I Evolved The Heavens

Chapter 264 Yang Yuhuan

“Brother Yang, you…”

Looking at Yang Yi, Ning Caichen was shocked, angry and ashamed, all kinds of complex emotions intertwined.

Some are exposed on the spot, there are also anger after being known the secret, and even more anger that the beloved woman is swept away by others.

This is his private kingdom, and the imperial concubine is his forbidden.

The other party suddenly ran in, isn’t this trying to compete with him for the ownership of the imperial concubine?

Yang Yi knelt down at the case table and smiled slightly: “Brother Ning, there is such a good place, it is too interesting for you to not tell me. Let’s enjoy the beauty of dancing and the sound of the piano. chat.”

Now that he has entered the painting world, he is not in a hurry to deal with the painting monsters.

Not to mention other things, Yang Yuhuan’s piano skills are indeed moving, reaching a very deep Realm.

Demon painting: Yang Yuhuan.

Age: 886 years old.

Cultivation Base: Early stage of the fetal state.

Skills: proficient in piano skills, proficient in dancing, and proficient in music theory.

Cultivation Technique: Jade Girl Heart Sutra.

Taoism: Jade Girl Sword, Beauty Yin, Yin & Yang Dual Cultivation, God Girl Dance Step.

Yang Yi was surprised that the noble concubine in this noble concubine night makeup picture turned out to be the famous Yang Yuhuan.

Wasn’t she hanged to death in Maweipo? How did she become the banshee in this painting, and also cultivation to the Cultivation Base of the early stage of the Taoist stage. This is a proper big demon outside, which can dominate one party. .

Yang Yuhuan’s Fuqin was something that the emperor could enjoy, and Yang Yi was not in a hurry.

Although this palace is full of strange fragrances, it is dry and irritating, it is no wonder that Ning Caichen is completely indulged in it and cannot extricate himself from it.

If he does not intervene in the work, at most four months, Ning Caichen must die.

Just like the original Liu Xin, skinny and skinny.

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.

Of course, with his current Cultivation Base and concentration, there is no problem staying awake.

Ning Caichen stared at Yang Yi bitterly, and saw that Yang Yi ignored him completely, but seemed indulged in singing and dancing. He was angry but could not vent, fearing that he would be abrupt.

So he had no choice but to kneel and sit down again, sulking and drinking.

Ding! Ding!

The sound of the piano is beautiful and intoxicating.

It’s just that from beginning to end, Yang Yi always kept a trace of clarity in the spiritual platform.

“Do you want to study?”

“Yes!”

boom! boom!

A stream of information emerged out of thin air, flooding Yang Yi’s mind.

It is as if he has become Yang Yuhuan incarnation, experiencing her hundreds of years of cultivation experience and comprehension.

Soon, he completely merged all his memories.

Yang Yi learned this Yin & Yang dual cultivation method secretly in the Heavenly Dragon World before, but compared with Yang Yuhuan’s, those dual cultivation methods are completely out of the same level.

Although the method of dual cultivation is good, if it is changed to picking yang to replenish yin, or picking yin to replenish yang, the effect will be even better.

It’s like catching up and fishing, and the harvest will definitely exceed the timed fishing.

Yang Yuhuan is a great demon of the Dao Tier Stage anyway, except for the monks of the same level, ordinary people like Ning Caichen, there is the right to let her Yin & Yang dual cultivation with you, and you didn’t discuss it.

Yang Yi’s eyes were clear, and he remained unaffected. Yang Yuhuan seemed to have noticed this too.

She looked forward to her beautiful eyes, with a shy smile at the corner of her mouth, and the sound of her piano slowly changed, from the sound of the piano like a mountain and flowing water to a depressive sound, like weeping.

The dancing postures of the dancers also became lingering.

Ning Caichen’s breathing became heavy immediately, blood surged all over his body, his eyes bulged, and he stared at Yang Yuhuan.

He puts his hands on the desk, giving people a feeling like a cheetah preying on food, ready to go.

Yang Yi remained unmoved, he meditated silently on the Jingxin Sutra, suppressing the instinctive impulse that originated in the blood.

This Yang Yuhuan’s piano skills have been superb and integrated into Taoism.

A strange color flashed in Yang Yuhuan’s eyes, she stopped playing the piano, walked to the hall and danced gracefully, like a peacock on the screen, and like a lotus flower blooming, with a deceptive magic power.

At the same time, she was singing poems in her mouth.

“Stay leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking very sad in the spring, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grassy smoke, who will be silent. If you are drunk, you are a song of wine, and strong music is still tasteless. The clothes are getting wider. I will never regret it, but I have made people haggard for Iraq.”

This is Liu Yong’s Dielianhua.

Although Yang Yuhuan was from the Tang Dynasty, most of the people who were able to enter the painting were cultural people, and naturally he also brought a variety of poems for later generations.

Her voice is clear and seductive, and it also carries a magical power that is straight to people’s minds.

Yang Yi’s heart became dignified. These are goddess dance steps and beauty chants, which are the most deceptive and make people fall into the endless illusion, unable to extricate themselves.

Fortunately, he had learned these two Taoisms secretly before, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he could stick to his heart.

Huh! Huh!

Ning Caichen panted violently, his eyes lost focus, and there was an intoxicating smile on his face.

Obviously, he was caught in the illusion.

At a certain moment, Ning Caichen exclaimed.

He was stretched straight, his head raised high, and then he lay down on the table like a soft-footed shrimp, and fell asleep.

A breath of pure Yang radiated from him, turned into a streamer of gauze, and sank into Yang Yuhuan’s nose.

Yang Yi was surprised. He previously thought that Yang Yuhuan was a way of inhaling people by collecting yang and replenishing yin.

But who knows it is so direct, and directly let people vent in the illusion.

Poor the men who were sucked dry by her, didn’t know that they cared about Yin from start to finish, maybe they didn’t even touch Yang Yuhuan’s hand.

After inhaling Ning Caichen’s pure Yang Qi, Yang Yuhuan stopped.

She waved her hand, and all the dancers stopped, and after Yingying’s salute, they retreated one after another.

Yang Yuhuan moved the lotus step lightly, walked to Yang Yi’s side and knelt down.

She kissed her lips and said in a very nice voice: “The son is so determined, and even Saburo couldn’t control the dance steps of the goddess and the beauty of the concubine back then.”

Yang Yuhuan’s voice is crisp and sweet, like a jade bead falling on a jade plate, very nice.

Mingren didn’t talk secretly, she knew that Yang Yi was a master of cultivating the Taoism. She had been in an invisible confrontation before, but she lost half of the chips because she used all the means without shaking the opponent’s will.

As the banshee in the painting, she is best at deceiving talents.

Yang Yi said indifferently: “The imperial concubine’s goddess dance steps and beauty chants are indeed unparalleled in the world. I can see it today, and I am also lucky for Sansheng. It’s just that Ning Caichen is my good friend, and I can’t leave it alone.”

Yang Yuhuan smiled brightly: “You are different from other people. There have been many monks and Taoists here before, and they opened their mouths to cast down demons and eliminate demons.

But in fact, I just want to put the concubine body as a plaything, doesn’t the son want it?

The outside world is chaotic and complicated.

Why don’t you stay here, stay and fly with your concubine, and be a pair of eternal happy gods. ”

As she said, she leaned on Yang Yi.

The soft and firm elasticity is squeezed out, with a seductive tangy fragrance, making people feel like falling among a hundred flowers.