Chapter 570 Senior, please show up! (5k)
"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right here!"
On the long street bathed in moonlight, Monk Guangyuan smiled as he faced Lang Shiba's strange and tricky scimitar blow.
The thick lips moved on the plump and obese face.
As he spoke, a swastika appeared between his eyebrows and then disappeared. In the cold night, an invisible and intangible spiritual power permeated the air.
Lang Shiba's drunken eyes lost focus for a moment, and his mind lost control. In an instant, all the murderous intent in his heart subsided.
Over the past few decades of his life, countless regretful scenes flooded his mind, giving him a strong desire to become a monk, as if he had no desire for the secular world anymore.
"Oh no, it's the Buddhist mantra." Zhao Duan, who was far away, felt his heart sink.
The information he had read mentioned that there was a type of Buddhist master who specialized in verbal skills and was invincible in his verbal attacks. He had never expected that this monk had also mastered such methods that could cause chaos in the soul...
Damn, the information in the imperial court's archives is indeed outdated and incomplete.
Lang Shiba lost his mind, and although he did not drop the scimitar, the raised sword stopped in mid-air.
Taking advantage of this moment, Master Guangyuan swung the staff in his hand and smashed it down with great force towards Lang Shiba's head!
If this stick hits hard, even if the head doesn't crack, it will be a serious injury!
But almost at the same time, just like what Zhao Duan heard in his previous life, a low roar was heard when fighter jets flew high overhead.
A flying sword covered in green light came whistling.
Guangyuan was startled, and his hands stopped moving, and suddenly a thick golden bell expanded around his body.
"bite!"
The flying sword hit the golden bell, creating ripples.
Lang Shiba was awakened by the sound, his eyes instantly regained clarity, and he was startled, only to feel a breeze blowing behind him.
From the snow-white cuffs of her Taoist robe, a fair arm emerged. She grabbed Lang Shiba's shoulder with one hand and threw him into the distance. The female Taoist said solemnly:
"You go deal with those monk soldiers. I'll leave this thief to me."
A slender woman with slender jade sleeves, she lifts and throws things with terrifying strength.
After sending Lang Shiba towards the monks who were running towards her with sticks, the female Taoist priest dodged, leaving behind an afterimage, and retreated more than ten feet.
The place where she was originally standing was hit by the tin staff, and with a "bang", a crack three feet long was smashed into the ground, which was gradually increasing with the residual force.
Zhao Duan grinned as he watched, gaining a new understanding of Yuxiu's agility. The female Taoist nun controlling the flying sword was truly exceptional. If he couldn't avoid it, wouldn't his head be smashed in?
“Ding ding ding—”
Her jade sleeves floated back, her toes tapping lightly on the tiles of a nearby house. She dropped her body, clasped her hands together, and her eyes shone with green light. She controlled the flying swords through the air like a storm, slashing towards Guangyuan from different angles.
The fat-headed monk had no choice but to hold up the golden bell while swinging his staff like a wheel, not paying attention to anything else. He shouted:
"Release the tiger!"
Hearing this, the monk soldiers holding the plaque on the left and right looked at each other and suddenly exerted force.
The temple plaque that had endured a century of worship cracked in the middle, and Buddha's light gushed out from the crack.
A tiger as big as a mountain, covered with black and white hair, with a high arched back, eyes like headlights, and a huge black "king" character pattern on the center of its eyebrows jumped out.
As soon as the temple guardian tiger appeared, it supported itself on the ground with all four limbs, stretched its waist, and its joints made crackling sounds like frying soybeans.
Then it raised its tiger head, opened its mouth and roared, and a fierce gale swept through the long street, shaking the hearts of everyone present.
The human instinct is to fear the wild beasts!
"What a big cat..."
Zhao Duan grabbed with his hand, and a fearless stick appeared in his palm. Holding the stick, the fear in his heart quickly disappeared.
He bared his teeth, looking at the wild god [Mountain King] who was squatting on the long street and looking down at him with his huge yellow eyes, and felt the strong suppression of his cultivation.
He had felt a similar feeling last time in Yongjia City when he was fighting with the southwestern "skinny tiger" Zhao Shixiong.
"What a wild god!" Zhong Pan exclaimed, his eyes calmly saying:
"Gods cannot be killed, even wild gods. I will subdue them. I will not take action for the time being. Be careful."
Zhao Duan handed over the Fearless Staff attentively: "Brother, would you like to use this?"
The young Taoist priest smiled, did not take the stick, but took a step forward, and at the same time slowly drew out the blood-red broadsword as big as a door panel from his back.
Zhong Pan walked with steady steps, and as he did so, a calm, confident and majestic aura emerged spontaneously, filling the long street.
The fear that the crowd had felt due to the roaring sound disappeared completely.
On the big sword in the little Taoist priest's hand, seal characters flickered, and the black priest robe on his body swayed gently in the strong wind.
The tiger seemed to sense a huge threat, its hair all over its body stood up, its back arched, and its iron whip-like tail swept across it restlessly.
"You beast, fight me."
Zhong Pan laughed out loud, and his tall figure rushed out like a cannonball and roared like a tiger, knocking the huge tiger away.
The man and the tiger swept away the monks like a whirlwind, flew away, and crashed heavily into the top of the city wall, shaking the earth.
What kind of strange power...the sorcerers who were supposed to be weak are now more powerful than each other?
Zhao Duan was astonished. In front of him, Yu Xiu was throwing Lang Shiba like picking vegetables, and behind him, Zhong Pan was fighting with the wild god.
He turned his head and stared at the girl-like Jin Jian with burning eyes, thinking: Could it be that little Jin also has a King Kong Barbie form?
“Cough… cough cough…”
But before he could think any more, a weak cough sounded in his ears.
Zhao Duan, Jin Jian and Ji Yue stood together and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw the tall and thin monk in front of them holding a bowl in one hand and pressing his fist against his lips with the other, coughing.
diabolo……
This Buddhist monk, who has been extremely taciturn from the beginning to now, has an appearance that is in sharp contrast to Guangyuan. He is as thin as a sick man, and his big red robes seem to be hanging on a clothesline, fluttering in the wind.
Kong Zhu raised his head, his dead eyes met Zhao Duan's, his facial wrinkles twitched, and he smiled:
"Master Zhao, Junior Brother Guangyuan is unable to help, so I have no choice but to take you in."
Zhao Duan did not dare to be careless. He put away the fearless stick, held the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, and secretly held the black tortoise seal in his sleeve with the other hand.
Without looking away, he whispered, "Let's go together and destroy him."
He planned to join forces with Ji Yue and Jin Jian to not give the monk any room to attack.
Diabolo seemed to have caught his murderous intent, smiled faintly, and without further ado, he suddenly flipped his skinny right hand, and the heavy alms bowl in his hand fell upside down to the ground.
But it did not fall, but remained stuck in the palm of his hand, saying:
"I am not as brave as Junior Brother Guangyuan. I am weak and can only survive on this bowl. If Mr. Zhao can catch it, I will lose."
As he spoke, Buddha's light overflowed from the alms bowl, and something began to pour out...
That is a Buddhist bead.
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment. The pigeon egg-sized Buddhist beads fell from the bowl one after another, but they did not fall and remained suspended in the air.
"Not good..." A strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.
Immediately, those Buddhist beads exploded through the air like bullets, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to his face!
Zhao Duan was startled, but Ji Yue beside him had already taken action first.
The socially anxious female sorceress pushed her hands forward, and a trickle of water appeared out of thin air, condensing into a water curtain in front of Zhao Duan.
"Bang!"
The first Buddhist bead, which was as big as a pigeon egg, hit the water curtain firmly and embedded itself in it for about an inch. It then rotated for a moment, and its kinetic energy was exhausted, and it hovered in the air.
"Bang!"
And then the second one.
"Pang, pang, pang..."
One after another, Buddhist beads whizzed in and embedded themselves in the water curtain at an incredible speed.
The hastily formed water wall was also in danger due to the series of collisions.
Ji Yue's white eyes revealed anxiety behind her black hair. She stuttered, "I can't stop... him..."
As he spoke, another Buddhist bead blasted in, this time piercing through the water wall. However, a ripple of light surged in the night, dissipating the kinetic energy of the Buddhist bead and causing it to fall to the ground.
Jin Jian took action!
The young priestess was suspended in the air, her robe embroidered with gold thread fluttering in the wind, revealing two white and tender calves underneath the robe.
The girl wearing gold-rimmed glasses had a serious face and held a staff in both hands. On the top of the staff, the golden eye was rolling restlessly.
Behind her, the shadow of a bright moon slowly emerged, and the light of the stars and the moon gathered in the sky, creating layers of moonlight tides like waves around her.
Magical girl Xiao Jinzi... Zhao Duan's eyes lit up. This magic was very familiar to him.
She had used it when he and Jin Jian had first fought side by side against the wanted priests affiliated with Prince Jing's Mansion.
But at that time, the golden tablet was just a divine chapter.
Tonight, she is in the world with the bright moon above her head.
“Clatter…”
The moonlight tide surged in waves, blocking the whistling Buddhist beads, and Ji Yue also got a chance to catch her breath.
Kong Zhu, however, had a calm expression and did not move at all. The bowl in his hand seemed to contain countless Buddhist beads, which could never be poured out.
"This bald donkey... is very strong. It takes all my strength to resist him. His magic power is stronger than mine, so I can't hold out for long."
Jin Jian's face was serious, but his voice penetrated into Zhao Duan's ears.
She and Jiyue were both only at the Beginning Stage of the World! Even though Jin Jian's cultivation was enhanced in the darkness, Jiyue's cultivation was weakened in the absence of water.
Therefore, the two women, working together, could only barely block the world's highest-quality diabolo's tactics.
"I know. You two don't need to attack. Just protect me and help me get to him!" Zhao Duan held the sword in his hand, and his sea of qi was boiling.
He stared at the diabolo and whispered.
As long as the two women help him protect the law, the moment he rushes forward, he will summon Pei Niannu without reservation and unleash a sword that is the superposition of two worlds.
He had used such a sword when he destroyed the Shenlong Temple. It was very powerful.
But the consumption is also huge.
So he must seize the critical moment and catch the opponent by surprise.
But Kong Zhu seemed to see through his thoughts, and saw Zhao Duan approaching him under the "fire".
Monk Kongzhu smiled slightly, holding the bowl with his right hand to maintain the infusion of magic power, while his free left hand took out a palm-sized jade box from his robe.
The jade box was crystal clear and airtight, and it contained something.
Diabolo casually threw the jade box into the air!
The jade box opened with a click, and Buddha's light gushed out from the box.
In the Buddha's light, a strange "life" suddenly appeared!
Zhao Duan suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He stopped and looked up, and was surprised to find that a "girl" about three feet tall walked out of the box.
No……
That was not a human girl. There was not a single thread on her body, and her skin was crystal clear, even translucent!
Through her skin, you can clearly see the blood vessels and internal organs beneath her skin, it's extremely strange!
The key parts of the girl's body and cheeks are covered with several pieces of azure scales. She has silver hair and two small "horns" protruding from the top of her head.
His eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping.
"Ah, it's the Dragon Girl!" Jin Jian suddenly exclaimed, and his glasses almost fell off in fright!
"What is that?" Zhao Duan asked, which touched upon his blind spot in knowledge.
Jin Jian quickly explained:
"A special kind of wild god, extremely rare, born from a pregnant mortal who has mated with a god. This wild god possesses spirituality and has the ability to lure people into dreams and kill them in dreams. Those who are possessed by the dream will become helpless mortals... Close your eyes quickly... Don't look at her, otherwise..."
While speaking, Jin Jian suddenly turned his head and took off the glasses on his nose.
In an instant, her highly myopic eyes lost focus, and her little face became silly and cute, but because of the loss of focus, she avoided looking at the Dragon Girl.
Ji Yue, who was controlling the water wall, was stunned for a moment, and was a beat slower. He clearly saw the dragon girl in mid-air wake up from her sleep and slowly open her eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
There are no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only a radiance that ripples with a different kind of "divinity".
This is the gaze of a god, even if it is just a "wild god" with the lowest status in the world and lacking incense.
"Why didn't you say it earlier... put the important things at the beginning..."
Zhao Duan also saw the dragon girl's eyes, and before he lost consciousness, a mouthful of soup got stuck in his throat.
Ji Yue was startled, and then surprised to find that he was not affected. Then he remembered that his white pupils had become blurred because he was often imprisoned under the lake... He was used to relying on his spiritual power to see things.
Even so, she was still panicking and used the thick hair hanging on her face to cover her eyes...
He turned his head to look at Zhao Duan from the corner of his eye, and then froze for a moment:
"Oh no, the master won't move!"
On the long street, Zhao Duan still maintained the posture of charging with a knife, but he did not move, with his eyelids closed.
The dragon girl floating in the air also disappeared!
"He's been put into a dream. We can only wait for him to wake up, or wait for the eldest brother to come back!"
Jin Jian became anxious. "Before that, we have to protect him from being killed by these monks..."
Ji Yue was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and used his hands to absorb the water vapor. He began to condense an ice shield on Zhao Duan, trying to seal him up and prevent anyone from taking advantage of his opportunity.
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In a daze, Zhao Duan opened his eyes and found himself still standing on the long street.
But there were no fighting parties around him, and he was the only one on the entire street.
"This isn't real, am I dreaming?"
Zhao Duan's face suddenly turned ugly when he recalled Jin Jian's words.
He lowered his head and found that the sword and black tortoise seal in his hands were gone, and he couldn't even sense the energy in his body.
"In my dream, I'm just an ordinary person!"
Zhao Duan's heart was pounding and his heart sank to the bottom.
This was not the first time he had encountered a similar situation.
When he persuaded the imperial teacher to come to the capital, he also invaded his dreams.
But that time, it was Zhao Duan's home court, and he was able to crush the opponent with his vast memory.
But this time it’s different!
He did not enter his own dream, but the Dragon Girl's dream.
"How will the Dragon Girl kill me here?"
Zhao Duan tried to change his mind, but as expected, he found that he could not change his dream at will like he did when he faced the bewitching national master.
"Just now, Zhong Pan reminded me that if they dare to start a war with us, they must have a reason. It seems that this is it."
"Not only does he possess the powerful Centennial Divine Tiger, but he also controls a wild god... In comparison, the royal arsenal may contain a wealth of treasures, but they are all for warriors, far less bizarre than the sorcerers..."
Zhao Duan looked around nervously, only to see the bright moonlight and the eerie silence of the entire city.
"I can't just sit there and wait for death. Although I don't know the Dragon Girl's methods, she will definitely be difficult to deal with. Moreover, I have lost my body now. I don't have my cultivation or magic tools with me..."
"etc……"
Zhao Duan was suddenly stunned. Who said he had no means?
He remembered the last time he was controlled by the Soul-Breaking Sword, and he managed to escape by visualizing the "human world".
However, Zhao Duan did not immediately visualize "The Human World" because his body was still in danger, and returning to the capital rashly was not a good option...
Moreover, he was not sure whether he could succeed.
"Maybe we can try something else..."
Zhao Duan took a deep breath and silently visualized the "Six Chapter Sutra" in his mind.
Gradually, the air in the dead silent night began to ripple, as if a powerful will was approaching.
Suddenly, an embroidered shoe appeared out of thin air. Above the shoe was a white instep, followed by a red skirt and an ancient wedding dress with dragons and phoenixes painted on it. Finally, the face of a woman covered with a dark golden mask was also outlined.
Pei Niannu came in her wedding dress, holding a golden scale in her hand. Her silver eyes locked onto Zhao Duan, who was in a state of prayer, and she said in a cold voice:
"What trouble have you caused me again?"
Zhao Duan opened his eyes and smiled in surprise:
"Senior! I knew you could come in!"
Regarding the visualization of the Martial God Diagram, since it can break through the blockade of Zhao Shixiong, who is half a step away from becoming a god, then theoretically it should not be impossible to tear open the blockade of a wild god.
Pei Niannu said with a straight face: "I need an answer."
Just now outside, in order to avoid being discovered by Kong Zhu and facilitate a sneak attack, Zhao Duan never let Pei Niannu come. Therefore, she only vaguely sensed that Zhao Duan was involved in a battle and was trying to summon her, and she was not clear about the details of the outside world.
"Oh. That's right..."
Zhao Du was about to narrate when he suddenly exclaimed:
"Senior, are you no longer stuttering?"
Pei Niannu had no expression on his face, but it was clear that his expression was quite dark under the mask.
"If you have to fart, fart now!"
In fact, as Zhao Duan's cultivation improved, she was also constantly regaining her consciousness, becoming more and more human, and speaking more fluently -
Of course, the biggest reason is that this dream is somewhat special.
She felt that her spirit was strengthened here.
"Oh, that's it..."
Zhao Duan did not dare to delay and immediately told the story of how he was ambushed by the masters of Shenlong Temple and was stared at by a wild god called "Dragon Girl".
"Dragon Girl? Is that the thing? So you are now dragged into the dream by the wild god?" Pei Niannu showed a look of realization.
Obviously, this number one female sorcerer in the world six hundred years ago was no stranger to the "Dragon Girl".
Zhao Duan nodded obediently, smiling playfully:
"I lack experience fighting sorcerers, so I don't know how this dragon girl could kill people in her dreams, so I called on you tentatively."
Pei Niannu was originally in a bad mood, but when she saw his flattering and humble look, she was greatly pleased and was about to speak.
Suddenly, the two heard the sound of stringed instruments and orchestras coming from the silent city!
(End of this chapter)
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