Chapter 263 Black Bear Spirit, you are destined to me
Elder Jinchi said: "The Black Wind Temple sent a person to go along the east path to the Batu Cave to worship the true king. He can return after dawn."
< br>Jing Wu was overjoyed. Based on his many years of experience, if one person is within a reasonable range, the trouble in Batu Caves should have been solved.
“Elder Jinchi, I don’t know if there is anything you should pay attention to.”
As soon as Jingwu finished speaking, Elder Jinchi’s tone changed.
"Remember, remember!"
"Zhenjun Xiongzhen is hosting a banquet in Batu Caves, and Yuan Dan is not allowed to enter Batu Caves!!!"
"Zhenjun Baihua has been missing for seven days. If he is found, Send the remains to Baihua Temple immediately!"
"There is only one junior sister who has joined the Guanyin Temple. If you encounter someone who calls himself a junior sister, stay away immediately!" >
Jingwu’s expression was extremely stiff, and his teeth were trembling because of fear.
In Black Wind Temple, except for himself, there is no Dao Ying Seventh Realm at all, plus the so-called banquet, I am afraid that he will definitely die.
"No, no, no, Elder Jinchi, don't let the young monk go to Batu Caves alone. Remember that the young monk has worked hard for many years, don't..."
Elder Jinchi ignored Jingwu and followed the sound of the bell. Then disappeared.
Jing Wu collapsed to the ground with a face full of despair. The other monks did not dare to gloat when they saw this, and each chose to go back to the wing to rest.
He knew that if he disobeyed Elder Jinchi’s order, he would die in the temple for no apparent reason.
After a while.
Jingwu walked out of the temple, holding a lantern tremblingly.
As soon as he came into the darkness, the cold moisture hit his face. He felt suffocating after not stepping outside for a long time.
Jing Wu has been to Batu Caves seven times in total.
Although they all escaped unscathed, whenever I recall the experience of Batu Caves, I can’t help but tremble all over. It’s simply terrifying.
Snap, snap, snap.
There were footsteps behind Jingwu, and when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a looming figure.
"Who is..."
The figure has clearly been following him since Black Wind Temple. His posture is slightly awkward, like a beast imitating human walking.
Jing Wu swallowed and quickly walked towards the Batu Caves at a faster pace.
The path of Guanyin Temple is paved with gravel, there is no light around, and the source of the occasional strange noises cannot be found.
As Jingwu approached the Batu Caves, the fishy smell in his nose became stronger and stronger.
There seemed to be countless monsters and monsters around.
Batu Caves is in a remote corner of an unknown valley. It is brightly lit and two or three figures can be seen exchanging cups and cups.
Jing Wu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and the Tao Infant in his body kept warning him.
He stood at the entrance of the cave and did not dare to step into it. After hesitation, a black-haired arm stretched out and directly pulled Jingwu into the Batu Cave.
The Batu Caves are decorated with a large number of silk ribbons and old scrolls recording Buddhist scriptures are hung. In the center is a four to five meter alchemy furnace.
The sandalwood is burning slowly, not like a demon lair at all.
The black bear spirit in the original work really likes to practice Taoism and preach Buddhism, and deliberately decorated the cave to look like a fairy mansion. After seeing it, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but praise it again and again.
Jingwu breathed heavily, and three ferocious monsters came into view.
The black bear spirit wears a cassock, and its appearance is more human-like, but its body hair is thicker, and its movements reveal an unconcealed Buddha nature.
He grabbed the old monk and looked at it for a moment with a calm expression.
Ling Xuzi is a gray wolf spirit turned into a demon. He has a wooden sword on his waist and a bunch of copper coins in his hand. He is pouring tea for the other two demons.
Senior White Flower is a white snake spirit turned demon. He is dressed like an ordinary scholar, with a thick layer of rouge on his face and smiles without saying a word.
Jingwu glanced at the three demons, as if trying hard to distinguish something.
"Zhenjun Xiongzhen, the young monk is the monk who worships Zhenjun in Black Wind Temple."
"Oh, that's it."
The black bear spirit nodded gently and elegantly, leaned forward and asked: " "Then what are you here for?"
Jingwu took out three pills and said, "Zhenjun Xiong, this young monk is just visiting. Three blood-food pills made from flesh are not worthy of respect."< br>
“Since you came here specifically, why not clean the alchemy furnace for me.”
"That's what Zhenjun said."
Jingwu walked to the alchemy furnace, and the smell became more and more intense.
He looked into the alchemy furnace and couldn't help but sweat.
A twisted white snake corpse was stuffed inside. The snake's head was separated from the body, and some of the flesh had signs of decay.
Snakes are decapitated but still survive, and the white snake's head still has its instincts squirming.
Jingwu swallowed his saliva,
"If the real Lord Baihua died in the alchemy furnace, then the Batu Cave..."
Jingwu was patted on the shoulder, femininely The voice came, "Bai Huajian, old monk, you have been stunned in front of the alchemy furnace for a long time. Do you have something to hide? Or, what did you...see?"
He turned around and saw that another Bai Hua was really there. Jun came behind you.
"You...you are not Baihua Zhenjun, you are Guanyin..."
True Lord Baihua opened his mouth and opened his upper and lower jaws to a full three meters, revealing sharp fangs and teeth, with saliva dripping continuously.
Jing Wu stared blankly at the mouth of True Lord Baihua.
Senior White Flower's appearance was flawless, but a faint sound of chanting came from his esophagus, as if someone was silently reciting the "Avalokitesvara Sutra" inside his body.
Jing Wu realized that the White Flower True Monarch in front of him was a monster named [Avalokitesvara Incarnation].
I don’t know since then, there have been a large number of crazy incarnations of Guanyin in the cave, and they can disguise themselves as the demon king in a lifelike way.
If you want to identify the incarnation of Guanyin, you can only use the tips of Elder Jinchi.
"No..." Baihua Zhenjun swallowed Jingwu in one gulp, showing a satisfied expression.
He walked back to his original position. The other two demons did not pay attention to Jingwu's life and death at all. The incarnation of Guanyin was still mixed in the Batu Cave.
“Huh?”
The black bear spirit noticed another figure coming to the entrance of the cave.
Just as he was about to reach out his hand, he was stopped by Ling Xuzi.
"It's fellow Taoist Long Live. I invited him to come to preach and practice Zen."
Qing Ning's movements were stiff, and there was a sound of bones colliding all over his body, and then thick fox fur appeared, obviously The soul is temporarily seized.
He transformed into half man and half fox, and bowed respectfully with clasped fists.
"Although the [Long Live Fox King] in Moyun Cave in Xiajilei Mountain is a foreign demon, he has the same purpose as the three Taoist friends."
The black bear spirit interjected: "Oh?"
"We are here to escape from this ghost place of Guanyin Temple. What about you, could it be that you came to the cave on purpose, just to experience some suffering?"
Long Live Fox King said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Xiong Zhen doesn't know something. , the little girl was also resurrected by Guanyin Bodhisattva for more than two hundred years, but she never left the cave, so she used her soul to commit danger. "
The black bear spirit remembered that there was indeed a vixen in the temple of Guanyin Temple.
"You..."
Ling Xuzi stood up and looked at the entrance of the cave, demonic aura overflowing, "Long live fellow Taoist, why is there another person? We didn't let you bring outsiders in."
Long live The Fox King was stunned. He didn't notice anything strange on the way.
He followed Ling Xuzi's gaze and saw that the person who came turned out to be one of the monks from Black Wind Temple, a warrior who behaved strangely.
Shen Lian half-squinted his eyes, only a faint trace of energy and blood emitted.
The soul of the Long Live Fox King is leaning in the temporary body. It is still impossible to intuitively understand the reality of Shen Lian, but one thing is certain.
He must be a warrior, otherwise how could he have strong energy and blood.
But meeting a warrior in Guanyin Temple is an incredible thing.
Long Live Fox King's pupils shrank, and he suddenly realized something, "Fellow Taoist, you are..."
Ling Xuzi said impatiently: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? I think he is unusual. It’s so delicious, it’s better to eat it as a snack.”
Shen Lian smiled and said: "I heard that True Lord Xiong Zhen was hosting a banquet in Batu Caves, why not count me in."
"What kind of True Lord are you?"
Bang bang bang.
Ling Xuzi's words stopped abruptly, and Shen Lian's body not far away expanded crazily. Then six tusks were exposed in his mouth, and the white bone spine extended a distance of more than ten meters.
In just a few breaths, he turned into a monster with the head of a dragon and an elephant.
The three hearts were beating one after another, and the golden body of martial arts was revealed.
Although there is no aura of demon at all, just looking at the terrifying appearance, who can deny that Shen Lian is a demon? Who dares to question that Shen Lian is a warrior?
Black Bear Spirit and other demons were frightened for a moment.
Shen Lian seemed indifferent, but in fact he was extremely nervous. His bones and spines had already grasped the roots of the teleportation tree, ready to evacuate the cave at any time.
You must know that the demons in front of you are all ten thousand years old or above.
Even the Black Bear Spirit and the Long Live Fox King are vaguely close to 20,000 years old.
The main reason why Shen Lian took the risk was because he wanted to use the help of these demons to get in touch with the Guanyin Temple in the center of the cave.
Compared with taking the risk of going there yourself, it is easier to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger.
Of course, he made a temporary decision after hearing the conversation between the demons.
Long Live Fox King stared deeply at Shen Lian for a long time, and took the initiative to say: "I have heard for a long time that Prince Li Huan from Shituoling has pure blood, but I didn't expect that he is actually somewhat similar to the old elephant with yellow teeth."
He obviously recognized Shen Lian's identity. After all, Moyundong had conflicts with Lu Zuguan.
Anyway, no matter what Shen Lian's purpose is, it does not conflict with him. There is no harm in selling it to living immortals and Buddhas to gain face, which can just settle the grudges.
The black bear spirit tilted his head, "This is my first time coming into contact with Shituoling. I really want to see how much you, fellow Taoist Li Huan... weigh."
The evil spirit is like substance, he His body began to grow inch by inch.
Long live the Fox King no more words, the relationship between the two does not warrant any help, and besides, he is very interested in the strength of living immortals and Buddhas.
It is said that the ghosts and gods who protect the Tao are far more powerful than ordinary demons that have existed for thousands of years.
"Zhenjun Xiongzhen."
Shen Lian tensed his muscles and said coldly: "Why is there a white snake corpse in the alchemy furnace in your home? Haha, you can't even tell me. You can't tell whether you are pretending to be a friend or not, right?"
"Hiss..."
The White Flower Lord bared his teeth, and the scales on his neck stood up piece by piece.
"True and false!!"
"I have been in Guanyin Temple for a long time, and I can't tell whether I am true or false!!!"
"Damn Guanyin Bodhisattva! Didn't I say yes? Do you want me to be the guardian of the mountain? How come it’s only been a thousand years? You Guanyin have gone crazy!”
The black bear spirit’s eyes widened and he smacked his hands hard.
Boom!
The magical power of the black bear spirit blessed the physical body, which manifested itself in the power of one force to suppress ten levels, without giving True Monarch Baihua a chance to react. He pressed down with his palm.
Shen Monarch Baihua's skin and flesh are torn, revealing the characteristics of the incarnation of Guanyin.
Boom boom.
Two more palms, and there was only a pile of minced meat left.
A trace of enthusiasm flashed in Shen Lian's eyes, and he wished he could take Dawu wine on the spot.
Imagine that the martial arts mastered by the black bear spirit must be a skill that is extremely suitable for him, let alone one that can swallow his soul.
(End of this chapter)