Want to escape?
Xiong Tuohai, the leader of Luoyang Haotian Taoist Temple, looked solemn as he jumped out of the earth after Gongsun Changyi.
At this time, the muscles on Gongsun Changyi's body were twitching, and his vigorous energy and blood, which had been forcibly boosted by forbidden drugs, were fighting a desperate fight against the shadow demon within him.
Being entangled with each other, Shadow Demon was unable to fully control his body. During his escape, his left leg stopped and he fell forward.
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Shadow Demon controlled Gongsun Changyi and stretched out his left arm, running wildly on the ground like a wild beast, rushing towards the wall of Xingzhou Prison.
"The thunderer controls the Qi of heaven and earth, manages the affairs of heaven and earth, collects misfortunes and blessings, and assists the Tianshu..."
Just as Shadow Demon was about to escape with Gongsun Changyi, Xiong Tuohai barely finished reciting the incantation, and more than a dozen arm-thick thunder pythons and electric snakes immediately extended from the ground under the prison wall.
It was impossible for an ambush to occur without any preparations. Xiong Tuohai had buried many black iron balls that could attract thunder under the courtyard wall in advance, just for this moment.
The winding thunder python emitted dazzling white light, blocking all Gongsun Changyi's paths.
The next moment, Jianquan Monk also jumped out of the ground, shouting loud Buddhist sounds from his throat.
Perhaps because of the inconvenience of performing it underground just now, the Buddha's sound was louder this time.
The ground was covered with sand and rocks, and Gongsun Changyi was lying on the ground, his beard and hair dancing wildly, and his skin rippled like water.
"Roar--"
The shadow demon let out a sharp scream, and was shaken alive from Gongsun Changyi's body by the sound of Buddha.
Gongsun Changyi rolled back, and Xiong Tuohai hurriedly changed the shape of the thunder circle, allowing Gongsun Changyi to avoid the thunder circle, and at the same time, the thunder and lightning restrained the shadow demon in the circle.
The three Li Angs and the Zhenfusi people have also escaped from trouble.
Xing Pengyue rushed to Gongsun Changyi with a meteoric stride and helped the officer up from the ground.
"Flying geese all day long, only to be pecked by geese."
Gongsun Changyi's face turned pale with a broken arm. He held back the pain with his will and grinned: "This shadow demon has lived for at least thirty years."
After all, he has reached the perfect state of an innate warrior and can control every part of his body. With a little force on his shoulders, he can clamp a broken blood vessel with his muscles to stop the bleeding.
After Xing Pengyue asked someone to bring a clean bandage and wrap it tightly around the broken arm, Gongsun Changyi was able to stand up from the ground on his own, and his face was no longer as pale as before.
"Doctor Li!"
Xing Pengyue helped Gongsun Changyi come over, and his men also found the severed arm from the dungeon.
'The body of an innate warrior is magical. '
Li Ang smacked his lips silently and ran over, "Do you want my help?"
"Can you replant the severed limb for Commander Gongsun?"
Xing Pengyue's voice was urgent. He vaguely guessed the latter's identity through the attitude of Gongsun Changyi and others towards Li Ang during the day.
Some time ago, Li Ang used the thread surgery method to reattach a patient's finger that was broken, and he also published a paper based on this.
It caused an uproar in the academic and medical circles of Yu.
This is an effect of replanting a severed limb that can be achieved using only the power of mind without using any dangerous or possessed alienated objects.
If it can be promoted, it will be good news for the army, people, practitioners, and people in the world of Yu.
"Yes, the broken arm needs to be put in a clean box to freeze, otherwise the arm will undergo irreversible degeneration after more than three hours."
Li Ang said quickly: "Are you sure you want to replant the amputated limb now? I have surgical tools and anesthetics in my luggage."
"I can still hold on, let's solve the current situation first."
Gongsun Changyi did not choose to amputate the limb and replant it immediately. He waved his left hand and asked his men to find a refrigerator to store the arm.
He himself once again took a painkiller pill provided by Zhenfu Division, pushed Xing Pengyue away, and stepped towards Xiong Tuohai.
Zila Zila——
The power grid is still shrinking in an orderly manner, and the space for the shadow demon to move around is getting smaller and smaller, sometimes turning into human form, sometimes turning into animal form, roaring at Xiong Tuohai and Jianquan Monk.
"It's quite a catch."
Seeing Gongsun Changyi approaching, Xiong Tuohai breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The shadow demon and the host are one and the same, and any injury to one will be passed on to the other.
As long as the shadow demon continues to be tortured, even if the awakening monk has great power, he will continue to be injured, become weak, and finally be captured. "
After saying that, Xiong Tuohai suddenly tightened the thunder net and tied up the shadow demon.
The crackling sound of strong current penetrating the air is dense and sharp,
The Shadow Demon roared and screamed, and black smoke continued to emit from its body, no longer as arrogant as before.
"I've asked someone to check it out."
Gongsun Changyi nodded and said: "Seng Xing must be not far from Xingzhou, let the soldiers and government officials carry lanterns and search from house to house.
Whoever has no shadow under the light is the awakening monk..."
The word "monk" involuntarily lengthened its tone,
Gongsun Changyi's eyes widened and he looked at Jianquan Monk's feet in disbelief.
The soldiers who had escaped from the dungeon had raised countless torches on the prison wall, and there were several thin shadows under their feet.
There is only Jianquan, and there is nothing underfoot.
puff--
The feeling of something foreign penetrating my chest was so sudden,
Gongsun Changyi stared blankly at the chests of himself and Xiong Tuohai, both of which were penetrated by Monk Jianquan's arms.
The body that he was proud of was as thin as a piece of paper in front of Jianquan's skinny arms.
Jian Quan still had that kind and gentle smile on his face. He looked at the two old friends, and with a snap, he crushed their beating hearts with his bare hands.
Their vision quickly turned black. Before Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai could make any reaction, they lost all their strength. Their bodies fell backwards involuntarily and fell heavily to the ground, turning into two corpses.
"..."
The scene was completely silent. The soldiers of the Suppressing Division, who originally thought they had captured the Shadow Demon and were sure of their victory, stared at the bizarre scene in front of them with their mouths open.
what happened...
Even Li Ang was confused and couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.
Master Jianquan was the leader of the Zen Sect of the Yu Kingdom, a close friend of Lu Qingya, the dean of Luli Academy, and a distinguished monk who was treated with great courtesy by two generations of Yu Emperors.
When he was young, he traveled around the world, slaying demons and rectifying injustices in various places.
In his middle age, he practiced Zen and gained enlightenment, preached Mahayana teachings, and encouraged people to do good.
When he was old, he visited famous mountains and left legends and stories in various places about helping the poor, eradicating violence and bringing peace to the good, and promoting good and punishing evil.
Even Lian Xuanxiao, the headmaster of the academy who rarely commented on others, once praised him for his kindness, gentleness and caring for the people, making him a model for monks in the world.
Paji.
Jian Quan casually dropped the two crushed hearts and turned around. The gold threads on the blood-stained cassock were even more dazzling under the light of the fluttering torch.
"Namo Amitabha."
Jianquan, who still had splattered blood on his face, clasped his palms together and smiled gently at everyone, while the dripping blood dripped to the ground along his fingers.
