Chapter 40: Xuanzang's Degree Method
Yin......
What does labor and management say?
You're a dead monk, hurry up and return my magic sword!
Wait a minute.
How did you, a monk, destroy Dao Ye's magic sword!
His own magic sword, Yan Chixia knows.
This was not refined by himself, but found in the cave where a senior master sat down.
The predecessor's original name was Yan Chixia.
That's right, she wasn't originally called Yan Chixia.
It was only to commemorate that predecessor that he changed his name to Yan Chixia.
After all, I have obtained the fairy fate, and when I go out to wave in the future, I can't call myself Zhao Tiezhu, Li Ergou or something.
What a fall!
I've never heard of a legendary god with such a low name!
It just so happened that the name Yan Chixia sounded very majestic to me.
Straight to the point.
It was precisely because it was the inherited sword box that Yan Chixia knew the quality of this sword box.
That's definitely not blowing it out.
At least so far, Yan Chixia had never seen the power that could directly destroy the sword in the sword box.
But now, although this magic sword is not damaged on the outside, it has no spirituality.
How can it be!
Obviously, the other party was just a monk who had no mana fluctuations all over his body, and the next moment Yan Chixia looked at Xiao Zhuo who was standing behind Xuanzang.
"Sniff~"
The nose couldn't help but sniff twice.
Ghostly!
Could it be that this little ghost broke his magic sword?!
couldn't help but look at Xiao Zhuo's eyes behind Xuanzang and became more and more unkind.
"Ah, help!"
At the moment when Yan Chixia looked at Xiao Zhuo.
Xiao Qing, who was standing on the side, suddenly became difficult, and the next moment, his palm with sharp nails grabbed Shifang's throat.
"Stop, why are you still moving?!"
Seeing the movements of the female ghost Xiaoqing, the debate machine got up and asked with a confused face.
Yan Chixia and many noble sons behind him also looked at Xiaoqing in unison.
"Bold, in the territory of Datang, you demons dare to openly hurt people, are you really not afraid of Datang Iron Cavalry?!"
The brocade-clothed noble boy reluctantly stood up and said angrily.
Not only because Xiaoqing hurt people under his nose, but also because this group of bastards actually wanted to attack themselves and others!
Damn it!
"Yes, female donor, now the country and the people in Datang, if you are like this, it hurts, it hurts~"
Warm liquid runs down the throat.
Bleeding!
For the first time, Shifang felt so close to death.
However, his words obviously made Xiaoqing's hand loosen.
Datang, this is a big mountain that presses on the heads of all the monsters in Nanzhan Buzhou.
The national strength is unprecedented, and it can be called the most powerful empire after Xianqin.
In the territory of Chang'an City, all the dignitaries and nobles are blessed with human luck, even if the immortals stand in front of these dignitaries, they will be suppressed and not much stronger than ordinary monks.
There was a demon king who provoked the Tang Dynasty, and the next day the Tang army pressed the border, and the demon king was shot by random arrows under the military array.
really angered Datang, don't say it's yourself.
Even grandma can't bear it!
"You... Why are you still moving?"
The debater, who had been ignored, spoke again, his eyes full of incredulity.
I know itβ
I've been reciting the scriptures silently.
In the opinion of the debater.
She recited Buddhist scriptures silently before, even if she couldn't transform this banshee, it could make her incapacitated.
After all, if the other party still has the ability to act.
So doesn't it mean that the other party has a lot of opportunities to kill himself directly just now?
What is your own method of subduing demons?
What is the persistence in my heart all along?
"As soon as the old lady came in, she saw that you were chanting, why can't the old lady move?"
Xiaoqing scolded the debate machine unhappily while grabbing Shifang.
This monk doesn't seem to have any mana at all.
I was scared by this guy before.
Although the monk is useless, this Taoist priest really has some skills, and he blames this damn monk, if it weren't for this bastard, the old lady would have escaped a long time ago!
"Why, why ......"
Xiaoqing's words made the debate machine seem to have been hit hard, and the whole person began to be stupid and kept chattering.
"Xiaoqing, why are you here, grandma is obviously letting us. β
Xiao Zhuo stepped forward and spoke.
"The plan has changed, grandma ordered, catch these people at all costs!" Xiaoqing pointed to the noble son in brocade and said.
"Me?"
"We!"
The few people in brocade pointed at themselves and the others with a confused expression.
Nima, we just want to have fun, and if we provoke you, we're going to mess with us.
Poison it!
"No, I only heard my grandmother tell me to take these masters to the old monk's place. β
Xiao Zhuo shook his head and said firmly.
What's that?
At this moment, Yan Chixia and Shifang both looked at Xiao Zhuo with a confused expression.
Take us to where the old monk is.
What's going on?!
This monster's conscience has been discovered?
What about the calves, why did you order us to come and kill us?
Is it schizophrenic?
"How dare you disobey Grandma-"
"Hey, hey, did you forget about me?"
Yan Chixia, who had been soy sauce, spoke.
"Stinky Daoist!"
"Unsheathed!"
In Shifang's arms, a talisman emitting golden light flew out violently, sticking to Xiaoqing's forehead, and the next moment, a sword flew out and pierced Xiaoqing.
"Phew, you stink, your whole family stinks, and you are innocent!"
Yan Chixia spat at the place where the little green soul was scattered, and said with an unhappy face.
"Dao Leader is amazing!"
"The Taoist is awesome!"
"After going back this time, I will definitely set up an ancestral hall for the Taoist Chief!"
......
The bursts of praise made Yan Chixia proud, and even a little fluttery.
"Amitabha, Senior Brother of the Ten Directions, are you okay?"
Xuanzang's voice made the others stop praising and look in the direction of Xuanzang.
There, the debater sat on his knees on the ground.
His eyes were blank, and he kept saying why and so on.
This is what happens after the collapse of faith.
Xuanzang's words made the debater's lifeless eyes slightly regain a little vitality.
"Senior brother, why do you say, why can't my Dharma suppress demons, is it true that the Dharma can't cure demons? Master, uncle, have they been lying to us?" asked the debater lifelessly.
"Debate. Xuanzang touched the bald head of the debate machine meaningfully.
Sure enough, the bald head of the poor monk is more rounded.
The debate machine looked up and looked at Xuanzang, as if waiting for Xuanzang's next words.
"If you can think of this, it means that you have grown up!"
Isn't it common for those three old guys to fool people every day, is there anything surprising about that?
Debate ......
"Then, Senior Brother, will you be able to transform the method?"
Some of them are debaters who understand whether they understand or not, and ask rhetorically.
"Amitabha, there is only one kind of poor monk who can be transformed, and there is just a big guy here, and I will show you. β
"Hey, hey, I'm here, what big guy dares to-"
"Bang~"
In an instant, the demonic wind was everywhere, and the entire Lanruo Temple became like a ghost cave, and the vines that looked like tentacles in all directions rushed towards the temple one by one.
"It's grandma, it's grandma. Xiao Zhuo shouted in horror as he dodged the tree vines.
"Unsheathed! The divine soldier is as urgent as the law, give me a seal!"
Yan Chixia shouted, a divine sword flew out and cut off the tree vines in an instant, and the gate of Lanruo Temple, which had been rushed open, was slammed shut, and one after another talismans were pasted on the door, completely sealing the entire Lanruo Temple.
"What a strong youkai, things seem to be in a big deal. Yan Chixia whispered.
"Senior brother, the method of the poor monk is called physical degree, you can take a good look at it!"