"Master Yi, what is a divine attack?" Qin Changqian asked from the side.
"I've heard people say that Shen Da is Jiu Yin Tower's unique skill, which is kept secret. Jiu Yin Tower disciples chant the formula and stomp the ground three times, and they can invite the gods in the sky to possess their bodies and use their divine power as their own. Use it. Could it be that Jiuyin Tower..." Yi Xiaodao explained.
Qin Changqian's eyes widened: "Invite the gods? Then aren't we definitely losing?"
"Of course he is not a real god in the sky, he is just pretending to scare people, but after the 'God Fight', he is indeed a completely different person from before. It should be a kind of Kung Fu that confuses people's minds and enhances their physical fitness..." Yi Xiaodao said, He also had no confidence in his heart. Hu Lishan once said that the art of divine attack not only deters the enemy, but more importantly, confuses oneself. The practitioner must believe wholeheartedly that he has borrowed the power of the gods in order to exert the maximum power of this art.
"Bind!"
Kong Yi stood on the back of Mo He, and the ink pen in his hand was scribbling in the air. The pen moved like a dragon and a snake, and an ink rope was drawn and wrapped around "Nezha".
"Hmph, go!"
"Nezha" stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Hun Tian Ling around his waist moved, wrapped around his body and onto his hand, ejected out, and got entangled with the ink rope, one red and one black, so tangled.
As soon as Hun Tianling got out of his hand, "Nezha" himself started to move, wielding the fire-tipped spear, stepping on the hot wheel, and went straight for Kong Yi.
"Second brother, go to the ground." Kong Xin, the fifth child, suggested to Kong Yi, the second child. The second brother lowered his head and saw the third and fourth brothers on the ground and the eldest brother Kong Ren next to Yi Xiaodao. He immediately understood what the fifth brother meant: after getting to the ground, the other three brothers can take action together.
Kong Yi and Kong Xin said nothing, and they flew down from their mounts. Mo He and Mo Ying pounced on "Nezha", scratching and pecking at it. "Nezha" kicked out his feet and jumped down from the hole. The two hot wheels smashed Mo He and Mo Ying into pieces.
As soon as "Nezha" landed, Kong Xin raised his hand and waved, and a piece of white paper flew out of his sleeve, wrapped "Nezha", and wrapped it tightly several times, wrapping "Nezha" like a rice dumpling.
Kong Zhi took out a small black bottle from his arms and poured it towards "Nezha". Thick black ink poured out of the bottle and swept over it, dyeing all the white paper black and binding the white paper tighter.
Kong Li followed closely and threw an inkstone over "Nezha"'s head. The inkstone became two or three feet in size and flipped down, just enough to cover "Nezha".
Kong Yi held a large ink pen, jumped onto the inkstone, and kept writing the word "lock" on the base of the inkstone, and the inkstone began to slowly become smaller.
"Nezha" was written all over the bottom of the inkstone. Kong Yi jumped off the inkstone and the four brothers stood around, preparing to capture "Nezha" alive.
Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the four layers are all sealing techniques. No one knows how "Nezha" feels inside them. Just looking at the heavy restrictions and restrictions, everyone in the world has made up their mind that they will never provoke Confucius in the future!
Hun Tianling in the air crushed the ink rope and returned to "Nezha". The inkstone was not allowed to enter, so it tightly twisted the inkstone and kept shrinking.
"Bang!" The inkstone was entangled by Hun Tianling until cracks appeared. Finally, it could no longer hold on and exploded. The huge inkstone, along with the word "lock" at the bottom, was blown into pieces.
"open!"
Not only the inkstone, but also the thick ink and white paper inside couldn't hold on. It exploded on the spot, and broken pieces of paper stained with black ink flew down...
The four layers of seals couldn't trap him!
The four brothers of the Kong family were in disbelief and slowly backed away. Is this really a god in the sky?
"Nezha" stood there, looking at the four people lazily among the scattered pieces of paper. Huntian Ling circled around him a few times and continued to wrap around him, helping him shake away the flying scraps of paper from time to time.
The Qiankun Circle was thrown out at will and hit Kong Li. Kong Li somersaulted and fell to the ground, and the black wolf under his crotch bit towards the Qiankun Circle. In the end, he couldn't do anything to get the Qiankun Circle, and was smashed into black ink on the ground. Kong Zhi also turned over and fell to the ground. Mo Lu buried his head and bumped into "Nezha". Before he could get close, he was picked to pieces by the fire-pointed spear.
"Nezha" smashed the Molu into pieces, and with a single movement of his feet, he rushed towards the four of them. The four of them quickly drew their weapons and started fighting with "Nezha". With one against four, Nezha never lost any chance. The tip of his spear danced like a tiger, forcing the four of them to retreat. The ink weapons were broken one after another.
"The so-called sincerity of one's intention is not to deceive oneself. It is like hating a foul odor or being fond of sex. This is called self-effacing. Therefore, a gentleman must be careful about being alone."
A righteous sound was heard by everyone on the battlefield. The sound was like thunder and the chirping of insects. Everyone can hear clearly, but if you don't listen carefully, you won't hear clearly at all.
"Master Yi, what is this sound? What does it mean?" Qin Changqian made a trumpet-like hand and put it to his ear. He heard it clearly, but he didn't understand what it meant.
Yi Xiaodao looked at Kong Ren in front of him and made a "silence" gesture: "Shh, listen carefully." Yi Xiaodao didn't have much ink in his stomach, but he still roughly understood the meaning, urging people to abandon evil and follow evil. Kindness just means being honest from the bottom of your heart.
Little did they know that this sentence was truly effective. Xiao Rantong's incarnation as "Nezha" relied on the short-term divine power obtained by divine beating, confusing himself, and deceiving his heart. Now that Kong Ren's words touched his heart, his body suddenly shook, his speed also slowed down, and he could no longer exert his divine power.
Kong Xin glanced at his brothers and immediately sat down cross-legged: "If you can't help people, how can you help ghosts."
"If you don't uphold your virtues and don't believe deeply, how can you live? How can you die?"
"A gentleman seeks for himself, a villain seeks for others."
The brothers took turns speaking, everyone recited the holy words, and recited "Nezha" until they were dizzy and confused. They rolled on the ground holding the fire-pointed spear.
"It's useful! Big brother and second brother, it's useful!" Kong Li said excitedly. He immediately sat down and read every sentence without stopping.
The five brothers recited it happily, but they suffered from "Nezha". They had splitting headaches and rolled on the ground holding the fire-pointed spear. Somersaulting into the air: "I've had enough!"
Huntian Ling coiled up, wrapped around "Nezha"'s whole body, and then opened.
"boom!"
I don't know what magic spell "Nezha" used. Hun Tianling swung away, and "Nezha" inside gave birth to four more arms, holding fire-tip spears, demon-slaying swords, demon-severing knives and other weapons. His head also turned into three. , looking left and right, with different expressions.
"Three heads and six arms!"
Seeing this scene, many people on the battlefield stopped thinking. They didn't know who they were or what they were going to do. They just knelt down and kowtowed...
"Master Yi, is this... really not a god?" Qin Changqian felt scared for the first time, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.
"It's an illusion, it's all fake." Yi Xiaodao pulled out "Siqing" from his waist and galloped towards "Nezha".
"Nezha" didn't pay attention to Yi Xiaodao, who was still far away, but first stared at the four brothers of the Kong family beside him. One of them jumped in front of Kong Li and Kong Xin, slashing and stabbing them with swords and spears. The two were killed on the spot and fell to the ground. In the blood.
Kong Yi and Kong Zhi were shocked: "Lao San, Lao Wu!"
Yi Xiaodao rode past the two of them and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, it's just an illusion." Yi Xiaodao's eyes were filled with anger, and he found that Kong Li and Kong Xin had just fainted and were not seriously injured. , there wasn’t even a wound on his body.
"Where is the evil obstacle? How dare you disturb me!" "Nezha" fired a fire-tipped spear, turned the head of the spear, and stabbed Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao didn't dodge, he rushed straight forward and bumped into the fire-pointed spear!
"Master Yi!" The whole audience exclaimed, and many people's hearts were raised in their throats.
Yi Xiaodao swung his sword across, and then freed up his hand to grab "Nezha"'s chest. His palm passed through his chest, and the two of them were in a stalemate.
"You...let me go...let me go...who are you? How did you find my true identity?" Xiao Wangtong grabbed Yi Xiaodao's big hand and struggled desperately.
"Is it difficult to find you?" Yi Xiaodao and Xiao Wangtong looked at each other, with a faint golden flame in their pupils.
Yi Xiaodao threw Xiao Wangtong behind, but Kong Yi caught him and tied him tightly with an ink rope.
In the Donglu army, the woman and the old man in white looked in the direction of Yi Xiaodao: "It's him, I can feel him coming."
"Xiao Wangtong has been captured..." the old man said with a frown.
"You are no match for him. Going to the front and capturing Lord Zhongyi is a great achievement." said the woman in white.
The old man nodded, and then his figure gradually disappeared on the spot, already gone...
"I would like to see what kind of skills this Yi Xiaodao is capable of." The woman in white clothes said and disappeared.
"General, if you don't hurry up and capture the camp, what are you waiting for?" The old man appeared next to Dongfang Zhong and asked.
Dongfang Zhong pointed to the distance and said: "What kind of technique are you doing? I wonder if it can be conveniently taught to our military camp. If everyone knows this technique..."
"General, it is better not to have some ideas. It is better to attack the camp first, and I will plunder the formation for you." The old man rejected Dongfang Zhong's idea and kept urging Dongfang Zhong to march into the camp.
Dongfang Zhong had no choice but to ignore this technique and command the army to move forward to attack the Haizheng camp. Li Dingxing, Xiang Lian'er and others had retreated into the camp. The surrounding Haizheng camps were tightly defensive, resisting the Donglu army to the death.
"You are so bold, Yi Xiaodao, how dare you hurt one of my disciples?" A clear female voice sounded. Yi Xiaodao looked left and right, but there was no one in front or behind him. Where was he?
"In the sky, is that... Guanyin Bodhisattva?" There were many people with mixed eyes, and someone discovered something strange in the sky.
Yi Xiaodao looked up and saw an auspicious cloud in mid-air. There was a lotus throne on the auspicious cloud. There was a person sitting on the throne, holding a pure vase with half a willow branch inserted in the vase. This was clearly the Guanyin Bodhisattva worshiped by every family!
"Guanyin Bodhisattva" seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and seemed to be angry but not angry. Yi Xiaodao's mind flashed once: "No form!"
Qin Changqian and Kong Ren rushed to Yi Xiaodao's side. Qin Changqian looked up and saw it. He was so frightened that he fell off his horse. He leaned his spear on the ground and asked, "Master Yi, is it true this time?" …"
"Seems to be…"
