Chapter 136, Mysterious Old Monk

The old monk leaned on the Zen staff in his hand and approached the two step by step. At first, he couldn't see his face clearly, but it wasn't until he got closer that he found that the old monk's eyebrows and beard were all white, and he looked like a peerless monk. The old monk's robe was old, but he was wearing a blood-red robe, which looked very bright under the candlelight of the four-story building.

The old monk walked into the battle circle of the two and said, "Mogao Grottoes are an important place for Buddhism, and the two donors should stop quickly." ”

Shi Yunyang said, "Master, please get out of the way quickly." This person is not a good person and does not care about the lives of living beings in the human world. ”

The old monk bowed to Shi Yunyang and said, "Right and wrong, cause and effect, are all false. Good and evil will be punished in the end, and everyone will settle their own destiny, and please don't be too persistent. ”

The demon boy said, "Old thief, get out of the way." Ben would have disdained to kill a lowly race like you. ”

The old monk turned around and glared at the demon boy, only to see a faint light in the eyes of the old monk, and the old monk said: "The donor has gone deep into the demon path, why don't you repent as soon as possible and turn back." Hatred, anger, jealousy, greed in the heart. A qiē is like a dream bubble. Unthinkable. Buddhism is boundless, and there is a way back. After that, I saw that the old monk had gradually walked between the two, and suddenly, the old monk sat down in the eyes of Shi Yunyang and the demon boy, and recited the "Heart Sutra" alone, leisurely.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he spends a qiē suffering, and the color of the relics is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from color"

That demon boy is extremely conceited, whether in the human world or the demon world, people only have to be afraid. No one has ever been so ignorant, and for a while, there was a trace of anger in the young man's expression, and he said: "The thief is bald and arrogant, and if you want to die, you will be fulfilled." With that, the evil prescription in the young man's hand suddenly let out a long roar, and the blade of the sword swirled straight towards the old monk's bald head. When the blade slashed, a long black mark was left in the air.

I saw that the old monk seemed to be in a state of flux, and suddenly his body began to glow with golden light, as if it was a golden shield, encircling it in the cover. As the old monk recited the scriptures in his mouth, he saw that words formed by golden light began to appear in the light mask, some large and some small, and began to wander outside the golden light mask.

The demon boy's evil sword instantly touched the old monk's golden shield, and the powerful force instantly ejected away, and the third floor of the four-story building was instantly destroyed by this power, and began to collapse to one side. The three people on the third floor all jumped straight down the four floors and landed on the plank paths on both sides of the four floors. The four floors collapsed downward layer by layer, the tiles flew one after another, and the lacquer pillars that the two of them hugged were all broken in an instant, leaving only a piece of white flowers and stubble, which was very eye-catching. The four-story building of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, turned out to be a ruin at this time.

The demon boy didn't succeed in a single blow, so he didn't feel surprised, and said, "Old guy, it seems that he has some ability, no wonder he is so arrogant." However, the carving insect is just a small skill. With that, the demon boy stabbed with his sword again, and the evil power on the blade instantly became extremely rich. The old monk stood up unhurriedly, his right hand stretched out in the void to draw a pattern, the hand for the pen, the sky for the paper, not long after, only to see the old monk in front of a slowly rotating "swastika" word. The old monk's right hand turned into a sword finger and suddenly shouted. The swastika became bigger and bigger, and finally formed a huge shield in front of the old monk.

Evil energy suppresses the right, in an instant, the evil sword and the swastika shield clash, a sword and a shield are not vulgar things, the two collide, for a while, the evil side and the swastika shield continue to emerge from the confrontation of a strong energy impact. But no matter what, the Evil Fang Sword couldn't advance half a step. The demon boy was extremely surprised to see that the old monk in front of him had resisted his two attacks alone.

"I can't imagine that there are such strong opponents in the human world, not bad. Old monk, Ben will give you one last chance now, give me a dodge!"

Shi Yunyang led the demon boy down from Mingsha Mountain alone, which bought time for Ran Tianluo's rescue operation, there will be only one demon spirit at this time, and Ran Tianluo's current level will fight him, at least there will be no danger of losing. As soon as Shi Yunyang and the demon clan walked down Mingsha Mountain, Ran Tianluo suddenly turned out the Jiaowei Qin, and a burst of piano sounds swept out, directly attacking the demon spirit who was watching Han Lun and Luo Xiaocheng.

The demon spirit general has also been paying attention to Ran Tianluo's movements, and at this time, as soon as Ran Tianluo moves, the demon spirit general is also catering to Ran Tianluo's attack, and the demonic energy in his hand is soaring, and a bone spear is firmly held in his hand. In an instant, the bone spear danced into a flower in the hand of the demon spirit, and one by one it scattered the rhythm of the piano that came from the Jiaowei piano.

A burst of spiritual power surged under Ran Tianluo's body, the white dress on his body was windless, the dress flew over, and Ran Tianluo's figure slowly floated into the void, and for a while, the whole world seemed to slow down because of Ran Tianluo's gentle movements.

"Zhaojun is out of the plug!"

Ran Tianluo snorted softly, his ten fingers clasped the strings, plucked smartly, and the notes floated out one by one, and the surrounding environment began to become very illusory under the impact of this note. Suddenly, the people listening to the piano seemed to have come to the vast desert, the twilight was desolate, and the procession of seeing them off was endless. The sorrow in the sky is sad. Unconsciously. A powerful storm had already swept behind the send-off procession. In an instant, the demon spirit will be swept up in it.

The demon spirit will only react at this time, and it has been already fascinated by Ran Qianluo. At this time, a burst of anger flashed in his eyes, thinking that he had beaten Ran Tianluo to the point of only half a life with just one move, but now he was countered by Ran Tianluo, if he lost two hostages, he didn't know how his lord would punish him.

Suddenly, the Demon Spirit's bone spear was stained with a layer of green oil, and the demon spirit pushed the bone spear out, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Ran Tianluo's neck. Ran Tianluo held the figure of the qin and swirled, and the bone spear brushed against her neck.

"Five Poisonous Palms of Darkness!"

Bursts of blue-green smoke suddenly appeared in the Demon Spirit General's hand, and after a while, five stripes of different colors appeared in the palm of his hand. With a loud shout from the Demon Spirit General, a handful of five-colored flames suddenly ignited next to his body, each of which actually contained highly poisonous. The demon spirit ran wildly and rushed towards Ran Luoluo. The palms with flames in their hands struck in a row, and the giant palms of flames went towards Ran Tianluo.

Ran Tianluo was startled, his body suddenly retreated, dodging the poisonous palm, and the demon spirit general saw that he couldn't hit it with a blow, so he clapped his hands in a row, and for a while, dense palm prints appeared in the entire space. Ran Tianluo naturally didn't dare to be careless, and when his body dodged, the sound of the piano continued to sweep out, shattering those incoming palm prints. Ran Tianluo's soul transfer technique was accompanied by the attack rhythm of Jiao Weiqin, even in the palm prints in the sky. After all, these highly poisonous palms are not hidden weapons, and when the palm hits, Ran Tianluo can already dodge it. However, although Ran Tianluo couldn't defeat the demon spirit general head-on, he was able to keep himself unscathed. For a time, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

Mogao Grottoes, among the caves.

The old monk and the demon boy had been fighting for dozens of rounds, and the two fought from inside the cave to outside the cave. The monk was indeed a master, and the Zen staff he had been holding tightly in his hand was her best weapon at this time. In the process of the demon boy fighting with the old monk, the evil party has been cutting at the top of the Zen staff. Although the evil side is an evil sword, it also belongs to the divine weapon. Ordinary steel encounters the cutting of this kind of divine weapon, and even if it is continuous, it will have deep scratches. However, when the old monk's Zen staff collided with the evil side, it was unscathed. The two weapons clashed, and a golden light came out from the Zen staff. The Zen staff seemed to weigh one or two hundred catties, but in the hands of the old monk, it seemed extremely relaxed. The Zen staff was waved into the wind by him, and for a while, even the young man's evil prescription was a little unable to support it.

When the two were fighting, they had already left Shi Yunyang aside. Shi Yunyang was about to step forward to help the old monk. I only heard the demon boy say: "Old bald donkey, if you are this obstacle again, I will let you be crushed." ”

The old monk said: "Good and evil are not mutually exclusive! The old man is here, and he must not be rampant." ”

The boy said, "In that case, then don't blame me. As soon as the words fell, I saw a murderous aura in the demon boy's expression. Suddenly, the evil qi above the evil side began to gather more and more. Suddenly, a blast thunder sounded in the heavens and the earth, and the snow-white lightning instantly lit up the entire world, and suddenly hit the evil sword. After absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, the evil sword quickly absorbed the evil qi around it.

"Demonic Demons!"

The young man roared violently, and the long sword aura with murderous aura began to fall down continuously in the dark clouds. It was pitch black between heaven and earth, and murderous machines were everywhere, as if there was no way out. For a while, the sword qi was like rain, and the sword rain could kill anyone.

The old monk was not in a hurry, holding the Zen staff in his left hand, his right hand was erected in front of his chest, and he recited words in his mouth. This six-character mantra is a well-known mantra in Buddhism. The old monk's mouth was pronounced with a powerful spiritual power.

"Om, well, what, horn, mic, huh!"

The old monk spit out the six characters, and suddenly the Zen staff in his hand slammed into the ground, and a mysterious circle of light spread out from under the old monk's Zen staff, and it became bigger and bigger, and suddenly it became a hexagonal Buddhist formation. On the six sides of that formation, each rotated a word, which was one of the six characters of the Great Ming Mantra.

The old monk shouted, "Go," and suddenly the circle rose from the ground and rose into the sky. For a while, the six-character mantra began to emit a strong light of different colors, spreading out in all directions, as if a thousand Buddhas had descended. The magic circle formed a rotating giant ** net on the top of the head of the Mogao Grottoes, and under the illumination of this Buddha's light, the sword qi that fell from the evil side was blocked by this magic circle on the periphery, and it continued to dissipate.

When the demon boy saw the light array used by this old monk, his face couldn't help but change greatly, "Thousand Buddha Array, you are the old bald donkey of Tianlong Temple!"