Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 518 Domineering Tsing Yi, The Third Buddha
"Master, how are you?"

Li Daoxuan came to the master's side immediately, and at the same time handed over the honey pot of Xiaohuashen.

The old heavenly master shook his head and said: "Master is too old, even if he has completed the ninth level of the Five Thunder Kungfu, it will not be able to make up for the short lifespan. This sword may lose ten years of life. "

"Don't waste any more treasures—"

Li Daoxuan didn't say a word, he directly poured it hard. At this moment, the old Tianshi was exhausted and was unable to resist.

Gulp, gulp, gulp...

At some point, Xiao Huashen's hand quietly grasped Li Daoxuan's hair, staring closely at her honey pot that was about to bottom out.

Ever since the old heavenly master took the first sip, his eyes were shaken. Infinite radiance bloomed in his body, nourishing the decayed body, and making every silver hair shine with luster.

The dead tree is in spring, and the old wood sprouts.

The old heavenly master only felt that his body, which was a little unstable even when standing, was rejuvenated under the nourishment of this miraculous nectar, and his strength gradually recovered.

After a few breaths, the nectar was all drunk by the old heavenly master.

These nectars contain majestic aura, even Li Daoxuan has to take it in units of 'drops', but the old heavenly master drank so much in one breath, but he didn't seem to last.

His old body swallowed and digested these majestic auras like a bottomless pit, and he soon became radiant.

Little Flower God hugged her empty honey jar, feeling wronged and pitiful, the honey she had worked so hard to collect for so long was gone just like that...

The old master slowly opened his eyes, and took a deep look at the elf in Li Daoxuan's hair.

"Tai Chong, I just felt a little bit of the law of the divine way from the nectar, could it be that she is..."

Li Daoxuan nodded.

"I see."

The old master showed a gratified smile.

"Your boy's fate is really deep, to be favored by the Flower God. I heard that the blood of the Flower God is extremely rare. As the cultivation level improves, the stature and beauty will also increase. The Flower God back then was the most beautiful in the Three Realms. Can stand side by side with Fairy Chang'e."

After that, he patted Li Daoxuan on the shoulder and said: "Treat her well, with the God of Flowers, you will have an extra life."

Xiao Hua, who was still tearful just now, lost her nerves after this fierce boast. She blinked her eyes, hugged Li Daoxuan's hair, and vowed: "With me here, no one will try to hurt Daddy!"

Her eyes were bright, revealing a firm look.

Gather nectar!Pick more nectar!

As long as you can't die, pick it to death!
She doesn't want to be a flower god, she wants to be daddy's flower god!
Li Daoxuan shook his head and laughed, just about to say something, suddenly his expression changed, and the old master was also slightly shocked, and turned to look at Mo Luo's body.

Flesh-colored silk threads emerged from that headless body, intertwined to form eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, and in just a few breaths, another head was born.

There was a trace of fear in Mo Luo's eyes. He stared at the old master and said, "Zhang Zhiyan, I really underestimated you."

With the body of a mortal, he cut off the body of the Demon Buddha, and he is still a mortal who is about to die of old age. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mo Luo would never believe it.

Fortunately, the body of a god is immortal. Even if the head is cut off, he can still grow another one, but it will cost more to regenerate than a severed limb.

The old master had no fear on his face, with his sword in front of him, he said calmly: "It's really hard to kill, but I don't know, how many times can you grow?"

It's sizzling!

The light of thunder reappeared, and it continued to swim like a dragon and snake, making the old master's hair flutter and his robe flutter.

Seeing this scene, Mo Luo took a step back subconsciously, feeling the urge to run away.

Immediately, he was ashamed and angry in his heart. He actually had a little fear of this old man who was about to die?
It has to be said that the sword that the old Tianshi just made was really terrifying. He cut off his hands and head, and used his mortal body to contain the power of the five thunders. Emperor Zu!

After a while, Mo Luo finally felt relieved when he saw that the old Tianshi was only surrounded by lightning, but he did not summon Wu Lei as before.

"Zhang Zhiyan, you probably won't be able to use that sword a second time!"

The old heavenly master didn't speak, just looked at Mo Luo quietly, and said lightly: "You can try."

Mo Luo sighed softly, looking at him with a hint of respect, and said, "Zhang Zhiyan, it's not me who defeated you, but the years. If you don't become a fairy, you will eventually become an ant."

If Zhang Zhiyan is still at his peak and can maintain the state just now for a long time, then it is hard to say whether he will win or lose. Maybe he can really realize the myth of mortals beheading immortals.

Li Daoxuan was worried secretly, he understood that if the fight continued, the master would definitely run out of fuel.

The nectar has been drunk, and even the exhausted little flower god can't gather it in a short time.

"Master, let's go together!"

Li Daoxuan held the plague bell in one hand and the Fantian seal in the other. The tyrannical coercion of the two immortal weapons made the old heavenly master couldn't help but look sideways.

"Hehe, our Longhushan, how can there be any reason to let the junior stand in front?"

The old heavenly master stood in front of Li Daoxuan, with white hair fluttering and a domineering voice.

Whoosh!
The golden light reappeared on the ground, and the old heavenly master still took the initiative to attack. The bright sword light almost illuminated the night sky, supporting his old body to fight Moro again.

clang!clang!clang!clang……

The sound of gold and stone is like a violent storm, and the sword energy is as cold as the moon shooting the cold river. In the shadow of the sword in the sky, there are also bright thunder lights, which flicker vertically and horizontally, domineering and fierce.

Boom!

The old celestial master held a sword in one hand and pinched the thunder mark in the other, and from time to time summoned purple divine lightning to strike Mo Luo's body, leaving scorched black marks.

This is the divine thunder among the five thunders. It is mainly used for killing and killing evil gods such as wild temples, prostitutes, Shankui Wutong and other evil gods!

For a while, the old master once again fought Mo Luo to a tie, and even had a slight upper hand, leaving one after another scars on the opponent's body of Mo Luo.

At the same time, relying on the supernatural power of vertical golden light, the old heavenly master can always avoid Mo Luo's attack in a matter of seconds.

The scene seemed to be favorable, but the worry in Li Daoxuan's eyes became more and more intense.

He opened his eyebrows and sky eyes to see the movements of the old master, and found that the master could not hold back his anger. During the battle, wisps of white mist gushed out from the pores, looking from a distance, It's like flying through the clouds and riding the fog, with fairy air floating.

But Li Daoxuan knew that this was because the temperature in the master's body was too high, and the pores could no longer close the breath, and if things went on like this, his physical strength would quickly disappear.

His heavenly eyes watched the fight between the two closely, while holding the magic weapon tightly, waiting for an opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, the old master fought Mo Luo with 130 six moves. His speed became slower and slower, and the sword in his hand gradually became heavier.

At the beginning, he could cut through three inches of the golden body, but now, he can only leave a shallow trace.

Finally, the old heavenly master couldn't help exhaling the air in his body, and the white air wave flew towards Mo Luo like a snake. The experienced man hoped to disturb Mo Luo's sight.

At the same time, the golden light of the old heavenly master was interrupted for a moment.

The corner of Mo Luo's mouth smiled slightly, and he stretched out his bergamot with his palm facing upwards, and the surrounding space seemed to become a small world, sucking the old heavenly master into it, making him as insignificant as an ant.

Buddha country in the palm of your hand!

This is the great supernatural power of Buddhism, which builds a Sumeru world in the palm of your hand. Once you fall into it, even if you fly at the world's top speed with a vertical golden light, you can't escape from this world in your palm for three days and three nights.

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

This is a great supernatural power that only the Buddha can master. Mara was originally transformed by the evil thoughts of the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats. Now that he has obtained the body of Maitreya, he can naturally use this supernatural power.

The old celestial master is trapped in the world in the palm of his hand, the divine sword in his hand is shining brightly, and the space around him is rippling, trying to split this world that is a prison.

Click!

A series of black cracks emerged, as if a transparent cover was being smashed and broken.

But Mo Luo was also not to be outdone, and continued to consume mana to repair the world in the palm of his hand, preventing the old master from getting out of trouble, and the two temporarily stalemate together.

It's now!

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately rang the plague bell.

The light in Mo Luo's eyes was slack, and he was momentarily absent-minded.

boom!
Fan Tianyin turned into half of a mountain, and hit Mo Luo on the back of the head, making him stagger in the air and almost fell down.

"Hmph, courting death!"

Mo Luo came back to his senses, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the other magic hand slapped Li Daoxuan fiercely.

"Law Heaven and Earth!"

Li Daoxuan's body soared, even becoming bigger than the body of the demon Buddha. He held the Juque sword and stabbed at the demon hand resolutely.

boom! !

For the first time, the tried-and-tested supernatural power of Fatianxiangdi failed, and the Juque sword in Li Daoxuan's hand flew out of his hand. He spat out blood, and his body kept shrinking as he retreated, smashing houses one by one.

Click!

Zidian flew, and the old master finally pierced the Buddha's hand with his sword, shattered the void, and left the world in his palm.

He fell to the ground, his wrinkled forehead dripped with sweat, and even the originally clean and tidy gossip daoist robe was wet with sweat.

"Too aggressive!"

The old heavenly master panted, looked at Li Daoxuan, and was about to rescue him, but suddenly froze for a moment.

Li Daoxuan was coughing up blood while pinching the Dao seal with his hands, and was about to cast the Golden Light Mantra to stabilize his figure, but before he could cast it, he found that his speed suddenly slowed down.

It was as if there was an invisible force supporting him.

A slender hand was imprinted on his back, and the soft power was like a thousand miles of clear waves.

A fresh and cool fragrance hit, and the glowing black hair brushed against Li Daoxuan's cheeks, each strand was crystal clear and soft like brocade.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Empress Tsing Yi's voice was still so clear and cold, but I don't know if it was an illusion, Li Daoxuan seemed to hear a little bit of guilt.

There is also a trace of depression that freezes the air.

Li Daoxuan instantly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Qing Ni, you are here!"

He turned around with surprise in his eyes.

Long time no see, Empress in Tsing Yi has become more holy and beautiful. She didn't wear the Zixia Immortal Clothes that Li Daoxuan gave her before, she was still wearing a Tsing Yi long skirt, but the breasts were embroidered with exquisite gold silk cloud patterns, which set off the skin more beautifully. Pure and clean, cool and noble.

The gorgeous embroidered ribbon flutters, and the multicolored aura flows around the body. Every frown and frown are like white lotus in snow mountain, jade ice in blue sea.

The jade boots are light, three inches off the ground, walking in the void, not stained by dust.

Empress Tsing Yi didn't speak, but nodded lightly, her attitude seemed very indifferent, but the jade hand imprinted on Li Daoxuan's back never let go, and she continued to use her mana to heal him.

Strange, why is Qing Ni a little angry?

Li Daoxuan was a little puzzled, the empress seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Tsing Yi..."

Mo Luo showed a look of surprise, and said: "It seems that the black mountain old demon didn't restrain you, you dare to come here in real body, are you not afraid that the Qingming world will be turned upside down by him?"

Empress Tsing Yi did not answer his question, but said coldly: "Which hand did you just... use to injure him?"

Moro froze for a moment, then sneered.

"Qing Yi, you can be regarded as a ghost fairy, a hero, you won't really get along with Li Daoxuan, right?"

The empress in Tsing Yi did not speak, the slender jade body suddenly burst into ten thousand rays of light, and a flawless lotus flower emerged from behind, the petals propped up the sun and the moon, and the roots pierced straight into Jiuyou.

A petal falls, beautiful and dreamy, as if walking between reality and reality, cutting the space in half.

A celestial light flashed, indistinct as a surprise.

The bergamot and magic hands fall at the same time, and the incision is as smooth as a mirror.

The empress in Tsing Yi pinched the lotus flower seal with her hands, her eyes were clear, like a cold river under the moon.

"Since you don't answer, then cut off both hands together."

……

In a hidden valley somewhere outside Luoyang City.

The old beggar by the side of the road closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

He was observing the battle situation in Luoyang through those two toads. When the old heavenly master slashed out that shocking sword, he didn't show any excitement, but became more worried.

When Empress Tsing Yi appeared, his brows relaxed a little, but soon wrinkled again.

"No, no..."

"Even though Tsing Yi possesses the fruit status of ghost and immortal at the same time, and has manifested the lotus dharma body, which can temporarily suppress Mo Luo, it still cannot completely kill the demon Buddha body..."

"It's weird, it's weird, I clearly feel that there is a glimmer of life, but where is this life?"

"Gods and Buddhas do not come out, who in the world can kill Mo Luo?"

After a pause, he hesitated and said, "How about... do the math?"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head violently, slapped himself hard, and cursed: "Student on the side of the road, you really can't change your shit, have you forgotten the oath you made?"

"Isn't it because of your mouth that you have become like this?"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count if you kill it!"

"Even if Mo Luo kills everyone and burns their bones to ashes, the old beggar is definitely not counted!"

……

Li Daoxuan stared blankly at the beautiful back of the empress, three thousand blue hairs fluttering, the divine light of separation and reunion bloomed, with snowy muscles and jade bones, like a mysterious girl falling into the mundane world.

In his impression, the empress has always been cold and holy, calm and calm, strategizing and intelligent, and the situation where Chang'an killed the five elders to help him advance was secretly arranged by the empress.

Afterwards, she let Li Daoxuan get a great name, but she went away without showing any signs of dew.

This was the first time he saw Empress so angry...as well as being strong and domineering.

However, this did not affect the image of the empress at all, on the contrary, it made Li Daoxuan feel that Qing Ni seemed... more attractive.

"Tsing Yi, so this is your hole card, what a fairy fruit position, what a lotus dharma body!"

Mo Luo's broken hands recovered quickly, and he stared at the Tsing Yi empress with a hint of wonder.

Tsing Yi hides very deeply. He thought that the other party was just the weakest ghost among the five immortals, but he didn't expect that she still has the status of immortality, the lotus dharma body!
Nowadays, under the promotion of Li Shimin, many people in the Tang Dynasty enshrine Tsing Yi. It is conceivable that her spiritual cultivation has far surpassed that of ghosts and immortals.

No wonder she is not afraid of the old demon of Heishan, it is estimated that Heishan can escape from her hand.

"But do you think that you are the only one in this world who has a hole card?"

Mo Luo made a mudra with his hands, and his body was so radiant that three golden figures walked out.

"Amitabha, everything in the past returns to dust."

"Heaven and the world, I am the only one!"

"Since seeing the future, why not worship?"

The ancient Buddha came with a lamp, the World Honored One sat pointing to the sky, and Maitreya was always smiling.

The Buddhas of the past, present and future appear in the sky above Luoyang as if crossing the long river of time and space.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that half of their faces are slightly distorted, like a Buddha or a demon.

Mo Luo smiled slightly and said, "How about the three avatars of this seat?"

(End of this chapter)