Chapter 1151 Street Treasure Fight
"Thunder God Cauldron?"
The bald monk laughed and said: "Although Shenxiao Mountain is famous for its Taoist thunder method, the poor monk has never heard of it. You said something about the 'Thunder God Cauldron', I'm afraid you didn't make it up out of imagination, right?"
The old man in black robe listened. Finally, his face turned black with anger, and he said angrily: "You bald donkey is so shameless, you actually slandered the old Taoist, come on, come on, since you said that my 'Thunder God Cauldron' is fake, why don't we make a show of it?"< br>
The monk sneered: "In that case, how do you want to compare? Let's draw down the path, and all the poor monks will follow it!"
The black-robed Taoist priest thought for a moment and shouted: "Stinky bald donkey, this is in Guangling City, so it's not easy to fight with martial arts. However, the 'Wentai Treasure Fighting Conference' is coming, and there are experts on the left and right, so why don't we use treasures? Dou Bao, who is the real thing and who is the fake? , you will know once you check it!”
“Okay!”
The bald monk threw the glazed lamp in his hand into the air, and various colors of rays of light immediately shot out, shining on everyone’s heads. , colorful and beautiful.
"Niubi, take a good look at it. This precious lamp of mine contains the Buddhist way of life and death. Every ray of rays of light is a lifetime in the world. If your 'Thunder God Cauldron' can break my Buddha's light, poor monk Give up immediately !”
While he was speaking, the rays of light in the glazed lamp were already very dazzling, covering the area within a hundred feet. Ji Hang squeezed in the crowd, looked up, and was instantly attracted by one of the rays of light. .
Through this ray of light, she actually saw the days when she was a child, practicing in Lingwu Kingdom.
In the house, his father guided his practice. Although he was always very strict, the care in his eyes could not be hidden. And my mother, who is always so gentle and speaks in a low voice, teaches me over and over again when I make mistakes
Everything has gradually faded away.
In its place were violent monsters, massacred wantonly, and everything was so cruel.
Ji Hang's eyes flashed, overwhelming hatred was aroused, and he roared from his throat, like a wolf cub, wanting to pounce on and bite the enemy.
But a moment later, the scene in the glow changed again. All the cruel monsters turned into blood, like the ebbing sea water, getting farther and farther away from me. When all the things I didn't want to remember were gone, a gentle person replaced me. figure.
That was a woman, wearing a Taoist robe and a green sword. Her voice was gentle and her eyes were gentle. She was very similar to her dead mother.
Just hearing this voice can calm her heart full of hatred. When she is held in the arms of the other person, even if she is a wolf cub, she will turn into a kitten later.
Gradually, Ji Hang's eyes were immersed in the glow, and he became dull.
Actually, it’s not just him, the crowd of people around him, those with lower cultivation levels, are all average at this moment.
Some people think of the mortal world they have experienced, some see their future path of cultivation, and some see the obsession hidden in their hearts.
Almost 80% of the onlookers were immersed in the Buddha light of the glazed lamps, as if they were looking back at their own lives and seemed unable to extricate themselves.
Only a few monks whose cultivation exceeds the Golden Elixir realm can keep the spiritual platform clear and unaffected by the Buddha's light of this glazed lamp.
As the True Lord Tongxuan, Liang Yan naturally had nothing to do with the Buddha's light, but when he looked at the lantern, he showed some appreciation.
"Buddha said: One flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi. Now, this precious lamp, a ray of glow, is the whole world, which is quite mysterious."
Li Xiran couldn't help but smile after hearing his praise: "Master, what do you mean, the magic weapon used by this monk does come from Luotian Mountain? From this point of view, the Taoist priest is probably going to lose."
"That's right. Not necessarily." Liang Yan smiled slightly, with a noncommittal look on his face.
While he was talking, the black-robed Taoist priest had already taken the small brass cauldron and said with a wild smile: "Bald Donkey, your Buddha's light can save others, but you can't do anything to my 'Thunder God Cauldron'. Just look at me." Enter your world of Buddha’s light , break your illusory glow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the "Thunder God Cauldron" forward. The small brass cauldron rotated rapidly in the air, and suddenly turned into a blue light, which shot straight through. Entering into the thousands of rays of light.
Boom!
A dull sound rang out from the cauldron, and thunder burst out one after another, turning into countless thunder clouds and rushing toward the illusion in the glow.
The glazed lantern floating in the air seemed to sense the danger and hurriedly emitted golden light, stopping the thundercloud and starting a fierce fight with it.
The two magic weapons are not ordinary. Golden light and thunder clouds attack each other. Sometimes the golden light shines, sometimes the thunder explodes. The aftermath of the collision of magic powers creates ripples in the surroundings.
Due to the huge momentum, the monks who had been immersed in the world of rays of light were awakened at this moment. In order not to be hurt by the aftermath of the fight between the two magic weapons, these people all moved back more than ten feet.
After the crowd dispersed, only a thin figure remained.
Ji Hang is still standing there at this moment. Unlike other monks who are watching, the one with the lowest cultivation level among the crowd is also in the foundation building stage, and she is just entering the second level of Qi Refining. At this moment, she is still immersed in the world of rays of light, even though there are magic weapons outside. The fight was fierce, but it didn't wake her up from the world of Xiaguang.
At this moment, the fight between the glazed lantern and the "Thunder God's Cauldron" has reached its most intense stage. The thunder of the "Thunder God's Cauldron" is rolling and deafening, and the glazed lantern is also shaking in the air, emitting a golden light. The wave is stronger than the wave.
The magical powers of the two magic weapons collided together, resulting in a stalemate, and the aftermath of the spells dispersed in all directions. Several rays of golden light mixed with thunder fell on Ji Hang's head.
"Ji Hang!"
Li Xiran exclaimed subconsciously and pinched the spell in her hand, intending to block the aftermath of the spell for her. But Liang Yan next to him was calm and didn't even have the slightest intention of taking action.
The next moment, Li Xiaosong on Ji Hang's shoulder opened his mouth and yawned, then stretched out his flesh claws and slapped forward. The menacing golden light was instantly shattered by her!
“Huh?”
Li Xiran’s eyes widened and he looked at Li Xiaosong on Ji Hang’s shoulder, his face full of surprise.
Only now did she realize that this seemingly harmless little snow-white beast was actually not inferior to her in strength!
Let's say that Li Xiaosong scattered the golden light with one claw, and then stretched out his claw again, trying to scatter the remaining thunder.
However, before she could take action, the thunderbolt suddenly stopped, and then spun around in mid-air, turning into a lightning filament as long as a thumb, and burrowed into Ji Hang's hand.
At this time, Ji Hang had woken up from the world of rays of light. He suddenly felt that the palm of his hand was very itchy. He couldn't help but spread his right hand and looked down.
I saw a thin blue thread in the palm of my right hand, like a caterpillar, constantly swimming in my palm, sometimes wrapping around my wrist, and sometimes drilling into the gaps between my fingers. Get in there and look very naughty.
“Huh? Where did the bugs come from?”
Ji Hang is still a child after all. Although he just experienced his own life in the Xiaguang world not long ago, when he wakes up, he Attracted by the vision in his hand, his eyes lit up and he started to play with it carefully. She was only at the second level of qi training, but she was unscathed within the fighting range of the two rare treasures. Everyone around her was amazed and couldn't help but look up and down.
The two people who were fighting for treasures were also attracted.
The difference is that the bald monk's eyes ignored Ji Hang and fell on Li Xiaosong on her shoulder. He looked at the little snow-white beast and nodded repeatedly. Although his face was kind, there was something hidden in his eyes. A touch of greed.
On the contrary, the black-robed Taoist priest didn't look at Li Xiaosong at all. His triangular eyes only looked at Ji Hang. The more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became, and a hint of light appeared on his originally gloomy face. smile.
Ji Hang's heart dropped when he saw the Taoist priest, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of alarm on his face.
But Li Xiaosong on her shoulder grinned, smiling and gearing up, looking eager to fight with others.
After a while, the monk and Taoist priest collected the magic weapons at the same time and walked towards Ji Hang's location.
One of the monks clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "My little friend, the spiritual beast on your shoulder can actually understand the Buddha's Dharma. It was transformed by a ray of Buddha's light from the poor monk just now. , obviously he is destined to be with me, the Buddha! I don’t think you are a monk of the beast-controlling style. How about making a deal with the poor monk? Just give this spiritual beast to my Buddha, the poor monk? I will teach you a technique to ensure that you can cultivate to the Juyuan Realm!"
This man looks kind and kind, but he is a shameless person. It was Li Xiaosong who broke up the golden light, but he said She was transformed by her own "Buddha's Light" and had to trade her skills with Ji Hang for a spiritual beast. It was obvious that her cultivation level was too low and there were no elders around to protect her, so she did this.
As for the black-robed Taoist priest, he stared at Ji Hang for a long time. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Little baby, the old Taoist is destined to be with you, so why not worship under the old Taoist disciple? As long as you Serve with all your heart, and from now on I will pass on your skills and magical powers, making you infinitely prosperous, how about it?”
Mangdang Mountain is a barren mountain with a lack of cultivation resources. Ji Hang came out of the Shiwan Mountain. Although he had the second level of Qi refining, he had only learned some low-level techniques that were not popular.
Both monks and Taoists have the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm. Naturally, they can see through her basic background at a glance and know that she can never be a disciple of any big sect or family, otherwise they would not dare to do it. He grabs people and beasts as soon as he opens his mouth, and takes people as his disciples.
Seeing the two people getting closer and closer, Ji Hang felt chilled in his heart and took a few steps back. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly flashed.
I saw a tall figure in gray blocking the front.
"You two, please respect yourselves."
Liang Yan's voice was extremely cold, and his face was a little gloomy.
A monk stopped at the same time. The two people who were confronting each other just now looked at each other, and they seemed to see the desire in each other's hearts.
"Why did fellow Taoist come forward? Could it be that he also fell in love with this little baby's spiritual beast?" The monk smiled, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I am not as mean as you."
Liang Yan snorted coldly, then showed a half-smiling expression and said: "But this spiritual beast wants to follow me. There’s nothing I can do about it, right?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the little white beast rushed forward and returned to Liang Yan's shoulder.
However, the little beast lying on Liang Yan's shoulder looked a little listless, as if he knew that this person was taking action and that he had no fight left.
“Hmph, this Taoist friend is shameless. This spiritual beast is obviously destined to be my Buddha. I want to exchange my skills with that little friend, but you come up with nothing. Take it seriously!"
As he spoke, he suddenly stamped his foot, and saw a golden light bursting out from under his foot, drilling into the ground, and then disappeared.
Before the people around him could take a closer look, they saw a thin crack opened in the street, and a golden dragon could be vaguely seen passing through it, and it arrived at Liang Yan's feet in an instant.
"Ang!"
But hearing the roar of the dragon, the golden dragon burst out of the ground, opened a bloody mouth, and was about to swallow Liang Yan above him.
"'Golden Dragon Turning the Clouds'? Haha, it turns out to be a fake monk!"
Liang Yan put his hands behind his back, laughed, suddenly raised his right foot and stamped it down.
The golden dragon that was still roaring just now was stomped by his right foot and instantly closed its mouth. The huge dragon head sunk inward, and the entire body of the dragon that had not yet been exposed was stepped back into the ground!
"Woo"
The sound of the dragon's roar turned into a whimpering sound, as if he had suffered all the grievances and dug in again.
Liang Yan kicked the golden dragon back and scratched his foot on the ground. The upturned soil was flattened in an instant. Even the cracked street was closed again. But in the blink of an eye, the whole street was reopened. Calmness returned, as if nothing had happened.
Only the bald monk, his eyes widened, said, "Thump, thump, thump!" He took seven steps back and pointed at Liang Yan with a look of disbelief on his face.
His face turned red, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't. Suddenly, he said "Wow!" and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"You, you."
After vomiting blood, the monk's legs became weak and he could hardly stand. He said the word "you" twice in a row. He seemed to have realized something and didn't dare to stay anymore. He turned around and Turn around, rush towards the corner intersection, and disappear in an instant.
Everyone around them saw this scene and heard Liang Yan talking about the "Golden Dragon Turning Clouds Skill", and they all understood in an instant.
This "Golden Dragon Turning Clouds Kung Fu" is not a separate practice. It is paired with the "Earth Dragon Turning Rain Kung Fu", which requires a man and a woman to practice both. Practicing the Golden Dragon, the female cultivating the Earth Dragon, the yin and yang harmonize and nourish each other to achieve great success.
If one person practices forcibly alone, the spiritual power will flow backwards, the veins will flow backwards, and the body will explode and die soon.
The great monk just now actually practiced the "Golden Dragon Cloud Turning Technique" to the level of the Golden Core Realm. He is most likely a fake monk, or at least not a serious Buddhist disciple.
Liang Yan has been practicing in Bihai Palace for fifty years, and now his vision and knowledge are much better than before. Just now he saw through the origin of the monk's technique at a glance. Now he turned his eyes and fell on the black robe again. On the Taoist priest.
Before he could speak, the Taoist priest had already begun to beg for mercy:
"The poor Taoist knows his crime, the poor Taoist has eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. He does not know that an expert is here, so he retreats. Don't dare to disturb senior!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, followed the example of the monk, and slipped around the corner at the end of the street.
(End of this chapter)