Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 216 The Angel of the White Lotus (Part [-])
Meng Zhixi, the divine envoy who holds the scriptures, fell out of the escape method of the void between the two worlds, and looked at Lin Xuanzhi with frowning eyes.

And Bai Yujing, Tu Shanyuhuang and the few people who came to commit the crime couldn't help paying attention.

"Little friend Lin..."

"He is one of the envoys under Luo Menghong, the Lord of the White Lotus, and Meng Zhixi, the envoy who holds scriptures. His cultivation is not weak, and he has many means."

Although Bai Yujing was puzzled, he didn't ask Lin Xuanzhi how he found Meng Zhixi.

As for the deaf and dumb, Master Beifeng also looked at the divine envoy in surprise.

Obviously, they didn't go all the way.

Meng Zhixi was not flustered even though he was surprised when his Xingzang was exposed.

Being able to be said by Bai Yujing that his cultivation level is good, it is naturally an existence at the level of Yin God.

Meng Zhixi was dressed in a scarlet robe with a dignified appearance, but he couldn't help looking at Lin Xuanzhi and said in amazement: "You are a junior with rare appearance and outstanding demeanor. Could it be that you are a rare male cultivator in Yaochi? Which high-ranking nun's concubine?"

It is said that Yaochi male cultivators can become Yaochi female cultivators as long as they wish.

But Meng Zhixi thought to himself that he couldn't find anyone other than the direct descendants of Yaochi who could command such a level of Yaochi protectors.

Lin Xuanzhi was not angry when he heard the words, he just stared at Meng Zhixi with silly and bold eyes, and said with a calm smile: "Senior, do you know what is lighting a lamp in a hut? I dare to make rumors about fairy tales in Yaochi, I admire you very much."

This eyedrop must be taken to Yaochi later!

As soon as Meng Zhixi heard Lin Xuanzhi's words, he knew that the person in front of him was not from Yaochi, but he didn't allow him to think about it at all, and saw the tall and tall Yunjin godman bursting with immeasurable plain color cloud realm magic light and coming menacingly.

The pure white and floating plain color Dharma light seems weak and weak, but with a light sweep, it can instantly wipe out the divine light of incense and fire around it.

Lin Xuanzhi could already see that this guy was not from the main body, but just an incense avatar.

Meng Zhixi shook his head and sighed, he just wanted to catch a leak, but he never expected to be stopped by a junior.

Tu Shanyuhuang used one against two to stop the deaf-mute elders and the man in black who turned into a pangolin, and he seemed to be very capable. Seeing this, he also smiled maliciously: "Isn't it just that when you fall asleep, someone will give you a pillow?" ? Fuck him!"

"The incense and golden body of the Yin God level wipes away the spiritual wisdom, breaks up the training, and can recover tens of thousands of taels of sky silver."

This is obviously not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled slightly, and saw that Meng Zhixi had manifested into a three-headed and eight-armed Dharma figure sitting on a fifth-grade white lotus, like Buddha and Tao, holding a treasure in each hand.

At the same time, a handsome male cultivator with indifferent and dull eyes walked out from behind him, stepping on a river of sword energy, he ran directly to Fang Ruonan's grave.

The figure of Yunjin Shenren was maintained at a size of tens of feet. Under the leadership of Lin Xuanzhi's own spiritual consciousness, the whole of the three thousand Taoist soldiers was more agile and natural.

In each of the left and right hands, a long spear condensed from the plain cloud realm dharma light protruded out like a dragon, and strangled many white lotuses outside Meng Zhixi's body in an instant.

Immediately, the god-man opened his mouth and spat out, spewing out endless clouds to intercept the long river of sword energy and trap the enslaved man.

With the experience of being in charge of the Blessing Saint Immortal Formation in the Nine Heavens and Clouds Dharma Realm in Netherland and the understanding of the Yutai Immortal Mirror, Lin Xuanzhi did not feel any unfamiliarity in manipulating the Yunjin Godman.

The Dharma Light of Su Seyun Realm is like a rainbow reaching the sky, criss-crossing and trying to completely trap Meng Zhixi.

"You still said that you are not the direct descendant of Yao Chi!"

Meng Zhixi sneered, and immediately saw him open a spiritual weapon in the form of a scroll of scriptures, and many words were flying, accompanied by the sound of prayer penetrating into the bottom of his heart, as if calling people to convert in the next moment.

At the same time, after clasping the palms of his hands together, it changed countless times in an instant, and an inanimate dharma seal condensed out of the void, and suddenly fell towards the Yunjin Godman with a sudden shock. Can't help but fall tens of miles away.

"It seems that Yunjin Shenren is not as good as the powerful Yinshen Venerable."

After Lin Xuanzhi had a clearer understanding of Dao Bing Shenren, he couldn't help but secretly nodded.

Meng Zhixi took the opportunity to bully him. The "Do nothing and lament the world scripture" just now can be described as an indiscriminate spiritual attack, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity.

But before taking a few steps forward, he found that the god-man Yunjin had dispersed in just an instant, turning into three thousand Taoist soldiers and hiding in the clouds, forming a large formation to trap him and the enslaved monk.

Meng Zhixi turned his head suddenly, and saw that junior's eyes were clear and calm, and he didn't seem to be affected by "Inaction and Sighing the World Classics" in the slightest.

"This is impossible!"

His Taoism has reached perfection, even the master of Baishan's mind will be affected to some extent, and only Master Beifeng can ignore it.

"Tough heart? Impossible! Protect the treasure of the mind?!"

"Could it be that the son of a fairy was born outside?"

But Lin Xuanzhi wouldn't respond to him at all, knowing that he couldn't beat the opponent, he just held back.

This nine-layer cloud formation is imitated by the deduction of the nine-layer Tiangang atmosphere. It does not seek to win, but only to trap the enemy. Even if Meng Zhixi is quite powerful, it is not a short-term effort to get out of trouble.

If you make a mistake in one step of the battle, you will be imprisoned!

Even without the moon appearing, the Yuan Jun Immortal Pot flew above Lin Xuanzhi's head.

Although the "Wuwei Sighs the World Classic" directly points to the vital point of the soul, under the "halo of the sun god", it is impossible to enter Lin Xuan's Zifu.

And even if he entered the Purple Mansion, he obviously couldn't pass the level of the moon.

Meng Zhixi, who showed his supernatural power one moment and blasted the gods away, was trapped in the formation the next moment, and everyone was stunned.

Although Bai Yujing lost his mind for a moment and was almost robbed of the opportunity by Master Beifeng, he also noticed Lin Xuanzhi.

"Xuandu Temple really loves disciples, a secret treasure that protects the soul? Tsk tsk tsk!"

At this moment, the law of heaven and earth was turbulent, and a multicolored glow shot from the void into the tomb.

Fang Ruonan was obviously about to succeed.

"Really, is there anyone else?" Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help asking.

Yuan Junzi felt silently for a moment and then shook his head: "It's gone. If there are some things, if the poor can't find out, you probably can't stop them."

Lin Xuanzhi nodded and smiled, so he did his best.

Turning to look at Meng Zhixi who was struggling to break through, he said solemnly: "I'm really not from Yaochi."

Meng Zhixi didn't know why, and then he saw Lin Xuanzhi raised his right hand and slapped it down in the formation.

Meng Zhixi's brows were tightly furrowed, and there was no sign of movement, just amidst suspicion, his expression suddenly changed.

I only felt an invisible and qualityless, but empty and majestic attack suddenly descending.

When he wanted to deal with it, he saw countless clouds churning forward to obstruct him, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his mana flow was very stagnant, but he was powerless to stop it.

Unexpectedly, the attack did not fall on him, but Meng Zhixi felt even worse.

Because he vaguely realized what the attack was.

There seemed to be an invisible thunder in his mind, and the mind of the male cultivator enslaved by Meng Zhixi seemed to be released from the cage, and his eyes began to break free from the indifference and daze.

"here it is……"

The sword energy was strong, and it turned into a long river and the setting sun shrouded Meng Zhixi in a sudden turn.

Meng Zhixi's face changed drastically: "Have you really broken free from the slavery of your soul?"

"The emptiness and formless true thunder of Xuandu Guan? Wait, you are the true master of Xuandu who deceived that kid Xu Xuan!"

He knew that there was such a person, but with his cultivation as a Yinshen venerable, he didn't have the time to understand a junior who had just graduated from the teacher.

Lin Xuanzhi's eyes moved, and he couldn't help laughing: "I just said that I am not from Yaochi."

"Hehe, you are not the only one who knows how to deal with the soul."

The enslaved sword cultivator nodded towards Lin Xuanzhi with tired eyes, and then attacked Meng Zhixi with all his might.

Now Lin Xuanzhi didn't need to expend any effort, it was enough to maintain the formation and not let him out of trouble.

However, if it is too late, things will change, Lin Xuanzhi still sees the right time to shoot out the plain cloud realm magic light to assist the sword cultivator from time to time.

Although this sword cultivator's strength is not at its peak, it is obviously much stronger than Meng Zhixi.

The reason why he was enslaved was probably because he was deceived or fell into siege.

"Using the last real thunder given by Uncle Su is also considered a good deed."

"But this person knows Xu Xuan, could it be that he is also from the lineage of Tianjue Bodhisattva?"

"It makes sense..."

"How can I call it cheating? I really taught Xu Xuan something, but the fee is a little higher!"

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