In Spirit Mountain, in a brightly lit Buddhist hall, a monk sat on a futon and was reading a Buddhist scripture in his hand. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in through the window, causing the candlelight to sway and the pages of the book to flutter. This monk was the second disciple of Western Heaven's Tathagata Buddha, Golden Cicada.

Golden Cicada looked over and saw that the window had been blown open by the wind. He got up to close the window, but when he turned his head, he saw a young woman standing not far away from him.

The woman's skin was as smooth as cream, her waist was like a willow, her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were like stars. The woman's demeanor was very charming. If it were anyone else, their soul would have flown out of their body. Fortunately, Golden Cicada had some attainments and was able to hold himself back for the time being.

Golden Cicada calmed himself down and asked, "Who are you, miss?"

The woman took a step forward and Golden Cicada took a step back. The woman took two steps forward and Golden Cicada took two steps back.

The woman was puzzled. The white rat had said that any man who saw her would feel uneasy. Why did he avoid her like she was a snake or a scorpion? Could it be that he knew her true form was a scorpion demon?

But then she thought it was impossible. If he knew she was a scorpion demon, he would have captured her long ago. Why would he be here asking her questions? She smiled and said, "Elder, don't be afraid. I'm just like you. We are both cultivators."

"Cultivators?

Why are you different from us? "He had never seen a woman like her in Buddhism.

Suspension thought of the speech he had prepared before and said, "There are all kinds of strange things in the world. Elder, do you know everything?

How do you know that there are no cultivators like us in this world?

We cultivate the Yin Yang Great Method. Have you heard of it? "

The Golden Cicada cultivated the Dharma given to him by Tathagata, so he had never heard of the Yin Yang Great Dharma. However, he knew that there was always someone better than him. "How is your Yin Yang Great Dharma different from my Buddhist Dharma?"

Suspension stepped forward. This time, the Golden Cicada did not dodge. Suspension lifted up the Golden Cicada's clothes and placed her hand on his chest. She looked at him seductively and said, "This Yin Yang Dao is different from your Buddhist cultivation. It requires a man and a woman to cultivate together. I saw that Elder has already attained the Dao, so I specially came to cultivate this Dao with Elder. We will enter the profound Dao together."

At that moment, the Golden Cicada's outer shirt had been peeled off, but the Suspension did not continue the next step. It was not that she did not want to, but that she did not know how to. She quickly thought about what the white mouse had taught her to do next.

It seemed that she had to take off her clothes as well.

The hand left the Golden Cicada's body and was about to take off her clothes. The Golden Cicada was stunned at this moment. He was a golden cicada who was able to cultivate because he met the Buddha. He had been in Spirited Mountain for thousands of years and had never left the mountain. He had never seen such a situation.

At this moment, the warm hand of Suspension had left him, which made him sober up a little. Although he did not understand it clearly, he had read the Buddhist precepts. Seeing that Suspension had begun to undress, he quickly picked up his outer shirt and left in a hurry.

As soon as Suspension took off her clothes, she felt a chill. She looked up and saw that the Golden Cicada had rushed out of the door. She quickly put on her clothes and thought that the monk had found out that she was a scorpion spirit and had gone to find help.

Thinking of this, Suspension hurried out and hid in the white mouse's Concentrated Fragrance Pavilion. The white mouse was a golden-nosed white-haired mouse spirit in Spirited Mountain. She and the yellow-haired Marten were both mice on Spirited Mountain. Because they stole the lamp oil and listened to the sutras for a long time, they gradually became spiritual and transformed into human forms.

However, they were not supposed to be in the light, and their human forms were not on the Great Way, so they could not go to the main hall to listen to the sutras. They thought of the Yin and Yang Method. The white mouse used Yang to nourish Yin, and Marten used Yin to nourish Yang. The two of them built a two-story attic at the foot of Spirited Mountain.

It was named Concentrated Fragrance Pavilion. There was a courtyard on the first floor called Exotic Fragrance Pavilion. There were hundreds of flowers and green grass in it. The two of them lived in it. During the day, they did not come out. At night, the white mouse would recite poems to attract practitioners to practice the Yin and Yang Method.

Since they were both in Spirited Mountain, the white rat and the marten could be considered acquaintances. This time, she wanted to increase her cultivation, so the white rat gave her such a method. It was rare that the white rat did not call for anyone tonight. It had been waiting for news from her side.

He knew that Suspension would not succeed so easily since it was her first time doing such a thing. However, he did not expect her to come back in less than two hours. Judging from her expression, he was eighty percent sure that she did not succeed.

"I did as you said. First, I spoke softly to the monk and took off his clothes. Then, I took off my clothes so that I could practice the Yin and Yang Method to improve my cultivation. However, as soon as I took off his clothes, he rushed out of the door. I was afraid that he found out my real body and went to find someone to take me away. So, I had to come back first."

White Rat had been through hundreds of battles. When he heard Xie Xie's words, he understood. He poked her forehead and said, "What do you want me to say? If that monk wants to leave, you won't stop him."

The white mouse pulled up Suspension's arms. Under the light of the candlelight, her skin was smooth and soft as if there were no bones. "You just used your jade arms to hook and your seductive eyes to make sure that no matter how high his cultivation was, he would not be able to use it. How could you let him run away?

I have already told you this. Don't you remember? "

"I didn't think of it at that time." At that time, she was only thinking about what to do next. How could she think of so many things?

White Rat shook his head and walked to the soft couch at the side to lie down. He picked up a bright peony and sniffed it. White Rat was beautiful and graceful to begin with. Now that he was wearing a white dress and holding a peony in his hand, he looked even more beautiful and charming.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, you stay here today. Tomorrow, when I collect Yang to nourish Yin, you can watch in the dark. Don't forget it this time."

"I know. This time, I will watch carefully. Thank you, Xiao Bai."

"Don't call me Xiao Bai. It doesn't show my beauty at all."

Suspension smiled. She knew that Xiao Bai liked to be called 'Half-cut Guanyin'. The origin of this nickname came from some people who had seen Guanyin on Holy Mountain. After seeing the white mouse again, this nickname spread unconsciously.

Mice were originally a species whose day and night were reversed. The closer it was to night, the more excited they would be. However, Suspension was different. She was a scorpion demon. Naturally, she needed to sleep at night. She changed back to her original form and began to fall asleep.

The next day, before the evening, Marten came with a message: Golden Cicada, who Suspension wanted to practice with her last night, was absent-minded during the Buddha's preaching. He had been banished to the mortal world by Buddha and could only return after ten lives.

"Golden Cicada is gone. Taoist Brother, do you think there is anyone on Holy Mountain who is suitable for Suspension to practice the Yin and Yang Method?" White Mouse looked at Suspension who was thinking about something and asked.

Marten thought for a moment and said, "Golden Cicada is the second disciple of Buddha. The first disciple, Kasyapa, is a human. I'm afraid he can't become an immortal. Now, there is no one on Holy Mountain who is equal to Golden Cicada."

"He doesn't need to be like Golden Cicada. As long as he has some Taoism skills."

As soon as White Mouse finished speaking, Suspension raised her head and said, "No, I don't want to use the Yin and Yang Method."

"Why?

Don't you want to practice quickly to improve your cultivation and save your lover? "

"Don't ask why. Anyway, thank you for this. I'll find a way to improve my cultivation. I'll go first. Goodbye."

White Mouse and Marten saw Suspension go out. They looked at each other and didn't know what she was thinking.

At this time, it was almost dark and they were about to start practicing the Yin and Yang Method. They put the matter of Suspension to the back of their minds and did their own things.

She lay in the grass and thought about the Golden Cicada Master. She wondered if it was because she had disturbed him yesterday that he became depressed and was banished to the mortal world by the Buddha.

Suspension felt a little guilty. Wukong was punished by Buddha under the Five-finger Mountain. Golden Armor God fed him copper and iron balls every day. Would Golden Cicada suffer the same fate?

If he was really punished like this by the Tathagata, it was because of her.

When she was in the Concentrated Fragrance Pavilion, she saw that the men and women who practiced the Yin Yang Method with the white mice and martens were all enjoying themselves. Why didn't the Golden Cicada Master do that? Instead, she ran away. Was she not suitable for the Yin Yang Method?

It seemed that she could only practice to improve her cultivation.

Wukong was suppressed under the Five-finger Mountain and couldn't move. He was fed copper and iron balls every day.