Taoist Shura immediately became excited.
"Long Changming, I have long heard that you are very capable. Let me show you your abilities today!"
"Principal? Long should call you Bald Donkey, right?"
"you……"
Taoist Shura was so angry that he raised his hand, and the big snake on his shoulder immediately rose into the air like an arrow and rushed towards Grandpa.
Grandpa at this time was just a ghost. Logically speaking, one shouldn't be afraid of this big snake.
However, as soon as the big snake pounced, Grandpa ran away and disappeared.
The next second, I heard his voice again, appearing in the water fifty meters away.
"It's just a big earthworm! Come on! Come and bite me if you can!" Grandpa challenged.
The big snake submerged into the lake in an instant, leaving only a wave in front of my eyes.
Now, it's just me and Taoist Shura one on one.
Taoist Shura looked like he was gearing up, but suddenly his figure flashed and he disappeared. The next second, I felt someone standing behind me. I didn't look back, I fell down with an upside-down golden hook, connected my legs, and kicked the opponent directly on the top of his head.
Master Shura didn't expect that I knew traditional kung fu, so he raised his hands above my head and forcefully caught my two feet.
My two kicks originally only used 30% of my strength, just to test the opponent's depth.
Because when grandpa called him bald donkey just now, his reaction was very big. It shows that this person was practicing Buddhism before, but later he probably betrayed Buddhism and started practicing evil, so he changed his name to Taoist Shura.
If a person embarks on the path of evil cultivation, it must be because his own cultivation is not as good as others.
Otherwise, who would take the risk to practice evil?
It can be seen from this that this person's foundation should not be very good. Coupled with the evil cultivation, he is willing to guard the reservoir here instead of making a name for himself in the world, which is enough to show that his strength is average.
Otherwise, if he had become a more powerful evil cultivator, he would have already made a name for himself in society.
However, I still miscalculated!
When this guy held my feet with both hands, I suddenly felt a powerful force sucking my legs in instantly. It was impossible for me to escape, so I could only hold the demon-subduing pestle and stab the Shura Taoist in the head.
The Subduing Demonic Pestle has absorbed many undead souls at this time, and its power has greatly increased.
The blood mist above Taoist Shura's head was instantly suppressed by the green mist on Jiangmochu's body.
"Dwarf Taoist Priest! Die!"
Master Shura suddenly became furious and threw me out. I don’t know what’s wrong with him!
"Hey! Hey! Do you need to be so angry? I didn't call you a bald donkey!"
"By the way, uncle, you are not pretending to be a Taoist priest when you are a good monk? I told you that I am only six years old!"
"You little bastard, you're so good after getting a bargain! Did you know that this Demon-Conquering Pestle was brought out of Buddhism by me at the very last moment of my life? You little thief, you want to give me back the Demon-Conquering Vajra Pestle!"
"Want it? Come and get it!"
Taoist Shura didn't pounce on him immediately, but he took out a strange earthen jar from his body, which looked a bit like a baby's urn. It looked very scary.
Especially when used to deal with children like me, it is quite a deterrent!
"You little beast! You know martial arts, right? I'll let you try Shaolin's Eighteen Bronze Man Formation today!"
"Wow! Eighteen Bronze Men Formation?"
"real or fake?"
Taoist Shura shook the earthen jar, and a lot of ashes suddenly fell out of the earthen jar.
After the ashes fell into the water, Taoist Shura began to recite a mantra.
The ashes scattered and suddenly formed the appearance of monks.
"one two three……"
"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."
"eighteen!"
"It's indeed eighteen!"
Eighteen monks were shirtless and posing in different poses. They all had their eyes closed, which suddenly made me a little sad.
Because their appearance is very similar to what Master told me about the eminent monk passing away.
"What have these people experienced?"
Their expressions were very calm, as if they were going to die indifferently, indicating that they were probably willing to die in order to protect something. Otherwise, his expression would never be so calm.
"Master Shura, you old guy, what exactly did you do to them?" I roared.
Master Shura didn't say a word and continued to recite the mantra.
The eyes of the eighteen monks suddenly opened. Eighteen pairs of blood-red eyes stared at me with murderous intent.
At the same time, the monk's body was quickly surrounded by blood mist.
"Hey! Masters..."
I really don’t want to be an enemy of these eighteen monks, because I know that they are all puppets controlled by Taoist Shura.
So, I was wondering how I could free them.
"superior!!"
As soon as Master Shura gave an order, the eighteen monks moved like rabbits and immediately attacked me.
I had no choice but to use the "Flying Dragon Playing with Pearls" movement technique to deal with them. Fortunately, in the water, I felt as comfortable as a fish in water. Not only was my body much more flexible, but I could also fly up and down, so I was not quickly knocked down by the eighteen monks.
If I were on land, with their attack speed, I would have nowhere to escape!
"Boom!!"
I was not careful and received a heavy punch from one of the monks on my back.
This punch knocked me directly from the water back to the bottom of the lake.
It was just a punch, and it made my blood boil and my head pounding with stars. It seems that these monks have gone completely crazy. If this continues, I'm afraid they will beat me to the point where I won't recognize my parents.
"Send him to death! Keep fucking me!"
A dozen monks were like a dozen cannonballs, falling from the sky.
I quickly swam towards the sarcophagus because I knew there were several chains hundreds of meters long.
I don't know why, but the magic pestle can't be used against these eighteen monks.
Maybe it’s because the Vajra and Demonic Pestle is a Buddhist magical weapon. As soon as these eighteen monks appeared, the green light on Jiangmo Pestle was suppressed and became almost like an ordinary dagger.
The other party used the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, which is Shaolin's upper-level martial arts.
It is said that in the past, if a monk wanted to go down the mountain, the first step was to pass the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation. Only by defeating the Eighteen Bronze Man could he be qualified to leave the mountain. It is conceivable that with my six years of three-legged cat skills, how can I stand up to them?
I had no choice but to use iron chains to disrupt their formation.
really! This trick worked!
When I grabbed the iron chain and started to do Tai Chi, using the Tai Chi method of using four ounces to move a thousand pounds of force, the iron chain as big as the mouth of the bowl was quickly danced by me in the water, forming an iron tornado.
A huge wave rolled towards the eighteen monks.
"You little beast, it's not that easy to break through my Arhat Formation!"
As Taoist Shura said, he took out two more earthen jars and poured the contents into the water.
This time, I discovered that the jar contained not ashes, but blood!
Stinky corpse blood!
As soon as this thing entered the water, I immediately vomited and almost had jaundice.
Immediately afterwards, I heard bursts of ghosts crying and howling. A little girl in a white skirt suddenly appeared in front of me, looking at me with a pair of innocent eyes.
She was probably only six or seven years old!
