The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 12

Hou Xibai panicked as he was stared at by everyone.

The one standing in front of him now is Wanwan, the saint of the Demon Sect, Shi Feixuan, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai.

And Monk Qingyang, a demon monk who doesn't know the depth and has never made a move, but has a peerless lightness kung fu.

Although he knows some martial arts, he is self-taught, how can he compare with these people.

Since the longevity formula, he has studied it for a long time, but he still hasn't figured out why.

Why don't you just give them back.

He would definitely not admit that he chose Congxin, and returned the formula of longevity in less than three days.

"Hou observed it for two days, but still found nothing. Presumably, he has no destiny with the formula of longevity, so I will return it to the two brothers."

After Hou Xibai's words fell, he immediately threw out the formula of longevity in his arms.

Afterwards, he hurriedly backed away to keep a distance from everyone, so as not to be harmed by Chi Yu.

At the same time, Wanwan jumped up and grabbed the formula of longevity.

Concubine Shixuan followed closely behind, flying towards the formula of longevity, trying not to let Wanwan get it.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the field became tense again.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky.

I saw that Wanwan's body was full of demonic energy, and her clothes were blown up without any wind.

She didn't rush towards the formula of longevity, but on the way, she circulated her whole body's true energy and slapped Shi Feixuan with her palm.

Shi Feixuan, who was stuck in the air, had nowhere to rely on strength in the air, so she could only circulate her true energy to protect herself.

However, the infuriating Qi that was running in a hurry was an opponent who had been preparing for a long time.

Concubine Shixuan was slapped down with a palm, and Wan Wan stretched out her hand to catch the falling Longevity Formula without any haste.

On the other side, Luo Qingyang jumped lightly and caught Shi Feixuan who was falling.

"Qingyang, don't let Wanwan get the formula of longevity."

Concubine Shixuan couldn't care about her own injuries, the difference between men and women, and even less that Luo Qingyang was not her helper.

Now her mind is full of grabbing back the formula of longevity, this thing must not fall into the hands of the Yingui sect.

Even if it is given to other members of the Demon Sect, it cannot be taken away by Wan Wan.

Once the Queen of Yin Zhu Yuyan obtains the formula of longevity, she will definitely release the evil king Shi Zhixuan and bring out the evil emperor relic inside.

This will be a catastrophe for the entire martial arts world.

"Okay, I'll help you."

Seeing Shi Feixuan, Luo Qingyang firmly held his elbow.

In the end, she was still soft-hearted and decided to help Shi Feixuan. After all, she was her own sheep, and it was up to Shi Feixuan to gather the wool.

That Wanwan was really good, but she couldn't gather the wool, so he gave up.

"Brother Qingyang, yesterday he was still your little baby, and today you are going to fight him, you are hurting Wanwan too much."

Wanwan teased Luo Qingyang, but her whole body became tense.

She had never fought Luo Qingyang before, so she didn't know how deep it was.

But judging from the rumors in the world, no one can get cheap from Luo Qingyang at present, so it is probably not easy to deal with.

"Wanwan, return the formula of longevity to Xu Ziling, you don't want Xu Ziling to hate you, do you?"

Luo Qingyang handed over Shi Feixuan to Song Yuzhi and Li Xiuning who were on the side.

He stepped forward slowly, and made a Buddhist ceremony with one hand, as if an eminent monk was persuading the devil to turn around.

"If you want the formula of longevity, you can get it with your ability."

It was impossible for Wanwan to escape without a fight.

In this way, she locked the formula of longevity to Xu Ziling, how to explain to her master.

What's more, when she saw that Concubine Shixuan was injured and Xu Ziling looked nervous, Wanwan not only wasn't happy at all, but was extremely depressed.

She obviously worked so hard and helped Xu Ziling do so many things, otherwise, how could they have reached the Passionate Villa safely along the way.

I never thought of her as a witch, no matter how much she does, she can't compare to Shi Feixuan who is just a glimpse.

So this time, she really intends to take away the formula of longevity, and has no intention of returning it.

Even all her anger was vented on Shi Feixuan, she never thought of hurting Xu Ziling.

"That offends me."

Seeing this, Luo Qingyang had no choice but to act.

Even if the formula of longevity was given to Zhu Yuyan, they would not be able to practice their exercises, and it would be up to brothers Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling in the end.

In the whole world, probably only the two of them can practice the formula of longevity.

In terms of emotion and reason, Luo Qingyang will not let the formula of longevity be taken away by Wanwan, thus wasting precious time.

If it was against Guru Feixuan alone, he might find it difficult, but it was different for Wanwan, and many of Wanwan's efforts were useless to him.

Luo Qingyang kicked his feet, and his whole body was ejected.

Wanwan was not far behind, and quickly waved her hands, attacking Luo Qingyang with scarlet silk.

This pair of scarlet silks is made of special materials, invulnerable to swords and guns.

"Great Kasyapa Palm!"

With a wave of Luo Qingyang's right hand, a giant golden palm spewed out immediately.

That blow, which resembled a Buddha's blow, was extraordinarily deep, and the golden light lingering on it didn't look like magic at all.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

At some point, Wan Wan actually wore a bell on her scarlet silk and her wrist.

The crisp sound attracted some people with weak martial arts to directly fall into the illusion.

Seeing this, Concubine Shixuan pulled out the long flute from her waist, put it near her mouth and began to blow the mantra of purifying the heart.

On the other side, Luo Qingyang's giant palm had already been crushed by Wanwan's Zhu Ling.

The crisp bells, like invisible chains of ecstasy, were wrapped around Luo Qingyang's neck.

"Amitabha."

Luo Qingyang chanted a Buddha's name, and his body suddenly became soft.

I saw him slowly raising his hand to attack Wanwan without using his strength.

Instead, he danced gently, and then his body and feet also twisted.

An invisible wall of air enveloped Wanwan, and handsome figures appeared in the field.

They were dressed in cool clothes, twisted their bodies, and danced a beautiful dance.

"Monster Qingyang, being famous is not as good as meeting him. You monk is really weird. You actually performed the demon dance on me. There are so many handsome guys."

Wanwan's eyes widened, and she was numb.

As a woman who is good at seduction, one day, she will be given back to her body in the same way.

A few handsome men just want to confuse her, Wanwan, they underestimate her too much.

In her heart, there was only Xu Ziling, and no one could hurt her except Xu Ziling.

"now what?"

At some point, Luo Qingyang appeared opposite Wanwan, his eyes met, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, Wanwan's voice stopped abruptly, and even her breathing became short of breath.

The people watching the battle did not fall into the illusion amidst the sound of Shi Feixuan's flute.

"It's so weird, even the witch has been tricked."

Hou Xibai was startled suddenly.

He was very clear about the strength of the witch Wanwan, who was only stronger than him, not weaker.

But even so, just looking at the monk, he fell into some kind of extreme fear.

"Hiss, Miss Xiuning, why don't we stay away from that monk."

Song Yuzhi only felt his scalp go numb.

What kind of method is it to drag the other party into a painful struggle with just one look?
Even she, the daughter of Song Que, the Heavenly Saber, was unheard of.

(End of this chapter)