Chapter 382: Illusions have different levels, a cup of wine defeats the evil monk
The moment Li Daoxuan appeared, Longmen Immortal Association fell into a moment of silence.
He turned into thunder, broke through the air and stood in front of Huan Yanzhen. His calm gaze was like a mountain, pressing the other party to the point of suffocation.
"It's Master Li, great! Master Li is finally here!"
"Now we're going to have some fun."
"It is said that Master Li is the best person under Yangshen. I wonder if he can defeat this little demon monk?"
"Master Li, these bald donkeys want to force Your Majesty to establish Buddhism as the state religion. As a leader of our Taoism, you can't just ignore it!"
Some people also looked worried because Li Daoxuan looked too young.
Although Huan Yanzhen is also young, he just easily defeated three Yin Shen realm masters. His strength should not be underestimated, not to mention that the other party has two senior brothers and an unfathomable master.
Huan Yanzhen swallowed his saliva. He stared at Li Daoxuan's brows, as if he was afraid that Li Daoxuan would open his third eye in the next moment.
In front of the opponent's third eye, his magic of illusion, which he was so proud of, was completely useless and was completely defeated by nature.
Just yesterday, he almost died under the golden light emitted from the eye of the sky. Thinking about it now, he still feels a lingering fear.
"Even if you win by using your Sky Eye, I won't accept it!"
Huan Yanzhen subconsciously took a few steps back, his voice sounding a little nervous.
Many people saw this scene and felt very pleased. The evil Buddha disciples who had been so arrogant just now now cowered like lambs encountering a tiger.
Many people secretly sighed, he was worthy of being the number one person under Yang Shen. It seemed that the two had fought before, and Huan Yan was really defeated. He was probably defeated miserably, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous.
Li Daoxuan glanced at him, with a hint of disdain in his calm voice.
"Why would I need the Heaven's Eye to kill you?"
"I heard that you once used magic to force the great scholar Luo Yao to death in Xuzhou. Is that true or not?"
When Huan Yanzhen thought of that incident, a hint of pride appeared in his eyes. He only used a little trick to ruin the reputation of the so-called great scholar. All his righteousness and literary character were not worth mentioning.
"So what? Let alone Luo Yao, even if it's you, Li Daoxuan, without the help of the Heavenly Eye, it would be easy to kill you!"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a tender and clear voice, like the first cry of an oriole or the gurgling of a spring, very pleasant to hear.
"Sir, please sit here in Changle!"
Princess Changle waved at Li Daoxuan, her eyes sparkling. She patted the seat next to her with her small hands and half moved her butt away.
Li Daoxuan bowed and said with a smile, "Thank you, Princess."
He and Li Shimin looked at each other and nodded slightly, with an unspoken understanding.
He sat next to Changle, and the little girl immediately came over and whispered, "Sir, that monk is very powerful. You sit next to Changle, and Changle will protect you!"
His voice was full of concern.
Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes softened as he looked at the little princess.
This little girl was worried that she couldn't beat the other party and had no way out, so she deliberately called me over to sit down and used her identity as the eldest princess to protect herself.
Although he is young, he is already smart, intelligent, kind and considerate.
Li Daoxuan smiled and whispered, "Thank you, Princess. With your protection, I feel more confident."
Hearing this, little Changle's eyes sparkled and his smile became lively.
At this time Yuan Tiangang slightly opened his lips and whispered something to Li Daoxuan. Hearing this, Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up. He looked at the formation diagram and the imperial seal in Yuan Tiangang's hands, and the last trace of hesitation in his heart disappeared.
He knew that this time, he could finally kill to his heart's content.
"Monk, you have provoked me many times, don't you just want to compete in magic? Well, I will satisfy you today."
There was a hint of excitement in Huan Yanzhen's eyes.
Things are different now. There were not many people in Qinglong Temple yesterday, so Li Daoxuan dared to be cunning and deceiving. But now, in front of so many people from the Taoist sect, if Li Daoxuan still dares to play dirty, even if he wins, he will lose face!
Even the reputation of Mount Longhu will be damaged.
He looked around and said proudly, "I have a technique called Inviting the Moon. Today's event will surely be known throughout the world. I am not a talented monk, but I would like to present you with a realm where the sun and the moon shine together. Please enjoy it."
As he said this, he took out a paper moon from his arms, sprinkled some wine on it, and threw it into the air.
Then an incredible scene appeared. The paper moon suddenly burst into brilliant light, flew straight up to the sky, and finally turned into a bright moon in the same sky as the scorching sun.
All the Taoists at the banquet were shocked because they found that they could not tell at all that the moon was fake.
Huan Yanzhen smiled lightly and with a wave of his hand, the clear moonlight turned into streams of crisp wine, flying into everyone's wine glasses, crystal clear like amber.
"Since it is a grand event, how can there be no fine wine?"
Huan Yanzhen picked up the wine glass and said to Li Daoxuan with a smile: "Do you dare to drink this wine?"
He looked at Li Daoxuan with a smile, revealing a bit of ill intention, as if he was sure that Li Daoxuan dared not drink.
"You can't drink alcohol, Master Li. Who knows what he did to the wine?"
"Yes, this moon is weird, and the wine is even weirder. Master Li, don't be fooled!"
Someone urged loudly.
Little Changle also pulled Li Daoxuan's sleeve. Although she didn't say anything, her big eyes were full of worry.
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly. He raised his wine glass and was about to drink it, but he saw that there were suddenly many green snakes swimming in the wine. The wine also began to turn black, as if it was highly poisonous.
Little Changle let out a cry of surprise.
Li Daoxuan remained calm as he drank the wine in one gulp. He even tasted it and said in disappointment, "It's bland and tasteless. Is this your nectar? You are indeed a monk who knows nothing about wine."
Huan Yanzhen's expression changed.
He didn't expect that Li Daoxuan actually dared to drink it. Not only did he not hesitate at all, but he also looked calm after drinking it, as if he was not affected at all.
He couldn't believe it. Could it be that Li Daoxuan didn't have the slightest fear in his heart? Was the other party's state of mind really so advanced?
In fact, this illusion of his would be infinitely magnified as long as the other party has a trace of fear in their heart, and eventually their sanity would collapse and they would become idiots.
The fact that Li Daoxuan could drink the wine in the glass calmly showed that his state of mind had reached the realm of transcendence and sainthood. He was pure and at ease, free from worries, like a Bodhisattva.
But how is this possible? He is only in his twenties, how can he have the mindset of a bodhisattva?
No matter how hard Huan Yan tried, he would not have guessed that although Li Daoxuan's state of mind was not good enough, he had inherited the Tiandun sword intent, which was specifically designed to cut off the greed, anger, ignorance and hatred in his heart. The emotion of fear had just arisen when it was cut off by the sword light.
Huan Yan was really furious. He drank the wine in his glass, threw it on the ground, and said, "My Yaoyue illusion can't do anything to you, but yours may not be able to do anything to me either. You haven't taken action yet. Aren't you proficient in illusion?"
Li Daoxuan sighed softly and said, "Illusions can be divided into high and low levels. The high level ones are unknown to heaven and earth, and unpredictable by ghosts and gods. The low level ones play with people's minds and are like a leaf that blocks one's eyes. It's just like your magic of inviting the moon. It's flashy and not practical. It's just a joke."
Huan Yanzhen said angrily: "How shameless! Then why don't you take action!"
Li Daoxuan's voice sounded faintly.
"Do you really think that I never took action?"
Huan Yanzhen was stunned. The next moment, his pupils widened, he covered his neck tightly with both hands, and squeezed out a hoarse word.
"……liquor!"
Li Daoxuan covered Changle's eyes with his sleeves and said with a smile, "Your Highness, cover your ears."
Little Changle covered his ears obediently.
Immediately afterwards, in full view of everyone, Huan Yanzhen's throat began to turn red, as if he had swallowed molten iron or coke, and wisps of green smoke came out. He fell to the ground and rolled over, his throat having been burned through.
Not only that, the wine, as hot as magma, went down his throat and into his stomach, tearing his skin and flesh apart, and making his internal organs cooked, just like a steamed shrimp.
