An actor who cannot become an Internet celebrity is not a good priest

Xu Qingchu's incantation was fast, the peach wood sword glowed with crimson flames, and the murderous corpses rushed up one after another. He turned his wrist, the sword stood in front of him, and swung hard, sweeping out a piece of red flames. It burned down to the ground.

From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Lu Yuyang's hand being grabbed by a murderous corpse. He turned his footsteps, made a nimble somersault, and landed steadily on Lu Yuyang's side. He raised the sword and cut off the murderous corpse's arm.

Standing side by side, the two only had time to exchange a look before turning to face the murderous corpse, guarding the other's back.

Perhaps under Yu Yufeng's order, the murderous corpses did not go into the wooden house. Jian Xiao watched Lu Yuyang and Xu Qingchu's bodies suffer from injuries, and felt extremely anxious.

Behind him, Xiao Heng's rebirth mantra has been recited repeatedly for more than an hour. Seeing large beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, Jian Xiao moved his lips, hesitating whether to persuade him to take a rest, and saw him wrinkle tightly. A mouthful of black blood suddenly vomited from his brow!

Jian Xiao hurriedly knelt down to support him, and asked anxiously, "Is it okay? How could this happen?" When he vomited blood while chanting the scriptures, no matter how he thought about it, something was wrong.

Xiao Heng swallowed heavily the bloody smell rolling in his throat, his eyes swept out along the door, and saw Yu Yufeng who was making the hand formula from a distance, and said in a deep voice: "He is casting a spell to obstruct it."

"Then what should I do?" Jian Xiao was in a hurry, falling down one by one and pounced on the other, under Yu Yufeng's urging, even began to defraud, the encirclement was constantly shrinking, Lu Yuyang and Xu Qingchu fought more fiercely Hours are almost unbearable.

"Don't go out here." Xiao Heng put the Buddhist beads on his wrist, took the broom in his hand, took out the green bamboo stick, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his cuff, and walked slowly towards the group of murderous corpses.

His eyes were as deep as a deep lake, his lips opened and closed, and he said lightly: "All Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their hearts in this way... I will make them all enter the Nirvana without residue and save them. This is how to save countless, countless and boundless sentient beings... ...【Note 1】" The stick was thrown horizontally, seemingly powerless, but it sent a murderous corpse flying out of the waist.

Jian Xiao straightened her eyes immediately.

In Lu Chu's words, yes, no, Xiao Heng looked like a little boy, how could he beat up the vicious corpse so hard?

With Xiao Heng's blessing, Lu Yuyang finally had time to loosen his stiff fist. He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Heng, frowning: "Go in and guard Jian Xiao."

Xiao Heng glanced at him indifferently, without moving his feet.

Lu Yuyang wanted to say something more, but there was a series of crisp jingling sounds not far away, followed by a golden light like a glass bead rushing over, aiming at Xu Qingchu, Lu Yuyang subconsciously reached out to grab it, but that The golden light was so fast that it barely brushed past his little finger.

The golden light was so powerful that it broke the phalanx of his little finger with a "click", and then hit Xu Qingchu's right back shoulder.

The strength of this blow was not weakened at all because Lu Yuyang broke a finger, blood spattered, Xu Qingchu let out a muffled groan between his teeth, left a deep wound like a bullet hole on his right back shoulder, and the mahogany sword lost his strength and fell to the ground.

He took a staggered step, and several ferocious corpses took the opportunity to pounce on him. Their sharp nails scratched his clothes, leaving several hideous bloodstains.

"Qingchu!" Lu Yuyang's eyes turned red in an instant, he gritted his teeth and pushed away the murderous corpse in front of him, supported his crumbling body, and at the same time neatly lifted the mahogany sword on the ground, and roared as he retreated towards the wooden house, "Xiao Heng! Come here!"

Xiao Heng quickly ran to the two of them, glanced at the wound on Xu Qingchu's back shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Stop the bleeding first, I have prepared wound medicine in the bag."

Lu Yuyang nodded, and supported Xu Qingchu to retreat all the way.

Stimulated by Yu Yufeng's spell and the smell of fresh blood, the murderous corpse became more and more manic. The green bamboo stick in Xiao Heng's hand was quickly overwhelmed, and broke into two pieces with a "click".

He threw away the bamboo stick and snatched the mahogany sword from Lu Yuyang's hand, and stepped forward to stand in front of the two of them: "Miao Zhan can't hold on to the honor, but Shurangama Wang Shixi has it. If you want to sell me for a hundred million kalpas, you can't go through it." The monk attained the Dharmakaya...【Note 2】”

As the scriptures were recited, a thin layer of golden light appeared on Xiao Heng's body. The next moment, the golden light turned into countless thin needles. He swung his sword sharply, and the golden needles shot straight at the approaching corpses. .

The dozen or so murderous corpses walking in front were pierced with golden needles and turned into a pile of white bones on the spot.

However, Xiao Heng's move seemed to have exhausted all his strength, he was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, he was gasping for breath and chanting the six-character mantra repeatedly.

Sooner or later, Lu Yuyang clenched his teeth, and every pore on his body became tense.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the figure. The soul of the disciple, the five viscera are profound. [Note 3]" Xu Qingchu's face was pale, and after chanting a few mantras to borrow three points of strength, he raised his hand and squeezed a thunder formula, pointing directly at Yu Yufeng.

"Boom", a thunder fell, Yu Yufeng was caught off guard, rolled to the ground and hid in a panic, but he stood up and patted his clothes nonchalantly, with a grim smile slowly showing on his face.

Lu Yuyang has been paying attention to Yu Yufeng's movements, but Xiao Xiao still disappeared when Xu Qingchu was injured.His eyes suddenly sharpened, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his ankle, he looked down, and saw a skull rolling to his foot at some point, biting his foot fiercely, unable to shake it off at all.

Xu Qingchu was fighting with Yu Yufeng covered in cold sweat, he was unhappy for a while, Lu Yuyang supported him and couldn't bend down, so he could only endure the pain and let it bite.

However, in the next second, he felt a faint heat on his right back shoulder. The familiar feeling was a unicorn tattoo. Then Lu Yuyang felt the heat slide down the right half of his body, and a red flame burst out from his ankle, instantly burning his skull into pieces. ash.

Xiao Heng in front of him was already exhausted, but the bones turned from the corpses on the ground automatically spliced ​​into human forms one by one and stood up.

to finish.Lu Yuyang thought to himself.

It was already exhausted, and there was another crackling sound in the wooden house.

His heart "thumped", and he looked at Jian Xiao suddenly, his pupils shrank fiercely.

Owl!

He held Jian Xiao's throat firmly with one hand, and looked at Lu Yuyang with a smile.

Xiao Heng's string of Buddhist beads was broken, and the purple-red wooden beads rolled all over the ground.

Seeing Lu Yuyang's horrified expression, Jian Xiao smiled wryly in his heart. He always knew that he was useless, but at this moment, seeing the three people covered in blood, he had to admit that he was so useless that he was powerless Yes, probably more capable than him.

His throat quivered slightly, he opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Don't...don't care about me."

Noticing the movement in the wooden house, Xiao Heng's face darkened, and he quickly retreated to Lu Yuyang's side, and took off the amulet on his back that held Nan Wenqiu: "The only one who can save him is Nan Wenqiu."

Lu Yuyang didn't have time to react. The moment the yellow talisman was removed, his pupils trembled violently, his eyes were red and black, and his heart beat like a drum beat, which ignited the blood in his body, his body temperature rose rapidly, and he fell into darkness before his eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Qingchu quickly restrained his mind and hugged the fallen Lu Yuyang, the wound was pulled hard, causing him to fall to the ground with the pain.

Lu Yuyang's consciousness hadn't dissipated yet, and he could clearly feel that Nan Wenqiu was breaking free from the shackles. His body was in great pain, as if he was about to be torn into pieces. He felt that Nan Wenqiu didn't want his body, but wanted to get out of him.

How can it be so easy?

Lu Yuyang gritted his teeth and shouted in his heart: "Are you going to kill me?"

"I won't let you die." In the darkness, Nan Wenqiu's face was dimly lit, "Lend me 20 years."

"20 years? I really don't care about time," Lu Yuyang said coldly, "It's as if you will pay it back."

"It will be returned." Nan Wenqiu said, "You have no choice."

Yes, Lu Yuyang has no choice, if these 20 years are not given, all of them will die.

Seeing a golden light glowing on Lu Yuyang's forehead, which exploded suddenly, extending out a series of light golden cracks, which covered his whole body in an instant, Xu Qingchu's heart skipped a beat: "Yuyang!"

Hearing Xu Qingchu's anxious call, Lu Yuyang struggled to open his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, it's okay."

He said he was fine, but the black hair on his temples faded a little bit.

Xu Qingchu watched helplessly as his black hair turned into white hair under her nose, her eyes widened slightly, her whole body froze, and she asked softly, "How did this happen?"

Lu Yuyang smiled: "I'm getting old soon, don't dislike me."

Xu Qingchu's chest seemed to be blocked by a piece of rusted iron, his heart was throbbing, and the smell of blood rolled into his throat. After swallowing hard, he also pulled the corners of his lips, saying: "I don't dislike it."

When the words fell to the ground, Lu Yuyang pushed him away violently, and rolled away a few steps away, the cracks on the skin ignited golden flames, and the severe pain of tearing made him unable to bear a low growl of pain.

"Yuyang!" Xu Qingchu's heart was about to explode.

Lu Yuyang panted heavily, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Don't... come here."

Shuo Jin's bondage was forcibly broken in an instant, and Nan Wenqiu slowly appeared in the golden light.

Holding the sword in his right hand, his sleeping phoenix eyes slowly opened, looking at the man who was exactly like himself in the wooden house, his eyes crossed, and he asked coldly: "Who are you?"

"I am you." Xiao Xiao chuckled, "Another you."

Nan Wenqiu pursed his lips.

"We are one. I did it for you if you were afraid to do it, but you cruelly abandoned me." A sad expression appeared on Xiao Xiao's face, "Even Chu Huaiyuan dug me out of my life." Come out, don't you feel pain?"

"I don't remember." Nan Wenqiu said expressionlessly.

Xiao tilted his head: "I can remind you." After he finished speaking, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and the fingers pinching Jian Xiao's throat suddenly tightened.

The strong sense of suffocation made Jian Xiao's face turn red, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and struggled feebly while grabbing Xiao's hand.

"Nan Wenqiu, I didn't lend you 20 years to let you die!" Lu Yuyang growled through gritted teeth.

Nan Wenqiu stared at Jian Xiao with dark red eyes, but did not move.

Xiao Heng was still resisting the approaching corpse, Xu Qingchu's spell had no effect on Xiao Xiao at all, Lu Yuyang watched Jian Xiao fall into a coma due to suffocation, his scalp was about to explode but he couldn't even move a finger.

Just when he couldn't help but want to yell at Nan Wenqiu, the unconscious Jian Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, his light golden eyes looked straight at Nan Wenqiu, and gently licked the corner of his lower lip.

Nan Wenqiu's heart trembled, and countless memory fragments frantically flooded into his mind, strung together into a long roll of black and white silent films, which quickly passed through his mind within a few seconds of looking at each other.

He remembered.

He is a dragon, and Chu Huai was originally a phoenix.

And Xiao... is his inner demon, the demon dug out from his left chest.

Nan Wenqiu's eyelids trembled slightly, and he raised a hand to cover his heart in a daze, empty-handed.

When he was in a daze, Shuo Jin suddenly broke away from his hand, and the golden flame flourished, piercing the silence with a hush, and stabbed at Xiao fiercely.

Xiao Xiao seemed to be afraid of Shuo Jin, and immediately let go of Jian Xiao and dodged to avoid it, but his cheek was still cut by the sword energy. He was like an inflatable doll, and a ray of black air emerged from the breach.

Chu Huaiyuan grabbed Shuo Jin, stabbed out with a sharp backhand sword, Xiao was on guard, and while avoiding sideways, he slapped his chest with his palm, Chu Huaiyuan gathered his strength to form a small golden barrier on his chest, hard Shengsheng received this palm, and was shot flying out of the room the moment another sword pierced Xiao Xiao's shoulder.

Seeing that he vomited blood when he fell beside him, Lu Yuyang couldn't help but said, "Take it easy, please." It's all internal injuries, so don't kill Jian Xiao.

Hearing the voice of his words, Chu Huaiyuan laughed lowly, and simply lay flat on the ground: "I am like this now, how can I beat him."

Lu Yuyang: "..." Where is the agreed number one general?

Lu Yuyang was about to say something, when a deafening dragon chant suddenly sounded in the wooden house, a black shadow pierced through the roof, and turned into a huge purple-black dragon in mid-air, the dragon's tail swept across, and the surrounding houses collapsed. Roaring, he opened his bloody mouth and bit Chu Huaiyuan.

This mouthful will definitely implicate Lu Yuyang, his back feels chilly, and now there is not even any scum left...

At the moment when Xu Qingchu rushed over, he touched the silver ring on his ring finger. Thinking of the unlit candle and the red wine, he suddenly felt that he could still save him, and shouted: "Nan Wenqiu !"

As if responding to his desire to survive, Nan Wenqiu turned into a giant dragon and bit the owl at the nick of time, dragging it to fly between the clouds.

Two dragons are fighting, the sky is dim, and lightning flashes from time to time in the backlog of clouds, accompanied by the roar of dragons resounding through the sky, just like the end of the world in the movie.

"My dad has just one last wish." Yu Yufeng walked slowly in front of Xu Qingchu, stepping on the bones scattered by Xiao Heng, with a casual smile on his face, "I want you to be buried with him."

Xu Qingchu sneered: "I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

He made mudras with his hands, and a gust of wind blew up a cloud of black smoke in front of him.

The black smoke was getting bigger and bigger, and rolled into a black cyclone in the wind. Yu Yufeng was in a bad mood, and cautiously stepped back a few steps, using the spell to urge the remaining dozen or so murderous corpses to rush towards Xu Qingchu.

"I have to order the Yin soldiers to come and see you at the altar!"

Xu Qingchu let out a low cry, the cyclone exploded, and the approaching corpse was thrown to the ground.

The black air surged, and a dozen or so figures neatly lined up in two rows slowly appeared. The leading figure, Lu Yuyang, looked more and more familiar, and then saw a pair of long legs wearing black military boots stepping out.

Lu Yuyang's eyes lit up when he saw the man's unruly and handsome face: "Marshal Gu!"

The author has something to say: Note 1: Selected from the "Diamond Sutra"

Note 2: From the Shurangama Mantra

Note 3: Selected from "The Purification Mantra"