Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 428
In the gorgeous colorful brilliance, Long Xiaoyuan looked at Wang Mu, and suddenly smiled. The sincerity and deep affection without any impurities in her beautiful eyes were touching, and then she gently closed her beautiful eyes.

Wang Mu also smiled slightly, and put the star-like drop of blood between his fingers on Long Xiaoyuan's clean eyebrows.

"Om..."

The shock of the whole soul!
An unprecedented comfort and unprecedented ease arose spontaneously in her heart, causing Long Xiaoyuan to inhale deeply, and the smile on her face became more and more ethereal and calm. Wang Mu looked a little lost in that way, like A baby sleeping in the sun in a quiet afternoon.

After that star-like blood entered the body, under the control of Wang Mu's mental power, it went straight to the dantian along Long Xiaoyuan's meridians.

Long Xiaoyuan, who has just entered the middle stage of Yuanshen, the scene in her dantian is very different from that of Wang Mu, it is dim, and even the Yuanshen is very dim, with a pea next to it. Er'er's dragon ball was even more gloomy, suspended lifelessly in the void of his dantian.

When Long Xiaoyuan met Wang Mu again, Wang Mu's Earth Immortal cultivation shocked her for a long time. She thought that when she first met in Mortal Realm, Wang Mu was only at the foundation stage, and her cultivation was not as good as hers. It took only a long time for her to be promoted. Earth Immortal level, absolutely terrifying!
But on the other hand, Wang Mu looked at Long Xiaoyuan's dantian at this moment, but felt a little uncomfortable, that Dragon Emperor was too cruel.

Even if the Long Shaoyu brothers had hatred with the Dragon Emperor, it shouldn't affect the children and grandchildren, let alone they were all of the same clan, the number of the dragon clan was originally not comparable to other races, so it was too much to directly seal the blood of the entire dragon family.

You must know that although the Dragon Clan has both human and dragon realities, once the Dragon Clan bloodline is sealed, its talents, abilities, physique, etc. will be greatly affected. This is the reason why Long Xiaoyuan's dantian is so dim.

However, when that blood entered Long Xiaoyuan's body, everything felt as if it had been reborn, and it felt like the whole person had been sublimated.

Flowing through the meridians, permeating the flesh and blood, where the blood passed, left a faint colored trace in Long Xiaoyuan's flesh and blood, even Long Xiaoyuan herself could clearly feel the tenderness and peace from Wang Mu's blood , warm and comfortable.

The smile on her face gradually became blurred, as if immersed in the most beautiful dream.

Soon, the blood entered the dantian, so the dim dantian also brightened up, and then, under Wang Mu's control, the blood fell on the tiny dragon ball.

"Whoa..."

A clear and pleasant sound came, like an iceberg melting instantly, like a dead tree reborn!

The dragon ball lit up, first a fiery red color appeared, then the fiery red color suddenly dissipated, and the whole dragon ball returned to its original color.

It was white, with a layer of cold water mist steaming on it, like the gas evaporated from dry ice, but it was more gentle.

"Om..."

The revival of the dragon ball caused a huge shock to the primordial spirit next to him, as if the dantian had come alive all of a sudden, a deep longing was born, forming a huge attraction, rippling directly towards Long Xiaoyuan's body.

"Om..."

The void trembled, as if resonating with the trembling of the primordial spirit in Long Xiaoyuan's body.

In an instant, patches of milky white aura emerged, spreading across the thousand-meter sky.

"Roar……"

The dragon roar sounded.

Wang Mu withdrew his palm.

Long Xiaoyuan, who was sitting cross-legged, still smiled quietly and closed her eyes, but her whole body floated automatically.

A misty white mad dragon soared out of its dantian. Although the length of the dragon was less than ten meters, when the flying dragon was in the sky, it was full of strong winds. You could clearly see where the mad dragon passed by, and the void shook violently Fluttering, like the entire sky has become a curtain.

"The dragon of the wind? Hehe." Feeling the violent and restless wind between the heaven and the earth, looking at the misty white dragon, Wang Mu smiled gratifiedly.

After floating for tens of meters, Long Xiaoyuan was suspended in the air like that, and the misty white mad dragon snaked automatically, entangled on Long Xiaoyuan's waist, and then turned slowly.

And with this rotation, the aura of heaven and earth began to gather, like a river flowing into the sea, crazily converging towards Long Xiaoyuan, but in the blink of an eye, the filled white air condensed into a cloud cluster with a range of tens of meters, suspended above Long Xiaoyuan. A few tens of meters above Xiaoyuan's head, a thick milky white pillar of wind stretched out from the center of the cloud cluster, wrapped in a rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and crazily poured it into Long Xiaoyuan's body.

The bloodline has been sealed for many years, and the primordial spirit and dragon balls have been suppressed all the time. When they are released at this moment, the absorption is as violent as a volcanic eruption.

"Miss Long, why not try Flower Love Buddha."

Wang Mu got up, looked at Long Xiaoyuan in mid-air, and said softly.

Long Xiaoyuan's brows trembled, a smile filled the corner of her mouth, and she said to herself, "Flowers Love Buddha..."

As soon as the words Hua Lian Buddha came out, Long Xiaoyuan's thoughts had already moved, and the heaven and earth spiritual energy inhaled into her body suddenly changed into the running path of Hua Lian Buddha. , Continuously release the spiritual power of Yuanshen and Dragon Ball into the meridians, and re-temper through the trajectory of Hualianfo.

"Om... bang bang bang..."

With the cultivation of Hualian Buddha, the sky shook again, and then, Long Xiaoyuan lit up.

A cloud of pink brilliance overflowed from his body, fluttering, extremely gentle, with a light floral fragrance, and petals automatically scattered in the void around him, matching the white cloud above his head, like a rain of peach blossoms.

And behind Long Xiaoyuan, pink Buddha wheels rose up, and with the deafening bang sound, one after another Buddha wheel went straight into the sky, and there were more and more of them.

"Everyone in Guisen listens to the order, casts a barrier, and seals the entire manor."

When Long Xiaoyuan's Buddha wheel charged up, Wang Mu also floated in the air, his gentle voice swaying like autumn wind.

"Yes!"

All the people in the manor who were watching this scene were stunned for a moment, and then they all nodded in response, their voices shaking the heavens.

Then, Wang Mu waved his hand and swept it towards the sky, and all the other Ghost Forest mercenaries also waved their hands towards the sky one after another. For a moment, the sky was filled with snow, and spiritual powers of various colors floated, forming a huge and thick mask in an instant, covering the entire Hundreds of acres of manor shrouded up.

The barrier created by hundreds of monks is so powerful that it is unimaginable. In an instant, the monks outside the manor who were also looking at this side flickered, and then they couldn't see anything, even if their spiritual power was isolated.

But in the enchantment, it is another scene.

Disc-shaped white clouds are suspended, and under the white clouds is a white air column that absorbs water like a dragon, surrounded by pink petals, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing, which makes people fascinated.

Wang Mu and Long Xiaoyuan were suspended in this hazy and psychedelic mist.

One is dressed in black, with a smile like a sun, and the other is cross-legged with her eyes closed, with a smile like a flower.

The misty white dragon shape is still coiled around Long Xiaoyuan's body, and it is gradually growing up, while the countless Buddha wheels behind it go straight to the sky, connecting with the enchantment.

36 Buddhist wheels!

"Thirty-six ways..." Wang Mu chuckled, "He really is a peerless genius."

At the same time, he was also thinking in his heart, and the faces of women like Duan Yixue, Bai Xiaoyu, and Bing Linger kept flashing in his mind, trying to prove something.

Long Xiaoyuan has been identified as one of the Twelve Peach Blossoms, and she is so familiar with Hualian Buddha, she is very similar to Duan Yixue, but Duan Yixue has 49 stronger Buddha wheels.

What's going on here?

Frowning, Wang Mu decided to find an opportunity to verify it himself.

But at this moment, a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, Wang Mu couldn't help but looked up, and saw that Long Xiaoyuan, who was smiling innocently, suddenly frowned, and her face became serious.

At this moment, she was immersed in a very subtle realm, with only fluttering pink petals in front of her eyes, and beyond that, endless darkness.

But in this quiet and peaceful darkness, two voices suddenly sounded.

That voice was so strange and familiar, although it was sweet and clear, it made her faintly uneasy.

He only hears his voice but does not see his person.

"Sister, why is it called Flower Love Buddha?"

"Because he is a Buddha."

"Oh, so what are we?"

"We are flowers, peach blossoms!"

"Oh, then shall we be called Hua? Is he called Buddha?"

"Uh... no, the one-word name is too simple, he should be called Hua Buddha, and our sisters are called Hua Sheng!"

"Sister, why do you know everything? Have you ever been outside?"

"Of course not, my sister knows, because I am your elder sister. Uh... I am the head of our Twelve Flower Saints! There is nothing in this world that my sister doesn't know. Although you can't see me now, but Elder sister can see you, and it won't be long before you can see me and him too, he is very handsome, but you have to learn from him obediently to cultivate."

It was a conversation between two people, the spotless, heavenly voice was so nice and cheerful, but listening to this voice, Long Xiaoyuan felt uneasy in her heart.

Although her eyes were closed, she still followed the voice, moved her eyes slightly, and looked at the bottom of the peach blossoms.

At this moment, before her eyes full of petals, a picture flashed by!

It was a man in white clothes, with ragged clothes and disheveled long hair, sitting cross-legged. He could clearly see his proof, but he couldn't see what he looked like vaguely.

"Om..."

The void oscillated again.

If something terrible jumped out of her heart, Long Xiaoyuan frowned even tighter.

And everyone who looked at Long Xiaoyuan was stunned again, with fear in their eyes.

In the field of vision where the flowers and rain were flying, the originally peaceful and gentle atmosphere was filled with a sense of ferocity, which seemed to destroy the world.

At this moment, on Long Xiaoyuan's forehead, a black and red * character floated up, and thick black air billowed from it.

"Sisters and brothers, we want to slaughter all the creatures in this world, so that everything can go back to the past..."

The elder sister's voice came again, but it was no longer soft and cheerful, but became cold and stiff.

Then, Long Xiaoyuan felt heart palpitations, her cultivation stopped suddenly, the Buddha wheel was closed, and the dragon's form returned to its place, while her whole body fell from the air like a floating leaf, leaving only a piece of black air dancing with the pink petals in the sky .

……

The peach blossoms buried together with the past have taken root and sprouted. When the rain of flowers blurs, is it the fate of the past that reappears, or the decline after vicissitudes?

(End of this chapter)