Chapter 31 Buddha also has fire [asking for monthly tickets, investment]

"Chichi-"

Two long rainbows, one blue and one purple, cut through the blue sky, and the shining sword light shot towards Jiang Ming.

The sword energy was like frost, emitting a three-meter-long cold light. The piercing sword sounded, emitting a 'buzzing' sound, which was shocking and awe-inspiring.

The first to attack were the two Mingquan monks, and they used swords. For Jiang Ming, using swords was like wielding a sword in front of Guan Gong. He raised his sword, and the two sharp magic swords were interfered by the sword-controlling technique and he lost control of them in an instant.

next moment.

The sword light was restrained and disappeared in a flash.

In the distance, two figures were hiding on a mountain peak, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. Their eyebrows were pierced by their own magic swords, and they didn't even have time to use other magic weapons to protect themselves.

Even when Jiang Ming was at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, killing them was as easy as killing a chicken.

"Congratulations to the host for killing two Life Spring monks. I will randomly reward you with a Green Wood Heart."

Jiang Ming killed two people just by chance. He grabbed with his left hand, and the figures of Qingyuhe and Nannan quickly shrank and fell into his palm. "Nannan, don't be afraid. Wait for your brother to drive away the bad guys, and then we will continue on our way."

As soon as he finished speaking, his sleeves fluttered, and his whole body seemed to have transformed into a blazing sun, shining brightly in all directions. Between his eyebrows was a divine pattern, which was destroyed by the red clouds and transformed into a golden divine wheel, which appeared behind his head.

Those who came to attack him were condensed in place by the golden light in an instant. When Jiang Ming approached, they turned into ashes one by one, purified and evaporated by the scorching divine light emanating from his body.

There were some magical weapons or scrap metal that Jiang Ming looked down upon left behind.

“Congratulations to the host for killing eleven Life Spring monks and receiving a one-star reward, 100 kilograms of pure source.

It has been placed into the host's sea of ​​suffering."

“Congratulations to the host for killing four Life Spring monks and obtaining a one-and-a-half-star reward, a treasure refined in the Four Extreme Secret Realms, and a purple copper gourd.

It has been placed into the host's sea of ​​suffering."

what!
Copper gourd?

Jiang Ming stretched out his right hand and took away all the spoils, mainly weapons and the like. These robbery cultivators were poor fellows, so don't expect them to have any good things.

Even if he gets elixirs and sources, he will immediately find a place to refine them and turn them into his own cultivation.

Elder Han is a hardworking old ox, and he is also the elder of a small cave paradise. He has accumulated a lot of elixirs to prolong his life. In the original plot, all of them were given to Ye Fan.

Forget it, each takes what he needs.

After Elder Han and his friend die, the reward should be very good.

In the distance, there were people watching, and they seemed to be the elders of Jubao Tower. When he saw Jiang Ming killing the robbery cultivator as easily as crushing an ant, he was more certain that he was a Buddhist who came out of the Western Desert to gain experience.

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Taixuanmen!
Located among the Ten Thousand Immortal Mountains, this is one of the ancient major sects in the southern region of the Eastern Wilderness. Like the Qixia Sect, it is one of the top forces in the southern region.

The Taixuan Sect has 108 main peaks and 3,000 affiliated small peaks. The 108 main peaks actually represent 108 supreme inheritances. Each inheritance is the top inheritance collected by the ancient great powers. If one can master one of them, one can be very successful in the circle of cultivators. Each inheritance is the foundation of the Taixuan Sect's long-term prosperity.

Even though the years have passed, some inheritances have not found the right people, and have declined or even fallen, but there are other inheritances with successors who will make Taixuanmen prosperous and everlasting, and it will always stand firm through the reincarnation of the ages, the change of dynasties, and the passage of time. Jiang Ming held his daughter and sat on the back of the green-feathered crane, and saw the amazing scene of Taixuanmen from afar.

When the green-feathered crane arrived here, it naturally found its home nest and made joyful calls.

The place where the blue-feathered cranes live is nice, with clear lake water, singing birds, quiet mountains and green grass, and it is extremely peaceful.

"Go!"

Jiang Ming put Nannan on his shoulders and walked towards the foot of Taixuanmen Mountain. As he walked, a golden halo naturally flowed under his feet, as if there was a golden avenue. This was the temporary show-off effect achieved by the spatial power contained in the Buddha Kingdom in his palm.

When you come to Taixuan Sect, if you are the kind of cultivator who is timid and has no confidence, Hua Yunfei will not see you. In fact, there will be many people on this mountain who will secretly transform themselves into robbery cultivators and wait for you to leave before attacking you.

"Amitabha, I am Sanzang, and I am here to visit Xingfeng Hua Yunfei."

Jiang Ming opened his mouth, his voice was long and long, like the morning bell and evening drum, resounding through the sky and rippling around.

Hua Yunfei!
He is known as a rare genius in the Taixuan Sect in five thousand years. He is humble and good at making friends. Some contemporary young heroes from major forces around him are his friends.

Many people are not surprised by such things. Hua Yunfei has many friends and people often come to visit him.

However, the pair that came today is still a little weird.

A bald monk and a little girl.

On Xingfeng, there were many people who wanted to make friends with Hua Yunfei. A graceful female cultivator in a silver dress flew out and said, "You two, Taixuan Sect does not allow outsiders to fly casually. Please land on the stone steps and I will take you to see Senior Brother Hua."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry for being rude."

Jiang Ming’s smile was sunny, brighter than the spring sunshine, and he was not here to fight.

The female cultivator at Xingfeng was slightly distracted and could not help but be surprised. What a handsome monk! When he smiled, it felt as if he was bathing in the spring breeze.
The two exchanged a few words and walked on the stone steps. On the left and right were mountain walls shrouded in thin mist, with green trees entwined with green vines, clear springs flowing over rocks, and occasionally spiritual animals appearing. A five-colored deer was drinking from the mountain spring while looking at the passers-by with a look full of spirituality. The gurgling water flowed over the pebbles, making a crisp and pleasant "splashing" sound, like a girl's cheerful laughter, passing through the pine forest, bypassing the old trees, and startling the golden carp in the stream.

"I'm a disciple of Xingfeng, Li Jiaqi. Senior Brother Hua is preparing to go into seclusion recently. If you had come a day later, he would probably have gone into seclusion."

The female cultivator at Xingfeng had a graceful figure and a pretty face. Although her temperament was a little lacking, her beauty alone would have made her a superstar in her previous life on Earth.

"Please trouble the female donor to lead the way for us. My name is Sanzang. I came from the Western Desert to the Eastern Wasteland to worship the emperor and seek scriptures. When I passed by the treasure temple, I saw that the local people were outstanding and the place was beautiful. I also heard that Hua Yunfei liked to make friends, so I came here specially to pay him a visit.

This is Xiao Nannan, my sister."

Jiang Ming smiled with a dignified look, and he did not look down on the female cultivator. He reported his origins seriously. At least, this was his current identity, and it was genuine. If you didn't believe him, go to Mount Xumi in the Western Desert to ask the Fighting Saint Buddha.

The female cultivator from Xingfeng was extremely surprised. Of course she had heard of the Western Desert, but it was far away that was more than ten thousand miles away.

However, looking at Jiang Ming's demeanor, he is not like an ordinary person, so this is normal.

The two of them walked very fast, and the stone steps under their feet seemed to be shrinking, and soon they arrived at the halfway point of Xingfeng.

Along the way, many disciples from Xingfeng came out to take a look, and even disciples from other peaks in the distance looked over here.

After all, bald monks rarely appear in Taixuan Sect.

(End of this chapter)