From the fake emperor to the concubine

"We seem to have arrived, but something feels a little strange around us."

The young monk Zhishan said with a frown.

Although his spiritual power was sealed within three days at this time, he was a Buddhist of the Fanyin Temple.

His Buddha nature still exists.

otherwise.

He was also unable to use Buddhist methods such as "telepathy" to temporarily block the Hehuan Sect from tracking them.

"Since Senior Sister has already appeared, why do you have to hide anymore?"

The words of the young monk Zhishan instantly gave Lu Xinran, who was originally still uncertain, some confidence.

After all, she had witnessed with her own eyes the magical powers displayed by the little monk along the way.

The little monk opened his mouth.

She originally had only 50% confidence, but now it increased to 100%.

The next moment, applause broke out.

I saw a sword shadow flash by the windowsill, and a woman in a pink skirt jumped down lightly.

She has a pretty face, with a hint of quirkiness in her eyes and eyebrows. Compared with Lu Xinran in front of her, she has a more friendly temperament of an intimate older sister.

"Junior sister, since you know I'm here, how dare you come?
Now the news that you have betrayed the sect and taken away the Pure Yang Body has reached me.

Even the sect's Elder Hua has personally ordered to capture you."

As Bi Yao spoke, she gently raised her white and tender little hand and pointed at Lu Xinran. There was a hint of cruelty in her beautiful smile. "Junior sister, you are really embarrassing me by doing this."

Lu Xinran remained calm, without any fear in her eyes, and said coldly, "Senior Sister, stop pretending.

The cold jade bracelet that the old witch of the sect leader gave you should still be there now?"

This short sentence made Bi Yao, who had been calm and composed just now, suddenly change her expression and her eyes revealed fear.

"How could you possibly know about the cold jade bracelet?

This is a secret known only to the sect’s elders and high-ranking officials.

Could it be..."

At this moment, Biyao suddenly burst into laughter, with a strange tone in her laughter, "Could it be that the old witch thought so highly of you that she gave you this cold jade bracelet before you even entered the middle stage of crystallization?
So at this moment, Junior Sister, you are also bound by this thing like me, Senior Sister. Do you want to beg for mercy?"

Bi Yao laughed in a sweet voice, but her laughter was so harsh that it made people feel terrified.

While talking.

The cold jade bracelet with a faint blue glow on her wrist was slightly revealed, and her eyes were filled with intense hatred.

"So, Senior Sister, should we cooperate?"

Lu Xinran stood on tiptoe, with a bit of urgency on her face and a strong sense of recognition in her eyes, “With this pure yang body, plus the Buddhist magical powers of the Fanyin Temple.

It will definitely be able to release the restraint of this cold jade bracelet.

Without this cold jade bracelet and the blood curse of the Hehuan Sect, the world is vast. With the cultivation strength of you and me in the crystallization period, we can go out and explore.

If we continue to stay in the Hehuan Sect, in a few years, when that old witch comes out again, those of us wearing the cold jade bracelets will most likely become victims of her Jindan realm practice.

Senior Sister, are you really willing?"

Lu Xinran is worthy of being the kind-hearted little monk who was able to fight his way out of the Hehuan Sect with a pure yang body.

Just a few words touched Biyao's heart.

This ability to move people's hearts is not something that ordinary people can possess.

Bi Yao's expression darkened slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on her originally pretty face.

She looked at Lu Xinran, no longer looking down on her like before, but treating her as an equal, and said solemnly: "Junior sister, if it were any other time, I would most likely have agreed to you.

But unfortunately, not now."

Bi Yao sighed softly, and her soft body jumped back, putting some distance between herself and Lu Xinran.

According to common sense.

She is in the middle stage of crystallization, while Lu Xinran is only in the early stage of crystallization. The difference of one small realm is enough to give her a great advantage in the battle.

Keeping distance would have given her opponent more opportunities, which was not a wise move, but she did it anyway.

"Sister, why?"

Lu Xinran's expression did not change, but she had already expected something in her heart.

She was originally 80% sure that Bi Yao would reach a cooperation with her, but now something unexpected has happened.

The senior sister in front of her is very likely to entangle her, if the people left by the Hehuan Sect are added.

She wanted to leave the Tianyin Pavilion on the 16th floor smoothly like she did when she left the Hehuan Sect, but the difficulty would undoubtedly increase greatly.

"Senior, since you are not planning to hide, the traitor of the He Huan Sect and this Pure Yang Body may be very suitable for your taste. Are you still planning to take action?"

Bi Yao said in a tender voice, twisting her graceful body, her proud breasts looming in sight, and a hint of laziness revealed between her brows.

"Since you said so, it's not bad to listen to you."

Zheng Yi spoke slowly, exuding a calm and contented temperament.

He leaped up and flashed, appearing at the door of Liu Qingyan Tower of Hehuan Sect on the 16th floor.

Everyone in the building, including the madam and many disciples of the Hehuan Sect, did not dare to step into this obviously abnormal battlefield without orders.

Because people can really die here.

Lu Xinran checked Zheng Yi's cultivation and said in surprise: "Senior Sister, why is this?

A practitioner who has completed his foundation..."

"It seems that the senior is being looked down upon."

Bi Yao covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

Zheng Yi rolled his eyes at her and said, "You unruly girl, I, your senior, have been looked down upon. How can a servant like you be any better?"

As he spoke, Zheng Yi gently patted Bi Yao's head in front of Bi Yao, the young monk Zhishan, and everyone in front of the Qingyan Tower on the 16th floor.

"Senior, I was wrong."

Bi Yao was delicate and lovely, with lowered eyebrows and a pleasing look, and spoke in a wronged tone.

Zheng Yi then let her go seemingly reluctantly.

"There's something wrong with this guy."

The young monk Zhishan frowned, walked up to Lu Xinran and said in a low voice.

Lu Xinran's eyes flashed, and at this moment she focused all her attention on Zheng Yi.

However, it was her good senior sister Bi Yao who took the first step.

Biyao released the pressure of the middle stage of crystallization, and instantly, all the prying eyes seemed to be stung.

The Hehuan Sect's magic is truly unique. Countless spies and people who are secretly spying have fallen into unconsciousness and immersed in the illusion.

Even if he wakes up by chance, he will probably become crazy in the future and even worse than an ordinary person.

"Junior sister, let me teach you some of your tricks."

Bi Yao exerted all her strength, her figure moved slightly, and appeared above Lu Xinran's head like a ghost, chanting softly: "The secret art of He Huan, the ultimate killing of the sky!"

The next moment, lines of crystallization-stage magical powers appeared, and the misty pink fog shot towards Lu Xinran and the young monk Zhishan on the ground like sharp arrows.

Lu Xinran's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was ready for battle.

She waved her right hand, and a protective air shield instantly enveloped herself and her surroundings.

He held a blood-red dagger tightly in his hand, and the blade exuded a strong murderous aura that could actually dispel the gloomy pink mist one by one.

"Little monk, hurry up and act! Use your telepathy and other Buddhist methods. The strength of the middle stage of crystallization is much stronger than that of the early stage."

She noticed this as soon as they started fighting, Lu Xinran said anxiously.

The young monk Zhishan looked miserable and said, "Donor, can you remove the seal on me this time?

If we don't resolve it, facing the two of them, we might become victims of the knife again today.

"I don't care about life or death, but don't you care, benefactor?"

The words of the young monk Zhishan seemed sincere, but in fact they contained a threatening tone, which was really surprising.

"Monk, you dare to threaten me?"

Lu Xinran looked at him fiercely.

The young monk Zhishan shook his head expressionlessly and said, "It's just tit-for-tat. It's not like monks don't know how to adapt."

"you are vicious!"

Lu Xinran gritted his teeth and persisted, but he never managed to remove the special blood curse of the Hehuan Sect from the young monk Zhishan.

The young monk Zhishan remained calm, and then intentionally or unintentionally turned his gaze to Zheng Yi.

His intuition told him that Zheng Yi, who seemed to be only at the perfect foundation-building stage, was actually more difficult to deal with than Bi Yao, the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect who was in the middle stage of the crystallization stage and was showing great power next to him.

"Why does this donor give me the feeling that he is much more powerful than the abbot?

This person must not be provoked."

The young monk Zhishan pondered secretly.

He examined Zheng Yi for a long while, his mind as clear and transparent as glass, and finally came to this conclusion.

however.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and it is not something he can decide alone.

"Junior sister, give up. Your strength and cultivation methods are no match for me, your senior sister."

High in the sky, Bi Yao looked relaxed. With the old monster Zheng Yi as her backing, she faced two juniors.

She naturally felt that she had a sure win.

"Senior Sister, that may not be the case!"

Lu Xinran said through gritted teeth.

She had been chased all the way before, and although her injuries are no longer serious, she might not be able to hold out for too long if she continues to fight.

She is considered an expert in the Hehuan Sect, but Bi Yao is no ordinary person as she is able to become the Saint of the Hehuan Sect. She is much better than her in both cultivation foundation and combat experience.

The two were in a stalemate.

Before Lu Xinran could ask for help from the monk Zhishan again, Bi Yao pouted her pink lips, looked at Zheng Yi with a wronged look, and called out delicately, "Senior..."

Zheng Yi had a dark face and looked a little impatient.

He waved his embroidered robe, and suddenly, streams of Gengjin Qi shot out from his body, directly penetrating Lu Xinran's protective air shield and hitting the bloody dagger in her hand.

The blade was knocked off course, and a big hole appeared in the protective air shield.

A hint of cunning flashed in Bi Yao's eyes. She swooped down from a high altitude, seized this loophole, and slapped her good junior sister hard with several consecutive palms.

Just now.

The young monk Zhishan, who had not taken any action until now, made seals with his hands, and a golden bell-shaped cover like colored glass appeared out of thin air, covering him and Lu Xinran.

"Buzz buzz".

The sound of Buddha's voice was everywhere, the light of glass was fully displayed, and it seemed that the magical powers of Buddhism were extraordinary.

Bi Yao slapped it several times in a row, but with her strength in the middle stage of crystallization, she was unable to break it.

"I'm so scared."

Biyao patted her puffy chest and pretended to be scared.

Subsequently.

She flashed back to Zheng Yi like a willow swaying in the wind, her body softened, and she fell directly into Zheng Yi's arms.

Zheng Yi didn't want to catch her, but his heart softened and he hugged her in his arms.

"Fortunately, Junior Sister has a good lover. I, Senior Sister, also have a little lover. Don't you think so, Senior?"

Bi Yao hooked her arms around Zheng Yi's neck and spoke coquettishly with a charming look on her face.

Zheng Yi pushed her away expressionlessly, and Bi Yao stood up again.

Zheng Yi said, "If the two of us fight together in front of the Qingyan Tower for a long time, it will inevitably attract the attention of others.

Even if I don't intend to hide my strength anymore, I still have to proceed step by step. It's not a good thing to be noticed by too many people."

"Yes, senior."

Bi Yao seemed unconcerned and was still pouting, but when she attacked again, her attack became fierce and fierce.

Zheng Yi also cooperated, extending his right hand slightly, and a Taibai sword appeared in his palm.

He waved his hand casually, and strands of Gengjin Qi flowed out along the blade. The sword was clear and powerful than before.

"Boom boom boom", the sword energy fell on the glazed golden bell, making a series of echoes.

"Donor, if you don't break my blood curse, I'm afraid both you and I will die here today."

The young monk Zhishan looked helpless as the attacks came one after another.

His face gradually became as pale as gold paper, and it was unclear when he would collapse.

"understood!"

Lu Xinran climbed up again and looked at the battle outside the Golden Bell, fully aware of the seriousness of the situation.

She slapped the young monk Zhishan's dantian with one palm, and streams of blood and evil energy flowed out from the palm of her hand.

After a while, the blood curse sealing in the young monk Zhishan's dantian was completely dissolved.

The young monk Zhishan closed his eyes, and the forbidden spiritual power flowed through his body like rolling golden waves. After confirming that there was no hindrance, he showed a satisfied smile.

He didn't believe that Mr. Lu, a demon beside him, would not leave any trouble.

If there really are consequences.

Even if he is lucky enough to return to Fanyin Temple in the future, he will become a trouble.

He didn't want Fanyin Temple to waste too many resources and energy on him.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

The little monk Zhishan pursed his lips and smiled faintly.

A large amount of crystallized spiritual power surged out of his body. The glazed golden bell, which had been shaky just now, instantly stabilized its defensive power with a loud bell sound.

"Little monk, did you doubt me just now?"

Seeing that the situation gradually returned to stability, Lu Xinran finally had the mind to start talking about other topics.

however.

There was no response on the handsome rosy face of the young monk Zhishan, and he remained silent.

"Even if you don't say it, I can see it.

But you are lucky this time."

Lu Xinran said viciously, but there was a hint of complexity in her eyes.

She had to admit that if the young monk Zhishan had not intervened in time, she would probably have become a prisoner of her senior sister Bi Yao and Zheng Yi by now.

By then, losing freedom would be a small matter. What kind of cruel punishment one would suffer, or even a life worse than death, would be predictable.

But the two of them were still too careless and negligent. Although the little monk had just shown great strength, they were still not strong enough to deal with the opponent's attack. (End of this chapter)