Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 217: The Dog-licking Usage of the Twelve Talismans
Xu Qian'an, who possesses the power of the twelve talismans, feels like an awesome guy!

"I can do anything at this moment." Xu Qian'an said in his heart with great enthusiasm.

"No, it's not omnipotent. There are still many things in this world that this zodiac power can't solve."

"The cunning mouse can turn stillness into movement, but it can't change her dead heart for me. The swift rabbit can reverse time and space, but it can never catch up with her.

The noble horse can remove all external forces but cannot heal her broken heart. The cold snake is everywhere but cannot enter her heart...
It looks like there's only one dog talisman, but there are actually twelve."

Xu Qian'an has a very active mind. He thinks he can do anything in the last second, and starts complaining in the next second, intending to develop a clown use of the Twelve Talismans.

Holy Lord Gu Ming: The Twelve Talismans are used to rule the world! Not to be a clown!

Gu Ming, the Dafeng who was in the clouds, also twitched his face violently. At his level, it was too easy to spy on other people's hearts.

But at this moment, he regretted it. He had felt it was very exciting to hear his son's words "I have nothing missing" while cosplaying the Holy Lord, but the next second Xu Qian'an made him cosplay Feiyangyang.

Then Xu Qian'an shuddered all over and condemned himself in his heart. He was obviously Aquaman, so how could he have the mentality of a bootlicker?

He glanced calmly at Lin'an, Huaiqing and others. Well, these should be the reserve candidates for Dog Talisman.

Seeing Xu Qian'an standing there motionless for a long time, Du'e Arhat said, "Donor, why don't you go up the mountain? If you are afraid, you can surrender directly."

Xu Qian'an sneered: "Afraid? I, Xu Qian'an, have never known what fear is in my life!"

Du'e Arhat smiled indifferently. If one wanted to go up the mountain, one had to pass through the Eight Suffering Formation. But with Xu Qian'an's personality, he would definitely not be able to get through!

On the Bagua Terrace in the Astronomical Observatory, the Supervisor explained to Emperor Yuan Jing: "The Eight Suffering Formation is difficult to say, but it is also easy to say. If a child goes in, he can easily come out.

But if a person with a complex mind and a lot of experience goes in, he will be trapped in it and unable to extricate himself."

Emperor Yuan Jing, who looked more like a Taoist priest than an emperor in his Taoist robe, frowned. It goes without saying what kind of person Xu Qian'an is, as a permanent contestant of the Jiaofangsi. Can he pass safely?
Then Xu Qian'an flicked his sleeves, smiled proudly, and walked directly into Foshan. In front of him was a winding stone staircase extending to the clouds in the sky.

He looked up and saw a stone tablet above him with the words "Eight Sufferings" engraved on it.

"Logically, climbing the mountain requires passing through the Eight Suffering Formations, but the proud chicken has given me the ability to fly. Do I need to climb the mountain honestly?"

Everyone looked at Xu Qiyan in the ethereal scene, and everyone's heart couldn't help but tighten. As a lustful man, can Xu Qiyan pass the test?
Then Xu Qian'an raised the corner of his mouth and said clearly: "Fly!"

The next moment, his body rose from the ground, ignoring gravity and the rules of the Buddhist kingdom in his palm, and flew into the sky, disappearing into the clouds!

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked. Is it possible to play like this?!
Everyone in Dafeng was stunned at first, and then laughed with great satisfaction. Just tell me, can this be considered mountain climbing?
Du'e Arhat has experienced the world for a long time and has a clear understanding of the Buddha's heart, but at this moment his old face is dull. No, flying is prohibited in the country of the Palm Buddha. Even if a third-grade Arhat comes, it is difficult for him to take a single step.

How did Xu Qian'an do it? Also, isn't he just a crude warrior?!

Du'e Arhat's mind raced, and in a moment, he saw Xu Qi'an pass through the Eight Sufferings Formation, past the young monk Jingsi, who was stationed at the second level and mastered the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, and who could defeat a martial artist of the same level and scream, and headed straight for the door. Now the Buddhists were all anxious, thinking this was cheating. Du'e Arhat even stretched out his palm, and suddenly, from the Buddhist world, a Buddha's hand comparable to heaven and earth descended, trying to smack Xu Qi'an down.

"This Buddha's hand could have beaten me to ruin, but times have changed. As I said, I have everything I need now!"

Xu Qian'an's inner drama was very intense. With his combat power supported by the twelve talismans, it would have been easy for him to break the Buddha's hand, but he chose to pretend to be shot down.

"The true meaning of pretending to be cool is to do it bit by bit. If you want to praise something, you must first suppress it, and then give the audience a reversal." Xu Qian'an thought so, and then his body fell to the ground with the giant Buddha's hand.

Du'e's voice rang out at this moment: "Donor Xu, you've broken the rules."

At this moment, everyone in Dafeng was filled with righteous indignation and started shouting and cursing.

"You bald thief, you bald thief! Xu Yinluo took off on his own merits, and you guys are actually just standing there with your hands crossed."

"Despicable people from the Western Regions, no manners, bah!"

The Jinluo men under Wei Yuan were even touching their weapons, their eyes slightly narrowed, as if they were thinking of going forward to chop off the bald thief.

Du'e didn't care and just looked at Xu Qiyan with suspicion. Although he didn't hurt Xu Qiyan's heart just now, that palm gave him the feeling that Xu Qiyan was actively reducing the force.

"How could a mere seventh-grade silver gong be like this?" Du'e was puzzled and had a bad idea in his mind.

Xu Qian'an stretched out his hands and said loudly: "A truly strong person will not complain about the environment. In this case, let me break your formation!"

Then he strode up the mountain and in less than a moment he walked into the Eight Sufferings Formation. In an instant, the scenery in front of him changed, the Buddha Mountain faded, and darkness shrouded his vision. When he opened his eyes again, everything around him seemed to have changed completely.

Seeing Xu Qiyan's confused eyes at this time, Du'e Fang felt a little relieved in his heart. The Eight Sufferings Formation has nothing to do with cultivation. Those who are not in the right state of mind will sink into it, but if the state of mind is good, it means that they have Buddha roots, and he can take the opportunity to convert Xu Qiyan.

Xu Qian'an was slightly impressed. If it were the old him, he really wouldn't be able to get through it on his own.

Unfortunately, sir, times have changed. The docile sheep can allow his soul to leave his body and travel through dreams, and the arrogant pigs can allow him to see through everything.

At this moment, Wei Yuan and other big guys became nervous, and so did the Supervisor. He knew that if Xu Qian'an could mobilize the power of all living beings, he would be able to break the Eight Sufferings Formation, but could this kid really do it?
But the next moment, the supervisor's usually calm face changed to something extremely exciting. Wow! What did he see?
Xu Qian'an's originally confused eyes instantly became calm, and then he turned his head to look at the stone tablet engraved with the words "Eight Sufferings". Then his eyes turned golden out of thin air, and his eyes were as powerful as a prison!

Then two solid golden lights shot out, breaking the stone tablet in an instant. The endless golden light penetrated the Buddha Mountain, and even two circular cracks appeared on the golden bowl.

"What's going on?" The old coin supervisor and everyone else were stunned. They didn't understand why a warrior could release such powerful energy with his eyes, but they were shocked.

All the bald monks in the Buddhist sect had faces as black as charcoal, and felt a sharp pain in their hearts. Their precious golden bowl was destroyed by Xu Qian'an using unknown means!

pain!It hurts so much!
(End of this chapter)