The Beauty Portrait, Volume 3, Chapter 2

Chapter Two:
The Beauty's Portrait Appears
A thin, middle-aged Taoist priest stood at the end of the passage, gazing at the jade gate before him, a solemn expression on his face.
After more than a month of searching and excavation, the soil that had filled the passage was finally removed, revealing
the white jade gate at the end.
Others might suspect that there might be a long passage behind this door, but the Taoist priest and Yishan had
the same premonition: what they wanted was not far behind this door.
Many of his followers and slaves stood not far behind him, staring wide-eyed at his spellcasting, completely unaware that
most of them would soon be silenced and laid to rest on this rugged mountain.
The Taoist priest concentrated for a long time before finally raising his hand and placing it on the jade gate. He suddenly shouted, and a bright white light shone from his palm
, striking the jade gate with a bang.
Above the white jade gate, a magical array faintly appeared, followed by a burst of light that
enveloped .
The Taoist priest groaned as he was attacked by the restriction left by Xie Xiyan. A trickle of blood welled up from his lips, but he had no time
to wipe it away . He tried his best to activate his spiritual power, sending waves of energy surging towards the gate.
The earth suddenly shook violently, and rocks rained down from above in the cave passage.
The curious onlookers, including the henchmen and slave laborers, screamed and desperately fled upwards along the passage, only to
be struck by .
One by one, they lay on the ground, their flesh and blood mangled, screaming and rolling around in agony.
Those skilled members of the gang managed to escape by chance, while those who were slower lay among the rubble, barely
clinging to life and waiting to die.
Yishan mingled among the slave laborers, dodging the falling rocks with lightning speed, but he was determined
to stay and see what kind of magical treasure the Taoist priest could obtain.
The earthquake tremors lasted for a long time before finally subsiding.
At this moment, a large number of slave laborers and their followers lay dead in front of the cave, their flesh and blood mangled beneath the rocks. Yishan was
also among them, lying motionless on the ground, as if he were already dead.
Zhao Feifeng had been too rough last night, and the intense exertion left him dizzy and lightheaded. He was resting outside the cave when he heard the noise and was greatly alarmed .
He led his men to the scene, cleared away the mud and rocks that had accumulated in the passage, and made a path. When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he looked at
the gang members who had been crushed to death or injured, and sighed inwardly.
Although she was ruthless and wielded great power, it was only worldly authority. Facing the otherworldly immortals, she
dared not be presumptuous in the slightest, bowing respectfully behind the Taoist priest and saying, "Congratulations, Immortal Master, you have finally opened the immortal's cave!"
The Taoist priest ignored her, focusing instead on healing his internal injuries with his spiritual energy. After a long while, he opened his eyes,
wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, said nothing, and strode into the semi-closed jade gate, disappearing into the cave.
Zhao Feifeng knelt on the ground, touching her forehead to the earth. Only after hearing his footsteps fade into the distance did she dare to raise her head. Her cautious
demeanor was completely different from her usual arrogant and ruthless methods of killing.
She stood up and ordered her men to carry the wounded gang members out for treatment, and to put the dead gang members into
bags and carry them out for burial. As for the slave laborers who had been knocked down, she had no intention of helping them because of their large numbers,
and left them lying there.
Blood flowed silently, staining the mud and rocks red. In the eyes of the immortals and gang leaders, these mortals
were no different from pigs and cattle, and their deaths meant nothing.
The gang members helped their wounded comrade and carried the body bags away. Zhao Feifeng stood before the blood-soaked cave entrance,
her face grave, lost in thought.
Behind her stood eight beautiful maids, each with a sword hanging at her waist.
They looked dashing and charming, a stark contrast to her wild and unrestrained behavior the night before.
A gentle breeze swept through the Jade Gate, blowing in from the celestial abode and enveloping them. The wind carried the scent of spring,
making them feel refreshed and radiant.
In the wind, the long hair of these beautiful girls fluttered gently, their dresses billowed, and with the swords at their waists, they were so charming and beautiful that they were
breathtaking.
They were originally the backbone of the gang. Although they served as maids by Zhao Feifeng's side,
they each held positions within the gang and had many subordinates. They were the famous "Eight Beauties of Caifeng," and were awe-inspiring.
Yishan lay sprawled among the rocks, feigning death, glancing sideways at them. Recalling
the wanton and seductive looks he'd witnessed in the live sex show these past few days, he thought with a touch of jealousy, "They act all prim and proper in public, but they're nothing but a bunch of
sluts and whores. At night, when they're doing it, they scream like the wind! Humph, they'll only let that wicked woman do it, not me.
One day when I catch you, I'll make sure you taste what it's like to be a man..."
Zhao Feifeng waited in front of the Jade Gate for a long time, and finally could not hold back any longer, so she stepped into the gate.
Led by Xiao Bi, the beautiful maids followed her inside, while the other gang members, without orders,
dared cross the line and could only stare at the cave from afar, feeling both curious and anxious.
Their attention was all on the door, and no one noticed that
one of the dying slaves lying among the rubble had suddenly disappeared.
Yishan carefully followed the girls through the jade gate, his hands forming hand seals, using invisibility and sound-detection techniques to
prevent their footsteps from being heard.
A group of nine beautiful women in tight-fitting clothes and carrying swords walked along the long passage in the fairy cave. Their embroidered shoes
made .
Looking at the flawless white jade beneath his feet, Yishan suddenly burst into tears.
Two lines of clear tears streamed down her cheeks, revealing her heartbreak.
The jade floor beneath his feet looked so familiar, just like
the jade .
Clearly, this cave dwelling was also built by Xie Xiyan. The jade material used was the kind he usually used, and
the walls were inlaid with luminous pearls for lighting. The architectural style of the cave dwelling was also very familiar to Yi Shan when he looked at it up close. He unconsciously
recalled the scene of being gang-raped by the fairies, and the feelings of his youth at that time returned to his heart.
How could he not be moved by the scene before him and have tears streaming down his face?
But the current Yishan Jin is no longer the ignorant boy he once was. He gritted his teeth, wiped away his tears, and bravely
persevered .
他抬起头，怒视着前面九女中为首的那名绝色女郎，暗自恨道：「贱人，敢
抢我卖身三年得来的肉金？一定要让你们用肉身偿还。」
赵飞凤若有所觉，立即回头凝望这边，伊山近慌忙捏动法诀，将自己变得毫
无声息，与木石无异。
这女子身怀高深内功，非是易与之辈。只是远远释放出一点敌意，就让她心
生感应，如果不是在她做爱爽到六神无主时接近她，很难不被她觉察。
赵飞凤回头看着空荡荡的长长通道，疑惑地想了半晌，最终还是转身向前走
去，心里暗悚：「神仙洞府果然奇异，得步步小心才是！」
见她暗自戒备，她身后的八名美婢也都立即擎起宝剑，结成剑阵护身，小心
翼翼地向前走去。
八柄利剑向外举起，如一朵带刺的鲜花般，剑光耀眼闪烁，凌厉而美艳。
走过长长的通道，眼前豁然开朗，一座巨大的洞府出现在眼前。
宽敞的大厅中，到处铺满玉石，墙上也有夜明珠闪烁照耀，奢华至极，让一
向生活奢侈的赵飞凤也看得眼晕。
那个枯瘦道人却在大厅尽头的玉壁前，盘坐于地，闭目凝神，口中喃喃念诵
法咒，众人却也听不清楚他在说些什么。
他本是修仙之士，对于身后的脚步声当然听得到。只是现在运功正在关键时
刻，也无暇去关注他们，陡然断喝一声，枯瘦手掌按在玉壁上催动灵力，轰的一
声巨响，将禁制攻破，露出玉壁后面的暗橱，里面放置着一个长匣。
道人被谢希烟布下的禁法反击，胸中气血翻涌，却毫不在意，只是兴奋地伸
出手去，将那长匣拿到手里，止不住地呵呵大笑起来。
突然之间，形势陡变，一团光焰自空而降，将道人整个包裹在其中。
那光焰似虚似实，九名美女离得不远，却丝毫感觉不到炙烤的热量。可是道
人却在放声惨叫，皮肉被光焰炙烧得吱吱作响。
只是一眨眼的功夫，他的身体就被光焰吞没，灵力大肆外洩，却成为了光焰
的燃料，整个身体也迅速被烧化。
道人惊恐地大叫，心中充满悔恨。明知道这里是谢希烟的洞府，自己却掉以
轻心，落入他的陷阱，也是活该死在这里。
本门令自己前来收取法宝，这样的重任交给自己，本来该办好才对。现在如
果法宝出了问题，只怕自己的双修道侣、徒弟都会受到牵连，以后在门派中受人
欺凌也是常理。
他拼命催动灵力抵挡，却丝毫没有效果，只觉身体虚弱无力，连站起来都办
不到。
透过灿烂光焰，看着外面满脸惊恐的几名凡人女子，道人痛下决心，嘶声厉
吼道：「拿去，替我交回本门！」
赵飞凤正在惊愕，看着他被焚烧的惨状不敢接近，突然看到燎天烈焰中飞出
一个长匣，在空中划过弧线，稳稳地落到她的手中。
下一刻，烈焰将道人彻底吞没，凄厉的惨叫声戛然而止，显然那道人已经被
焚尽了。
不过片刻功夫，道人便已神魂俱灭，吓得九名劲装美女目瞪口呆，对仙家残
酷的手段充满敬畏。
光焰逐渐衰落，最终消失在她们面前。再看道人坐的地方，什么都没有剩下，
甚至连灰烬都没有一点。
九人茫然对视，几乎怀疑自己刚才是做了一场恶梦。
光焰突如其来，又突然消失，恍如梦幻一般。那道人就这样消失得无影无踪，
只留下长匣，捧在赵飞凤的手里。
赵飞凤看着手中长匣，神色变换，突然一咬牙，将它打了开来。
长匣上却没有附什么禁制或是仙法陷阱，应手而开，露出了里面一卷画轴。
小碧乖巧地捧住长匣，赵飞凤伸手入匣，满脸敬畏地取出画轴，双手握住，
小心翼翼地将它展了开来。
画捲上，一名绝色美女逐渐显露出来。只见她身姿曼妙，仪态动人，衣袂飘
扬，别有一股清灵飘逸之气，宛若神仙中人。
九名劲装美女都抑制不住地用热烈目光紧紧盯住画上美女，神情中充满钦羡
爱慕。
如此美丽的神仙女子，她们从未见过，尤其是那飘逸动人的气质，更是她们
所无法拥有的。
这九名美女，都习于同性之间的性爱，这些天一直躲在山洞里面做爱交欢，
对同性之美颇为敏感。现在突然看到绝色动人的神仙美女，都忍不住干咽馋唾，
许久回不过神来。
半晌之后，赵飞凤才悠悠回魂，柔声道：「果然是仙家宝贝，非同凡响。」
她用微颤的玉手继续展开画轴，心中不禁遐想：「这画卷似乎很长，第一个
美人就是如此绝色，后面又会有什么美人呢？」
接下来的事情大出她的意料，画卷后面竟然是一大片的空白，没有第二个美
人的图像。
「怎会如此？」赵飞凤失声惊道，在美婢们的帮助下，迅速展开画轴。
画轴越展越长，露出的却都是空白，没有任何画面。
赵飞凤执着画轴一端，继续展开，站在另一端的小碧却已经失声叫了起来。
赵飞凤抬起头，望向另一边的小碧，赫然发现她已经距离自己有十丈之远，
而手中画卷却还没有到头。
所有美女都惊讶地瞪大眼睛。这画卷竟然有十丈之长，长长地从洞府这端拉
到了另一端，由九名美女一段段地捧住，彼此之间的距离都有丈余。
画纸洁白无瑕，又温润细腻，陡看似纸，再看如玉，竟然不知道是什么材料
制成的。
赵飞凤低下头，看着手中画卷，依旧如初始是那么厚。看起来，这画卷似乎
是永远也不可能拉到头的一样。
「仙家宝贝有此异象，倒也可以理解。可是既然是威力强大的法宝，难道就
只是画着一幅图画，没有别的用处吗？」
赵飞凤心中正在思忖，陡然身后微风袭来，有人轻飘飘地向她的后心印了一
掌。
这一掌，隐含杀机，让赵飞凤浑身的寒毛都立即倒竖起来。
她也不回头，脚尖轻点玉石地面，如离弦利箭般向前飞射。
掌势在她背上击了个空，随即闪电般追袭而来，疾速跟在她的身后，紧追不
放。
赵飞凤心中大凛，只觉来人功力深不可测，居然能潜近自己身边，直到杀机
爆发时才被自己觉察到。
最可怖的是，那人在偷袭之时，丝毫没有发出声音，就是现在也听不到他的
脚步声，就像达到了传说中「踏雪无痕」的至高境界。
赵飞凤极力侧耳倾听，却连身后那人的唿吸声也听不到。那人就像隐形人一
样，只有杀机无法掩盖，能让她敏锐地感觉出来。
赵飞凤极速飞纵，那人却如影随形，毫不放松地追杀上来，让她时刻感觉到
后心处的残酷杀机，似是定要结果了她的性命才甘心。
大厅中，美貌侠女如风驰电掣般狂速奔行，而在她身后，却是空无一人，彷
佛真的是在被鬼追一样。
八名劲装美少女都看得发呆，只有小碧武功稍强一些，强行催动内力到美目
上，瞪大眼睛，终于看到一个淡淡的身影紧随在赵飞凤身后，淡得几乎看不出来，
也只是闪了一下，随即就消失在她眼前。
「结剑阵ｌ己小碧娇叱一声，挺剑冲上，一剑刺向赵飞凤身后的空处。
她这一剑只是估摸着那身影的大致位置刺出，伊山近看那一剑射向自己身前，
自己正在向剑尖撞去，迅速转移方向，从剑尖边绕了过去。
这么稍微一缓，赵飞凤已经缓过气来，迅速提起内力，运起「綵凤飞」的轻
功，脚尖轻一点地，疾射向前，速度比刚才快了一倍。
这本是江湖有名的顶级轻功，施展出来时，让她的身姿如綵凤翩跃，煞是好
看。
伊山近暗叫不好，却见赵飞凤纵身跃起，在空中轻飘飘地一个转折，回身拔
剑，向自己刺来。
她的内功远强于小碧，此时运足功力于眼，隐约可以看到他的身形。
伊山近冷哼一声，掌上运足灵力，向着剑身拍去。
啪的一声，剑身被击开，赵飞凤纵身飞退，看着那淡淡人影手掌处散发出来
的光芒，心中大惊。
再看手中宝剑，已经被击破一个小小缺口。赵飞凤心念电转，立即伸手到腰
间皮囊，取出一副手套，戴在手上。
这副手套，本是冰嚣丝混着寒铁织成，并由仙师用符法加持过，可抵挡刀剑
攻击，实是一件异宝。
看她身形停下，伊山近闪电般地冲上，举掌击向她高耸的酥胸，掌势雄浑，
充满杀意。
赵飞凤不好对付，他早就知道。现在她手中得到了传说中的「美人图」，如
果再献给那些修仙之人，自己根本就不可能将它夺来，用以对付冰蟾宫。
唯一的办法，就是趁着她身边人少，突然发起攻击，杀人夺宝，就像她曾对
自己做的那样！
面对着多次试图杀害自己的仇敌，伊山近掌上运足灵力，怒目圆睁瞪视着她，
恨不得立即将她力毙于掌下。
赵飞凤举掌相迎，玉掌上也已运足内力，虽然眼前情形诡异，她却也隐约猜
到，这是修仙之士隐身夺宝。
本来面对修仙之人，她作为江湖女侠是不敢与之对抗，但这件仙宝关系重大，
绝对不能有失，否则不只是她，整个綵凤帮和侠女盟的姊妹们也要受到牵连。
赵飞凤紧咬贝齿，美丽面庞充满凝重之色，将浑身内力都运足到玉掌上，怒
吼一声，不顾生死地疾攻上去。
轰的一声巨响，伊山近整个人都被击飞出去，口中鲜血狂喷，内伤之下，再
也无法凝聚灵力，身形陡然出现在空中，远远地向着大厅另一端落去。
「是你！」赵飞凤失声惊唿，瞪大凤目望着空中被击飞的男孩，震惊至极。
伊山近砰地摔落地面，费尽力气想要爬起来，八名美貌少女已经举起寒光闪
闪的宝剑，将他团团围住，锋利剑尖指住他身上各处要害，让他不敢稍动。
伊山近剧烈地喘息，只觉胸中剧痛，灵力无法聚起，脸上不由生起惨笑。
赵飞凤的武功实在太强，竟然能以浑厚内力破除他的灵力，将他当场击成重
伤。现在人为刀俎，己为鱼肉，只能任她宰割了。
他转过头，看着弃置在地上的美人图。画上美人就在他的身边，唇边带着浅
浅微笑，眉目灵动，彷彿是活的一般，正在用同情的目光看着他。
「美人图啊……」伊山近身体无法移动，心中惨然。自己这一生，都折在美
人之手，现在更是即将因这美人图而死。
他的手颤抖抬起，摸上了画卷。指尖轻轻抚摸着画上美人，感觉着卷面那柔
丝般的触感，想着今日唯死而已，泪水不禁滑过面颊，飘然洒落。
泪珠晶莹，在清风中旋转落下，啪的一声落在美人脸上，让她的绝美容颜看
上去有些悲慼，就像美人也在为他悲伤流泪一般。
「不许碰它！」在伊山近身边，美貌少女小碧见他去摸极为重要的仙宝，生
怕仙宝被损毁，心中一急，挺剑刺出，将他胸前衣衫刺破，作为恐吓。
她剑法精熟，不多用一分力，只刺破了他的衣服，没有伤及皮肉，却将他怀
中一个小包刺漏，从里面滚出一颗珍珠来。
那是纯洁美丽的仙女在破处之时，流出的纯真热泪，因双修功法的作用而化
为明珠，称作「处女仙泪」。
那珍珠还在空中，撞上了正在滴落的少年热泪，翻滚着落向画卷，啪地一声
撞在美人脸上，迅速渗透进去，让美人面庞现出几分莹润之色。
「铮」的一声震响，十丈长的画卷突然光芒大作，现出万道金光，将整个洞
府都包裹在金光之中。
那边的赵飞凤也被灵力侵入身体，正在努力抵御经脉中到处冲撞的灵力，突
然看到这副情景，不由大惊失色，运足残余的内力，疾速冲向伊山近。
伊山近听到衣袂声响，转头看去，只见美貌女侠如凤凰展翅般疾飞而至，动
作优美却又充满杀机，挥掌向他的头顶击来。
伊山近紧紧咬住牙关，举左掌相迎，虽然身体僵硬无桔活动，却也不肯束手
待毙。
轰的一声巨响，两人双掌相交，赵飞凤整个人被击得向后飞起，如綵凤般翩
翩落下，在空中厉声喝道：「杀了他！」
巨力涌来，伊山近砰地摔倒在地面上，脸狠狠地撞向美人图，口中鲜血狂喷，
彷彿内脏都在她凌厉一击之下，被震得碎裂了一般。
他内腑翻滚，痛楚至极，嘴里不断地涌出鲜血，眼神涣散，知道这是致命的
重伤，今天自己终究还是死在了女人的手下。
大量鲜血流到美人图上，迅速向里面渗入，血光中有点点星光闪烁，却是他
的灵力无法控制，化为星光，渗于血中。
Several beautiful young women were horrified to see the portrait stained with blood. Upon hearing Zhao Feifeng's loud command,
they drew their swords and thrust forward, ready to end his life.
Xiao Bi was closest to him. Upon hearing the order, she hesitated for a moment, looked at the handsome but weak boy, and a
look of pity flashed in her eyes. But in the end, she gritted her teeth and thrust her sword into his throat.
Yishan lay helplessly on the scroll, watching the gleaming sword tip thrust towards him, a desolate, bitter
smile .
"Fairies, heroines, noble ladies, young ladies of high birth, and even maids... in the end, they all died at the hands of women
..."
The deep-seated hatred, now like smoke, will dissipate with his death,
leaving no trace in the world.
The portrait of the beauty had been radiating a brilliant light, which softened after absorbing the blood and gently enveloped him
until the sharp tip of the sword pierced his throat. Suddenly, the light shone brightly, so bright that everyone's eyes
could not open .
Xiao Bi kept her beautiful eyes tightly closed, tears streaming down her face from the bright light. Unable to open them, she could feel that there was nothing at
the tip of her sword , and she had stabbed at empty air, which startled her greatly.
The portrait of the beautiful woman, over ten zhang long, had floated in the air, continuously showering down brilliant golden light, inviting
passersby to take a look. ...Push it...
I think I registered the right person.

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