Ode to the Divine Goddess

"From the way you are dressed, you don't look like an ordinary caravan passing through." 

"If possible, I would like to know your itinerary!" 

Zhao Qi frowned, and did not relax his guard against the thin man who came from nowhere just because of the kind smile on his face. He held the gun tightly in one hand, ready to shoot at any time. 

"Well, my friend, we are not just ordinary merchants passing by!" 

The lean man looked at Zhao Qi for a while while speaking, then extended his hand and introduced: "I am He Yunchuan from the Bingzhou Pai Sect, and this is my uncle, the Drunken Immortal Sorcerer Chang Yun." 

Zhao Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he saw that the thin man called him "senior brother" was a sloppy old man with half white hair and beard, short stature, wearing a long robe, holding a large wine gourd in his hand, and pouring wine into his mouth full of rotten teeth. It was unknown how long he had not taken a bath. The robe on his body had lost its original color and turned black, full of dirt and mud. The whole body exuded a pungent and unpleasant sour smell. From the drunken state revealed in his indifferent eyes, it can be vaguely seen that he is a cynical person. 

"And this is my junior fellow apprentice, Zhao Changshan, the Mud Monkey!" 

Zhao Qi's eyes shifted slightly, glancing at the last person introduced by the skinny man. He greatly agreed with his name, not for any other reason, but because of his extremely ugly appearance. His two small eyes seemed to be embedded in his thin and withered face. He was hunched and skinny. At this moment, squatting on the horse's back, he really looked like a wild monkey in the mountains. 

Zhao Qiqiang suppressed the smile in his heart and said with a bow: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you, I am..." He was about to blurt out his real name, but suddenly remembered that he was in ancient times and he had to have an identity to communicate with others. So he rolled his eyes and remembered Yun Yun's name for him before, and hurriedly said: "My last name is Zhao, and I am the guard monk of Daxiongbao Temple!" 

As expected, Zhao Qi's nonsense was quite intimidating. In an instant, the thin man in the lead changed color. He waved his hand and said in return, "You are the venerable master of the Great Hero Temple. I am sorry for my rash words just now!" 

The drunken fairy wizard Chang Yun burped upon hearing what Zhao Qi said, and a hint of obscenity flashed through his seemingly muddle-headed eyes: "I didn't expect that little girl Yang Shenpan is so famous. As soon as the bell on Dingshenzhou was rung, even the great master of Daxiongbao Temple couldn't help himself. Is it because the master is too thirsty?" 

As he spoke, even the mud monkey Zhao Changshan beside him started laughing strangely, with a lot of lewdness in his smile. 

"I don't understand what you are saying!" Zhao Qi's heart couldn't help but jump when he heard the old drunkard mention the name of Yang Shenpan that haunted him. 

"Why, Your Excellency, aren't you going to Dingshenzhou to watch the festival like us?" Wu Changyun raised his head and took a sip of wine and said lazily. 

"Settle Shenzhou? Watch the sacrifice?" 

Zhao Qi frowned, not understanding the key point of the words, and asked quickly: "I have always stayed in the temple and have never been far away. This is my first time going out. Please tell me what happened in Dingshenzhou and what is the Guanjiu?" 

When Zhao Qi said this, the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment. They really couldn't understand why there would be someone in such a big world who didn't know about Ding Shenzhou's affairs. Could it be that he really only ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha in the temple as he said? 

For a moment, the three of them stared at Zhao Qi and speculated. In the vast mountain, apart from the howling wind and snow, there was no other sound. 

After a while, Zhao Qi broke the silence: "It's snowing hard in Wolong Mountain, so it's not convenient for us to talk here. Why don't you come with me to the temple to have a drink and talk? I wonder if you dare to accompany me!" 

When the thin man heard what Zhao Qi said, his eagle-like eyes suddenly shone with a terrifying light, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Okay! Since the Venerable has said this, I dare not refuse to accompany you!" 

****** 

"It was probably like this. A long time ago, during a time of turmoil, the orthodox warlords of the Shenzhou Continent raised their flags and started a melee, while the forces of good and evil attacked each other. The Central Plains Continent was in chaos, and the people were devastated. The people were displaced and their lives were in vain. The rule of the Daqing Dynasty fell into chaos..." 

In the small temple, the fire was bright. Zhao Qi, the skinny man and four others sat cross-legged around the charcoal fire, quietly listening to the sloppy old man's long story: "Just when the Shenzhou continent was about to fall apart and fall into endless chaos, a goddess appeared in the world!" 

"This woman's martial arts skills are simply shocking. After only a few months of being born, she has swept across the world and killed the leader of the righteous sect, Master Haoran, and the great master of the demon sect, Cangwu, one after another. She has taken control of the forces of both the righteous and demon sects that caused the catastrophe in China." 

The drunken fairy wizard Yun Chang raised his head and took a sip of wine, saying leisurely: "At that time, the Daqing Dynasty of Shenzhou Continent was still the orthodox, and the major warlords surrendered and reunited because their commanders were killed. The raging war that had raged on Shenzhou Continent for twenty years was suddenly wiped out in the palm of this goddess." 

"Although the flames of war have ceased, the disaster of war still exists. In order to maintain the eternal peace of the people of Shenzhou, the goddess Zhan Tai raised the banner in Ding Shenzhou and gathered the current leaders of the righteous and evil sects under her command, setting an iron law of Shenzhou that has continued to this day and cannot be shaken." 

"Do you know what this iron rule is?" 

The drunken fairy wizard Yun Chang burped, staring at Zhao Qi, who was eager to learn, with a somewhat mischievous look, and said vividly, "The iron rule of the world is that the bell of the world is struck every ten years, and the bell rings for seven days without stopping. When the bell rings, the slaughter begins. No matter whether it is the righteous or evil lineage or the people of Shenzhou, anyone who is entangled in sin can do whatever they want within these seven days. During this period, whatever they do, regardless of life or death, will not be held accountable for their sins. But after seven days, when the Shenzhou bell stops ringing, all killings on the Shenzhou homeland must stop. Those who violate the rules will be hunted down and their souls will be torn apart!" 

"How...how could there be such a ridiculous thing..." This kind of thing was so unbelievable that Zhao Qi was dumbfounded. When he thought of what Yang Shenpan had said before, that the bell for Ding Shenzhou had already rung, he was terrified and asked hurriedly: "Then now that the bell has rung, won't the world be in chaos within seven days..." 

"No, no, this bell sound is not that bell sound." 

But Zhao Changshan, the mud monkey who kept scratching his head, could not help but laugh and said, "The bell of Dingshenzhou rings once every ten years and strikes once a month. Don't you know that, Venerable?" 

"I have been practicing in the temple since I was young and have never stepped out of the mountain gate. I really don't understand this situation. Please tell me!" Zhao Qi was eager to learn, so he lied. 

"No wonder. You are the reigning venerable of the Mahavira Temple. You practice Buddhism all day and don't care about worldly affairs. It is natural that you don't know this." The thin man He Yunchuan nodded and signaled Ni Houer to continue. 

"Haha, it seems you really don't know." 

The mud monkey Zhao Changshan cracked his crooked mouth and laughed strangely: "This bell of birth is the bell of determination of desire. When the bell rings, the taboo will be lifted. At that time, the master of the Shenzhou Grand Hall will issue an imperial edict to the branch halls in various parts of Shenzhou. Any woman on the Shenzhou continent, no matter who she is or what her status is, must rush to the place where the edict is issued within a limited time to accept baptism by the temple believers as long as she receives the imperial edict." 

"baptism?" 

Seeing that Zhao Qi didn't seem to understand the meaning, the Drunken Immortal laughed and said, "To put it simply, you have to lift up your buttocks to be fucked. Those who are summoned by the imperial edict will be fucked and played with by the authorities and other followers in the temple for three days." 

"This... is too outrageous!" Zhao Qi was speechless when he heard such shocking words. 

"Don't be alarmed, venerable. Uncle Wine Immortal is exaggerating." 

Seeing Zhao Qi's shocked expression, He Yunchuan waved his hands and explained: "The purpose of the long bell ringing every ten years is to eliminate and release the accumulated killing in the world, and the purpose of the bell ringing once a month is to relieve the desire for power and sex in the world. Your Excellency, just imagine, if the killing desire and lust in the world are released regularly and swept away, will there still be the so-called war in the chaotic world?" 

"So that's how it is. But this iron law of Shenzhou is too absurd. Isn't there anyone who will resist this?" Zhao Qi swallowed his saliva with his Adam's apple moving, trying to digest the shocking words of several people. 

"Yes, there were, but the rebels were all wiped out by the horrific methods used by that bitch Zhan Tai!" 

Clay monkey Zhao Changshan said excitedly, "What's more, in order to eliminate the disaster and let this iron rule continue, the goddess Zhan Tai was willing to lower her status and let people play with her big tits and buttocks for three years until the next goddess was born." 

"Three years, that's three years, that goddess Zhan Tai actually lowered herself to let people do it for three years." Ni Houer said with saliva dripping from his mouth, his eyes shining with longing, "I remember that in the temple of Dingshenzhou, there is a secret image of goddess Zhan Tai in those days. It is said that this goddess Zhan Tai was born extremely beautiful, and from a distance she looked like a fairy. Her appearance, figure, and hips are simply enough to make people who have tasted her feel like heaven and death." As he said this, he actually thought of the beautiful fairy Zhan Tai in the fantasy world, kneeling under the man's crotch with her hips raised, sucking the man's eggs, and he couldn't help but get hard in his pants. 

He Yunchuan smiled and shook his head and said to Zhao Qi: "When the goddess is mentioned, this monkey starts to behave wildly again. Please don't be offended, Mr. Zhao." 

Zhao Qi, however, didn't care at all and asked, "What happened next? Was the Shenzhou Continent finally stable?" 

He Yunchuan sighed and said, "Of course it has settled down. However, the goddess Zhan Tai saw that the world had settled down, so she suddenly disappeared three years later. I think she must have been tired of the efforts of the world." 

"What about the temple? After the goddess retired, did this continue?" Zhao Qi asked. 

"Yes, after the goddess Zhan Tai retired, the iron law of Shenzhou has continued to this day. Thanks to this iron law, the orthodox dynasty of Daqing has been stable for four hundred years." 

He Yunchuan said with a sigh: "The iron rule has continued to this day. The successive popes of the Daqing Dynasty have implemented it as scheduled, and there have been no mistakes. The world is peaceful and prosperous, but I don't know why the bell that stabilizes the state of Shenzhou has not been rung for half a century. Now it can be seen that chaos is everywhere." 

"Fuck him, it's all because of that old man in the temple who still has a heart of Taoism, and he said something like "the disaster will not affect the common people, and the heart of Taoism can sympathize with the world". He actually ignored everyone's opposition and insisted on stopping the iron rule that has been in place in Shenzhou for four hundred years." 

The mud monkey spat and said angrily: "This old man Shennian has extremely strong selfish desires. He and his group of Dong people secretly hide in the temple to fuck Yang Shenpan's tender pussy. He also makes us have no place to vent our anger for no reason. We have fought hard for the temple for so many years, but we haven't even had a good pussy. Now that war is about to break out, old man Nian Cang can't suppress it anymore, and his own kingdom is in danger, so he hit the Dingshen Bell for the first time in history." 

"That little girl He Shenpan is very famous. It is said that when the bell rang, all the famous elders and demons stopped fighting and rushed to Dingshenzhou from all directions. I think they have been waiting for too long and want to taste the charm of the goddess." 

The mud monkey swallowed his saliva and smiled slyly: "I heard that the girl of Yangshenpan is a peerless beauty, with big breasts and a round buttocks, and a well-proportioned figure. This girl has been extremely cruel in the past few years since she succeeded the goddess, and has killed many disciples of the righteous and the evil. This time the temple rings the bell to calm the spirit, I'm afraid she will have to stick out her round buttocks and get fucked every night for a few days." 

As he was talking, the drunken fairy wizard Yun Chang raised his head and drank the wine in the gourd in one gulp. He raised the broken middle finger on his right hand, bit his rotten back teeth tightly and said fiercely: "The three of us brothers have come from afar, this time we are going to that little bitch Yang Shenpan. Back then, I just raped a whore and flirted with her for a few words, and this bitch cut off one of my fingers when we didn't agree. If we have the opportunity to enter the temple this time, we will definitely get back everything we lost from her." 

"Yang Shenpan is so powerful, yet he can be toyed with at will!" Zhao Qi was shocked when he heard this and couldn't help but exclaimed. 

"Haha, it's powerful, but how can it be greater than the orthodox temple of the Daqing Dynasty? All the old man needs to do is hook his finger and he will still have to lift his buttocks and let him do it." 

The mud monkey frowned at Zhao Qi, smiled, and said rather obscenely: "It is said that the old man Shen Nian has an only son, who is fat and ugly. He relies on his status as the legitimate son to lead a group of people to bully men and women in the temple, and acts tyrannically. The little girl Yang Shenpan's natural little pussy is probably fucked by this group of people every day." 

"These people in the temple are so bold. Yang Shenpan is the successor goddess!" 

Zhao Qi was shocked to hear that Fairy Juechen, who in his mind was not tainted with a trace of worldly affairs, was forced to have sex all day long. He felt a pain in his heart and could not help but ask, "Brother Zhao, did you see this with your own eyes, or did you hear it from others?" 

"What a joke! Everyone knows about that little girl's romantic affairs. Why do I need to see them with my own eyes?" 

Seeing that Zhao Qi didn't believe him, Zhao Changshan, the mud monkey, rolled on the ground like a monkey, jumped up from the ground, pointed at the thin man He Yunchuan and said angrily: "Your Excellency of Daxiong Bao Temple, I, the mud monkey, you can't trust me, but my senior brother He Yunchuan will never lie to you, right? Our Paijiao's guardian, Master Fa Huai, had the honor of working under that bastard boy "Xiao De Zhenjun". That day, he summoned him and entered the temple for his dispatch, but I saw with my own eyes that the beautiful goddess Yang Shenpan, who was as beautiful as a fairy, let several fat men press her hips on the ground and fuck her in front of everyone, "Pa Pa Pa Pa" and her big tits were shaken up by the fucking, that taste... that refreshing... Tsk tsk..." The mud monkey was beaming with joy, and he said vividly, and he actually bent over and raised his hips, imitating the old man's action of pushing the cart perfectly. 

Zhao Qiting was so angry that his knuckles turned white while holding the gun. He immediately glanced at He Yunchuan beside him. 

Facing Zhao Qi's eagle eyes, He Yunchuan shuddered for no reason and had a terrifying thought, "Does this great lord want to kill us?" 

When he thought of the various interests between Daxiongbao Temple and Dingzhou Temple and the various terrifying methods possessed by the monk hidden in the dungeon, he shuddered in his heart: "Whether it is a beating or a slash on the back, we in the Paijiao cannot afford to offend this man. The speaker is innocent, but the listener is interested. Don't offend this man and lose your life for nothing." 

He was afraid that the monkey would offend him again, so he quickly shook his head and waved his hands and said with a smile: "Zhao Zun is a transcendental master, so please stop talking nonsense. No matter what Senior Brother Ding Huai saw that day, you and I are not allowed to speak rashly in front of the master." 

Although He Yunchuan's words seemed like a reprimand, they confirmed the fact that Yang Shenpan was being fucked at will in the temple. Zhao Qi instantly lost his murderous aura like a deflated ball, still muttering to himself with some reluctance: "That's not right, with her temperament and status..." 

"Haha, Master Zhao is probably thinking too much during his practice. No matter how good the girl's temperament is or how noble her status is, what does it matter? The goddess Zhan Tai, who played with the entire Shenzhou continent in her hands, voluntarily let that group of people deflower her and make her pregnant, let alone her?" 

The drunken fairy wizard Yun Chang was completely unaware of Zhao Qi's abnormality. He touched his long black and wrinkled beard and said with great pride: "Besides, aren't all the goddesses of the past used for sex? It's just that the old god of God Nian only cared about enjoying the good hole himself, and was reluctant to share it with everyone. In my opinion, this so-called goddess is not a goddess, she is just a whore after taking off her clothes, and she can be fucked by thousands of people... It's a pity that I have fought for my whole life but didn't get it. If I have the chance, I will definitely learn from the little girl's famous and tender hole, so that she can know what the paradise on earth is." 

As he spoke, he and the intoxicated mud monkey Zhao Changshan laughed out loud with their heads raised. The obscene laughter filled the entire ruined temple... 

****** 

Hard, not just hard, but painfully hard. 

When Zhao Qi thought of the scene in his mind of the Fairy Juechen sticking her hips out and being fucked hard all night, with her tender red pussy filled with the man's semen, he felt annoyed for no reason. He couldn't help but stand up and violently thrust into the swollen and tender pussy of Yun Yun lying under him. 

"Uh-huh..." 

Although Yun Yun's power was mostly sucked away by Zhao Qi last night, and she was abused by Hei Laowu with enema all night, although she was sick at the moment, she still had that graceful and delicate beauty all over her body. 

But she frowned her beautiful eyebrows, closed her eyes tightly, bit her slightly cracked red lips due to dehydration, and endured the fierce attacks on her buttocks and tender vagina launched by the man behind her. 

"Don't you want to kill me? Come on, come on." 

Zhao Qi roared as loudly as he could, like a beast in heat, with red eyes, using his tall body to press down on Yun Yun's delicate body, moving wildly and recklessly, venting his desire to devour people. 

He had just heard what the three Paijiao brothers had said about the goddess, and he seemed to have gone mad. As soon as he said goodbye to the three, he beat away Hei Laowu, who had been working hard on Yun Yun all night and was still sleeping soundly, and could not wait to ravage the beautiful girl in front of him again and again. 

Zhao Qi seemed to have infinite energy at this moment. His thick and long penis was rapidly moving in and out of Yun Yun's flooded tender vagina, "puff", "puff", and the whole penis was inserted and then completely pulled out, as if he wanted to pierce Yun Yun's tender and smooth cavity. 

"Do you feel good? Come on, show me your pistil, and let me fuck you hard." 

Zhao Qi kept thrusting in and out of his lower abdomen, and his powerful hands firmly grasped Yun Yun's two soft and beautiful feet. His hot fingers pressed the softest and tenderest part of Yun Yun's feet, and he rubbed them fiercely while thrusting. It seemed that Yun Yun's two smart and delicate feet had infinite magic that attracted him. 

In a moment, Zhao Qi felt a huge suction force coming out of the tender cavity of the charming body under him, pulling the glans penis into an increasingly tender place. This intense pleasure was unprecedented, it came suddenly and very fast, even if Zhao Qi tried his best to hold his abdomen and hold his penis in and restrain himself, he could not help but feel the strong pleasure. The glans penis in the tender cavity seemed to be tightly bitten by a softer and more tender little mouth, as if it would not stop until all the essence of the body was sucked out. 

"Fuck, this pussy feels so good..." Zhao Qi cursed in a frenzy, and then he no longer restrained himself, hugged Yun Yun's hot buttocks tightly and ejaculated violently. 

Zhao Qishuang's ejaculation continued, and the milky white hot semen kept spurting into Yun Yun's slippery and tender vagina. Yun Yun's tight vagina couldn't hold it, and it spurted out with every thrust of Zhao Qi, flowing down the tender white thighs and all over the floor. 

Zhao Qi's ejaculation lasted for dozens of seconds. When he had emptied all the semen in his sac, he could not help but feel tired and unable to hold on, and his legs became weak. 

"I just couldn't control myself and ejaculated inside her..." Zhao Qi looked at the semen that kept pouring out of the tender vagina of the beauty in his arms, and for no reason he was enveloped by a huge sense of satisfaction and happiness. Now he knew why Hei Lao Er's gang wanted to taste the tender vagina of a beauty even at the risk of being killed. The saying "beauty in the moment, enjoy it" was really true. It turned out that the taste of simply inserting the vagina to have fun was also so wonderful! 

Zhao Qi was so relaxed, his eyes closed and he felt refreshed, but suddenly his heart moved again, and he felt a strange sense of comfort inexplicably: "Just cumming inside Yun Yun is so refreshing, then those guys who cum inside Yang Shenpan's little pussy every night must be enjoying themselves to death every day..." 

Zhao Qi suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. His half-soft penis, which had been inserted into Yun Yun's delicate petals and had not yet been pulled out, suddenly became hard again. 

"No wonder that old man Shen Nian went to that stupid Shenzhou Iron Law. If I could fuck that little girl's pussy every night like them, I wouldn't want to be the emperor even if I were given ten." 

An evil thought without warning rippled in Zhao Qi's heart, but before the thought lasted long, he immediately woke up, "How could I become like this... In my heart, Shen Pan is a holy fairy who is not tainted by the mundane world. I think some things are done against my will. Even if she plays group sex with others in the temple every night, it can't change her supreme position in my heart..." 

As Zhao Qi thought about it, his mind suddenly drifted away. He couldn't help but think of the erotic scene described by the mud monkey Zhao Changshan... 

In the sacred and solemn hall, the goddess Yang Shenpan, in front of a crowd of people, had no intention of resisting at all. She was grabbed, thrown and kneaded by a few obscene fat men, who rubbed her soft and white big breasts and shook her holy and beautiful legs. A few disgusting and stinky men thrust their dirty penises into her perky buttocks one after another, thrusting forward... 

Sprint… 

Even internal ejaculation... 

Overflowing with cum... 

The picture in his imagination was too beautiful... Zhao Qi couldn't even look at it... 

"Goddess...holy...fucking...cumming inside...?" 

It was as if the most beautiful thing in Zhao Qi's heart was shattered all of a sudden. Zhao Qi muttered to himself. Under the crazy imagination of evil thoughts, he kept speeding up, thrusting his lower abdomen and once again shooting a large amount of hot semen into Yun Yun's small and tender hole, which was even thicker than before. 

He flipped Yun Yun over and wanted to kiss her passionately, but he didn't expect to see a pale face. Looking at Yun Yun's lips that had been dry and cracked, Zhao Qi couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt: "Damn it, what's wrong with me? I actually bullied a woman." 

Zhao Qi's strong arms turned Yun Yun's plump body over, hugged her tightly, and used his body temperature to warm the almost cold body in his arms. 

Suddenly, Zhao Qi felt a warm sensation in his chest, but Yun Yun's dead eyes had a glimmer of light in them. "I gave you everything I had. No matter what, now that you have everything, please agree to one of my requests. When you've had enough of me, just kill me and leave my body here. You don't need to bury it!" 

Zhao Qi was still a modern man from the 21st century. Even though he had experienced life and death, he was not so cruel. Hearing that the Fairy Juechen, who had just been in harmony with him, suddenly said such a thing, Zhao Qi felt a sharp pain in his heart. He could not help but gently stroke the delicate face of Yun Yun in his arms and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I hurt you, please forgive me!" 

Zhao Qi said sincerely: "Of course it doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, but you have to remember one thing, you are my woman now, you are not qualified to choose death!" 

"You will die!" Yun Yun looked at Zhao Qi's resolute facial features, and the corners of her pretty mouth slightly raised. 

"Yes, I will die, but I am not afraid." Zhao Qi laughed up to the sky and hugged Yun Yun tightly. His heroic voice shook the four directions: "As long as I am here, you are here!" 

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, another half month has passed, and in the blink of an eye, the rain and snow have melted and spring has begun. 

Zhao Qihei and his party traveled through the snow-covered Wolong Mountain for more than ten days, and finally found the only critical point leading to Dingshenzhou at a narrow mountain pass among the rocks. 

"Have we finally reached the land? I really don't want to stay in this damn place for another day." 

Zhao Qi looked at the three large red characters "Ding Shenzhou" carved on a huge rock in the distance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he finally let out a sigh of relief. 

The terrain of Wolong Mountain was extremely dangerous, and the snow and wind had been blowing continuously for the past ten days, making it extremely cold. Judging from the thin clothes Zhao Qi was wearing at the moment, if it weren't for Yun Yun's pure internal energy to protect him, he would have been frozen into an ice stick in a short time. 

"Little girl, we are out of this land now. Once we enter the city, we won't have to endure the pain of the wind anymore." 

Zhao Qi reached out his hand and touched the soft, white and rosy face of the beautiful woman sleeping in his arms. He pressed her cheek against his arm and hugged her into his strong chest. A rare hint of love and pity appeared in his cold eyes. 

It seemed that after the intense intercourse with Yun Yun that day, Zhao Qidu had a strong feeling of love for her. In the following time, Zhao Qidu protected Yun Yun's charming body in his arms and did not let the lustful Hei Laowu have too many opportunities to touch Yun Yun. 

In order to relieve the pain of Yun Yun's serious injuries, Zhao Qi would feed Yun Yun some residual drugs at a fixed time every day, and then have fierce intercourse with Yun Yun, which not only gave him great satisfaction physically and mentally, but also made Yun Yun endure the pain attacks again and again. 

During this process, Yun Yun did it intentionally or unintentionally, but every time she and Zhao Qi had sex, she would actively offer the most delicate flower heart of her vagina for Zhao Qi to pick. 

But as a slave, Hei Laowu was not as lucky as Zhao Qi. Although Zhao Qi occasionally let him ejaculate inside Yun Yun's tender little hole to taste the freshness, the enjoyment was limited to ejaculation inside. No matter how crazy and how much Hei Laowu begged, Zhao Qi would not let Hei Laowu make more excessive requests besides penetration and ejaculation inside. 

"What are you doing standing here like an idiot? Go find some wild game to eat. Let's pack up and get into the city before dark." 

Zhao Qi raised his foot and kicked the idiot Hei Laowu who was staring at Yun Yun's white and tender legs and grinning foolishly, causing him to stagger. 

"Okay, Master, I'll go right away, right away..." 

Hei Laowu didn't dare to disobey Zhao Qi in the slightest. He had experienced all of Zhao Qi's methods in the past few days. If he was a little slow in following his orders, he would be punished mercilessly by Zhao Qi. For example, he was asked to do 100 push-ups or masturbate 20 times a day. After all these punishments, even though Hei Laowu was strong, he couldn't help but feel weak. Seeing that Zhao Qi was about to attack again, Hei Laowu nodded and bowed and left. 

At this moment, a loud eagle cry reached Zhao Qi's ears. 

Hei Laowu couldn't help but stop and look up at the sky, muttering to himself: "Sky Eagle..." 

"Why is this annoying bird and beast here again?" Zhao Qi frowned, and without saying anything more, he raised his gun to his shoulder and shot at the black-feathered eagle that was circling and chirping above his head. 

Zhao Qi's spearmanship was extremely accurate. With a "bang" sound of a gunshot, a huge black eagle suddenly flipped over and fell twenty meters above his head. 

"Master, I'll go pick it up. This big bird is perfect for eating with rice." Seeing Zhao Qi display his magical powers again, Hei Laowu clapped his hands in excitement and immediately ran down the mountain to pick it up. 

"Heisi, come back!" Zhao Qi stopped Hei Laowu who was about to go down the mountain to pick up the eagle and said, "We can't stay here for long, let's go!" 

Zhao Qi had a vague sense of foreboding. Before this, he had shot and killed two birds in the sky. They were all rare eagles with long black wings and feathers, the "mountain eagle". This kind of eagle is extremely hard to find and will not easily appear in winter. Zhao Qi had only seen it a few times in the information in the 21st century, but he didn't expect to see it three times in a row here. 

"Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier. I once heard from my instructor that eagles like mountain eagles can be tamed and used for reconnaissance!" 

Zhao Qi didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly urged Hei Laowu to change his line. However, before he could move, a voice sounded beside his ear: "Since you are here, don't leave!" 

The voice sounded dull and muffled, like a thunderclap that suddenly exploded in Zhao Qi's ears. 

"Hayes, you ride first!" 

Zhao Qi was well aware of the amazing powers of people in this era, and he did not dare to underestimate them just because he had a gun in his hand. He was about to throw Yun Yun in his arms to Hei Laowu and let him take her away first, but Yun Yun suddenly stretched out her two white and tender arms to grab Zhao Qi's neck, and whispered softly in Zhao Qi's ear: "If you want to abandon me, you might as well kill me now!" 

Zhao Qi's heart moved, and he turned his head to look, only to see that Yun Yun in his arms had opened her eyes without her noticing, and her beautiful eyes had already shone with a hint of determination. 

"Okay, let's die together." 

Zhao Qi reached out and gently stroked Yun Yun's delicate face, and immediately tightened the suspenders around Yun Yun's chest. 

Yun Yun seemed to know what Zhao Qi wanted to do, and did not interrupt Zhao Qi's action. Instead, she buried her face in Zhao Qi's chest very obediently, gently closed her eyes, and her soft jade-like hands passed under Zhao Qi's side and tightly hugged Zhao Qi's waist. 

At this moment, Zhao Qi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, "She trusts me, she trusts me without reservation!" 

Zhao Qi seemed to have made a decision in his heart, "No matter how she treats me in the future, I will protect her forever." 

Zhao Qi was filled with great pride and joy. He raised his freed hands in a standard posture to prepare for any possible attack. 

But he saw a dozen figures appearing in the distance, surrounding him from all directions. 

Zhao Qi looked intently and saw the leader was tall and had red hair. He was wearing a long red robe and looked very majestic, but his face was covered with long scars, as if he had been slashed by a knife or an axe, which was quite hideous. 

The man walked slowly towards him with his hands behind his back, as if he had no concerns at all that Zhao Qi would break through the encirclement and slip away from his grasp. 

"Well, as a disciple of the Divine Religion, he actually betrayed his religion and joined the enemy. It seems that the Black Wind Hall has no need to exist!" 

The scarred man glanced at Hei Laowu who was still in a daze, and stabbed Zhao Qi with a sharp gaze: "You are quite courageous. You dare to intercept my people. Do you want to have a taste of our methods?" 

As he said this, he burst into laughter: "Now, I will give you two choices!" 

"First...…" 

Before the scarred-faced man in the red robe finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of air breaking, and the air wave on the red-robed man's chest suddenly exploded in a vortex shape, and a blood hole the size of a finger was blown out on his chest for no reason. 

"How...how could it be...my body protection magic..." The scarred man in the red robe looked at Zhao Qi holding the gun with an unconfident look on his face, and reached out to touch the transparent hole in his chest where blood was gushing out. His body suddenly exploded into pieces, and blood was scattered all over the sky. 

In an instant, the group of people who had wanted to attack Zhao Qi in groups fled in all directions, howling as if they had seen a ghost. 

Facing a powerful enemy, Zhao Qi would not give him any chance. Seeing that he was distracted by talking, he grabbed the gun on his shoulder and shot. Seeing that the enemy leader was knocked down by his gun, he thought with a sigh in his heart, "No matter how good your martial arts are, they can't be faster than bullets. This saying is really true." 

But he couldn't understand why, after just one shot, the man in front of him was like being hit by a mortar, and his body broke into several pieces and scattered in all directions. 

"You managed to pierce through a master of profound arts in just one move. Young man, your technique is not simple!" 

"Who!" Zhao Qi's eyebrows jumped, and with a sharp glance, he spotted the gray-robed old man standing not far away and talking. He made a prompt decision and pulled the trigger again with a "bang". 

"Puff puff puff puff puff" a series of air explosions were heard one after another, and eight air vortices that were even larger than the one that appeared on the chest of the scarred man in the red robe appeared out of thin air in front of the gray-robed old man. These eight huge air vortices appeared at the same time, and their hollow parts were facing each other in the air, as if they were connected in a straight line. However, the gray-robed old man suddenly dodged at the critical moment and miraculously avoided Zhao Qi's accurate shot. 

Now from the remaining gas image in the air, it can be clearly seen that Zhao Qi's bullets seemed to be traveling in a straight line in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye, piercing through eight white gas walls floating in the air. 

"Who on earth is this person? How can he be faster than the gun in my hand?" 

Zhao Qi was shocked. You know, this German-made G22 rifle can penetrate a reinforced concrete wall at short range. The gray-robed old man in front of him could not be described as a "monster" at all. 

"How dare you, young man, attack me?" 

The grey-robed old man flicked his sleeves, and his aura surged like two green dragons rushing up into the sky. Zhao Qi instantly felt himself being oppressed by an invisible wall of air, unable to move, and even having difficulty breathing. 

Just when Zhao Qi was about to use all his strength to fire the second shot, his aura suddenly relaxed. It was the grey-robed old man who took the initiative to restrain his fierce energy and said with a laugh: "May I ask where this young friend learned his skills from? You should know that just based on your skill just now, you are qualified to be an elder in my temple." 

Zhao Qi saw that the other party had no intention of embarrassing him, so he took back his gun. However, the surprise just now had not yet disappeared, so he could only reply in a hoarse voice with a somewhat stiff voice: "My friend, I don't deserve it. I am the guard monk of Daxiongbao Temple. Your skills are really amazing." 

As expected, the Daxiong Temple's reputation was strong enough. The gray-robed old man's eyebrows jumped, revealing a bit of surprise: "I was wondering who was so young and could break my eight-fold profound skills with a wave of his hand, but it turned out to be the direct descendant monk of the Great Buddha of Discipline." 

The grey-robed old man bowed respectfully to Zhao Qi and said, "I am Cang Wu, the right attendant of the temple. I dare not ask for your Dharma name." 

Zhao Qi couldn't think of a name for a while, so he just made it up: "With the master's permission, I just left the temple not long ago, and I don't have a Buddhist name yet." 

Seeing Zhao Qi's hesitation, the grey-robed old man did not blame him, but looked at Zhao Qi carefully for a while, nodded and said: "If you have been in the world for a long time, I think you should grow your hair and beard like me." 

He laughed loudly and said, "Your Excellency is being too polite. Why didn't you inform the temple of your birth? This would allow me and my group to do our duty as hosts." 

"Come, come, come, venerable, please come back to the temple with me. The old temple master has not seen your master for many years and misses him very much!" The gray-robed old man Cang Wu walked up to Zhao Qi and invited him warmly. 

"Hey, sir, who is this woman?" 

It seemed that Cang Wu had just noticed Yun Yun in Zhao Qi's arms at this moment. 

"Old senior, aren't you and that group of people from the Divine Cult here to hunt me down?" Zhao Qi asked when he saw that Cang Wu's words and actions were not what he wanted. 

"Hmph, what a shitty divine religion, it's just a sect of the devil." 

Cang Wu glanced at the scattered corpse on the ground, snorted heavily, and said with disdain: "Your Excellency, you misunderstood. I was on my way back to the temple and just happened to pass by here. I just saw this group of people hiding here and making such a big scene and wanted to watch the fun. I didn't expect this group of ignorant guys to want to disrespect you." 

"What an eyesore." Cang Wu waved his hand and the corpse of the red-robed man on the ground, which had been tragically shattered into pieces, seemed to be crushed by a huge force and instantly melted into the ground like mud mixed with blood. 

"Let's go, sir, let's go back to Ding Shenzhou with me." 

Without waiting for Zhao Qi to say anything more, Cang Wu enthusiastically pulled Zhao Qi away. 

****** 

The streets of Baiyu City, paved with broken bluestone, were bustling with people, with martial artists coming from all over the country to Dingshenzhou to watch the festival. Among them were some speculative vendors pushing carts and hawking their wares along the streets. 

Two carriages with gorgeous canopies were speeding along the official road. Passers-by looked up and saw the speeding carriages, and were so frightened that they hurriedly tried to avoid them. Some passers-by who were unable to dodge were hit by the carriages and staggered. They looked up and were about to curse, but suddenly saw the huge "Zhao De" characters carved with flying dragons and phoenixes on the carriages. They bit their tongues and dared not say a word. When the carriages went far away, they patted their chests and were glad that they had not caused any trouble. 

"So the sacrifice ceremony for Ding Shenzhou hasn't started yet." A flat-headed man with a firm facial contour in the carriage seemed to be relieved. 

"Yes, it will take some time to prepare the ceremony. After all, it is not possible for so many martial artists from both the northern and southern sects to arrive at once." 

The person who answered the flat-headed man was an old man in a gray robe. He was over sixty years old, with half white hair and beard. From his bulging temples, it could be seen that he was a master with extremely profound inner strength attainments. 

The grey-robed old man and the young man looked into each other's eyes but remained silent, both of them lost in thought as they thought about their own affairs. 

The two people talking in the carriage were Zhao Qi and Cang Wu, the right attendant of the temple. Seven days had passed since they set out from Guanzhou. During these seven days, the living environment had greatly improved. It was no longer as bad as the mountain with bad wind and water. Zhao Qi, while enjoying the comfortable life in the carriage, would hug Yun Yun's hips and fuck her every night before falling asleep. During this period, the relationship between the two seemed to have some subtle changes. Yun Yun was no longer as indifferent to sex as before. Every time she was fucked to orgasm by Zhao Qi's big dick, she would actually open her mouth uncontrollably. She cursed Zhao Qi in a low voice: "little lewd monk", and Zhao Qi enjoyed it very much. Every night when Yun Yun was blushing and panting and cursing, Zhao Qi would stick out his tongue and forcefully kiss her, and shoot his load into her tender hole. He really enjoyed all the pleasures of the world. And this old man Cang Wu would come to Zhao Qi to chat from time to time, and would ask Zhao Qi intentionally or unintentionally whether the Great Buddha of Discipline supported the temple to raise the bell. Zhao Qi was not a disciple of the Treasure Temple, so he did not know the true meaning of Cang Wu's words, and could only vaguely pass the test when it was difficult to answer. 

"Senior, I heard that the goddess Yang Shenpan will also be present at this grand ceremony of the temple. I wonder if it is true or not." 

After a long while, Zhao Qifa asked, breaking the silence in the car. 

"Yang Shen Pan?" 

Cang Wu heard Zhao Qi's words as if he had seen something rare and precious. A gleam of light flashed in his seemingly cloudy eyes. He stared at Zhao Qi and laughed, "That's right. I heard from the young master that this girl's figure has become more and more beautiful in the past two years. When I return, I will definitely have to personally inspect the goods." 

"How...how do you want to test it?" Zhao Qi's throat felt dry after hearing this, and he asked in a hoarse voice. 

"Have you seen her? How is she? Is she pretty?" The Taoist Cang Wu had a very experienced look and knew what Zhao Qi was thinking just by looking at his face. 

"Yes, I have seen her. This goddess does have an extraordinary temperament." Zhao Qi swallowed hard and said. 

"Hehe, it's more than just extraordinary." Cang Wu proudly raised his long white eyebrows and said: "Venerable, then do you know what the greatest advantage of that girl is?" 

"You are very good at martial arts." Zhao Qi suppressed the desire in his heart and replied slowly. 

"That girl is good at martial arts, but her merits are far greater than that." 

Cang Wu was like an intelligent person, he saw through what Zhao Qi was thinking, he stretched out his hand to brush his long white beard, and said with a smile: "The wonderful thing that I am looking forward to is in bed, that little girl is actually the most enjoyable in bed." 

Zhao Qi's heart skipped a beat, but he completely believed what Ni Hou'er said that day, and he couldn't help but feel jealous: "What virtue and ability do those people in the temple have? Shen Pan's temperament and status are so sacred, why do they allow those playboys to have sex with her in bed every day." 

Although Zhao Qi was angry in his heart, he could only say: "How many people in the temple have martial arts ability that can match her?" 

"Your Excellency, you are wrong to think so. In our temple, we do not judge people by their martial arts skills." 

Cang Wu laughed loudly and said solemnly: "I am not afraid to tell you that the girl's martial arts are very high. She has practiced the ninth level of Xuan Gong, which is one level higher than mine. But so what? The temple has its own rules, and no one can overstep their boundaries." 

Seeing that Zhao Qi didn't seem to understand what he said, Cang Wu paused for a moment and explained carefully, "In other words, are those wealthy businessmen with big bellies good at martial arts? Can they beat Little God Pan'er? Can they have sex with her in bed?" 

"Have you understood, Your Holiness? That's good." 

Cang Wu saw a hint of shock in Zhao Qi's eyes, and nodded with satisfaction, saying with a smile: "It doesn't matter if their martial arts are not high, but as long as their contribution to the temple is enough, it doesn't matter what their identity is, even if they are a butcher or a pancake seller, as long as the old temple master nods his approval, they can be in the temple, and even fuck the girl happily on her bed." 

"Senior, I want to ask you a question." Zhao Qi took a breath and asked solemnly. 

Cang Wu smiled and said, "Your Excellency, why do you need to be polite to me? If you have any questions, just speak up." 

"What you just told me, did it really happen in the temple? If so, could you tell me the origin and details?" Zhao Qi stared at the old Taoist Cang Wu with a serious expression. 

"Well, well... this happened once." 

Cang Wu recalled the situation while sipping the fragrant tea in his hand and said slowly: "I was in the hall at that time, but it seemed that Xiao Paner did something wrong, and the old hall master was very angry and ordered people to humiliate her, but none of the elders and guardians in the temple dared to move. At that time, three grain merchants from other places came to the temple. Although they had no martial arts, they were all very brave. The old hall master saw that there was no movement for a long time, so he had to let them go." 

Cang Wu was a little embarrassed when he said, "Those three merchants were really brave. They dared to touch Xiao Pan'er, who had already achieved the ninth level of Xuan Gong. They used their hands and feet to touch Xiao Pan'er's breasts without any hesitation. It only took a few moves to tear off Xiao Pan'er's shoes, stockings, bellybands and other clothes. Xiao Pan'er's two round big breasts, her perky buttocks, and her exquisite little feet were like a rare treasure. , and the three greasy-faced fat guys played with her one part after another, savoring her in their hands. At that time, we were already stunned. We didn't expect that they would dare to do this. Until the end, one of the three of them used a fat hand to pry open Xiao Pan'er's white and tender little legs and thrust his penis into the tender little hole. At that time, we all suddenly realized that this was not a joke, and it turned out that the old hall master was really going to take action!" 

Taoist Cang Wu's throat moved, and he closed his eyes as if he was recalling something very beautiful: "Well, although the old hall master made a very wrong decision in time, he still couldn't stop the three dirty fat guys from using various means to play with Xiao Pan'er's hips. These three people seemed to be masters of this, as if they had assigned tasks. One of them was grabbing Xiao Pan'er's big breasts and constantly rubbing and squeezing them up and down to change the shape, the other one was bending Xiao Pan'er's long legs and sticking them to her belly button full of fat to play with her tender pussy, and the other one did nothing but grab Xiao Pan'er's two little feet and put them into his big mouth to nibble and bite them, and his two fat hands pinched Xiao Pan'er's pair of delicate soles and sent them to the short thing under his crotch..." 

"Well... not long after that, a series of "pa pa pa pa" sounds rang out in the huge temple. It was one of the three men who, with his big belly, pressed down on Xiao Pan'er's two slippery buttocks and began to slowly thrust into the tender part of her. Xiao Pan'er, who had just experienced sex, couldn't stand the three men's fucking. Not long after, her little pussy started to squeak and water flowed out of it... Seeing Xiao Pan'er raising her buttocks to be fucked by the man behind her, her beautiful face slightly closed her eyes, frowned, and groaned. I think she must have enjoyed it very much." 

"These three fat guys grabbed Xiao Pan'er's big round tits and kept taking turns fucking her for an entire afternoon. During that time, I calculated that the three guys grabbed Xiao Pan'er's buttocks and fucked her tits for a full circle, and each of them ejaculated on Xiao Pan'er at least three or four times." 

Cang Wu slapped his thigh and said in annoyance: "It's embarrassing to say that we, powerful people with magical powers, are like country bumpkins who have never seen the world. We just open our eyes and watch Xiao Pan'er being fucked by three vulgar market people until she groans and screams." 

"That day in the main hall, Xiao Pan'er was fucked by these three fat guys from noon to afternoon. By the end, many of us walked out of the main hall with our pants stiff and our crotches bulging. Some of us were not good enough and couldn't help but ejaculating directly into our pants after seeing Xiao Pan'er being fucked to her heart's content..." 

At the end, Cang Wu seemed to be lamenting the passing of time, and he sighed, "I really regret it. If I had known it would be like this, I would have lifted my pants and done it myself." 

"Why don't you resist? Why don't you resist? You are so skilled in martial arts, how can they control you?" 

Zhao Qi shouted frantically in his heart, but he hurriedly asked: "What happened in the end? Did these three fat guys die in the end?" 

Cang Wu laughed, looked at Zhao Qi with a somewhat mischievous look, and said: "One of the three fat merchants who played with Xiao Pan'er in the hall is still alive now." 

"Senior, do you know how those two died?" Zhao Qi couldn't help but ask immediately: "And where is the fat guy who survived now?" 

"I don't know how those two died, but I know where the fat man who survived went." 

Cang Wu picked up a cup of tea that had been cold for a long time and took a sip of it, moistening his dry throat and said, "The only merchant who survived is now the young master's staff member. It is said that he works very well by the young master's side and occasionally touches Xiao Pan'er's bed curtain to have a kiss. If you have the chance in the temple, you should be able to see him." 

"Alright, Venerable, I will talk to you in detail when we get to the temple. Right now I have some mundane matters to attend to, so goodbye!" 

Cang Wu said this, stood up, bowed, and left, leaving Zhao Qi alone with his fists clenched, sitting there in a trance, holding his swollen crotch. 

"Is this the common fate of goddesses throughout the ages?" 

Inside the carriage, Zhao Qi clenched his fists tightly, staring at the passing scenery outside the carriage with anger. 

He had just listened to Cang Wu's vivid description of a live pornographic scene, and his heart, filled with nameless anger, was even more broken. 

He really couldn't imagine that in this era he lived in, such absurd and bizarre things would happen every day. 

"What the fuck are the Seven Massacres of Shenzhou and the Prostitution of Dingzhou? This era is so fucking fucked up." 

Zhao Qi cursed inwardly, "It's ridiculous!" He stretched out his hand and pushed open the redwood partition door of the carriage. He saw Yun Yun curled up like a well-behaved kitten, sleeping soundly in the small carriage. 

Zhao Qi reached out his hand and caressed Yun Yun's delicate face. Looking at her delicate eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. 

"It doesn't matter if you have lost your martial arts, silly woman, but don't think about committing suicide. I will protect you from now on." 

He and Yun Yun had been making love on the couch of the carriage these days, and their ears were rubbing against each other and they kissed passionately, which made Zhao Qi feel a great sense of happiness and satisfaction that he had never experienced before. When the two of them were lingering on the couch, Zhao Qi even thought about retiring to the mountains and forests and living his whole life with the beautiful woman in his arms without caring about anything else. 

Although this thought flashed through his mind, the reluctance and anger in Zhao Qi's heart quickly brought him back to reality. 

Zhao Qi knew what kind of person he was. He knew that if he retired to the mountains, he might be able to enjoy the tender pussy of the pretty girl for the rest of his life, but he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life. This colorful world was too tempting for a cold-blooded time traveler like him. The clear eyes of the goddess who was not interested in the mundane world, and the iron rules set by the goddess Zhantai in the temple, this wonderful world was just the beginning for Zhao Qi. 

"No matter what monsters and demons there are in that temple, I want to see them, even if I die without a complete body!" 

A gleam of light suddenly appeared in Zhao Qi's gradually changing eyes, and a hint of arrogance that refused to admit defeat could be seen faintly in his cold and resolute eyes. 

***** 

Zhao Qi stared at the majestic palace in front of him in amazement. He could hardly imagine that such a majestic and magnificent Golden Throne Palace could be hidden in the seemingly simple White Jade City. 

The palace was more than ten feet high, built around the mountain. The winding and elongated rooftop corridor was like a golden clawed angry dragon that seemed to be about to break through the sky, tightly surrounding the mountain and rising straight up. In the meantime, the stars were dim and the clouds were vast. Looking up from Zhao Qi's angle, he could vaguely see dozens of teams of temple guards holding weapons halfway up the mountain, patrolling back and forth on the criss-crossing mountain roads, which made the temple more solemn and heavy. 

"It seems that the temple is worthy of its reputation!" 

Zhao Qi sighed, turned around and looked at the right attendant of the temple, Cang Wu, who was smiling, and said, "Senior Cang Wu, this temple is built halfway up the mountain, and the height is at least several hundred feet. It seems that we will have to spend some effort to climb the mountain." 

"The temple is located on a dangerous mountain. It was originally built to defend against enemies. With the current horsepower of our mounts, we really can't climb to the top of this dangerous peak." 

Cang Wu seemed to have anticipated what Zhao Qi said, and waved his long sleeves and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is a guest from afar, so I will show you my skills here." 

"The eagle is coming!" Cang Wu shouted loudly, and immediately a very sharp eagle cry was heard in the air. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Qi saw a huge black and white eagle with gray feathers swooping down from the air. 

At the same time, Zhao Qi suddenly felt a huge force under his feet. It was the old man Cang Wu who was performing a mysterious skill. He roared like a tiger and touched Zhao Qi's shoulder. The two of them were like a sharp sword that had left their bodies. They rose several feet high. By the time Zhao Qi reacted, they had already stepped firmly on the black wood tied to the back of the gray-feathered giant eagle in the air. 

"That's fine!" Zhao Qi took a deep breath and steadied his trembling body on the back of the giant eagle. He could hardly imagine that such a huge eagle could exist in this world. 

"That's completely reasonable." Zhao Qi was riding on the giant eagle and watching the eagle soaring up and flying away. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "I didn't expect that in this era, the dream of flying could be realized. If more of these eagles can be domesticated and equipped with a full load of gunpowder, they can really dominate the world." 

Thinking of this, Zhao Qi couldn't help but imagine the grand battle scene in ancient times where he single-handedly led the combined land and air forces. 

"It's really intoxicating. If I have the chance, I might be able to make it happen." 

Zhao Qi clenched his fists tightly, and secretly made up his mind that he must live his life to the fullest when he came here again. 

In just a moment, the two of them flew through the air on the giant black-feathered eagle they were flying on, bypassed the temple's mountain protection gate, and landed in a huge circular building in the center of the temple. 

This is a palace building that is somewhat similar to the Western world. Oval ice bricks are stacked and inlaid on the white jade carved walls. From a distance, it looks blue and shining. With a few vigorous and simple Rongshan trees around, it looks quite classical and romantic. 

In the center of the circular hall stood a huge statue, more than ten feet tall and thirty or forty feet wide. 

Zhao Qi looked around, but he only saw that the person in the sculpture of the building in the ring was a young lady with shoulder-length hair. The lady's eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white. She was wearing a jade-white cloak and holding a light copper whisk in her left hand. She had a slender figure and leaned forward slightly, as if she was moving. Judging from the carefully carved soft face on the statue, it really had a similar temperament to the pure and elegant temperament of the temple goddess Yang Shenpan. 

"Your Excellency, do you understand? This is the full-body statue of the first goddess of Lingyun Temple, Goddess Zhan Tai." 

Cang Wu seemed to be reviewing a rare treasure, nodding and praising: "Goddess Zhan Tai is a goddess who has never appeared in the world. Her appearance and figure are naturally first-class and excellent. When Goddess Zhan Tai was deflowered from behind and ejaculated inside her tender vagina as a sacrifice, the scene was quite hot. It's a pity that I was not born in that era..." 

"Alas..." Cang Wu sighed and laughed at himself: "I am already in my seventies. Even if the goddess Zhan Tai stood naked in front of me, how much semen could I still ejaculate? It's better not to think about some regrets!" 

Cang Wu flicked his sleeves and said, "My friend, wait for me here. I will go into the hall to ask the old hall master for instructions. I will be back soon!" After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and floated away. 

Unexpectedly, Cang Wu was gone for half an hour. Zhao Qi was anxious as he waited in the hall. He couldn't help but wonder, "It's been so long since Cang Wu came back from his visit to the old hall master. Could it be that they have discovered that I was pretending to be the master of Daxiong Temple?" 

With this thought in mind, Zhao Qi stood up suddenly, holding the gun tightly with both hands, and almost wanted to rush out. 

"Calm down. I must calm down at this moment. It's too late to do anything now. I'm already in the temple. It's useless to act rashly." 

Zhao Qi gritted his teeth. His years of experience as a mercenary told him that he had to calm down at this moment and not act blindly. Sometimes, he would miss a great opportunity because of a small action. 

Zhao Qi looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm his restless heart. He held the German G22 rifle flat in his hand, chose a tall stone pillar on the side of the temple and hid his body. His eagle eyes looked around and prepared to defend himself, waiting for any reaction from the temple. 

"If he brings people to arrest me, I will use this stone pillar as a cover to try to escape. If the opposite happens, I will have an excuse to shirk my responsibility." 

Zhao Qi made up his mind, and immediately held the gun with his mind focused, carefully guarding all around. 

After being on high alert for a while, Zhao Qi suddenly felt a very familiar strange feeling in his heart. This feeling was very strong, but it seemed familiar. He couldn't help but wonder: "Someone is approaching here. I have seen this person before, but the person coming is definitely not Cang Wu. Who could it be?" 

Zhao Qi suppressed his doubts and looked towards the entrance of the temple. After a moment, he saw a white figure slowly walking out of the main entrance of the temple. 

The person who came was dressed in white, with flowing hair, bright eyes and white teeth, and a beautiful figure like a painting. Who else could it be but Yang Shenpan, the goddess that Zhao Qi had been thinking about day and night? 

Zhao Qi was stunned when he saw Yang Shenpan. When he recovered, he felt dirty to the core. "No matter what I think in my heart, I am just an ugly ant in front of her. No matter how I cover myself, I can't hide my dirty and ugly body." 

Zhao Qi was so ashamed that he lowered his body, leaving only his eyes to peek out, as if he was afraid that this shady creature would be discovered by her. 

"She probably didn't see me." Zhao Qi's heart was pounding, and his eyes carefully watched the beautiful woman's every move. 

However, Yang Shenpan seemed to be unaware that Zhao Qi was watching him from the dark. He walked lightly with lotus steps, holding a six-foot-long ancient sword in his arms with his delicate white hands, and walked directly to the huge statue of the goddess Zhan Tai, staring at it. 

Yang Shenpan's temperament is characterized by tranquility. As long as she stands still, it seems as if everything in the world will stop functioning with her. Zhao Qi once again felt the extreme tranquility and beauty beyond harmony. 

His Majesty, the ancient trees and the long wind, a beautiful man and a wonderful woman, the landscape is like a painting, the beauty is like jade, Zhao Qi held his breath and looked at this extremely beautiful picture, and even his breathing became lighter, as if he was afraid that he would destroy the tranquility and beauty of this moment if he was not careful. 

And just at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the momentary silence. 

"Damn it! Did the temple send someone to arrest me?" 

Zhao Qi's thoughts were interrupted, and he was in a panic and a violent temper arose. His eyes flashed, and he reached out to draw his gun, wanting to shoot the person who broke the situation on the spot. 

But he was a mercenary who had experienced many dangers, and he knew not to act rashly in critical moments. He quietly put the gun on his shoulder, took aim at the camera, and quickly assumed a rapid-fire posture, like an ancient giant shark hiding in the deep sea, ready to give a fatal blow to the incoming opponent at any time. 

But there were only two people rushing into the hall. 

Zhao Qi looked carefully and found that the man walking in front was wearing a fiery red shawl robe. He was about forty years old. Although his face was full of fat and his body was bloated, the material of his robe was silk satin brocade, which looked very luxurious. On his ten round fingers, there were many gold-plated jade rings inlaid with jade and agate, and he looked like a wealthy businessman. 

The man walking behind the rich businessman was a young man wearing a red robe with wild patterns. He was about 27 or 28 years old, wearing gold and jade, and looked extremely wealthy. His physique was similar to that of the rich businessman, both of them were bloated and potbellied. However, from his dark circles under his eyes and his pale and slightly sickly face, it could be seen that he had been indulging in alcohol and sex for a long time, and looked like he had indulged in excessive sexual activities. 

Zhao Qi looked through the scope of his G22 sniper rifle and saw the man coming. He thought to himself, "Look at this man's figure. Could he be the young master of the temple, Zhao De Zhenjun?" 

Looking at him again, he was walking towards the temple with his hands behind his back. From his slightly gloomy eyes, one could clearly see a hint of displeasure hidden in them. 

"Could this person be here for God's sake?" Zhao Qi was startled and quickly lowered his head and squinted his eyes to look again. 

As soon as the middle-aged fat man dressed as a wealthy businessman entered the hall, he saw the goddess Yang Shenpan standing quietly under the goddess statue with her eyes closed in prayer. He shouted with joy several times, "Oh, young master, Jielong is right, the girl is really here." 

As he spoke, his lecherous eyes stared at the two firm and round breasts under the white gauze on Yang Shenpan's chest and praised loudly: "I haven't seen you for a while, but I didn't expect that the little girl's figure has become more upright." 

"Really? I'll come and take a look too." 

The red-robed man who was called the young master also brightened up when he heard this. The haze in his eyes faded a little. He stretched out his hand and pushed the rich businessman in front of him away. He put his fat head in front of Yang Shenpan's swollen and round chest and looked at it unscrupulously and said, "Well, well, Pei Fang, you are right. I haven't played with it in my hands for a long time. The pretty girl's big breasts have indeed become a lot fuller." 

The young master was like a scoundrel, curling his lips and saying, "You little girl, it's hard for me to find you. Tell me, where have you been these days?" 

Yang Shenpan seemed to have not noticed the two of them. His beautiful eyes were still looking at the statue of the goddess in front of him. He opened his red lips and said lightly, "Now is a time of trouble in the temple. If you have time, why not go and see the old temple master." 

"Oh, really?" 

A trace of anger flashed across Young Master Zhaode's eyes. He narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked behind Yang Shenpan's unusually perky buttocks, stretched his neck and put his big head behind the girl's delicate white neck, sniffed the fragrance deeply, and ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Take off your shoes and socks, I want to see Mr. Pei spread your long legs and fuck you from behind." 

The words of Master Zhaode were so shocking that even Zhao Qi, who was hiding behind a stone pillar, was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the gun. 

"Too shameful, this is simply too shameful..." Zhao Qi had never thought that under broad daylight, the Lord of the Temple, Zhao De Zhenjun, would actually make such an excessive request to the goddess in his mind. He could not help but feel extremely angry: "All crows in the world are really the same black. How come everyone in this temple is so dirty and lustful? This is really unreasonable." 

While Zhao Qi was furious, another thought came to his mind: "Faced with such an unreasonable request, will she agree or refuse?" 

But he stared at the two people in front of him intently, his heart beating loudly in his chest. 

Zhao Qi was distracted for a moment, and saw the beautiful girl standing quietly under the goddess statue in the middle of the hall. She glanced at the stone pier where Zhao Qi was hiding, shook her head gently, and lifted a few strands of hair on her forehead with her slender hands as white as green onions. She said in her unique warm and pleasant voice: "It's not convenient today, maybe next time." 

"Why, it's still inconvenient?" 

Master Zhaode blushed, as if he was angered by Yang Shenpan's words. He glared at her with a pair of big eyes and said, "Little slut, we have done this kind of thing so many times, what is there to be embarrassed about?" 

As he spoke, he waved his big hand like a palm leaf fan and said to Mr. Pei, who had already taken off his pants and was stroking his thick black penis, "Old Pei, what are you waiting for? Go and slowly spread open this girl's long legs, speed up and thrust harder, I want to see her expression!" 

"Okay, young master, don't worry. I have never let you down before. I promise to open your eyes later." 

At the command of Master Zhaode, Fatty Pei on the side immediately pulled down his pants and rushed forward. 

But he didn't expect that just as he came to his senses and before he could react, his body seemed to be frozen by a wall of air, unable to move at all. 

Not only Pei Yuanwai and Zhao De Zhenjun were like this, but even Zhao Qi, who was hiding and watching from the side, had the same symptoms as the two. 

"Damn it, how could this happen..." The situation was critical just now. Zhao Qi saw that the holy goddess in his mind was about to be desecrated, and he could not bear it any longer. His mind was hot, and he would rather risk his life to shoot the two people. However, he did not expect that at the most critical moment, his body was like being possessed by a demon, and his hands and feet were out of control and could not move at all. 

"If it were any other time, you would have done it, but the current situation is not favorable, and I really don't feel like playing around with you." 

At this time, Yang Shenpan, who had not made any move, sighed softly and said, "I am a little tired now. I will take my leave and return to the palace now." 

After saying this, she no longer looked at the trembling Zhaode Zhenjun. Her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and her gentle gaze gently swept over the place where Zhao Qi was hiding. She shook her head slightly, sighed slightly, and tiptoed with her delicate feet, and then went away. 

"Has she discovered me?" 

Zhao Qi was secretly shocked, but suddenly realized: "Yes, her profound skills are amazing. How could she hide my crude hiding place from her? She must have known that I would attack her, and was afraid that I would lose my life here in vain, so she rescued me. She was protecting me." 

Zhao Qi was deeply moved when he thought of this, but he secretly made up his mind, "No matter what, I must protect her. I must not watch the goddess sacrifice herself. This damn farce must be stopped by me." 

Zhao De Zhen Jun, who was suppressed by Yang Shen Pan's Xuan Gong, was furious at this time, "You resisted me, you dared to suppress me with Xuan Gong, you are so brave." 

The fat on Master Zhaode's cheeks trembled, and he cursed, "Yang Shenpan, you little slut who has been fucked by thousands of people, my father only has me as his son, how dare you treat me like this, I'm going to find my father, I'm going to make you pay the price." 

"Young Master, please don't be angry. Please don't be angry." 

Seeing Master Zhaode screaming like crazy, Pei Fang, who was still holding his penis erect, tried to stop her by making faces and saying, "Young Master, you didn't hear clearly. Actually, that girl had something else in her words. She wanted us to go to her bed and fuck her tonight." 

"Pei Fang, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" 

Master Zhaode rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Don't you see that we are still controlled by others... Hey... How can we move..." Master Zhaode regained his freedom while speaking, waved his long sleeves in disbelief, turned around and said: "Pei Fang, tell me what that girl meant!" 

After Master Zhaode regained his freedom, Mr. Pei was also untied. He squatted down and quickly pulled up his pants. While tying his belt, he shook his head and laughed, "Young Master, I have done it with that girl many times in bed, so I know the style and charm of her speech." 

Pei Yuanwai seemed to have seen through the truth of the incident and laughed very proudly, deliberately raising his voice so that Yang Shenpan who was not far away could also hear: "Young Master, please pay attention to the words she just said. She said that we can do it here at ordinary times, but now is not the ordinary time. Doesn't she mean that we should not do it here, but go to her bedroom to do it slowly?" 

Master Zhaode's eyes lit up, and he quickly looked in the direction of Yang Shenpan. As expected, he saw the graceful figure of Yang Shenpan, who was walking towards his bedroom, paused slightly, as if she agreed with what Pei Yuanwai had said. 

"Okay, Mr. Pei, please continue!" said Master Zhaode. 

"Young Master, don't underestimate this little girl who seems to be inexperienced in the world, but her real talent lies in playing with words." 

Pei Fang patted his bulging belly with a hint of pride and said, "The old palace master once said that if you have a need, you can tell her without breaking the rules, and she will not dare to refuse. But now she has said it, but she didn't tell you. What does this mean?" 

Pei Fang paused, his eyes showing some obscene ambiguity, and then said: "This shows that if you understand what she said, you can go to her bed and ride her freely without any obstacles, but if you don't understand, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Even if you report her to the old palace master, you will have no place to complain!" 

"Yes, yes, that's the truth." 

Master Zhaode clapped his hands, but still hesitated, as if he remembered something that frightened him. He said shyly, "But she was obviously resisting me just now. Are you sure she won't do something else to us?" 

Master Zhaode spoke every word very carefully, and even Zhao Qi beside him heard it clearly. 

"Young Master, please rest assured!" 

Seeing that Master Zhaode still seemed a little worried, Pei Fang quickly patted his chest and assured: "She just wanted to scare us. Think about it, if she really wanted to resist you, would we still be able to walk freely after being freed from the restrictions?" 

As if to strengthen Zhao De's confidence, he took a deep breath and said with his unique vulgar voice to the white skirt that was gradually disappearing into the hall in the distance: "Little Pan'er, you go ahead and take off your clothes and socks on the bed. The old man and the young master will come over in a while to spread your legs and make you enjoy it." 

"Well, you are so resourceful, and it's worth my efforts to take you in." 

Master Zhaode's fear was gone, and he instantly regained his heroic spirit and laughed, "This girl has humiliated me several times, and I really can't swallow this humiliation. I know you have the best idea about this, so tell me, how are you going to deal with that little bitch later?" 

"Hehe, young master, don't worry. Although that little girl is usually arrogant and indifferent, I have done it with her so many times in front of you. Isn't it true that you are not satisfied with my methods?" 

Pei Fang's eyes flashed with lust, and he grinned, revealing one of his rotten yellow teeth, and said with a chuckle: "Young Master, don't look at this little girl. When I spread her long legs and play with her pussy, she always closes her eyes and tenses her body. That's because her pussy has not been melted yet." 

Pei Fang swallowed his saliva and laughed, "To make a crude analogy, that girl's curvy and hot body is like an unpolished jade that needs someone to carve and polish it. When it's ready, I'll use this big cock under my crotch to pound her buttocks hard and thrust it into her a few times. Her body will slowly melt away, and then you can play with her however you want and it will be extremely comfortable." 

Pei Fang said, shaking his head with an intoxicated expression on his face, "When I grab this girl's feet and fuck her asshole until it becomes soft, I will make sure this girl opens her mouth and sucks your cock and cum!" 

Pei Fang described the scene in an extremely erotic way. Master Zhaode could not help but feel his breathing becoming a little chaotic, and a small tent was erected in his crotch. He urged again and again: "If that's the case, then what are we waiting for? Why don't we go now?" 

"Young Master, don't worry. It's still early. It's still several hours before dark." 

Pei Fang said with a smile: "A short happiness is not as good as a long happiness. If we rush over now, it will be fun, but we can only enjoy it for a short time with that girl. After a while, that girl will have an excuse to kick us out." 

Pei Fang's upside-down triangle eyes flashed with lust: "Why don't we do the preparations first, don't let her have another chance to refuse, if we want to play, let's play with her to our heart's content, play to her heart's content, wait until it's dark and she's stripped naked on the bed and let down her guard, then we can sneak up on her bed and catch her off guard, then we can play a few more tricks with her, play from sunset to dawn, wouldn't that be satisfying? Wouldn't it be fun?"