Chapter 570 Senior, please show up!
Chapter 570 Senior, please show up! (5k)
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
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 fat face.
As he spoke, a swastika appeared between his eyebrows and then disappeared. In the cold night, an invisible and intangible spiritual power permeated.
Lang Shiba's drunken eyes lost focus for a moment, his mind lost control, and in an instant, all the murderous intent in his heart subsided.
Over the past few decades of his life, countless images that made him regret came to 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 recorded that there was a type of Buddhist mage who specialized in talking and was invincible in his verbal attacks. He had never expected that this monk had also practiced this kind of method to disturb the soul...
Damn it, the information in the imperial office's archives is indeed outdated and incomplete.
Lang Shiba's mind was lost, and although he did not drop his 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 on Lang Shiba's head with great force!
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 a fighter jet flew high overhead.
A flying sword covered in green light came whistling.
Guangyuan was startled, and his hands paused, and suddenly a thick golden bell expanded around his body.
"Ding!"
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.
A white arm stretched out from the snow-white cuffs of the Taoist robe. She grabbed Lang Shiba's shoulder with one hand and threw him away. The Taoist said solemnly:
"You go and 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 pushing Lang Shiba towards the monk soldier who was running towards her with sticks, the female Taoist priest dodged, leaving an afterimage, and retreated more than ten feet.
The place where she was originally standing was hit by a tin staff that fell on her head. With a loud "bang", a crack three meters long was smashed into the ground as the residual force grew.
Zhao Duan grinned as he watched, gaining a new understanding of Yu Xiu's body movements. The female Taoist nun who controlled the flying sword was indeed extremely skilled. If he couldn't avoid it, wouldn't he be smashed in the head?
"Ding Ding Ding-"
Her jade sleeves floated back, her toes tapped lightly on the roof tiles of a nearby house, her body dropped, she clasped her hands together, green light flashed in her eyes, and 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. He had no time to look around and 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 plaque of the temple, which had endured a century of worship, cracked in the middle, and Buddha's light gushed out from the crack.
A tiger as huge 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 its forehead leaped 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. A fierce gust of wind swept through the long street, and everyone present was shaken.
Give rise to human instinct and fear of 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 from his cultivation.
He had last felt a similar feeling when he was fighting with the southwestern "skinny tiger" Zhao Shixiong in Yongjia City.
"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 now. Be careful."
Zhao Duan handed over the Fearless Stick 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 that was on his back.
Zhong Pan walked with steady steps, and as he did so, an aura of calm, confidence and majesty emerged spontaneously, filling the long street.
The fear that the crowd had felt due to the howling was completely gone.
On the sword in the little Taoist'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 stood up, its back arched, and its iron whip-like tail swept across it restlessly.
"You beast, fight me."
Zhong Pan laughed loudly, and his tall figure rushed out like a cannonball and knocked 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, causing the earth to shake.
What kind of supernatural power...they were supposed to be weak warlocks, but why are they getting more powerful than each other?
Zhao Duan was shocked. 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 Jin Jian in girl form with burning eyes, thinking: Could it be that little Jin also has a King Kong Barbie form?
"Cough...cough..."
But before he could think any more, a weak cough sounded beside 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 a fist against his lips with the other, making a coughing sound.
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 bright red cassock seems to be hanging on a clothesline, fluttering in the wind.
Kong Zhu raised his head, stared at Zhao Duan with his dead eyes, his facial wrinkles twitched, and 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, tightly grasped the hilt of the sword 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 was prepared to join forces with Ji Yue and Jin Jian to leave the monk no room to attack.
Diabolo seemed to have caught his murderous intent. He smiled faintly and said no more nonsense. His skinny right hand suddenly flipped, and the heavy bowl in his hand turned upside down on 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 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 Buddhist beads as big as pigeon eggs fell from the bowl one by one, but they also did not fall and remained suspended in the air.
"Not good..." He felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
Immediately, those Buddhist beads, like bullets, exploded through the air and in the blink of an eye, rushed to his face!
Zhao Duan was startled, but Ji Yue beside him had already taken action first.
The socially anxious female sorcerer pushed her hands forward, and a trickle of water appeared out of thin air, condensing into a water curtain in front of Zhao Duan.
"Pong!"
The first pigeon egg-sized Buddhist bead hit the water curtain firmly and was embedded in it for about an inch. It then rotated for a moment, and its kinetic energy was exhausted, and it hovered in the air.
"Pong!"
And then the second one.
"Pong, pong, pong..."
One Buddhist bead after another whizzed in and embedded itself into the water curtain at an incredible speed.
The hastily formed water wall was also in danger due to the series of impacts.
Ji Yue's white pupils revealed anxiety behind her black hair. She stuttered, "I can't stop... him..."
As he was speaking, another Buddhist bead blasted in, this time piercing through the water wall. However, a ripple of light surged in the night, removing 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 mid-air, her robe embroidered with gold thread fluttering in the wind, revealing two white and tender calves underneath the robe.
The girl with 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 ocean 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 a wanted priest 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.
"Crash..."
The moonlight tide surged in waves, blocking the whistling Buddha beads, and Ji Yue also got a chance to catch his breath. However, Kong Zhu looked indifferent and motionless, as if the bowl in his hand contained countless Buddha beads, which could never be poured out.
"This bald donkey... is very strong. I have to use 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 Ji Yue were both only at the beginning of the world! Even though Jin Jian's cultivation was enhanced in the dark night, Ji Yue was weakened in an environment without water.
Therefore, the two women, working together, could only barely block the methods of the world's highest-quality diabolo.
"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, his sea of qi boiling.
He stared at the diabolo and whispered.
As long as the two women help him to protect him, the moment he rushes forward, he will summon Pei Niannu without reservation and unleash a sword that is a combination 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 off guard.
But Kong Zhu seemed to see through his thoughts, seeing Zhao Duan approaching him under the "fire".
Monk Kongzhu smiled slightly, held the bowl with his right hand to maintain the infusion of magic power, and used his free left hand to take 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. He was surprised to find that a "girl" about three feet tall walked out of the box.
Do not……
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 her 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 azure scales. She has silver hair and two small "horns" on 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 mortal pregnant woman who has mated with a god. This wild god is spiritual and has the ability to pull people into dreams and kill people in dreams. The person who is possessed by the dream will become a helpless mortal... 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 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 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 glow that ripples with a different kind of "divinity".
This is the gaze of a god, even if he is just a "wild god" with the lowest status in the world and lacks 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 she was not affected. Then she remembered that her white pupils had become blurred because she was often imprisoned under the lake... She was used to relying on her 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 in hand, but he did not move, with his eyelids closed.
The dragon girl floating in the air also disappeared!
"He has fallen into a dream. We can only wait for him to wake up, or wait for our senior 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, gritted his teeth, and used both hands to absorb water vapor. He began to condense an ice shield on Zhao Duan's body, 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 could not even sense the Qi in his body.
"In my dream, I am 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 enemy with his vast memory.
But this time is different!
He did not enter his own dream, but the Dragon Girl's dream.
"How will the Dragon Lady 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 bewitched national master.
"Just now, Zhong Pan reminded me that if the other party dared to go to war with us, they must have a reason. It seems that this is it."
"Not only does he have the powerful Hundred-Year Divine Tiger, he also controls a wild god... In comparison, the royal arsenal has a lot of resources, but they are all used by warriors, which are far less bizarre than the sorcerers..."
Zhao Duan looked around nervously, only to see that the moonlight was bright and the whole city was eerily quiet.
"I can't just sit there and wait for death. Although I don't know what the Dragon Girl can do, it must be difficult for her to deal with me. Moreover, I have lost my body now. I don't have my cultivation base or magic tools with me..."
"and many more……"
Zhao Duan was suddenly stunned. Who said he had no means?
He recalled 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 World" because his body was still in danger and returning to the capital rashly was not a good choice...
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 wrinkle, as if a powerful will was approaching.
Suddenly, an embroidered shoe appeared out of thin air, and 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 praying state, 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 celestial being, 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 noticed 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 it..."
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 obvious that his face was dark under the mask:
"Fuck away!"
In fact, as Zhao Duan's cultivation improved, she was also constantly regaining her sanity, 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 a thing? So now you are dragged into the dream by the wild god?" Pei Niannu looked enlightened.
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:
"I have no experience fighting sorcerers, so I don't know how this dragon girl kills people in a dream, so I called on you to test it."
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)