Chapter 565: The monsters have a lot of treasures
The chanting was incessant.
All the monks sat still, their eyes closed.
Only the fat and pot-bellied monk in the golden robe sat on a gorgeous pure gold chair and looked out.
"Smack......
The Taoist stepped into the main hall with a bamboo cane.
The red horse stopped in the rain behind him.
The girl riding the tiger stepped in with him.
Just when the Taoist had just stepped into the main hall with one foot and stepped on the stone bricks of the main hall, the most pot-bellied monk spoke:
"Who's coming?"
The sound is like thunder, with its own echo, and there is a sense of solemnity, which makes people can't help but empty their hearts.
The monks in the hall are still chanting with their eyes closed.
After this thunder, the sound of their chanting seemed to become clearer and clearer, and the sound echoed through the temple, and even every syllable became substantial, as if it were drilling into the ears.
“……”
Song You scratched his ears, he couldn't understand what they were reading, he just replied, "I know who I am and why I came." ”
When the big-bellied monk heard this, his eyes widened.
"Why don't you worship when you see the World-Honored One?"
This sound was even louder, already deafening, and echoed endlessly in the hall, and for a moment the sound waves were like waves, patting people's eardrums back and forth.
Sanhua Niangniang is better, she has been with Song You for a long time, and she has felt the real thunder sound of Lei Gong, so she naturally will not be easily frightened by his small means, but the tiger riding under her can't stand it, and after hearing this voice, her legs and stomach are weak, and as a mountain gentleman, she also fell to the ground all of a sudden, which made the little girl puzzled for a while, and quickly tilted her head sideways to see what was wrong with it.
Song You just said-
"Pretending."
When the big-bellied monk heard this, he was immediately furious.
"Bold!"
At the same time, the monks below also opened their eyes one by one, and they all stared at the Taoist and the Taoist who kept patting the demon tiger behind him to try to make it stand up.
Many monks knew that this Taoist was here to rob them of the treasure, maybe he would take their lives, it didn't matter if he didn't take their lives, there was no difference between snatching the treasure and killing them, the scene was just to gain the upper hand in momentum - the fighting method is already mysterious, and sometimes this is very important, determining the final victory or defeat.
However, at this time, he found that he and the others couldn't 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 has to be maintained.
Then I saw the big-bellied monk at the top look around and said bluntly, "Which bodhisattva took this person for me?" ”
“……”
A tall and thin monk stood up in silence, folded his hands, muttered an unintelligible Buddha name, and then picked up a short sword with a Western style from the side, and the silver scabbard was full of gems.
"Whew!"
The monk did not talk nonsense, instantly drew his sword, and recited a mantra in the local dialect.
"Decapitation sword, decapitation sword, behead him!"
"Brush!"
The sword suddenly came out of his hand and flew up.
I saw the sword flying wildly in the main hall, spinning on its own, and flying in circles around the main hall, flying faster and faster, and the sound of breaking the sky was all over the hall.
"Sneer......"
The sword passed by, bringing a strong wind, and all the monks bowed their heads.
Sanhua Niangniang also looked up at him.
After a few turns, it aimed at the target and flew towards the Taoist's head.
The sword spins and can slash the head of a demon.
The Taoist only raised his staff and struck a blow.
"Bang!"
There was a sound like the resonance of gold and iron, and the menacing sword was suddenly knocked out again.
When you come, you spin and you come, and when you go, you spin and you go.
During the period, when it touched the pillar of the main hall, no matter how thick the pillar was, it could be easily rowed through, and it could not even be described as cutting tofu, and the pillar in front of it was like a fantasy, and it was cut through the pillar like a stroke of air. When he landed, he ran into other monks, and the monks were busy dodging, but whoever was stained with the sword, no matter how high the Tao was, would be cut off his hands, feet, and waist.
It wasn't until the hilt hit the ground and bounced off a few times that the sword fell to the ground.
The monks in the hall were all shocked when they saw this.
The Taoist took a bamboo cane and raised it in front of him to take a closer look, and he was also a little surprised-
A gap was cut out of the bamboo cane!
This bamboo cane has followed him for more than ten years, and he is not easy to leave his body, day and night by the spiritual temperature and spiritual charm, which has long been extraordinary, and when he stopped the sword just now, he injected additional spiritual power into it, so that it has the hardness of King Kong, but he didn't expect to be cut a gap by the sword.
It's a good magic weapon......
The Taoist thumb stroked the gap of the bamboo cane, rubbed it back and forth, and after a few strokes, the bamboo cane actually recovered as before.
At the same time, the tall and thin monk frowned, and took advantage of the opportunity for him to check the bamboo staff, holding the scabbard in one hand and pointing to the sword in the other, and reciting a spell to it, urging the sword to meet the enemy again.
However, the sword was indeed obedient, and flew up, slowly spinning in circles in the main hall, but after only one turn, the speed became slower and slower, and when the tall and thin monk urged it to cut off the head of the Taoist, it simply fell to the ground with a thud, and never got up again.
The tall and thin monk fell silent for a moment.
"Hugh is presumptuous!"
A sturdy monk stood up in an instant, holding a gold bead larger than an egg in his hand.
Maybe it's better to call it Jindan.
"Buzz ......"
Jin Dan suddenly released a golden light, and under the bath of golden light, the monk's body, whether it was hair or robe, gradually turned golden, and he became a golden man in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!"
The golden man stepped in, not knowing how heavy his body was, and every step was rumbling, and the earth cracked inch by inch.
In a trance, I thought it was Jin Lingguan.
The Jin man quickly rushed to the front of the Taoist.
The Taoist still carries the rod a little.
"Bang ......"
The golden man's pace immediately stopped, and then from the place where the bamboo cane was pointed, his whole body began to be covered with cracks, and his body that should have been indestructible fell to the ground at once, shattering into countless pieces, still like gold and iron.
"Baby, baby! Cover his eyes and ears! ”
A monk was chanting to something with the texture of jasper, whether it was an oil jug or a water bottle.
"Click......
The jasper also cracked, shattering in half.
Everyone in the hall obviously became flustered, and they all began to take out the magic weapons one by one, and they didn't say what order, only chanted the mantra together, the spell caster, and the treasure thrower, each showing their magic and wanting to kill this person here, and there was no shortage of people who made moves towards the girl.
For a moment, the hall was filled with a jumble of voices.
In the air, there are also various magic weapons.
It's just that these magic weapon treasures are naturally easy to use against people who are weaker than them, and they are also very useful to deal with people who are similar to them, and they can even win stronger people for them, but they have no effect in the face of Taoists, and even many magic weapon treasures directly fail, or they are damaged by themselves when they are just used.
"Golden cone! Take the head of this man! ”
"Bang!"
Almost only one of the "bodhisattvas" under the pot-bellied monk knocked on the table with a golden awl and stared at the Taoist.
"The golden cone is useless!"
As soon as the monk was stunned, the golden cone flew out of his hand.
When he reacted, the golden cone in his hand had already reached the hands of the Taoist.
"Bodhisattvas together!"
The monk shouted, and got up and pounced.
This monk's status should be very high, since he shouted this, it seems to have triggered a chain reaction, all the monks who were sitting upright and holding the posture all stood up with him, regardless of the image of the "Bodhisattva", some maintained a human form, their faces were distorted, some tore off the monk's robe, turned into the body, and all rushed towards the Taoist.
At one time, there were gray wolves, snow leopards, brown bears, black bears, elk and bison, etc., and the people who turned into the body were some fierce beasts or large animals.
The girl riding the tiger looked stunned, held the small flag and waved it immediately.
"Roar!"
The three-headed monster outside the hall suddenly rushed forward, and its huge body directly smashed the portal of the main hall, broke the pillar, and rushed into the monster pile.
This was followed by several stone giants, with extremely fierce steps.
"Boom!"
The main hall was almost destroyed.
It's just that the Taoism of these "Bodhisattvas" is not low, and the invincible monsters and stone giants who were invincible and invincible at the foot of the mountain began to be unable to play in these "Bodhisattvas".
At this moment, the Taoist pulled out the small flag in the girl's hand.
"Hmm......"
The girl was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and let go of her hand.
"Sanhua Niangniang's mana is not enough, I will borrow some from Sanhua Niangniang, so that Sanhua Niangniang can see her monster army in advance."
The Taoist held the flag and waved it casually.
"Peng!"
It was as if it was a dark night, so dark that no other color or light could be seen.
The black mist surged and landed continuously.
One by one, monsters appear out of thin air, and they are all bodies.
"Roar!"
The palace on the top of the hill was already crumbling, and I saw a huge arm with long black hair poking out of the roof with a bang, lifting the tile beam, and then a pair of antlers also pierced the roof of the palace, and then a black snake thicker than the water tank poked out of its upper body, and a huge crane flew out.
"Boom ......"
The palace gradually crumbled and became rubble.
Before you know it, the top of the mountain is full of monsters.
These monsters are all the body, and they can only be the body, and in a trance, they came to the palace in the north of Yuezhou and in the Qingtong forest.
It's just that these monsters are now on the side of the Taoists.
As soon as the two sides met, they fought fiercely.
The battlefield was still very crowded at the beginning, but in an instant, the two sides expanded the battlefield from the top of the mountain to the whole mountain, in the rumbling sound, the thunder reflected in the wind and rain, one courtyard wall began to collapse, and the palaces were quickly flattened in the fight, as if the whole mountain was trembling.
On one side is the disciple of the great demon willow god who is closest to the ancient power in the world, and on the other side is the "Buddhas" of the demon country hidden in the Western Regions for many years.
When it comes to Taoist cultivation, these "Buddhas" are not as good as the disciples of the Liu God, and when it comes to magic methods, these "Buddhas" in the Western Regions are far inferior to the demons with the ancient inheritance of the Central Plains, but after these monsters are put into the flag, they will be discounted, and the magic methods will also go to eight or nine times out of ten, and these "Buddhas" have stood on the advantage of magic weapons and numbers, and the two sides are also inseparable for a while.
Song You didn't look at it, only bent down and put the flag back into Sanhua Niangniang's hand.
At this time, the main hall has only ruins, there is a huge pure gold seat on the ruins, flashing golden light in the thunderstorm, the seat sits a fat pot-bellied monk, and there is a colorful glazed platform in front.
The pot-bellied monk was very vigilant and stared at him.
The Taoist looked indifferent and looked at him.
Then he stretched out his hand and made a move—
The water on the glazed platform immediately moved.
“!”
The big-bellied monk was instantly anxious, his eyes widened, he quickly stood up, waved his hand to stop Lingyun from leaving, and waved his hand to evoke a gust of yellow wind, blowing the sky and the earth changed color, and the thunderstorm stopped.
(End of chapter)