The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 93 Exposure of Identity
The arena was instantly covered by golden and blue light.

Rumbling thunder exploded above, and countless electric arcs spread to the surroundings.

The entire arena was filled with lightning, and countless rocks were directly lifted up.

The terrifying thunder and lightning seemed to be the end of the world.

In the face of real natural disasters, human beings are extremely small.

The hearts of many Qingyun disciples are filled with loneliness and endless desolation.

However, when the smoke and dust around him cleared up, Luo Qingyang with his palms clasped inside was revealed.

Although he has long hair like ink and is dressed in a white Taoist robe, he doesn't look like a monk.

However, those clasped hands seemed extraordinarily Buddha-like.

Surrounded by countless thunder and lightning, Luo Qingyang was unharmed, not even the surrounding rocks were damaged.

On the other side, Lu Xueqi's face was pale and bloodless, and her figure suspended in mid-air was precarious.

After seeing that his strongest Taoism did not cause the slightest harm to Luo Qingyang.

On the contrary, Lu Xueqi relaxed her tense nerves, and she fell directly from the sky with the spiritual energy in her body exhausted.

Master Shuiyue below was about to step forward to save someone, but a figure on the stage appeared below without warning.

He reached out to catch Lu Xueqi, picked her up with a princess hug, and slowly landed on the ring.

"I admit defeat in this battle."

After Luo Qingyang hugged Lu Xueqi, he chose to admit defeat without warning.

For him, the Qimai Martial Arts Competition was a task given to him by Reverend Daoxuan, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

As for the six-fold mirror as the reward for the championship, he didn't like it either.

That thing is not as good as Heshibi, which gathers the luck of Qingyun and Tianyin, and its power is not at the same level.

"Nephew Luo, have you thought about it?"

Seeing Luo Qingyang admit defeat, Suru confirmed to him again.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Luo Qingyang was unscathed and Lu Xueqi was at the end of her battle.

At this moment, the real strongest disciple of the new generation is the Daoist of Tongtian Peak.

"Junior Sister Lu forced me to use Dafan Prajna. I used a non-Qingyun sect's technique, so naturally I was the loser."

Luo Qingyang said righteously.

There is nothing wrong with this!This is Qingyunmen Qimai martial arts, using Tianyin Temple's Dafan Prajna, he must be considered a loser!
"Luo Qingyang, why don't you explain quickly, where did you steal the Dafan Prajna from?"

Taoist Cangsong immediately drew out his long sword, intending to strike directly.

Everyone knows that the untransmitted secret of Qingyunmen is Taiji Xuanqing Dao, and the untransmitted secret of Tianyin Temple is Dafan Prajna.

They are both righteous sects, once Qingyun disciples secretly learn Dafan Prajna, they Qingyunmen must give Tianyin Temple an explanation.

"It's a joke, as a direct disciple of Puhong, if I can't learn Dafan Prajna, can I be Master Cangsong, can you learn it?"

Luo Qingyang sneered, and stared at Taoist Cangsong with fiery eyes.

He has changed his mind a little now, he can't take advantage of Taoist Cangsong like this.

I'm afraid no one thought that Cangsong still had bloodthirsty beads on her body, which was snatched from Puzhi back then in Caomiao Village.

And all the villagers in Caomiao Village had their blood sucked by the bloodthirsty beads.

The reason Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were able to escape was all due to Pu Zhi's swearing to protect them, so they couldn't keep the Bloodthirsty Bead.

Luo Qingyang checked through Fate Pass, and there were thousands of ordinary people killed by Cangsong Laodao.

Either used to refine evil magic weapon, or used to feed bloodthirsty beads.

After Luo Qingyang saw what happened to Cangsong, he turned around and planned to abolish him directly, and take him back to his master.

"Since you are a disciple of Qingyun, how can you worship Puhong as your teacher?"

Taoist Cangsong didn't believe what he said, but this young genius from Qingyun Sect could still worship the abbot of Tianyin Temple as his teacher.

"Hehe, actually I don't want to, but I can't resist them begging me to be a teacher!
Who told me that I was born with the six skills of Buddhism, and was considered by Tianyin Temple to be the reincarnation of the Buddha, so I have to be regarded as a disciple of the Buddha! "

Luo Qingyang stared at Taoist Cangsong coldly, as if he had seen through everything.

Daoxuan Daoxuan at the side gradually became serious. He knew that Luo Qingyang would not target Cangsong for no reason.

He is proficient in the six disciplines of Buddhism, he can see a person's past and know other people's secrets.

I'm afraid that when Luo Qingyang breaks through to the Shangqing Realm, even he and Wan Jianyi in the Taiqing Realm will not be able to escape Luo Qingyang's detection.

"Six connections of Buddhism?"

Master Shuiyue's mouth twitched.

If this was the case, wouldn't it be that every time she thought about it, Luo Qingyang read it to her.

Then her friendship with Wan Jianyi was also known by his apprentice, and this time it was a big shame.

"Okay, Qingyang's worship of Puhong as a teacher is the result of discussions between me and Puzhi Divine Monk. You don't need to mention this matter again."

Reverend Daoxuan pressed his hands to make everyone calm down.

Anyway, this matter will be known to everyone sooner or later. Since Luo Qingyang took the initiative to expose it, let's announce it directly!
"The champion of the Qimai martial arts competition this time is Lu Xueqi. After half a month, the top four of this Qimai martial arts competition will all come to Yuqing Palace. I have a task for you."

Afterwards, Master Daoxuan announced the result. As for who is the champion, it doesn't really matter at all.

Anyway, Luo Qingyang, the Daoist of Tongtian Peak, has become a Daoist of Qingyun Sect, and he is the hope of Qingyun Sect.

"Uncle Shuiyue, the Dafan Prajna, which is also cultivated by my disciple, has a very good healing effect. I will take Junior Sister Lu back to heal your wounds, and I will return you a healthy disciple in two days."

Luo Qingyang hugged Lu Xueqi, and said to Master Shuiyue gently.

"go Go."

Master Shuiyue hurriedly waved his hand, for fear that this guy would read her thoughts again.

From then on, Luo Qingyang reckoned that there would be plague gods at the top of each peak.

Who would want his secret to come out of Luo Qingyang's mouth?

"Thank you, Uncle Shuiyue."

Luo Qingyang instantly cast the sword escape technique, and it turned into a green sword light and disappeared on the square.

The two contestants left, but a group of spectators remained, who slowly withdrew from Tongtian Peak.

In the small courtyard next to the ancestor's ancestral hall.

A sword shadow of green light fell and turned into two figures. Luo Qingyang glanced around and found that Wan Jianyi was not in the yard.

He hugged Lu Xueqi and went back to his room.

"Junior Sister Lu, let me heal your injuries first."

With a wave of Luo Qingyang's hand, Lu Xueqi, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, raised her hands.

He immediately used his palms to resist, and then circulated Dafan Prajna to help Lu Xueqi heal her injuries.

Although Taiji Xuanqing Dao can also heal injuries, but comparatively speaking, it is better at attacking, and the healing effect is far less than that of Dafan Prajna.

It wasn't until the next morning that Luo Qingyang finished healing his wounds. His spiritual energy was consumed a lot, but he wasn't greatly affected.

The most important thing is that it still consumes a lot of energy, and it needs to sleep to recover.

"Junior Sister Lu, I'll make some porridge first. You should take a good rest after drinking it. You should recover slowly from the aura you consumed. It's best not to drink alcohol in the near future."

Luo Qingyang supported Lu Xueqi to lie down, and covered her with a quilt.

Now, almost all of Lu Xueqi's internal and external injuries have healed, only the exhausted aura and spirit remained.

Just when Luo Qingyang got up, he was about to go out and make some millet porridge for Lu Xueqi to rest his stomach on.

A soft and boneless hand suddenly grabbed his palm.

(End of this chapter)