The one who blocked the three people's way was none other than the evil monk who coveted the Sumeru mustard seeds at the gate of the treasure garden. He stared at the Wan sisters with burning greed in his eyes and smiled viciously.
"Where are you two going in such a hurry, ladies? Why don't you join me?"
The evil monk stared at Long Yi on Wan Xue's back. It seemed that this kid must have swallowed the Sumeru mustard seed directly. The spirit of the top-level magic weapon conflicted with the true energy in Long Yi's body. This ignorant kid couldn't bear the burden and fainted.
It is really true that after searching for a needle in a haystack, it was finally found without any effort!
Seeing the evil monk getting closer with ill intentions, Wan Xue stepped forward and protected Long Yi behind her.
"Demon...demon monk, what are you doing? Don't hurt Brother Yi!" Although Wan Xue was a little scared when facing the evil and gloomy old monk, she still blocked him without hesitation.
"Hehehe, you two young ladies are so beautiful, why not join me in practicing dual cultivation? I will promise you eternal youth and immortality!"
A trace of lust flashed in the eyes of the evil monk Yin Zhe. Originally, he only intended to steal the Sumeru mustard seeds, but who knew that he could unexpectedly obtain two stunning furnaces. His eyes became more and more crazy.
"Don't even think about it. If you dare to touch Brother Yi today, the Wan family will fight you to the death!" Wan Shuang said angrily.
"You two young ladies, please put that boy down on the ground. I am a gentle and kind person and don't want to harm anyone!" The evil monk took out a pair of old and wrinkled hands from under his robe and put them together.
"Stop, evil monk..." Wan Shuang had just said half of her words when Long Yi on her back quietly touched her with his hand. Long Yi whispered in her ear: "Wan Shuang, let him come."
Wan Shuang understood, a trace of apology appeared on her face, and she changed her words to the monk: "Okay, but you have to promise me that you will take what you want and leave, and you are not allowed to hurt Brother Yi."
"Wan Shuang, how could you treat Brother Yi like this!" Wan Xue asked.
In fact, with the tacit understanding between the two sisters for many years, Wan Xue knew that this must be Long Yi's intention, so she naturally cooperated and acted out the play realistically.
The monk's face was filled with belief, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. "Amitabha, monks should be compassionate! I will take back my Buddhist belongings and leave."
In fact, facing Wan Shuang and Wan Xue, two powerless women, the main reason why he did not take direct action was that he was worried that they would get hurt if they fought back desperately. Naturally, such a top-notch Lu Ding monk could not bear to do that.
The monk slowly walked towards Long Yi with cold eyes, sneering in his heart, "If you had handed the Sumeru mustard seed to me earlier, why would you have suffered the pain of having your intestines cut open? It's all your own fault!"
A cold light came!
The evil monk drew a scimitar from his robe and stabbed it towards Long Yi's dantian with precision and brutality.
As the scimitar was about to approach, Long Yi suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the monk's wrist with his right hand in an eagle claw shape, and turned the tip of the knife.
The tip of the knife directly pierced through the monk's palm and stabbed out from the back of his palm!
"Ah!" The monk felt pain in his palm and let out a heart-wrenching wail.
Long Yi jumped up and kicked the monk on the head with great force. With a bang, the monk flew out of control for more than ten meters like a kite with a broken string, and only stopped when his body hit a tree.
"Abbot, do you like the surprise I gave you?" Long Yi said jokingly as he looked at the evil monk whose palms were bleeding.
"You beast, how dare you deceive me?" The monk endured the severe pain and circulated his true energy to stop the blood from his palm.
"Oh? The initial stage of Xuan realm, interesting!" Long Yi saw the monk's strength when he was circulating his true energy.
However, the evil monk's true energy was very different from that of ordinary upright practitioners. He exuded a cold and evil feeling from the inside out. The two sisters of the Wan family felt as if they were falling into an icy cave!
There was a look of brutality and cruelty in the monk's eyes. The string of Buddhist beads he was playing with turned into a string of skulls. He chanted strange scriptures, and then a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The six skulls instantly grew larger, and a strange blue underworld fire flickered in the hollow skulls!
"Go to hell!"
The monk shouted angrily! The skulls seemed to be infused with intelligence in an instant, and the flames in their skulls became more vigorous and sinister. They formed a long line and attacked Long Yi in unison.
These six skulls were all refined by the monk using the heads of masters in the Xuan realm. He consumed countless amounts of his own life essence and blood in them, and had long since cultivated them into his strongest trump card to kill enemies above his level.
Even though Long Yi's realm was higher than his, the monk was confident that Long Yi would not be able to withstand it. If Long Yi was burned by the Netherworld Bone-Eroding Fire within the skull, he would definitely not survive for more than a cup of tea!
Long Yi stared at the skulls that followed him one after another, his eyes filled with disdain. He had just acquired the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" by the painting master Wu Daozi. The world only knew it was a masterpiece, but few knew that according to the Xuantian Atlas, this "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" was the product of Wu Daozi's life's work, specifically designed to ward off all evil spirits and demons!
Not to mention that this evil monk is only at the initial stage of the Profound Realm, even if his ancestor came today, he would have to kowtow twice before dying when he saw Long Yi.
"An ant trying to shake a tree is ridiculous and overestimating its own capabilities!"
Long Yi took out the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" from the black cloth and threw it downwards. With the infusion of Xuantian true energy, the scroll suddenly emitted a dazzling holy light.
This light did not cause any substantial harm to ordinary people like Wan Shuang and Wan Xue, but for the evil monk, it was a heart-wrenching pain.
Under the cover of holy light, the six skulls in front of Long Yi instantly stopped in the air, emitting black smoke, and the Netherworld Bone-Eroding Fire in their skulls disappeared visibly until it was extinguished.
"What? The Scroll of Eighty-Seven Immortals by the Master Painter Wu Daozi. Who...who are you?"
The evil monk was so shocked that he hid behind a thick tree in panic to block the holy light released by the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll", but his vitality was still irreversibly dissipated.
In a moment, the evil monk had no chance to speak again.
Long Yi put away the scroll and felt the strong evil spirit in the dense forest. If he let it go, it would definitely affect the ordinary people around him.
He turned the Xuantian Atlas and absorbed all the evil spirits in the forest into his body. After the Xuantian Atlas transformed these evil spirits into the pure and strong Xuantian Qi, Long Yi's strength would increase to a certain extent.
Seeing that the crisis was over, Wan Shuang and Wan Xue ran to Long Yi and touched him here and there.
"Hey! What are you two doing touching me?" Long Yi asked after absorbing all the evil energy into his body and opening his eyes.
"Woo woo, what bad intentions could Wan Xue have? I just want to see if you are hurt, Brother Yi." Wan Xue shyly took her hands away from Long Yi's abdominal muscles, thinking to herself that Brother Yi has a really good figure.
Wan Shuang blushed as she recalled the embarrassing things she had just said. She asked Long Yi with some trepidation, "Brother Yi, did you wake up a long time ago, or did you only wake up after you met that evil monk?"
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