Text Chapter 162 Still meddling
The single capacity falls on the ground, and the lawn is very soft.
Vibrant and full of aura, Shan Rong did not put his hand on the hilt of Tailuan's sword, but calmly looked at the backing stone in front of him.
Walking forward slowly, Shan Rong shouted softly, "Come out." ”
With a bang, the backing stone shattered, and a strange beast appeared in front of Shan Rong's eyes.
A pair of golden wings, carrying light and fire, swayed slightly, the wind and thunder shook.
Its head resembles a tiger, with clouds on its forehead, thick limbs, and a majestic and mighty body, but it has phoenix claws, a phoenix tail, and phoenix wings.
On his chest, a golden cloud emitted a divine brilliance, and a magnificent aura came to his face.
This is another cloud beast, with phoenix blood, but not a phoenix.
The so-called spirit beasts, most of them are congenital things, and the dragon and phoenix are probably the spirit beasts when the world is opened, but the spirit beasts when the world is opened are not only the dragon and phoenix, but also many spirit beasts that do not show traces are little known.
The other cloud beast is such a spirit beast.
As soon as Shan Rong was about to suppress it, he turned around slightly, and a monk in a golden robe, holding a Zen staff, came here at some point.
On the periphery of the valley, Yuan Zheng and the three of them quietly watched the situation in the valley.
Li Chen asked curiously: "Usually, the places where spirit beasts live are extremely hidden, how did Senior Sister find here?" ”
Senior sister said that no matter what happens, you can't interfere, and now, it won't work if you don't interfere.
Yuan Zhengying said: "Senior sister has Tailuan, and the famous sword has spirituality, which can easily pierce the void, and this time we came here, and the breath of the handle has offset the feng shui luck here, and it is naturally difficult for the other cloud beast to continue to hide." ”
Li Chen glanced at the magpie on Yuan Zheng's shoulder, and was sure that after arriving in Beihai, he would have to rely on this magpie to open the way for himself.
There are horses in the North Sea, and most of them belong to legends.
There are not many people who have really witnessed riding horses, and there are not many horses in the Great Xia royal family.
Yuan Zheng was ready to go down to help, and the monk, no matter how you look at it, is a little unkind.
In the valley, the other cloud beast looked at Shan Rong's slender back with a little kindness, and he was not disgusted in his heart.
The monk is sturdy, nine feet tall, his head is shiny, well-dressed, and he really has a bit of the demeanor of a high-ranking monk.
Shan Rong still didn't draw his sword, but asked calmly, "You are from Dahua Temple, why did you also get the idea of this other cloud beast?"
The monk had no sorrow or joy, nor did he look directly at the beautiful eyes of the single face, nor did he relax the hand holding the Zen staff.
said: "The luck of this spirit beast feeds back to the surrounding mountains and rivers for at least thousands of miles, with this spirit beast, there will be no bad luck and disasters, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the creatures in the mountains and wilderness also coexist peacefully." ”
"If the female benefactor forcibly takes away this spirit beast, it will also destroy the feng shui luck of the party. ”
At this point, I also asked the female benefactor to consider it carefully. ”
Shan Rong is not worried that the other cloud beasts behind her will suddenly attack her, because she has Tailuan, and her breath is similar to that of other cloud beasts.
can barely have a half-star relationship with luck.
In Buddhism, people pay attention to compassion and purify all sentient beings.
Shan Rong doesn't know about Buddhism, and he can't talk about good feelings or bad feelings.
said: "This other cloud beast is related to me, now that I have a divine soldier, I naturally lack a first-class mount, I respect your monks, but no."
To spoil my good deeds. ”
The monk was neither humble nor arrogant: "So, then make a bet?"
Shan Rong said indifferently: "What are you betting on?"
The monk said: "If the female benefactor can defeat the old man, the other cloud beast is the female donor's, if it can't win, don't come to fight this other cloud beast again, let it continue to feed this world." ”
Yuan Zheng came, and lightness descended on Shan Rong's side.
For the people in Buddhism, Yuan Zheng really has no good feelings.
In the past, when he was in Jiangnan, he had seen the aura of Dizen Temple, let alone Dizang Temple.
I don't care which temple this monk comes from, but he is not the owner of the other cloud beast, and he is not qualified to make the decision for the future direction of the other cloud beast.
Yuan Zhengdao: "Although I don't want to interfere, but at the moment, it is not possible not to interfere, and I ask my senior sister to make a quick decision." ”
Shan Rong snorted, and then turned to face the other cloud beast again.
He didn't draw his sword, and his eyes were opposite to the other cloud beasts, and the true yuan in his body surged, poking out his divine sense, and fighting with the other cloud beasts in the void.
Seeing this, the monk's face changed greatly, and he directly waved the Zen staff in his hand and hit Yuan Zheng.
"Seeing that the benefactor is also a good-faced person, how can he be so unreasonable. The monk was very angry, and he didn't know if the consequences were serious.
Yuan Zheng did not support the great, this monk's martial arts cultivation, in the early stage of the Yuan realm, plus most of the Buddhist exercises are to the yang and flawless, even if the same realm fights, it will be very tricky.
There was a stab, and the demon was unsheathed.
The temperature around him plummeted, and the cold aura spread, and the monk felt the coldness coming from his bones, as if he was in the Nine Hells.
Yuan Zheng swung away with a sword, and a domineering sword light swept out, without superfluous modification, and the shot was a horizontal sword intent.
Dead silence, clearing, annihilation of life.
Pure sword intent is stirring, roaring.
A solemnity welled up on the monk's face, the prison demon put a lot of pressure on him, and this sword intent put a lot of pressure on him.
While!
The Zen staff in the hands of the prison demon and the monk slammed head-on, making a violent loud noise, the Zen staff in the monk's hand was cut off, and a domineering and vicious sword intent approached the monk's three inches.
The monks retreated step by step, not daring to collide head-on.
It wasn't until he exited the valley that the monk took off the Buddha bead from his neck and wrapped it around his right arm, then folded his hands together, silently chanted awe in his mouth, and then slapped out a palm towards the sword qi that continued to attack him.
With a bang, a large golden handprint fell on Yuan Zheng's sword qi like the seal of the sky.
The two completely different True Yuan hugged each other fiercely, approaching, and there was a bang, and a mighty wind spread towards a radius of ten miles, and many towering trees were uprooted along the way.
In autumn, the autumn leaves are flying, and the autumn leaves are dancing wildly in the sky.
After a palm, the monk's face was a little pale, but his heels were very steady, he looked directly at Yuan Zheng, and said in a deep voice: "Childe first cut off my magic wand, and even sacrificed such a fierce demon sword, I am afraid that there will be calamity in the future." ”
Yuan Zheng sneered: "Don't come to this set of things that you don't have, everything in heaven and earth has its own laws, if this other cloud beast is destined to be my senior sister's, it is my senior sister's, if not, you don't need to come here to insert a bar." ”
"If you have come to find fault with your heart, see the truth under your hands
。 ”
The monk did not answer, but gathered the true yuan, and vaguely, the sound of chanting was remembered in his body, and the sound of chanting was magnificent and magnificent, but not harsh.
In a trance, Yuan Zheng heard such scriptures, and almost let go of the prison demon in his hand, and was about to become a Buddha on the spot.
Fortunately, he practiced the method of flourishing the gods, the method of cultivating the will, and the method of the true meaning, and this sense of nothingness that he surrendered to was fleeting.
grinned and said, "I almost believed in your evil, look at the sword!"
A sword stabbed straight out, deriving infinite vitality, infinite true spirit, and its sword intent went straight to the sky, with the potential to break the sky.
The monk's face changed drastically, and this time he didn't have the courage to take it head-on.
Yuan Zheng changed the longitudinal swordsmanship, and the longitudinal swordsmanship could have used the laws of all things for his own use, and then sublimated into a vast vitality, with the power to control all spirits.
But the Hell Demon is a sword of hell, although it is a longitudinal sword technique, but in fact, it is two completely different sword intents that complement each other, rampage bullfighting.
This time, Yuan Zheng did not use the Shuren sword, but used the sword of the princes who had just started, commanding the true spirit of one side, and its momentum was indescribable.
The monks have no way to avoid it, and they use solutions, vajra mudras, and demon clutches, all of which are ineffective.
All the true yuan, in front of this sword intent, was vulnerable and was shattered into powder.
Rumble!
The monk took a risk, struck out with a palm, and then turned sideways slightly, this sword intent fell on a mountain not far away, and the mountain shook in an instant, and the mountain was cut off, rolling down the boundless mountain rocks and giant trees.
The monk's arm was also cut off by a sword, and the wound was neat and bloodless.
But the evil qi in the body is rampant, sweeping the monk's internal organs.
He knelt on the ground with a plop, raised his head, stared at Yuan Zheng with neither humble nor arrogant eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Childe's actions like this hurt the heavens and peace, and please put down the magic sword in his hand and go to my Dahua Temple to chant the Buddha for ten years before going out of the mountain." ”
This is actually true, as long as the hell demon in Yuan Zheng's hand is unsheathed, it will naturally hurt the heavens and the peace.
And every time Yuan Zheng uses the Prison Demon, he can't help but boil his blood, like a demon lord.
It's hard to imagine what terrible consequences would have been if Yuan Zheng, who had not practiced the method of Sheng Shen, the method of cultivating will, and the method of true meaning, had held the prison demon.
But Yuanzheng didn't necessarily believe what the monk said.
smiled indifferently: "What the monk said is very true, and the monk is also serious, if it weren't for the monk to be a roadblock, how could the sword in my hand be unsheathed, and it would not hurt the creatures in that mountain, all of this is the monk's own fault." ”
"If I have been retributed because of today's events, then today's events are also inextricably linked to the monks, and I am not alone in being retributed. ”
After these words were spoken, the senior monk was a little speechless.
Yuan Zheng was also amazed by the martial arts cultivation of this high monk, it was not bad to be able to resist his two swords and not lose his life.
In a different place, Yuan Zheng has no prison demon in his hands, and naturally he is not the opponent of this high monk.
People are not as strong as guys, this sentence is too reasonable.
Some swordsmen are obviously extremely strong in swordsmanship, but they don't have the ones to take advantage of, and they end up losing to poverty.
And this monk's wand is also a good guy, but compared to the hell demon, it is far from it.
can only blame him for the idea, he can't purify this cloud beast today. (https:)
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