I'm The Great Immortal

In the evening.

Li Xiaofan sits cross legged on the villa platform to practice. On the surface of his body, there is thunder winding, just like silver snakes going in and out.

The afterglow of the sunset gave him a layer of sacred golden glow, just like the God of heaven came down to earth, with low eyebrows and eyes, with an awe inspiring power.

Soon, on the surface of his body, there were more and more thunder, dark clouds above his head, lightning and thunder, and the thick and thin lightning of buckets poured down like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

Li Xiaofan was bathed in thunder, just like the God of thunder.

Moreover, what is more shocking is that there is a virtual shadow up to about three feet behind him.

It can be vaguely seen that it is a general, wearing silver armor, just like a hill, emitting a breath of ancient famine and indestructible will.

This is a spiritual will of the ancient Leidi!

At the same time, a set of simple boxing appeared in Li Xiaofan's mind out of thin air.

"Quanzhen mountain and river!"

With one punch, all the thunder lights gathered into a huge fist, the size of a hill. It roared away all the way, just like a falling meteor, opening a long mark in the void and hitting a hill opposite.

Boom!

The huge roar makes the space vibrate.

The air twisted and rolled, and hit a deep pit of more than ten meters. Thick cracks spread down from the top of the mountain. Stones the size of a grinding plate rolled down from the top of the mountain, making deafening sounds.

The power of one punch is so terrible!

On the other side, the wolf king, who was practicing, was so frightened that his eyes almost didn't fall to the ground and he was sweating.

If this punch hits him, he must be hit to the bone.

No wonder Li Xiaofan doesn't defend him. The other party's cultivation is so strong that he doesn't need to defend at all.

Will the Dragon Guard against mole ants!

You can crush it easily. You don't need it at all.

At this time, Chen Sikong hurried up the mountain, came to Li Xiaofan and whispered a few words.

Li Xiaofan's face changed slightly and said.

"Tell them I'll be there on time."

It turned out that Chen Sikong told him that there was an invitation from master Ba song in the T country to invite Li Xiaofan to drink tea and enjoy the moon at the Jiangxin tea pavilion this evening.

Thinking of the disaster in Wolong Bay, Li Xiaofan knows that it is absolutely so simple to drink tea.

Nine times out of ten, the other party came for the spirit spring.

Even if the other party doesn't come, Li Xiaofan will go to the other party.

It's night. It's cool.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the treetops purr in the night wind, just like owls.

Jiangxin tea pavilion is located at the turning point of the river. On both sides of the river, there are bright lights. It is really refreshing to sit by the river and enjoy such beautiful scenery.

As usual, Jiangxin tea pavilion would have been full of friends and bustling.

But today, Jiangxin tea pavilion is very quiet. I can only hear the sound of the river flowing outside.

There are three floors up and down here, all wrapped up by master Basong.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Li Xiaofan went directly up the third floor along the wooden stairs.

At the door stood two monks with their hands folded and bowed slightly to Li Xiaofan.

Li Xiaofan nodded slightly and motioned back.

A real monk, after years of practice, has a sense of calmness and inaction, stands aloof from the world, universalizes all sentient beings and cherishes compassion!

However, the two monks in front of them had an evil spirit, and the black air was swirling between their eyebrows.

It's just a bunch of heretics.

Li Xiaofan's face was calm and his heart was secretly wary.

Near the window, there is a small mahogany tea table. A monk in red cassock, about 50, is sitting cross legged and concentrating on cooking tea.

Curling tea fragrance filled the whole floor, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Benefactor, please sit down!"

The monk didn't look up and pointed to the position in front of him.

Li Xiaofan walked over and sat cross legged with the monk.

"Drink tea!"

The monk poured a cup of tea and handed it to Li Xiaofan.

The other party's action is very slow, just like dragging this mountain, calm and thick.

At the same time, under the moonlight outside, the water level of the river sank strangely, up to half a meter.

The sound of waves came from the tea cup.

With his free hand, he pulled the river water into this teacup the size of an ox's eye.

I have to say that the monk in front of me is really powerful.

Li Xiaofan stared at the cup of tea. His eyes coagulated. He didn't dare to be careless and reached out to take it.

The monk took the opportunity to let go. A cup of ordinary tea suddenly became as heavy as a thousand.

But in Li Xiaofan's hand, he didn't move, which was more stable than the monk's hand holding the tea cup, just like electric welding. The monk's face was ancient well and said faintly. "Benefactor, this cup of tea contains 30000 tons of river water. I wonder if benefactor can drink it!" Li Xiaofan said coldly. "Monks should be compassionate, but why can't I feel the slightest compassion from the master." "think this trivial skill can shock me." "in that case, let you open your eyes." after that, Li Xiaofan suddenly patted the table, a Fire Dragon flew out of his eyes and hovered over his head. "Flame golden pupil!" "dragon absorbs water!" the fire dragon roared. The water in the tea cup was soon sucked dry and burped by the way. "It's impolite to come without going." "spray!" Li Xiaofan stretched out his hand and the fire dragon sprayed the water in his belly on the monk opposite. With 30000 tons of river water, waves and angry waves swept towards the monks one after another. The huge roar was deafening. As soon as the monk's face changed, he took off his red cassock and caught all the river water. With a shake of his wrist, all the water flowed into the river again. The sinking water level returned to normal. The River continues to roar outside. In the Jiangxin tea pavilion, however, there was a surge of killing opportunities. "You're master Basong. You're the one who made trouble in Wolong Bay. It rained for three days and nights, spreading the plague secretly, implicating so many people in serious diseases. You don't have any compassion at all. Thanks to you, you're still a monk!" "I've never had a grudge with you. Who assigned you to do this?" Li Xiaofan asked coldly, staring at master Basong closely. The threat of terror swept away like mercury. Master Basong was unmoved and announced the Buddha's horn, saying in a loud voice. "Almsgiver, since ancient times, the treasure has been the home of those with virtue." "since the rise of almsgiver, you have killed people like hemp and created a huge killing industry. You have implicated the residents of the community." "if you could hand over the Lingquan earlier, they would not suffer such reckless disasters." after a pause, master Basong continued. "Every man is innocent and cherishes his sin. You should understand that with your strength, you can't protect the Lingquan at all. You'd better hand it in early." "otherwise, you can't get out of the Jiangxin tea pavilion today!" Li Xiaofan sneered and said sarcastically. "After all, the fox's tail is still exposed for the sake of my Lingquan." "there's no way to want Lingquan!" "in that case, don't blame the poor monk's ruthlessness!" master Ba song's two heavy eyebrows stood up and his murderous spirit appeared in his eyes. The golden Zen stick inserted on the floor behind him flew up automatically, and there were nine bells hanging on it. Between the collisions, it made a clear sound of Ding Dong. "Magic wand for subduing demons!" "suppression!" boom! A bell suddenly flew towards Li Xiaofan and turned into a nine story tower in mid air.