The dagger stabbed and stopped five inches in front of Qian Yiqun.

A golden light burst out from Qian Yiqun, which was the Vajra Bead left to him by the fox.

This Vajra Bead has a great taste of Buddhism. As long as you are willing to feed the mantra, anyone can refine it. At this time, the bead is placed in the fish basket on your waist, and only when Qian Yiqun Ling recites it silently, recites the mantra silently, and naturally prospers.

What made Qian Yiqun even more happy was that Huang Yuanba's collision shocked the Qingxin Bell in his sleeve. At this time, the Emperor Bell was slowly sliding down, and he only needed to wait patiently for a while before it could fall into his hands.

"Look..., in fact... you... kill... no... me." Qian Yiqun deliberately delayed the time.

Huang Yuanba didn't believe in evil, so he made another blow. Seeing that he could not break Qian Yiqun's treasure, he couldn't help but feel annoyed, so he simply started to search Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun saw this evil Taoist stomping on his body, touching and pinching his hands, and was angry, but unfortunately he couldn't vent his anger.

Huang Yuanba touched Qian Yiqun's whole body, and there was only a fish basket and an imperial bell, and he took it out and took it in his hand to fiddle with it.

"Your Emperor Bell is really dirty!" Huang Yuanba quickly threw away the golden scale basket, held the Emperor Bell and shook it in his hand, making a hoarse and dull collision sound.

Qian Yiqun was even more angry, but he had no choice but to take a breath and suppress his anger.

——Silent! There must be a way!

Qian Yiqun returned to the inner illumination and saw that the big bell on the Lingyun Sea was still dark, with only the Zhen Gua shining with blue light. He suddenly thought of a question: He heard the bell ringing twice and twice, but the Qingxin bell was always placed on the stove, and the master did not hold it in his hand!

——If it is not necessary to ring with a bell, why can’t I ring a bell in my heart?

I listen to this ringtone every day. After listening to it for five or six years, I have become more familiar with the national anthem.

Qian Yiqun's thought came, and a ringtone naturally appeared in his heart.

The moment the bell rang in my heart, the bell on Lingyun Sea also shook for a while, but it did not make a sound.

Qian Yiqun was greatly inspired and found the feeling of the heart sutra surging on Cuiluan Peak that day. The eight bells flowed out continuously, becoming more and more smooth.

Down!

The bell rang.

Finally, Qian Yiqun rang the bell above his Lingyun Sea!

The long-lost bell did not free him from his restraint, but gave him firm confidence.

As long as you repeat, there will be a breakthrough!

The bell rang again.

The third tone followed.

Gradually connected into a section!

...

When the shock of the flowing bells echoed through the heart, Ling Yunhai suddenly contracted, and a coolness gushed up from the fountain of the feet, rushing straight to Baihui on his head. Then it came out from the Baihui acupoint, sprayed down, and covered his whole body.

Qian Yiqun suddenly felt that his hands were much lighter. Although it still seemed stagnant compared to usual people, it was not inferior to ordinary people who had never practiced their bodies.

Among the Xuan monks, there are only a few people who practice their bodies. Everyone thinks that since they have more powerful magic, why should they practice the rough benzene fist and foot skills? It makes them sweat and will delay their mysterious skills. It is simply unreasonable.

However, Qian Yiqun first learned the sword control technique and graduated directly from the junior class of sword cultivation. After suffering losses, he turned back to make up for the basic course. This is definitely an anomaly among Xuan monks.

It is this abnormality that finally gave him the capital to escape today.

Huang Yuanba was studying whether this emperor bell had something to do with the sound of the bell he had conspired to conspire to him last time. He could not even tell whether it was a magic weapon or an ordinary bronze imperial bell. Just when he was puzzled, a black shoe came up from the bottom and hit him in the lower abdomen.

Qian Yiqun smiled and grabbed the Emperor Zhong with a slash. He squatted over and picked up the fish basket. He reached out and pulled out Bai Feng's ancient sword. He stabbed Huang Yuanba in the chest without saying anything.

The speed of this sword stabbing out was so slow that even ordinary warriors could easily avoid it.

However, Huang Yuanba was so painful that he could not get up. He watched Qian Yiqun stab into his chest with a sword, his eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood slowly flowed out of the corners of his mouth, vomiting all the energy in his lungs, his legs twitched slightly, and he never moved again.

Qian Yiqun pulled out the sword, threw away the blood beads from the tip of the sword, and returned to the sword to the sheath. He looked around for a while, and saw that no one else had come out, he felt happy: Now it's the Taoist's turn to preside over justice.

Qian Yiqun first stepped forward and pulled out Wang Yinglang, dragged all the way to the center of the Flower Flower Four Seasons Formation, letting all four swords face him. Then he seized the time to run closer to the light ball, carefully studied the pictures and texts on the talisman paper, copied them one by one, and remembered the corresponding directions of the Bagua of the Gossips, summoned a thunder in the palm of his hand, and hit the ball of light ball.

The light ball shook slightly under the bombardment of the thunder ball, and finally broke into countless light spots, reflecting with the stars in the sky, gradually dissipating.

"No one can let them run away!" Li Yan returned to normal and blurted out a bloody sentence.

The red scarf bandits saw that the gods on their side were killed and the leader fell into the hands of the enemy again, so scared that they turned around and ran away.

Liu Zongmin had long legs and big steps. He took two steps to reach the other person's three steps. He grabbed a bandit's collar with one hand and threw it back. With just a few efforts, he grabbed more than ten.

However, there were many bandits, and they were in a mess and didn't know the road. They ran in a mess, and they were all in any direction. Liu Zongmin couldn't catch them and had to watch them run away.

Li Yan was quite upset.

After these guys ran back, they would definitely say that they had turned against each other. Liu Jiusi, the monkey of heaven, was still one of the leaders of the 36th battalion. It would not matter if he offended him, and the great cause of the rebel army would inevitably be affected.

Li Yan couldn't help but blame Qian Yiqun for being reckless. If he could lock these bandits before breaking the light ball, wouldn't it be a great good thing?

Qian Yiqun was still immersed in the field control talisman. Suddenly, he felt someone staring at him, his eyes were not good, and he subconsciously turned around and traced the source, but saw Li Yan's face full of resentment.

——This guy must have blamed me for letting go of the bandits. Hey, boy, do you think it was Brother Brother? Brother did it on purpose!

Qian Yiqun smiled in his heart, but asked seriously on his face: "Mr. Li, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's a pity if you let it go?" Li Yan said sourly, "Even if you don't squeeze out something from them, it's good to keep labor."

"Well, it turns out that Mr. Li is still worried about the last incident?" Qian Yiqun shook his head, "I want to advise you, if you have the truth, let go, it is the Pure Land, and if you are willing to give up, you will see the Pure Land! How can a practitioner be obsessed with trivial matters for so long?"

Li Yan's forehead was rushing with blue veins, and his head was almost jumped up with a surge of passionate blood. He almost jumped up: Is it appropriate for you, a Taoist priest to say what Pure Land Bliss is! You, a robber who stole other people's things, let the victim "let go" and "be willing to give up", is it appropriate! You, you, you... is it appropriate!

Qian Yiqun pretended not to know it and said, "Mr. Li, good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Forgive others, forgive me. Leave these people you catch to me."

Li Yan took two deep breaths, tried to calm the resentment in his heart, and his face slightly restored his usual elegance, and said in a deep voice: "Master, since this matter is happening, can the Fan Wuying be rewarded?"

"Of course not." Qian Yiqun said with confidence, "What did you think you helped today?"

Li Yan choked.

——Indeed, what did I help?

——Have you caught Xu Sanyan? With the shamelessness of the thief Taoist, he would definitely say that he could also be able to capture it.

Li Yan suddenly felt a little dizzy. Has he been using such a lot of effort, is he just walking around in such a waste?

——If it really doesn’t work, I’ll take it back by myself!

Li Yan had just gotten up with such thoughts, and then Qian Yiqun gave him an idea: "You can also try to grab it clearly... But do you think you can beat me?"

Li Yan choked again.

——Yes, when did this guy become so powerful? The little Taoist who only knew flying swords and hidden weapons can now silently thunder in his palms and throw them quickly, as if he had picked them up. As in the situation just now, no one could break free, but he could. It can be seen that this is just the tip of the iceberg in his strength!

Li Yan remembered the last sword that was incredible, but it could be seen that Taoist Master Qian had reached the level of toughness in his heart.

——Not everyone can enjoy the deliciousness of victory after a comeback, and do it directly to prevent future troubles!

Li Yan sighed in his heart: This Taoist man has surpassed me too much in terms of means and nature.

"Or," Qian Yiqun smiled, "Young Master Li can continue to work with me, and you will always be able to help me. As long as Young Master Li does make a contribution, how could I be stingy with a fan? Right, Young Master Li."

Li Yan rolled his throat and thought to himself: Do you think of me as a slave when you say that! And you don’t have food and clothing, no reward, you can be on call! I, Li Yan, are a man of great strength!

He scolded Qian Yiqun for a long time, but finally rationality prevailed and pretended to be generous: "Then the fan will be left to the Taoist master for a few days, so that Li will come and pick it up again in the future."

"Do it well, Mr. Li." Qian Yiqun said earnestly, "If you believe in your talents, you will always have a chance to help me."

Li Yan forced a smile that was even worse than crying, and waved his hand and spit out three words: "Let's go!" He really didn't want to stay here anymore and was humiliated by Qian Yiqun, and he wanted to rescue the brothers brought back from Taihu this time. He was in a hurry and almost tripped by himself.

The Hongniang glared at Qian Yiqun and followed Li Yan.

Liu Zongmin didn't even look back and strode out of the yard. He was filled with resentment and happened to see a bandit wrapped in a red turban running around in the garden. He immediately flew up and kicked the bandit for more than a meter away, landing heavily on the ground, making a muffled groan, obviously he couldn't survive.

"If the three of us attack together, we may not be able to subdue him." The Hongniang whispered.

If Li Yan hadn't been well-educated, he almost took his anger on her. He said, "Do you think Qian Yiqun only has a thunder in his palm?"

The Hong Niangzi speaks silently.

"I don't know how many magic weapons he can bring up in his fish basket." Li Yan sighed, "This man has already completed his wings and can no longer regard him as an ordinary monk in the future."

"He seems to be avoiding his identity." Although Liu Zongmin is strong, he is definitely not a rough benzene. He usually cherishes his words like gold, but at this time a sentence is pointed at the gate of life.

When Li Yan heard this, his whole body shivered, and his internal organs seemed to be pinched by one hand. He slowly looked at Liu Zongmin and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Don't talk about this matter again! We only know kind people, and never Qian Yiqun!"
Chapter completed!