But it is said that Liang Yan learned from the mouth of the Lord Tianmu that the evil spirits besieged Yuzhu Mountain, so he walked all the way west and rushed to Yuzhu Mountain without stopping.
He didn't want to sacrifice his escaping light in a high place, lest the evil spirits would find his traces. He just walked close to the ground, through the mountains and forests, which was much slower.
After driving for two days and two nights, I passed through a dense forest and suddenly smelled the smell of blood. I couldn't help but frown slightly.
"This place is close to Yuzhu Mountain. Could it be a fight between overseas monks and Yuzhu Mountain disciples? If that is the case, I have to take care of it."
Thinking of this, Liang Yan clicked on the escape light and followed the smell of blood into the dense forest. When he walked deep into the forest, he suddenly heard the sound of Buddhist singing.
The Buddha's voice is faint, ethereal and clear, as if he is saving all sentient beings.
Liang Yan became even more curious, so he walked forward and saw a fat white monk, wearing monk's robes and a bag wrapped around his waist, sitting cross-legged on the ground, lowering his head and chanting sutras.
Lying in front of him was a woman in palace attire. She was tall and beautiful, but she had a big hole in her chest. She had obviously been dead for a long time.
Look at the monk again, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, with a look of compassion on his face. He was chanting sutras and turning his prayer beads, and seemed to be offering salvation to the dead nun.
Liang Yan did not come forward to disturb him, but stopped nearby and remained silent.
After a while, the monk completed his salvation, chanted the Buddha's name, and stood up from the ground.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for allowing me to save this poor woman." The monk said with a sad expression.
"No need to thank you."
Liang Yan glanced at him and said in a calm voice: "Who are you? Why are you here? And who is that female cultivator on the ground?"
"Haha, we met by chance, but my fellow Taoist asked me three times to find out my details. Isn't it a bit rude? Besides, I don't know your origin, so how can I tell you anything." The monk said calmly.
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded: "I'm being rude. I am Di Wu, a casual cultivator in Xiling. I wonder if you are willing to reveal my identity?"
"Di Wu?"
The monk frowned and thought for a while, obviously thinking about the name. After a moment, he shook his head and said: "I haven't heard of it, but since my Taoist friend said it, I can't hide it. I am a casual cultivator in Jinding Mountain.
The name of the Dharma is 'Wanji'."
"It turns out it's Taoist friend Wanji. I'm so glad to meet you. This is the boundary of Yuzhu Mountain. I wonder why my friend is here?" Liang Yan then asked.
After hearing this, the monk sighed and said: "Yuzhu Mountain is the pillar of the righteous path. Now that there are difficulties, how can the young monk not come?"
"You also know that Yuzhu Mountain is besieged?" Liang Yan was a little surprised.
"Of course, although the young monk is a casual cultivator, he has a wide range of friends. A few days ago, a monk from thirteen overseas islands was captured by my friend. Only then did I know that a group of demons gathered at the foot of Yuzhu Mountain. It turned out that the army of 'Beiming' was attacking from the east to the west, and planned to
The surprise attack on Yuzhu Mountain only blocked the news, and Nanxuan's army did not know about it."
When he said this, he paused and then said: "Now that the world is in chaos and the north and the south are fighting, if Nanxuan loses, the young monk can no longer be a free and easy monk, so he discussed with a few friends and came to Yuzhu Mountain together.
Help boxing."
"That's it." Liang Yan nodded, and his tone softened a lot: "To be honest with fellow Taoist, Di actually plans to go to Yuzhu Mountain to help out, but I am weak and weak, so my heart is inevitably sad. But after meeting fellow Taoist today,
I also know that I am not alone."
"Seriously? Haha!"
Wan Ji looked surprised and said with a smile: "I don't want to meet a like-minded person here. This is Nan Xuan's luck and the luck of the righteous path!"
Liang Yan also smiled slightly, but he immediately turned his eyes, pointed at the female cultivator on the ground, and asked: "I just saw that fellow Taoist was grieving and couldn't bear to disturb me. I wonder who she is?"
Mentioning the woman behind him, Wan Ji looked sad again and sighed: "Actually, I met this woman by chance and didn't know her. She had been dead for a long time when I came here, but judging from her clothes, she should be from Yuzhushan
Disciple, maybe there was a war here, and this woman wanted to break out and leave, but was killed by the demons from the Thirteen Islands overseas, and ended up in this tragic situation."
Having said this, he clasped his hands again, looked sad, and pronounced the Buddha's name.
"Dead people cannot be resurrected. Master is compassionate, but there is no need to blame yourself too much." Liang Yan comforted him, crossed the silence, walked to the body of the female cultivator, and observed it intently for a moment.
Suddenly, with a slight flick of his finger, a token flew out of the female cultivator's sleeve and landed in the palm of his hand. He saw a name written on the wooden token, which was: Meng Lan.
He touched the token, but felt that the residual warmth was still there, so he put the token into his sleeve calmly.
"The period of 'Xuan Yin Chong Du' is approaching, and we must hurry up to avoid missing the time, and then the trip will be in vain." Liang Yan said, pinching the magic formula in his hand, and was about to control the escape light and leave.
"Wait a minute!"
Monk Wanji called out from behind, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "It seems that fellow Taoist Di is impatient. The young monk understands your mood very well. It's just that now Yuzhu Mountain is surrounded by demons and is completely surrounded. You are alone."
We are alone and weak. Even if we rush to Yuzhu Mountain, how can we get through the heavy blockade of the Beiming Army and join the fellow Taoists in Yuzhu Mountain?"
When Liang Yan heard this, he stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "Since Taoist Fellow Daoist said this, does he have a good plan?"
"It's not a good strategy, but it's a clumsy one." Monk Wanji smiled and said: "The young monk has a wide range of friends. I am not the only one who came to Yuzhu Mountain to help me this time. There are also Beihai Kong Rang, Cuiling Mountain Suzaku Mingwang,
The Jinling laymen in Luoxia Valley are all casual practitioners, and they usually live in seclusion. Now that the world is in chaos, they also want to do their best. They have made an appointment with the young monk to come to Yuzhu Mountain to help with boxing. If Fellow Daoist Di does not dislike it, he can
Let's go together, little monk. As long as everyone gathers in one place, we will be more confident of passing through the blockade of Beiming's army."
"Is there anyone else coming to Yuzhu Mountain?" Liang Yan had a look of surprise on his face.
"Amitabha."
Monk Wanji clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha's name, "When the calamity of killing comes, no one can stay out of it. What difference does it make if the calamity comes one day earlier or one day later?"
"That's right." Liang Yan nodded and said, "In that case, please ask fellow Taoist to lead the way."
"please!"
Monk Wanji smiled slightly and led Liang Yan out of the dense forest and headed southwest.
In just a few hours, the two of them arrived outside a valley. The valley was surrounded by mountains on all sides, with only a small stream passing through the valley and leading deep into the valley.
"It's inside." Monk Wanji pointed to the entrance of the canyon and explained: "This place is close to Yuzhu Mountain. To be on the safe side, a blinding technique has been used outside the valley. Unless the Patriarch of Transformation is approaching, he cannot see inside.
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After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded and said, "It should indeed be so! Along the way, I did not fly at high altitudes. I was just afraid of being peeked by evil spirits. I should be more careful in such an important place."
"Haha." Wan Ji smiled and said, "It's getting late. The other fellow Taoists must have been waiting inside for a long time. Let's go in too."
"good."
Liang Yan did not hesitate, and walked on the water with Wan Ji, following the stream into the valley.
The journey was uneventful. We passed through the canyon and reached the depths of the valley. We saw birds singing and flowers fragrant all around, and there were rugged rocks, but not a single human figure. How could there be any "fellow Taoist" there?
Liang Yan's face suddenly darkened and he shouted: "Wan Ji, didn't you say they were all here? Why is there no one there?"
Wan Ji showed a strange smile at this time.
"Fellow Daoist Di, Yuzhu Mountain is not a good place to go. How about sleeping here forever?"
"What do you mean?" Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Hahaha!"
Wan Ji suddenly burst into laughter: "I laugh at you for your shallow mind, so you have such knowledge and want to go to Yuzhu Mountain to die? Why not refine your flesh and blood for me to increase the power of the magic weapon, and this cultivation will not be in vain!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure gradually became invisible, and then was blown away by the surrounding breeze, completely disappearing.
Liang Yan's expression changed drastically, and despite the taboo of being able to fly in the air, he activated his escape light to rise into the sky, trying to escape from the valley.
At this moment, the wind and clouds suddenly surged in the valley, the ground trembled and the mountains shook. Thousands of golden lights emitted from the mountain walls on all sides, and the stone fragments fell down, revealing their true appearance, which turned out to be a huge golden bowl!
Liang Yan was flying halfway when he suddenly felt a huge force under his feet. When he looked down, he saw several rays of golden light shooting out from the bottom of the golden bowl, entangled his feet to death, and no matter how hard the escape light pushed him, he could not break free.
"Hahaha!"
Silent laughter could be heard in the distance.
He had appeared outside the valley a long time ago. At this moment, he looked at Liang Yan, who was surrounded by golden light, laughed several times, and shouted: "You are just a casual cultivator, you are not overestimating your capabilities, so you can stay here!"
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the golden bowl flipped up and Liang Yan was placed upside down inside.
After reciting several spells, the golden bowl quickly shrank, flew upward, and landed in Wan Ji's hand.
"Hehe, as long as you enter this golden bowl of mine, no matter how many difficulties you go through, you will eventually turn into blood!"
Wan Ji was so proud that he took out three talismans from his sleeves, placed them on the golden bowl one by one, and shook them with his hand. He only waited for the person inside to be refined by the golden bowl, which would increase the power of the magic weapon.
But at this moment, a sneer came from behind:
"What a magic weapon!"
Wan Ji was just feeling proud when he suddenly heard this familiar voice and didn't react immediately.
But immediately, his hair stood on end!
Turning around suddenly, I saw a man in gray clothes standing behind him, with a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a bit of teasing.
"You, didn't you enter my 'Lost God's Bowl'?" Wan Ji had an unbelievable expression on his face.
After hearing this, Liang Yan sneered and asked instead, "Are all the monks from the thirteen overseas islands as stupid as you?"
"you!"
Wan Ji was so angry that he took off the bag from his waist, waved his hand, and the bag floated high into the sky. He opened the mouth of the bag and released an infinite amount of wind!
The powerful wind swept in from all directions, splitting the mountains and cutting through the void, like an inverted tornado, trying to drag Liang Yan into it.
"Little tricks!"
Liang Yan snorted coldly and remained motionless, only pointing with his right hand.
A ray of sword energy burst out from the fingertips, instantly passing through the nine-layered wind, and when it arrived in front of the bag, with a "swish" sound, the bag was pierced through!
"My 'kamikaze bag'!"
Wan Ji paused and beat his chest, his face full of pain.
But he didn't have time to feel sad. When he saw sword energy coming one after another in mid-air, he was so frightened that he flew out of his wits and tried to escape.
"Want to run?"
Liang Yan's eyebrows split open, and a black light shot out, covering the silence, making him unable to move!
Wan Ji was horrified in her heart, and when she saw the sword energy rushing behind her, she gritted her teeth and crushed a Buddhist bead on her wrist to explode.
A cloud of ghost mist filled the air from the broken Buddha beads. It first blocked Liang Yan's celestial eyes, and then rushed into the air, turning into evil ghosts with teeth and claws. There were hundreds of them, and they rushed towards his sword.
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Brush! Brush! Brush!
In the mid-air, sword energy was flowing horizontally and evil spirits were tumbling. The two sides exchanged several moves, and in a short time they were evenly matched.
Liang Yan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw this scene.
"What a compassionate monk, but he turned out to be an evil ghost!"
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and an invisible sword light emerged from the Taixu Gourd, and in an instant, it reached the top of Wanji's head.
Wan Ji crushed the beads and used his own energy to activate the secret treasure. Although he blocked Liang Yan's sword energy, his aura was also much weaker.
He couldn't see the invisible sword light, and when he saw that Liang Yan didn't chase him, he just thought that this person had exhausted all his means and could not keep him for the time being, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
"This person is strange and treacherous. I don't know where he came from. The so-called good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences. He should first avoid his sharp edges and find other fellow Taoists, and then he can bring bad luck to this person!"
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wanji didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and turned into an escaping light, ready to soar into the sky and walk away.
But he had just flown less than a hundred feet, when a breeze seemed to be blowing in front of him, and his body split into two halves in the middle, with one half running eastward and the other half running westward.
"Huh?"
Wan Ji was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain.
The two "Wanji" looked at each other at the same time, and saw that the wounds were neat and uniform, with blood hanging in the air, but their internal organs had already been riddled with holes from the sword energy.
"ah!"
It was only then that a scream was heard in the air, and together with the scream, blood spurted out wildly, as if there was a bloody rain.
Liang Yan didn't waste any time. He pinched the sword in his hand, and the invisible sword light circled in mid-air, cutting Wanji's body into ashes. He also killed the soul and true spirit together, leaving no trace left.
After a while, there was only a golden bowl, a broken cloth bag, a bunch of missing Buddhist beads and a storage ring left in the air.
Liang Yan moved his hand to collect all these things in front of him, then searched the storage ring with his spiritual consciousness, and soon understood the identity of the monk.
It turns out that this monk is not called "Wan Ji", but his real name is "Wantong". He is a monk from Guifu Island among the thirteen overseas islands. Because he is good at refining weapons and has many magic weapons in his hands, he is also nicknamed "Monk Duobao".
Ranked fourth among Buddha Islands.
On this trip, he was also ordered by the owner of Guifu Island to come to Yuzhu Mountain to participate in the siege. When passing through the dense forest, he happened to bump into Menglan who had broken out of Yuzhu Mountain.
Poor Meng Lan, a mere disciple of the Tongxuan Realm, how could he be the opponent of this evil monk? He was easily subdued!
Most of the disciples of Yuzhu Mountain are outstanding in appearance and graceful, and this Menglan is no exception. When Wantong saw her beauty, he became lustful and was about to do something unruly, but unexpectedly Liang Yan entered the dense forest at this time!
That Wantong is not a lustful person, he has already weighed the pros and cons in an instant.
He decisively killed Meng Lan, pretending to be saved, but secretly released the golden bowl. He only wanted to trick Liang Yan into the golden bowl with sweet words, and then kill people to seize the treasure.
This is not the first time that Vantone has implemented such a vicious plan, and it can be said that it is a familiar road.
It's just that he didn't expect that a murderer came!
Liang Yan had already noticed the clues when he entered the dense forest, and he pretended not to know it just to lure out his accomplices. Wantong thought he had covered Liang Yan with a golden bowl, but he didn't know that it was just him using "Gui Yi Jue"
It’s just the incarnation of concentration.
This is also the calamity that should have happened in Wantong's destiny. After all the mechanisms were exhausted, the "Monk with Many Treasures" finally became the "Monk with Gifts of Treasures"!