Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Three cloud horses, walking in the air.

Cloud horses are of the seventh grade, without intelligence, and are a unique bloodline cultivated in the Northern Wilderness for transportation. They are gentle in nature but extremely fast, and can often travel a million miles a day.

Qin Xuan and Xu Shuangxuan are of course very fast. If there are people in the wilderness, they will only hear the sound of horse hooves stepping on the air, and when they look up, they are gone.

Xu Shuangxuan is concentrating on driving the horses. Occasionally, she looks back and sees Xun Yu, who is being pulled away, with a hint of excitement in the corner of her eyes.

"Master, why don't we go faster? If we go faster, we can get rid of him!" Xu Shuangxuan turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan, who was standing with his arms down.

Qin Xuan looked at Xun Yu and said lightly: "If we go faster, he..."

"Then we can't catch up!"

After the voice fell, Xu Shuangxuan's little face gradually became dull and confused.

Aren't they running away? Why does this unscrupulous master monk seem to be waiting for the Lord of Xun Yu to catch up?

As if in response to Qin Xuan's words, Xun Yu shouted loudly, and his speed increased, and he actually caught up again.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly. It was rare for Li Xuandao and Fengmo to cooperate with him so well, so how could he waste it.

The more he acted, the more powerful forces such as Huanyun Sect believed in him.

As for the ten thousand people of Tianyun Sect, Qin Xuan was confident.

Even though his muscles were severely injured and there was little flesh and blood on his body, and his Eternal Evergreen Body could not move anything, his magic power was not damaged at all.

If the Taoist Master did not come out, what could the thousands of Yuanying do to him?

Whoosh, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a sharp coldness came straight to Qin Xuan.

The three-foot-long sword, the sword edge seemed to be stained with blood.

Qin Xuan's body moved slightly, he used the purple thunder palm, under the transformation of the mirage pearl, his palm turned into red gold, as if the Buddha's power was mighty, and slammed down on the long sword.

With a crisp sound, Qin Xuan's palm rubbed against the sword body, the sound was like a knife, Qin Xuan's arm veins burst, and he directly slapped the seventh-grade magic weapon away, slashing it into the wasteland, and the sand and dust were like a dragon.

Qin Xuan glanced at Xun Yu, this boy was a little scheming, knowing that he could not win, because of the sound transmission of the wind demon, he actually sacrificed his blood to the sword and took action to slow down his speed.

He could avoid the sword just now, but Yunma would definitely drink blood and his speed would be greatly reduced.

"As a Buddhist, I am severely restricted. It seems that I have time to practice some Buddhist magic!" Qin Xuan smiled lightly, but this is a later story. He practiced both the Dharma and the body, but not the Buddha's power. Even if he took action, there was a mirage pearl transformation. If you distinguish carefully, you can see the difference.

Xun Yu was defeated by the sword, which sang like a dragon, flew out from the ground and fell into his hands. His face became ugly again.

"Wulian, even though the Northern Wilderness is so big, you can't escape. No matter which sect you are, you have to be subdued. Otherwise, my Tianyun strongman will come, and all the uncles will come, and you will definitely die!" Xun Yu's voice rumbled from a distance.

Qin Xuan put his hands together, practiced the power of Buddha, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, what about Tianyun Sect? A third-grade sect in the Northern Wilderness? How can it be in my eyes?"

"I am an orthodox Buddhist sect in the cultivation world. I have seen at least two hundred third-grade sects. What can you do to me?"

The voice was mighty and rolled into the world.

Xun Yu was even more furious, "How dare you insult my Tianyun Sect so lightly?"

He spat out another mouthful of blood and sacrificed the seventh-grade flying sword. Xun Yu had just entered the True Lord not long ago and had not yet obtained a sixth-grade magic weapon. At this moment, he could only sacrifice his blood to the sword in order to harass Qin Xuan and stop Qin Xuan's speed.

Qin Xuan looked at him with disdain, "I, Wuliang, am a descendant of the Divine Monk. I come from the Dazizai Temple, which is a second-grade Buddhist temple. How dare a disciple of a third-grade sect speak so presumptuously in front of me."

Suddenly, Qin Xuan took action, and the Vajra Dharma image appeared behind him again. The Dharma image was ten feet long and came to the loess. The demon-subduing pestle in his hand blasted towards Xun Yu with the momentum of sweeping the mountains.

The Buddha pestle collided with the flying sword. In the roar, Xun Yu couldn't help but bleed from the corner of his mouth again, and his body suddenly stagnated in the air.

Taking this opportunity, Qin Xuan pulled the distance again.

"Da Zizai Temple? Wuliang!" Xun Yu's pupils reflected Qin Xuan's figure, as if imprinting this appearance in his mind.

He had heard of Da Zizai Temple, but he had never heard of someone with the Dharma name Wuliang.

Qin Xuan stood on the carriage, smiling.

How could his Dharma name be fabricated? Whether it was Wu Family or Huangbao Tower, a search would reveal the truth.

In his previous life, Qin Xuan happened to meet a high monk from Da Zizai Temple in the Xianhuang Ruins. He had a lotus in his dantian and held a demon pestle. He was obviously gifted like a demon and had great Buddha power, and could fight against opponents of higher ranks, but he preferred to hold the demon pestle and knock people unconscious.

Qin Xuan suffered a lot in his previous life, and now that he had this opportunity, he naturally had to offer a great gift.

According to the time, Wuliang was estimated to be traveling and would reach Moyun Star within ten years.

Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he remembered the original Wuliang monk.

...

And a star far outside the ten star regionsOn the top, there was a monk sitting cross-legged in the tree canopy, his body covered by dense leaves. His spiritual sense seemed to be nothing, but under him was a Nascent Soul fox demon, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, weak and frail.

Suddenly, a middle-aged True Lord came and saw the fox demon, and he was overjoyed.

After his Yuanshen was freed, he carefully explored the surroundings and showed his joy.

"It's really a chance from heaven!" The middle-aged True Lord was about to take action and kill the fox demon directly to get the treasure. At the moment when the middle-aged True Lord took action.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes, and a demon-subduing pestle fell into his hand. He jumped down, swung the demon-subduing pestle and knocked it down. The speed was so fast that the middle-aged man with a Nascent Soul upper grade was hit by the demon-subduing pestle before he could react. Immediately, the demon-subduing pestle burst out with vast Buddha power, which suppressed the magic power and invaded the Yuanshen. Under this Buddha power, the True Lord who had lived for thousands of years was knocked unconscious.

The True Lord fell to the ground, and the monk smiled, clasping his hands together and saying, "Amitabha!"

He took out the True Lord's storage magic weapon with great skill and glanced at the frightened fox demon.

"God has the virtue of loving life. I remember that you have extraordinary blood and it is not easy to practice for ten thousand years. Now you have helped me to reduce the greed of ten people, which is better than the seven-story pagoda. I will let you go as promised!"

The monk smiled, and then he bent his finger and unlocked the restriction of the fox demon. The fox demon turned into a beautiful woman and said in fear, "Thank you, monk, thank you, monk!"

Then, the fox demon fled as if escaping, wishing he had eight legs and wings.

The smile on Wuliang's face became deeper, and he nodded gently. Suddenly, he felt a chill and sneezed.

Wuliang frowned, twisted his fingers and calculated for a long time before frowning.

"Someone actually implicated me in a great cause and effect, but unfortunately I was already in chaos before I entered again. I only know that I was in the ten star regions of Xianhuang." Wuliang murmured softly: "Well, let me see which master can actually cause so many causes and effects to me."

He glanced at the unconscious Yuanying Zhenjun lying on the ground, and couldn't help but sighed: "Greed harms people, greed harms people! I hope that the donor can understand something after waking up this time!"

After saying that, he was dressed in Buddhist clothes, with a solemn face, and walked away directly.