Chapter 270: Qilin Prisoner of Rain and Water Sword
"Oh my God!"
Banxia was terrified, but the monster didn't care about Banxia and rushed towards her with a roar.
Seeing this, Banxia was frightened and quickly took out the judge's pen from her waist. Without asking any questions, she just circulated her spiritual energy and waved it around randomly.
Although the explosion from Lingxiang made her extremely worried, her own situation wasn't much better at the moment! But in any case, it was better than just sitting there and waiting to die, right?
Just as Banxia was gesturing in panic, a strange light appeared from the Judge's Pen. The Judge's Pen was waving ink in the air, and bursts of spiritual light were transmitted from the pen holder to the brush tip, like a long stream of water, or like wandering stars, like the reflection of light in an ink pool, which was very strange.
This was something she had never seen before, but Banxia was so focused on closing her eyes that she didn't notice anything. After waiting for a long time, even she felt strange - why was everything so quiet?
Banxia considered herself to be a self-aware person. Although she had entered the Taoist sect, she knew her own limitations. What she had learned were only some superficial Taoist techniques. Even if she tried her best, she did not have much ability to deal with these monsters.
But I am still safe and sound...
Banxia cautiously opened one eye, but strangely, the monsters around her were all motionless, as if time had stopped.
“Crack!”
At this moment, the sound of a branch breaking was heard, and then two figures appeared from behind Banxia.
The two figures both had dragon scales and horns, sheep faces and wolf hooves, bodies like musk deer, and long manes flying on their heads and backs, shaped like floating algae in the water, soft without wind. One of their tails was like a dragon, and the other's tail was like a cloud.
Banxia was horrified and kicked back, but there was a tree behind her and she had nowhere to retreat.
It was because of this that Banxia finally calmed down and had the opportunity to carefully observe the two monsters in front of her.
The monster in front of him was not as ferocious as those demons. He could even vaguely see a divine light around him. His eyes were full of kindness and there was no hostility.
Huh? That's strange, aren't these two monsters?
Yes, yes, it must be!
Banxia looked carefully for a long time and felt that the thing in front of her was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember where for a while.
Just when Banxia was thinking over and over but couldn't figure it out, she suddenly discovered that the pattern originally carved by Yun Zhongjun on the pen holder of the Judge's Pen in her hand had inexplicably disappeared.
Could it be that engraving?
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"Tsk! I thought it was some great favor, but it's just Prisoner of Rain, what's there to brag about?"
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At first I thought they were little lions, but at that time Fairy Yao Ji seemed to be talking about prisoner rain. Could it be that she was referring to them?
"Prisoner... Prisoner Rain?"
Banxia was not quite sure and only called out tentatively. The two giant beasts covered in jet black seemed to understand and nodded at Banxia. Their dragon whiskers, which were longer than their bodies, were flying in the wind, and they looked extremely solemn.
"So...it's not a lion..."
In fact, these two are the mythical beast Qilin, Qi is male and Lin is female, and the two are a pair of black Qilin.
The Qilin is a benevolent animal, descended from the ancestral deity Yinglong. A poem says, "When the Qilin steps on auspicious clouds, all mortal troubles vanish." Hence the saying, "When the Qilin appears, evil spirits are banished."
Yun Zhongjun had anticipated Lingxiang's group's impending doom, but his volatile nature meant he wouldn't speak openly about it. It was only because Banxia, so attentive and careful in her service, that Yun Zhongjun engraved the Qilin on the Judge's Pen, thus resolving the crisis.
Although the Qilin is a benevolent beast, it is also a descendant of the dragon. Its voice is like thunder, it can spit fire, and it is extremely ferocious when angry.
Banxia was timid to begin with, and the two black Qilins in front of her were so noble that she was so scared that she could only shrink her head.
However, Mo Qilin nodded kindly at Banxia. At this time, there were continuous thunder and lightning in the valley, which scared Banxia so much that her head almost shrank into her stomach.
Perhaps it was the thunder that had caused the Black Qilin to roar in anger. Although the roar was mostly muffled, Banxia, who was nearby, could hear it clearly. It was truly like thunder that shook the heavens, piercing the ears, and frightened Banxia so much that she trembled like a sieve.
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First, there was a burst of magic explosion, causing the earth to tremble continuously. Then there was a continuous thunderstorm. The lightning and thunder seemed to change day and night, filling the entire valley with roars that sounded like wails. Everyone in the valley was shocked, but they didn't know what had happened.
But even after experiencing such chaos, Wolf Head's posture of holding the knife remained motionless, as if everything before had nothing to do with him. However, his brows were furrowed and his head was shaking, which looked extremely weird.
First there was the sound of the incense, and now there is such a scene. It really makes people feel a little overwhelmed.
Although the wolf head didn't move, it seemed to be trying to figure out the cause of the chaos. Thanks to this, Xinyi, who was originally suppressed by his sword, was able to escape safely.
Seeing that the knife was so close, Xinyi could not escape for a moment. She barely managed to resist it. Then, with bursts of thunder roaring, the force of the knife was much weaker.
Seeing this, Xinyi exerted force on her waist and pulled herself out from the knife edge.
"bite!"
"boom!"
The wolf-headed knife fell to the ground, but the moment it touched the ground, a blade of energy shot out, splitting the earth into a large hole.
Although she had narrowly avoided the attack, Xinyi felt a surge of anxiety. She had come before Lingxiang and the other two to explore the route. The two sounds must have been Lingxiang's sound transmission notes, so they came from two different sources. If that was the case, then those two people couldn't be Lingxiang herself, but Liu Xia and Banxia. After all, Lingxiang couldn't perform her Qinggong due to an old leg injury.
It is obvious that the chaos on the lower half of the mountain must be the work of Lingxiang.
But how could Lingxiang have such ability?
Indeed, one has to admit that Lingxiang is proficient in various techniques and has certain attainments in morality. Although it is unknown why her cultivation has stagnated, it is precisely because of this limitation that even if she is proficient in the mysterious arts, she would not be so powerful.
I'm afraid he's encountered some danger!
But the trouble at hand cannot be solved in a short time...
Han Yang naturally noticed Xinyi's anxiety. He also guessed that the commotion just now was probably because there was a problem with the spiritual incense, but Han Yang was much calmer than Xinyi.
Lingxiang once told Hanyang that if you encounter a Zen Iai, you must not think of escaping, because that will only give the opponent a chance to kill you. The only way to survive is to face the enemy head-on.
As Xinyi was being held down, Han Yang suspected that the confrontation wasn't with the man before him, but with the sword in his hand. The man's aura was strange, yet the sword's energy was fierce and powerful. While the two shouldn't have been so coordinated, it still gave Han Yang an idea for a countermeasure.
Since it is a strong sword, then we should use softness to overcome hardness. The sect's Fu Shui sword technique is the most appropriate.
By this time, Han Yang had recovered some strength. He looked at Xinyi, nodded at him, and then drew the long sword from his waist.
Xinyi didn't understand what Han Yang meant, but it seemed that there was a way to deal with it. In that case, she just needed to help from the side.
The Fushui Sword Technique was created by the previous headmaster. Its power is as gentle as water, yet it can unleash powerful magic with the movement of the blade. Hui Wu had previously used this sword technique during his first martial arts demonstration, but he had only mastered it briefly, so he hadn't yet fully realized its power.
As a person with reversed spiritual roots of water and fire, Han Yang is good at water techniques, so he is naturally adept at using the Fu Shui sword technique.
With a loud thunder, it started to rain in the clear sky. This scene was very strange, but Han Yang didn't think much about it.
Han Yang made a sword flower, his feet moving first, but his body seemed to lag behind. He looked a little drunk, though his steps were perfectly steady. If I had to describe him, it would be a pool of autumn water, softly rippled by a gentle breeze.
At this moment, Wolf Head's knife moved, and a burst of knife energy shot out with great ferocity, which made Xinyi on the side horrified.
Even facing the fierce force of the sword energy, Han Yang remained unfazed, continuing his dance-like pace. When the sword energy was about to approach him, he raised his sword and unexpectedly created a water dragon, which instantly flew into the sky, carrying the sword energy with it.
As expected!
Seeing this, Han Yang felt relieved and continued to move with exaggerated steps.
Wolf Head seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He was shaking his head, but in an instant he regained his composure. At this moment, a water snake flew towards him. He quickly raised his knife to chop it. However, the water snake was cut into two, spitting out its tongue and tightly wrapped around his knife.
For a moment, Wolf Head was unable to move. At this moment, Han Yang shouted, "The opportunity has come!"
Upon hearing this, Xinyi leaped up, raised her knife and chopped at the wolf's head.
The wolf head also sensed the danger, but was controlled by someone and couldn't spare any time. Just as the cold air of the antler blade approached his face, the wolf head suddenly opened his eyes, and the blade in his hand immediately turned back into two blades.
The Zen sense of harmony has been broken!
"bite!"
With a dull sound, Wolf Head took Xinyi's knife, but it was too late. The black scarf on his face had been torn by the blade of the deer antler blade.
Finally seeing the true appearance of the wolf head, Xinyi was greatly shocked.
The person in front of me had heroic eyebrows and a straight nose, but his mouth was split to the roots of his ears, as if it had been torn open, not to mention the sharp fangs in his jaw.
Although the wolf head's aura just now was extremely strange, he was indeed a mortal, so how could he look like this?
As if because his true identity had been exposed, the wolf's eyes turned cold, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly increased sharply. Xinyi suddenly felt something was wrong. But at this moment, bursts of thunder sounded, coming from far away and approaching, as if it was heading towards this place. Along with the roar of thunder, there was also a woman's scream.
This sound...
It’s Pinellia!
The earth suddenly shook violently. Xinyi took advantage of the moment when the wolf was distracted and used the force of the wolf to bounce away. At this moment, two monsters suddenly jumped out of the forest, and Banxia was riding on one of the monsters and screaming.
"ah……"
Banxia's screams came from far away, then from near to far, whistling past the three of them, like a gust of wind, and rushed straight into the pile of monsters at the foot of the mountain.
Xinyi and Hanyang were both confused, but when they came to their senses, the wolf head had already disappeared.
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