"These auras are from Huangshan Mountain and belong to my Nie family. How can I teach them to others privately?"
An old monk with white eyebrows seemed to fall from the sky, and with a fierce momentum, he rushed directly in front of Xia Tian and the others.
Although this old monk has white eyebrows and beard, his body is not old at all. On the contrary, he has a strong waist and a tiger's back. He is holding a Zen staff. He looks like a vajra arhat who goes out to slay demons.
Behind him were four or five young and strong young monks, also holding sticks in their hands. One or two of them looked quite familiar. They seemed to be named Mingji and Mingku. They were kicked away by Xia Tian before. Unexpectedly, they were again
Met.
"Uncle Third, why are you here?" When Nie Xiaoli saw this tall old monk with white eyebrows, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
The white-browed old monk glared at Nie Xiaoli angrily: "You still have the nerve to ask, and you actually colluded with outsiders to seize Huangshan's spiritual veins. You simply don't deserve to live. It's an insult to the Nie family's family tradition. Why don't you die?"
As expected of an old guy who has lived for seventy or eighty years, his mouth is filled with the tone of a feudal patriarch.
To be able to say something about such a stench is normal.
"Old idiot, are you looking for death? How dare you scold my stewardess wife." Xia Tian raised his eyes and looked at the old monk unhappily.
When the old monk with white eyebrows heard this, a look of contempt appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "You are Zhang Mingtuo's disciple, what is your name? That boy Nie Hongfei mentioned your name to me."
"Go back to the abbot, his name is Xia Tian." Monk Mingji behind him quickly reminded him.
"Yes, it's called Xia Tian." The old monk with white eyebrows nodded lightly, and then said: "If you dare to beat my disciple like this, even if you kneel on the ground and kowtow to beg for mercy today, you still don't want me to let you go."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "You are mentally ill, so you should go back and wait to die slowly. That way you can at least live for another day or two."
"Ha, you dare to curse your Grandpa Buddha, you are so kind." The old monk with white eyebrows snorted coldly, and stretched out his hands towards Xia Tian: "However, I don't have time to kill you now, so first hand over the Huangshan Spiritual Vein that you just took away.
If you come out, you will be saved from death for the time being."
"Huangshan's spiritual veins are not yours, right?" Nie Xiaoli couldn't help but retort: "Even if I have to return it, I will return it to Huangshan."
The old monk with white eyebrows was furious and shouted: "You have no right to speak here, shut up!"
He raised his hand and slapped Nie Xiaoli on the face with a palm as big as a cattail fan.
"Crack!"
This force is so strong that even rocks can be smashed directly.
"ah!"
Sure enough, half a second later, the monk named Mingji screamed, suddenly covered his face and fell down, and instantly fainted from the pain.
"Huh?" The old monk with white eyebrows couldn't help but froze when he saw this situation, and then stared at Xia Tian angrily: "It's your kid who did the trick, Zhang Mingtuo had similar methods back then, and he was indeed his disciple, even such a destructive move
Exactly the same.”
Xia Tian lazily yawned and said disdainfully: "So you are said to be mentally ill. It's obviously completely different, but you didn't notice it at all. The master used the ghost-like nine-needle form, that kind of
The acupuncture technique is so backward that I stopped using it when I was nine years old."
"Haha, this guy also likes to talk nonsense." The old monk with white eyebrows sneered, "It just so happens that Zhang Mingtuo killed many of my clansmen back then, and I want to get some interest back from you today."
Xia Tian shook his head: "Idiots like you are just cowards. If you have a grudge, you don't dare to take revenge. You only dare to attack the enemy's juniors. But it's a pity that I am more than a hundred times stronger than my master. You are looking for death."
"Then let's see who will die!" The old monk with white eyebrows had no patience anymore and rushed to the young monk behind him and said: "Set up the formation, seven...six unique opening formations!"
Because Monk Mingji had fallen to the ground and would not wake up for a while, the seven skills could only be changed to the six skills.
However, the old monk with white eyebrows felt that it didn't matter if there was one less person. Anyway, he didn't think that Xia Tian had much strength.
At that time, Zhang Mingtuo was only good at medical skills and acupuncture. In fact, his martial arts skills were sparse and ordinary. How much combat effectiveness could the apprentices he taught have?
"This kind of broken formation is so weak that I don't even bother to take action."
I'll treat your brain and maybe you can restore your memory."
"Are you serious?" Sister Jinsi suddenly became energetic and pointed at Xia Tian: "Don't go back on your word!"
Xia Tian curled his lips: "I'm not interested in lying to a monkey."
"Then it's settled." Sister Jinsi was overjoyed. What she longed for most now was to recover some memories, at least to remember who she was and where she came from. Otherwise, she would really become a completely different person.
of monkey.
The old monk with white eyebrows raised his hand and shouted to his disciples: "Don't worry about her, just take care of her."
After receiving the order, the six young monks immediately dispersed and surrounded Xia Tian, Nie Xiaoli and Sister Jinsi. As for Huang Yi, these people were not cultivated enough and could not be seen at all.
Of course, the white-browed old monk could see Huang Yi, but he had other plans, so he deliberately ignored him.
"Stick up the sticks and form a formation!"
Monk Mingku, who also had a bruised nose and face, suddenly shouted loudly, picked up the stick in his hand, and stabbed Xia Tian in the back.
Xia Tian stood still, not even looking at him.
"Great, I won't stab you to death this time!" Monk Mingku obviously wanted to take the opportunity to avenge himself, so he didn't spare any effort.
It's just that the stick he pushed out was gently caught by Sister Jinsi before it touched Xia Tian.
"This..." Monk Mingku had a look of astonishment on his face, "You can actually grab my stick?"
"Is your stick heavy? Why can't you catch it?" Sister Jinsi glared at Monk Mingku, turned around and swept him away with her tail.
Seeing this, several other people responded accordingly and hit Sister Jinsi with five iron rods from all directions.
"Is she in danger?" Nie Xiaoli looked at this situation and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Xia Tian said calmly: "Stewardess, don't worry, they are not the opponent of the female monkey yet. The real danger is not her, but..."
"Who is it?" Nie Xiaoli asked doubtfully.
"Of course it's him." Xia Tian turned around slightly and looked at Huang Yi.
Nie Xiaoli then turned around and looked over, and was shocked to see the old monk with white eyebrows appearing behind Huang Yi at some point. He immediately exclaimed: "Be careful, behind you!"
"Huh?" Huang Yi's heart trembled, and he also felt a hint of life and death crisis. His face couldn't help but change color, but it was too late to dodge at this time.
"I want to avoid it, it's too late!" The old monk Bai Mei had a black gas between the palms of his palms, turning his palms into the claw, and his backhand clasped the throat of Huang Yan.
Huang Yan was sad and indignant. If he hadn't been trapped for hundreds of years and his soul was empty, how could he be held by such a mortal.
"Haha, that magic dragon is gone, I can't let you run away." After the old monk Bai Mei succeeded, he couldn't help but laughed. "Although the aura in your body is only one third, it is enough to be enough enough
I have been used. "
"Your Nie family, who have been received by Huangshan Eunze for generations, are you so grace?" Huang Yan found that he couldn't break away from each other's hand, and was shocked: "Who do you learn from this soul?"
The old monk Bai Mei laughed: "Naturally, the adult taught, did you have taught him?"
"Sure enough, it was him again." Huang Yan resentful, saying to himself, "It's just that you can't, he just uses your Nie's pulse. After the incident, you will die in his hands.
"
The old monk Bai Mei said lightly: "Hum, of course, the old man knows, but as long as I absorb you clean, who will kill who will kill it."
"Another idiot who wants to eat again." Listening to these words in summer, I couldn't help laughing. "The stewardess wife, you have to control the words of the Nie family.
"Oh, I still want to control the Nie family, the little girl movie, what are you doing." The old monk Bai Mei scolded very disdain: "The Nie family is mine, wait for me to repairs it, and then break through the realm of several levels.
At that time, Nie Yuntian's dog things were slaughtered, and then the position of the family owner was ascended. Under my in charge, the Nie family will definitely become the world's first family.
"Huangshan is not breaking the place. What is broken is you!" Nie Xiaowan retorted: "You are not even worthy of people at all, now you look back, and you can ask for your life in the summer.
"
"Lao Xun has no time to talk nonsense with you, and now you have to get something that should have belonged to me!" The old monk Bai Mei was too lazy to listen, but he was fighting for some time so that he would make preparations.
It's coming, he must hurry up.
To put it, the black gas in his palm skyrocketed instantly, and after a long time, he wrapped the entire body of Huang Yan.
"Forbidden the soul to break the magic hand, let me break!"
After a while, I saw a ray of green Qi, which was continuously extracted from Huang Yan's body.
"Summer, you can help me stop him." Nie Xiaowan had no other way, so he had to ask for help for summer.
Summer holding Nie Xiaowan's waist and said lightly: "The stewardess wife, you don't have to worry, the good show is still behind, just look at it first."
Nie Xiaowan was still confused, and was terrified: "If Huangshan's spiritual veins were sucked away, the consequences were simply unimaginable. How can I not be in a hurry?"
"The stewardess wife, you relax first." In the summer, she crossed a ray of ice and fire to Nie Xiaowan, and instantly calmed her down.
Nie Xiaowan felt a cool breath in his body, and his emotions did relieve it.
On the other side, the old monk Bai Mei was already digesting the aura pouring into his body, laughing: "Yes, this is the feeling, this is the power, this is the power.
Nie Yuntian is still Zhang Mingxuan, or anyone else, will become my men, die in my hand, hahaha ... uh? "
I just laughed a few times, and the eyebrow peak of the old monk Bai Mei suddenly frowned, and then the eyes of the eyes suddenly emerged, as if it was about to explode.
"He's ..." Nie Xiaowan was startled by this situation.
"The aura can be absorbed without anyone who wants to absorb." In summer, he yawned lazily. "This idiot does not understand this truth, so it is purely looking for death."