Chapter 205: The Golden Body of the Clavicle Bodhisattva

"Give me!"

A hand pushed from behind, but Song Lin didn't move at all. Nalan Xianxian was embarrassed and anxious, so she reached out to grab the thing in his hand.

puff~~
The lubricating liquid splashed all over Nalan Xianxian's body and the ground.

Her feet slipped, and the back of her head hit the ground with a bang, and she was silent instantly.

"You're not going to die, are you?"

Song Lin shook his head, but a smile appeared on his face.

Of course he could catch her, but he deliberately watched everything happen. If this woman didn't faint, how could he carry out his next plan?
Put down the objects in your hands.

Song Lin carried Nalan Xianxian to the lotus bed and began to examine her body.

"strangeness."

"There's nothing special about it, why does she give me this feeling?"

"Could it be that this woman has an innate golden body, which is even higher than Han Qing's acquired immortal body? But it doesn't make sense... If her fate is higher than Xuanqing, why is her cultivation so low?"

half an hour.

Song Lin has checked every part of Nalan Xianxian's body.

She lay softly on the lotus bed, her body spread out, her skin glowing white.

"The only special thing is that she is... too white. As white as a little white tiger." Song Lin glanced at her, and that strange feeling resurfaced in his mind.

for a long time.

Still nothing.

"Forget it, let's go out and explore first to see what secrets are hidden under this underground palace."

Song Lin stood up and covered Nalan Xianxian with a quilt.

Take two steps.

Suddenly he turned around, lifted the quilt, and slapped her on the chest.

"Hum~~"

The girl groaned and frowned in pain.

then.

He sprayed the lubricating liquid all over the other person again.

See this.

Song Lin immediately smiled with satisfaction.

If this happens, she will definitely feel sore all over when she wakes up tomorrow and think she has been raped ten times.

"gone."

The door slowly opened a crack.

Song Lin looked around and disappeared into the corridor.

-

"How are the arrangements for those two?"

In a quiet room in Baihua Palace, Xu Jingting sat cross-legged, seemingly practicing martial arts.

There were three sandalwood sticks on the table, emitting wisps of purple smoke that drifted into his nostrils.

"Reply to the Lord."

Li Lilai knelt on the ground with a humble attitude.

"Yang Qingyuan chose 'Buddha's Heart'. It seems that his determination is not as strong as it seems. Ye Liuyun is drinking tea with Miss Qingyun. Such a pure boy will fall in love with her over time, and it is easier to control him."

"good."

Xu Jingting slowly opened his eyes and looked at Li Lilai: "Nalan Xianxian, give her a month. If she can get pregnant, she will take good care of herself. If she can't...she will go and receive guests."

"Yes."

Li Lilai lowered his head, not daring to show any disrespect.

Only a few people who are familiar with Xu Jingting know that he is far more ruthless and cruel than he appears.

After a while.

Li Lilai retreated.

Xu Jingting closed his eyes and started practicing again.

Seems to be very hardworking.

This is completely different from how he appears to the outside world, not caring about cultivation.

And at this time.

Song Lin has already gone deep into the underground palace.

He changed his clothes and his face, but he stole the identity of a servant in Baihua Palace.

All the way we came to a place full of beautiful women.

Look around.

This is the resting place for the women of Baihua Palace.

Not only those "talented ladies in the harem", but many ordinary beauties were also here. There were actually thousands of them, divided into dozens of rooms.

Including those who have been arranged to serve.

At least three to five thousand women perished here.

But looking at the looks of most of them, it seems that they don't have any resentment.

Song Lin shook his head and continued to investigate further.

Half an hour later.

From the Paradise, to the Gluttonous World, and then to the Tianyin Elegant Pavilion, Song Lin basically walked through the entire underground palace, saw many evils of human nature, and saw countless men and women who had fallen into depravity.

"No wonder the martial arts world is like this three thousand years later. I wonder how long this life of debauchery lasted."

Song Lin sighed in his heart.

To develop a palace of the size of Baihua Palace, there must be a lot of experience inherited from predecessors.

In his opinion.

This world has become somewhat corrupt.

When the devil was here, there were thousands of divine palaces in the Three Rivers and Nine Springs, the whole ground was filled with mighty energy, and Lei Yin was no louder than a dog.

And now?

In the entire martial arts world, there are only a handful of divine palaces, and those with strong Qi can be considered top masters.

"Never mind. What does this have to do with me?"

Song Lin doesn't want to be a saint, nor does he want to be a bodhisattva who saves people from suffering.

So, he turned and left.

Go deeper.

Finally he made a new discovery.

There is actually a second floor under the underground palace.

Taking advantage of the time when a group of guards were changing shifts, Song Lin entered at an extremely fast speed.

This place is nearly twenty meters underground. The air is damp and stuffy, and the ventilation is far worse than at home.

even.

There is a faint fishy smell in the air.

Tick-tock, tick-tock~~
Song Lin walked slowly forward with a vigilant look.

suddenly.

There were faint screams coming from the front.

He walked quickly forward and looked over.

In a cell, there were several women with disheveled hair, and one of them was being executed on a stake.

"not my business."

Song Lin continued to move forward.

After a while, he saw some people from Jianghu, some with thunderous sounds and strong energy. It seemed that they lost the bet in Baihua Palace, or for other reasons.

Song Lin was a little disappointed.

The Baihua Palace has committed many evil deeds, but such behavior is too common in the world of martial arts.

It's not even a secret.

"It's getting late. Let's take another look. If we still haven't found it, we'll have to give up today."

Song Lin walked deeper into the cave.

At this time, a down-and-out middle-aged man came out of a cell.

"Thank you, Deacon Peng, thank you, Deacon Peng..." a woman's hoarse voice came.

Song Lin quickly moved aside.

He watched the middle-aged deacon leave and quietly took a look at the cell.

A haggard-looking woman holding a baby in her arms.

There was a brand new package next to it, which seemed to have just been delivered by Deacon Peng. In the open package, Song Lin saw some bottles of medicine.

"Child, my child, you can be saved!" the woman said excitedly, trembling as she fed the medicine to the baby.

"..."

Song Lin took a deep breath.

I became interested in Deacon Peng.

There are such kind people in this Baihua Palace?

No wonder he is in such a miserable state.

Could this person be related to Xu Shenglan’s old friend?

A few moments.

Song Lin was about to leave when the place suddenly shook.

Boom~~
"Another earthquake?"

"Strange, it happened once yesterday and again today. Could it be that there is really a rare treasure about to be born in the Nine Springs?"

The vibrations gradually subsided.

Song Lin's eyes flashed, and he saw a tiny crack appear on the wall at the end of the cell.

“Is there a road here?”

He flashed and appeared in front of the stone wall.

The woman in the cell was lying on the ground, holding her child tightly, but she was unaware of anything.

"There really is a secret room." Song Lin was delighted.

Give it a hard push.

The stone wall slowly moved away without making any sound.

A passage continuing downwards appeared before our eyes.

Song Lin stepped in and closed the door again.

After a while.

He walked into an underground secret room and saw a "human urn".

The man was silent and seemed to be on the verge of death.

Song Lin carefully checked and found that the other party's tongue, teeth, and limbs had been cut off, and even the ears had been burned through.

There was a jar of blood in the jar, which seemed to contain some kind of medicinal power that had been maintaining his life.

"What a cruel punishment."

Song Lin was about to look around when he suddenly heard footsteps.

His figure leaped up silently, with his back pressed against the ceiling, and he just hung in the corner, restraining all his breath.

The stone door opened silently.

A middle-aged man came over with a lamp on. It was the Deacon Peng from before.

He stood in front of the urn for a moment.

Suddenly he sighed and poured a pot of water into the jar.

"Mu Cheng, Mu Cheng, why are you so stubborn?"

"Mu Cheng?"

Song Lin's heart moved.

He seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

A few moments.

Deacon Peng has left.

Song Lin fell from the ceiling, looked at the unrecognizable man in front of him, frowned and thought hard.

He was sure that he had never seen this person.

Then.

Where on earth have you heard this name?
tick tock~~tick tock~~
The moist air condenses into water vapor and falls from the ceiling.

Drop by drop, the sound is like leaking.

"The sound of water leakage..." A flash of lightning seemed to pass through Song Lin's mind.

The lights are cold and the windows are dark.

When the rain falls, the sound of drops is like that of a leak.

The sword falls across the sky, and Lanxian looks back at the river bank.

I still remember that when I left Minjiang Prefecture, I heard such a leaking sound on a passenger ship at night.

then.

In the cabin, he found a poem that was carved by a predecessor with a sword.

The signature is exactly: Tianshui, Mucheng.

"Tianshui's sword falls, Mu Jiangan, Lan Xian looks back... Lan Xian looks back? Lan Xian..." Song Lin widened his eyes, looking at the miserable man in front of him.

This Mu Cheng.

Could it be that they were his mother's followers back then?
"Pity."

Song Lin sighed softly.

Mu Cheng is in this state. Even if he has the ability to rescue him, he probably won't be able to get any information.

but.

This man is so obsessed with her, it is reasonable for Song Lin to save him.

"It is very difficult to rescue people from the third floor of this underground palace. It cannot be connected with my current identity in any way... I have to find a right time." Song Lin thought about it, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of blood into the jar.

Otherwise, when I come next time, Mu Cheng will have died already.

then.

He covered up all traces of his presence and quietly left through the tunnel.

Three quarters of an hour later.

Song Lin returned safely to the scene of "Buddha's Heart" and checked it out, but found no signs that anyone had been there.

He went to bed, hugged Nalan Xianxian, and closed his eyes to rest.

Names flashed through my mind one after another, "Xiao Jiang Hu", "Xu Jingting", "Deacon Peng", "Mu Cheng"...

He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

"Think of a way to get close to Deacon Peng tomorrow." Song Lin suddenly opened his eyes and held down Nalan Xianxian's hands that were fumbling around.

The hot body twisted wildly under the influence of the aphrodisiac.

however.

Her snow-white skin actually turned a faint jade color at this moment.

Dong~dong~dong~
Thirty-three vibrations in a row.

Nalan Xianxian's whole body was tense, her snow-white neck raised, and she let out a soft moan. Her expression suddenly relaxed, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she had reached bliss in her sleep.

Song Lin widened his eyes.

Along with the sound of earthquake outside, the woman unexpectedly reached the realm of thirty-three thunder sounds.

Rays of white light rose from the lotus pond.

Nalan Xianxian sat cross-legged, wrapped around him, as if she was using him as a lotus seat. Her solemn appearance and white face gave people an incomparable sense of holiness.

"Hiss~~~" Song Lin took a breath of cold air.

Wisps of white mist in the air fell into his eyes, seeming to reveal many "truths" engraved between heaven and earth.

【Clavicle. Golden image of Bodhisattva.】

【Bodhisattva's Golden Body Water 82 Qi 79 Spirit 88 God 80】

【Save all living beings. Blood and bones melt away.】

[Five Elements Transformation. Water 23, Wood 23, Earth 23, Sixty-nine, Beauty withered bones covered with colored glaze]

(End of this chapter)