The array disintegrated and the golden mist dispersed.
Abbot Lingche finally became unsteady and fell to the ground, his expression cold and stern, scornful.
Not far away in front of him was the sleepless monk who knocked Master Miaojing down. His hands were running up and down in a hurry, but he couldn't find the point. Master Miaojing's cheeks were flushed, as if dew had appeared after a long drought, but her eyes were closed tightly.
He hummed and babbled, actually immersed in his own imagination.
This was originally a gorgeous scene, but in the eyes of Abbot Lingche, it seemed like he had returned to the twelfth lunar month eighteen years ago:
Countless wolf-like Jizhou bandits captured Luoyang City, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil. In just half a day, hundreds of bandit soldiers loaded gold, silver, and captive women on their horses, and arrived at the east mountain of Longmen, destroying the entire city.
The mountain temple was surrounded. Although there were warrior monks in the temple, most of their hands were sticks, wooden swords and other weapons used for martial arts. How dare you fight against these thieves who are armed with strong swords and have fierce looks?
So of course, the temple's grain storehouse and incense money were immediately plundered by these thieves. The young and strong monks were driven together and did hard labor for the thieves every day; the old and young monks were also driven to a place next to the main hall.
In the side hall, he was intensively detained and given only a bucket of gruel every day. The monks practiced daily practice and advocated poverty and hardship, so they could barely bear these crimes.
The most heinous thing is that those women who were kidnapped were pulled out a few every day, stripped naked, and placed on the futon in front of the Buddha statue in the treasure hall. They were humiliated by many thieves in turn until they died.
Hugh. Those beautiful faces that were frozen in shame, anger and despair, the makeup that was blurred by tears, the wide eyes, the wide red lips... Abbot Lingche will always be unforgettable.
However, in order to prevent Xiangshan Temple from being massacred and burned, he had no choice but to take the lead, swallow his anger, and deal with the traitor soldiers and generals every day. It was more than a month until the traitor soldiers received the military order, assembled and headed west. Only Xiangshan Temple was left behind.
The dilapidated monk's tiled temple, as well as several stiff and putrid female corpses...
At this time, when he saw the sleepless monk's buttocks arched and wanted to behave casually, he mistook him for the Jizhou thieves who had abused women in the past. He immediately got up suddenly, ran forward, raised his feet and kicked the sleepless monk out of the ten feet away.
After kicking him, Abbot Lingche's silver whiskers spread out and his eyes were cracked: "Thieves like dogs! Insult my people in the Central Plains, I and you are incompatible with each other!!"
The sleepless monk was disturbed and immediately became angry. He jumped up and started fighting with Abbot Lingche. But Master Miaojing, who was lying limply on the ground, still had affection in her peach eyes, her sweet voice was tingling, and there was no makeup on her face, but she was full of spring.
Exuberant. The person she loved had left her, and she didn't even realize it.
Liu Xiaomu had already withdrawn his magical power. Looking at the ugly monks and nuns all around, he couldn't help but raise his giant paw, covered his mouth and chuckled.
But he saw Yang Chaoxi holding a Tao Xun, and the song "Breaking Formation Music" was coming to an end. However, he turned a blind eye to the changes around him and ignored him, so he patted his shoulder with his huge paw and said, "Okay! Little Taoist priest.
These monks and nuns have been disturbed by my aunt's magical power and their Zen skills have been broken. They are unable to make trouble for a while. Let's go to Mingde Hall to see if there are any casualties among the people in the sect."
Yang Zhaoxi was slapped continuously by her claws and almost fell down. The Tao Xun in her hand naturally stopped and said with a blank expression: "Here, are you going to break out of the formation? Miss Xiaomu, you don't want to rush out like this."
Come over?"
Just as he was about to get up, he heard Wang Jin shout: "Where can the monsters escape?! 'Nirvana Pagoda', all evil spirits will be eradicated!"
Yang Chaoxi sat cross-legged among the green grass and stuffed the Tao Xun into his arms. He saw Wang Jinfu's head was broken open, his gray hair was scattered, and his face and body had been scratched by fish intestine swords. At a glance, he was miserable.
There was no fatal wound.
It seems that Liu Dingchen knew Wang Jin's identity and was worried that killing the dog official would bring endless trouble to the Zoroastrian religion, so he deliberately held back, only wounding but not killing, in order to drive the dog official away.
Unexpectedly, the "Nirvana Pagoda" was thrown out by the dog official again, and it just hung on Liu Xiaomu's fox head. Under a beam of white light, she was immediately enveloped in it, as if time had stopped, Liu Xiaomu's phoenix eyes were unblinking, half
The tongue that was sticking out was also frozen between the canine teeth, and it had squatted down into a lifelike sculpture of a giant fox.
Liu Dingchen's originally smiling face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost. He gritted his back molars and said word by word: "Old, dong,xi! You, do it, die!"
As he spoke, the fish intestine sword turned into a green light and flew towards Wang Jin's heart, preparing to kill him with one blow.
Wang Jin made a secret with both hands to control the "Nirvana Pagoda". At this time, he had no other skills. Seeing the murderous intent looming in Liu Dingchen's eyes, he immediately felt his heart skip a beat and shouted loudly: "Holy Lord Yanshan, why don't you help me!"
"Jie, Jie, Jie! The Duke of Qi really knows the current affairs. After watching the excitement for a long time, my hands have been itching for a long time, and I have already wanted to help. However, I am worried about what the Duke will say to me, and I have concerns, so I did not say anything.
Since the Duke has an order, how can I, the Holy Lord of Yanshan, stand by and watch? Jie Jie! Let's see how I fight this coquettish fox."
With a burst of sinister laughter, a familiar tall man with golden eyes appeared in the yellow sand. Under the large cloak sewn from animal skin, he was covered with a brown short robe and a linen half-arm shirt, and a pair of iron
The muscles of the arms are knotted and the face is full of ferocious aura, which can stop a child from crying at night.
When Yang Chaoxi saw this, his heart couldn't help but thump: Hasn't that Immortal Huo already been executed? Who is this 89% similar person in front of him?!
Liu Dingchen also looked gloomy.
The fish-gut sword that he had just used to fly out had now fallen into the hands of the golden-eyed man. He was tossing it over and over, not afraid of the green aura emanating from the sword's edge.
Liu Dingchen suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice: "Ah Wu of the Huo family! Are all your tiger clans so rude?! Not only did you trespass into my Liu clan's land, but you came to interfere with my fox clan's business today. Do you really think that your tiger clan
Have you already dominated the beast clan?"
"Jie Jie! Don't be upset, third uncle. Since our two clans have a marriage contract, why do we need to say such unreasonable things?" Huo Awu said with a playful smile, "I, Huo Awu, have recently been negotiating a deal with Taiwei Palace.
.How about you, my third uncle, give me a little favor and let’s break up with Qi Guogong today?”
"Since you know that there is a marriage contract between the two clans, if this old guy wants to take Xiaomu's life, are you going to stand up for him?"
Liu Dingchen glanced at Liu Xiaomu, who was motionless. The vitality in his body was being drained away bit by bit by the white light, and he suddenly became furious. Without waiting for Huo Awu's reply, he rushed to fight with Wang Jin and slashed Yang of "Nirvana Pagoda" with his sword.
cried day and night,
"Boy! That little purple-gold pagoda is the Buddha's magical weapon, the 'Nirvana Pagoda', and the five elements belong to gold. How long will it take to break open the pagoda with your broken copper and iron? You have to use the fire of your heart to burn the pagoda!"
Yang Chaoxi then sheathed his sword and retreated, turning around and asking: "Senior, what is Yang Fire? And how to burn it?"
Huo Awu also came back to his senses and said in surprise: "Third uncle! It turns out that this red fox is my unmarried wife? The flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple..." After saying that, he came close to Wang Jin.
He stepped forward, raised his head and frowned and said, "Qi Guogong, it turns out that the person you asked me to kill is my wife who is engaged to be engaged! This matter is not appropriate. Please change the terms. This deal must be re-negotiated."
Wang Jin was full of murderous intent and kept his hands in his hands. After hearing this, he laughed wildly and said: "The beasts have always preyed on the weak, but today they care about the love between their children! Humph! It is this witch who leads the Zoroastrian religion and repeatedly attacks me, Taiwei Palace.
There are all kinds of hostility. As the proverb goes, 'If you hit a snake, you will be harmed by it'! If we don't get rid of this monster today, how can we let her cause trouble again?! Hahaha..."
Huo Awu turned around again, spread his hands to Liu Dingchen, and said in a lazy tone: "What the Duke of Qi said makes some sense! Xiaomu really shouldn't get involved in human conflicts and ask for trouble. If I didn't
If you ask questions and then block things, aren't you a person who doesn't keep his word? Jie Jie!"
Liu Dingchen had long expected that Huo Awu might not be reliable, and he knew it once he tried it. While Huo Awu was having questions and answers with Wang Jin, he had already mobilized his inner energy, condensed it on his fingertips, and with a flick of his hand, he released a stream of "Lihuo Essence"
"Get into Yang Chaoxi's heart:
"Boy, the third master has given you the 'Essence of Lifting Fire', and it will be stored in your pericardium. You can go aside and do your exercises and adjust your breathing. When you feel that your inner body is burning, it is a sign that the fire in your heart is blazing. You must put this heart into your heart.
The fire is forced out of the sky, stored in the palm of the hand, and shot into the 'Nirvana Pagoda'. At that time, the power of thought will disappear, the white light will disappear, and Xiaomu will be able to escape from the shackles... I won't bother you anymore! Hoa
Five attacks are coming, you rescue Xiaomu and leave quickly!"
When Yang Chaoxi heard the words, he immediately nodded in agreement. Seeing that Liu Dingchen and Huo Awu were fighting together, he hurriedly found a peach tree from a distance, sat cross-legged, and breathed in.
The fragrance of the flowers was fragrant and refreshing. After some exercise, he felt that the pericardium was like a stove, burning a furnace full of charcoal fire, making him hot and sweating. So he endured the discomfort and activated the innate and acquired Qi to flow in.
The pericardium brings out this heat flow; then it turns to the right blade and goes down the arm. It feels like the whole right arm is being roasted on a fire, and a faint "sizzling" sound can be heard.
After a few breaths, all the heat flow was transferred to the right palm. Yang Zhaoxi glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the right palm was red, and the crisscrossing lines on the palm had been burned to a brown color. The entire right palm seemed to be burned through a soldering iron, Yang Zhaoxi
There is no doubt that as long as a flammable object is touched at this time, a raging flame will be born.
Needless to say, the pain of burning heart fire. Yang Zhaoxi jumped up in pain, as if she had a hot potato in her hand and couldn't wait to hand it over to someone else.
I saw his feet leaping forward, and he rushed to Wang Jin in an instant. He held a sword in his left hand, protecting his vitals, and decisively blasted out with his right hand——
"Pfft~~~"
A deafening sound spread from the "Nirvana Pagoda". From the dozens of tiny tower windows, bundles of purple-red flames quickly poured out, and the flames connected into one piece, burning "Nirvana"
The pagoda is in full glory.
Wang Jin's complexion suddenly changed. He didn't know how this little Taoist priest's low moral conduct could arouse the "inner fire", but he was furious: "You little thief ruined my plan! I will fight you to the death today!"
"Oh? Did the royal envoy ever ask the slave family if you are allowed to be so arrogant?"
After the white light dissipated, Liu Xiaomu finally got out of the trap, shook his hair, stopped in front of Yang Chaoxi, and said teasingly.