Chapter 1088: The man who reversed the calamity
Yu Feihong is known as the "Golden Lamp Arhat" because he has a weird oil lamp magic weapon.
There are different opinions about the origin of this magic weapon. Some people say that he snatched it in a secret place at the risk of nine deaths; some people say that a monk from Luotian Mountain felt that this magic weapon was destined for him, so he bought it. It was given as a gift by hand; some people say that it was this oil lamp that pressed down on the Luotian Sect's secret book in the ruined temple on the top of the mountain. Yu Feihong obtained the secret book, and of course this magic weapon was also included in his bag.
Although the rumors are bizarre and many are unrealistic, one thing is certain, that is, the power of this magic weapon is absolutely impressive, otherwise Yu Feihong would not be called the "Golden Lantern Arhat".
At this moment, the dim butter lamp flew into the air, and the wick flame suddenly surged. The flame that was originally as big as a broad bean instantly rose several feet. At the same time, a solemn Sanskrit singing sound also sounded all around. .
"Buddhist bald donkey! Are you ruining my good deeds?"
Feeling the unusual aura fluctuations in the oil lamp, Xiong Ba's pupils shrank, and he took the time to punch Liang Yan again while fighting.
The power of the fist broke through the air and rushed towards him. In just a split second, he reached the top of the oil lamp.
Seeing this, Yu Feihong hurriedly pulled back his neck and ran towards the forest. He ran far away in the blink of an eye, without any intention of staying to protect the oil lamp.
Boom!
The punch hit the oil lamp, making a loud noise, and circles of transparent ripples spread out, grinding all the nearby forest vegetation into powder.
However, what is surprising is that this dim and old-looking oil lamp was actually intact under Xiong Ba's punch. The overwhelming punch not only did not cause any damage to the oil lamp, Instead, all the rust on its surface was knocked off.
At this time, the oil lamp shed a layer of skin, as if it had been reborn. The golden light shone on it, and even the light turned to a light golden color.
“This is the real golden lamp!”
Yu Feihong emerged from the forest, glanced at the oil lamp in mid-air, and said with emotion.
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light shot out from the oil lamp, shining on Mo Haoran's body impartially.
This alcoholic, addicted to alcohol, has fallen deeply into the rhythm of Fox Thirteen. His eyes are bloodshot, and he is about to be completely controlled by the other party.
At this time, the golden light fell, and Mo Haoran was full of intelligence, and there was a trace of confusion in his bloodthirsty eyes.
This confusion came very suddenly, just like a person who has lost his memory for a long time and suddenly remembered some bits and pieces from the past, but when he wanted to taste it carefully, he found that he had forgotten everything.
However, the oil lamp in mid-air seemed to be spiritual. At this time, golden light was emitted one after another, and finally it disappeared into Mo Haoran's eyebrows.
As the golden light entered his body, the dazed look in Mo Haoran's eyes gradually disappeared, the bloodshot blood gradually faded away, and a little clarity returned to his eyes.
He slowly straightened up and sat cross-legged on the spot, with his hands clasped together, his face solemn, and he was still muttering something silently in his mouth, which sounded like an ancient scripture.
“Huh?”
Xiong Ba glanced at the drunkard in mid-air and found that the drunkard seemed to have changed. The aura in his body surged crazily. In just the blink of an eye, he had already broken through. He has reached the limit of the Golden Core Realm and reached the early stage of the Tongxuan Realm.
"Disciple Yu Feihong, respectfully welcome Master back to his throne!"
Yu Feihong slowly walked out of the forest, his face no longer had the playful and uninhibited look before, but he bowed respectfully to Mo Haoran.
But Mo Haoran didn't say anything. He still sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. The oil lamp above his head was swaying gently. The golden light turned again and again, making this sloppy drunkard even more ethereal and sacred. breath.
Liang Yan was also secretly frightened at this moment. He had felt that Yu Feihong was a little weird before. He had openly or covertly inquired about his identity several times on the way. He thought that this monk had some plot against him, but Mo Haoran didn't expect him. This is the goal of his trip.
Seeing the changes in the field, Liang Yan was not in a hurry to reveal the true demonic power in his body. Instead, he used all his sword moves for defense, wanting to see where this "Mo Haoran" came from. .
In contrast, Xiong Ba was much more impatient. He joined forces with Fox Thirteen, but was still unable to attack for a long time. Now that there was an inexplicably extra Tongxuan monk in the field, he felt a little panicked for the first time. .
"His grandma's bear, I don't care where you come from as a bald donkey. If you are wise, please stay out of your own business! Even if you are from Luo Tian Sect, I will still kill you with one slap, Mr. Xiong!" Xiong Ba shouted sharply.
At this moment, Mo Haoran's cultivation realm has been promoted to the middle stage of Tongxuan realm. He opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the ground.
“Amitabha, I was not free when I left, and I was not the one when I came back. For three thousand kalpas, everything is beyond my control!”
Mo Haoran proclaimed the name of the Buddha and sighed, with a faint look in his eyes. The golden light circulated, and the drunkard's temperament before was swept away. The sloppy cloth on his body was as solemn and precious as a golden cassock.
After Yu Feihong heard this, he chuckled and said: "Master, the catastrophe has been reversed, and the great road can be expected. This time of reconstruction, we will definitely overcome the catastrophe and reach the holy realm!"
The two men were chatting in Zen, but Xiong Ba felt irritated when he heard it. He couldn't help shouting: "Smelly bald donkey, stop pretending here. If you want to fight, then come and fight!"
Mo Haoran She just raised her head and glanced at him, then turned her eyes to Liang Yan and lightly He laughed and said, "Donor Liang, please leave this person to me."
Liang Yan was still resisting, but when he heard what he said, he immediately felt happy and was thinking about how to speak. Thanks, the storage ring on his hand started to beat inexplicably.
"Huh?"
Liang Yan looked surprised, lowered his head to look, and saw a ray of light flying out of his storage ring, and spontaneously heading towards where Mo Haoran was. Location flies!
The object in the light was a purple-gold colored glass lamp, with six flames spinning slowly on it, looking a little mysterious.
Liang Yan was no stranger to this item. It was the magic weapon that he brought out from the sealed place of Blood Madness when he was still in the Qi training period.
Later at the Siming Mountain Palace, he learned from Zhao Xunzhen that this magic weapon was called the "Six Dusts of Life and Death Lamp" and it belonged to a certain eminent monk of the Luotian Sect.
"Liuchen Life and Death Deng is the blood madness you sealed?" Liang Yan asked in surprise.
“Huh? I didn’t expect that you and I would have such a fate!”
Mo Haoran seemed a little surprised, but more of a surprise. He waved his sleeves, and the golden oil lamp and purple glass lamp flew over at the same time and got into his cuffs together.
"Amitabha, thank you very much, Donor Liang, for returning the treasure! I cannot thank you enough for your kindness, but let me collect this bear monster for the donor first!"
Mo Haoran announced the Buddha's name and flashed. , appeared directly in front of Xiong Ba the next moment.
Facing the violent power of this bear demon, his expression did not change at all. He flicked his sleeves with both hands, and thousands of golden lights shot out from the sleeves, instantly shining on Xiong Ba's body.
The giant bear figure above Xiong Ba's head was illuminated by the golden light of Buddhism. Black air immediately evaporated, as if it was about to melt, and many places became blurred.
The arms that originally held the three swords of Zi Lei, Ding Guang, and Black Lotus were involuntarily loosened at this time. The three flying swords regained their freedom. The swords continued to scream and drew out in the air. Three rainbows returned to Liang Yan in just an instant.
"Thief Bald, you have ruined my foundation!"
Xiong Ba's Dharma was injured, and he was furious. He kept screaming strangely. He almost immediately gave up on Liang Yan and devoted all his strength to it. It poured onto Mo Haoran.
He is a complete lunatic. Even though he knows that Mo Haoran's strength is by no means simple, he does not flinch at this moment. Instead, he rises up and catches up with the punch with one punch. He looks like he is going to fight Mo Haoran desperately.
With Mo Haoran's help, Liang Yan's pressure suddenly eased. He breathed his spiritual power in the air-conditioning, and turned his eyes to the woman in red wearing a fox-head mask in the forest. . When he was fighting Xiong Ba just now, he had the upper hand, but this woman came to help with her musical power and kept interfering with him, causing him to be elbowed everywhere, and in turn was suppressed by Xiong Ba.
This feeling of boredom and frustration is really uncomfortable. Now that the three flying swords are back by his side, and Xiong Ba is blocked by Mo Haoran, Liang Yan no longer has any scruples.
As the saying goes, you have to pick the softest persimmons. What he has to do now is to deal with Fox Thirteen first.
"You do play the pipa well. To be honest, I have tolerated you for a long time!"
Liang Yan sneered and said nothing nonsense. He pinched the sword in his hand and said three times. Jiangang took the lead in attacking!
I saw the purple, silver, and black swords piercing the sky, instantly blocking all directions where Fox Thirteen could escape, and three completely different sword intentions stabbed at her vitals at the same time.
Although Fox Thirteen was blind, his consciousness was still clear. He felt the sword intent coming from all directions, and his delicate body could not help but tremble slightly.
She bit her lip, pinched the magic formula in her hand, and her whole body turned into a red cloud and went underground.
Swish, brush, brush!
Three swords came through the air, but they cut off Hu Shisan's position. Only a piece of clothes floated in the air, and was instantly crushed by the sword energy.
"Want to hide?"
Liang Yan sneered, unfolded the "Bodhi Mirror", and all the movements around him were within his perception.
“Here!”
With a thought in his mind, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was the fastest and came behind him in the blink of an eye, heading towards the man who was more than thirty feet away. Cut away an empty space.
Boom!
Before the flying sword was in place, the land exploded, and a piece of red silk more than ten feet long shot out and rolled towards Liang Yan's back.
This red silk magic weapon was so bright and so fast that even Liang Yan did not dare to be careless. He hurriedly turned around in mid-air and used the magical powers of "dispersion method" and "turning circle method". Dodge to the side.
Hongling missed the target, turned around in mid-air, and continued to pester Liang Yan.
However, Liang Yan had already reacted at this moment. With a thought, the black lotus sword and the fixed light sword fell at the same time, slashing on the red silk.
Brush! brush!
The two swords pierced the sky. They were invincible, but when they encountered the red silk, they could not cut it off. Instead, they were trapped in the air layer by layer and circle by circle.
The original ten-foot-long red silk has now evolved into a hundred-foot-wide barrier. Inside, the red walls are towering, the glow is overflowing, and the silver and black sword energies are dividing and reuniting, but they are always This barrier cannot be broken through.
"This magic weapon does have some tricks."
Liang Yan was secretly surprised, but he didn't know that the red silk in front of him was called "Red Dust", which could turn the smoke and clouds of red dust into long-lasting love, infatuation and hatred. Extremely good at overcoming strength with softness.
If a monk falls into this enchantment, he will lose himself and let others control him; if a powerful magic weapon falls into it, he will also be beaten and lose three points of the power of the magic weapon. .
At this time, the land not far away rolled over, and Fox Thirteen's figure walked out of it.
She is inherently charming. Even if she doesn't say a word, she has the ability to charm all living beings just by standing there. Now the lotus steps are moving lightly, and the posture is graceful, just like the wind returning to the snow, which is even more fascinating.
"Fellow Daoist Liang, isn't your opponent Xiong Ba? I'm just a weak woman. With your swordsmanship as divine as yours, why bother with me? Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation? ?”
Hu Shisan’s red lips parted slightly, and her words were gentle and endearing. If she hadn’t been blind, she would have been even more pitiful.
After hearing this, Liang Yan turned his head, glanced at her coldly, and then smiled: "Isn't this a coincidence? Liang likes to pick on the weak!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pinched the sword secret with his right hand hidden in his sleeve. The Mayfly Sword Pill moved according to his heart, and instantly went around behind Hu Shisan and slashed at her with a sword.
After Fox Thirteen emerged from the underground, while using the "Red Dust" to trap Liang Yan's two swords, she also used the technique of seducing souls to beg Liang Yan to give up chasing her, but she was the biggest His attention was still on Liang Yan's sword pill.
In her mind, Xiong Ba is famous for being aggressive and good at fighting in the organization, and his strength is far superior to hers. Even he can't deal with this small sword pill, so she can think And know it.
So as soon as Mayfly Jianwan came around behind her, she immediately reacted, and her whole body turned into red clouds again and fled into the forest.
Liang Yan knew very well that this woman was good at concealment, and he must not let her escape his range of perception. He immediately used his sword pill, took big steps, and chased after her.
The man and the woman were chasing and escaping in the forest. After only half a cup of tea, Fox Thirteen was hit by the sword energy on the sword pill many times. The blood dyed his red clothes even redder and his black hair became red. Several of them were chopped off and looked miserable.
"Fellow Daoist Liang, are you really so hard-hearted that you insist on putting the slave family to death? As long as you promise to spare my life, the slave family is willing to work hard for you. I will agree to whatever you want."< br>
Hu Shisan was begging softly while escaping. During this period, he did not forget to use his own charm skills in an attempt to make Liang Yanjian show mercy.
Liang Yan didn't answer at all. A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly saw an opportunity. He pinched the sword in his hand quickly, and the Mayfly Sword Pill shot out from the slanting stab, and went straight to the neck of Fox Thirteen. .
“I will fight with you!”
Fox Thirteen saw that Jianwan was coming and he had no way to escape. He could only turn his head, opened his mouth and spat out hundreds of silver streams of light.
Each stream of light contains a flying needle, called the "Yinghuo Divine Needle", which is nourished by her own essence and blood. It is usually hidden in the body and is never easily revealed. It is only exposed when encountering It is only used to sneak attack the enemy in times of life and death crisis.
Hu Shisan was forced to have no choice but to resort to this desperate method. The "Yinghuo Divine Needle" is extremely powerful. Not only is it indestructible, it can also emit strange sounds during flight and stab the opponent. The divine soul achieves the effect of a sure hit with one hit.
She also knows in her heart that there is only one chance. Whether she can turn defeat into victory depends on this move! So only half of the flying needles were used to resist the Mayfly Sword Pill, while the other half went straight towards Liang Yan himself.
“Hmph!”
Liang Yan snorted coldly, pinched the sword technique in his hand, and the Mayfly Sword Pill spun rapidly in mid-air. Countless green wood sword energy swept around, and actually cut down hundreds of "Yinghuo Divine Needles" in a matter of seconds.
"Impossible!"
Hu Shisan screamed and spurted a mouthful of blood. The "Yinghuo Divine Needle" was connected to his mind. Now it was destroyed by someone's sword energy. Naturally, she was not having a good time either.
But before she could make the next move, the small green pill appeared directly in front of her again.
“Xiong Ba, save me”
Fox Shisan's tone was extremely frightened, and she only had time to send out a reluctant plea for help. The next moment, the green pill was gently wrapped around her snow-white slender neck, and the masked head rolled down.
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(End of this chapter)