Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

0The old Daoist was even more afraid of death than Yang Hsingchen. He laughed loudly. He didn't doubt him. In fact, he thought that he was just borrowing a hundred guts to Yang Hsingchen. Yang Hsingchen also did not dare to lie to him. After all, he knew his home and all his women like the back of his hand. He couldn't afford to bet!    0

    

Therefore, the old Taoist priest arrived in a flash of relief. He even thought fiercely in his heart. Kid, after I consume this fairy's Immortal Pill... It will be the time of your death! It is impossible for this old man to leave a cultivator in the mortal world, and it is even more impossible for me to leave a person who knows my background alive. At that time, it will not only be you, but also all of your women. All of them will die!    

    

"Fairy, spit out the Immortal Pill for this old man!" The old man roared out loudly and slapped out with his palm.    

    

"Go to hell!" Yang Hsingchen suddenly threw a palm at the old Taoist priest's chest.    

    

The old Taoist priest did not think that Yang Hsingchen would dare to sneak attack him. It was already too late for him to give in. He simply did not want to give in. He thought to himself, 'With my half-immortal body, I still can't block a palm attack from a young man who just started cultivating?'    

    

Therefore, the force of his palm didn't decrease, and it continued to strike toward Xianer. It seemed like even if he had to take Yang Hsingchen's palm strike, he would still have to force Xianer to spit out her Immortal Pill first.    

    

At the same time that Yang Hsingchen launched a sneak attack, Xianer had already retreated with a swoosh. At the same time, she used her Spiritual Technique to resist with all her might.    

    

Yang Hsingchen saw that the old man was going to attack Xianer even if he was injured. He gritted his teeth and took a wrong step, blocking in front of Xianer. His meaning was very obvious. He would rather be injured than let Xianer get hit.    

    

In this way, it would become a situation where Yang Hsingchen and the old Daoist would receive a palm from each other.    

    

With two loud bangs, their chests exploded one after another. Both of them spat out a mouthful of golden blood. Yang Hsingchen was forced to take seven steps back by the old Daoist's palm, but in the end, he still could not stand. He fell to the ground with a thud. He opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of golden blood.    

    

The old man was sent flying more than ten meters away by Yang Hsingchen's palm. After falling to the ground, he spat out a few mouthfuls of golden blood.    

    

"Wow! You brat, I didn't expect you to cultivate into a spiritual body so quickly. This poor Taoist was truly blind to not be able to see it. However, don't think that everything will be fine just because you succeeded in ambushing me. Hmph. Let's see who can heal faster! Kid, neither of you will be able to leave today!"    

    

" F * ck you! Later, this old man will wait for This Penniless Priest. Just what the hell are you?! You want to heal yourself? Dream on!" Yang Hsingchen gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.    

    

"Mr Yang don't want it. You have suffered a very serious internal injury. If you don't treat it, you will lose your life. You heal yourself. Let me deal with him! " Xianer did not expect Yang Hsingchen to block in front of her and receive this palm. She was so moved that tears kept dripping down her face.    

    

"Xianer, move aside. You are definitely not his match. If you don't want me to die so quickly, then shut up and stand far away obediently!" After Yang Hsingchen finished speaking, his hands continuously formed golden seals in front of his chest. He roared out loudly, Divine Dragon Palm!    

    

When the old Daoist heard this, a mocking expression appeared on his face. "Motherf * cker stupid bird, although the Divine Dragon Palm is extremely powerful, it can only be used after one has completely cultivated to become an immortal. Otherwise, not only will it have no physical form, even the emissary's body will explode from the backlash! I, this old man, will sit still and watch how you pretend to be dead! "    

    

" Is that so? Void Spirit Palm! Om! Om! Om! " All of a sudden, when he was halfway through the seal, Yang Hsingchen's technique suddenly changed. Without any wind, his body began to flutter. With a swoosh, he flew into the air. He sat cross-legged like a great Buddha, following the Buddhist proclamation. His entire body instantly flashed with golden light. Then, he slowly struck out a golden palm.    

    

Yes, a golden palm! A huge golden palm!    

    

The golden palm contained all the essence of the fusion of the three Buddhist and Dao demons. The palm rose. Sand and stones flew everywhere. Streaks of resplendent golden light connected with the moonlight and starlight in the sky. The supreme moonlight poured out like a waterfall. It rushed towards Yang Hsingchen's palm, causing it to become a huge golden palm. * Hong Long...... *    

    

The light instantly surrounded the frightened old Daoist, and then it slammed down with the force of Mount Tai.    

    

"No!" The old man seemed to know the power of this palm and instantly used all the power in his body. Both of his palms faced the sky and resisted with all his might.    

    

After a thunderous applause, the old man's body suddenly went limp. Not only were all the bones in his body shattered, even his internal organs were shattered into pieces. Golden blood kept spraying out of his mouth and nostrils. That old face that was already old to begin with instantly aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

    

"You're a good kid. This old man has harmed countless people in his life. I didn't expect to be schemed against by you. However, kid, why did you use Buddhist martial arts to defeat this old man? Do you know that the thing this old man hates the most in my life is Buddhism?"    

    

" Hmph, when the world is in chaos, Taoists go down the mountain to save the world, and Buddhists close their doors to avoid trouble. During golden times, Taoists go into seclusion deep in the mountains, and Buddhism opens its doors to welcome incense offerings. You actually used such a despicable palm technique to kill me, I can't even f * cking die in peace!" With a boom, the golden core in his body exploded just as he finished speaking. The old man was also blown into pieces.    

    

"Daoist Priest, you are wrong. The one who defeated you is not Buddhism, but your inner greed!" After saying that, Yang Hsingchen spat out another mouthful of golden blood. His body tilted and fell down from the sky with a swoosh.    

    

"Mr Yang!" Xianer flew over and hugged the unconscious Yang Hsingchen. With a swoosh, she entered the ring space, scooped up the spirit water, and poured it into Yang Hsingchen's mouth.    

    

As she drank, she cried, "Mr Yang, why are you so stupid? You don't need to block that palm for me at all. You just need to focus on getting rid of that old Daoist. I don't care. If you don't wake up, then I won't live either! Wuwuwu..."    

    

"Alright, alright, Xianer, don't drink me anymore. If you drink more, I will be drowned by you." After an unknown amount of time, Yang Hsingchen slowly opened his eyes.    

    

"Ah, Mr Yang, you finally woke up!" Xianer smiled happily with tears in her eyes.    

    

"Silly girl, you have almost scooped up all the spiritual water in the well. How can I not wake up? " Yang Xingchen reached out his hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of Xianer's eyes. He slowly turned around and sat up. He felt as if his whole body had been sucked dry. He did not have any strength in his hands and feet. He sat there and started cultivating.    

    

Time slowly passed in Yang Hsingchen's cultivation.    

    

The next afternoon, when Su Yinxue went home for lunch, she found that Yang Hsingchen had not returned yet. She was worried about him, so she called him. She could not call him. She immediately called Wang Hongyun. Only now did she know that Yang Hsingchen hadn't been seen since he went out last night.    

    

Su Yinxue was shocked and immediately asked about Yang Hsingchen's whereabouts. Wang Hongyun kept talking and refusing to say anything. Su Yin Xue was angry and immediately took out her sister-in-law's aura and scolded Wang Hong Yun on the phone.    

    

They were all old classmates, so Wang Hongyun naturally knew Su Yinxue's temper. He knew that she usually did not get angry easily, but once she got angry, that was not a joke. He didn't doubt that if he didn't say it, Su Wing Xue would really come over with a kitchen knife to chop people.    

    

Wang Hongyun was so scared that he could only tell him everything about Xianer, and then he added one more sentence. "Sister-in-law Su, don't worry. Boss is just going to meet a fairy in the sky. He will probably come back in a few days. After all, the sky is so far away from us. Even if he's fast, he'll still need to fly for a long time. "