Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Tongya frowned and nodded, while Minghui looked seriously, stared at his face carefully, and said warmly:

"I studied under Maha. There was once a monster who was taught by my master. At that time, he was just a monster soldier."

"Master calculated his fortune and learned that the monster's opportunity to build its foundation was in the Xu Kingdom. He spent a lot of mana and fate to calculate it for it. He learned that it was in Yanshan on the border of the Xu Kingdom, so he sent him to practice there to prepare for the future. The timing of the day.”

Master Minghui shook his Zen staff, which made a jingling sound that echoed in the air like an eagle's roar. He said:

"Later, when I became a mage, my master knew that my destiny was approaching, so he sent me to Bianyan Mountain to accept him as a spiritual beast mount. Who would have thought that the young monk had been walking for more than three years, but he ended up in vain!"

Li Tongya understood immediately. When he went to Bianyan Mountain to catch and kill the monster, the wolf monster kept saying that a fateful magic was coming. I'm afraid that was what he was talking about. However, Li Tongya couldn't be persuaded by his empty words at that time, so he naturally took it away. Caught and killed.

Knowing this in his heart, Li Tongya remained calm and said with a smile:

"The Master actually came to ask me? If Maha can tell the fortune, then it should be like this. Now there is a fallacy. Either the Master made a mistake in the calculation, or the monster was restless and lost his life, even if it was related to me and others. It’s due to fate, how can you ask me, an immortal cultivator?”

Minghui opened her lips and squeezed out a burst of laughter. Although she guessed that it was probably related to the Li family, she felt slightly helpless.

Bian Yanshan was disturbed by many Zifu wars, and it was difficult to maintain the fabricated destiny. Master Minghui originally wanted to see if he could blackmail Li Tongya, but he never expected that this man could speak eloquently and use his spear to attack him. Dun, forcefully told him that he had nothing to say, but at the moment he couldn't get angry, so he could only laugh and said:

"The benefactor's fate has been decided, and it's hard for me to interfere. Wangyue Lake is a good place with clear wind and bright moonlight. If a powerful person from my teaching reincarnates here, please take care of the benefactor."

Li Tongya has also heard of many Buddhist methods. Once you achieve the Maha Dharma, you can keep a little bit of your true spirit immortal and seek hosts for generations to reincarnate. Buddhism calls it the way to reincarnation. You have to realize Maha from the time you are a baby and practice it from generation to generation. It's because the evil door is tight.

Li Tongya kept giving in, but he didn't expect him to become more and more shameless, and he actually decided to target the younger generation of the Li family, and said coldly:

"It's hard for us to control what Buddhism is doing in the north with the reincarnation of generations, but don't try to target the children of my family! If any Mahadharma dares to steal the bodies of our children, I, Li Tongya, Even if I kill this reincarnated soul boy with my own hands, I won't let you do whatever you want with the body of my son!"

Minghui smiled, waved her hands repeatedly, and replied:

"The donor is so angry, it's just a joke. Our teacher has never been reincarnated in the south. Even if it is obtained by chance, it will not occupy the body of the aristocratic immortal family. It is an agreement. What's more, the noble family is a sword immortal family. We are waiting for you. Don’t even dare to commit it.”

Minghui spoke respectfully, but her expression and actions were very contemptuous. Li Tongya had no intention of talking to him, so he only cupped his hands and whispered:

"Then don't let it go!"

So I didn't bother to talk to him anymore and rode the wind back to the mountains.

Minghui nodded slightly and watched Li Tongya fall back into the mountain. She squinted for a while, with colorful lights flowing in her eyes. She stared blankly at the people at the bottom of the mountain. She stayed on Li Qinghong for a while and murmured:

"Lei Fa... seems to have a lot to do with my Buddhism! This girl is so beautiful that she would be very excited to go back to work as a cleaning maid, carrying a magic weapon."

Minghui refined the magic weapon by himself, and it turned out to be a golden palace filled with handsome men and beauties for him to practice alone. Now that he saw Li Qinghong with such outstanding heroic appearance, his index finger moved in his heart, he thought for a while, and thought to himself:

"The south is in chaos now, and the Sword Immortal is far away in the southern border. If I cast the spell properly and capture this woman, who can say anything?"

At that moment, I was thinking about it. I had already pinched the magic formula, and I was about to drop it and change my form to see if I could capture this woman. However, I had an idea in my heart. Master Minghui hesitated for a moment and thought:

"I'm always worried in my heart. After all, the Li family has the reputation of being a swordsman, so I'd better count my fortunes. Although I'll spend more time on mana, I'll save a lot of trouble in the gutter."

Master Minghui raised his finger, with colorful lights shining in his hands. He stood with his eyes closed, calculated for an hour and three moments, and murmured:

"It's Li Tongya's direct granddaughter, but there's some trouble. I'm afraid he'll get red-eyed and fight with me all the time... It's harmful! He's at the second level of Qi training, and he's good at marksmanship..."

Minghui was concentrating on calculations when he suddenly paused and stood in the air like a sculpture. His fat face was stiff and dull. He had cultivated a pure body and logically had no tears or sweat. However, he suddenly started to tremble. Sweat beads appeared on his plump face, and the translucent sweat beads accumulated larger and larger, rolling on his smooth skin.

Minghui's eyes widened, and the colorful light in his hand became brighter and brighter, floating in his hand like a star. However, he was crying and didn't dare to move. He felt a sense of danger that was so strong that it suffocated him, and his legs were numb. About to vomit blood.

"World Honored One, be kind!! If the monk pushes his finger down even one more point and continues to calculate even one word, he will be completely destroyed! There will be no chance of survival!"

The hint of inspiration in the dark kept beating in his mind, making Minghui's limbs tremble, and he gritted his teeth and cursed secretly:

"He must have been hooked up with some powerful person, at least a golden elixir cultivator! Damn it...how could such a desolate place be linked to such a powerful person? This is bad! Being wiped out in ashes is not just a joke!"

Minghui has not yet achieved Maha, but Shi is proficient in the past and future. Logically speaking, there is no problem in retaining the true soul and reincarnation after death. However, he now deeply understands that once the outcome of this destiny is revealed, he will immediately disappear. , completely annihilated without leaving any trace of true spirit. Not to mention he is a mage, even Maha will turn into dust.

Minghui was sweating profusely and forcefully suppressed the spell in his hand. However, the spell was halfway through and it was difficult to stop. He could only watch the colored light in his hand becoming more and more intense, and his eyelids twitched for a moment.

"puff!"

Minghui had to reverse the spell and spit out a mouthful of blood. She suppressed the spell in her hand and freed up one hand to perform the spell. A glittering golden palace emerged, in which the pavilions and pavilions were exquisite and beautiful. Handsome men and beauties walked barefoot. Little bits of colored light are falling down.

"Go!"

Minghui carried the magical weapon with difficulty, used the palm of his hand as a knife, and cut off the hand holding the colorful light magic formula. His body was as white and sticky as dough, and there was no blood or flesh inside. It's greasy, and a thin tail of dough comes out.

Although the hand left the body, it was still controlled by him, still holding the magic formula to suppress it. Master Minghui activated the golden light hall, and the upper and lower doors and windows in the hall opened together, sucking in bursts of golden light clouds, and the severed hand Floating and floating into the temple.

"call………"

Minghui took a deep breath and looked at the colored light and the severed hand that were suppressed in the magic weapon. She pulled out a hand from the severed limb, which was like dough. It was white, tender and dry. Clean.

"What's this all about!"

Minghui howled sadly and indignantly.