Mo Qingcheng

Chapter 20

Chapter 20 The Buddha's Qi Transforms the Demonic Qi

I don't want to go too deep if I can.Lu Xiaonian smiled wryly as she watched Hua Moyi angrily disappear into the night, got up and was about to follow, when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her limbs.

Reflexively, he held on to the side porch to stabilize his figure, a burst of gold stars flashed in front of his eyes, and his true energy was galloping like a runaway wild horse in his body.

A few clumps of ivy in the vicinity climbed up the back of his hand along the pillars, trying to provide help within his capacity, but the two intertwined and colliding air currents in Lu Xiaonian's body were both chaotic and powerful, and the two powerful air streams that were constantly overflowing vigorously attached the vine branches and leaves Shocked to peel off the flakes.For a while, the Buddha Qi occupied Ren Du's two veins, and for a while, the evil spirit that had not been completely transformed rushed straight to Lingtai Baihui. The two true auras were like water and fire, and they couldn't compete in this body, vowing to fight to the death.

Sweat gradually oozes from his forehead, Lu Xiaonian knew something bad was going to happen, he came to the Flower Demon Kingdom to deal with endless accidents, he actually neglected his original homework, let the demon energy that should be gradually transformed into Buddha energy once again With the opportunity to make a comeback, he suddenly clashed with a body of Buddha bones.

Immediately calm down and hold back the breath, forcefully suppress the bursts of fishy sweetness rushing up to the throat, sit down cross-legged, and perform great exercises.

Master Nine Lotus Zen’s warning is vivid in my ears: "Xiao Nian, you have inherited the talents of Lu Zishu and Jin Xixin, which is mixed for you. If you can successfully reconcile the two spirits and get a mastery of them, you will be able to understand the Buddha All the power of the demon is absorbed into one's own cultivation. Learning and practicing is twice the result with half the effort. , then practice every day, and be determined not to give up halfway.”

Lu Xiaonian remembered that on the day of his apprenticeship, he chose without any hesitation to transform the evil energy into the upright Buddha energy.

Even though he was still young, he already understood at that time that his father, Lu Zishu, was very concerned about his life experience as a monster, so he had never been with his father Jin Xixin for thousands of years.Since he has let go of the past, and will spend the rest of his life with his father, Lu Xiaonian will do his best to maintain his perfection and avoid any slight possibility that his father will recall the difficult past.It is Lu Xiaonian's little selfishness to successfully transform her demonic aura into Buddha's aura, and cut off Lu Zishu's memories of the thousand-year-old dragon body.

Only Lu Xiaonian and Jiu Lianchan knew about the fact that the Buddha and the demon would fight each other and clash violently, threatening their lives.Lu Xiaonian took the risk of being broken by Lu Zishu to join Jiulian Zen's sect to practice art. The real reason was hidden under the young man's easy-going appearance.

"Uh……"

The rusty smell rose from his throat again, Lu Xiaonian closed his eyes tightly and raised his brows tightly.

The only thing that is fortunate now is that the two younger brothers have not inherited the slightest bit of this special physique, and all the hardships can be borne by him alone.

Hua Moyi returned to the room, but Lu Xiaonian still did not follow after a while.

His Highness the Second Highness murmured inwardly, was the tone too serious and the expression a bit grim just now?Thinking about it carefully, the little boy's concern about his elder brother's affairs is actually out of good intentions; it's fine if he doesn't tell him, there is really no need to be so fierce as if he is going to turn against him the next moment.

Anyway, after all, he is still trying to help him get close to the woman and get rid of the witch spell, although he hasn't seen the results of his help for the time being...

Hua Moyi sat in her room for a while, after much deliberation, she decided to turn around and look for Lu Xiaonian.

In the dim night, Lu Xiaonian was still sitting on the side of the corridor, his body was like a rock, motionless.

"Hey, little boy, it's late at night, you're still sitting here, be careful not to catch a cold." Hua Moyi said as he approached him.

There was no sound, the wind blew across the green vines on the corridor, Hua Moyi stepped on it, and there was a slight sound of leaves under her feet.He looked down and saw that the ivy vines were scattered all over the ground in a peeling gesture.

Startled, Hua Moyi suddenly raised her head, and only then noticed that under the moonlight, Lu Xiaonian's face was frighteningly pale, as if painted with a layer of porcelain white porcelain white glaze, without blood.The good-looking sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, eyes were tightly closed, there was faint sweat on the tip of the nose, and an astonishing evil spirit hovered around him, which escaped uncontrollably.

The demonic aura was so strong that it was almost shocking. It was the first time Hua Moyi saw this strong demonic aura that oppressed everything, it was more than ten times bigger than when he first met him in Buluolin that day.

Hua Moyi was quite surprised, she didn't know what happened, but looking at Lu Xiaonian's appearance, she seemed to be in great pain.The flower demon raised her heart, and in three steps she floated to Lu Xiaonian's side, crouched down and said, "Lu Xiaonian──"

Lu Xiaonian's body trembled slightly, some messy black hair fell down from her neatly tied bun, hanging on both sides of her handsome and jade-like cheeks, there was an indescribable seductiveness.Following Hua Moyi's voice, he opened his eyes with difficulty, the half-closed eyes shone brightly, capturing Hua Moyi's gaze tightly like a falcon.

Hua Moyi's heart suffocated, for some reason, she was disturbed by the strange aura emanating from the little boy's body, making her breathing messy.

Demonic aura... This Lu Xiaonian, who has always had only a long and elegant fragrance of Buddha on her body, is actually filled with a faint, alluring sweet fragrance...

Hua Moyi faintly felt that something was wrong, the moment he wanted to pull back, Lu Xiaonian reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed his wrist.

After a while of dizziness, when Hua Moyi came back to his senses, his back was firmly pressed against the cold corridor floor, and above his head was Lu Xiaonian's magnified handsome face.

The compelling sweet fragrance, close at hand, makes people breathless.

Hua Moyi's heart beat so fast that it seemed to jump out of her throat.

He tried his best to push the person on top of him, but Lu Xiaonian seemed to have taken root, his limbs pressed against him forcefully, his slightly chaotic breath came out from between his thin lips, gradually approaching his cheek with a sweet fragrance.

With such a close contact, Hua Moyi suddenly recalled the embarrassing scene of Iris Xiaozhu, and he became even more uneasy.

"Lu Xiaonian, what's wrong with you?"

But Lu Xiaonian ignored him, and in the next step, her warm lips had already licked Hua Moyi's plump lips, and when the Second Highness's mind completely went blank, she began to kiss him.

This was the third time Lu Xiaonian kissed him, but it was the second time in Hua Moyi's memory.

But the second time is enough.

It was enough for Hua Moyi to go mad and run away.

Hua Moyi was furious, Shang Ziyou's right hand was raised high, a knife was about to slash Lu Xiaonian's back neck, no matter what kind of evil he got, let's cut him half to death first!

Under the threat of being knocked unconscious, Lu Xiaonian suddenly raised her body, her lips parted.

He lowered his eyes, and quietly met Hua Moyi who was staring at him dumbfounded.Hua Moyi was still holding the knife high on the side of his neck. In the boundless night, she saw that there seemed to be stars shining in Lu Xiaonian's eyes, which were soft and lustful, warm and frivolous, and stared deeply at him like that. Own.