Chapter Fifty-Six: The Little Monk Crying in the Pit
The little monk held out the Buddha's light to resist. The big yellow dog's body was covered with runes, and the bones under its neck were glowing. He was using the companion technique.
Yang Bufan's energy surged through Changhong, bringing his momentum down to its peak, and he rushed out with the broken sword in hand.
The porcupine jumped up and curled up in the air, forming a circle that looked like a ball covered with steel needles.
He rushed towards Yang Bufan as fast as he could, with his burrs spread out and looking extremely hard.
"when"!
Yang Bufan raised his sword and struck forward. Several burrs fell off, but they also bounced Yang Bufan away, causing his fingers to hurt.
The porcupine's skin was like iron armor, very hard and thick, but Yang Bufan's sword did not cause much damage to him.
At this time, the porcupine became even more crazy, its scarlet eyes seemed to be bleeding, and its eyes were like those of a ghost that had just crawled out of hell, making people shudder.
Yang Bufan swung his sword instantly, and the broken sword left a trail of afterimages in the air. In an instant, he had swung dozens of swords.
The porcupine was also quite capable, relying on its rough skin and thick flesh to attack Yang Bufan crazily.
Yang Bufan's Great Wilderness was turning around, each sword was sharper than the other, stabbing the porcupine's body.
The sound of clanking was endless, and Yang Bufan rushed towards the porcupine with his thick and extremely hard hooves, with great force and force, and the air made a roaring sound.
Yang Bufan summoned all his strength, and with the White Ape's magic in action, he punched the porcupine on the hoof and struck it with a blow.
"boom"
The two of them blasted each other, creating a strong air current that broke many dead trees around them.
The porcupine was blown away by a punch, breaking many dead trees along the way. He stood up and stared at Yang Bufan fiercely. A heavy gasp came out of his nose, and the hoof was trembling constantly.
Apparently he felt severe pain.
Yang Bufan could really feel that the porcupine's skin was like hard armor. He felt as if he was hammered on an iron plate, making his fingers tremble slightly.
Yang Bufan raised his sword and attacked again. He knew that he could not give it a chance to breathe. The porcupine was a very dangerous beast and full of wildness.
The porcupine arched his waist, and a strange light emitted from his back. The burrs detached themselves and floated in the air. A heaven-shattering aura emanated from each burr, and the oppressive surrounding space began to become chaotic.
Yang Bufan did not dare to neglect, he raised the Great Wilderness Scripture and the White Ape Art to the extreme, supplemented it with the runes on the soles of his feet, and attacked the porcupine with endless coercion at an extremely fast speed.
The burrs cut through the air and made a sharp sound. It was very harsh, as if it was about to pierce through everything. It was obvious that its speed was terrifying!
Yang Bufan's aura reached its peak, he swung out his sword, and immediately punched out.
The powerful fist wind and sword energy blew away most of the burrs, but a small number of burrs still came towards him.
He moved around and started to dodge, but a burr still scratched his face, and a drop of blood flowed out.
Yang Bufan ignored the burning pain on his face. He quickly flew to the porcupine and punched the porcupine on the chin.
The porcupine howled in pain, its body was blown away, and it landed heavily on the ground.
The porcupine's jaw fell off, and it looked like the bones there had been broken, making him wail.
Blood dripped onto the ground, causing him to keep retreating.
It howled one last time, turned around and tried to escape.
Yang Bufan quickly followed up and swung out his sword. The broken sword slashed the porcupine's belly, and its internal organs lay on the ground with a splash.
"Ouch"!
The porcupine fell to the ground with a crash and no longer had any strength. It was gasping for air, and blood spurted out from its mouth and nose. The shape was tragic, and there was a fierce look in its eyes, but there was no movement, and it was completely cut off from life.
Yang Bufan took a long breath and finally got rid of this thing.
The little big yellow dog monk and Nv Qiao gathered around and asked with concern. Yang Bufan waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
They came to the white Ganoderma lucidum, squatted down, and picked it. The spiritual energy of the White Ganoderma lucidum overflowed, a ball of white light enveloped it, and bursts of aroma filled the air. Yang Bufan put it away and left it for a few people to eat.
Yang Bufan came to the porcupine and peeled off the skin with a broken sword, revealing the crystal flesh.
They used the dead trees around to make a fire and set it up to roast it.
After a while, the aroma of meat overflowed, making people salivate from the smell.
Porcupine meat is full of energy and very nourishing.
They gnawed on the barbecue, with expressions of satisfaction on their faces.
The big yellow dog couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard how he was having a barbecue with Yang Bufan in the wilderness.
He pulled big chunks of meat to the little monk and persuaded him: "Little monk, eat, eat hard, you have worked hard these days"!
The little monk looked confused. He looked at the big yellow dog and wondered why he was suddenly so kind today. However, he refused to refuse the barbecue placed in front of him and ate it with a smile.
After taking a few bites, Qiao felt hot all over her body, her blood vessels were bulging, and her face turned red as she said, "Brother, I'm so hot!"
Yang Bufan understood what was going on and ran the Great Wilderness Scripture to help him consume the energy in his body and return him to normal.
The big yellow dog also stopped. He could feel the energy rolling through his body, so he stopped eating and handed all the meat to the little monk.
"The rhubarb is so good!" The little monk praised the rhubarb dog again and again and wolfed it down.
"You eat, I'll give it to you," the big yellow dog said with a smile on his face.
Slowly, the little monk felt something strange, beads of sweat rolled down his face, and his shiny forehead was also covered with beads of sweat.
He exhaled a long breath, pondered for a moment, and muttered in a low voice: "No, it's not hot, why are you sweating so much?"
"It's okay, you eat, you eat, you just sweat a little"! The big yellow dog continued to say to the little monk, with an imperceptible evil smile on his face.
Yang Bufan looked at these two living treasures and was speechless for a while.
"call"!
Finally, the little monk felt something was wrong. He stood up, sweating all over his body. At this time, his body was like a hot stove.
The muscles and blood vessels all over his body were swollen and painful, causing him to grin from time to time.
"Hahahaha"! The big yellow dog was laughing wildly at the side, with an expression of gloating on his face.
The little monk looked at the big yellow dog and then stared at the meat in his hand. He understood instantly, threw the meat aside and cursed angrily: "Damn you bitch, you dare to trick me, I won't save you."
"!
"Hahaha, you were reincarnated like a starving ghost, can you blame me?" The big yellow dog saw the angry little monk and ran to the side.
"Ah, what a big Buddha, I'm so hot, I'm so hot!" The little monk bared his teeth and couldn't bear it anymore. He started running wildly in the dead forest, over and over again.
But he really ate too much, and the energy was overwhelming. It was running rampant in his body at this moment, making him miserable.
Even Qiao Nu felt pain when she saw the little monk's miserable condition.
"There won't really be any problem"!
The big yellow dog muttered there, feeling frightened for a while, fearing that something might really go wrong with the little monk.
Yang Bufan chewed on a piece of bone and said, "No, the energy is not enough to burst it, but it does require him to be tired for a while."
The little monk was filled with hatred at this time. Seeing Yang Bufan still eating big mouthfuls, he couldn't help but feel even more unbalanced. He said bitterly: "You kid, I'll let you eat as much as you can. I won't kill you later."
Eat to death".
"Hey, you don't need to worry about him. He is just a monster. Take care of yourself first. We are on our way." The big yellow dog smiled evilly.
"belch"!
Yang Bufan threw away the last bone and burped, looking very satisfied.
He stood up and continued walking forward with the big yellow dog and Qiao Nu. At this time, he also felt the energy in the texture of the porcupine meat, but fortunately he could completely digest it.
"Damn you bitch, Buddha has to save you and throw you into the tomb."
The little monk felt sorry for the big yellow dog and cursed the big yellow dog while running around them.
He appeared in front of everyone for a while, and then ran to the front again, with his mouth open and breathing heavily.
They couldn't help but feel funny when they looked at the little monk's embarrassed appearance.
"boom"!
There were explosions and sounds of fierce fighting in the distance. Yang Bufan and his party heard the sounds and rushed over quickly, hiding in the dark to see what happened.
Seven or eight people were fighting together. It seemed that they were two groups. The fight was in full swing and the battle was very fierce.
"You little thieves came to steal my apprenticeship sticker. Don't you know how to look for it yourself?" one person yelled angrily.
"Hmph, please hand over the post, otherwise you won't lose your life later."
Through the conversation, Yang Bufan guessed that it turned out to be a dispute over the apprenticeship post.
"Oh, no wonder, Mo Qing said to protect yourself when you come in. It seems that this place is really dangerous. Not only are there powerful beasts, but there are also threats from those who came in together." Yang Bufan thought to himself.
The fighting continued to break out, with both sides refusing to give in to each other. When the fighting got fierce, some people were already covered in blood and were seriously injured.
"Ah, what a giant Buddha"!
A voice rang out, and instantly a figure rushed into the crowd, raised his hand and struck, leaving no room for chance, and struck with all his strength!
This person was the little monk. The big yellow dog and Yang Bufan were stunned for a while.
"What is he crazy about?" The big yellow dog was surprised and made a sound.
The little monk's appearance frightened everyone. Seeing his crazy and painful look, his eyes were red, and they beat him when he came up.
When the other party saw the young monk attacking those people, they stopped and one of them said: "The Zen master is really a bodhisattva. He came to help us. We are really grateful." The man's face was full of emotion and he said sincerely.
"Little monk, you are crazy, what are you doing?" The group of people recognized the little monk, cursed angrily, and began to retreat quickly.
"Thank you, little Zen Master, for your help!" Another group of people walked up to the little monk and said with their hands in hand.
"Ah, ah, this big Buddha, I can't bear it anymore!" The little monk roared and started to attack the person who thanked him.
"this...."!
A group of people were confused, what was going on? Could this little monk have lost his mind and gone crazy?
"Little monk, what are you going to do again?" The man who thanked me was also confused and shouted angrily.
"Quick, quick, fight with me!" the little monk shouted, showing no mercy.
He feels like crying right now, it's so sad that this damn big yellow dog is in such a miserable situation!
Yang Bufan's forehead was really full of black lines. He didn't expect that he would digest the excess energy in this way.
The little monk went crazy in the field and launched an indiscriminate attack, making everyone feel that the monk had lost his mind and gone crazy.