Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

If we were to compare, Xu Changsheng's physical quality was better than that of first-class masters, comparable to that of top masters.

Xu Changsheng had never studied Qinggong, but with his amazing strength, endurance, and jumping ability, he just chased after the woman in white.

The white-clothed woman stretched her slender palms forward, her figure elegant, white-clothed like a fairy, and she quickly shuttled through the woods.

She looked back and saw the handsome and sunny little monk, chasing after him, and she couldn't help being scared to death.

It was indeed Xu Changsheng who guarded the mountain gate alone the night before yesterday, swept away thousands of skeleton soldiers, and shattered the evil spirits of the old demon of Montenegro.

Such divine might, it was as if Wei Tuo was possessed by the goddess, so that among the demons in Montenegro, rumors of Xu Changsheng's reputation began to spread.

The ghosts and spirits made up a paragraph, called: I would rather meet the old monk of Xuankong Temple than the young monk of Lanruo Temple!

It can be seen that Xu Changsheng, who is alive and well, is more "terrifying" than the sick old monk Huiming.

"Evil, where are you running! Four-character Buddha Seal, drink—"

Xu Changsheng tapped his toes and rose into the air, and the long-standing [-]D Buddha seal in his palm immediately blasted towards the back of the woman in white.

Sanskrit sounds lingered around, and a golden swastika came out of the hand, and the rotation became larger, and it was printed on the woman in white.

The woman in white hurriedly turned around, tossed her long sleeves with both hands, and the sleeves became longer with a "clatter", hitting the Buddha seal with the character [Swastika], which had become larger than a grinding disc.

[卍] The golden light of the word Buddha's seal rose sharply, with mighty power, and it was rotated and pressed down, causing the long-sleeved "bang bang bang" of the woman in white to burst open, and the air was billowing, and it exploded into pieces of fabric.

"Sister save me!"

The woman in white hurriedly shouted.

Not far from the woods, there was a hut.

The doors and windows of the house slammed open, and a red shadow flew out fiercely, slamming its teeth and claws towards the Buddha seal with the character [Swastika].

There was a sound of "dong", and the white air wave exploded violently, causing the surrounding tree trunks to be broken and the leaves flying.

With such power, the [Swastika] Buddha seal is also colliding and canceling each other out.

"Humph! It turns out that there is more than one female ghost!"

Xu Changsheng stepped on the lush branches and leaves of the forest, his body vacated, and he jumped down, wearing the feet of the monk's cloth shoes, he landed steadily, and stood in front of the hut in the woods.

The red shadow and the woman in white hugged and rotated in mid-air, their belts fluttering, and they landed on the ground with the same graceful and immortal aura.

Red Qianying flicked her robe sleeves and said angrily, "Don't think that other people are afraid of you, I will be afraid of you, Ning Caicheng!"*

Chapter 12 Nie Xiaoqian's Lily? 【For collection】

"You...Ning Caicheng?!"

Hearing this name, Xu Changsheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"So, your name is Nie Xiaoqian?"

Xu Changsheng looked at another woman in white.

The elegant and beautiful woman in white was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "How do you know my name?"

"Could it be that... the monks of Lanruo Temple have long been eyeing our sisters?"

The woman in white was startled by her own guess and couldn't help thinking about it.

Xu Changsheng ignored Nie Xiaoqian, touched his chin subconsciously, and his face became strange.

"When I heard the old demon of Montenegro earlier, I wondered if I had transmigrated into a Chinese Ghost Story."

"But now it seems that it is more like crossing into a parallel world, and there is a paradoxical feeling."

Xu Changsheng looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who was soft and delicate, making people feel pity.

He glanced at Ning Caicheng, who was dignified and aggressive, but also beautiful, but completely different from Nie Xiaoqian's temperament.

Ning Caicheng's temperament is more like the heroic spirit of the leader of Qingxia, with softness and rigidity.

Xu Changsheng said to himself, "Alright, in this world, it's better for Nie Xiaoqian to make a lily than to see the poor scholar Ning Caichen."

He couldn't help feeling weird and wonderful.

The well-known Ning Caichen turned into a female ghost Ning Caicheng, and it seemed that he had a close relationship with Nie Xiaoqian.

Ning Caicheng snorted: "What is the gods and gods, stinky monk, look at the tricks!!"

She danced gracefully, like an auspicious goddess descending, her slender lotus arms flung out her cloud sleeves, and the "crashing" became longer.

"Sister, let's take action together and subdue this stinky monk!"

"Yes, sister!"

Nie Xiaoqian throws out long sleeves together.

"brush"

The white long sleeves, intertwined with the red long sleeves, surround the trees around the grass, turning back and forth, enclosing Xu Changsheng in the middle.

Xu Changsheng rolled his eyes to the left and right, and found that his left and right, front and back were all fast-moving long sleeves.

The figures of two beautiful female ghosts have long disappeared.

"Hmph, it's because of your profound Dharma or our sisters' powerful magic!"

Ning Caicheng snorted softly, and the arrogant voice echoed in the woods, unable to identify the direction.

"Look at me breaking your demon magic!"

"Amitabha, the [-]-character Buddha Seal!"

The tip of Xu Changsheng's tongue exploded with thunder, his sword eyebrows stood up, and he mobilized the pure Buddhist power in his body and poured it into his palm.

Immediately, Xu Changsheng took a few steps forward, raised one palm, and slammed the white long sleeve in front of the left like a black tiger.

The white long sleeves are Nie Xiaoqian's sleeves, and her cultivation is slightly inferior to her elder sister Ning Caicheng.

Xu Changsheng used her as a breakthrough, naturally there was no problem.

With a "snap" sound, the golden Buddha seal of the word [Swastika] exploded like a thunderbolt in the palm of a Taoist school.

The air was billowing, and the white robe sleeves flew away like broken white butterflies, which were smashed by Xu Changsheng's palm.

Xu Changsheng took a step forward, ready to rush out.

As a result, with a "swipe", the white robe sleeve was just blown off, and a red long sleeve flashed past, blocking the gap.

Xu Changsheng's face sank.

"This Nie Xiaoqian has only [-] years of cultivation, but Ning Caicheng has [-] years of cultivation. It's really hard to deal with."

"I have a Dawei Tianlong tattoo to protect my body, and a female ghost with a mere three hundred years of cultivation can't hurt me."

"It's better to just do it, let them catch it, and find out whether this pair of female ghost sisters is fierce or good!"

Xu Changsheng remembered that Nie Xiaoqian in A Chinese Ghost Story was a kind ghost who was forced by his grandmother to approach Ning Caichen.

Nie Xiaoqian in this world, I don't know how?

"If it is good, then her wish will be granted and she will be sent to reincarnation."

"If it's evil, hey, Pindao directly 'exceeds' them!"

A pair of bright and deep eyes rolled, Xu Changsheng made up his mind.

"Do you think mere sleeves can trap me!"

Xu Changsheng shouted, and his body sank.

With a "bang", his knees bent and his legs bounced up, causing his body to fly into the air like an arrow from a string shot into the sky.

"Brush brush"

In midair, a red and white long-sleeved lasing shot immediately covered Xu Changsheng's route.

"The little tricks of carving insects, you dare to make an axe!"

Xu Chang's anger was so powerful that it was like a thousand thunderbolts, and he stamped the four-character Buddha seal with one palm.

Unfortunately, when Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caicheng joined forces, only Xu Changsheng, who was in the early stage of the mirror stage, was powerless to deal with it.

The long sleeves are flexible, and Xu Changsheng's ferocity is like a punch shoved into cotton, and it can't exert any power at all.

"Monk, you lost!"

Ning Caicheng let out a coquettish shout, and bright red and snow-white long sleeves shot from all directions, tying Xu Changsheng "Shushua".

In an instant, Xu Changsheng was wrapped into a zongzi and fell to the ground.

"The female ghost's clothes are quite fragrant."

After Xu Changsheng was caught, he could not help thinking to himself when he smelled the fragrance on his long sleeves.

"Sister, we actually caught him?"

"This little monk is rumored to be very fierce, but in a fight, it's nothing more than that."

Ning Caicheng in red robes and Nie Xiaoqian in white robes flew out from the woods on both sides, as if they had no weight, and landed beside Xu Changsheng.

Nie Xiaoqian asked, "Sister, what are we going to do with him?"

Ning Caicheng covered his mouth and giggled, and said, "Just now this little bald donkey wants to kill you, so naturally we have to kill him!"

Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly said: "Sister, don't we do not kill?"

Ning Caicheng blinked at Nie Xiaoqian and said angrily, "Silly sister, he was chasing you just now! We at least scare him!"

"If you don't kill him, you have to torture him!"

Nie Xiaoqian sighed softly and said, "Little monk, who told you to hunt me down, it seems that my sister won't spare you lightly."

"A little pain in the flesh, I'm afraid it is inevitable."

Xu Changsheng, who was tightly wrapped in long sleeves, made a sound of "woo woo", as if to say that a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!

Ning Caicheng snorted, Yun Xiu waved, wrapped around Xu Changsheng's long sleeves, and immediately retracted a section to reveal his head.

Xu Changsheng took a deep breath and panted, "I almost suffocated me."

Just as Ning Caicheng was about to do something, a strange and desolate grief suddenly came from the depths of the woods.