"In other words, you and a monk named Yan Chixia set up a formation in the Imperial College. In order to deal with the evil ghost named Mandrill, this formation will emit hypnotic mist, allowing students, teachers and celebrities to fall into coma and avoid fighting and harm?" Tang Yuli listened to what Zhang Luoye said, thought about it, and repeated.

Things were almost done, and Zhang Luoye nodded.

"I didn't expect that the myths we often hear, the gods in awe, are actually monks-like existences. Falling leaves, will you rush over the sea and fog in the clouds?" Tang Yuli asked with a strange face.

Zhang Luoye smiled bitterly: "I don't have that kind of ability. I'm just a novice who has just entered the path of cultivation. Look, it's at most now." After that, he recited a mantra and saw a "huff" sound in his hand, a flame as big as a fist burned.

Tang Yuli widened his eyes and sighed for a long time: "It's so convenient. What is the principle? Can a fire be emitted by chanting a spell?"

Zhang Luoye smiled and said, "It can be said that, but there is something wrong. The monks transform their original sins and then draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse the whole body. Therefore, the body contains Yuan power. The so-called mantra is a material exchange, which makes Yuan power transform into a form of exchange."

Tang Yuli remembered something and asked in confusion: "Loaching, what you just said, the level of transformation in the realm of monks is to dissolve the fetal energy by expanding knowledge, cultivating the mind and cultivating the nature. In ancient times, those outstanding poets and figures were all this kind of, but I don't think they would use the so-called magic you just called?"

Zhang Luoye smiled and said, "This is because they lack the Dao root. Dao root is a door that connects the spiritual energy and temperament in the human body. People without Dao roots, even if they have a high level of knowledge through reading and cultivating nature, cannot refer to the vitality in the body, so it is normal for them to not be able to produce magic."

Tang Yuli asked again: "I heard that the legendary gods can live hundreds or even thousands. Since monks are gods, can they do it?"

Zhang Luoye shook his head: "I don't know this. I didn't say it in the practice of exercises. I just mentioned that I have great supernatural powers that can overcome ghosts and gods."

Tang Yuli pondered for a while and suddenly asked, "Fallen Leaf, can you help me identify if I have a root of Tao?"

"It's ok, but, 19th Prince, do you want to practice Taoism?" Zhang Luoye nodded and asked.

Tang Yuli didn't say anything, but just stared at Zhang Luoye. Zhang Luoye didn't want to ask any more, so he grabbed his arm and recited a spell. After that, his brows were frowning, as if he was feeling something.

After a long time, Zhang Luoye let go of Tang Yuli's arm, shook his head and said, "Nineteenth Prince, you have no roots on you."

When Tang Yuli heard this, his face clearly flashed with a hint of disappointment. After a while, he said, "Is that true? Is it true? Haha, although he had already expected the answer in his heart, it actually sounded quite a hit."

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Zhang Luoye hurriedly comforted him, "Brother Nineteenth, don't take the matter of Daogen too seriously. Having Daogen may not be a good thing, but it is just a qualification to practice Taoism. In my opinion, compared to having Daogen, the thing that you have the royal status of the 19th Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nineteenth Nine

"Is that?" Tang Yuli sighed and murmured: "But if I had made a choice, I would rather have the roots of Taoism than the royal family, do you know? Born in the imperial family, I was trained for royal etiquette since I was a child, and in order to maintain the dignity of the royal family, many things are forbidden. Freedom is always a luxury, and it is more rare for women than wealth."

"Sometimes I really envy you, and you are more determined than me when I was a child. Whenever I see you like this, I feel like you are like light, sometimes it is too dazzling to make me unable to look directly at you, but it also warms my heart that looks directly at you. You have not flattered and pleased me because I am the prince. You are my only and most important friend."

Zhang Luoye was a little moved when he heard this and said tremblingly: "Nineteenth Prince, you..."

Tang Yuli patted his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Sorry, I said so much on my own. I had a bad dream yesterday, so I was in a daze all day today."

Zhang Luoye asked: "I wonder what kind of dream the 19th Prince had?"

Tang Yuli frowned, pondered a little, and said for a long time, "The bad dream, there are you, me, the students and teachers of the Imperial College, and Yan Chixia you said, just like the current situation. In the end, in the dream, I seemed to be bitten by some wild beast, and then I heard you shouting, and finally woke up."

"No, it's just a dream." Zhang Luoyeqiang smiled. For some reason, when he heard Tang Yuli talk about his dream, he seemed to see a scene. In the picture, Tang Yuli was bitten and only one head was rolled on the ground. It was really annoying.

Tang Yuli nodded and looked at the direction of the Piyong Bao Temple: "Loose Ye, is that Yan Chixia okay with her own? Isn't his cultivation less than that of the evil ghost? Isn't he really going to die together?"

Zhang Luoye shook his head and murmured, "I don't know, but if I'm present, it will only drag Brother Yan down. Brother Yan has been practicing Taoism for a long time than me, and maybe there are some special means that he can overcome the hurdle of cultivation to kill the evil ghost."

He didn't even believe this.

Seeing this, Tang Yuli couldn't say anything else.

After a while, a cold wind suddenly blew up. As soon as the wind blew, it became more and more serious. The two of them looked over and saw that the students, teachers, and celebrities were blown up and flew towards the direction of the Piyong Palace!

Before they could figure out what was going on, they couldn't help but be blown into the air by the wind and flew towards the direction of the Piyong Palace!

When they arrived above Debiyong Bao Temple, the two looked down and looked in horror. However, they saw the evil ghost mountain mandrill standing in a mess on the rubble below. Its arms were gone, its body was covered with knife marks, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

At this moment, it was opening a bloody mouth and constantly sucking air inward. The yin wind was formed in this way. The students, teachers, celebrities and heroes who were blown by the yin wind were sucked into its mouth and became its mouth food. As more and more people were eating, the injuries on its body were healing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Opposite to the Evil Ghost Mountain Mandrill, Yan Chixia leaned on the ground with a sword and half knelt on the ground. The injuries on her body were no less than those on the Evil Ghost Mountain Mandrill. He looked at the Evil Ghost Mountain Mandrill's behavior of eating people, his eyes were so bloody that he wanted to stop it, but with a slight movement, he screamed in pain and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

In the air, Zhang Luoye recited a mantra, and his body was filled with two qualities and the wind of exorcism, and the wind of the Taiyi Taoist robe appeared at the same time. With his finger, the wind of exorcism turned into red silk, stretched to the distance, and finally rolled on a big tree, stopping Zhang Luoye's sucking.

Zhang Luoye hurriedly reached out and grabbed Tang Yuli, shouting: "Nineteenth Prince, grab my arm."

When Tang Yuli heard this, he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Luoye's arms that stretched over, and their figures stopped in the air.

However, how could the big tree wrapped around the tail of the evil-elimination cape bear the weight of the two? As time goes by, it gradually uprooted.

Tang Yuli looked carefully and shouted, "Frozen leaves, let go of my hand, don't worry about me. If this continues, we will both be buried in the mouth of the evil ghost."

"No, I won't let it go." Zhang Luoye shook his head: "You said before that I am your only and most important friend. In fact, in my heart, you are also my best friend. I can't do what I want to abandon my friend!"

"This sentence with you is enough. My sister Baihua, please give me." Tang Yuli smiled and let go of Zhang Luoye's hand holding Zhang Luoye.

"No!!!!" Zhang Luoye shouted, watching Tang Yuli fall into the mouth of the evil ghost mountain mandrill. With a bloody mouth bite, Tang Yuli's head rolled to the ground. This scene was just like what he saw just now.

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Without the support of consciousness, Eryi Jiao Tai crown, exorcising evil cape, Taiyi Taoist robe hidden back into his body, allowing him to be sucked away from the direction of the evil ghost mountain mandrill at once.

"Little brother!" Yan Chixia shouted violently, and the sword light in her hand flashed, turning into a cold light that soared into the sky, rushing towards the evil ghost mountain mandrill. The evil ghost mountain mandrill was very aware of it, so she had to close her mouth and take a step back. A sword mark that reached one foot deep appeared where the cold light fell!

After using this move, Yan Chixia fell to the ground all of a sudden, leaving only breathing, and she couldn't even move a finger.

People in the air fell to the ground because of the gloomy wind. Zhang Luoye fell near Yan Chixia, his eyes closed, and he did not know life or death.

The evil ghost mountain mandrill saw Yan Chixia's natural enemy falling down, and he couldn't help but be filled with joy, so he walked towards him step by step. Yan Chixia's face was full of regret, secretly regretting that she was not good at learning skills and could not kill this evil ghost and eliminate harm for the people.

At this moment, Zhang Luoye, who was located between the evil ghost mountain mandrill and Yan Chixia, suddenly emitted a faint white light all over his body, floating in the air.

His long hair turned from black to white, and his exposed skin gradually grew fish-scale armor. His ten finger nails became longer, his ears became sharp and long. A pair of extremely dark wings stretched out from behind, like the wings of a crow, full of extremely ominous aura.

Yan Chixia looked at this scene in surprise, especially when she saw Zhang Luoye's eyes suddenly opened, her extremely bright red pupils looked at her, and she felt her soul trembling and shaking at any time!

Zhang Luoye roared to the sky, and the huge Yuan power spread around, turning into a violent cold wind, blowing around, and the evil ghost mountain mandrill was full of fear, and suddenly turned around and ran away.

Zhang Luoye roared again, without seeing much action. He saw a flash of white light. He had already appeared in front of the evil ghost mountain mandrills. He waved his fingers without any mercy. The evil ghost mountain mandrills were easily cut into ten pieces like tofu and smashed to the ground.

Zhang Luoye did not stop there, but squatted down, clenched his fists, and kept pounding the remains of the evil ghost mountain mandrill. Almost every punch hit the ground, it would cause a huge vibration.

‘Dongdongdongdong~~’, the wreckage of the Evil Ghost Mountain Mandrill had long been beaten into meat sauce, but he continued to hit the ground. The ground was completely dented by him, like the traces of a meteorite falling.

Yan Chixia's face was shocked. He knew the ability of the evil ghost mountain mandrill best, and he couldn't pass a move in Zhang Luoye's hands! What's going on? Zhang Luoye's change just now was...!?

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "No, I'm one step late."

Yan Chixia looked sideways and found that the visitor was an old man with wrinkles on his face. If Zhang Luoye was sober, he would definitely recognize the identity of the old man. It was the monster old man!

The old monster rose up and fell into the pit. Then there was a fierce fighting sound. Yan Chixia could not move all over and could only guess the process in her heart.

After a long time, the old monster man hugged the other fallen leaves that had returned to their original state except for their white hair, and fell back to the ground.

Yan Chixia, who was standing beside her, shouted, "Fellow Taoist, I don't know what it is called? What is going on? Why did the little brother become like that? Who are you?"

The old monster glanced at Yan Chixia and said thoughtfully: "Oh, so, the formation of the Imperial College was arranged by fellow Taoists. Before asking someone else's name, report your own name first. This is a kind of etiquette, isn't it?"

Yan Chixia frowned and had to tell her identity.

The old monster was a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist is an expert from the Tianxian Sect. Judging from the fellow Taoist's tone, it seems that he is familiar with His Highness Luoye. I wonder if your relationship is......?"

Yan Chixia briefly explained the matter between him and Zhang Luoye.

The old monster was filled with joy when he heard this: "Since he is an acquaintance, it's easy to talk. He was worried that he would save His Highness Luoye by relying on his own strength. He was a little weak. If he had added the power of fellow Taoists, things would be much easier."

"What does rescue mean? Can fellow Taoist make it clearer?" Yan Chixia asked in confusion.

"What do you mean? Let's talk about it later. I will heal you for fellow Taoist." The old monster put down Zhang Luoye, took a bottle of elixir, poured some pellets into Yan Chixia's mouth, and then threw out several talismans, floating around Yan Chixia. The talisman emitted a faint blue light, wrapping Yan Chixia in it. You can see that Yan Chixia's injuries were recovering at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

After a while, Yan Chixia's injuries recovered. The monster old man picked up Zhang Luoye and said to Yan Chixia: "Fellow Taoist, let's leave here first and take a walk to Zhang's mansion. On the way, I will explain everything to you."
Chapter completed!