Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

Chapter 145

"Woooooooo, are you my son? The King of Hell has finally let you come back to visit your mother!"

Just as the master and the disciple were operating the spirit-absorbing technique, absorbing, refining and maintaining the spiritual power to maintain the aura shield, a woman's voice came into their ears.

Sanbao was startled, quickly picked up Qiuhong, took two steps back, and used the wind knife technique instantly.

Just a few "puff" sounds were heard, and then they disappeared completely after being blocked by the spiritual energy shield.

"I'm your mother, you...you used a knife to hurt me, how could you be so cruel!"

Damn it, I am still your father!

"Who are you? Why do you want to identify your relatives at random?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu haven't seen my son for more than ten years, and he has brought back a beautiful little daughter-in-law for my mother."

"Bah, bah, bah! I'm not my wife."

The little fox Qiuhong was so shy that she narrowed her eyes and looked at Sanbao. She was a bad master who looked down on others and would not let her disciple be his wife.

"It's not the case now, and it will be the case in the future. My son has never brought a woman back."

A young woman appeared behind the aura mask, wearing gorgeous clothes, with orchid temperament and graceful grace. She walked like a dragon strolling, with enchanting autumn waves and slender spring bamboo shoots.

"My son is so handsome, and his magic power is almost as good as his mother's."

"Auntie, you got the wrong person. Pindao comes from the Qing Dynasty and went to Fuzhou to wipe out the rebels."

Sanbao was annoyed that Qi had only one son at a time, and he could see whoever was beautiful would be his son, so he couldn't help but complain a few words.

"Your aunt has died a long time ago. I am your biological mother. How come you don't recognize your mother if you are promising? If so, why are you coming back? Wouldn't it be better to die in the Palace of Hell?"

"Don't worry about whether you are a son or not. Let's open the ban first and then talk~ okay?"

"You are finally willing to recognize my mother, and you even call me good mother. How could my mother be willing to send you away back then... Wuwuwu."

"Master, did you call me mom?"

Qiu Hong was confused, where was this going?

"Hey! Good daughter-in-law, my son is really lucky to marry you. My daughter-in-law, you are really beautiful."

Uh……

Qiu Hong felt a crow fly by, leaving behind a black line. She felt dizzy, did I call her mom?

I saw the beautiful young woman perform a magic trick, and the spiritual energy shield disappeared in an instant, and a fresh and refreshing spiritual energy came towards her.

"Hey! Why is that toad missing? Why did I come out? Oh... son!"

The young woman suddenly trembled, and she immediately reached out to grab the handles of two thunderbolts, then threw them away and disappeared.

"Is this a gift from my son to my mother? It's so weird. It smells like burning. My mother didn't like it, so she threw it outside."

Boom boom! Two loud noises were heard, followed by the sound of falling rocks.

"My son has been so naughty after not seeing him for a long time. I want to test whether my mother-in-law's cultivation has declined."

"You... how did you do it?"

Sanbao was shocked. At such a close distance, his attack was very concealed. The opponent had no chance to avoid it. Not only did he grab it, he could also throw it outside through the winding cave and explode.

"It's so simple. Just by looking at your figure, mother will know which hand of yours can move."

While the beautiful young woman was talking, she hugged Sambo into her arms very quickly.

Since the blessed land is spring-like all year round, with a suitable temperature and full of spiritual energy, the young woman's gorgeous clothes are very thin. Sanbao felt that his head was buried in a plump and soft mountain of flesh, and he was almost suffocated to death.

Could it be that this Taoist looks very much like her son? If he really does, he might as well pretend to be.

However, seeing that he is less than thirty years old and not even as old as Wang Cong'er, it would be a bit of a disadvantage to pretend to be his son and call her mother.

He is a bastard who wants to be cheap but not profitable. Sanbao adheres to the essence of the ancient hooligans and sticks his face to the plump part, rubbing here and squeezing there.

Occasionally, I sneak a few glances through the gaps in my clothes. She is soft and greasy yet seductive and round. I sniff the secret fragrance through my nostrils, and the fragrance is as fragrant as orchid and slightly intoxicating.

How do you look? Like deep winter ice and snow.

How is it? Just like autumn waves.

How's your temperament? Like new cotton in early summer.

It moves like a jade rabbit and is as quiet as a carefree white dove.

"Haha, you are not afraid of your wife's jokes. When you were a child, you loved to cuddle in your mother's arms. You still can't get rid of this habit when you grow up."

The young woman held Sanbao's cheek and pressed her fragrant cheek against it, very gently.

"Master, you...how could you do this?"

Qiu Hong glared at Sanbao angrily.

"What's the matter? My son grew up on his mother's milk. He touched and pinched it when he was a child. He's very precious and no one is allowed to touch it."

Uh……

Sanbao's face was bright red, and he looked at the young woman in front of him dumbfounded. If Qiuhong hadn't been there, would he still be feeding Sanbao?

"My son, you have suffered in the Palace of Hell all these years. Come home with your mother as soon as possible. Your mother will never want you to leave again."

After the beautiful young woman finished speaking, she pulled the master and apprentice into the blessed place and made a few instructions to rearrange the aura shield.

"My son, please stay close to your mother, don't get lost."

The gorgeous young woman led the way, twisting her buttocks in a seductive way. Maybe she sensed Sambo's prying eyes, so she reached out and took off the jade hairpin from her bun. Suddenly, her black hair hung down behind her like a waterfall, covering her buttocks. The steps are as gentle as silk.

Sanbao and Qiuhong looked at each other while walking, and followed closely with their spiritual consciousness relaxed.

"Xiao Hong, do I look like her son?"

Sanbao felt something strange and secretly sent a message to Qiu Hong.

"How does this disciple know? Her expression may look similar."

"Didn't she say that her son went to the Palace of Hell and is already dead?"

"She must not be dead. Otherwise, how could she say that she was released by the King of Hell?"

Oh, those who return to the sun before their life span is over are not released by the underworld.

"Xiaohong, if something goes wrong, my master will send you back to the cave immediately."

"Master saw something unusual."

"If my teacher's guess is correct, this woman has a mental problem."

"Isn't the spirit the soul? If there is a problem with the soul, how can one cultivate to the semi-saint realm?"

Qiu Hong is not a newbie in cultivation. She has been surrounded by the girls and knows what a soul is. Besides, she also has the bloodline of Tianhu.

"Perhaps before someone's soul shows any abnormality, they have already cultivated to the semi-saint realm."

"Oh, I really envy you humans, you are already in the semi-saint realm at such a young age."

"There is plenty of spiritual energy here, and if you cultivate your mind, you can reach the realm of a saint."

"How many years will it take to practice? The further the monsters go, the slower they will improve."

"Don't be affected by her appearance. Maybe she is an old woman who is hundreds or thousands of years old?"

"Pfft!"

Qiu Hong couldn't help but laugh out loud. The old woman was really incomparable to the young woman in front of her.

"Daughter-in-law, if you think of something good, you already have it."

The young woman turned around and looked happy. Not only did she have a son, but she also had a daughter-in-law and a grandson.

"What are you talking about, mother-in-law? We haven't had sex yet."

Qiu Hongfa was embarrassed and shy, and kept talking.

Damn it, Qiu Hong, you are too involved in the drama, but don’t get too caught up in it and not be able to get out of the drama.

Passing through a small bamboo forest, there are ravines in front of you, and spiritual fields appear in front of you. There are about hundreds of plots, maybe they have just been harvested. They are empty, not a single crop, and overgrown with weeds.

Walking along Lingtian, Sanbao discovered a village with about fifty or sixty households. The houses were well built and arranged in neat rows. Most of them were bamboo buildings, each with a separate small courtyard.

"Master, why does it feel so quiet here, without a trace of life?"

Qiu Hong was a little scared. She tightly held the corners of San Bao's clothes and secretly transmitted the message.

Sanbao was also a little surprised. After entering the blessed land cave, his spiritual consciousness scanned it several times. Except for the young woman in front of him, there was no one there.

"My son, we are home. Do you still remember our home?"

The beautiful young woman stopped in the middle of the village, in front of a small courtyard with a bamboo house, and looked across the bamboo fence. The small courtyard was very large, three or four times the size of other small courtyards. There was a row of lush vegetables in the small courtyard, and several spiritual trees. Fruit trees are scattered among them.

"Um...mother, why don't we see anyone else in the village?"

"Dead, all dead. I have no talent for cultivation, but I just like to dream of immortality. I can't improve my realm. When my lifespan is up, I will turn into ashes and fight on my own."

"Are they all cultivators, not mortals?"

"In the beginning, there were some in the blessed land, but in the end, common things became increasingly rare, and mortals gradually became extinct."

"There is so much spiritual energy here that the cultivators left no descendants."

"Aren't you and Wei Niang their descendants? I don't know how the ancestors refined the blessed land. After the family moved in, the clan members could not leave the blessed land unless they sensed advancement and were excluded by the blessed land to go outside to survive the tribulation. Normally, if you leave The blessed land was ten feet long, and his bloodline exploded and he died."

Why, isn't this just a cage prison? There is also a three-meter cordon!

"I don't know how many generations have passed, but the number of people in the tribe has decreased rapidly. Even if the babies born are either physically defective or die young, and ordinary crops contaminated with spiritual energy are becoming more and more spiritual, most mortals who cannot practice starve to death."

Sanbao nodded. This is understandable. Without the participation of foreign ethnic groups in reproduction, the IQ of children born from close relatives is worrying. It is true that each generation is inferior to the last.

As for ordinary vegetables and fruits, it is inevitable that they will slowly evolve in a place full of spiritual energy.

"Um...mother, how did we survive?"

Sanbao asked awkwardly, this fake mother is really hard to say.

"My mother's talent in cultivation is high, and there is no danger of life limit. You have reached the cultivation stage early. And you... were born unable to practice, so you could only rely on your mother's breast milk until you were seven or eight years old when you had no milk. Your mother was so cruel in front of the blessed place. Kill your father."

"Ah! You actually killed your Taoist companion!"

Qiu Hong screamed, in disbelief.

"What Taoist monk? Your father-in-law is just an ordinary man who accidentally broke into the blessed land."

"Then you can't kill him with your own hands!"

"He is just a mortal who cannot cultivate. If it were not for the purpose of giving birth to my son, why would my mother marry him? Moreover, there are not many mortal crops left. Sooner or later, I will starve to death, or eat spiritual objects and explode."

"Why did my mother-in-law kill my father-in-law outside the Paradise Cave?"

"My mother also summoned ghost messengers so that my son could be handed over to the King of Hell. At least he could practice ghost techniques and become a ghost immortal in the future."

"Did Mom succeed?"

"My mother threatened that if the ghosts didn't comply, they would be wiped out in ashes. I will naturally take you away obediently."