"Lei Gong Ding?"

The bald monk laughed loudly and said, "Although Shenxiao Mountain is famous for its Daoist thunder method, but the poor monk has never heard of the 'Thunder God Cauldron'. I'm afraid it wasn't your whimsy, making it up?"

After hearing that, the black-robed old Taoist's face was blackened with anger, and he said angrily: "You shameless donkey, you actually slandered the old Taoist, come on, since you said that my 'Thunder God' is fake, how about the two of us?" Gestures?"

The monk sneered: "Since this is the case, how do you compare it? Let's draw the road, and all the poor monks will follow!"

The black-robed Taoist thought for a moment, and shouted: "Stinky donkey, this is in Guangling City, and it's not easy to fight with hands. However, the 'Wentai Fighting Treasure Conference' is coming, and there are experts in appraising treasures on both sides. Why don't we use treasures? Doubao, who is the real thing and who is the fake, you will know once you test it!"

"good!"

The bald monk chuckled and threw the precious glazed lamp in his hand into the air. The lamp immediately shot out all kinds of rays of light, shining on the heads of everyone, colorful and beautiful.

"Niubi, look carefully. This precious lamp of mine contains the way of the birth and death of Buddhism. Every ray of light is a lifetime in the world. If your 'Lei Gong Ding' can break my Buddha's light, the poor monk will surrender immediately!"

When he spoke, the rays of light in the glazed lantern were already very dazzling, covering a hundred feet around, Ji Hang squeezed in the crowd, looked up, and was instantly attracted by one of the lights.

Through this ray of light, she actually saw the days when she was practicing in Lingwu Kingdom when she was a child.

In the house, my father guides my practice. Although he is always very strict, the love in his eyes cannot be hidden. There is also my mother, who is always so gentle and speaks in a low voice. When I make mistakes, I teach myself over and over again......

Everything has gradually faded away.

Instead, there are rampant monsters, wanton massacres, everything is so cruel.

Ji Hang's eyes flickered, aroused hatred, and a low growl came out of his throat, like a wolf cub, wanting to pounce on and bite the enemy.

But after a while, the scene in the glow changed again, and all the brutal monsters turned into **** water, like the ebbing sea water, getting farther and farther away from me, and when all the things I didn't want to remember were gone, a gentle figure.

It was a woman, wearing Taoist robes and wearing a green sword, with a gentle voice and gentle eyes, and she was ninety percent similar to her dead mother.

Just hearing this voice, her heart full of hatred can calm down, and then being hugged by the other party, even if she is a wolf cub, she will become a kitten from behind.

Gradually, Ji Hang's gaze was immersed in the glow, and he became dull.

In fact, it wasn't just him, the surrounding crowd, those with a slightly lower cultivation base, were all average at the moment.

Some people thought of the mortal world they had experienced, some saw their future cultivation path, and some saw the obsession hidden in their hearts.

Almost 80% of the onlookers were immersed in the Buddha light of the glazed lamp, as if looking back at their own life, they seemed unable to extricate themselves.

Only a few monks who have cultivated beyond the Golden Core Realm can keep the Lingtai clear and not be affected by the Buddha light of this glazed lamp.

Liang Yan, as the True Monarch Tongxuan, naturally couldn't help him with the Buddha's light, but he looked at the precious lamp with a hint of admiration.

"The Buddha said: One flower, one world, one tree, one bodhi. Now this precious lamp, a ray of light is the world, which is quite a bit mysterious."

Hearing his praise, Li Xiran couldn't help laughing and said: "Master, the magic weapon used by this monk is indeed from Luotian Mountain? From this point of view, the Taoist priest is probably about to lose."

"That's not necessarily the case." Liang Yan smiled slightly, with a noncommittal expression on his face.

While talking, the black-robed Taoist priest had already taken the small brass tripod, and laughed wildly: "Bulk, your Buddha's light can pass others, but you can't help me with my 'Lei Gong Ding', let me enter your world of Buddha's light, Break your illusory glow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the "Thunder God Cauldron" forward, and the small brass tripod spun rapidly in mid-air, suddenly turning into a blue light, which went straight into the thousands of rays of light.

Rumble!

A dull sound resounded from the cauldron, and thunder burst out one after another, turning into countless thunder clouds, rushing towards the illusion in the glow.

The glazed lantern floating in mid-air seemed to sense the danger, and hastily released golden light to stop the thunder cloud, and fought viciously with it.

The two magic weapons are not ordinary people. The golden light and thunder clouds attack each other. Sometimes the golden light shines, and sometimes the thunder explodes. The aftermath of the collision of mana creates ripples around.

Due to the huge momentum, the monks who had been immersed in the world of rays of light before were all awakened at this moment. In order not to be injured by the aftermath of the fight between the two magic weapons, these people all moved back more than ten feet.

After the crowd dispersed, only a thin figure was left behind.

Ji Hang is still standing in place at this moment. Unlike other onlookers, the lowest level of cultivation in the crowd is also in the foundation building stage, and she is only at the beginning of the second level of Qi Refining. At this moment, she is still immersed in the world of rays of light. The momentum of the fight was very fierce, but it didn't wake her up from the Xiaguang world.

At this moment, the battle between the Liuli Deng and the "Lei Gong Ding" has reached the most intense stage. The "Lei Gong Ding" thunder is rolling and deafening, and the Liu Li Deng is also shaking in mid-air, and the golden light emitted is stronger than the wave.

The supernatural powers of the two magic weapons collided, and there was a stalemate, and the aftermath of the spell also dispersed around. Several streaks of golden light mixed with thunder fell on top of Ji Hang's head.

"Ji Hang!"

Li Xiran subconsciously exclaimed, pinched the spell in his hand, intending to block the aftermath of the spell for her. But Liang Yan next to him was not in a hurry, and he didn't even have the slightest intention to make a move.

The next moment, Li Xiaosong on Ji Hang's shoulder opened his mouth and yawned, then stretched out his claws and patted forward. The menacing golden light was instantly smashed to pieces by her!

"Huh?"

Li Xiran's eyes widened, looking at Li Xiaosong on Ji Hang's shoulder, his face was full of surprise.

Only now did she realize that this little snow-white beast, which looks harmless to humans and animals, is actually not inferior to her in strength!

Let's say that Li Xiaosong scattered the golden light with one paw, and stretched out his claws again, trying to scatter the rest of the thunder.

However, before she could make a move, the thunderbolt stopped suddenly, and then turned into a thin filament of lightning that was about the length of a thumb, and burrowed into Ji Hang's palm.

At this time, Ji Hang had already woken up from the world of rays of light, and suddenly felt his palms were very itchy, so he couldn't help spreading his right hand and looking down.

I saw a blue filament in the palm of my right hand, like a caterpillar, constantly swimming in the palm, sometimes circling around the wrist, and sometimes burrowing back and forth between the fingers, it looked very Naughty.

"Huh? Where did the bug come from?"

After all, Ji Hang was still a child. Although he had just experienced his life in the Xiaguang World not long ago, when he woke up, he was attracted by the vision in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he began 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.

And the two who were fighting treasures were also attracted.

The difference is that the bald monk's gaze ignored Ji Hang, and landed on Li Xiaosong who was on her shoulder. Looking at this little snow-white beast, he nodded repeatedly. Although his face was kind, there was a trace of greed hidden in his eyes.

On the other hand, the black-robed Taoist priest didn't look at Li Xiaosong at all, and his triangular eyes only circled Ji Hang's body. The more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became.

Ji Hang's heart turned cold when he was looked at by the Taoist priest, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of vigilance on his face.

On the other hand, Li Xiaosong on her shoulders opened his mouth, grinning and gearing up, looking eager to try and fight with others.

After a while, the monk and the Taoist priest took away the magic weapon at the same time and walked towards Ji Hang's location.

Among them, the monk put his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "Little friend, the spirit beast on your shoulder can actually comprehend the Dharma. It was transformed by a ray of Buddha's light from the poor monk just now. It is obviously related to my Buddha." Destiny! I don't think my little friend is a monk of beast control, how about making a deal with the poor monk? Just give this spirit to my Buddha, and the poor monk will teach you a skill to ensure that you can practice until you get together Yuanjing!"

This person looks kind and kind, but he is a shameless person. It was Li Xiaosong who broke the golden light, but he said that he was converted by his own "Buddha's light", and he even exchanged kung fu with Ji Hang for a spirit beast. Seeing that her cultivation base is too low, and there are no elders around to support her, she behaves like this.

As for the black-robed Taoist priest, he stared at Ji Hang for a long time, and the more satisfied he was, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Little baby, the old Taoist also has a destiny with you, why don't you worship under the old Taoist sect, as long as you serve him wholeheartedly, you will be passed on from now on." Your martial art is supernatural, making you infinitely beautiful, how about it?"

The Mangdang Mountains are poor and poor, and the cultivation resources are scarce. Ji Hang walked out of the 100,000 mountains. Although he has the second level of Qi Refining, he has learned some low-level exercises before.

Both the monk and the Taoist have the cultivation base of the Golden Core Realm, so they can see through her foundation at a glance, and know that she can't be a disciple of a big sect or a big family, otherwise they wouldn't dare to **** people and spirit beasts. , accept people as apprentices.

Seeing the two getting closer, Ji Hang felt chills in his heart, and took a few steps back. He was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly flickered.

A tall figure in gray clothes stood in front of him.

"You two, please respect yourselves."

Liang Yan's voice was extremely indifferent, and his face was a little gloomy.

Together, the monks stopped in their tracks. The two who had been confronting each other just now looked at each other, as if they could see the desire in the other's heart.

"Why did fellow Daoist come forward? Could it be that he also fell in love with this little baby's spirit beast?" The monk smiled, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm not as low as you."

Liang Yan snorted coldly, and then showed a smile that was not a smile and said: "But this spirit beast wants to follow me, and I can't help it, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the little white beast jumped forward and returned to Liang Yan's shoulder.

However, the little beast lying on Liang Yan's shoulder seemed a little listless, as if he knew that this person would make a move, and he was helpless.

"Hmph, this Taoist friend is shameless. This spirit beast is clearly destined to be my Buddha. I want to exchange exercises with that little friend, but you come here as an empty-handed white wolf. You don't care about me!"

While he was speaking, he stomped his foot suddenly, and saw a golden light bursting out from under his feet, going deep into the ground, and disappearing suddenly.

Before the people around could take a closer look, they saw a thin crack in the street, and a golden dragon could be seen passing through it, and it came to Liang Yan's feet in an instant.

"hold head high!"

But after hearing the roar of the dragon chant, the golden dragon broke through the ground, opened a huge mouth, and was about to swallow Liang Yan from above.

"'Golden Flood Flood Cloud Kung Fu'? Haha, it turns out he's a fake monk!"

Liang Yan put his hands behind his back, laughed loudly, suddenly raised his right foot, and stomped down.

The golden dragon who was still roaring just now was stomped on by his right foot, and his mouth was instantly closed. The huge dragon head was sunken inward, and the dragon body that had not yet protruded was completely pushed back to the ground!

"Woo..."

The sound of the dragon's chant turned into a whimper, as if he had suffered all the grievances, and he went down again.

Liang Yan kicked Jin Jiao back, and with a sweep of his foot on the ground, the upturned soil was instantly flattened, and even the cracked street was closed again, but in the blink of an eye, the whole street returned to calm, as if everything Neither happened.

Only the bald-headed monk opened his eyes wide, "Deng thump!" He stepped back seven steps in a row, pointed at Liang Yan, his face was full of disbelief.

His face was flushed, and he seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say it. Suddenly, "Wow!", a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

"you you........"

After vomiting blood, the monk's legs became weak, and he almost couldn't stand. He said two words "you" in succession, as if he had realized something, and he didn't dare to stay any longer. 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 say "Jin Jiao's Art of Overcoming the Clouds~lightnovelpub.net~, they all understood in an instant.

This "Golden Flood Dragon Overturning the Cloud Kungfu" is not a kung fu practiced alone. It is paired with the "Earth Dragon Overturning the Rain Kungfu", which requires a man and a woman to practice together. The earth dragon, the harmony of yin and yang, nourishes each other, and can achieve great success.

If one person forcibly cultivates alone, his spiritual power will flow backwards, his veins will flow backwards, and he will explode and die in a short time.

The great monk just now practiced the "Golden Flood Flood Cloud Kungfu" to the level of the Golden Core Realm. He is most likely a fake monk, at least not a serious Buddhist disciple.

Liang Yan has practiced in Bihai Palace for fifty years, and now his vision and knowledge are far better than before. Just now, he saw through the origin of the monk's exercises at a glance, but now he turned his eyes and fell on the black-robed Taoist priest.

Before he could speak, the Taoist priest begged for mercy:

"The poor Taoist is guilty, the poor Taoist has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, I don't know if it's an expert coming here, so I retreat, I don't dare to disturb the senior!" As soon as the words fell, he turned around, and followed the monk, and went to the corner at the end of the street. slipped away.

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