The moist wind is getting thicker and the rain curtain is getting thinner.
The heavy rain that lasted for more than half an hour finally showed signs of fatigue, and it started to get rough and slow.
The black clouds on the dome have disappeared, leaving only the gray sky. The west side is slightly white, and the light is a bit dazzling. It seems that the shadow of the sun hidden behind the clouds is trying to break through the barrier so that the light can shine down.
There is less rain falling on the trees.
Liu Xiaomu, who had shed her "Lin Guyue" skin long ago, saw that Yang Chaoxi turned away and refused to pay attention to her, so she straightened her sticky temples and said with a smile: "Little Taoist priest! You must be angry at my aunt for being out of touch with me."
You made a bad idea and lost the sword case by mistake, right or wrong?"
Yang Chaoxi, who still looked like the bandit "Lin Duyang", turned his face. The rubber mask had been burned beyond recognition, and paired with a pair of angry eyes, the misery was even more resentful:
"Liu Xiaomu, just now we were chased by a group of vassal soldiers on the trail like a dog chasing a rabbit. How dangerous and embarrassing! The sword box was not snatched away by them. After throwing it to you, it fell on the 'Sage of Yanshan' in the blink of an eye.
In my hand! I wasted a lot of effort and all my efforts were wasted..."
Seeing his angry look, Liu Xiaomu wanted to feel relieved. However, her attention was attracted by his miserable face and tattered robes. She couldn't help it and started laughing again with a "poof" sound.
Yang Chaoxi's eyes widened angrily, and his fists clenched loudly: "You, you can still laugh? If Xiaodao hadn't listened to your temptation, how could he have concealed his face and acted ugly, which was self-defeating? Not only master, but also senior brothers saw this
If I don't save him, even Senior Brother Fang of the 'Bone Crushing Dual Swords' will fight with me... Since I am seizing the sword, I will be fair and aboveboard, so what's the harm? Why do I need to suffer all this cowardice!"
"No, no!"
Liu Xiaomu stopped laughing, shook his head and said seriously, "If you show your true face to others, should you take the title of 'Shangqing Guanchong Lingzi'? Or should you give up the chivalrous name of 'Mangshan Warrior' Yang Chaoxi? Or should you recognize yourself?"
Zoroastrian Dharma protector? Staff member of Cui Mansion? Elder of Beggar Gang Keqing? Giggle!"
When Yang Zhaoxi heard this, his anger subsided slightly and he couldn't help scratching his head:
He was born in Mang Mountain. He practiced Taoism and martial arts at Shangqing Temple since he was a child. He even worshiped Master Chang Yuan as his teacher. After coming down from the mountain, he successively got involved with the Cui Mansion, Zoroastrianism, and the Beggar Gang. He even helped him several times.
Zoroastrianism is misunderstood by many people in the world as Zoroastrian Christians.
And once my identity is revealed, I am afraid that people with ulterior motives will follow the clues and look for trouble in Yangliu Villa, Shangqing Temple, Master, Cui Mansion, Beggar Gang, and Zoroastrianism. As expected, the implications are very wide, and I have to think twice.
But Liu Xiaomu and he pretended to be "male and female hegemons", which was tantamount to fabricating two bandits out of thin air. Not only did they start to attack, they no longer had any scruples. Even if they offended all the people on the bank, they only needed to
Take off the disguise and everything will be fine!
Thinking of this, Yang Chaoxi was about to pull off the mask, but suddenly stopped, looked at Liu Xiaomu and said: "The sword box has been surrounded, and it will be extremely difficult to seize it again! Besides, your skin has also been taken off.
Next, I'm afraid someone here has already figured out your identity. What should we do now?"
Liu Xiaomu, however, was not in a hurry. He took out two objects wrapped in lotus leaves from the Qiankun bag, threw one to him and said, "Why are you anxious? We have only seen half of the show. Let's eat something to calm down the shock."
Yang Zhaoxi took it easily, opened the yellow lotus leaves and took a look, it turned out to be two grilled chicken drumsticks with charred skin and tender inside. Suddenly, she felt the strong fragrance in her nostrils, and saliva filled her cheeks. She was not polite at the moment, holding the chicken drumsticks with lotus leaves, and started to eat
Start chewing.
Listening to Liu Xiaomu chewing chicken in his mouth, he continued vaguely: "Tao Zun said, 'If you want to take it, you must give it to it first.' Since everyone wants the 'Sword Like Water', let them fight for it for a while...
…Our 'male and female hegemons' only have to walk around, wait for them to die and get injured, and then go and grab the sword, wouldn't it be a lot easier?"
Yang Chaoxi gnawed on the chicken bones and nodded repeatedly. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the chaotic battle group not far away, and felt a bit of schadenfreude in his heart...
Inside and outside the crowd, the noise was like thunder.
Huo Xiantong stood up quickly holding the sword box, and the mud all over his body immediately flowed down his neck, chin, elbows, and corners of his clothes. Then he was washed away by the rain rushing towards his face, and his consciousness became much clearer in an instant. Although his crotch and knees were
There is still a dull pain in the bend, but it is no longer as unbearable as before.
Looking around, his golden eyes narrowed slightly, and he realized that he was surrounded by Li Changyuan and several veteran Taoists.
Some of these old Taoists held ink tanks, some took out bronze mirrors, some held canopy rulers, some waved mahogany swords, and some raised the imperial flag. They were all majestic and solemn.
In Li Changyuan's arm, there was an inconspicuous fly whisk, but it was the "Three Pure Mysterious Yellow Dust" that had frightened the demon clan in the past hundred years.
On the outer periphery were Taoist priests, monks, Mulan Guards, Bad Guards, Tianxiong Guards, Mail Guards, Camp Soldiers, Jianghu Rangers... Everyone's eyes were looking at the sword box in his arms from time to time.
Full of passion, greed, envy, desire, jealousy, and even murderous intent.
Huo Xantong had a pair of golden eyes, staring at the "Three Pure Mysterious Yellow Dust", feeling secretly terrified in his heart. He couldn't help but think of the scene when he was taught a lesson by this whisk a few years ago:
It was already the middle of winter, and Yanshan Mountain was covered with ice and snow. Huo Xiantong had been hungry for several days, so he had to go out to the cave to hunt. After patrolling for several days, he caught a doctor who went into the mountain to collect herbs. Just as he was about to have a feast, he was caught out of thin air.
The old Taoist opened it a few feet and rescued the doctor. The old Taoist with white hair and childish face called himself "Zhen Luofu", and what he was holding in his hand was this "Sanqingxuanyellow dust". It knew that it was difficult to defeat, so it immediately escaped after being injured.
Fortunately, he escaped with his life.
Thinking back now, I still have lingering fear. He immediately bared his teeth and looked cold, and said to Li Changyuan: "Where did you get this whisk? Who are you, Master Luofu?"
Li Changyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Zhen Luofu is the master of the family! This 'Three Pure Black Yellow Dust' was passed down by him personally. Monster, I think it is not easy for you to practice. If you are willing to keep the sword box, I will let you go."
.If you still insist on it, just stay here today!"
When Huo Xiantong heard the words, he immediately laughed ferociously: "Jiejie, Jiejie! Master Luofu certainly has some skills, but I don't know how much you have learned, and you dare to speak nonsense here?! We bumped into each other today. It's an eye-opener for God. Back then,
Today you will repay your master for hurting me!" After laughing, his mouth was bleeding, and he recited a curse in a deep voice, "咿嗽哽品~嗞马唵咚!嗈唝!哗唁..."
After finishing the curse, Li Changyuan and others only heard a "rustling" sound, and then saw a scalp-numbing yellow cloud rising from the pile of skeletons not far away.
The yellow clouds were not afraid of the wind and rain, and floated straight towards Huo Xian Tong. When they floated closer, they could clearly see that they were thousands of densely packed mustard borers!
Just when Li Changyuan and several veteran Taoists were alert and unaware of the reason, these mustard borers had attached themselves to the body of "Fat Man" Huo Xiantong and began to eat away at his hair, skin, and flesh.
In just a few breaths, Huo Xiantong quickly "lost weight" at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to the shape of the golden-eyed man. What was very different from before was that this golden-eyed man was covered in blood and had no human shape.
More like a terrifying "blood gourd".
The mustard borers that had sucked their flesh and blood became stronger and roared together, like the clouds in the sky when the sunset was disappearing. They flapped their cheerful blood wings and floated back to the pile of lifeless skeletons, like tired birds returning to their nests, following the many
The black holes in the eye sockets drilled back...
At this moment, "Blood Gourd" suddenly spoke with a cruel voice:
"Thank you for your hard work, I teach the World Honored One. Give me spiritual insects to strengthen my physical body.
Nourish them with blood, feed them with meat. Spiritual worms! Spiritual worms! I serve them with my body!
There are demons today who are offending our gods. Spiritual insects! Spiritual insects! We should destroy them quickly!"
Amidst the screams, the skeleton puppets also changed. The originally dark eye sockets all glowed with a gloomy green light. The skeletons scattered instantly and piled up into a low bone mound. The bone mound was restless.
After squirming a few times, it flowed towards the "blood gourd" like a huge green centipede.
The "blue centipede" crawled to the feet of the bronze body covered with Huoxian, then circled up, and instantly wrapped up the terrifying "blood gourd". The green light was curled with blood, shaped like a strange insect egg, which was shocking to look at.
It's scary to think about it.
Li Changyuan and several veteran Taoists had never seen such a thing that was neither human nor ghost, neither an insect nor a beast. For a while, they could not think of any way to deal with it, so they had to hold their magic weapons, fight with each other, and chant secrets.
Curse to guard against the sudden attack of this evil thing.
The "worm eggs" stood for a moment, then suddenly split into two groups - upper and lower.
The upper group of bones quickly gathered into a statue of the nameless Buddha with three heads and eight arms. All three heads were angry, and there were two connected "swastika" characters printed on their foreheads; some of the eight arms had double palm seals, and some held arms.
The bows were about to shoot, some were setting up bone trumpets, and some were holding blowing conchs... There seemed to be strange waves surging out of them.
The lower group of bones is gathered into a thirteen-petal rosette. Each hole on the rosette is a skull facing upward, shaped like a lotus seed. The teeth of the skull open and close, opening and closing, as if speaking silently, making people shudder.
.
The "Nameless World Honored One" whose bones have been gathered together is more than three feet tall, with a hole in his heart, and the "Blood Gourd" Huo Xian Tong is sitting cross-legged in it. The seals on his palms are changing, and there are words in his mouth. His body is getting bigger and smaller, and he looks like this "Nameless World Honored One".
The heart is average...
At this point, not only the hair of Li Changyuan and the others were all hairless, but also the people and horses surrounding them who were all fighting together gradually stopped holding their weapons and looked at each other in horror, turning pale with fright.
And the coveted "Water Sword" sword case is held in the palm of the "Unknown World Honored One". Together with the bow and arrow, the bone trumpet, the conch, the sutra pillar and other objects, it dances with the eight arms, suddenly far and now near.
Suddenly up and suddenly down.
Tian Chengsi, the king of Yanmen County, looked at the changing battle situation from a distance. He couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Holy Lord Yanshan! Since you have captured the sword, why don't you give it to me as soon as possible? What on earth are you doing?!"
What answered him was one of the angry-faced heads of the "Nameless Lord".
The arms under the head stretched the bow to its full capacity, and the bowstring in his hands immediately loosened. A giant arrow formed from the spine shot toward Tian Chengsi instantly like a spear!