"The Demon-Subduing Vajra! The old bald donkey actually brought this thing out!"
Taoist Yangming was surprised when he saw what Xuanming offered.
"Brother Yangming, is this demon-subduing vajra very powerful?"
A young Taoist beside him asked.
"Of course it is powerful. This is a magic weapon. It is rumored to be an ancient treasure passed down from the previous era. It is very powerful and is comparable to the Qinglei Peach Sword of our Qingyang Temple."
Taoist Yangming sighed.
"Comparable to the Qinglei Peach Sword of our Qingyang Temple?" The young Taoist exclaimed, "Then isn't this young man surnamed Lu in danger?"
The other Taoists also looked shocked.
You know, the Qinglei Peach Sword is one of the top three magic weapons in their Qingyang Temple, and only the temple master is qualified to use it.
This Vajra Pestle to Subdue Demons is actually that kind of treasure?
“That may not be the case. Even if it is a magic weapon, it depends on who is using it. If it is the abbot of Xuankong Mountain, or those supreme elders, this young man will definitely die.
But the old bald monk Xuanming's cultivation level is only at the great success of Qi Refining, and it is good enough for him to mobilize one percent of the power of the Vajra Pestle to subdue demons.
As long as this young man retreats far enough, he still has a chance of survival. ”
Taoist Yangming did not lower the voice of his conversation with his fellow disciples. Instead, he deliberately raised it a little so that everyone around them could hear it clearly.
It was as if he was deliberately reminding Lu Qing.
However, Lu Qing's expression remained calm, and he was not shocked by Taoist Yangming's words.
Because at this time, the message about the vajra had also appeared in his field of vision.
[Vajra Pestle to Subdue Demons: A lower-grade magic weapon, a treasure inherited from the Xuankong Mountain. It is extremely powerful and has the power to subdue demons and monsters. 】
[In the last era of cultivating immortals, when the real Xuankong Mountain broke through the boundary and left, the magic weapon was left behind. 】
[This treasure can calm a person's spirit and soul with its golden light in the virtual sense, and can shatter a person's body with its real body. If someone is hit by it, at the very least, his power will be destroyed and his soul will be scattered, and he will become a cripple. At the worst, his body and soul will be destroyed. 】
[When a magic weapon reaches the treasure level, it needs to be activated by magic power to exert its strongest power. 】
[This magic weapon has been refined. Others using it can only exert 70% of its power at most. 】
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"Low-grade magic weapon? It seems that the foundation of the four secret places is not as profound as imagined. No wonder they covet my soul talisman so much."
Combining what Taoist Yangming had just said, Lu Qing suddenly had some guesses about the background of the four secret places.
Even a low-grade magic weapon could shock Taoist Yangming.
It seems that the four secret places do not have many magical weapons.
Lu Qing looked normal, but Monk Xuanming, who was activating the Vajra Pestle to subdue demons, had a gloomy look on his face when he heard Taoist Yangming's words.
I hated Taoist Yangming so much in my heart.
It was obviously intentional for this Ox-nosed Man to reveal the origin of the Vajra at this time.
He wanted to lend a helping hand to Lu Qing and kill someone with a borrowed knife!
But even if Xuanming understood Taoist Yangming's plan, he could only swallow his bitterness.
Because just as Taoist Yangming said, the magic weapon like the Vajra Pestle is of too high a grade, and it is not something that someone like him who has achieved great success in Qi training can use easily.
In addition, he was not the real owner of this magic weapon, so it was even more difficult to activate it.
Even if he formed a formation with several fellow disciples, he still had to build up his strength before he could unleash the true power of the Vajra.
If Lu Qing escapes now, he can only launch an attack in advance.
But if that were the case, he really couldn't guarantee whether he could really kill Lu Qing.
Fearing that Lu Qing would escape, Xuan Ming did not dare to delay and immediately shouted with his soul: "My fellow disciples, change the formation immediately and surround the evil demon!"
"yes!"
After Xuanming and his companions formed a formation, they were in tune with each other's minds.
As soon as he gave an order, the other people's minds suddenly changed. The golden light of the formation that originally enveloped them suddenly turned over, like a big net, covering Lu Qing in the opposite direction, trying to trap him inside.
But with Lu Qing's current level of cultivation, how could he be surrounded so easily?
On the contrary, when he saw Xuanming and others actually gave up defense and switched to attack instead of defense, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Are you finally going to stop being a turtle?"
At that moment, he stopped accumulating strength and exerted force with his feet. There was an explosion and a human-shaped white mist was left on the spot, covered by a golden light curtain.
The real body appeared in front of a big monk the next moment and chopped him down with a knife.
However, just as the monk was about to die under Lu Qing's sword, the Vajra Pestle that was floating in front of Monk Xuanming and emitting a hazy golden light suddenly burst into light.
The golden light surged at an extremely fast speed, and in just an instant, it enveloped all the monks.
Even Lu Qing couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the golden light.
Lu Qing's body trembled suddenly when the golden light hit him, and his whole body became stiff. The sword that was originally aimed at the monk stopped immediately.
His eyes were filled with horror, and his whole body became like a puppet, unable to move at all.
"Unfortunately, this young man still fell for it!"
When Taoist Yangming saw this scene, he sighed.
After all, he is still a young man. Although he is powerful, he has too little experience. He was easily deceived by the old bald monk Xuanming and his weakness was revealed, and his soul was fixed.
However, I didn't expect the rumor to be true. The Vajra Pestle of the Hanging Mountain can calm a person's soul from above and hit a person's body from below. Those who are hit will be destroyed both physically and spiritually and will not be able to be reborn.
He originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is really true.
When Taoist Yangming sighed, the other people watching the fight were also shocked.
Unexpectedly, Lu Qing, who was so ferocious just now and forced Xuankongshan and others into a desperate situation, was subdued so quickly.
As expected of the Hanging Mountain, the heritage of the four secret places is extraordinary. With just one treasure, one can turn the tide in desperate situations.
"Not good, Ah Qing!"
Everyone on the tower was equally shocked.
Especially the old doctor, when he saw Lu Qing being fixed by the golden light, he became very anxious and wanted to jump out of the tower immediately.
However, just as the old doctor moved, Lu Qing's voice rang in his mind.
"Master, don't worry, I'm fine."
"Ah Qing, are you okay?"
The old doctor trembled, stopped, and looked surprised.
"I'm fine, don't worry Master, I was just tricking them."
The old doctor was relieved when he heard that Lu Qing was pretending.
But soon, his mind paused again: "How could Ah Qing's soul transmission be able to reach such a far distance?"
You know, since entering Zhongzhou, their spiritual sensing abilities have been suppressed a lot.
Especially after entering the holy city, they were suppressed to a distance of only twenty to thirty meters at most.
The tower is half a mile away from the courtyard.
"It seems that after this tribulation, Ah Qing's strength has truly undergone a complete transformation."
Thinking of this, the old doctor felt even more relaxed.
However, the old doctor was relieved, but others were not so relaxed.
People like Magu were so angry that their eyes were tearing up, but unfortunately they were in the high tower and could not help Lu Qing at all. They could only worry.
"You little bastard, no matter how cunning you are, you are still vulnerable to the magic weapon of the Hanging Mountain!"
On the other side, Xuan Ming saw that Lu Qing was fixed by the golden light, and his mind suddenly relaxed and he smiled grimly.
Lu Qing couldn't move his body, but there was a look of fear in his eyes.
Xuanming felt very happy.
These days, they have been relying on Lu Qing for support and have suffered a lot.
Not only were some of his disciples killed, but he was also cursed as an old bald donkey.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that he always looks calm, composed, steady and profound in front of his disciples and fellow junior fellow students.
In fact, the anger in his heart was greater than anyone else's.
It was just that he was as deep as ever, forcing himself to suppress his anger deep in his heart.
"Elder, kill this little beast!"
"Cut him in two and let him taste our pain!"
"Lingchi him to death!"
The other monks were even more surprised when they saw this.
Especially those young monks who were beheaded by Lu Qing, they all shouted and demanded that Lu Qing be executed immediately.
Even the elders of Xuankong Mountain looked at Xuanming.
However, when Xuanming saw Lu Qing's horrified expression, he suddenly had a different idea in his mind:
“Absolutely not. Although this demon has committed serious sins and his evil roots are deep-rooted, even if we kill him, the evil in his body cannot be eliminated.
I think we should take him back first, convert him with Buddhist teachings, and purify the evil spirit. This is the right way. ”
When the other elders heard this, they immediately understood.
Senior Brother Xuanming wants to convert Lu Qing and turn him into a puppet of their Xuankong Mountain.
Thinking of the powerful strength and extraordinary talent displayed by Lu Qing, several elders were moved.
If they had such a puppet with extraordinary talent in Xuankong Mountain, their foundation would be greatly increased again.
He immediately nodded approvingly: "This is a very kind act, Senior Brother Xuanming is truly compassionate."
"Then please help me, fellow apprentices, to completely calm the soul of this demon, and then escort it back to Xuankong Mountain."
"yes."
Several great monks immediately activated the formation, connecting their Qi with Xuanming to help him defeat the demon.
With the help of several fellow apprentices, the golden light of the vajra in front of Xuanming became even brighter.
It even slowly flew up and came to the top of Lu Qing's head, accompanied by faint sounds of Sanskrit chanting, and sent down golden light, trying to completely block Lu Qing's soul acupoints.
Once Lu Qing's spiritual acupoints were sealed, he would not be able to use even a little bit of his spiritual power.
At that time, not only will he become a living dead, at the mercy of others, but even the treasures and secrets on his body will all belong to the Xuankong Mountain.
Thinking of the treasures on Lu Qing's body and the secrets that might be hidden in it, Monk Xuanming felt a surge of heat in his heart.
It is impossible for Lu Qing to have such terrifying strength at such a young age and to say that he has no secrets.
And it is very likely a very powerful secret, otherwise, it is hard to imagine how he could have cultivated to become so powerful.
If I could learn the secret of his cultivation, perhaps my own cultivation could be further improved!
Thinking of this, even though Monk Xuanming was very serious, a hint of fanaticism could not help but appear in his eyes.
The powerful men who were watching from all sides watched Xuan Ming and others trying to completely suppress Lu Qing, but no one dared to speak.
First of all, they can't afford to offend Xuankong Mountain.
Secondly, the power emanating from the Vajra at this moment is truly terrifying.
No one present dared to say that they could withstand the power.
Even Taoist Yangming did not dare to act rashly at this time.
He secretly regretted not begging the temple master to bring the Qinglei Peach Sword with him when he came out.
If he had the Qinglei Peach Sword in his hand, why would he need to be afraid of these bald donkeys.
As the Vajra slowly fell, Lu Qing's eyes gradually closed.
Xuanming and other monks from Xuankong Mountain also smiled.
"it's over."
Taoist Yangming sighed.
Although he did not want the Hanging Mountain to add any more foundation, under the suppression of the Vajra, Lu Qing had no hope of escaping.
Even he was powerless to fight back against such a magic weapon.
Just when everyone thought that Lu Qing was going to be completely suppressed and there was no chance of turning things around.
Suddenly, a hand appeared above Lu Qing's head and gently grasped the Vajra.
The one holding the Vajra was none other than Lu Qing.
Lu Qing's eyes were now open, and he was looking at Monk Xuanming with a strange smile.
"What!"
Xuanming was shocked. He didn't have time to think about it. His spiritual power surged and he wanted to activate the magic weapon to shock Lu Qing to death.
At this moment, he no longer cared about refining Lu Qing into a puppet.
I just want to kill this weird and scary young man immediately.
However, when Xuanming wanted to activate the Vajra to subdue demons, something even more unbelievable happened the next moment.
The vajra that Lu Qing was holding in his hand suddenly disappeared.
"puff!"
As the Vajra of Subduing Demons disappeared, Xuanming immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, an expression of incredible horror appeared on his face.
Because he felt that the Vajra had completely disappeared.
Not only could the naked eye not see any trace of it, even his spiritual power could not sense its location at all.
The mental power that was originally wrapped around the Vajra was cut off by something unknown.
This caused his mind to suffer severe damage.
"What happened?"
"Why did the magic weapon on Xuankong Mountain disappear?"
"This young man was not suppressed!"
"He was just pretending!"
…
Seeing Lu Qing, who was supposed to be suppressed, suddenly woke up.
This sudden change was beyond everyone's expectations.
The powerful people who were watching exclaimed in surprise.
Even Taoist Yangming widened his eyes.
I don’t understand how Lu Qing could withstand the suppression of the golden light of the Vajra.
As for the monks of Xuankong Mountain, they were so shocked that they almost jumped up.
Especially Xuan Ming, who was so shocked that he shouted angrily: "Little beast, what did you do?!"
"Nothing, just picked up a piece of trash.
Old man, you are really slow. It takes so long for me to act out a play with you. ”
Lu Qing stretched his body, his eyes were clear, and there was no sign of being suppressed or controlled at all.
"Hand over the Vajra immediately. You cannot touch it!"
Xuan Ming shouted sternly, his face no longer showing any of his previous calmness.
"Old bald donkey, are you out of your mind? Is this the time to ask me for something?"
After Lu Qing stretched his body, he reached out and picked up the sword.
A cold smile appeared on his face: "You should think about how to survive my knife!"
After saying that, his figure disappeared, came in front of Xuanming, and chopped him down with a knife!
(End of this chapter)
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