Taoist endowment

Chapter 215
Seeing that Yang Changsheng refused to admit his death, Nie Wanniang and the others couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled, they all said: "This old man is really shameless, after swearing so many poisonous oaths, you are not afraid of the retribution that will come in an instant?"

The sword cultivators of the Yique Gate looked down on such people the most, and made noises and ridiculed them one after another, but Yang Changsheng was not moved at all, and just kept talking about his innocence.

The more Wen Yi'an looked at Yang Changsheng, the more disgusted he became, and he didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, so he stepped forward to stop Yuan Chenzi's yelling, then waved his hand and slashed out with a sword, the brilliant sword light pierced the sky, cutting instantly In the Fushengzong's mountain guard formation!
His sword seemed random, but the power of the mysterious spirit sword had already been revealed. With the loud bang of "Boom!", the whole Pingyang Mountain trembled a few times, not only the aura protecting the mountain was cut off It was so gloomy, and several mountain peaks that were not protected by spiritual light were about to collapse!

Seeing that everyone in the Floating Life Sect was shocked by his sword, Wen Yi'an said in a serious tone: "Yang Changsheng, you are also a monk at the Nascent Soul Realm, and you don't want to be an idiot who dares to act or not. , since you want to delay the time, this deity will give you another half an hour to see if the reinforcements you are waiting for can save your life!"

"It's bitter! I didn't expect Wen Yi'an's casual strike to be so powerful. After a while, he didn't know how many swords his own formation could block, and what he meant just now, was that he wanted to take the reinforcements with him." Given the posture, how should this be done?"

Yang Changsheng couldn't stop crying in his heart, and he wanted to send a message to Sun Xiaodong to tell him not to lead the monks to help him, but in the end he still had selfish motives and wanted to pull people into the water.

"I only hope that the first to come to help will be the masters of the Thousand Buddha Sect, so maybe there is still life..."

I would like to say a few more words here. Looking at the Northern Wilderness and the Southern Land, if you mention the super sects that rank above the top, then the Thousand Buddha Sect must be counted among them. Zong actually had a good reputation, not only did he never bully the surrounding small and medium sects, but he would often come forward to mediate the conflicts and disputes among the various sects.

Four years ago, when Chen Jingyun led people to attack Wanshou Mountain, the Thousand Buddha Sect refused to help because the Cihang Temple did not take advantage of the reason. Kasyapa, the spiritual treasure of body protection, this is the previous situation.

And although Yang Changsheng didn't have any friendship with the Thousand Buddha Sect, when he sent a message for help, he said that his sect was besieged by the Sixiang Sect Yuan Chenzi and monks from outside Nanlu. It is expected that the Thousand Buddha Sect will not ignore the disaster of exterminating the family.

As expected, things were exactly as Yang Changsheng had expected. Naturally, the world of cultivating immortals is divided into regions, inside and outside. After receiving the message, the Thousand Buddha Sect immediately dispatched three Bodhisattvas of Nascent Soul Realm and dozens of Bodhisattvas of Core Formation Realm. The Arhat rushed to help.

Besides, on the side of Fushengmen, seeing the suzerain speak, saying that he would wait for the other side's reinforcements to come to his rescue, the Yiquemen sword cultivators were not surprised but were all happy. There was no need to order, and the group of cultivators moved independently. The formation around the mountain remained unchanged. However, [-]% of the monks turned their horns to each other and turned their swords outward.

Seeing this situation, Ruan Qingzhu couldn't help applauding secretly in his heart. The formation of all the sword cultivators seemed to be chaotic, but after careful observation, he found that none of the 300 people was alone, and they were able to form naturally based on their fighting instincts. A small formation of three talents, four elephants, or seven stars is formed, and many small formations are combined to form a battle formation!

Relatively speaking, one hundred Chi Yanzong monks are much inferior. Although they have formed an formation under the command of elders who are proficient in warfare, one is self-conscious and the other is assigned. The comparison between the two can be described as a judgment call .

Time passed bit by bit, and the two sides stared at each other through the aura of the mountain guard. The only difference was that one side was fighting high while the other was uneasy.

Seeing that the time limit of half an hour was approaching, all the cultivators of Fushengmen in the guarding formation were sweating down their backs, and all of them showed expressions of distress, wishing to pray to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky - even though they themselves It is the god in the eyes of mortals.

"Junior Sister Nie, it seems that the monkey watching the theater may not appear today, how about I wait to break the formation and kill the enemy?" Wen Yi'an comforted the slightly trembling black sword in his hand, and said to Nie Wanniang.

Knowing that Wen Yi'an and the others couldn't hold back anymore, Nie Wanniang's eyes also flashed a cold light. Although they didn't wait for the reinforcements from Fushengmen, but at this time there were many monks from the left and near sects hidden around Pingyang Mountain. Also enough.

Seeing that Nie Wanniang finally nodded, Wen Yi'an was overjoyed immediately, and ordered everyone to break out and kill the enemy!Unexpectedly, at this moment, four divine thoughts of the Nascent Soul Realm suddenly came from a distance, many of which were threatening, and then a large piece of light was seen rushing from the sky.

"It's finally here!" With the help of Hunyuanzhu, Nie Wanniang's thoughts are no longer weaker than those of ordinary Nascent Soul monks. , can't help but rejoice in my heart.

Wen Yi'an had just reached the point of his mouth, but was blocked by a sudden change, and immediately felt suffocated, shouted: "Resist the enemy!", and then smashed back his divine sense like a sword's edge!
Yuan Chenzi, Ruan Qingzhu and the others greeted the coming people with their spiritual thoughts.

"Haha...! Old man Yuanchen, the masters of the Thousand Buddha Sect and the Hehe Sect have arrived, and they will definitely kill you, the villain who colluded with outsiders and killed the monks of the Southern Land!"

Seeing that the Thousand Buddha Sect had dispatched three bodhisattvas this time, and his old friend Sun Xiaodong had also brought people here, Yang Changsheng couldn't help laughing up to the sky, there was no trace of sadness on his face.

The spiritual confrontation was silent, and there were five monks in the Nascent Soul Realm on both sides. Under the collision of spiritual thoughts, even the void was torn into a mess.

But among the ten people, Nie Wanniang is the most leisurely. She has Chen Jingyun's original spiritual sense to protect the sea of ​​consciousness, so how can she care about the spiritual attack of a mere Nascent Soul mid-stage monk?
After a few muffled grunts, the winner of the first round of spiritual confrontation has been decided.

Wen Yi'an stood with his sword behind his back, looking at a pale bald monk with disdain in his eyes, the sword cultivator's divine sense would naturally be sharp, breaking through the divine mind of a monk of the same level is as easy as flipping the palm of the hand!
Ruan Qingzhu's mouth was bloodstained, but her eyes were full of pride. That monk named Sun Xiaodong was much more miserable than her, with blood oozing from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

Duan Xinghe hid himself in a cloud of mist, making people unable to see the reality. His special kung fu technique is the best at hiding shadows. Just looking at the surprised expression on the other old monk's face, he knew that the other party hadn't thought of him. Even the divine sense attack can be dodged.

When I looked at Yuan Chenzi again, I saw the cheerful expression on the old man's face. Just now, Yang Changsheng, who was hiding in the mountain guard formation, attacked him with his spiritual thoughts, but unexpectedly, after Yu Qingjing became an advanced Xuanbao, It has the function of reflecting the attack of spiritual consciousness.

Using the way of the other to return to the other body, and supplemented by Yuan Chenzi's own spiritual sense that is not weak, Yang Changsheng immediately suffered the evil fruit. Under the confrontation of the spiritual sense, he saw Yang Changsheng howl and fell to the ground , but the sea of ​​consciousness has already been damaged.

But the monk who led the team with a mid-Yuanying cultivation base was already standing on the spot. This monk is the Venerable Non-Wrath among the Seven Emotions Bodhisattvas of the Thousand Buddha School. He is usually good-tempered and loves to make friends.

He had just brought people there in a hurry, and found that among all the cultivators present, only Nie Wanniang, with his Buddhist wisdom eyes, was unable to see the truth, so he used his spiritual thoughts to test.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the divine thoughts approached Nie Wanniang's body five feet away, Venerable Bunu's Zen heart suddenly jumped wildly, and a majestic but icy-cold and majestic spiritual thought suddenly stopped in front of his spiritual thoughts. This blow shocked this great Buddhist master, and he immediately withdrew his spiritual thoughts.

Unexpectedly, the other party's divine thoughts refused to let it go, and pushed his spiritual thoughts on the spot like a rascal, and only pushed back after finding that the Venerable Bunu had no intention of hurting others. Shoving it back.

"Grandmaster, you have been attacking each other since you came here, and you must be trying to stand up for Yang Changsheng, but you didn't mean to hurt me just now, and you are still compassionate, so I would advise you, take it with you. Your disciples leave quickly, don't get involved." Nie Wanniang said seriously.

"Amitabha! Just now I saw that some of you were already ready to attack, and you couldn't care less about that much in a hurry, so you had to use your spiritual thoughts to stop it. Here, I would like to thank fellow Taoists for being merciful. I don't want fellow Taoists to have such a cultivation base of spiritual consciousness at such a young age. , the old monk admires it." Venerable Bu Nu sang.

(End of this chapter)