I’m Starting With A Holy Land Taoist, And You Want Me To Go The Waste Route? Chapter 215

After a moment of dizziness, he landed on a high platform.

Only when you enter it can you find that there is another world inside the attic, as vast and boundless as a world. The interior of the space is picturesque, and a group of colorful brilliance that never fades reflects the mountains, rivers and earth in a brilliant and colorful way, as if in a dream.

In the center of the high platform is a white jade pavilion with carved railings and painted buildings. Qi Yuan looked up and saw a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes leaning on the railing on the gooseneck chair in the pavilion, flipping through the book in her hand carelessly.

It is clearly an extremely lazy posture, but it still can’t cover up the extremely charming face and charming temperament.

The woman has light eyebrows, a straight nose, and a pair of slightly narrow and long phoenix eyes that seem to flow with all kinds of styles. The cloud-like black hair is casually scattered, half covering and half covering the plump and charming figure.

This enchanting beauty exuding a mature smell from head to toe is the youngest Mahayana master in Taixuan Holy Land, and also the master of Master Qi Yuan, Ling Yu.

At this moment, she is reading a book called “The Tyrant Immortal Lord Falls in Love with Me” with great interest, and she giggles from time to time.

Qi Yuan did not dare to neglect it, and walked quickly to the outside of the corridor pavilion, bowed to the graceful figure and greeted:

“Master Ling Yu.”

The woman glanced at Qi Yuan who bowed and saluted, and said casually:

“My little disciple, come and give me a shoulder massage.”

After that, she stretched out her slender fingers and pointed behind her.

Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was going to do, and quickly answered respectfully:

“I will obey the master’s order.”

Then, he walked quickly to the pavilion, stretched out his hand and put it on the woman’s shoulder, and began to massage gently. It was warm and soft, and the touch was very good.

A faint fragrance came into his mouth and nose. Qi Yuan lowered his head slightly and saw that the moon-white gauze skirt twisted into a thrilling arc. His heartbeat accelerated immediately, and he quickly retracted his gaze, not daring to stay any longer.

As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. The master in front of him is not only a tigress, but also a tigress in the late Mahayana realm. What’s more, he has offended her!

This made Ling Yu, the Grandmaster, notice something strange, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. He snorted:

“Little disciple, you are already a Taoist, how can you still be shy?”

“I, I dare not…”

Qi Yuan hurriedly shook his head to deny, and pinched harder.

“What are you afraid of!”

Ling Yu snorted coldly, his tone gradually colder, “The last novel was written very well, even I, the Grandmaster, almost lost my Taoist heart because of you, and it took me three years to recover.”

Hearing this, a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on Qi Yuan’s forehead.

In order to avoid the appearance of spies, all disciples entering the Taixuan Holy Land will undergo a background check, especially him, the disciple taught by the head of the sect, who encountered an investigation that was so detailed that it was outrageous.

All of Qi Yuan’s deeds before he joined the sect were turned upside down, including the fact that he wrote “The Secret Record of the Golden Bottle” to earn spirit stones.

Of course, this behavior is not an unforgivable sin, and not many people know about it.

In addition to the head of the sect, Heng Zhen, there are several senior members of the sect who are responsible for the investigation. Everyone just regards it as an interesting episode, and no one takes it seriously.

Until a certain master learned about this, he immediately summoned him over, not for the purpose of accountability, but to let him continue writing novels.

However, this master Ling Yu obviously has no interest in Spring and Autumn novels such as “The Secret Record of the Golden Bottle”, and only likes to read the domineering president Bai Yueguang.

In this way, Qi Yuan became the exclusive author of Master Ling Yu. Every day, after practicing, he had to endure the discomfort and write some brain-dead domineering president novels.

Evil things like [This spiritual field is contracted by me], [Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention]…

God has mercy on him. In his previous life, he hated this kind of sweet pet stories the most. Now he has to do it himself. This process can be regarded as another kind of mental torture.

There is also a female demon in the Mahayana realm who physically urges him to update from time to time. Who can stand this?

After being unable to bear it any longer, Qi Yuan decided to write an ultimate cruel story to break the female demon’s fantasy, and it would be best if she would never ask him to write a novel again.

I didn’t expect that I was too aggressive, and after seeing it, Master Lingyu immediately announced that he would go into seclusion…

While thinking, Qi Yuan quickly put on a flattering smile and explained innocently:

“Master Lingyu, you know that I have always been loyal to you and never dared to do anything beyond the limit.”

“The reason I wrote that content last time was purely to change your taste. If you are angry, I will revise it now!”

This kind of behavior of deliberately setting a trap for the master must not be admitted even if he is beaten to death, otherwise he will be accused of betraying the master and ancestors, which is a big deal!

Hearing this, Grandmaster Ling Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him with a smile:

“That’s right, what bad thoughts can my little disciple have?”

“Since you are so sensible, I will also reward you. Let’s do this. I have a Ten-Direction Illusion Talisman here. Everything in it is constructed according to the plot of your last novel.”

“As long as you can get through it, you will definitely experience the difficulties of love and your Tao heart will be greatly improved.”

While speaking, the corners of her lips curled up, and she took out a colorful talisman from her skirt sleeve with great interest.

“Ah?”

Qi Yuan’s heart jumped, and he instantly felt like crying but had no tears.

As an author, he knew too well what his last sadomasochistic novel was like. If he really went in to experience the experience of the male protagonist, he would definitely feel so sour and cool.

He could see that this female devil was looking for revenge.

Master Ling Yu was extremely talented and had amazing luck. She had already reached the late stage of Mahayana before she was nine thousand years old. She was known as one of the few people in this world who was most likely to become an immortal.

Such an amazing woman actually experienced the “distress of love” in her own book, which led to an unstable heart. You can imagine how crazy that sadomasochistic novel was…

More importantly, Master Ling Yu was also the world’s top master of talismans. The talismans she made were close to Taoism and had terrifying power, ensuring that the illusions inside were absolutely realistic and could make people feel like they were there.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan subconsciously put away his hands that were pinching his shoulders, and said with a sad face:

“Grandmaster, my disciple’s cultivation is still shallow, and I can’t stand the tossing.”

“Little disciple, you are not scared, are you?”

Grandmaster Ling Yu smiled as tempting as a peach, with a hint of consolation in his tone:

“How about this, as long as you write ten more novels like “The Tyrant Immortal Lord Falls in Love with Me”, I will let you go this time.”

“Ten?!”

Qi Yuan’s eyes widened immediately.

This female devil is not interested in wine, it turns out that she is waiting for her buddy here.

It’s disgusting to write one of this kind of brain-dead tyrant general’s article. If you write ten, I’m afraid my Taoism will collapse…

Looking at Qi Yuan’s constipated expression, the smile on Grandmaster Ling Yu’s face became more and more obvious.

“Okay!”

After pondering for a moment, Qi Yuan gritted his teeth and said:

“Disciple is willing to experience the Ten Directions Illusion Talisman!”

Hearing this, Grandmaster Ling Yu’s expression froze instantly, and his beautiful eyes were full of astonishment:

“Are you sure?”

But Qi Yuan smiled slightly and said seriously:

“Disciple is sure, but if disciple successfully passes through the illusion this time, Grandmaster, can you agree to two of disciple’s requests afterwards?”

Only now did he remember that he had the system-certified [Dao Xin Tong Ming] talent, and his Dao heart was as hard as iron. It was just a plot in a novel, so what was there to be afraid of?