Chapter 41: Please, God
The battle in the cave has reached the point of white heat, and Chen Xian, who is covered in blood, has never thought about it...... Anomalous beings can fucking use Taoism!
At the moment when the old man got up and pounced, Chen Xian saw very clearly that he pinched a spell, and then chanted a few inaudible incantations, and then took out a copper coin sword from his waist and slashed at himself.
"What the hell are you?" Chen Xian couldn't help but ask again, looking at the old man in front of him who had lost his human form, he only felt that he had never had such a headache, "Are you alive or dead?" ”
There's a heartbeat, there's a pulse, there's breathing.
It has all the vital signs that a normal human being should have.
But judging from the appearance, this old man is definitely not compatible with the living.
There was pungent and fishy pus flowing from the cracks of the cuticle tissue on its face like fish scales, and the eyes occupied by weeds and dead branches were even more blurry with flesh and blood that people did not dare to look at directly........
Why does this anomalous life have normal human vital signs?
"Eternal Life...... It's mine....... I'm immortal....... I am a ...... I won't die......" The old man shouted hoarsely like a drunken madman, and the bright red light flashed on the copper coin sword he wielded, and the light formed by the gathering of those supreme masculine yang particles was like a flame jumping and flickering on the sword body at this moment, "This is my cave...... Death to the trespasser!! ”
Bang of the bell!
The sawsaw and the copper coin sword collided violently again, and countless dazzling sparks burst out between the blades, like a shining candle flame lit in the dark, and the heavy smell of incense on the copper coin sword merged with the bloody smell of the meat saw, turning into an indescribable taste, like the blood burning in the incense burner in the niche dedicated to the gods, and the smell of blood that should have been dirty was actually brought out by the incense to bring out a sacred charm.......
If you don't look at the front of the old man, just from the back, it looks more like a normal person than Chen Xian, just like the Taoist priest who drives away ghosts and suppresses evil spirits in Hong Kong films.
At this moment, Chen Xian is like that demon.
Chen Xian didn't have fought with strangers, but the magic weapons and weapons used by the enemies he met in the past were all strange, and no one used the orthodox copper coin sword of Taoism to fight, so when Chen Xian faced this old man, he obviously underestimated the power of the copper coin sword.
God knows how the copper coin sword could be so sharp, the sword body made of copper coins looks like "round and jade", but in fact it is murderous..... The sharpness is even more outrageous!
In a short fight, Chen Xian was split three times on his body by the old man with a copper coin sword, and finally he was pierced through the heart by a sword, and his chest cavity was stabbed out of a blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl, if it weren't for Chen Xian's special physique, it is estimated that he would have died under this copper coin sword!
Of course, Chen Xian was injured, and the old man was not much better.
From the perspective of various physical functions, the old man's nerve reaction speed and basic strength are almost the same as Chen Xian, and it is basically impossible to easily kill it, but Chen Xian does not dare to spend too much time with it, so in many cases, Chen Xian chooses to fight the old man by exchanging injuries for injuries.
You slash me with a sword, and I'll slash you.
If the old man is just an ordinary person's abnormal life, then it is certain that Chen Xian's combat method can be 100% effective, but the problem old man is not...... It's also extremely resilient!
After being slashed by Chen Xian a few times, the old man also had a few more wounds on his body that were deep and bone-seeing, but before Chen Xian could seize the opportunity to chase after him, many objects similar to dead branches poured out of those wounds.
They first wrap themselves around each other to plug the wound, and then like the sheep intestines used by doctors to suture the wounds, they "stitch" the split flesh together and turn it into a terrifying patch of the human body.
After a few tens of seconds, these dead branches will be absorbed by the old man's body, and the skin and flesh will heal and regenerate again, turning into the state that Chen Xian first saw, as if he had never been injured without leaving a trace.
"I'm a fairy ...... Slay demons and subdue demons ......"
The old man had lost all his mind, and he looked like a serious patient in a mental hospital, constantly waving the copper coin sword and chanting incantations loudly, pinching the Dharma seal with his left hand, and a hazy and illusory golden mist rose under his feet.
"Taiping point three clear, yin and yang five elements, if the spirit of the law, chant the mantra please the divine soldiers, the divine soldiers follow me, the divine soldiers follow my orders, the golden body is undefeated......."
Accompanied by the hoarse and crazy chanting of the old man's incantation, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the underground cave, and the gravel and dust were swept into the air by this gust of wind, forming a huge wind pillar similar to a tornado, and those strange stones that emitted faint green fluorescence and were smaller in size also rose into the air with the gravel, continuing to shine with strange light.
This huge pillar of wind rising in the darkness, embellished with those strange and dazzling fluorites, seemed to be like a galaxy pouring down from the universe, and countless bright stars were constantly rotating and shining brightly.
At this moment, the old man suddenly took out a clay figure wearing a yellow scarf from the spacious sleeve of the Taoist robe.
In the sound of crazy incantations, the old man suddenly raised his hand and threw the clay figure into the wind pillar, and the golden mist rising from the soles of its feet also became a little dim, as if the clay man also took away a lot of its vitality when it got out of its hands, and its whole person looked sluggish, and even its breathing became weak.
"This is a Taoist magic technique...... Chen Xian stepped back vigilantly, distanced himself from the strange wind pillar, his eyes stared at the little golden light that appeared in the wind pillar, and he felt an inexplicable creeping, "Listen to the mantra it recites...... Could it be that you are asking God?? ”
As an alien who has been in the industry for many years, Chen Xian, like most modern aliens, does not believe in the existence of gods in this world, because after a lot of scientific research, it can be basically determined from the data that the gods that religion believes in are human beings, and perhaps they are also aliens, and the reason why they are deified by the believers is only because their ideological concepts and moral concepts far surpass those of mortals, and they leave a certain inheritance and then pass away, and naturally become "gods".
It is not so much that people believe in the gods, but that they believe in the spiritual wealth they left behind, worship and follow their thoughts, as for the magic left by the gods...... As far as the current credible ancient records are concerned, there is no clear indication that the magic of each sect was left by the "gods", and what they left behind was only the idea, and those magic were slowly studied by the followers of later generations following the ideas of their ancestors, bit by bit.
In a way, the gods are alternative scientists, who leave behind formulas and ideas, and it is the descendants who really integrate these and bring them to the real world.
Therefore, Chen Xian never believed that there were gods in this world.
The art of inviting gods is just to invite some strange spirits, just like the Izuma family in the north and the witch cult in China, aren't they all inviting some animal spirits? What's the place for God?
At this moment, the old man suddenly shouted.
The tone was dull but loud, like a thunderclap in a cavern.
"I am as anxious as the law of my grandfather!! Soldiers!! ”
At this moment, Chen Xian only felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and a sense of danger that he had never felt before came out of that pillar of wind without warning, as if there was something hidden in it that could threaten him...... Or even something that could kill him.
I'm going to die.
Chen Xian suddenly had such a strange and inexplicable premonition.
At this time, the wind in the cave was blowing stronger and stronger, and even Chen Xian couldn't stand steadily, so he could only raise his hand and slash at the boulder next to him, and use the sawtooth of the meat saw to jam the gap of the boulder, so as to ensure that his body balance was not damaged by this gust of wind, although he looked a little embarrassed..... But it's better than being swept into a pillar of wind by this gust of wind!
Gradually, there was a dull thunderous breathing sound from the wind pillar, and the feeling of extreme danger also became more and more intense at this time, just as Chen Xian began to hesitate to attack the old man first, at this moment, a human giant hand that seemed to be made of rotten flesh suddenly stretched out from the wind pillar.
The sturdy arm was covered with scars, the crevices were flowing with fishy and pungent pus, countless strange totemic spells were engraved on the surface of the skin faintly shining with golden light, and a yellow scarf with talismans was tied around the arm, and there were four large characters with complex structures on the scarf.
Chen Xian had seen this font in the relevant books of text interpretation, and it could basically be judged to be oracle bone inscriptions, and through simple visual analysis, he found that these four oracle bone inscriptions translated into Chinese characters should refer to-
Yellow Turban Lux.