This is what the book says—
Looking at the beautiful girl in tattered clothes, Li Xiuchen felt his blood rush down. She fell into the tub, her clothes soaking through, only to reveal her curvaceous figure. Li Xiuchen stared at the snowball on her chest, muttering to himself, "I can't see it," several times before picking her up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the tub, the thing under him fell right on the girl's lips. Feeling the fragrant breath, Li Xiuchen moved, and the girl's mouth rubbed against his body, as if kissing him.
When he saw this, Luo Jianqing was so disgusted that he almost ate his leftover food, but he also knew that the book "Seeking Immortality" was so vulgar and obscene.
The book says that Li Xiuchen still seems to have some humanity. Even though he was aroused by the unconscious beauty, he still did not take the opportunity to attack Yunxiang. Instead, he watched the almost naked Yunxiang masturbate and splashed the stuff on Yunxiang's body.
This time, although Luo Jianqing had no good feelings towards demon cultivators, he simply didn't want to see Li Xiuchen do something disgusting. And then, unbeknownst to Yunxiang, she actually thought Li Xiuchen was a good man who had saved her, so she gave him a way to contact her.
However, Luo Jianqing was a little skeptical: "...Li Xiuchen, will he really not attack the unconscious Yunxiang?"
No matter how Luo Jianqing thought about it, he felt that Li Xiuchen was not the kind of person who could remain calm in the face of temptation.
At this moment, the fight on the second floor of the inn was almost coming to an end. Yunxiang's clothes were almost torn to shreds by the resentment. She gasped for breath, narrowed her eyes in anger, and suddenly spat a mouthful of blood onto the blood-red bell.
Suddenly, the blood-red bell glowed with red light and began to shake even more violently.
Seeing that the resentment was about to be dispelled, Yunxiang also relaxed her guard. Luo Jianqing immediately took out the Frost Floating Sword from between his brows, intending to save Yunxiang. As expected, the resentment roared unwillingly, barely holding up the last bit of strength, and launched an attack on Yunxiang.
Luo Jianqing drew his sword and went forward, but before he left the tailor shop, he saw a golden light piercing through the black fog.
Luo Jianqing stopped in surprise.
A gentle, soft voice rang out softly, "Amitabha, the donor has liberated the resentful spirits and performed unparalleled merit. This soul-calling banner is truly too cruel. I will take it away. From now on, I will recite the Lotus Sutra for it for 9981 days, wishing that the countless wronged souls within it will soon be reborn."
Under the clear, peaceful blue sky, a young monk in a pale robe suddenly appeared on Yunxiang's windowsill, his hands clasped together, speaking quietly. He took the black spirit-calling banner, a gentle and tranquil smile on his elegant, fair face. Simply standing there was like a lotus flower caressing water, a spring breeze caressing one's face.
Yunxiang looked at the man in astonishment, and Luo Jianqing opened his eyes wide in surprise.
This monk is actually in the middle stage of Yuanying, seventy years old!
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