"Damn guy, just wait outside and let's come out later." Although it is harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself, it still greatly satisfyes the evil taste of this unconventional fox. It knows very well that if the door is pushed out, it cannot open the door even if it is harder to try.

"Let me open!" Chilen chased after him with a firm voice, which was Qian Yiqun's roar.

The fox laughed in his heart: Do you think that Lingyun will grow on its own by shouting? Then aren’t the performers in this world all the seeds of gods?

Huh?

The fox stopped, turned his head suspiciously, and looked back. A figure appeared in the thick white mist, running towards it quickly.

It's Qian Yiqun.

"You are so unfaithful." Qian Yiqun chased after him and almost hit the fox in the white mist.

"How did you... come in?" The fox was stunned. "Where did you borrow the spiritual aggregate?" The spiritual aggregate does not belong to you until people enter the door. This is a story of experience in the past lifetimes. The fox has never heard of anyone who can jump in the second stage for thousands of years.

Qian Yiqun's heart turned around and said to himself: It seems that the coolness is the spiritual aggregate, but I don't know what the sea I see is. Listen to this fox, I am probably a little different from ordinary people! Not bad, this is the treatment of the protagonist!

"It's useless to say more, where is this?" Qian Yiqun was willing to believe the fox and asked for a fork in the fork. If you have any questions, it's better to go in and find some books to read!

The fox turned his eyes and smiled and said, "This is the mystical gate. This fog is the innate Taoist Qi that will fall behind the sky but not. You mortals can run more here to strengthen your body, which is also a benefit."

Qian Yiqun took two deep breaths, and felt relieved and said, "Why haven't you seen the bookshelf yet?"

"Bookshelf?" the fox smiled, "Follow us."

Qian Yiqun and the fox ran away for a moment, their bodies were hot but not dry. Not only did they not sweat, but the innate Taoist Qi also had the meaning of pouring into their bodies. They just ran this way and unknowingly, even the marrow washing and meridian cleaning were completed.

When I ran to the end of the entrance hall, I saw white mist dispersing, revealing a rugged rock, and a stone gate was hidden in the middle. Four large bronze inscriptions were carved above the stone gate: Langhuan Villa.

Qian Yiqun glanced at it and thought to himself: Since it is a different courtyard, maybe there is a main courtyard.

"Boy, do you recognize this word?" the fox asked.

Qian Yiqun sneered and said to himself: My first life, I studied philology major in library learning. Plagiarizing poetry is just a side job, and literacy is my gold finger! He read these four words immediately, and the stone gate opened in response to the sound, falling into the ground.

The fox said, "Come in and go carefully." After that, he ran into the room.

Qian Yiqun looked down and suddenly realized that the ground was paved with black and white stone slabs. It was not the common Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, but it looked like a mechanism diagram. He was about to ask, but the old fox had run away without a trace. He thought to himself: No matter what, this place is just a library after all. Could it be arranged for someone to take his life?

After all, he had to be careful about the fox lying. Qian Yiqun walked carefully and carefully observed the cracks on the stone wall, fearing that he would say.

In fact, the land is covered with the Zhoutian Star Map, which has no mystery. It just means that it is neither above nor below, not in the human world, but it is even more like the sky. The old fox deliberately warned her, just to hold Qian Yiqun's footsteps so that he would not accidentally rob the treasure he needed.

Qian Yiqun left for a while and finally arrived at the hall safely. He cursed in his heart: You fox dare to play tricks on me! You must lock you up and teach you a lesson in the future!

This idea comes and goes quickly. Just looking around the stone hall made Qian Yiqun, who has been living in the real world, amazed at the tongue. The stone hall is only about fifty square meters and not wide. It is an oval like an egg. There are countless caves on the stone walls, and the largest one is like a high passage for one person, and the smallest one is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. There are nebula of different colors in front of each cave, which rotates slowly.

"There are 84,000 doors here, and the doors can be filled with Jinxian." The fox came out for no reason and walked slowly to Qian Yiqun and said, "If a great man with profound Taoism comes in, he can still open a small stone chamber in these 84,000 doors to store his own calligraphy scrolls, so that those who are destined to continue the Dharma lineage after hundreds of generations."

"Thank you." Qian Yiqun was alert: You are so polite, what are your ideas?

"It's okay, you can reach out to click on these holes. If you are destined, you will naturally let you in." The fox said, "If you are not destined, at least you can wash your marrow and tendons, so it's not a waste of time."

Qian Yiqun did not delay, walked to the stone wall, tremblingly stretched out his fingers, and thought to himself: This fate is the most indefinite. If there is not even a destiny, it would be like entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed. He was nervous, and only felt his fingers tight, as if they were bitten softly, and then he floated up and crashed into the stone wall.

The fox squinted his eyes and watched Qian Yiqun disappear in front of the stone wall, his heart was filled with emotions.

There are a large number of rare books in each cave here, which are the crystallization of wisdom left by Gao Zhen of all generations. Some Gao Zhen likes to enlighten his younger generations, so if he saves more, the cave will be bigger; some leave their own insights and wait for the later generations to resonate with each other, so naturally there will be no essays, and the cave will be smaller.

Because the senior Gao Zhen has different goals, his requirements for fate are naturally different. Xiaodong is like a niche literature, and he is particularly harsh on those who are destined to be.

The cave where Qian Yiqun entered just now seemed to be the size of a soybean from the outside, and the things inside were all the essence.

Qian Yiqun stood in the cave but shouted that he was fooled. The entire cave was only about twenty square meters, with a stone platform in the middle, and there was a roll of ordinary scrolls on it. He walked forward and confirmed again that it was the only "baby" in the cave, so he had to stretch out his finger and tap the scroll to spread.

This scroll is woven in brocade, soft and soft, only the size of a palm, and is a hand scroll. I don’t know how long it has been here, without any trace of time.

Qian Yiqun only glanced at it, his whole body was shocked, and he cried in his heart: I'm really open to my eyes! I didn't expect that the immortals' methods were so sharp, and the erotic palaces drawn were so vivid!

A man has sixteenth, kidney energy is strong and essence is overflowing, which is the time when his sexual desire is the most intense. Qian Yiqun had a love action movie full of hard drives in his previous life, but in this life he changed into a full of books. How could he admit his mistake?

A long scroll of one meter long was painted with naked beauty, all kinds of styles. Looking closely, even her appearance was different. Qian Yiqun touched a beauty, and the hands were curvy and it turned out to be embroidered.

"Bai, Mei, picture..." Qian Yiqun carefully identified it and quietly read out the three stone drum texts at the top of the scroll.

As soon as the three words were spit out, Qian Yiqun felt the sound of wind in his ears, as if he was wrapped up and pulled up. When his feet were firm, his ears were quiet, but his eyes were covered in gray. Without waiting for him to take two steps, he looked at this strange world carefully. The scenery in front of him changed, and a faint fragrance rushed into his sinuses. He looked closely and saw that he was actually in a woman's boudoir.

The boudoir is divided into two rooms inside and outside, with a flower panel separated from the middle, and the picture of the hundred sons is engraved on the flower panel. There is an Eight Immortals table, six drum stools, and a jade pot and six tea cups on the table. Qian Yiqun stood in the inner room, his eyes falling on a bed of mahogany shelf.

The bed is made of brown rattan soft trunks, four corner columns, and top frames. The top frame is hung upside down around it, and lotus pods are carved, so the shape of a child is made.

There is a bed circumference between the three sides of the bed tray column, and two columns are added between the two corner columns on the front, thus forming a wide middle and slightly narrow facade between the two sides, and a circumference is also set. In this way, the middle opening becomes the only position that can be up and down.

Qian Yiqun looked carefully at the embroidered screen in the middle of the wing. It was mostly filled with spring palace flowers, which looked like something from a wealthy family. Although the family was considered her husband's house, the bed was worth at least hundreds of taels of silver, so it was Qian Yiqun's first time seeing it.

"You little boy, why not have fun in time?" In a charming voice, the beakers and swallows entered one after another, with thin swallows and fat rings and fat each having their own charm.

Before Qian Yiqun could react, there were already two more delicate beauties in his arms. This one helped him take off his clothes and the other to take off his belt. There was even some jade hand of unknown person who gently tied it up and slowly wiped it on him, making the little man appear and full of murderous aura.

The poor future headmaster struggled poorly and was pushed down on the bed by the beauties. He didn't say anything about it for a while, and another woman was on her body with a pair of proud chests drawing round and square words on his chest. Another warmth came from under her body, and naturally the fragrance was the fine dust handle.

Qian Yiqun always felt something was wrong, but he didn't know how to break the situation. He used various means to grit his teeth and lock the gate, preventing Chun Yang from leaking, for fear of being sucked into adults by these women of unknown origin. However, those women used the human wave tactics, and waves came, one wave after another, which made Qian Yiqun feel frightened that he could not resist.

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Chapter completed!