Chapter 760 The Bloodthirsty Demon
All the way to the north, accompanied by the autumn wind.
The young man in green jumps in the golden sunset, like a spirit full of vitality, with the sun shining on his face.
On this day, Xu Yang entered the territory of Tanzhou in the Northern Territory.
Along the way, the crowd began to increase.
In order not to attract attention, Xu Yang wore a large dark green hooded cloak, covering his purple hair under the brim of the hat.
In front of you, there is a "Jinquan Temple" built on the mountain, with a golden roof, green tiles, red walls and painted doors, which is majestic. On the road leading to Jinquan Temple, there is an endless stream of secular pilgrims, and devout people climb the steps.
"The scale of this Buddhist hall is so grand, it is not inferior to the main hall of Tiangui Sect. It should be more than half a month away from Jinfo Township, which shows the huge influence of Jinfo Township. Now that we are here, why not go in Pay your respects and seek a Buddhist relationship."
Xu Yang looked up at the grand temple opposite, and on a sudden impulse, he followed the pilgrims into Jinquan Temple.
In the main hall.
A gilded Buddha that is seven or eight feet high sits on the eight-treasure lotus platform. The golden Buddha has a wide forehead and narrow eyes, a majestic expression, and its eyes seem to be watching the believers below at all times.
Xu Yang performed Buddhist rituals and offered a stick of incense in a formal manner.
I prayed silently in my heart: "Pray for the blessings of the Buddha and God to grant Lin'er Buddhist fate and great good fortune."
Qingzhou, where Xu Yang's hometown is located, was originally a place where Confucianism and Taoism were prevalent. When he grew up, he traveled to the Tiangui Sect to practice the Ghost Sect's Kung Fu, and his belief was in the Tiangui Sect. Belief in ghosts is a common but special existence in the entire Zhongyuan Continent.
In the minds of secular people, everyone will eventually die and then become a ghost and go to the spiritual platform to be reincarnated. Therefore, almost everyone fears ghosts, gods and the spirits of their ancestors. But among these people, there are not a few who believe in Taoism, Confucianism, and Buddhism. On the contrary, there are not many people who truly believe in ghosts and gods.
Therefore, believers in ghosts and gods are not exclusive. Even a cultivation sect such as the Tiangui Sect can publicly discuss other beliefs such as Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, but it cannot dominate the discussion.
Although Xu Yang didn't have deep contact with the Buddhist lineage, he had always had a good impression. Inspiring and teaching people to be good are Buddhist teachings recognized by Xu Yang.
After leaving Jinquan Temple, Xu Yang suddenly felt that his tense spirit relaxed a little, and he continued to go north.
Three days later, Xu Yang entered an unnamed valley, which was also the only way from Tanzhou to Jinfo Township.
"There's a fight ahead."
Xu Yang frowned and suddenly noticed something strange on the other side of the road.
I just happened to see a big tree as thick as a bucket not far away. I floated and hid lightly on the branches of the big tree.
He activated his magic power and activated the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit in the three-color vortex in his body. With a trace of green spitting out, a ball of green mist spread out from his body. When the green color dissipates, Xu Yang's breath has merged with the big tree. Even if you look closely, there is no one in the big tree.
Ding-dang-dang-dang...a metallic clanking sound filled my ears.
Amidst the flying dust, several figures rushed out from one end of the road.
Six young Buddhists wearing gray Buddhist robes, each holding a thick copper stick, were chasing a monk wearing red cassocks.
The monk, who was wearing a bright red cassock, was tall and strong, with bare hands. One of his exposed arms had a flashing tiger rune on the surface, and a faint golden light emitted from time to time.
The great monk in red moved swiftly, and his strong fists collided with the incoming copper rod from time to time, making a metallic clanging sound. He seemed to be a strong physical cultivator.
The six monks in gray shirts attacked with the copper sticks in their hands. They cooperated well but did not get close easily, and they had the upper hand for a while.
The air waves caused by the fight between several people raised a large cloud of dust under their feet, and the fallen leaves that were originally lying on the ground were lifted up innocently.
"They are all Buddhist cultivators, and their cultivation level is around the True Alchemy Realm. If you don't know the situation, it's better not to get involved." Xu was hiding in the big tree.
Yang An thought.
"Huiming, you can't run away this time."
"Take him back and put him in a dungeon."
"If you resist again, I will kill you with a stick. If you go back with your head, you have completed your mission."
service. "
Several gray-clothed monks were shouting, and the copper sticks in their hands were already being smashed down.
When, when, when.
The great monk in red, known as Huiming, punched three times and blocked the dropped copper stick, sending sparks flying everywhere.
At this moment, Monk Huiming was sweating profusely. There was a big hole in the corner of his red cassock. Strangely, one of his eyes was an unexpected purple.
The great monk in red said: "You can't do this to me, we are fellow disciples."
"That was before, and you had already fallen into the devil's path. Our Golden Buddha Temple has always been at odds with the devil's path."
"A few days ago, a junior fellow student in the temple died at the hands of a devil like you. What else can you say to make excuses."
"You have been expelled from the temple and are on the "Purple Disaster" wanted list."
"Just surrender and follow us back to plead guilty. This is your only way out."
Gray-robed monk, you say something, and I angrily say something.
The great monk in red looked embarrassed and said: "If I don't go back, I will only die if I go back." He subconsciously clenched his fists and made a rattling sound, and a golden tiger shadow appeared on each of his arms.
At the same time, a burst of spiritual pressure emanated from the red monk's body, and his cassock beat like a ball.
Upon seeing this, several gray-clothed monks on the opposite side subconsciously stepped back a few feet, with a slightly nervous look on their faces, and held the copper sticks in front of them.
The incoming air waves hit the copper rod, making a buzzing sound.
"If you resist, you will be executed on the spot. The demon-suppressing stick technique is waiting for you." One of the gray-robed monks shouted.
The six gray-robed monks showed murderous intent in their eyes.
Instantly, the stick techniques in the hands of the six of them changed.
The six of them poked the copper sticks in their hands on the ground together, forming a hexagon to surround the red-robed monk in the middle.
As the six of them cast the spells in their hands.
With a buzzing sound.
On the ground, with six copper sticks as the formation, a hexagonal Buddhist formation appeared.
Then, the six of them injected their magic power into the formation in front of them.
"Demon-suppressing-copper cage!"
On the ground, the golden Buddha pattern kept flowing, and the six copper sticks shone with golden light like a golden dragon with a dotted eye. Relying on the formation pattern on the ground, it quickly rotated, the speed became faster and faster, and it instantly formed an airtight copper wall, and gradually narrowed the encirclement.
Seeing this, the red-robed monk looked even more embarrassed. He couldn't see the six people outside the formation at all. All he could see were the shadows of sticks.
"You are so cruel!"
He tried to punch a few times, but it was like punching a copper wall. The sound of dongdong echoed endlessly, and he couldn't shake the formation at all.
In a hurry, the red-robed monk shouted: "It's nothing to bully a few with a large number of people."
The six people ignored him at all. When the time came, they shouted in unison: "Subdue the demon!"
Six copper sticks smashed inwards, and the shadows of the sticks as thick as bowls fell like a hill.
"Boom!"
Golden light splashed, earth and rocks flew, and the earth shook.
After doing all this, the six gray-robed monks were already heaving and panting. Obviously, the demon-subduing formation just now, with the combined strength of the six people, also consumed a lot.
When the smoke and dust had cleared, a pit several feet in size appeared in front of the people. In the pit, only a corner of the torn red cassock was exposed. The red-robed monk was beaten to death and "buried".
The six people took back the copper sticks, and their faces showed seriousness.
"Amitabha."
"The evil has been killed."
.....
At this moment, the faces of the six people changed.
In the pit opposite
the stone on top suddenly flipped, and an arm came out of it, and on that arm there was a lifelike golden tiger pattern.
Boom!
The earth trembled.
The red-robed monk actually stood up from the pit, his body covered with blood and dust.
At this moment, the half of his face with purple pupils had turned into an amazing purple, and was covered with dark magic patterns. The surface of his exposed skin, the body hair became dense and bright purple, like a demon beast.
His aura has changed qualitatively compared to before. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has increased a big grade. It can be compared with the Yuanhun realm cultivator. It just seems to be extremely violent, as if it is on the edge of being out of control.
......
Xu Yang, who was hiding in a big tree in the distance, saw this and felt a chill on his back. With his eyesight, he could clearly see that one of the eyes of the red-robed monk was purple, just like Master Li he had seen a few days ago.
A terrible thought flashed through his mind. If Master Li had not been blessed by the Burial Spirit Treasure Mirror, he would probably have turned into such a terrifying demonized person. And is it true that his purple hair is like what Master Li said, and it is likely to bring the danger of demonization? At that time, let alone recasting the body for Miss Lin'er, even his own life will be in danger...
Xu Yang's eyes were stunned, and his body was covered with cold sweat.
Maybe there are many kinds of fall, but this kind of demonization is something Xu Yang can never accept.
His wish was to become a righteous immortal seeker like his father Xu Wanli, rather than fall into the path of the devil who controlled his father's body at will. In any case, he disdained to associate with the Shadow Lord, this was his bottom line.
......
The situation on the opposite side changed again.
Ao——
The transformed monk raised his head to the sky and roared like a beast, the valley echoed like thunder, and the yellow leaves fell in panic.
"Yes... you forced me to do it."
The six gray monks saw this and hurriedly stood side by side and raised the copper sticks in their hands. At this moment, they had just consumed a lot of mana, and it was too late to set up the demon array again.
"This guy has turned into a demon."
"We are probably not his opponent."
......
Before the six gray monks made a decision.
The demonized monk left only a shadow on the spot and disappeared.
The next moment, in front of one of the gray monks, a figure flashed, and the monk had already grabbed his neck with one hand.
Twist hard, click.
The gray-robed monk who was clamped by it drooped his head and was lifeless. His hand holding the copper stick loosened, and with a clang, he rolled to the side.
Seeing their companions being killed, the remaining five gray-robed monks didn't care about any tricks, and desperately swung the copper sticks in their hands and smashed them on the head, shoulders, vest, etc. of the demonized monk.
Clang clang clang.
There were bursts of harsh sounds of metal touching.
Several blood marks appeared on the body of the demonized monk, and the stick that hit his head made his skull slightly concave, and a large amount of blood flowed out.
But the demonized monk seemed to have lost the sense of pain, and the whole person did not move.
The five gray-robed monks looked at the monster in front of them and trembled. They couldn't hold the copper sticks in their hands tightly, and their anger completely turned into fear.
"He is a real devil."
"Huiming's soul has long been devoured by this devil."
"Purple disaster."
The demonized monk threw the dead gray monk aside, and touched his bleeding bald head with one hand, and swept his evil purple eyes towards the people on the opposite side.
"You all have to pay the price for hitting me."
After saying that, the demonized monk bent down and squatted, like a beast, touching the ground with all four limbs, and then jumped towards the five people on the opposite side.
A bloodthirsty demon.