Chapter 280 It's You, the Flower Monk, Pressing Hard
"Fairy Miaoyi, you are as graceful and pure as the divine moon in the sky. You should leave Miaoyu Temple, leave the quagmire, and follow me around."
The speaker was a thirty-four-year-old boy, dressed in white, spotless, with shiny black hair, skin like snow, eyes like black gems, red lips and white teeth. He was more handsome and delicate than a woman.
"Quack quack quack..."
The surroundings were silent for a second. No one thought that this little boy was so bold and dared to say such words. Wasn't he afraid of being beaten to death?
"Miaoyi thanks you young master for your favor, but tonight we will only talk about Dharma and Tao."
An Miaoyi's voice was very beautiful, as if it was coming from the sky.
Someone secretly took action and wanted to blast the young boy into the water.
The result was, "Plop, plop..." Several people jumped into the lake in confusion, and they were so embarrassed.
At this moment, those people still didn't understand that this young boy was very special and was not something they could deal with. He was probably a young genius.
Many people secretly regretted it. It stands to reason that tonight is likely to be more lively, with geniuses gathering, but the result is that drastic changes have taken place in the underground ancient mausoleum outside Belvedere. No one knows where the top geniuses of the younger generation have gone.
Of course, in this way, many competitors will be eliminated, and more people will secretly rejoice in the misfortune.
In the night sky, the palaces and palaces are shining brightly, just like the pavilions in the fairyland. When they climb up to the nine heavens again, it makes people feel like they are in a dream.
An Miaoyi wanted to select some people to talk about Dharma and Tao all night, but she didn't want to overwhelm the others, so she decided to play piano music and dance under the moonlight at night.
The flowers are raining down from the sky, the flowers are fragrant, and the birds are dancing with her. It is really incredible, surprising, and even more fascinating.
An Miaoyi opened her voice to sing, and the wonderful sound moved in all directions. Even the fish in the lake jumped out of the water and danced to her rhythm.
An Miaoyi's dance is so unique that it makes people think that a goddess has descended to the lower world, and the sound of the piano is like fairy music, which makes people unable to control themselves and move for it.
She danced in the divine moon, and could also play such fairy sounds in the air, which made people amazed and intoxicated.
Suddenly, some birds flew in the night sky, all carrying crystal braids, and danced together around her. The people below were all close to the Taoist realm, showing a kind of beauty that was unparalleled in the world.
In the divine moon, the braided flowers are as crystal clear as rain, they are dancing in confusion, there are murmurs of sounds, birds are in harmony, and fish are coming out of the water, all of this becomes a wonderful scene.
"Amitabha, Junior Brother Wukong, you are a monk, how can you drool."
Ji Haoyue's voice was abrupt and loud, ringing clearly in the night sky, suppressing An Miaoyi's singing voice and the sound of the piano, destroying the beautiful artistic conception of An Miaoyi dancing alone under the moon.
Ye Fan was suddenly sweating profusely, and who was drooling? Brother Ji Haoyue, he is so bad, he is so embarrassing.
Ji Haoyue secretly chuckled in her heart and said via voice transmission.
"You can live for ten thousand years. Don't mess with other girls. People like you are doomed to die alone. In fact, it's good for you to become a monk in the Western Desert."
Hearing Ji Haoyue's words, Ye Fan's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he secretly decided in his heart that he must chase Ji Ziyue in the future so that a girl like you has no place to cry.
"Where did the monk come from?"
"The monks are all drooling. Fairy Miaoyi is indeed one of the most beautiful fairies in the Eastern Wasteland."
"After reading this, the monk's mouth watering words will surely spread and make Fairy An Miaoyi famous."
"Haha, where did this monk come from? Is he a great monk who came out of the Western Desert?"
Everyone outside was talking a lot. After being awakened from the drunken state, they were not too angry, but started a lively discussion.
Ye Fan is now quite good in cultivation, with a strong body, sensitive ears and eyes, and he can hear very clearly. Fortunately, this is just a vest, otherwise, he, a little monk, will definitely be as popular as An Miaoyi in the future.
"Next, those who have passed through the Immortal Gate of Enlightenment can participate in tonight's discussion of Dharma and Tao."
An Miaoyi's pretty face turned slightly red, her red lips parted slightly, and she said.
If you cannot comprehend the imprint of the Taoist Immortal Gate, you will not be able to enter at all. Monks below the private realm of the Four Extremes, except for a few individuals, will definitely be blocked.
Xia Yiming, the prince of Great Xia, did his duty. He walked like a dragon and tiger, with dragon energy rising into the sky. His divine iron armor shone like the Emperor of Heaven in the lower realm. The Immortal Gate of Enlightenment could not stop him and separated automatically. He pulled the little nun in white and strode in.
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"brush."
With a flash of light, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, with fluttering purple clothes and deep eyes, walked in calmly.
In the distant sky, a golden god roared over the moon. Above it, a man in white clothes jumped up into the air. His elegant temperament emerged from the dust. Jiang Yifei also stepped into the fairy gate.
"Is it you, the flower monk?"
After the little nun in white entered the attic, she saw Ji Haoyue with a majestic statue and Ye Fan with a dark face. She couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Amitabha, what are you talking about? When the little nun sees your senior brother, shouldn't you greet him first?"
After hearing what the little nun in white said, Ji Haoyue didn't want to hear it. She was really a naughty child who loved to tell the truth, but it was too distasteful.
"Oh, I have met two senior brothers."
The little nun in white also knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she stuck out her tongue and followed suit.
While the two were talking, other people also came in. They were not ordinary people. They had already heard their conversation and saw Ji Haoyue and Ye Fan, two monks with darker skin.
Ye Fan actually thinks that the little nun in white is so cute, and she is more innocent and innocent than the last time we met.
"Grandstanding, what qualifications do you have? Enter this place one step ahead of us."
Jin Chixiao asked coldly, standing on his head with his sword eyebrows on his temples.
Yaya is worthy, is this stupid Bei Yuan provoking him, Ji Haoyue?
Buddha's Palm!
Critical hit!
Under Ji Haoyue's exquisite control, a golden palm the size of a person suddenly landed on the body of Jin Chixiao, the descendant of the Beiyuan Golden Family.
Even though Jin Chixiao was extraordinary, he couldn't withstand the power of the Nine-turn Tathagata's divine palm with three times the combat power, so he flew out at a speed a hundred times faster than when he came in.
"Amitabha, the poor monk's palm skills have deteriorated!"
After Ji Haoyue slapped Jin Chixiao with her palm, she took back her palm, clasped her hands together, and said regretfully.
When An Miaoyi saw this scene, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but look at Ji Haoyue a few more times. She didn't expect that she thought these two monks were extraordinary and invited them in. She didn't expect that the leading Master Tripitaka was not only extraordinary.
Miaoyu Temple has some connections with Western Desert Buddhism, and An Miaoyi invited them in in the first place, mostly because of this relationship.
"Bald donkey, if you have the guts to come out and fight, your sneak attack is extremely shameless!"
Jin Chixiao roared outside and said.
He was wearing armor that determined the power of sacrifice. Ji Haoyue's blow just now knocked him away without causing any damage to him.
"The poor monk hates those traitors the most in his life. The ancient creatures are ready to be born. Do you, the Beiyuan Golden Family, think you have a backer?"
Ji Haoyue said coldly.
The Beiyuan Golden Family, the Beiyuan Family, has a long heritage. They are the descendants of the king of ancient creatures and humans, and are very powerful.
Because of the regional environment of Beiyuan, this family has produced a large number of masters.
The status of this lineage in Beiyuan is like the status of the Immortal Dynasty Daxia in Zhongzhou. It is unshakable and can naturally compete with the people of Tianyao Palace.
Ji Haoyue was ready to find someone to establish her authority, although this Jin Chixiao was just a sidekick, far inferior to Wang Teng from the Northern Territory.
However, if you don't show your skills when you first come to the city, it will be inconvenient for you to do many things in the future.
Only by stepping on the golden sky and showing off the sacred city can we avoid a lot of trouble.
As for offending the Beiyuan Golden Family, so what? Will Ji Haoyue be afraid?
What's more, it was this idiot named Jin Chixiao who started to cause trouble!
The purple clothes moved in the red moon sky, making hunting noises. He stood there, motionless, but with a compelling aura.
The ancient Demon Palace intimidates the world. Since ancient times, there have been countless powerful demon kings. It is said that the Green Dragon King all came out of this palace.
Yao Yuekong's status is indescribably valuable, and her strength is naturally terrifying.
He and Jin Chixiao had had a big fight not long ago, and they had a deep grudge. Now that he saw that idiot Jin Chixiao had offended a monk that he couldn't understand, he watched the show happily.
Jin Chixiao is a descendant of the Beiyuan Golden Family. He is extremely powerful and his status is comparable to that of the Prince of Daxia. He is wearing a golden battle suit, his skin is wheat-colored, his face is as sharp as a knife, and he stands in the night sky without anger or authority.
It has a wild atmosphere.
Ji Haoyue stood up, leaving a clean white lotus where he originally sat. His figure had already appeared outside the building boat.
Ye Fan was secretly speechless. Brother Ji's methods are really unpredictable. He can pick up magical powers at will. This method of growing lotus step by step reveals an authentic Buddhist atmosphere. No one will doubt that he is a
Fake monk.
When Ye Fan thought about his own situation, he felt that there was still a long way to go. He didn't dare to use his divine power now, for fear of being spotted.
In particular, he was worried about the man named Jiang Yifei. According to legend, he had cultivated the ancient vision of Fire Qi Treading the Sky, and could sense his holy body vision.
An Miaoyi originally wanted to stop her, but she sighed. The two guys were already fighting. They were both desperate lunatics with bad tempers. They didn't think about the consequences at all, and they didn't care about An Miaoyi.
face.
However, An Miaoyi thought about her identity as the descendant of Miao Yuan, the future master of the nunnery. To put it nicely, it is an ancient and powerful Taoist tradition. However, in the eyes of many people, their Miao Yuan is the holy land and the harem of aristocratic families.
Bieyuan.
And she, An Miaoyi, is destined to become the forbidden wife of a certain Holy Son and the future Holy Lord.
An Miaoyi was very unwilling. Her heart was as high as the sky. She wanted to walk out of her own way and reach the top.
This is another woman whose heart is as high as the sky, whose life is as thin as paper, whose talent is not enough, and who eventually dies, and whose beauty and fate are thin.
In the entire world of Zhetian, there have been many women like this throughout the ages. Unfortunately, not everyone can possess the talents of the ruthless emperor.
Ji Haoyue stood on white lotuses, wearing plain white linen clothes, with a bright bald head, a majestic statue, and the golden Buddha image behind her. Every palm shot was falling from the sky, and she was determined to push Jin Chixiao into the lake at her feet.