Chapter Twenty-Four: The Flower Butterfly Mantra
"It turned out that he was not a lonely monk, but a family with him. â
There is a pink monk on Tu Yuan's face, all pink, between his eyebrows, but there is no slightest delicateness, he is a man, but he wears a pink coat, his face is clean, and his eyebrows are clear. He just gives people a very good look, and no one thinks she doesn't look like a man.
"Oh. â
"When I saw you fighting with Zhu Qing before, I was itching and wanted to try your methods. â
Fan Xuanzi said angrily: "My master just had a big battle with that woman, don't you think you are in danger when you come to my master at this time?"
The pink-clothed monk looked at Tu Yuan and raised his eyebrows, meaning that he didn't need to rest, and then Tu Yuan smiled and said, "It's nothing, like you and me, as long as it doesn't hurt the origin, it's not a problem." â
"Okay, it is worthy of being the person who can force Zhu Qing to retreat, and he is really heroic, and it is not a problem. The pink monk said.
Tu Yuan didn't say anything, he felt it keenly now, with a lot of eyes on him, he knew that it was impossible for him to leave safely, at least how many battles he would have to fight, but he understood that he didn't need to retreat from fear.
He had no reason to be afraid, and he no longer feared.
"My name is Yuan Hao, I don't know what your name is?" said the pink-clothed monk.
"Tu Yuan. Tu Yuan replied.
The monk who called himself Yuan Hao thought about it and said that he had not heard of it. asked Tu Yuan which sect he came to, and Tu Yuan reported a two words.
The other party still hadn't heard of it, and he even suspected that it was a hidden sect, but when he asked Tu Yuan who this sect was passed on, Tu Yuan directly said that it was created by himself, and this was also the first time that the Shangqing faction shouted out in the world after leaving Wansheng Mountain, and it was not a wooden house on Wansheng Mountain, and now he heard Tu Yuan report the people of the Shangqing sect. None of them were ordinary monks.
If, in the future, Tu Yuan, the Shangqing, can become famous, then they will definitely tell their junior disciples about the situation when the 'Shangqing' sect first heard it, and they will say that there is a person named Tu Yuan, who suddenly appeared in Tongming Pass, Zhu Qing of the Heavenly Palace of Zhan Longchi, who is fighting.
If Tu Yuan could fight all the way against the disciples of those big sects, then he would definitely have a bad reputation. Monks like him who have cultivated in Jindan are all the backbone disciples of the major sects. Maybe decades later. They are all the top military figures of the major factions.
Tu Yuan didn't ask him what sect he was, and he didn't care. With his right hand stretched out, his palm spread out, as if as a guide, he said, "Please." â
"Good. I have a method called the Flower Butterfly Mantra. Na Yuanhao said.
"Please. Tu Yuan said directly.
Yuan Hao's words fell, he stood there, stretched out his hand to pick a green leaf, held it in his palm, and began to chant a mantra. As the sound of his spell sounded, the green leaf in the palm of his hand turned into a green butterfly, and the moment the butterfly flew up, one turned into two. Two turned into three, and three turned into dozens in an instant.
As the green butterfly appeared, the entire void began to blur, and the butterfly shadows in the void were heavy. In Fan Xuanzi's eyes, it was endless.
Fan Xuanzi didn't know what was so terrible about these green butterflies, but she saw the caution on her master's face. She looked again, the sky was gone, only a butterfly was flying, and that Yuan Hao opened his hands in the butterfly group, with a happy face, facing the sky, chanting the spell loudly, and the mountain next to it was also seen.
Heaven and earth became illusory, and she no longer saw her hands as if they were no longer real, and when she looked at her hands, she found that her hands had become a pair of wings.
In a blink of an eye, she found that she had become a butterfly, a butterfly exactly the same as thousands of butterflies, flying in the sky, and the pink coat of Yuan Hao turned into a flower at this time, a very fragrant and beautiful flower, she was a butterfly, and began to fly around the flower.
Tu Yuan's body was clear, and Fan Xuanzi next to him struggled, but the struggle was in vain, she had fallen into the illusion, and Qu Yuanquan directly fell into obsession. In addition, the corpse ghost next to him, Haobi, roared towards that Yuan Hao, Tu Yuan knew that the corpse ghost did not fall into the illusion.
He knew that even if he might be bewitched by his lack of energy, he wouldn't be able to do so, because his eyes had a spell engraved by his own hand.
Yubi's eyes turned into yin and yang at this moment, staring at Yuan Hao with one black and one white. There were people watching from afar, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but say in surprise: "This corpse ghost is not simple. â
If Tu Yuan was still in his hand, then he would be able to break the law, but now that Ruyi was on the verge of shattering, he couldn't use it anymore, but even so, he was confident that he could break this butterfly spell.
He directly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a piece of blood light emerged, and the blood light penetrated the void and instantly wrapped around that Yuan Hao's body, only to see that Yuan Hao's body quickly collapsed and disappeared under the entanglement of blood light.
A butterfly in the sky suddenly turned into a surging aura, and it turned into a person in the aura, it was that Yuanhao, pointing towards Tu Yuan, his fingertips were psychedelic.
Tu Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the same finger pointed out, and the fingertips seemed to be faint. One of his fingers contains the meaning of the spirit sealing talisman.
The moment he intersected with Na Yuanhao's finger, Na Yuanhao disappeared in an instant under the finger of the Soul Sealing Law, as if there was no ZĂ i at all.
Suddenly, the eyes of another butterfly that flew in front of Tu Yuan suddenly changed, and the eyes of the butterfly turned into a strange golden.
staring at Tu Yuan's eyes, at this moment, Tu Yuan's spirit seemed to be stared at.
In his heart, a sword light slashed through, slashing off the golden demonic eye that appeared in his heart. In the emptiness, a person appeared again, transforming from the butterfly.
He stabbed down at Tu Yuan's eyebrows again. Just when Kankan pointed to Tu Yuan's eyebrows, his eyes, which were originally slightly distracted, quickly became clear.
His right hand quickly grabbed into the void, this time his palm no longer had blood light, but the entire void seemed to shatter under his grasp.
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With a low shout, all the butterflies in front of him were caught by him and caught them all in his palm. However, a butterfly disappeared in the palm of the hand, but there were still countless butterflies that evolved.
Tu Yuan didn't know what kind of spell it was, he only knew that if he couldn't find the butterfly that was turned into that leaf, he wouldn't be able to break this spell.
This spell is a bit like the 'Psychic Spell', but it seems to be more unpredictable. (To be continued......)