028 Joyful Zen Monk

"Want to die? How easy? Do you think the poison of Huanxi is that simple?" A disciple of Huanxixi Zen Buddhism laughed, and while pinching his hands, he drank a series of awkward and difficult-to-understand scales in his mouth.

Ningshuang's body suddenly seemed to be fixed. The flying sword was only three inches away from her throat, but she could not move forward any further!

"They actually used Huanxi Zen poison on Ningshuang. His grandmother's, it's such a big deal. Who is the abbot of Huanxi Zen now? He actually gave that kind of thing to the disciples of the Ningsha stage?" Malaria suddenly exclaimed.

"Happy Zen Poison? What is that? Can control people's actions?" Xiao Fan was also extremely puzzled.

"Hmph, that kind of thing is extremely scarce. It is a strange poison that is refined by the immortal cultivator who has practiced the "Happy Zen Sutra" and reached the Yuanling Realm after he cut off his heart and transformed himself, and his body, Yuanling and spiritual consciousness together with a special magic weapon. It is used specifically for women. A monk can only refine a little bit!"

"A cultivator in the Yuanling realm cut off his heart's meridian!" Xiao Fan was extremely shocked: "It is not easy to be able to practice to that level, but he will cut off himself. What a crazy act?"

"Hmph, those guys from the Buddha Sect are thinking in their heads!" Malaria said disdainfully.

While the two were talking, the disciples of the Hsing Zen Buddhism were getting closer and closer to Ningshuang. The man kept pinching his hands and smiling lewdly: "Hurry up, take off his clothes by yourself, so that the Buddhas will not have any trouble!"

Ningshuang's face was red and her ears were red, but her body was still constantly using it. She actually threw the flying sword aside and began to untie the silk thread around her waist!

"You evil demons and heretics, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!" Tears of humiliation fell from Ningshuang's face, and there was a look of despair in her eyes!

"Be a ghost? Humph, I think beautifully. Buddhas will take turns to drain all the pure yin energy in their bodies, and swallow them together with your soul, becoming our energy and helping us increase our cultivation!"

Ningshuang closed her eyes unwillingly. She couldn't imagine what would happen next. However, at this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly echoed in the air: "Fire division Samadhi, human fire, earth fire, sky fire, Samadhi unity, and burned all the Buddha! Samadhi True Fire Technique!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature around him suddenly increased. Several fire snakes circled and burned a monk to black ashes in an instant!

"Who? How dare you ruin the good things of the Buddhas? A little brat! You are impatient!" The sudden change made all the monks angry and furious.

Ningshuang also quickly opened her eyes, but saw a familiar figure standing on a stone pillar not far away, with flames all over her body, as if the Fire God descended to earth!

"It's him!" Ningshuang's beautiful eyes widened and shouted in disbelief.

"I don't need to claim your own trash when dealing with you trash. This woman is kind to me, but I will kill anyone who is not good to her!" Xiao Fan's entire body's energy was surging. In this moment, he had already exerted his own fire attribute power to the extreme. This Samadhi True Fire Technique is a unique skill created by his master Sima Yan. It is more suitable for his current cultivation level. Its power is even three points stronger than using the "Fire Burning Path"!

Countless fire snakes transformed from flames were flying around them, with a hideous face, as if they were about to burn everything.

"Gaga, Xiao Fan, it's really amazing that you can use such a great force to use this move. Now even ordinary cultivators in the Pill-Cultivation Stage will avoid you, right?" Malaria did not expect that the combat power displayed by Xiao Fan at this time was refreshing. After all, no matter how powerful the power is, it's just a matter of paper talk.

It’s like a person who has brute force but does not know how to use this power, no matter how powerful it is, it is useless.

Xiao Fan was also surprised, as if the "Samadhi True Fire Technique" was tailored for himself, and faintly, the phoenix heart gland in his body felt the power of the flame, and there was a sign of being ready to move again!

"No matter who disturbs the good deeds of Buddhas, no matter who it is, you must not stay. Brothers, although this kid is not weak, he is only one person. Let's go together and enjoy that stunning girl after killing him!" All the monks shouted and sacrificed their magic weapons. They even raised their hands and rushed towards Xiao Fan!

"Brahma Wood Fish!"

A wooden fish the size of a fist was sacrificed by a monk and threw it into the air. The wooden fish was purple-red and rose in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a mountain, spinning in the sky continuously. Every time it turned, it shone brightly and made a muffled sound.

The sound fell into Xiao Fan's heart, and he felt that his internal organs were churning, and his blood vessels in his body instantly tended to go against the trend!

"Is this the magic weapon of Buddhism? It's so amazing!" Xiao Fan quickly injected a stream of Yuan power into the Heart Poison Crystal, and a gentle force suddenly flowed out of the Heart Poison Crystal, like a thin film covering his internal organs!

But immediately afterwards, the wooden fish made a dull sound again and its size doubled! Xiao Fan's face changed, and the film released by the heart poison crystal in his body was shattered!

"No, the sound made by this wooden fish is not an illusion, but a resonance that causes your soul to occur!" Malaria quickly told me.

"Bajue Fire Cloud Sword, cut it through me!" Xiao Fan shouted loudly, waved his sleeves, and a long sword burning with flames rushed towards the huge wooden fish in the air!

The Bajue Fire Cloud Sword, as the magic weapon of the powerful ancestor Huoyun, was extraordinary even if it fell to the ground due to damage at this time!

As if the air began to melt as soon as this knife came out, the wooden fish was originally made of wood, and the power of fire was its full nemesis. Before the Bajue Fire Cloud Sword could approach, a violent flame rolled over and wrapped the wooden fish!

"No, the Brahma wooden fish is about to be burned. The Great Compassion Measuring Bell has collected the magic weapon!" Another monk saw this, he used all his energy and threw a big bell into the sky.

The big bell is made of bronze, and there are countless bald arhats on it. Tens of golden lights burst out from their eyes. Countless golden lights are grouped together and turned into a golden net!

Immediately afterwards, the big net trapped the Bajue Fire Cloud Sword and dragged it into the mouth of the clock!

Xiao Fan's expression condensed, and he immediately realized that the connection between him and the Bajue Fire Cloud Sword was torn off by a powerful force!

"It's another top-notch ground-quality magic weapon!" Malaria said quickly: "This thing can actually collect other people's magic weapons. Don't break them, grab them!"

"That's natural!" Xiao Fan raised a smile on his lips. There were countless earth-quality magic weapons on his body, but there was really no magic weapon that could confine the collection type, and he became interested in the Great Compassion Bell.

"I want to see how many treasures this clock can suck!" He raised his hand, and the green small sword "crack" swept out in a strong wind, and hit the Great Compassion Bell with lightning speed!

"Bang!" The Great Compassion Bell was knocked and shaken back and forth, and several golden lights on it also showed a faint tendency to break!

"No, he still has a ground-grade flying sword, stop his magic weapon!" The monk who released the great sorrow clock shouted quickly.

"It turns out that you can only collect one magic weapon at a time? What a pity!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows. At this time, the Zen sticks, swords and other objects that the other monks sacrificed had already flown in front of him.

"Broken shadow!" Xiao Fan waved his hand, and the bronze mirror magic weapon turned around, twisting all the attacks that could not be bounced away were all resolved by Xiao Fan in an understatement.

After all, except for the wooden fish and the Great Compassion Clock, most of the other magic weapons are just ordinary or low-level ground grades. In addition, the cultivation of these monks is limited, so Xiao Fan naturally doesn't have to pay too much attention.

After blocking all the attacks, he jumped forward with both hands, grabbed the big bell in his hand, and held the powerful Yuan power through layers of defense outside the big bell and invaded it. After a week of circulation, he completely wiped out the soul imprint left by the monk in the period!

However, at this time the flame on the Brahma wooden fish had been extinguished. Just as it was about to ring again, Xiao Fan shouted again, and a stream of energy erupted out with a wave of his hand.

No one saw what happened, but saw the wooden fish suddenly floating in the air as if it was frozen, and then it shattered everywhere. The cross-section was extremely neat, as if it was slashed by a peerless sharp sword!

"Huh!" After Xiao Fan landed on the ground, he couldn't help but breathe a deep breath. He just used the "Wind Cracking Path" and destroyed the wooden fish at a speed that ordinary people could not catch.

Otherwise, once the wooden fish recovers and rings a few more times, I will probably be very difficult!

But the series of attacks just now consumed most of Xiao Fan's physical strength. He put the great compassion clock into the Yuan box, staring at the shocked monks with both hands on his back, and at the same time, his body began to crazily absorb the power of the crystal stone to restore his physical strength.

"Everyone is besieging me, this guy is so powerful!" Seeing this, all the monks were shocked for a long time. After recovering from their senses, they finally realized that they had encountered a tough guy and rushed towards Xiao Fan again at all costs.

Xiao Fansheng's wrist was shaking, and the small light red bamboo flute "irritable" appeared in his palm.

A melodious song came out. Although Xiao Fan was a servant, he had followed Yan Hong for more than ten years and learned a lot of skills in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He played the flute with accurate tone and long-lasting sound.

This song is calm in your heart and listen to it, and you can appreciate the charm of this song.

But if you have evil thoughts, whether you are frightened, angry, or crazy, you will completely change your taste. It will be like a bucket of strong wine pouring into a ball of fire, causing their emotions to expand wildly, thus losing themselves and leaving only complete instinct!
Chapter completed!