Sign in to cultivate immortality: Cannon fodder counterattacks with the help of your heart

This incident was just a small episode, and the two of them soon appeared at Bei Mingcang's residence.

The decoration inside is very luxurious, luxurious and elegant. The first thing that catches the eye is a huge living room.

In the living room, there are some high-end furniture made of thousand-year-old spiritual wood. Even the carpets are paved with rare white tiger skins, especially the seats, which are wrapped with the skins of ferocious beasts.

In addition to the luxurious decoration, there are also more than a dozen rooms such as training room, alchemy room, weapon refining room, bathroom and so on.

There are also six rest rooms.

Lu Yuyan looked at the layout inside with eyes full of amazement, turned her head to look at Bei Mingcang, and said with a twitching corner of her mouth: "How many spiritual stones did you spend?"

Bei Mingcang glanced at her lightly and said, "Not much, just ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

The corner of Lu Yuyan's mouth twitched fiercely again. Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones is not much? With this money, you can buy the entire yard.

"This is five thousand high-grade spiritual stones. I won't take advantage of you, just treat it as a shared house."

She thought for a moment and handed over a storage bag.

Bei Mingcang glanced at her deeply, without even looking at the storage bag in her hand, nor did he pick it up. His thin lips moved slightly, "Do you think I will be short of a few spiritual stones?"

After saying this, Lu Yuyan didn't know how to pick it up, so she didn't force it and quickly took back the storage bag that was handed over to her.

"There are many rooms here, you can choose any one to live in."

He looked at her and left these words. Mo Yi fluttered and returned to his own room.

Lu Yuyan twitched her lips and quickly found a room to stay.

She went to the bathroom first and took a shower. Although a cleansing spell could do it, she still felt that washing with water was the most comfortable.

After changing into clean clothes, he was about to sit down on the bed to practice, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a jade slip beside the bed.

"Why is there a jade slip here?"

Lu Yuyan became curious and picked up the jade slip. When her consciousness invaded the jade tube, a strange expression suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Then, the corner of his mouth twitched violently a few more times, and he hurriedly withdrew his consciousness from the jade slip.

There are various pictures of beauties painted on this jade slip. Those beauties are either pure, or extremely beautiful, or charming and gorgeous, or elegant and refined, or enchanting... There are all kinds of beauties.

These beauties have seductive movements, each showing their most beautiful posture.

Then, each beauty has a text introduction.

Mainly introducing their names, Lu Yuyan guessed that they were also pseudonyms.

There are also age, qualifications, and the skills you practice.

Finally, there are service items, charging standards, etc.

"You really have everything." Lu Yuyan's face turned red, and then she threw the jade slip aside with a look of disgust.

She didn't need to think about it to know that Penglai Building was prepared for the male guests who stayed here.

Among those pictures of beautiful women, there are even several beautiful female cultivators who have reached the level of becoming gods.

Those are high-ranking figures, all high-level female cultivators at Yuanjun level.

But for the spirit stone, I did this in secret, really.

However, the price was also very high. She took a look and found that the overnight fee for a beauty at the level of a god would start at at least 5 high-grade spiritual stones.

The male cultivators who can afford this price are probably either rich or noble, or have extraordinary abilities.

Lu Yuyan would not criticize the behavior of those women too much. Everyone has their own choice, and it is none of her business what they think.

"dong dong dong"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door in her ears.

Lu Yuyan was startled for a moment, and then she looked at the door. She knew it was Bei Mingcang who was looking for her. Although she felt strange that he was looking for her, she quickly got up and opened the door.

As the door opened, what came into view was a tall and cold man. He had a pair of cool phoenix eyes, a face as handsome as a knife, and was dressed in a luxurious black robe. He was Bei Mingcang.

However, Bei Mingcang looked a little strange at this time, his face was slightly red, and his posture was very awkward, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Lu Yuyan looked at him strangely when she saw his expression, "What's wrong? But what's the matter?"

[Look at the blushing face, which looks like a monkey’s butt, and the coy expression and posture. I wonder if I thought I was peeking at a big girl taking a shower. 】

This idea came out of her heart almost instinctively, and she felt it was inappropriate later, but then she felt it was nothing.

Just listen if you hear it. Anyway, that's what she was thinking, but she didn't say it with her mouth.

Bei Mingcang's face darkened, and then he looked at her deeply, took a deep breath, and then plucked up the courage to say, "Well, there is a jade slip in your room. Didn't you look at it?"

Lu Yuyan was slightly startled, it turned out that it was because of this, and then she looked at him with half-smiling eyes, holding back a smile and said, "I've already seen it."

"What? You've already seen it?"

Bei Mingcang's voice instantly rose an octave, and he looked at her speechlessly, with the corners of his mouth twitching crazily.

It was only later that he remembered that Lu Yuyan's room might also have this, so he thought about taking out the jade slips to avoid being seen by her.

Who knew that this woman was so curious and had already read it in advance.

Really, he didn't even know what to say now.

Lu Yuyan looked at him funny, and for some reason, she suddenly wanted to tease him, and said seriously: "Well, they are all stunning beauties, what kind do you like? How about I call one for you? Just think of it as thanking you for letting me live here."

Bei Mingcang stared at her dumbfounded. For a moment, he thought there was something wrong with his ears.

What else do you like? Do you want to order one? Is this what a woman should say? Does she know how to be ashamed?

However, thinking about the things she had done before, he felt relieved.

"Need not."

He looked at her deeply, dropped two words and ran away quickly, as fast as if a dog was chasing her, and it felt like he was running away.

"Hahaha"

Lu Yuyan looked at Bei Mingcang's disappearing figure and couldn't help laughing anymore.

Unexpectedly, Bei Mingcang was quite innocent, and she suddenly felt a little bit of the original owner's fun.

If it were Huangfu Chen, that lecherous man, his eyes would be lit up and he would like to call over all the beauties painted on the jade slips.

She rubbed her face that was a little stiff when she smiled, closed the door, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

Soon, it was Penglai Island’s centenary Flower Festival.

This is a festival held by the residents of Penglai Island to celebrate the harvest and a better life.

This festival has a history of tens of thousands of years and is held every hundred years. It is also the biggest festival for the residents of Penglai Island.

Before the festival, an oiran contest will be held. The nuns selected as oirans will be dressed up as gods, and then go to the temple to hold sacrifices, praying for good weather on Penglai Island, peace on the sea, and no more trouble from sea beasts.

After the sacrifice, the oiran will receive a generous reward set by the Penglai Island Master. As for the specific reward, it has not been announced, so Lu Yuyan does not know.

But if it can be called rich, it is definitely not bad.

The Oiran's campaign location was set up in a relatively wide valley on Penglai Island. Early in the morning, Lu Yuyan and Bei Mingcang set out and quickly arrived at the valley.

When they arrived, the valley was already crowded with people, and it was almost filled to the brim.

The two of them followed the flow of people towards the center of the valley, where the centenary Oiran Competition was being held.

Today, all the female nuns participating in the Oiran competition are wearing beautiful gauze feather coats with white tulle on their faces. When the competition starts, they will start the talent competition.

Only the winners are qualified to stand on the stage and take the veil. The spectators in the audience will give them flowers. The one who finally gets the most flowers is the oiran of this year.

When Lu Yuyan and Bei Mingcang arrived, the oiran competition had already begun. Because there were too many people, the two simply flew to the top of a big tree to overlook the entire oiran competition from above.

At this time, the competition has reached its climax, and the first two rounds of competition have ended. In the last stage, more than twenty graceful girls who passed the competition stood on the stage wearing light veils, waiting for the final selection.

Lu Yuyan had sharp eyes and immediately discovered that one of the veiled women was Jiang Li.

He was an old rival. Not to mention just wearing a veil, she would recognize him even if he turned into ashes.

"I didn't expect that she would also come. What a coincidence."

A coldness flashed across Lu Yuyan's eyes, and she discovered that Jiang Li's cultivation at this time was the same as hers, at the early stage of the Golden Core.

Her eyes darkened, and she thought to herself, she was indeed a heroine, even though she had been in the dungeon of the Demon Realm for so long, it did not affect her cultivation speed at all, and instead made her faster.

This gave Lu Yuyan a sense of urgency, and she felt that the heroine was becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

Then, she looked at the more than twenty beauties on the stage. If there were no accidents, the final oiran must be Jiang Li. Whoever makes the heroine the heroine will involuntarily attract everyone's attention.

Lu Yuyan looked at Jiang Li on the stand, a sly look flashed in her eyes, wondering if she should give her another stink pill?

No, no, this will ruin other people's Hundred Flowers Festival, it's too immoral.

Lu Yuyan racked her brains to think of how to trip up Jiang Li so that she would not become the oiran.

Then, the system reminded me, "Host, when you left the Demon Palace, didn't you sign in and get a lot of poison pills? Just give her one and make her ugly. Naturally, she won't be an oiran."