As soon as Mu Yi and Fan entered, the pagoda began to vibrate violently, as if a force wanted to overturn it. Moreover, the pagoda was completely dark, with no windows, and even seemed gloomy. Even consciousness was suppressed here.
Mu Yi directly lit the fire lamp and illuminated the surroundings. The pagoda seemed even more empty, with only two shadows falling on the ground.
"Little monk, is this little Taoist priest next to you your support? Monks and Taoist priests are compatible, but what I hate most in my life are monks and Taoist priests, so you two little babies will stay with me this time.
Palace." Suddenly, a voice sounded, and along with this voice, a terrifying aura suddenly descended.
Mu Yi felt a sense of familiarity from this aura, which was obviously the same as the current Yan Qingru.
"Amitabha."
Facing this aura, Liao Fan opened his mouth and shouted the Buddha's name. Suddenly, a layer of golden light appeared on his body, offsetting the pressure. However, the golden light only covered the surface of his body. From the looks of it, it did not help Mu Yi.
the meaning of.
Mu Yi smiled slightly, and the lamp shone brightly, wrapping him in it, which also offset the pressure. This was barely a test. Obviously, if Mu Yi could not resist this pressure, he might not even be qualified to stand in front of the Ghost King.
nothing.
"Hey, little Taoist priest, there are some ways. Dedicate your lamp to me. I can give you eternal life and infinite strength." When Mu Yi was bearing the pressure with the lamp, the ghost king in the dark said.
He said softly, and then started to confuse him.
"Eternal life? Will I become a ghost like you? It's a pity, I still like to be a human being." Mu Yi retorted.
"If you don't know what is good or what is bad, I will pull out your soul and refine it with the fire of the Nine Netherworlds."
Although the other party did not say what would happen if he was refined by the Nine Nether Fire, Mu Yi could imagine that it would definitely be a form of capital punishment that would make life worse than death.
"Let's get started." Mu Yi did not continue tit-for-tat, but looked directly at Fan and said.
After all, no matter how much you say, it is useless. Unless the Ghost King can be completely sealed, he and Fan can get out of the tower alive. This is a confrontation with no retreat.
"Okay." Liao Fan nodded solemnly, obviously having completely approved of Mu Yi.
Then, Liao Fan took out an object, which seemed to be a finger bone, jade-colored. Mu Yi was no stranger to this situation, because he had been tempered by the lamp before, and had initially reached the level of golden muscles and jade bones, but
Compared with the finger bones in front of him, he was still far behind. The other person's bones were obviously mature and almost perfect.
This state also has a name, called Glazed Golden Body.
The reason why Mu Yi achieved the golden muscle and jade bone was mainly because of Xin Leng. He himself did not have any physical training method, and the Buddhists were the best at physical training. Once this kind of physical training was completed, it could even be called...
The Supreme King Vajra is indestructible.
Maybe Mu Yi can get a set of body-training techniques from Liao Fan this time.
"Jade bone relic? Back then, your master sacrificed himself to seal me again. Now you think you can seal me with a piece of finger bone he left behind. Little monk, you are too naive." Although the Ghost King was suppressed and sealed in
Under the pagoda, because the seal was damaged, she could see outside, so after Liao Fan took out the finger bone, she knew it immediately, but her tone clearly showed disdain.
"It is true that the jade bone relic left by the master cannot seal you again, but" Liao Fan said and suddenly threw the jade bone relic away. At the same time, a bright light bloomed from the top of the tower. This light then turned into a beam and fell.
On the finger bone relic, for a moment, the finger bone relic exuded a powerful aura, and then a shadow emerged from the finger bone. Judging from its appearance, it was a majestic old monk.
"Master."
"Wu Zhen!"
The voices of Liao Fan and the Ghost King sounded at the same time, and the identity of this illusory old monk was self-evident.
"Om mani padme hum!" The old monk didn't seem to be conscious. What was sealed in the finger bone relic was only part of his power. It would only be opened at a specific time. This was obviously the trump card he left behind when he sacrificed himself.
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"Buddhist six-character mantra?" Mu Yi immediately opened his eyes. Taoism has a nine-character mantra, and Buddhism has a six-character mantra. They are both powerful magical powers that can only be practiced after opening the throat chakra. Mu Yi has always envied this kind of magical power.
It's a pity that he hasn't opened his throat chakra yet, and whether it's a nine-character mantra or a six-character mantra, if there is no real inheritance, he will never be able to learn it.
The old Taoist left early, and all he left behind were things related to the Tao of Talisman. Therefore, if Mu Yi wanted to practice the Nine-Character Mantra or the Six-Character Mantra, he could only rely on himself.
Although he does not plan to become a monk, if there is an opportunity, he will definitely not miss it.
As Wu Zhen's six-character mantra was uttered, the tower was suddenly filled with light, and these lights carried a kind of oppression, causing the Nanming Lihuo on Mu Yi's body to shrink, and could only barely stick to the surface of Mu Yi's body.
This is not to say that the Six-Character Mantra is more powerful than Nanming Lihuo, but there is no comparability between the two. In the final analysis, Mu Yi's cultivation level is too low. If he has reached the second difficult peak, he can increase his salary.
If the power of the lamp is exerted, I am afraid that even the finger bone relics in front of me will be instantly reduced to ashes in the Nanmingli fire.
"Wuzhen, don't even think about it!" the ghost king's sharp voice sounded, and threads like spider webs gradually appeared in the light, and these threads densely covered the entire space.
"Luo!" Liao Fan said with a serious face, using his own strength to guide the thread like a spider web.
Then the endless threads fell down and seeped into the ground, but at the same time, black air emerged from the ground and stood in a stalemate.
"Quickly, use the light to extinguish her natal ghost energy." Liao Fan shouted loudly at this time. In fact, even if he didn't remind Mu Yi, he was already ready to do this.
Now he can basically understand Fan's plan. Using the finger bone relics left by Wu Zhen as a guide and the accumulated power of the pearl at the top of the pagoda, he can re-transform the formation and perfect it at the same time.
However, the Ghost King cannot just sit back and die, and will definitely struggle hard. With the Ghost King's strength, this seal will never be easy, otherwise Master Lingfan would not have sacrificed his life in the first place. I am afraid he knew that this was the only way to succeed.
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Liao Fan's inability to take action before was not because he was afraid of death, but because he knew very well that with his current strength, he could not reach the level of his master at the time. Even if he sacrificed himself, he might not succeed. Moreover, the Ghost King had already separated a trace of his soul. If
If Liaofan dies, I'm afraid Qianming Temple will be destroyed and the Ghost King will be released again. In that case, his sacrifice will be meaningless and even stupid.
However, in the end, Fan was allowed to wait until Mu Yi. The reason why he believed in Mu Yi was more because he had been observing the other party. He did not really start the seal until he was sure that he had the qualifications. Otherwise, such a big thing would not be possible.
How can it be decided with just one word?
Mu Yi heard Fan's words and without any hesitation, he directly activated Nan Ming Lihuo's fire in the Xin Lantern. Only Nan Ming Lihuo's fire could deal with the original ghost energy of the Ghost King.
I saw a blue flame emerging from the lamp, and the color was even deeper. As soon as the flame came out, the interior space of the pagoda became unstable, and even the silk thread array trembled slightly. As for the flame that had just emerged,
The ghostly energy that came was more like meeting a natural enemy and boiling violently.
"Nanming Lihuo? Damn it, how could such a thing appear in the hands of a little Taoist priest?" The ghost king said in a sharp voice with a hint of panic, even though she had known before that the lamp in Mu Yi's hand was a treasure, and even she
She also felt a hint of threat, so she directly flattered him, but she never thought that the so-called threat actually came from Nanming Lihuo, and looking at the Nanming Lihuo in front of her, it was the most original kind of fire.
Once anything involves the origin, it will not be simple. Including the original ghost energy of the Ghost King, the original fire of Nanming Lihuo, and even the original soul power of Mu Yi, to a certain extent, they all belong to the same level.
strength.
If it were the Ghost King's heyday, he might not be afraid of Nanming Lihuo's original fire at this moment, but because she had been sealed for so long, her power had been lost too seriously, and even her original ghost energy was not much left, so in this kind of situation
She obviously suffered a big loss in the collision.
"boom!"
Nanming Lihuo fell and immediately extinguished the original ghost energy that emerged. Faintly, Mu Yi even heard a scream, but then he put the original fire back into the lamp with a pale face, and his whole body shook even more.
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Although the original fire is powerful, it is still too difficult to control with Mu Yi's current power. Fortunately, the ghost king does not have much original ghost energy, otherwise both sides will suffer in the end.
"Stinky Taoist, I'm going to kill you, kill you." The angry roar of the Ghost King came from underground.
"King of Ghosts, today the monk will seal you completely, and then I will kill your soul. Let's see how arrogant you are." Liao Fan said loudly while controlling the formation. It's not that he couldn't hold back his composure.
Instead of scolding each other, the Ghost King deliberately attracted the Ghost King's attention.
"Dead monk, stinky Taoist priest, do you really think that this king can't do anything to you? Today I will show you my true power."
"No, be careful." Liao Fan seemed to know what was going to happen, so he reminded Mu Yi loudly.
"The Barrier of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"
At this moment, the Ghost King's voice came, and Mu Yi felt dazed for a while, and then his consciousness seemed to be pulled into another world, a world belonging to the Ghost King. It was eerie and terrifying, with a blood moon above his head.
There was endless ghostly energy swirling around, and there were countless ghostly shadows floating inside.
"Mu Yi, this is the barrier of ten thousand ghosts, a barrier formed by the ghost king's way. There is no body here. You and I only have consciousness. But if the consciousness is killed, the body will also die. I want to break the barrier.
, you need your consciousness to be strong enough to remember that everything is possible here." (To be continued)
