Holding the void, Lu Yang gritted his teeth and said, "If you fight, you will only know if you succeed or fail." ”

With a wave of his hand, thirty-two spirit swords burst out, surrounding the plague god, emitting colorful light.

Looking at the spirit swords around him, the two empty eye sockets of the plague god looked at the sky and grinned, and a fishy smell came out with the smile.

"Why do you want to stop me, even God has allowed me, what are you bull-nosed Taoist priests doing!"

Many flies crawled out of the empty eye sockets of the plague god, buzzing in the sky.

The originally thick evil qi turned into a monstrous evil aura at this moment, and the dirty yellow sky was rendered with a bloody color.

Lu Yang's arms were exposed, and the spiritual power in the dantian poured out, and beads of sweat continued to flow.

"Die, Bullnose Daoist!"

The plague god searched around, and finally found Lu Yang's figure, a swarm of flies came out dazzlingly, and the Liangyi array only trapped the flies for a moment, and the next glance broke out of the formation.

Suddenly, a smell of sandalwood blocked the momentum of the flies, but Lu Yang was still knocked out.

Just like that, the two houses were knocked apart.

Lu Yang struggled to get up, touched his chest, and watched the clothes on his body become strips of cloth, and they were gradually rotting and blackening.

"Don't get in the way!"

The plague god saw that Lu Yang was still alive and roared out.

Lu Yang turned over and jumped up, pinched a magic trick in his hand, and a large fire cloud stepped forward.

The flies may be evil because of their evil spirits, and they are not afraid of the fire clouds at all, and they walk through the fire.

Lu Yang looked at the swarms of flies in surprise and pounced in front of him.

Just as Lu Yang was about to fight until the last moment, a golden light blocked all the flies.

A crisp iron ring sounded, and the golden Zen staff fell to the ground.

A young monk who was no more than half the height of a Zen staff, wearing a string of Buddhist beads, recited in a low voice.

"Amitabha."

"Why bother the donor to be entangled in the world, the cycle of heavenly principles, good and evil are rewarded, and the donor should let go of his obsession as soon as possible."

The little monk held the Buddha beads in his hand, and the words were as plain as water, purifying a lot of the plague spirit that had fallen into madness.

The plague god took a few steps back in horror, as if he didn't dare to face the monk opposite.

The plague god is transformed by ordinary people, protected by heavenly fortune, without any Taoism, and releases strong and evil qi by instinct.

Looking at the little monk, the plague god's face was mixed with anger and horror.

In the whole city, hundreds of people died in his hands, and even some Taoist priests who pretended to be gods and ghosts were killed by the plague god.

But the inconspicuous monk in front of him made the plague god feel like a great enemy.

Seeing that the plague god's gaze was much calmer, Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the void in his hand was raised in front of his chest.

The little monk said kindly: "Fellow Daoist, can you withdraw the formation first, otherwise, the little monk will not be able to carry out the transcendence." ”

Lu Yang took the Liangyi array back, and arched his hand: "Thank you master for saving me, if it wasn't for the master's action, the junior might have died in Huangquan." ”

A rosy flush appeared on the little monk's face, and he said: "Daoist friends are serious, and the little monk can't afford the name of the master." ”

Seeing that the little monk's attention was shifted, the plague god roared angrily and pounced on him.

The little monk felt a gust of yin wind coming towards him, and the Buddha beads in his hand emitted a solemn golden light, which shocked the figure of the plague god.

The void in Lu Yang's hand had already been protected in front of his chest, and he found that the plague god couldn't move, and he was about to cut it down with a sword flower.

"Slow!"

A loud roar made Lu Yang stop his movements.

The little monk pressed Lu Yang's wrist with a pleasant face, and said, "Fellow Daoist, killing can't solve the catastrophe. "Bora

Lu Yang nodded, and wordlessly withdrew the void from the scabbard.

The little monk slowly walked in front of the plague god, and the golden light of the Buddha beads in his hand was still bright, but it brought bursts of warm softness.

"Amitabha, let the little monk come to the donor."

The little monk was not afraid of the poisonous mist at all, and put his short palm on the head of the plague god, and the dense maggots wriggled in the little monk's hand, but the little monk completely ignored it.

Looking at the little monk's face, the yellow tears of the plague god flowed down from the eye sockets.

The little monk read the scriptures in a low voice, and the evil qi and strong qi on the plague god's body were gradually purified.

Lu Yang looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, being able to cross the plague god, this little monk must have a background.

At this time, the little monk clasped his palms together and saluted: "Does the donor still have memories of this earthly world?" ”

Shedding the rotten body, in front of the little monk is a woman with a delicate face.

She knelt down in front of the little monk and said, "Master, thank you for your crossing, on that day my meridians were tragically cut off and abandoned in a mass grave, and no one came to extradite me until I died, so I ...... I'm just ......"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The little monk recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, with solemn eyes in his eyes, and read: "Good is rewarded, evil is rewarded, this city has calamity, but also for the cycle of heavenly principles, the donor does not have to take it to heart, no thoughts, in order to lead to the baptism of the Buddha's light." ”

The woman's tears flowed down her eyes, and she was ashamed to raise her head, and said, "I...... I killed so many people, and when I got there, I was ashamed of my fathers and fathers. ”

"Don't be ashamed."

Lu Yang leaned against the pillar and said, "They didn't come to save you, you didn't even invite a monk after you died, what are you ashamed of?" ”

Hearing this, the little monk's face was slightly stunned, and he stopped talking a little.

The woman showed an epiphany and said respectfully to Lu Yang: "Thank you benefactor for mentioning ......"

With that, the woman's form faded and dissipated into the air.

Lu Yang patted the little monk on the shoulder and said, "Everyone has different concepts and thoughts, nothing is right or wrong, and nothing is right or wrong. ”

The little monk was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "What the Taoist friends have seen is incisive, and the little monk has understood." ”

After a while, the little monk walked to a well.

The wellhead that had long been sealed was filled with a foul smell.

The little monk pushed open the heavy iron cover, and a yellow-green poisonous mist burst out into the sky.

"Hey......"

The little monk sighed, and the Buddha beads emitted a light of contemplation, completely purifying the poisonous mist.

Lu Yang walked to the side curiously, looked down, and saw a floating corpse floating in the well.

The little monk was not afraid of corpse water and resentment, and fell into the well with a "poof".

Standing next to the corpse, the little monk sighed with emotion: "Soaking in cold water, it's difficult to be a donor, so the little monk will help the donor get out of trouble." ”

Taking off his robe and wrapping it around the corpse, the little monk jumped out of the well with his strength.

Looking at the little monk's waist card, Lu Yang was shocked.

"Zenko-ji Temple"

Does the sign refer to this little monk?

With the continuous sound of scriptures, the poisonous mist in the entire city was purified.

Bursts of golden light reflected on the little monk's robe, the corners of the corpse's mouth in the robe curved, and dirty yellow tears dripped down the cheekbones, shattering into powder in front of the two of them.

After shaking his robe, the little monk was not afraid of dirt, and put it back on his upper body.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

At this moment, a loud and crisp applause came from the shade of the trees.