Great Sui Guoshi

"Decree, gods from all directions, everything is done!!"

An apricot-yellow beam of light shines from the bronze mirror, and instantly casts towards the figure in the golden cassock over there. There are several "chi" sounds, and a few wisps of green smoke rise. Pudu Cihang slightly closes his eyes. In an instant, the gust of wind Blowing across this field, everyone can't open their eyes.

The radiated Dharma light seemed to be swallowed by the darkness, flickered a few times in the blackness, and then disconnected from the bronze mirror.

The Taoist clapped his hands twice, and his heart suddenly became cold.

"Old mother Yuer, what kind of rags and irons did Master leave behind, so useless?!"

While muttering a few words, from the corner of the eye he suddenly saw that Pudu Cihang was nearly three feet away, and he quickly raised his hand and waved it.

"Hey, there's something wrong with this magic weapon, you wait for me for a while, just stand there and don't move..."

Pudu Cihang looked at him expressionlessly, the monk shoes he was stepping on suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look in one direction, only to hear a clattering noise, densely packed things flying from the forest.

The next moment, the mana was countered, the monk's sleeves were swept away, and the dense flying things fell to the ground. The Taoist stepped back two steps quickly, and the copper coins scattered on the ground stood upright one after another. Roll and form a row, blocking the path of the old monk.

"The Qiankun Copper Coin Formation..."

Sun Yingxian naturally knew who was coming, and Pudu Cihang on the opposite side also felt the mana of the scholar from the copper coin formation. With a blank expression on his face, he pushed the seal, and the copper coin formation seemed to be hit hard, and it sank towards the Taoist, crackling for a while There was a chaotic sound, and Bengfei scattered.

Min Yuerou, who was standing a little far away, was almost hit by a copper coin, and a stone next to her was shattered by the blow.

...This is just the force of being squeezed and shot by mana, if it is hit head-on by mana...

The woman didn't dare to think about what would happen.

At this moment, from the magic circle placed by the Taoist to the collapse of the copper coins, everyone here was dumbfounded. They thought they could help, but now it seems that whether they can save their lives is a problem.

Over there, Pudu Cihang hung down his monk's sleeves, and in his eyes, the scattered copper coins stood up again, rolling on the ground in a 'hey, hey, hey', and at the same time forming a magic circle in front of the Taoist again, hooves The sound resounded on the ground.

And, the donkey neighed.

Ahhhh--

Hearing the braying of the donkey, Min Yuerou looked subconsciously. An old donkey she had seen in Lujia Village spread its hoofs and ran towards this side happily. However, in just a moment, it passed them, and then... He lowered his head and gnawed on the grass.

The old donkey who appeared strangely made Pudu Cihang over there finally have an expression on his face.

The donkey with its bald tail flicking and grazing leisurely, under the power of the demon, vaguely saw another appearance.

Dragon head, lion's mane, deer antlers, moose body... Elegant and majestic, swinging the oxtail, gnawing on the grass and chewing there.

Feeling the silence of this moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what happened. At this moment, Pudu Cihang over there closed his eyes.

Namo Amitabha...Namo Amitabha...Namo Amitabha...Namo Amitabha...

"What's going on?!" "Where did the Sanskrit sound come from!"

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly, and they gripped the handle of the knife tightly to look around. The Taoist helped Zuo Zhengyang, who was gradually regaining consciousness, to stand up, and shouted, "Be careful! Cover your ears."

The female voice of Purdue Cihang over there is cold and peaceful.

"Everyone is too murderous, you must put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, cross the sea of ​​suffering in the floating world, and reach the other shore."

He looked at the moon that was getting fuller in the sky, the Dharma seal was erected again, and he closed his eyes with his eyes closed.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

Surrounded by the sound of the Buddha, it came from all directions, as if it was breathtaking. The Taoist held his breath and concentrated, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, and channeled his mana. Over there, Purdue Cihang walked over step by step.

"Don't go there, wake up..."

Hum huh!

The old donkey put his long ears down, closed his hearing, and the electric light bounced off his body, and the electric arc hit everyone, trembling and trembling, their beard and hair stood up in an instant, and fell down one by one.

call…..

Among the twitching crowd, the figure with the broken arm gritted his teeth and stood up while supporting the blade. Looking at the old monk chanting Sanskrit over there, he leaned on the blade and slowly moved over.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately..."

……

The Sanskrit sound spread, and spread to a farther direction in the strong wind, circling panicked birds, flapping their wings and flying towards this side, hugging golden lights in a moment, and disappearing in the night sky without a trace.

Tread Tread...

The fallen leaves in the forest splashed, and a figure spread rapidly. At a certain moment, Lu Liangsheng's body trembled violently, and Lu Liangsheng rushed out through the dense branches and leaves, and jumped onto the field.

Ok?

Pudu Cihang opened his eyes slightly, his figure in mid-air, his robes rattling, the scroll in his hand unfolded and flung into the night sky.

"The yin and yang are reversed, and the universe borrows the law!"

The hair on the forehead is stroked in the wind, the scholar's clear voice is squeezed out of the lips, a picture scroll unfolded in the night sky, full of portraits of evil spirits and skeletons, the only abrupt thing is that they are full of suona, Golden cymbals, drums, flutes and other musical instruments.

The ghosts of the underworld are buried!

The magic light bloomed, and the surrounding Yin Qi swirled against the strong wind. In the next second, there was a different vocal music in the life-sacrificing mantra.

Di di da di... bang bang choke.... di la da...

The sad and desolate vocal music faintly resounds between the heaven and the earth. It is sad and charming, and it makes people lose their minds.

The two voices collided and intermingled. Min Yuerou and his party, who were convulsed and confused on the ground, screamed heart-piercingly, covered their ears and rolled on the ground. Buzzing.

The scholar in white and green robes floated down from mid-air, and stepped on the ground, like a person who couldn't hear the screams rolling on the ground. The two Dharma sounds rushed down. Although it was uncomfortable, at least he would not be lured to death by confusion.

Pudu Cihang's lips trembled faster, and the scholar squeezed his fingers to make a decision, and also increased the magic power of the magic weapon floating in mid-air.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately..."

'Di di da da... bang di la da di...'

For a moment, the French tones were intertwined and intertwined, and the original timbre could not be heard at all.

Lu Liangsheng clenched his teeth, and the shadow blood in his nostrils flowed out, which was sucked in by him. Looking at the old monk opposite, he suddenly waved away his robe sleeve.

"Fazhang, let's save some effort."

Over there, he moved his lips quickly and stopped, Pudu Cihang opened his eyes, waved his hand without a vertical mark, and the death-demanding mantra stopped abruptly.

"Young Master Lu, your cultivation has improved, and congratulations from my patriarch."

"What are you striving for?" Lu Liangsheng smiled, holding back his sullenness, and calmly raised his hand to take out a pair of earplugs made of cowhide and cotton wool from his ears, and spread them in his hands: "It's just a trick."

Throwing the earplugs away, in an instant, the palm of the hand was flipped, and the copper coins on the ground flew up.

.....The first step is over, it's time for the second step.

......

"It's Young Master Lu..." "Great, he's finally here!"

Min Yuerou pursed her lips tightly, and looked at the pile of copper coins over there, forming a long sword with copper coins in her palm, tears were about to flow out.

"Master Lu..."

The next moment she whispered, she was interrupted by a sharp roar.

Zuo Zhengyang, who staggered slowly approaching with a saber, said "Monster!!", and slashed at Pudu Cihang's head angrily.

The knife slashed at the flesh.

Chapter 191 Swallowing the Moon

The long knife swung across the flesh, and there was a sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.

The thin-faced head soared into the sky with its long-eared mitral hat.

Lu Liangsheng, who was standing opposite, was taken aback by this sudden change, and the head that was flying in the air in his eyes did not show any painful expression.

"Oops!"

The copper coin method sword hanging in the palm buzzed and trembled, and the scholar swung his sleeves: "Go!" The copper coin method sword shot straight out, nailing the falling head. In an instant, his foot kicked, and his body turned into an afterimage , like a fish swimming through a lotus leaf, crouching over the side of a headless corpse.

Grabbing Zuo Zhengyang and tugging at the hem of his clothes, the two moved forward and back, separated by dozens of steps. In Zuo Zhengyang's backward vision, the head that was tumbling down, avoiding the magic sword, landed steadily on the bare shoulders and neck. superior.

He was still gritted his teeth and whispered.

"evildoer……"

The figure of the old monk with his back turned, slowly raised his hand and twisted the broken part of the head and neck, and there was a light 'click' sound, as if he was not affected by the severed neck just now, and then slowly blurred and disappeared in place.

Ok? !

Seeing this scene, Lu Liangsheng threw Zuo Zhengyang to the woman's side, turned to look at the altar, the disappearing figure reappeared, the golden cassock was stroked, and Pudu Cihang also looked towards this side with the vertical seal.

"Excellent, excellent, it seems that Mr. Lu is also in a sea of ​​ups and downs, and he can't break free."

Lu Liangsheng didn't answer, he waved his sleeves, and the copper coins and dharma swords flew all over the place, and they fell into his palm for a moment, and the other hand pointed to the air and quickly wrote the seal character 'Yang'.

No matter how well-cultivated monsters are, they are ultimately yin.

The seal script of the word 'Yang' soaked copper coins with mana, and Lu Liangsheng pushed them out with a palm. The copper coins glowed golden in his palm, and his wide sleeves protruded.

Pudu Cihang also had no choice but to greet her with a vertical palm,

boom!

The golden light exploded in the air, two different streams of mana collided, and the terrifying air waves shot around. A large circle was obviously formed in the air. The stone guardrails on both sides of the spacious stone steps cut off the capitals of the pillars, and the stone chips exploded. .

The old monk was surrounded by a golden and peaceful light, and inside was a huge silhouette of an orchid seal sitting cross-legged on a lotus.

"Western Heaven is here!"

The strong wind blew on the ground, and Lu Liangsheng's robe was flapping. The next moment, his figure rushed into the night sky, towards the Dharma figure on the stone steps, and his palms kept hitting. The copper coins glowed golden and formed light balls. Crazy flying shot out from his palm.

boom boom boom...

The golden ball of light in the sky poured down on Pudu Cihang, and the copper coins exploded one after another when they touched the white rock bricks. The engravings with the four characters of "Pudu Cihang" painted red were all under the bombardment, leaving only the latter two remnants.

Looking at the golden balls all over the sky, the Taoist looked at his palm and smacked his lips. This is exactly the dry sun palm he taught Lu Liangsheng. Unexpectedly, he can use it like this...

The group of people who rescued Zuo Zhengyang were stunned. Min Yuerou stood there in a daze with her eyes wide open. It is difficult for ordinary people like them to touch, just the mana pouring down from the sky, even the first-class masters in the world may find it difficult to catch it, or if they catch it, it will be a situation where serious injuries cannot be cured.

'This is a person who cultivates the Tao...'

Almost everyone thought of this indescribable emotion.

Over ten lines of sight looked over there, above the midair, the dense ball of light stopped, and most of the Ganyang Palm was not caught in that method, but there was not even a single ripple, Lu Liangsheng descended to the ground, waved his hand With one move, the "Death Soul Burial" floating in mid-air flew towards him.

Above the dilapidated stone steps, the diffuse smoke and dust spread and rolled away, revealing the appearance of the Western Heaven Dharma Driving, and the orchid Dharma seal formed suddenly turned flowers into palm prints, stirring up wind and thunder.

In everyone's field of vision, a golden light suddenly appeared, and I couldn't help but raise my hand to block it. The Lu Liangsheng who was facing him was different again. The scroll in front of him was blocked by Yin Qi, and the scroll was sunken inward , 咵咵咵... The scholar stepped on the ground and moved back a foot.

"Young master Lu, don't you know?"

The auspicious radiance converged, revealing the figure of an old monk with a vertical imprint of Jishou, "The moon is full tonight, and this patriarch will not be affected by any Taoist magic..."

Lu Liangsheng clutched his stomach, and when he raised his face to look at him, Pudu Cihang's words sounded far away, and two figures, one tall and one short, were walking back and forth on the road outside the forest.

At a certain moment, as if hearing a voice from the wind, the short figure walking in front raised his toad face.

"The moon is so round tonight..."

The old monk Jishou bowed to the Buddha behind him, Taoist Toad closed his toad eyes, the dense pimples on his back glowed with purple aura, and the evil spirit permeated, rushing into the night sky.

.......

Outside the altar, the voice of Purdue Cihang continued on the stone steps.

"...People in the world are ignorant and don't know it. Master Lu's coming tonight is all in my prediction..."

Behind him, an old donkey with a bald tail chewed the grass and walked slowly past. With a kick of his hind legs, Pudu Cihang, who was still talking, staggered and almost fell down the stone steps.

Treading, the monk's shoes cracked the ground, stabilized his figure, Pudu Cihang turned his head, and the old donkey spread its hooves and ran away.

"Has Fa Zhang expected this hoof?"

Luckily, Lu Liang used his mana to suppress the discomfort from the blow he just received, and reached out to grab the scroll magic weapon floating in front of him, and unfolded it.

In front of him, Pudu Cihang stood up straight in embarrassment, the veins on his forehead were swollen and throbbing.

"The moon is full tonight, it seems that you still don't understand, so I have no choice but to..."

The strong wind blowing around suddenly weakened, and the swaying branches gradually stopped. Pudu Cihang, who was speaking, suddenly stopped his voice, and looked up at the night sky.