It's Just Courting Death.

"This spiritual energy belongs to Huangshan. It belongs to my Nie family. How can I give it to others privately?"

Suddenly, an old monk with white eyebrows seemed to descend from the sky, and rushed directly in front of Xia Tian and the others with a fierce momentum.

Although the old monk's eyebrows and beard were all white, he didn't look old at all. On the contrary, he had a strong build and a broad back. Holding a Zen staff, he looked like a Vajra Arhat who went out to subdue demons and monsters.

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Behind him were four or five young and strong monks, also holding sticks in their hands. One or two of them looked quite familiar. They seemed to be called Mingji and Mingku. They had been kicked away by Xia Tian before, but he didn't expect to meet them again.

"Third Uncle, why are you here?" Nie Xiaoli showed a look of surprise when he saw the tall old monk with white eyebrows.

The white-browed old monk glared at Nie Xiaoli: "How dare you ask? You colluded with outsiders to seize the Huangshan Spiritual Vein. You don't deserve to live. You are a disgrace to the Nie family. Why don't you just die?"

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As expected of an old fellow in his seventies or eighties, his words are full of feudal patriarchal tone.

It's normal for him to say such disgusting words.

"You old idiot, are you looking for death? How dare you scold my flight attendant wife?" Xia Tian raised his eyes and looked at the old monk unhappily.

When the old monk with white eyebrows heard this, he looked contemptuous and said in a cold voice: "You are Zhang Mingtuo's apprentice. What's your name? Nie Hongfei mentioned your name to me."

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"Go back to the abbot, his name is Xia Tian." Monk Mingji behind him hurriedly reminded.

"Yes, it's Xia Tian." The white-browed old monk nodded calmly and said, "You dare to beat my disciple like this? Even if you kneel on the ground and kowtow to beg for mercy today, don't expect me to let you go."

Xia Tian curled his lips and said, "You are mentally ill. You should go back and wait for death. That way you can at least live another day or two."

"Oh, you dare to curse your Buddha grandfather, what a coward." The white-browed old monk snorted coldly and stretched out his hands to Xia Tian: "However, I don't have time to kill you now. First, hand over the Huangshan Spiritual Vein that you just took away, and you can be spared from death temporarily."

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"The Huangshan spiritual vein is not yours, right?" Nie Xiaoli couldn't help but retort: ​​"Even if you want to return it, you should return it to Huangshan."

The old monk with white eyebrows flew into a rage and shouted, "You have no right to speak here. Shut up!"

He raised his hand and slapped Nie Xiaoli in the face with a palm as big as a palm fan.

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“Bang!”

This force is enough to shatter even rocks.

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"ah!"

Sure enough, half a second later, the monk named Mingji screamed, suddenly fell down with his hands covering his face, and fainted from the pain instantly.

"Huh?" The old monk with white eyebrows was stunned when he saw this, and then he stared at Xia Tian angrily: "It must be you, kid, who is doing this. Zhang Mingtuo also had similar methods back then. You are indeed his disciple. Even this insidious move is exactly the same."

Xia Tian yawned lazily and said disdainfully, "So you are mentally ill. They are obviously completely different, but you can't tell at all. The master used the Shadow-like Needle form of the Nine Ghost Gate Needles. That kind of acupuncture is too backward. I stopped using it when I was nine years old."

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"Haha, you are just as fond of boasting." The old monk with white eyebrows sneered, "It just so happens that Zhang Mingtuo killed many of my people back then. Today I want to get some interest back from you."

Xia Tian shook his head: "Idiots like you are just cowards. You dare not take revenge and only attack the younger generation of your enemies. But it's a pity that I am more than a hundred times stronger than my master. You are looking for death."

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“Then let’s see who dies!” The old monk with white eyebrows had lost all patience and said to the young monk behind him, “Set up the formation, the Seven…Six Absolute Creation Formation!”

Because Monk Mingji had already fallen to the ground and would not wake up for a while, the seven unique moves could only be reduced to six unique moves.

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However, the old monk with white eyebrows felt that it didn't matter if one person was missing, because he didn't think Xia Tian had much strength anyway.

Back then, Zhang Mingtuo was only good at medicine and acupuncture, but his martial arts skills were mediocre. How much fighting power could the disciples he taught have?

"This array-breaking device is so weak that I don't even bother to attack it." Xia Tian really couldn't muster up the energy, so he turned his head and said to the golden monkey: "Hey, monkey, if you can beat these idiots, I will not only give you Huangshan spiritual energy, but also treat your brain. Maybe you can restore your memory."

"Are you serious?" Sister Jinsi suddenly became excited and pointed at Xia Tian: "Don't regret it!"

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Xia Tian curled his lips and said, "I'm not interested in tricking a monkey."

"Then it's settled." Sister Jinsi was overjoyed. What she wanted most now was to recover some of her memories, at least to remember who she was and where she came from. Otherwise, she would really become a complete monkey.

The old monk with white eyebrows raised his hand and pointed, shouting at his disciples: "Don't worry about her, take care of her as well."

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After receiving the order, the six young monks immediately dispersed and surrounded Xia Tian, ​​Nie Xiaoli and Sister Jinsi. As for Huang Yi, these people did not have enough cultivation and could not see him at all.

Of course, the old monk with white eyebrows could see Huang Yi, but he had other plans, so he deliberately ignored him.

"Sticks raised, formation formed!"

Monk Mingku, who also had a bruised face and nose, suddenly shouted, swung the stick in his hand, and stabbed Xia Tian in the back.

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Xia Tian stood there without moving, not even looking at him.

"Great! I'm going to stab you to death this time!" Monk Mingku obviously wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, so he didn't hold back at all.

But the stick he poked out was gently caught by Sister Jinsi before it touched Xia Tian.

"This..." Monk Mingku showed a look of astonishment on his face, "You can actually catch my stick?"

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"Is your stick heavy? Why can't I catch it?" Sister Jinsi glared at Monk Mingku, turned around and swept him away with her tail.

Seeing this, the other people also responded by improvising. Five iron rods hit Sister Jinsi from all directions.

"Will she be in danger?" Nie Xiaoli couldn't help but feel worried when he saw the situation.

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Xia Tian said calmly: "Don't worry, my stewardess wife, they are no match for that female monkey. The real danger is not her, but..."

"Who is it?" Nie Xiaoli asked puzzledly.

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"Of course it's him." Xia Tian turned slightly and looked at Huang Yi.

Nie Xiaoli turned around and looked over. He was shocked to see that the old monk with white eyebrows had appeared behind Huang Yi without him noticing. He immediately shouted, "Be careful, behind you!"

"Huh?" Huang Yi's heart trembled, and he also felt a sense of life and death crisis. His face changed color, but it was too late to dodge at this time.

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"It's too late to avoid it!" A black gas appeared between the palms of the old monk with white eyebrows, and suddenly the palms turned into claws, and he grabbed Huang Yi's throat with his backhand.

Huang Yi was filled with grief and indignation. If he had not been trapped for hundreds of years, with both his body and soul weakened, how could he have been captured by such a mortal?

"Haha, the dragon is gone, I can't let you get away." After succeeding, the old monk with white eyebrows couldn't help but grin, "Although the spiritual energy in your body is only one-third of the original, it is enough for me to use."

"Your Nie family has been blessed by Huangshan for generations, and you are repaying kindness with hatred like this?" Huang Yi found that he couldn't break free from the other party's hand, and he was shocked again: "Who did you learn this soul-binding technique from?"

The old monk with white eyebrows laughed and said, "Of course that master taught me. You have experienced his methods, haven't you?"

"It's him again." Huang Yi said in hatred, "But don't be complacent, he is just using your Nie family. After the success, you will surely die in his hands."

The old monk with white eyebrows said calmly: "Humph, of course I know, but as long as I absorb you completely, it is not certain who will kill whom at that time."

"Another idiot who wants nothing more than to eat shit." Xia Tian couldn't help laughing after hearing these words. "Stewardess wife, if you want to be in charge of the Nie family, you must get rid of people with mental problems like this."

"Haha, you actually want to take charge of the Nie family, little girl, who do you think you are?" The old monk with white eyebrows scolded with great disdain: "The Nie family is mine. When my cultivation is fully restored and I break through a few levels, I will kill that bastard Nie Yuntian and ascend to the position of the head of the family. Under my control, the Nie family will surely become the world's number one family. Why should we stay in such a shabby place?"

"Huangshan is not a shabby place, it's you who are shabby!" Nie Xiaoli retorted flatly: "You are not even worthy of being a human being. If you turn back now and imprison yourself in Yunxian Temple for the rest of your life, I can still ask Xia Tian to spare your life."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I have to get what belongs to me now!" The old monk with white eyebrows didn't even bother to listen. He was just trying to buy some time so that he could make preparations in advance. He had a premonition that the adult would be here soon and he had to hurry.

As he spoke, the black energy in his palm suddenly surged, and soon enveloped Huang Yi's entire body.

"Break the Soul-Forbidden Demon-Breaking Hand for me!"

After a while, wisps of green air were seen being continuously drawn out of Huang Yi's body.

"Xia Tian, ​​please help me stop him." Nie Xiaoli had no choice but to ask Xia Tian for help.

Xia Tian hugged Nie Xiaoli's slender waist and said calmly, "Stewardess wife, don't worry, the best is yet to come, just watch first."

Nie Xiaoli still looked confused and panicked: "If the Huangshan spiritual vein is sucked away, the consequences will be disastrous. How can I not be anxious?"

"My stewardess wife, please relax first." Xia Tian transferred a wisp of ice and fire spiritual energy to Nie Xiaoli, which instantly calmed her down.

Nie Xiaoli felt a hint of coolness in his body, and his mood indeed relaxed.

On the other side, the white-browed old monk was already digesting the spiritual energy that was pouring into his body, and he laughed wildly: "Yes, that's the feeling, this is power, this is power. When I have this power, no matter whether it's Nie Yuntian, Zhang Mingtuo, or anyone else, they will all be defeated by me and die in my hands, hahahaha... eh?"

After laughing a few times, the white-browed old monk's brows suddenly wrinkled, and then his eyeballs bulged out as if they were about to explode.

"What is he doing..." Nie Xiaoli was shocked by this situation.

"Spiritual energy is not something that can be absorbed by anyone who wants to." Xia Tian yawned lazily, "This idiot doesn't understand this principle, so he is simply courting death."