Chapter 950 Three Sandalwood Fans

In the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

The Golden Jade Monk was pursued by the Seven-Star Flying Sword Formation launched by Lord Lan Xing. He interfered with the opponent's spells twice with his Heavenly Eye supernatural power, trying to resolve the flying sword crisis.

"Little Monk Jinyu's Celestial Eye magical power seems to be stronger than before." Lan Xingjun, who was struck by the attack, said in his heart.

Taking advantage of Lan Xingjun's unstable state of mind, the Golden Jade Monk used his third golden eye to read the trajectory of the flying sword formation.

"I saw the trajectory of the third and fourth flying swords in the formation of flying swords." The golden jade monk immediately pointed the Qiankun alms bowl in his hand at the location of the third and fourth flying swords.

The golden sun shines on the universe, and the alms bowl prospers the world.

I saw a cluster of golden sun light ejected from the rim of the Qiankun alms bowl, and then covered the surface of the third and fourth flying swords, and the powerful power of Buddhist Dharma imprisonment instantly blessed them.

The third and fourth flying swords seemed to be flying under a golden light shield, and immediately slowed down.

But at this time, even if the golden monk drove the golden dragon and kept retreating, the remaining three flying swords were getting closer and closer to him.

"There are also three flying swords!" The perseverance in the eyes of the golden jade monk did not weaken at all.

In terms of being calm in times of crisis, the power of the Golden Jade Monk's state of mind is undoubtedly powerful.

"Come into the little monk's bowl." The golden jade little monk looked hard and called softly.

The third golden eye between the golden jade monk's brows once again flashed a golden light.

"Third Eye—The Illusion of Reincarnation!"

In the golden light, there was a golden spiritual fish jumping up and down. The fish jumped over the dragon gate and turned into the shape of a huge golden dragon. Suddenly, the golden dragon entered the water and turned into a small golden spiritual fish.

The golden light of fish and dragon reincarnation was projected from the third golden eye of the golden jade monk, and teleported to the opposite side, Blue Star Lord.

Lan Xingjun, who was struck twice by the Golden Jade Monk's Heavenly Eye Magical Power, did not dodge and seemed to be well prepared.

His eyes were condensed, and there were twinkling silver stars in his eyes, but it was also a kind of eyesight technique.

But what surprised Lan Xingjun was that his Star Eyes Technique failed to completely stop the golden light of fish and dragon reincarnation, which fell into his left eye with a pop.

Lan Xingjun's left eye pupil suddenly turned into a pale gold color.

"Is there the power of law in this magical power of the Third Eye? It's the law of reincarnation! It seems like it, but it's not." Lan Xingjun couldn't help but be surprised.

In Lan Xingjun's mind, a strange scene flashed back for a moment. It seemed familiar, yet strange.

After all, Lan Xingjun has experienced hundreds of battles and has profound cultivation. With just one breath, he used his powerful star soul power to suppress the power of the illusion of reincarnation, and the pupil of his left eye returned to its clear color.

But it was this moment of breathing that gave the golden jade monk another chance.

"I saw the trajectory of the fifth flying sword, but I can only see half of the trajectory of the sixth flying sword." The golden jade monk used his third eye magic power three times in a row. This was his limit.

The golden jade monk aimed the Qiankun alms bowl held high in his hand at the fifth and sixth flying swords, and another cluster of golden light spurted out.

The fifth flying sword immediately slowed down, while the sixth flying sword was only slightly slower by 30%.

brush!

The sixth flying sword dragged out a tail of starlight, and a sword energy cut through the void, arriving in front of the golden jade monk.

In desperation, the little golden jade monk raised his right foot and swung it out, exclaiming: "The Great Sun Tathagata!"

But where was the Great Sun Tathagata, an ordinary monk's shoe on his right foot flew out.

But the power of this kick is also blessed with a lot of golden light.

Flying shoes sparkle with gold!

when!

A crisp sound!

The monk's shoes hit the side of the sixth flying sword accurately. The trajectory of the sixth flying sword deviated, and the golden jade monk took the opportunity to dodge.

At this moment, the calm young monk was already sweating on his back.

Because just after the sixth flying sword, the seventh flying sword that formed the flying sword formation was already within reach of the golden monk, and he didn't even have a chance to touch it head-on with the alms bowl in his hand.

The golden monk's eyes flickered, and the surface of the third golden eye between his eyebrows flashed with golden light.

"Ruthless——." In desperation,

The golden jade monk bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

“Buddhism—spray it!”

This move is one that the Golden Jade Monk has never used before. It is not really a move. He just temporarily added a name that he thinks is famous.

In an instant, the line of essence and blood turned out to be pale gold in color, with particles of golden light rolling on the surface.

Like a sword!

Not a sword!

But there is a sense of sword intent!

Soul Blood Sword!

when--

A sonorous sound came out, and sparks shot out!

The seventh flying sword was intercepted just a short distance from the golden monk's neck, and the sword suddenly stopped.

The little golden jade monk didn't pause at all, and took the opportunity to control the golden dragon under his feet and retreat quickly while holding the Qiankun alms bowl in front of his chest.

At this moment, Lan Xingjun on the opposite side made a move with one hand.

The seven flying swords turned back like seven obedient spiritual pets and hung in the sky above his head.

"combine!"

The seven flying swords merged into one and turned into a seven-star sword, which was in Lan Xingjun's hand.

Lan Xingjun glanced at the Seven Star Sword in his hand. A trace of light golden blood on the surface of the Seven Star Sword gradually evaporated and disappeared.

There was a hint of joy on his face, and he was calm again.

Lan Xingjun thought in his mind: "It is the soul blood of the little monk Jinyu. The light golden soul blood is indeed the real blood of the Buddha. It is exactly what is needed in the next palace trial..."

Lan Xingjun rolled up his sleeves, and the Seven Star Sword turned into a ray of starlight and disappeared into his sleeves.

Standing with his hands behind his back, the Confucian sword hides its edge, showing his virtue.

Dang——

The sound of a huge bell came out, and the timer incense in the incense burner burned out, and the challenge ended.

At this moment, the monk Jinyu stood on the martial arts stage, panting heavily, and his body seemed to have reached the limit.

He wiped his lips with his hand, and felt a slight pain on the tip of his tongue. He was still frightened, but he joked: "Isn't this Lord Lan Xingjun afraid that the sword just now will cut off the monk's bald head? Even if it does, I'm not afraid. At most, I will reincarnate and be a little monk who likes to eat chicken."

As a monk, the monk Jinyu is dedicated.

As a layman, eating chicken is his freedom.

The monk Jinyu looked back and forth, and with one hand, he picked up the monk shoe he had just thrown away. Then he put the shoe back on his feet, moved it for a while, and said calmly: "Comfortable."

The monk Jinyu knew very well in his heart that the fight between him and the Lord Lan Xingjun just now was just the Lord Lan Xingjun deliberately forcing him to his limit. If he really killed him, he would have been reincarnated by now.

Lan Xingjun took the initiative to come to the front of Jin Yu Xiaoseng, looked him up and down carefully, and then said: "Jin Yu Shengzi, are you okay?"

"Thanks to Lord Lan Xingjun for showing mercy, the monk's bald head is still on his neck." Jin Yu Xiaoseng said, touching his bald head with his hand.

"Hahaha." Lan Xingjun laughed heartily.

This is the first time that Lan Xingjun has smiled since Yu Daomen held the Book Fragrance Family Conference.

......

The spectator seats in the square have already become lively.

"It's incredible! The Saint of Jinyu actually dismantled the seven flying sword formation of Lord Lan Xingjun."

"Lord Lan Xingjun is a great man who has no rivals in the past five hundred years."

"It's a dream duel, the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion, remember it."

"The Saint of Jinyu is worthy of being the first young genius in the Northern Territory, he really did it."

"Genius? Are you kidding? Didn't you see the third golden eye between his eyebrows? He is a natural god."

"The last move of the Saint of Jinyu throwing out a shoe is like a fairy from the sky. Wonderful!"

"The golden light coming out of his mouth is the key to the final success, a shocking spray!"

"Take my knees." In the audience, someone actually worshiped seriously.

At this moment, Xu Yang's palms were already sweaty. He heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the bell that the duel was over, saying, "Congratulations to my friend Jin Yu. It's really not easy."

Ming Lin, who was squatting on Xu Yang's shoulder, waved his pair of dragon claws and said, "Next time I have a chance, I must have a good fight with the little monk Jin Yu."

Gui Gu Zan, who was beside Xu Yang, did not speak. He took out his hands from his chest and clapped his hands. The white skeleton lying behind him also learned to clap, and his two bone claws clapping on the ground made a crackling sound, and sparks flew.

Zhan Yunfei was surprised and said, "As far as I know, the Seven-Star Flying Sword of the Great Elder Lan Xingjun has never failed. This time, I don't know whether it was because the Great Elder Lan Xingjun was careful or because of the ability of the Golden Jade Saint. The Golden Jade Saint, Zhan Yunfei has to admire him."

Liu Haiyu nodded and praised, "The Golden Jade Saint is worthy of being the target that I, Liu Haiyu, want to catch up with. He may be the only one who can hold his ground against the top figure of the Yu Dao Sect, the Lord Lan Xingjun."

......

With this, the challenge of Qingyun Pavilion was completely over.

The eight-story Qingyun Pavilion still stood on the hillside, and above it was Qingyun.

Only when you step on Qingyun Pavilion can you know how high Qingyun is.

In the square in front of Qingyun Pavilion, the Yu Dao Men steward in charge stood on the high platform and announced seriously: "This Qingyun Pavilion Challenge has ended perfectly. There are eight people who have passed this Qingyun Pavilion Challenge. They are Xu Yang and Gui Gu Zan from Tiangui Sect, Zhan Yunfei and Yao Jun from Yu Dao Men, Liu Haiyu and Xia Yu from Qinglian Daochang, Jin Yu Shengzi and Murong Yu from Jinfo Temple. The above eight people also obtained the qualification to participate in the final stage of the Shuxiang Mendi, the Palace Realm Space Trial."

In the square, the crowd cheered and was reluctant to disperse for a long time.

Afterwards, the Yu Dao Men steward announced a rule that disappointed the audience.

The Palace Realm Space Trial of the Shuxiang Mendi cannot be seen with the spiritual stone mirror, and the information will not be disclosed to the public.

The Palace Realm Trial, which is the highlight of this Shuxiang Mendi Conference, will be held in ten days.

Afterwards, the eight young heroes who qualified for the Palace Realm Trial, including Xu Yang, returned to their respective residences to rest.

In Xu Yang's room.

Xu Yang took out the red sandalwood box that Qionghua Jun, the leader of Baiyu Peak, gave him during the challenge on the seventh floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

"I wonder what gift Lord Qionghua Jun gave me."

Xu Yang carefully opened the red sandalwood box and found a familiar folding fan inside.

Xu Yang gently took out the fan and looked at it in his hand. It was a "jade pendant sandalwood fan".

The fan bones of this fan are made of Lingshan thousand-year-old sandalwood, exuding a light and elegant fragrance. Below it is a cloud-shaped white jade pendant tied with a white silk rope, as gentle as a gentleman. The words "Qingyun" are clearly engraved on the jade pendant.

"This?" Xu Yang flipped through his storage bag and found two identical fans.

The three jade pendant sandalwood fans, one of which came from the butterfly girl encountered in the Qinghuo Demon Realm, the second was from Beitinghua Zun from the Qinglian Daochang, and the third was given by Qionghua Jun, the leader of Baiyu Peak of Yu Daomen.

When Xu Yang saw the word "Qingyun" engraved on the jade pendants under the three fans, he understood everything.

"Most likely these three women were once the confidantes of Senior Lu Qingyun." Xu Yang shook his head slightly, "I didn't expect that Lu Qingyun, who is said to be at the top of the Zhongyuan Realm, is such a romantic figure."

After that, Xu Yang carefully put away the three sandalwood fans and rested at ease.

......

Another day passed, and the eight people who obtained the qualifications for the Palace Realm Trial received a notice from the Yu Dao Sect at the same time. The elder Lan Xingjun invited them to the Palace Realm Space Trial.

Yu Dao Sect, Lanyu Peak.

As the first of the seven spiritual peaks of Yu Dao Sect, Lanyu Peak is not the highest, but it has the highest status.

On the hillside of Lanyu Peak, there is a majestic Confucian Hall.

The sun shines down, and the three big characters Lanyuyuan on the plaque at the entrance of the hall are even more glorious.

In the center of the hall, an old man in a star-blue Confucian robe sits. The old man has a youthful face with white hair, his silver hair is not messy, his two long eyebrows are slightly drooping, and his eyes are like lightning.

It was Lan Xingjun, the great elder of Lanyu Peak of Yudao Sect.

His Highness, Xu Yang, Jinyu Xiaoseng and eight others were allowed to take their seats.