, but not for yourself, really a discerning person.

The resentment rose to the sky, the hatred was as deep as the sea, all the foolish women in ancient times tried to learn from this man!
Jin Yi Fu's body is filled with negative energy and resentment, as if it were real. Only a woman who is so passionate and crazy about love can produce such pure energy. She can be called selfish, or self-interested, but the only thing that remains unchanged is her infatuated love for her lover.

A trace of heartache flashed across Qin Yuanhua's eyes, but was then buried by indifference. He exerted force with his hands, and his heart shattered. The woman's body was shaken by him and turned into the skin of a beautiful woman. Then a scroll unfolded beside him, depicting countless beautiful women. After a careful count, there were as many as ninety-nine of them.

Qin Yuanhua raised his arm and filled the scattered bones into the newly made beauty skin. The beauty skin filled up like inflated energy and then turned into Ji Nian Fu's appearance again. She had a normal face, colorful eyes, and was three times more beautiful than when she was alive.

Jin Yi Fu chuckled softly, swayed her waist, and walked towards the scroll. Countless giggles could be heard in the air, and people called each other sister. She closed her eyes and listened carefully, but there was nothing unusual.

The women in the paintings all have peerless figures, some are aloof and independent, some are innocent and naive, some are pure and spiritual, and some are alluring and captivating. All kinds of beauties in the world, with different temperaments and postures, can be found among the group of fairies.

If you are a glutton for lust, if you enter this painting, without getting close to it, you will lose your soul and spirit. Lust does not seduce people, but people seduce themselves, and your heart will be filled with lust from then on.

"You have exchanged your true heart and true love for this picture of a beautiful skeleton. You should be a love demon and ask the fairy heroine to be robbed as well."

Gu Qingyuan admired the picture of the beauty, without any lust in his eyes. Qin Yuanhua loved the fairy heroine the most, it was true love, without any falsehood. Only when true love was shown to others could those fairies willingly enter the calamity of love.

But he loves himself more than he loves others, so Qin Yuanhua personally puts the people he loves and cherishes into the painting, just to fulfill his great wish.

He looked at the painting of the beauty, feeling extremely heartbroken. The knife of love entered his throat like a bowl of bitter wine. Qin Yuanhua was torturing his lover and also torturing himself. He broke his sincerity into pieces. Perhaps he had gone mad the first time he threw his lover into the painting with his own hands.

Qin Yuanhua looked at them but did not approach. The idiotic look that was cut by the sword of wisdom was gone. There was a hint of sadness and melancholy on his face. Countless Yin Qi poured into his body from the beauty in the painting, and even the Yang Spirit squeezed in. Although his injuries did not show any signs of improvement, his breath became fuller again.

"Is this what you rely on to condense the superior Yin God again? You use this picture of the white-bone beauty to visualize the pure Yin energy, and then split half of your soul and put it into the picture, wanting to become a Yin God. Qin Yuanhua, Master Xixia, you dare to think and do it."

Gu Qingyuan looked at Qin Yuanhua and shook his head: "It's a pity that your methods are too crude. Are you Qin Yuanhua now, or a crazy monster formed by the remnants of the hundred fairies?"

"Whether it's Qin Yuanhua or someone else, what difference does it make? I only know that this body, this god, is called Qin Yuanhua."

Qin Yuanhua spoke, his voice overlapping, resonating and spreading out, "This is my trump card, fellow Taoist, please come into the painting and take a look."

It is said to be in the painting, but it is painted, when the scroll is unrolled, the picture of beauty opens, and the fairies who are trapped in the love catastrophe and controlled by the paint float out, some are beautiful, some are fat and some are thin, just like the most gentle place in the world and the tomb of heroes.

Some are solemn, yet a bit frivolous; some are seductive, sitting aside; some are fully clothed, turning their hands to reveal a few delicate private parts; some are naked, pulling out a piece of white gauze, half-covering; they really play the contrast and comparison to the exquisite degree. I wonder which man in the world can withstand it.

Gu Qingyuan can, it's not that he is without desire, he just has a distracted mind, and his desire is still under the great way. He has a pair of wise eyes that can see the truth of heaven and earth and the reality of all things. In his eyes, beauties and fairies are all corpses, and chivalrous women and witches are all skeletons.

and……

Gu Qingyuan turned his head to look at Qin Yuanhua, his eyes fell on the top of his head, he felt a faint green color, what a lush green tall hat.

Your sincerity is rewarded with a lovelorn girl, and becomes a picture of a beauty. Is this how you use it?

If Qin Yuanhua used that magical power, with his incomplete immortal level, Gu Qingyuan might have to deal with it, but when it came to this mind-boggling and enchanting picture of a beauty, he even wanted to laugh.

"Lustful thoughts and distractions are endless, so just let them go!"

He spoke the truth and blew out the true energy, and one by one, the beautiful ladies were swept into the painting and stood still.

"Qin Yuanhua, please die."

(End of this chapter)