All the monks were sitting still with their eyes closed.
Only a fat, pot-bellied monk wearing a golden monk's robe sat on a gorgeous pure gold chair at the top, looking out at the people coming outside.
"Snapped……"
The Taoist walked into the main hall holding a bamboo stick.
The bay-red horse stopped behind him in the rain.
The girl riding a tiger stepped in after him.
Just when the Taoist stepped into the main hall with one foot and stepped on the stone tiles of the main hall, the big-bellied monk at the top spoke:
"Who is coming?"
The sound was as loud as thunder, reverberated with its own resonance, and had a solemn and solemn feeling that made people unable to help but let go of their hearts.
The monks in the hall were still chanting sutras with their eyes closed.
After the thunderous sound passed, their chanting seemed to become clearer and clearer. The sound echoed in the hall, and even every syllable became substantial, as if it was drilling into the ears.
"..."
Song You scratched his ears and couldn't understand what they were saying, so he just replied: "You know who I am and why I'm here."
When the pot-bellied monk heard this, his eyes widened.
"Since you have seen the World Honored One, why don't you worship him?"
This sound was even louder, already deafening, and echoed endlessly in the hall. For a moment, the sound waves were like waves, beating people's eardrums back and forth.
Sanhua Empress is better off. She has been with Song You for a long time and has experienced the real thunder of Thunder God. Naturally, she will not be easily frightened by his little tricks. However, the tiger riding under her cannot bear it and hears this sound.
Then the calf suddenly became weak, and the tiger suddenly fell to the ground. This made the little girl puzzled for a while, and she quickly turned her head sideways to see what was wrong with it.
Song You just said one sentence——
"Pretending."
When the pot-bellied monk heard this, he became furious.
"Be bold!"
At the same time, the monks below also opened their eyes one by one, and they all stared at the Taoist and the Sanhua Empress who kept tapping the demon tiger behind him in an attempt to make it stand up.
Many monks knew very well that this Taoist was here to steal their treasure, and he might even take their lives. It didn't matter if he didn't take their lives. There was no difference between taking the treasure and killing them. The scene just now was just for
Gaining the upper hand in momentum - fighting is inherently mysterious, and sometimes this is very important, as it determines the final outcome, life or death.
However, at this time, I found that I and others could not suppress them at all, and could only suppress the demon tiger, so some things were naturally unnecessary.
It’s just that the momentum that should be there still needs to be maintained.
Then he saw the big-bellied monk at the head looking around and said bluntly: "Which Bodhisattva will capture this person for me?"
"..."
A tall and thin monk stood up silently, clasped his hands, and murmured an unintelligible Buddhist chant. Then he picked up a dagger with a Western style from the side. The silver scabbard was covered with precious stones.
"laugh!"
The monk didn't waste any time. He immediately pulled out his sword and recited a spell in the local dialect.
"Decapitating sword, decapitating sword, chop off his head!"
"brush!"
The sword immediately came out of his hand and flew up.
Then the sword was seen flying wildly in the hall, spinning itself and flying in circles around the hall, flying faster and faster, and the whole hall was filled with the sound of breaking through the air.
"laugh……"
Wherever the sword passed, it brought up a strong wind, and all the monks bowed their heads.
Sanhua Empress also raised her head and stared at him.
After several turns like this, it aimed at the target and flew towards the Taoist's head.
The sword rotates and can chop off the head of a big demon.
The Taoist just raised his staff and struck.
"Bang!"
There was a sound like the clash of gold and iron, and the menacing sword was knocked out again.
It spins when it comes, and it spins when it goes.
During this period, I encountered a pillar in the main hall. No matter how thick the pillar was, it could be easily crossed. It couldn't even be described as cutting tofu. The pillar in front of it was like a figment of illusion. Cutting through the pillar was like cutting through the air.
When he landed on the ground, he met another monk. The monk hurriedly avoided it. Anyone who came into contact with the sword would have his hands, feet, and waist cut off no matter how high he was.
It wasn't until the hilt hit the ground and bounced a few times that the sword fell to the ground.
All the monks in the hall were shocked when they saw this.
The Taoist held the bamboo stick in front of him and looked at it carefully. He was also a little surprised -
A gap was cut out of the bamboo stick!
This bamboo stick has been with him for more than ten years, and he never leaves it easily. It is nourished by the spiritual temperature day and night, and is imbued with aura. It has already become extraordinary. When he blocked the sword just now, he injected extra spiritual power into it, so
It was as hard as a diamond and was indestructible, but unexpectedly, it was still cut open by the sword.
It's a good magic weapon...
The Taoist stroked the gap in the bamboo stick with his thumb and rubbed it back and forth. After a few times, the bamboo stick returned to its original state.
At the same time, the tall and thin monk frowned. Taking advantage of the opportunity when he was checking the bamboo staff, he held the scabbard in one hand and pointed at the sword with the other, chanting a spell to it again, urging the sword to meet the enemy again.
However, the sword was indeed obedient and flew up, spinning slowly in circles in the hall. But after just one circle, the speed became slower and slower. When the tall and thin monk urged it to chop off the Taoist's head, it simply banged.
It fell to the ground with a sound and never got up again.
The tall and thin monk fell silent for a moment.
"Don't be so presumptuous!"
A strong monk stood up instantly, holding a golden bead larger than an egg in his hand.
Maybe it would be better to call it Jindan.
"Buzz..."
The golden elixir suddenly emitted golden light. Under the bath of golden light, the monk's hair, skin, and robes all gradually turned golden, and he became a golden man in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!"
The golden man stepped forward, not knowing how heavy his body was. Every step he took made a rumble, and the earth cracked inch by inch.
For a moment, I thought it was Jin Lingguan.
The golden man quickly rushed to the Taoist man.
The Taoist still raised his stick a little.
"Bang..."
The golden man's steps immediately stopped. Then wherever the bamboo stick hit him, his whole body began to be covered with cracks. His supposedly indestructible body suddenly fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces, still like gold and iron.
"Baby, baby! Cover his eyes and ears!"
A monk was chanting to an object made of jasper, whether it was an oil pot or a water bottle.
"Kacha..."
The jasper also cracked and broke into two halves.
Everyone in the hall became obviously panicked. They all started to take out the magic weapons in a hurry. They didn't follow any order. They just chanted incantations together, cast spells, and threw treasures. They all showed their magical powers to kill this man.
To kill here, there were many who attacked the girl.
For a moment, the hall was filled with chaotic sounds.
There are also various magic weapons and auras in the sky.
It's just that these magical treasures can be used to deal with people who are weaker than them. They can be used to deal with people who are similar to them. They can also be used to deal with people who are similar to them. They can even fight for them against stronger people. However, when facing Taoists, it is
It has no effect, and many magical treasures even malfunction directly, or are damaged as soon as they are started to be used.
"Golden Cone! Take this Taoist's head!"
"Bang!"
A "Bodhisattva" who was almost the only one under the pot-bellied monk knocked on the table with a golden cone and stared closely at the Taoist.
"The golden cone is useless!"
As soon as the monk was stunned, the golden cone flew out from his hand.
By the time he reacted, the golden awl in his hand had already been in the Taoist's hand.
"All Bodhisattvas, come together!"
The monk shouted, stood up and rushed towards him.
The status of this monk should be very high. From the moment he shouted, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction. All the monks who were sitting upright stood up with him, regardless of the "Bodhisattva" image.
Some of them kept their human form with distorted faces, some tore off their monk robes and transformed into their true bodies, all of them rushed towards the Taoist.
At that time, there were gray wolves, snow leopards, brown bears, black bears, elk, bison, etc. in the hall. Those that transformed into their true forms were all wild beasts or large animals. After practicing for many years, their true forms became even larger, almost crushing the hall.
The girl riding the tiger's expression became concentrated, and she immediately waved the small flag in her hand.
"Roar!"
The three monsters outside the hall suddenly rushed forward. Their huge bodies directly smashed the door of the hall, broke the pillars, and rushed into the pile of monsters.
Followed by several stone giants, their steps were extremely fierce.
"boom!"
The main hall was almost destroyed.
It's just that the moral conduct of these "Bodhisattvas" is not low. The monsters and stone giants that were once invincible and invincible at the foot of the mountain began to lose their ability among these "Bodhisattvas".
At this moment, the Taoist took out the small flag from the girl's hand.
"Well……"
The girl was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and let go of her hand.
"Sanhua Empress doesn't have enough mana, so I'll lend her some so that Sanhua Empress can see her army of monsters in advance."
The Taoist held the flag and waved it casually.
"Peng!"
It really seemed like a cloud of darkness had spread out, so dark that no other color or light could be seen.
The black mist surged continuously and fell to the ground.
Monsters appear out of thin air, all of them are their true form.
"Roar!"
The palace on the top of the mountain was already crumbling. Then a huge arm with long black hair came out of the roof with a bang, lifting the tile beams. Then a pair of antlers also pierced the roof of the palace, and then a pair of water-like arms were seen.
A thick black snake stuck out its upper body from the tank, and a huge crane flew out.
"Rumble..."
The palace gradually collapsed and turned into rubble.
Before you know it, the top of the mountain is full of monsters.
These monsters are all the original body, and they can only be the true body. In a trance, they are back in the palace in the Qingtong Forest in the north of Yuezhou.
It's just that these monsters are now on the Taoist side.
As soon as the two sides met, they fought fiercely.
The battlefield was crowded at the beginning, but in just an instant, the two sides expanded the battlefield from the top of the mountain to the entire mountain. Amidst the roaring sounds, the lightning flashes and the ravages of wind and rain, the walls of the courtyard began to collapse, and the palaces were quickly crushed in the fighting.
It was flat, as if the whole mountain was shaking.
One side is the disciple of the great demon Liu Shen who is the closest to the ancient power in the world, and the other side is the "Buddhas" of the demon country that has been hidden for many years in the Western Regions.
When it comes to Taoist cultivation, these "Buddhas" are not as good as Liu Shen's disciples. When it comes to magical methods, these "Buddhas" in the Western Regions are far inferior to the monsters with ancient inheritance from the Central Plains. It's just that these monsters died and were collected into the flag.
After that, the battle itself had to be compromised, and the magic methods were almost eliminated, and these "Buddhas" had the advantage of magical weapons and numbers, and for a while the two sides were inseparable.
Song You didn't even look at it, he just bent down and put the flag back into Empress Sanhua's hand.
At this time, there were only ruins left in the main hall. On the ruins was a huge pure gold chair, which flashed golden light in the thunderstorm. On the chair sat a fat monk with a big belly, and there was a colorful glazed platform in front of it.
The pot-bellied monk was very alert and stared at him.
The Taoist looked at him calmly.
Then he reached out and made a move——
The aura of water on the glass platform immediately started to move.
"!"
The pot-bellied monk suddenly became anxious, his eyes widened, he stood up quickly, waved his hand to stop Lingyun from leaving, and then waved his hand to summon a gust of yellow wind, which caused the sky and earth to change color, and the thunderstorm stopped.