Biography of the Immortals

During Yan Xi's busy schedule, he sensed Monk Huangmei's aura, he couldn't help being startled, and secretly said: "If this handsome monk makes a move suddenly, I'm afraid I'm going to die!"

"Even if I don't hang up, I will travel back and escape before my eyes. After a few days, the Jiangmotian fire will burn Nanming Lihuo, and my skill will be greatly regressed. Isn't the character card of Sanhuo Shenjun going to be abolished?"

Yan Xi glanced at Monk Huang Mei, he didn't seem to have the intention to act immediately, he couldn't help shouting: "Fellow Taoist, are you here to plot against my body?"

Monk Huang Mei recited the Buddha's name and said, "Young monk is an upright monk and you don't do such evil things."

"Dare to ask, who is the name of fellow daoist?"

Yan Xi turned his head and dared not declare the name of the three fire gods. Some time ago, the three fire gods crossed the catastrophe and killed all the people who had learned the three fire scriptures. Swallowing to improve their skills has become notorious. Perhaps the monk still lacked an excuse. If he had reported his name, he would have happily come to slaughter him.

Yan Xi shouted: "I am Lord Bingling, a Sanxiu cultivator!"

Huang Meiseng pondered slightly, and said to himself: "I have never met Lord Bing Ling, but I heard that this fellow Taoist, who possesses the fire element of Taoism, has also passed the two kalpas of wind and fire, and his skill is quite different from this one."

"But maybe the rumors are wrong. In fact, Lord Bing Ling's skill has not yet reached the realm of fire calamity, and it is common to hide some skills and spells."

Monk Huang Mei didn't believe it all, and asked, "I heard that Taoist friends have already passed the second calamity of wind and fire, why are you going through the calamity again today?"

Yan Xi was so happy that he almost slapped his thigh, and thought: "So this bald lady really doesn't know Mr. Bing Ling."

If Monk Huang Mei knew Lord Bing Ling, he wouldn't have to recite any curses, but since Monk Huang Mei didn't know Lord Bing Ling, wouldn't he be allowed to talk nonsense?

Yan Xi exclaimed: "If I had survived the calamity of fire earlier, how could I have survived the second time? There has never been such a thing. It is a long story. I have a traitor..."

Yan Xi is an online writer of Pujie, but the writer of Pujie is also professional. He edited more than [-] characters on the spot.

Huang Meiseng was suddenly enlightened when he heard it, and he believed it eighty-nine percent, and was deeply impressed by Bingling's traitor.

This guy who Yan Xi couldn't make a living, the prototype is Yang Gaizhi who betrayed the Quanzhen Sect. In the book, he is a big and dazzling good man. He has been compressed into a short story of the same person, and many details are missing. What betrayed the master? He bit off his master's finger, joined another sect, and raped his second master...

Monk Huang Mei even gave birth, if he wanted to, he would go to practice the Tao for Yan Xi and kill him, a traitor who could not be born, otherwise his thoughts would not be clear.

Huang Meiseng felt very sympathetic to Yan Xi, and said: "No wonder fellow Taoists are worried about being a traitor, so they brought their concubine, Master, to hide in Wan'an City instead of daring to go through the tribulation in the big formation of our sect."

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I am willing to protect the Dharma for you."

Yan Xi was overjoyed, but was shocked again. What he was happy about, he fooled Huang Meiseng into staying. What was shocked was that if Huang Meiseng didn't leave, he could only rely on his skills to forcefully cross the calamity, and he couldn't rely on back and forth to cross the card. bug.

What should I do with this shit?
Yan Xi dug the hole by himself, so he could only bite the bullet and jump by himself, and said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, you are compassionate and merciful, and you can see that you are a good monk. From today on, the monk is my best friend and relative. Mr. Bingling will definitely die, let the fellow Taoists take care of it."

Yan Xi poured out all kinds of words of gratitude, and at the end of the speech, he insisted on pulling Huang Meiseng to worship and become brothers of the opposite sex.

Monk Huang Mei was overwhelmed by Yan Xi's few words. What Yan Xi said, if the god monk looks down on me and refuses to worship, I will not live today, and this calamity will not pass...

Huang Meiseng is a serious monk, and he has never met such a rascal in his life.

He actually used Du Jie to talk about things, forcing himself to be sworn.

He hesitated for a while, and thought: "Mr. Bingling has a good reputation, and he is also a master who can survive the calamity of fire. If we make friends, it will bring great prosperity to my Buddhism. It will be of great benefit to me, and it doesn't matter if we become sworn brothers!" He agreed.

During the fire disaster, Yan Xi told Huang Meiseng his age. Huang Meiseng looked young, and he was [-] years old.

But he was born with Buddha's karma, and for more than three hundred years, he has survived three tribulations and stood at the pinnacle of this world, becoming one of the new generation of four great monks.

If it weren't for Tianlong Temple, the Jin Toutuo under Master Yizhen's sect is too amazing and talented, and the head of the new generation of four great monks must be Huangmei Monk.

Even so, Jin Toutuo's position as the head of the four great monks is not very secure. Many people think that Huang Mei is superior.

Yan Xi became sworn brothers with Monk Huang Mei, put aside half of his worries, and could only grit his teeth, struggling to resist the catastrophe.

This time, according to the normal time limit, it took a full seventy-one days before the Subduing Demon Heaven Fire gradually weakened.

With the support of Huangmei monk, although some people "passed by" in the past seventy-one days, they all drifted away when they heard Huangmei monk's name. Occasionally, some people would not give up. Get out in a hurry.

But with Monk Huangmei by his side, Yan Xi could only force the Fire Tribulation, and he couldn't even take advantage of it.

These seventy-one days were the most difficult days in Yan Xi's life.

The reason why he dared to overcome the Heavenly Tribulation by force was because he could get stuck in a bug, and was guarded by Monk Huang Mei.

Yan Xi didn't even have the strength to scold Huang Meiseng.

Heavenly Tribulation is really hard to carry.

Yan Xi turned into the Vermilion Bird of the Southern Ming Dynasty. His feathers were scorched and scorched, like a bald chicken. If it wasn't for the fact that birds can't stick out their tongues, he would have stuck out their tongues right now.

Huang Meiseng's face was slightly joyful, and he shouted: "Brother Bingling, if you persist a little longer, the calamity of fire will pass."

"Brother Bingling, congratulations, from now on, you will be the Fire Tribulation Loose Immortal."

"Brother Bingling, come on!"

While Yan Xi was enduring the croaking noise, he summoned up his mana and crashed into the last demonic sky fire. Flames burst out from his body. After fighting fiercely with Huojie for half a day, the last mass of demonic sky fire finally dissipated.

Nanming Lihuo, which was entangled with Jiangmo Tianhuo, suddenly brightened, a mass of red gold burned from the center of the fire cloud, and quickly spread throughout the whole cloud of fire. The transformed Nanming Lihuo, like a magnet, is like a million tides The sea poured into Yan Xi's body.

Yan Xi's mana was rising steadily, and the incarnation of the Nanming Suzaku gave birth to bright feathers again. He was covered in five-colored haze, protected by a ball of Nanming Lihuo, and his majesty was unparalleled, showing the majestic demeanor of the Nanming god and bird.

Yan Xi took a deep breath, and took out a Taoist robe, not daring to take out that flamboyant suit, and recovered his human body.

After crossing the catastrophe, it is necessary to reshape the body. Ninety-nine out of ten monks will not change their appearance. At most, male cultivators make themselves more handsome and handsome, while female cultivators make themselves more beautiful, but Yan Xi...

He desperately needs a new look.