Li Yu looked at the person in front of him. It was the leprous monk who designed to frame Xue Baochai at the foot of Jingyanggang.
He touched his bald head, laughed, and said: "You boy can run well. You are a loach in the Chinese zodiac. It's a pity that you are so cunning as a ghost, but Buddha finally caught you."
This monk is not only tall and tall, but also has an extremely strong figure. With his chest open, he looks like an accomplished monk.
He held a Zen staff in his hand, which was shining like gold and looked like nothing ordinary.
Li Yu narrowed his eyes and watched quietly, and said in an indifferent voice: "Well done, I was just looking for you, and I sent you to your door. What's the matter, are you trying to be a death activist?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were two whistling sounds beside the great monk, and two vines had sprouted from the ground, like green dragons and grass snakes, opening their mouths to bite people.
"I told you to be happy before you die."
The great monk didn't waste any time and directly took the photo with his vajra.
Li Yu ducked sideways, and a huge pit appeared on the ground, raising dust all over the sky.
The mangy monk laughed and said, "Don't you want to know who told me your whereabouts?"
"Headmaster Li, there is a traitor around you."
Li Yu chuckled, a light shield enveloped him, and eight clones appeared with a pinch of his finger.
The eight clones spoke together, "The Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass and the Peerless Cauldron are all mine. Are you angry? I also want to thank you. The Buddha's light in the Xue family's daughter helped me cultivate another magical power."
As soon as the scabby monk opened his mouth, Li Yu knew that he was going to disturb his mind.
At this level, the slightest distraction may determine the outcome.
He retorted, not considering the leakage of his whereabouts. This was not the time to be distracted. If you were not careful, you might fail.
The skinny-headed monk had superb skills and a high level of cultivation. From the two-element heart-forging formation he deployed, Li Yu knew that this was a formidable enemy.
The two vines suddenly dragged back, and the great monk moved backwards to avoid the disaster above his head, but the thorn points immediately pierced his shoulder blades!
With a bang, the Buddhist robes on the monk's arms shattered, revealing his arms. These arms were thicker than the calves of ordinary people, and the muscles on them were bulging, as strong as an ancient beast.
Lu Zhishen was not a strong man in front of him
I saw the big mouth of the vine biting his arm, but it couldn't hurt him at all.
The monk's body glowed with a golden light, and the vines were like biting iron, and even made a heavy sound.
"The Buddha killed you, made it into a human elixir, and drank it in one mouthful. All your luck, qualifications, and cultivation will belong to the Buddha."
The monk shouted loudly, and a golden Arhat appeared in front of him, holding a wooden fish and knocking it down. This golden Arhat was the angry-eyed Vajra of Buddhism, and the wooden fish in his hand was also a Buddhist treasure.
Now that he has used it, it is even more powerful than Bianji, even stronger than Guiji.
The leprosy-headed monk is also a person of Mahayana Buddhism. Li Yu knew it well. He must not be beaten by the golden Arhat. This magical wooden fish can hurt people's minds. Even if they don't die, it will affect their future cultivation. It is sinister.
Incomparable.
Lin Lingsu had told herself this at the beginning, telling herself to avoid Qiuji's hammer.
Li Yugang wanted to avoid it, but found that he was surrounded by the afterimages of the Arhat's golden body, making it impossible for him to avoid it.
After popping sounds, all his clones were shattered, leaving only one real body in the field, with a Tai Chi pattern appearing above his head.
Li Yu sneered, "You used the Death and Life Spirit Gathering Array to trap me, but you allowed me to understand yin and yang and take another step forward. Master, what great favor do I have to you to make you tirelessly help me practice?"
The leprosy-headed monk wanted to break Li Yu's moral integrity, and Li Yu also wanted to anger the monk, so he picked out the things that made him most angry.
The great monk was also very knowledgeable and experienced in fighting. He acted as if he hadn't heard anything and said nothing. He looked at the Tai Chi above Li Yu's head. After he finished the operation, the monk smiled.
He clasped his hands together, raised his head to the sky, and held out a six-sided umbrella. As soon as the umbrella came out, Li Yu felt a chill all over his body, and the air-conditioning was overwhelming.
There is only one possibility for such a magic weapon, which is to be refined by humans.
It's not a human body, but a soul. To be more precise, it's a wild ghost that refuses to rest in peace.
Things like wild ghosts are very pitiful. They are all people who died in a foreign land.
Zhang Chengfeng once told himself that when he was traveling around the world, when he encountered wild ghosts, he would usually try to escape them.
But not everyone is Zhang Chengfeng. Many evil cultivators like to collect the souls of wild ghosts and then refine magic weapons.
The moment the Soul Gathering Umbrella dispersed, strong resentment surged into the sky. Li Yu could not help but be secretly frightened when he noticed this power.
Why is there so much resentment?
Li Yu frowned. These resentful spirits generally would not have such great resentment towards innocent people.
Moreover, this is a magic weapon refined by many wild ghosts. His Yin spirit's death energy seems to have been hit by a huge wave.
Li Yu quickly put his two fingers together and drew a spell to purify the heaven and earth in front of him. After reciting the spell, the surrounding black energy was completely gone.
But from the umbrella above his head, a steady stream of resentment leaked out, seemingly endless.
The great monk watched all this with cold eyes. This time he was determined to kill Li Yu. He would only stop when he saw that his soul was completely destroyed.
Till death.
"Every step you take, you are taking away opportunities from others!" The great monk stood aside and said in a solemn voice: "Because there is no opportunity for you in this world!"
Li Yu was shocked and suddenly felt that what he said was right.
"You are an outsider, you do not belong here, and you will eventually perish here. The way of heaven has a certain number, and you are not included in the number. You come from the dust, and you will return to the dust." The monk chanted the true scripture, and his business was compassionate, like
I pity Li Yu.
Li Yu's consciousness was in a trance, and he felt a little sad.
I am not a normal practitioner and have never practiced hard. The five volumes of Taiping Qingling Book were all enlightened after entering the illusion.
Except for learning some simple alchemy skills from Zhang Chengfeng at the beginning, such as making a fireball, Li Yu never practiced hard.
This is very different from other monks.
He took the little saint Yuan Hong by force and took away the spiritual power of the Witch God;
Kill the evil star and gain merit;
Baochai, Keqing, Jinghuan, every step he takes is an opportunity.
Li Yu understood why there was no opportunity of his own in this world.
Because he doesn't belong here.
I see
wrong!
While Li Yu was immersed in the monk's words, a thought flashed through his mind: 'I am the Tao, and when you reach it, you will be me', and he became enlightened instantly.
Li Yu shouted loudly and said: "Heaven and earth are formless, and the future is chaos. Since I have appeared, there is a place for me to stand here, and there is my way!"
Li Yu's whole body was shaken and he was no longer affected by the mangy monk. This man was so good at fighting that Li Yu almost fell into his trap.
The leprosy-headed monk is still trying to destroy his Daoist heart. His intentions are really sinister.
Because there are cracks in the Taoist heart, even if this battle is won, there will be sequelae in the future.
The yin and yang Tai Chi above his head became more and more obvious. The monk grinned and raised his thick eyebrows: "If you are stubborn, let's see if the Buddha accepts you, the demon star."
The strange thing is that after the mangy monk failed to escape, he was not discouraged, but became more and more happy.
His smile was very charming. Although the monk looked upright, it made Li Yu feel a little cold.
"Come here if you have the ability. Stop making noise and trying to mess with my Taoist mind. You're not even close." Li Yu said.
There were more and more resentful spirits in front of him, and Li Yu once wondered if his broken umbrella was connected to some ancient battlefield.
I remembered that when I was in Chibi, Li Yu had saved countless ghosts in one fell swoop. At that time, he just used ordinary requiem spells.
But now that the Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra has been used, this is one of the eight great divine mantras, and it cannot be transcended.
Where does all this resentment come from?
It must be because of that broken umbrella
Li Yu stared at the Soul Gathering Umbrella and began to think in his mind that it must be destroyed!
The great monk shook his head and said with a smile: "Are you still complacent, thinking that you are the chosen one, that you have understood the way of yin and yang after completing five volumes of Qingling Book?"
"Let me tell you, this was designed by Lord Buddha. Do you know who is in that tomb? Hahahaha"
Li Yu felt a chill in his heart and said, "Bai Qi."
He now fully understood why the Death and Life Spirit Gathering Formation led him to the tomb of Lord Wu An.
This Lord Wu An is Bai Qi. He killed too many people in his life. These resentful spirits are probably collected and refined from the souls of people killed by Bai Qi, specifically to deal with him.
"Not bad, I really made you guess it."
Li Yu stared at the monk and said, "You led me into Bai Qi's cemetery, swallowed the death energy, and cultivated Yin and Yang. Just to use this soul gathering umbrella to deal with me?"
The monk was startled for a moment, then clapped his hands, "That's right, that's right, my mind is spinning so fast. As you expected, in this soul-gathering umbrella, I have worked so hard to collect 400,000 resentful souls."
"How's it going? Lord Buddha has been kind to you, right? He asked you to be a wise man before your death. These formations and methods were originally meant to deal with a powerful person, but today you picked them up."
"It's your fate to die in this situation." The mangy monk seemed to feel a little pity, looked at Li Yu and sneered.
The person he originally wanted to deal with with this method was a real enemy, someone who could threaten his life or death.
Although Li Yu cut off his beard twice, there was no threat to his life. Li Yu didn't even know who this mangy monk was and what his purpose was.
The black energy was approaching, and these resentful spirits were very sensitive to Bai Qi's aura. They had been unable to return home for so many years, and all their resentment floating in a foreign land was released, directed at Li Yu.
They tried their best to squeeze towards Li Yu. If they broke the shield of the Pure Heaven and Earth Curse, Li Yu would definitely die.
There are too many resentful spirits. If you can't think of a way to escape, you will be trapped here forever.
He stirred up the wind and dust with his palms, and a spiral energy suddenly burst out, blasting away the black energy in time. Li Yu stepped back, staggering a little, but his back was touched by the death energy.
There was a burst of green smoke coming from his back, and there was the smell of burning meat.
"Yinhuo!" Li Yu gritted his teeth and said, "You are a disciple of Buddhism, why are you so vicious in your methods?"
The monk had already begun to laugh, although his eyes were still fixed on Li Yu, just in case he had other ways to escape.
Li Yu didn't intend to move. The surroundings were full of death energy, and the only pure land around him was this.
His expression gradually changed from calm and calm, to a sinking face, and then to a state of panic that could not be concealed.
The monk felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. This little Taoist priest had repeatedly done bad things to him.
From the beginning of the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass, he had no intention of letting Li Yu live.
Who would have known that before he made a move, this guy would take away the cauldron he had carefully prepared.
If hatred could be measured, he hated Li Yu more than all the other people in the world put together.
Seeing that the black energy was about to entangle Li Yu, the monk's eyelids relaxed a little, and he wanted to sacrifice the next treasure, take Li Yu back to death, and make a human elixir.
After making the human elixir, as long as he takes it, all the opportunities he has taken away from him will come back to him.
Thinking of this, the great monk couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Decades of arrangement and decades of hard work were almost completely destroyed by this kid.
The leprous monk secretly felt cruel in his heart. After killing Li Yu, he destroyed his sect and tortured his women to death one by one.
Just when he thought he was about to trap Li Yu to death, something unexpected happened. Almost instantly, the ground suddenly shook.
Behind the skinny-headed monk, four clay figures appeared. They carried a coffin on their backs and ran away. These clay figures were extremely fast, and their feet seemed to be integrated with the earth. They did not lift their feet, but seemed to
Surfing in the dirt.
All the resentful spirits turned around to chase after them, and Li Yu took the opportunity to take action, stabbing the monk between his brows with a bit of ice and cold light.
If he were hit this time, the monk would have no chance of survival.
It's a pity that he escaped.
The monk relaxed and did not guard against this hand, so he quickly moved to avoid it.
The ice needle pierced his shoulder, and a cold current flowed from the skinny-headed monk's meridians, filling his limbs and bones in an instant.
The leprosy-headed monk, who had long since cultivated himself to be invulnerable to cold and heat, was trembling all over, and his teeth were clenched and kept clashing.
Li Yu's respect for the name "Wu Anjun" made him not choose to refine the sarcophagus, but just breathed in a little death energy.
No matter which Wu'an Lord it was, Li Yu didn't want to refine their corpses. Not only that, he also used clay figures to carry the sarcophagus away, so as not to make too much noise when he broke the formation and startled the people in the sarcophagus.
Just because of this, he escaped. He had been acting just now, waiting for the monk to relax his vigilance, and then give him a fatal blow.
People like the Great Monk don't understand why some people can greatly increase their cultivation, but can't bear to refine it.
In his opinion, Li Yu, like him, is a person who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals. It's no wonder that the mangy monk thinks so. Li Yu's consistent performance shows that this person has no bottom line.
For the sake of the spirit of the shaman god, he could wreak havoc in southern Xinjiang and steal hundreds of millions of saints in southern Xinjiang.
"Why?" As soon as the great monk spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into ice before it even hit the ground.
Xia Chan was speechless, and the mangy monk still couldn't figure it out, "It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense."
"We are different." Li Yu chuckled and said, "Because I am a serious person."
