The bald monk laughed and said: "Although Shenxiao Mountain is famous for its Taoist Thunder Techniques, the poor monk has never heard of the 'Thunder God Cauldron'. I'm afraid you didn't just make it up out of imagination, right?"
After hearing this, the old Taoist in black robe turned black with anger and said angrily: "You bald donkey is so shameless, you actually slandered me, come on, come on, since you said that my 'Thunder God Cauldron' is fake, why don't we two
Signs and gestures?”
The monk sneered: "In that case, what kind of comparison do you want? Let's draw down the path, and all the poor monks will follow it!"
The black-robed Taoist priest thought for a moment and shouted: "Stinky bald donkey, this is in Guangling City, and it's not easy to fight with martial arts. However, the 'Wentai Treasure Fighting Conference' is coming, and there are experts on the left and right, so why don't we use it with treasures?"
Dou Bao, you will know who is the real thing and who is the fake!"
"good!"
The bald monk laughed and threw the glazed lamp in his hand into the air. The lamp immediately emitted various colors of rays of light, shining on everyone's heads, making it colorful and beautiful.
"Niubi, please keep an eye on it. This precious lamp of mine contains the Buddha's way of life and death. Every ray of ray of light is a lifetime in the human world. If your 'Thunder God's Cauldron' can break my Buddha's light, the poor monk will immediately give up!"
While he was speaking, the rays of light in the glazed lamp were already so dazzling that the area within a hundred feet was enveloped. Ji Hang squeezed in the crowd, looked up, and was instantly attracted by one of the rays of light.
Through this ray of light, she actually saw the days when she was a child and practiced in Lingwu Kingdom.
In the house, my father guides me in my practice. Although he is always very strict, the care in his eyes cannot be hidden. And my mother is always so gentle and speaks in a low voice. When she makes a mistake, she will teach her again and again.
Teach yourself everywhere
Everything has gradually faded away.
Instead, there were violent monsters, slaughtering wantonly, and everything was so cruel.
Ji Hang's eyes flashed, overwhelming hatred was aroused, and he growled lowly in his throat, like a wolf cub that wanted to pounce on and bite the enemy.
But a moment later, the scene in the glow changed again. All the brutal monsters turned into blood, like the ebbing sea water, getting farther and farther away from me. When all the things I didn’t want to remember were gone, a gentle person replaced me.
figure.
It was a woman, wearing a Taoist robe and a green sword. She spoke with a gentle voice and her eyes were very gentle. She was actually very similar to her dead mother.
Just by hearing this voice, her heart full of hatred can calm down, and when she is held in the other person's arms, even if she is a wolf cub, she will turn into a kitten later.
Gradually, Ji Hang's eyes were immersed in the glow, and he became dull.
In fact, it's not just him, the crowd of people around him, those with lower cultivation levels, are all average at this moment.
Some people think of the mortal world they have experienced, some see their future path of cultivation, and some see the obsession hidden in their hearts.
Almost 80% of the onlookers were immersed in the Buddha's light of the glazed lamps, as if they were looking back at their own lives and seemed unable to extricate themselves.
Only a few monks whose cultivation exceeds the golden elixir realm can keep the spiritual platform clear and unaffected by the Buddha's light from the glazed lamp.
Liang Yan, as the True Lord Tongxuan, naturally had nothing to do with the Buddha's light, but when he looked at the lantern, he showed some appreciation.
"Buddha said: One flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi. Now, this precious lamp, a ray of rays of rays of light, is the whole world, which is quite mysterious."
Li Xiran couldn't help but smile after hearing his praise: "Master, what do you mean, the magic weapon used by this monk does come from Luotian Mountain? From this point of view, the Taoist priest is probably going to lose."
"That's not necessarily the case." Liang Yan smiled slightly, with a noncommittal look on his face.
While he was talking, the black-robed Taoist priest had already taken the small brass cauldron and said with a wild smile: "Bald donkey, your Buddha's light can save others, but it can't do anything to my 'Thunder God Cauldron'. Let's see me enter your world of Buddha's light.
Break this illusory glow of yours!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the "Thunder God Cauldron" forward. The small brass cauldron rotated rapidly in the air, and suddenly turned into a blue light, which went straight into the thousands of rays of light.
Rumble!
A dull sound rang out from the cauldron, and thunder burst out one after another, turning into countless thunder clouds and rushing towards the illusion in the glow.
The glazed lantern floating in the air seemed to have sensed the danger, and hurriedly emitted golden light, stopping the thundercloud and starting a fierce fight with it.
The two magic weapons are not ordinary. Golden light and thunder clouds attack each other. Sometimes the golden light shines, sometimes the thunder explodes. The aftermath of the collision of magic powers creates ripples in the surroundings.
Due to the huge momentum, the monks who had been immersed in the world of rays of light were awakened at this moment. In order not to be hurt by the aftermath of the fight between the two magic weapons, these people all stepped back more than ten feet.
After the crowd dispersed, only a thin figure remained.
Ji Hang is still standing there at this moment. Unlike other monks who are watching, the one with the lowest cultivation level among the crowd is also in the foundation building stage, and she is just entering the second level of Qi Refining. At this moment, she is still immersed in the world of rays of light, even though there are magic weapons outside.
The fight was fierce, but it didn't wake her up from the world of rays of light.
At this moment, the fight between the glazed lantern and the "Thunder God's Cauldron" has reached its most intense stage. The thunder of the "Thunder God's Cauldron" is rolling and deafening, and the glazed lantern is also shaking in the air, and the golden light it emits is stronger than the other.
The magical powers of the two magic weapons collided together, resulting in a stalemate, and the aftermath of the spells dispersed in all directions. Several rays of golden light mixed with thunder fell on Ji Hang's head.
"Ji Hang!"
Li Xiran exclaimed subconsciously and pinched the spell in his hand, intending to block the aftermath of the spell for her. However, Liang Yan beside him was unhurried and had no intention of taking action.
The next moment, Li Xiaosong on Ji Hang's shoulder opened his mouth and yawned, then stretched out his flesh claws and slapped forward. The menacing golden light was instantly shattered by her!
"Huh?"
Li Xiran's eyes widened and he looked at Li Xiaosong on Ji Hang's shoulder, his face full of surprise.
Only now did she realize that this seemingly harmless little snow-white beast was actually not inferior to her in strength!
Let's say that Li Xiaosong scattered the golden light with one claw, and then stretched out his claw again, trying to scatter the remaining thunder.
However, before she could take action, the thunderbolt suddenly stopped, and then spun around in mid-air, turning into a lightning filament as long as a thumb, and burrowed into Ji Hang's palm.
At this time, Ji Hang had woken up from the world of rays of light. He suddenly felt that the palm of his hand was very itchy. He couldn't help but spread his right hand and looked down.
I saw a thin blue thread in the palm of my right hand, like a caterpillar, constantly swimming in my palm, sometimes wrapping around my wrist, and sometimes drilling into the gaps between my fingers. It looked very...
Naughty.
"Huh? Where did the bugs come from?"
After all, Ji Hang was still a child. Although he had just experienced his own life in the Xiaguang world not long ago, as soon as he woke up, he was attracted by the vision in his hands, his eyes shone, and he started to play with it carefully.
She was only at the second level of Qi training, but she was unscathed within the fighting range of the two rare treasures. Everyone around her was amazed and couldn't help but look up and down.
The two people who were fighting for treasures were also attracted.
The difference was that the bald monk's eyes ignored Ji Hang and fell on Li Xiaosong on her shoulder. He looked at the little snow-white beast and nodded repeatedly. Although his face was kind, there was a trace of greed hidden in his eyes.
The black-robed Taoist priest, on the other hand, didn't look at Li Xiaosong at all. His triangular eyes only looked at Ji Hang. The more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became, and a smile appeared on his originally gloomy face.
Ji Hang's heart dropped when he saw the Taoist priest, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of alarm on his face.
But Li Xiaosong on her shoulder grinned, smiling and gearing up, looking eager to fight with others.
After a while, the monk and Taoist priest collected the magic weapons at the same time and walked towards where Ji Hang was.
The monk among them clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "Little friend, the spiritual beast on your shoulder can actually understand the Buddha's teachings. It was transformed by a ray of Buddha's light from the poor monk just now. It is obviously the same as my Buddha."
It's destined! I see that my little friend is not a monk of the beast-controlling style. How about making a deal with the poor monk? As long as you give this spirit to my Buddha, the poor monk will teach you a skill to ensure that you can practice it to the end.
Yuanjing!”
This person looks kind and kind, but he is a shameless person. It was Li Xiaosong who clearly broke up the golden light, but he said that he was transformed by his own "Buddha's Light" and even exchanged his kung fu with Ji Hang for a spiritual beast. It was obvious that he was
Seeing that her cultivation level is too low and there are no elders around her to protect her, she would act like this.
As for the black-robed Taoist priest, he stared at Ji Hang for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Little baby, the old Taoist is also destined to you. Why not worship under the old Taoist disciple? As long as you serve with all your heart, I will spread the word from now on."
How about your magical powers that make you infinitely beautiful?"
The Mangdang Mountains were barren and there were few cultivation resources. Ji Hang came out of the Shiwan Mountains. Although he had the second level of Qi refining, he had only learned some low-level techniques that were not popular.
The monk and the Taoist both had the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm. Naturally, they could see through her basic background at a glance and knew that she could never be a disciple of a big sect or a big family. Otherwise, they would not dare to rob people and spiritual beasts at the first opening.
, take people as apprentices.
Seeing the two people getting closer and closer, Ji Hang felt chilled in his heart and took a few steps back. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly flashed.
I saw a tall figure in gray clothes blocking the front.
"You two, please respect yourselves."
Liang Yan's voice was extremely cold, and his face was a little gloomy.
The two monks stopped at the same time. The two people who were confronting each other just now looked at each other, and they seemed to see the desire in each other's hearts.
"Why did fellow Taoist come forward? Could it be that you have also taken a fancy to this little baby's spiritual beast?" The monk smiled, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I'm not as mean as you."
Liang Yan snorted coldly, then showed a half-smiling expression and said, "But this spiritual beast wants to follow me, and I can't help it, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little white beast rushed forward and returned to Liang Yan's shoulder.
However, the little beast lying on Liang Yan's shoulder looked a little listless, as if he knew that if this person took action, he would have no fight left.
"Hmph, this Taoist friend is shameless. This spiritual beast is obviously destined to be my Buddha. I want to exchange my skills with that little friend, but you come here with nothing. You don't take me seriously!"
While he was speaking, he suddenly stamped his foot, and a golden light burst out from under his foot, penetrated into the ground, and disappeared suddenly.
Before the people around him could take a closer look, they saw a thin crack opening in the street, and a golden dragon could be vaguely seen passing through it, arriving at Liang Yan's feet in an instant.
"hold head high!"
But hearing the roar of the dragon, the golden dragon burst out of the ground, opened its huge bloody mouth, and was about to swallow Liang Yan above him.
"'Golden Dragon Turning Clouds'? Haha, it turns out he is a fake monk!"
Liang Yan put his hands behind his back, laughed loudly, suddenly raised his right foot and stamped it down.
The golden dragon that was still roaring just now was stomped by his right foot and closed its mouth instantly. The huge dragon head sunk inward, and the dragon's body that had not yet been exposed was completely stepped back into the ground!
"Woo"
The sound of the dragon's roar turned into a whimpering sound, as if he had suffered all the grievances and dug in again.
Liang Yan kicked the golden dragon back and scratched his foot on the ground. The upturned soil was instantly flattened, and even the cracked street was closed again. In the blink of an eye, the whole street returned to calm, as if everything
None of it happened.
Only the bald monk's eyes widened, "Thump thump thump!" He took seven steps back and pointed at Liang Yan with a look of disbelief on his face.
His face turned red, and he seemed to want to say something, but couldn't. Suddenly he said "Wow!" and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"you you."
After vomiting blood, the monk's legs were weak and he could hardly stand. He said the word "you" twice. He seemed to have realized something and didn't dare to stay anymore. He turned around and ran towards the corner of the street, disappearing in an instant.
It's gone.
When everyone around saw this scene and heard Liang Yan talking about the "Golden Dragon Cloud Turning Skill", they all understood in an instant.
This "Golden Dragon Turning Clouds Kung Fu" is not a separate practice. It is paired with the "Earth Dragon Turning Rain Kung Fu". It requires a man and a woman to practice together. The man practices the Golden Dragon and the woman practices it.
Earth, dragon, yin and yang harmonize and nourish each other to achieve great success.
If one person practices forcibly alone, the spiritual power will flow backwards, the veins will flow backwards, and the body will explode and die soon.
The great monk just now actually practiced the "Golden Dragon Cloud Turning Technique" to the level of the Golden Core Realm. He is most likely a fake monk, or at least not a serious Buddhist disciple.
Liang Yan has practiced in Bihai Palace for fifty years, and now his vision and knowledge are much better than before. Just now he saw through the origin of the monk's technique at a glance, and now he turned his eyes and fell on the black-robed Taoist priest again.
Before he could speak, the Taoist priest had already begun to beg for mercy:
"I know I'm guilty. I don't know how to see Mount Tai. I didn't know that an expert was here, so I retreated and didn't dare to disturb the senior!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, followed the example of the monk, and walked towards the corner at the end of the street.
