Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

"How can I help you?"

Lin Feng asked directly.

"You don't need to help me, just need a little time." Ye Xiang nodded.

It has not been many days since Ying Ziye got the accurate Zhou Tianxing last time, and he has not forgotten it.

Ye Xiang walked in front of Zilin, and after closing his eyes, a gossip yin and yang diagram unfolded from his body.

The moment you raise your hand and touch the center of the other person's eyebrows with your fingertips, the interior scene is opened and you blend into her spiritual world.

In an instant, Ye Xiang entered Zilin's spiritual world.

"Senior Zilin, I'm here to help you, don't resist." Ye Xiang said calmly while standing on the edge of a blur.

The next moment, the spiritual world in front of him opened a hole.

Ye wanted to know that Zilin agreed, so she walked in directly.

As soon as I saw it, I saw a huge golden bell surrounded by densely packed Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit.

see this scene.

Sure enough, the young monk planned to forcibly convert Senior Zilin.

If she really waited for her to wake up, maybe this senior sister would devote herself to practicing Buddhism.

He didn't understand whether that young monk had some other purpose in doing this, or for some reason, a high school grand contestant actually played this hand!

Influencing the depths of a person's heart is indeed a method often used by illusion professions.

But forcibly practicing Buddhism like this is far more problematic than simply affecting a person's state of mind.

It's completely changed from the inside to the outside.

Is this the Furman?

Ye Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, he had already walked in front of the golden bell, looking at the densely packed Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit on the indestructible big golden bell in front of him.

Ye Xiang didn't care about it.

Songshan University seems to have cultivated it from an early age, and returned to this Buddhist scriptures when they were in their twenties?

The corner of Ye Xiang's mouth twitched slightly, he pinched the formula and tapped his brows, and directly released all the three thousand Taoism in his mind.

In an instant, like a sea of ​​books, countless lines of scriptures and scriptures filled the entire spiritual world.

The Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit responded immediately, trying to stop these Taoist scriptures, and the Buddha's light flourished.

However, they were outnumbered, and they were completely overwhelmed by Sanqian Daozang in the blink of an eye.

You little bastard, playing with brother?

At the same time, the outside world had a peaceful face, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked in the direction of Sheng Qing with disbelief.

He was backlashed by his own Dharma!

In the inner scene, without the support of Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit, the big golden bell also collapsed suddenly and turned into a sky full of stars falling and scattering.

Ye Xiang wore a green shirt and Taoist robe, walked over from the starry sky, stretched out his hand and looked at Zi Lin jokingly and said:

"Sister Zilin, why are you still in a daze? Are you really planning to become a nun?"

Zilin stared blankly at Ye Xiang, her eyes gradually recovered, she stretched out her hand to grab Ye Xiang's hand and stood up.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Ye!"

Ye Xiang nodded, took a serious look, and said, "It's a little bit close, so there won't be any more accidents."

"Okay." Zi Lin stood obediently in front of Ye Xiang.

At this moment, it seemed that Ye Xiang was the senior and she was the primary school girl.

But the level difference between the two is 11 levels.

Ye Xiang looked into her eyes and said: "Reading with me, you can always respond to things, and you can always get your nature. You should always be quiet, always pure..."

Zi Lin nodded and read along with her.

After reading, Ye Xiang tapped her forehead with his finger.

This passage of Taoism is like an auxiliary skill, which makes Zilin feel comfortable and refreshed immediately. The Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit words that occupied her mind before disappear completely, and she feels extremely comfortable all of a sudden!

Before she knew it, Zi Lin hugged Ye and wanted to fall asleep.

After Ye wanted to exit the interior scene, he saw Lin Feng, Chen Wanyi, Shi Jian and others looking at him strangely.

Looking down, she realized that Zi Lin had fallen asleep with her arms around her.

Ye Xiang: "..."

After gently pushing Zilin away to Chen Wanyi, she looked at Lin Feng and said, "Senior, let me do it."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Feng said: "They are all arhat venerable professions inherited from the world. The Dharma is mysterious and powerful. If you are low-level, you will easily suffer. Are you sure?"

Ye Xiang grinned.

"I will Refa."

"Yes! It's too dark to electrocute these bald heads!" Shi Jian couldn't help but said.

Everyone couldn't help looking at him, only he was shocked by Ye Xianglei.

"Okay, how many can you hit?" Ye Xiang said casually.

The referee teacher also seemed to be aware of a problem with Sheng Qing, and was not in a hurry.

On the stage, a young monk had already been waiting on it, as if he didn't care who Sheng Qing would send to the stage first.

This young monk is chanting scriptures in one hand and holding a black bowl in the other.

Ye Xiang walked up the stone ladder to the stage.

Under the signal of the referee teacher, you can start.

Without saying a word, the young monk raised the black bowl in his hand and threw it at Ye Xiang.

The black bowl moves very fast, and it arrives in the blink of an eye. At the same time, there is the sound of the bowl, which is shocking.

Ye Xiang immediately understood what the other party's method was. Taoists also have it, which is the method of refining weapons!

Immortal patterns appeared on his body, and he raised his hand and smashed the black bowl back.

There was a loud bang, and everyone in the auditorium heard it.

Ye Xiang shook his hand, it still hurts.

With a strong kick, he rushed directly towards the young monk.

All the skills of this guy are on this black bowl, and his physical strength is definitely not high.

Sure enough, seeing Ye wanting to get closer, the monk Xu Ming stepped back to distance himself, and threw the black bowl at him again.

This time it was faster and stronger.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Xiang's mouth, and after urging the immortal body with all his strength, he hugged Hei Bo!

Seeing this scene, the young monk frowned slightly. How strong is this guy?

He hurriedly controlled the black bowl to take it back, but Ye Xiang couldn't make him do what he wanted, so he directly pinched the magic formula, and his eyes turned into golden pupils.

Surging golden light surged from his body, and after covering the frantically struggling Hei Bo, the golden light spell instantly cut off the connection between the other party and Hei Bo!

Xu Ming's expression changed, what kind of method is this? !

Can you still play like this? ?

Ye Xiang tapped the black bowl in his hand, it was quite strong.

He couldn't help but looked up at the young monk and said, "Hey, it's not too late to celebrate the New Year, so it's good to give me a gift. I'll accept it. Someday the holy chime won't be able to hang around anymore. I can still beg for food with this bowl."

The young monk suddenly exploded with anger.

How could he beg for food with his Buddhist treasure of exorcism holy bowl!

However, Ye thought how could he let him go like this, the golden light on his body rushed towards him in an instant.

Xu Ming's face changed, and he wanted to run quickly, but at his speed, he couldn't run Jin Guang at all.

Directly wrapped around the body by the golden light, Ye Xiang grabbed his hand, and the golden light immediately pulled him over.

It has to be said that as the level increases, the Golden Light Curse becomes more and more useful!

Xu Ming had almost no ability to struggle, and was pulled directly in front of Ye Xiang, before he recovered, a black bowl was thrown down on his bald head!

Boom!

"You like to play dirty, don't you?"

hiss……

This bald head feels really comfortable to knock on!

Ye Xiang couldn't help but smash it hard again.

Boom!

Suddenly two big bumps appeared on Xu Ming's head, his whole body was dazzled by the smashing, and he couldn't even stand still.

After losing the sacred bowl, his combat ability was directly zero.

Ye Xiang knocked more and more smoothly, and the more he knocked, the harder he hit.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound kept ringing.

In the blink of an eye, this bald monk was already covered in blood by Ye Xiang. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a 'horned head'.

Seeing this miserable scene, Xu Zhu finally couldn't bear to stand up and announce his surrender.