Yan Fanglin thought about it for a long time, only to feel that many people were suspicious, but there was no evidence for them. At the end of the thought, he suddenly felt a little strange.

He always felt that his heart was hot and his body was cold. When he woke up in a daze, he found that his hands were on his chest.

…

It scared him straight out of his wits.

Why is it that in the same furnace, the male protagonist is the one who wants to sleep with someone, but he is the one who touches himself in the middle of the night when he is hungry and thirsty?

He must get rid of this bad habit. He is weak and needs to recharge his batteries.

His body seems to be leaking, so he doesn't need the male protagonist's essence or other nourishment to make up for it, right?

cry.

The next morning, Lu Xinghe gathered all the disciples of Qingzhu Peak together, including the handyman, cook, and others.

Yan Fanglin vaguely heard his admonishment through the window, and her face turned red. Hong Ying sat next to him and was preparing medicine for him.

"You have no use for these classics you are looking for," Hong Ying said.

Yan Fanglin looked up at her.

Hong Ying said: "You are still in the middle stage of Qi refining. These techniques must be established before you can practice them."

His current body is like being breathed by the wind, and he can't hold any energy. He spends the same effort to practice, but can only achieve one-tenth of the effects of ordinary people at most. It's not that the original owner has never practiced, but he has practiced for many years.

He was just a newbie, so he just started making salted fish.

The Taoist couple is not a true Taoist couple, and they have no sex life. They spend all day doing nothing, so they probably have psychological problems.

If you spend time on spiritual practice every day, there will be no daydreaming about men.

"So I can only be a waste in this life?" Yan Fanglin asked.

It would be a pity to travel to the world of cultivating immortals and not become a master in heaven and earth.

"The most important thing for you right now is to clear your mind and nourish your energy." Hong Ying said.

He is raising it.

But this will last until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

I don't know if there is a faster way.

Yan Fanglin thought of the library.

Each sect has a library, which is used to store some teaching textbooks of the sect, similar to a school library. He plans to read through all the magic books in Qingzhu Peak.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he saw the male protagonist sitting in front of the window, studying a sword manual. He sat upright, worthy of a sharp sword. Sitting there, he looked like a sword that had not yet been sharpened.

Slightly exposed, the sword shines brightly.

The two looked at each other, and Yu Qingchi stood up immediately, coldly and respectfully: "Uncle Banquet Master."

Yan Fanglin clasped his hands behind his back, said "hmm" lightly, and walked in without saying much.

The library at Qingzhu Peak cannot be entered by ordinary people, but the male protagonist has special privileges. He is talented and smart. The things that his fellow disciples practice are no longer enough for him. He is just like a student who skipped a grade. Taoist priest Chaoshan allowed him to enter the library and practice.

Learn deeper exercises.

But as soon as he came in, Yu Qingchi went out.

Obviously trying to avoid him.

That's great, he also has peace of mind.

Yan Fanglin searched through them one by one. Except for those on the bookshelf, he also didn't miss a few boxes in the corner. There were seals on the boxes. Judging from the dust on the boxes, Yu Qingchi had probably never opened them.

The male protagonist who follows the rules will only watch what the master tells him to watch.

He patted the dust on it and opened the box, feeling a little excited.

Sure enough, there were some treasures inside. He took a quick look and found that they were all for those who could only practice cultivation at Nascent Soul or above. They didn't look like exclusive secrets. Compared with the ones on the bookshelf, they were just the difference between high school textbooks and college textbooks.

He opened another box and found that in addition to a few books, there were also many picture albums.

He flipped through it casually and felt his heart skip a beat.

This feeling seemed familiar. He remembered that when he was in the first year of junior high school, he went to his parents' room to look for something, and found a disc from the drawer. The girl on the cover was half-dressed, and he had the same feeling.

It turned out to be an erotic painting.

When he looked carefully, he saw that it was still a boy.

Damn it.

Are the ancient erotic paintings already so realistic? Is the pose on the cover too difficult, as the ancients were so good at it? Even after flipping through a few pictures, there is still a plot, and the protagonist is still a monk!

Excited. Excited.

He boasted that he was not a lecherous person, but he was also a voracious person. In this deserted room, when he met such a beautiful little pornographic man, he couldn't control his nature. He leaned towards the door and glanced at it.

Make sure Yu Qingchi has gone out.

No one would come up to this library except Yu Qingchi, but Yu Qingchi avoided him like a snake and a scorpion. Knowing that he was here, he probably wouldn't come in again.

He stroked his chest, suppressed his excitement, and sat down cross-legged.

This erotic comic strip is called "The Seduction of the Monk".

It is said that in a certain dynasty and in a certain year, there was an eminent monk with a Buddhist title, Liu Qing, who was extremely handsome. He was so handsome that when he went down the mountain to beg for alms, he was molested by his elder sister, who touched her hands while eating. Peeping

He took a bath, and the widow came to his door late at night. In short, there are all the routines of pornographic novels here.

However, Master Liuqing has a strong concentration and is not swayed at all. He has never broken the precepts.

Until one day in the temple, a beautiful young widow came to offer incense.

This little widow was the wife of an official family, her surname was Zhao. Her husband passed away just six months after her wedding. Mrs. Zhao devoted herself to being a widow. She wore black all the year round and practiced fasting and chanting Buddha. Everyone said that a woman like her would definitely be able to become a chastity memorial hall in the future.

It was such a shame that little widow Zhao came to offer incense, but she saw Master Liu Qing under the bodhi tree.

When Yan Fanglin saw this, he thought, Master Liu Qing would definitely fall in love with this woman at first sight.

As expected, the widow fell in love all of a sudden. After returning home, she did not think about food and tea, but fell into lovesickness. When she was dying, she said "Liuqing", "Liuqing" several times, and then she died.

At this time, all her "sexual love" was known to everyone, and she instantly changed from a chaste woman respected by everyone to a joke in the neighborhood.

Widow Zhao had a younger brother named Zhao Xuanmei, who was even more beautiful than his sister. Among the gay ladies, he was the most dissolute. He thought that his sister must have been seduced by a lewd monk when she ended up like this, so he decided to avenge his sister.

He found many beauties from Goulanwashe to seduce Liu Qing, intending to ruin his reputation and destroy his practice. Unexpectedly, all the beauties tried their best, but Liu Qing remained unmoved. Zhao Xuanmei was furious and planned to go into battle herself.

Oh my god, I love it so much.

As the name suggests, Zhao Xuanmei came dressed as a girl, and she was also a stunning one. Then she was like Monkey King's three dozen ribs, oh, no, white bones. He has dressed up as a prostitute, a virgin, a virgin, and a yellow flower girl. No matter what,

No matter how he seduced him, Master Liuqing maintained the calmness expected of an eminent monk without any disturbance.

The last seduction failed. Zhao Xuanmei angrily pulled off his hairpin in front of Master Liu Qing, wiped off the rouge and gouache, took off his skirt and embroidered shoes, exposed his manly body, and cursed Liu Qing.

Master Liuqing was neither angry nor responsive. He behaved like an eminent monk and silently turned the beads in his hand.

Zhao Xuanmei finished scolding and returned angrily. Little did he know that when Master Liu Qing fell asleep that night, he had his first erotic dream in his life.

In my spring dream, I see Jo Sunmi, who wears men’s clothes and curses.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Ahhhhhhhhhh.

Watch it well, like it, be passionate about it, and be unexpected!

He originally went for the Xiao Huang comic, but unexpectedly he was attracted by the plot instead.

What's next? What's next?

Then he flipped over and said, Damn, it’s over.

Only a line of beautiful small words was left: "If you want to know about the funeral, please read the breakdown in the next chapter."

Yan Fanglin hurriedly turned the box upside down without even turning to the next volume.

Poof, a mouthful of Lingxiao's blood.

Before he reached the second half of "Seducing the Monk", he found a lot of dragon-yang life guidance pamphlets and the like, as well as some male-male sex paintings with no plot, and two boxes of chrysanthemum moisturizing ointment.

…

Is this... the original owner's?

It can’t be from Taoist Chaoshan!

But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that he wants to read the second half of the volume!

This kind of drama with a plot is much more attractive than a simple pornographic comic. To him, who is used to seeing Mr. Cang, the spring picture on the cover is simply childish, but after reading the whole story, he can integrate it into the story.

Look, the Liu Qing Master and Zhao Xuanmei on this cover are enough for him to imagine a luxury cruise ship!

Yan Fanglin felt restless and restless. One hand was on the ground, and the other hand was about to unbutton two buttons of his shirt. Suddenly, he felt a figure coldly walking in front of him.

He looked up and saw Yu Qingchi looking at him with a slightly surprised expression.

Yan Fanglin was shocked, immediately grabbed a book and covered the picture album.
To be continued...