Chapter 114 113 Monk in Front, Cough Cough

Chapter 114 113. Monk in front, cough cough

Lei Jun knocked him down with a stick.

The Gao family member rolled his eyes.

He didn't even make a sound, and was about to fall down silently.

He had already opened his bow, and the arrow on the bowstring was about to fly out.

Lei Jun put a fixed talisman that he had prepared long ago on it with his other hand.

The other party's lifeless body was temporarily frozen in place.

Even his arms were temporarily kept tight, still controlling the bowstring and arrow.

If someone looked from a distance, it would look the same as before.

But no one knew that the back of the Gao family member's head had sunken down.

Under the blessing of the night wind of the wind and thunder talisman, as long as Lei Jun wanted, he would not make a sound when he hit someone's head with a stick.

Although it seemed that it lacked some feeling, but generally speaking, Lei Jun was satisfied with the effect.

Although these Gao family members were in the lower three days of cultivation, they practiced the Confucian divine archery lineage, and their perception and insight abilities were quite sharp, and their physical reactions were also sensitive.

But Lei Juntian combined the two life spells of the Talisman and the Wind and Thunder Talisman, and still quietly moved to the Gao family members who were guarding the commanding heights of the forest with bows and arrows.

Then, just like whack-a-mole, one person with a stick.

After cleaning up the periphery, Lei Jun went down the mountain again and walked into the valley.

In the valley, some other Gao family members were scattered around the cracks in the deep valley, ambushing, waiting for the target to just emerge from the cracks in the ground, and suddenly attacked.

However, after waiting for a while, Lei Jun still did not show up, and the Gao family members could not help but doubt.

If their target had not gone down to the cracks at the bottom of the valley before, but had left Qiluo Valley, then everyone would have wasted time now.

It doesn't matter if you waste some time, but you may miss today's great opportunity.

It's not easy to find another opportunity for this young Taoist to be alone, like today, to isolate internal and external information and prevent the true teachings of the Tianshi Mansion from being transmitted to the outside.

If successful, a young talent with great potential in the Taoist sect will be eliminated without anyone noticing.

It is a pity to miss today's opportunity and find another one.

Someone whispered to the middle-aged scholar in the lead: "Uncle San, will it happen?"

"Wait patiently for a moment." The middle-aged scholar ordered: "If no one is seen after a moment, we will make a decision."

The order was given, and the Gao family members scattered around obeyed.

A young man carefully hid behind the rocks outside the ground rift, concentrating on staring at the dark and deep rift in front of him.

He did not look around in other directions.

If there were other enemies or threats approaching outside the valley, those of the same clan who were in the commanding position on the mountain ridge had a wide field of vision and would discover them in the first time, give a warning and shoot arrows to cover.

Those of them in the valley only need to focus on the rift for now.

When someone in the valley rises to come out, give a head-on blow!

The young man held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and slowly drew his long sword out of the scabbard.

He took a deep breath to calm his slightly anxious mood.

Then...

He died.

A short stick, one end thick and the other thin.

The thin end was held in Lei Jun's hand.

The thick end hit the back of the opponent's head.

The immobilization talisman was applied again, and the body that had no breath remained motionless.

Lei Jun's body was like the night wind, leaving silently, circling the crack valley, and then looking for the next target.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar who was in the lead waited for a long time but did not see the target person appear from the crack valley, and he also suspected that his group had waited in vain.

He frowned and ordered several fellow brothers who followed closely beside him: "Call everyone to gather first, but don't make a mess."

Two people nodded and went around the two sides of the crack valley to call people.

Everyone still had a hope in their hearts, and they were also worried that the enemy would suddenly come out of the rift valley at this moment, so they were still cautious and vigilant, ready to attack at any time.

The middle-aged scholar stared at the rift valley for a while.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

The scattered ambushes did not come to gather.

Even the two people who went to greet them did not come back...

Something happened? !

But the sharpshooters guarding the mountain did not warn or shoot arrows.

The middle-aged scholar suddenly felt cold in his heart, and his hair stood on end.

Although the sun was setting in the west, there was still enough sunlight.

But under the bright sun, in this beautiful valley, he felt like he was seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

"Who are you, show yourself!"

The middle-aged scholar held the sword across his chest and shouted with his eyes wide open.

His clothes fluttered, his literary talent soared to the sky, and he actually showed a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

The sword energy burst out like rain in all directions.

At this moment, along with the sword energy, the middle-aged scholar suddenly felt a warning in his heart and noticed something.

He suddenly jumped up and leaped into the air.

He looked around and saw no trace of the enemy in his field of vision.

Only a young man who had been sent to call for help ran back with a confused and panicked expression.

It was the middle-aged scholar's own son.

He was surprised to find that his father was in the air.

At the same time, he saw the middle-aged scholar's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes were about to burst.

Because, just above the head of the young Gao family, there was clearly a short stick raised high.

Before the middle-aged scholar could stop it, the short stick had already knocked down.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Seeing that the middle-aged scholar had noticed something, Lei Jun did not hold back his voice this time.

Accompanied by a "dong" sound, the Gao family disciple fell to the ground with a "bang".

"How dare you, evil creature?!"

The middle-aged scholar shouted angrily, and his figure slid forward, falling from the sky, and stabbed Lei Jun with a sword in anger.

The surging sword energy merged at this moment, turning into a long river of sword energy, crossing the sky, and stabbed Lei Jun with the sword.

Lei Jun was calm.

In addition to his destiny heavenly general talisman, he also added a high-level spiritual talisman, the Five Dings Opening Mountain Talisman, which was handed down from the Tianshi Mansion.

The power of the spiritual talismans interacted, and his body flashed with light. His already tall body seemed to rise again out of thin air, as powerful as the guardian god of Taoism.

The short stick in his hand also seemed to automatically extend and become a long stick under the flow of light.

Facing the surging sword energy like a long river, Lei Jun swung the stick.

Then...

The middle-aged scholar who fell from the sky in mid-air flew back at a faster speed than when he came.

The mighty sword energy was emptied in the center as Lei Jun swung his stick, and the energy waves tore to both sides.

The long sword in the middle-aged scholar's hand broke into pieces, and the hilt flew out of his hand.

He himself spurted blood, streaked through the air, and fell heavily in the forest, with branches and leaves flying.

Lei Jun, who was still in the same place, looked at the forest and raised his eyebrows.

After a while, a man walked out of the forest.

It was a middle-aged monk.

The monk was dressed simply, with a bitter face and a serious expression.

He was holding another seriously injured and dying person in his hand, who was the middle-aged scholar who was just knocked away by Lei Jun.

The scholar who looked gentle and elegant before was now covered in blood and dying.

He was able to save his life thanks to the monk who looked like an ascetic monk who caught him in time.

"Buddha has mercy on me."

The ascetic monk gently put the middle-aged scholar down, then faced Lei Jun and put his palms together: "The young Taoist priest was too cruel. Although we have different beliefs, we are both outsiders, so we should be merciful."

Lei Jun no longer looked at the half-dead middle-aged scholar, but only looked at the monk calmly: "What's your name, monk?"

His tone was a little impolite, but the monk did not get angry, and his expression was still solemn: "I am a poor monk, a disciple of Xuantian Temple. Are you a senior disciple of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain?"

Xuantian Temple.

One of the four holy places of Buddhism, located in Jinzhou in the north.

It is relatively low-key on weekdays, but in the minds of local people, all the monks in the temple are like Buddhas in thousands of families.

But Lei Jun just looked at him calmly: "Monk, you already know who I am, why do you ask even though you already know it?"

Monk Dexiang: "I happened to pass by and couldn't bear to see the killing, so I tried to mediate between the two sides..."

Lei Jun: "Before you became a monk, was your surname Ye or Gao?"

Monk Dexiang: "Monks are free from all four elements. Everything before becoming a monk is worldly karma."

Lei Jun asked suddenly, but Monk Dexiang didn't change his expression and answered smoothly.

But Lei Jun smiled when he heard it: "Pick up is to put down, put down is to pick up, the monk has understood this principle very well, not only did he not let go of the previous karma, but he also held it tighter."

While speaking, he picked up the long stick in his hand, took a step forward, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of Monk Dexiang, and hit him on the head with a stick!

Monk Dexiang, who looked like an ascetic monk, kept his hands clasped together and motionless.

A faint glass-colored gem light appeared on the surface of his dark body.

Under the shroud of the glazed precious light, it seemed to form a bowl, protecting Monk Dexiang in it.

Lei Jun hit the bowl fiercely with a stick.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the glazed bowl, but it did not break.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of both parties at the same time.

Monk Dexiang stopped talking and recited the scriptures silently.

The glazed precious light condensed again, this time turning into a lotus.

As the lotus bloomed, it once again protected Monk Dexiang in the center.

Lei Jun did not continue to attack.

He returned to his previous position, as if his feet had never moved.

Then, as expected, several small lotuses appeared around the huge lotus protecting Monk Dexiang, all of which were condensed by the glazed precious light.

The lotus has a restrained aura and looks nothing special, but it seems to contain a mysterious feeling.

Although the four major holy places of Buddhism are all Buddhist traditions, their inheritance is unique.

For example, the monk Long Jia, who accidentally intervened in the previous battle for the Heavenly Master Seal, was the great elder of the Vajra Temple in the west. The Buddhist tradition he practiced was called the Vajra lineage, and the outside world also used to call it the hand seal method.

And the Xuantian Temple in Jinzhou is the holy place where the Buddhist precepts lineage practice path is passed down.

The descendants of Xuantian Temple practiced precepts for many years, and blessed the precepts on themselves, forming a vast and mysterious power, but they restrained themselves all year round, and most of the time they only focused on their own practice.

Therefore, people generally say that the monks of Xuantian Temple are the most low-key and rarely fight with others.

In general, the real fighting method of the same person does lack powerful means to defeat the enemy.

However, it is not enough to defeat the enemy, but it is more than enough to defend itself.

As long as you don't break the precepts, the continuous blessing of the precepts is certainly a restriction, but it will also provide magical protection for the descendants of Xuantian Temple. No matter how the outside world blows and rains, I will remain unmoved.

It is universally recognized in the world of cultivation that when it comes to defense alone, the Buddhist precepts are the best.

Even the Taoist Danding School's human body pills are inferior to them.

In a contest between cultivators of similar overall realm and strength, almost no school dares to say that they are sure to break through the defense of Buddhist precepts.

At this moment, the monk Dexiang in front of Lei Jun is holding up a lotus to isolate the wind and rain outside.

It is not true that the Buddhist precepts can only defend a little and have no means of actively fighting against the enemy.

The few small lotus flowers he placed outside are the means of active attack.

However, this means is not lethal enough and is more used to restrict and trap the enemy.

The precepts are used for self-control and cannot be imposed on others.

But the disciples of Xuantian Temple who have reached the level of the middle three days can try to "educate" and "influence" the world.

If it is a disciple of Xuantian Temple with the cultivation of the lower three days, then they can only take the beating without fighting back. Fortunately, basically no one in the same realm can beat them.

Most of the disciples of Xuantian Temple are not competitive with the world, and they practice asceticism and keep a low profile, so few people bother them.

But now, it seems a little different... Lei Jun looked at Monk Dexiang calmly.

The other party is a complete Xuantian Temple disciple and an ascetic monk.

It is true that he has the cultivation of Xuantian Temple and Buddhism. He is a legitimate descendant of the Buddhist precepts of the fourth level.

But keeping precepts may be different from keeping precepts.

Learning the same Taoism, they may be completely different people.

Lei Jun had previously felt that the other party had another master hidden.

After the monk Dexiang appeared, he did not take sides as expected.

Xuantian Temple is located in Jinzhou. Because it has always been low-key, its relationship with the famous families such as the Ye family of Jinzhou and the Gao family of Zezhou is not so tense.

But in theory, even if the relationship between the two sides is not tense, it should not be so close.

Unless...

Tianshi Mansion has its own disciples such as Fang Jian, Chu Andong, and Chu Kun. Lei Jun is very much associated with the possibility that the Ye family of Jinzhou or the Gao family of Zezhou may also infiltrate Xuantian Temple.

Fang Jian, Chu Kun and others entered Tianshi Mansion. Although they have never cut off contact with their families, in general, they regard themselves more as disciples of Tianshi Mansion.

Dexiang in front of him seems to be another situation...

Lei Jun moved again.

Dexiang was concentrating on reciting scriptures.

Lei Jun swung his long stick and broke all the small lotus flowers.

Without waiting for De Xiang to react, Lei Jun arrived in front of the giant lotus again and hit it hard!

In an instant, the giant lotus that seemed to be indestructible also had glazed light and petals flying and falling, and was hit by Lei Jun and kept breaking.

De Xiang's feet retreated uncontrollably.

The giant lotus around his body shrank and turned into a smaller but more condensed lotus to protect himself.

Although the Gao family in Zezhou is also a famous family, it is inferior to the Tianshi Mansion and the Ye family in Jinzhou in terms of inheritance and foundation.

Everyone is a fourth-level heavenly cultivation, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar cannot compete with Lei Jun.

De Xiang, a monk from Xuantian Temple, a holy place of Buddhism, is only good at defense, but he is obviously much more tenacious.

But when De Xiang retreated, the lotus shrank, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar who was originally protected by him could not retreat with him, and was exposed outside the lotus.

Lei Jun looked at De Xiang, and raised one foot without haste.

Then, in front of the Prime Minister, he stepped on the forehead of the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar's eyes widened, but he couldn't resist the cracking of his skull, and he died.

PS: First update today.