Li Changan asked himself if he was a dirty talker.
But at this moment, the person is in mid-air, unable to retreat or avoid, looking at the White Lotus Saint with a charming smile, or in other words, the Corpse Buddha holding the White Lotus Saint's head.
There was only one sentence in his mind.
"Your mother-in-law, Monk Kong Yan, can't even say a word accurately!"
Just say the word "escape", will you die? !
However, even though ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past in his heart, the Taoist priest was not at all confused.
No hesitation at all.
The long sword he swung became even faster.
But he never expected that a strong wind suddenly came from the top of the cave. Li Changan had to use his sword to block it, and then he was swept away and knocked to the ground.
His body felt like a dropped rubber ball, bouncing on the hard stone surface a few times until he almost lost his breath. For a moment, he could only hear every bone in his body wailing.
But there was no room to cry out in pain.
As soon as Fang fell to the ground, the Taoist priest's heart rang with alarm. He endured the severe pain and rolled out without thinking.
"Pfft."
Stone chips are flying.
Then something roared down and penetrated the stone surface where he was previously.
The Taoist priest did not dare to be careless and rolled out for more than ten steps before he stood up and looked up.
It turned out to be a mountain vine.
It was as thick as a wrist, had no branches or leaves, and was mottled with green and gray. It popped out from behind the corpse Buddha, like a giant worm, and wriggled for a while.
"Click."
Cut out a stone the size of a washbasin from the ground and shake it gently.
The rocks turned into debris and scattered all over the ground.
The top of the vine is revealed to be split into three petals, with "mouthparts" that open and close indefinitely.
Li Changan recognized this thing. The stone walls along the path to the Demon Transformation Cave were covered with these things, but he didn't expect that when he looked at the fresh stone pits on the ground, he felt a little cold.
However, misfortunes never come singly.
The sound of cracking rock shells suddenly sounded from all sides of the cave.
Immediately, the cracks on the stone wall were spread rapidly.
Er.
Dozens of general-looking vines emerged from the stone wall and stood behind the Corpse Buddha. Their tips trembled slightly toward Li Changan, like a group of poisonous snakes vomiting apricots.
And the Corpse Buddha, or the White Lotus Saint, has lightly opened her red lips.
"Nanwuheheluoduonaduoluoye."
The demonic sound hit my brain again like a tidal wave.
Li Changan murmured:
"It's a dog's day."
The next second.
The vines shot up like heavy rain.
Li Changan tossed and turned, the sword light in his hand flying, like a brilliant light curtain slowly unfolding.
However, the attack force of the dozens of vines was as dense as a rain shower, and they were even more powerful. Every time they whizzed down, they splashed with stone chips.
It really makes people feel helpless and unable to help.
Within a moment, the Taoist priest received dozens of new injuries.
Er.
A vine swept towards me like an iron whip.
The Taoist priest couldn't deal with it, so he turned sideways and took a hard blow on his shoulder.
Suddenly.
There was no feeling in his left shoulder, and the person floated out like a kite with broken strings. Finally, he hung on the stone wall and slowly slid down. The armor on his body was also ripped away by the whip, and the tattered armor sliced through his chest, bleeding profusely.
But from beginning to end, the sword in his hand never let go.
"Taoist Priest!"
Suddenly, a childish and sharp call came from the crossing.
But the little monk rolled into the hall holding his head and screaming in pain.
"The fourth square in the third row on the left hand side."
Only then did Li Changan notice that there were rows of grids on the stone wall behind him, and he didn't know what was stored there.
He just dodged and let a thorn vine pass, found the grid the young monk mentioned, and took out a clay pot from it. This is actually the golden ashes of the old monk master, but the Taoist priest didn't know this, so he quickly asked:
"What is this? How to use it?"
But the little monk already had a splitting headache and could not answer any questions.
Seeing that another round of vines was about to attack, Li Changan ignored him and picked up the jar and smashed it at the corpse Buddha.
But halfway through, it was smashed to pieces, and the ashes of the golden body spilled out, and were stirred up all over the cave by the vines. Unknowingly, they even fell into the "clutter" in the corner of the Buddhist hall.
Those sundries were none other than the unsightly golden Buddha statue that the White Lotus Saint "arrived" in front of the Demon Transformation Cave. The monks from Thousand Buddhas Temple thought it was unsightly and moved it to the corner!
As soon as the golden body and the golden body met, they immediately emitted bright golden light.
The chanting sound suddenly changed. The Great Compassion Mantra was still the Great Compassion Mantra, but it changed from the tormenting demonic sound back to the Buddhist sound, which made people feel refreshed. Even the demonic vine controlled by the Corpse Buddha lost control and danced wildly and aimlessly.
"Taoist Master, go quickly!"
But Kong Yan was able to speak with difficulty again.
escape?
But there was a hint of stubbornness and determination in the Taoist priest's eyes.
If you can't kill this demon, where can you escape? !
“Too late”
Kong Yan said again.
But the Taoist priest turned a deaf ear and just moved forward.
He passed through the dancing magic vines, and the Buddha's light in the corner suddenly dimmed.
He jumped onto the lotus platform, and the Buddha's light was already dim and weak.
He swung his long sword, and the Buddha's light was extinguished.
"Snapped."
There was a crisp sound in the air.
A vine hit the sword like a whip, and the sword finally came out.
but.
Before the long sword flew out, the blade had already cut off most of the saint's neck, leaving only a small piece of flesh connected to the torso.
The Taoist priest was already red-eyed, and even though he had no weapons, he did not retreat but advanced.
He dexterously bypassed the corpse Buddha's arm, climbed up its neck, sat down on the corpse Buddha's head, grabbed the beautiful head, and pulled hard.
"Om! Dumb! Hum!"
Suddenly.
The remaining three heads of the Corpse Buddha spoke simultaneously.
The sound was both a roar and a howl, more like thunder.
The shock made Li Changan's eyes flash with stars, blood gushed from his orifices, the ground shook, and rocks rolled around.
And also at this time.
A stream of blood poured in from the entrance, and in an instant, it swept through the entire Buddhist hall.
Li Changan was caught in the blood wave without any preparation. For a moment, there were only two thoughts in my mind.
First, Huang Taihu is coming?
Second, I can’t swim!
But he couldn't refuse or refute. Instead, he drank several mouthfuls of dirty blood, and in the end he could only hold on to the torn off head.
Finally, someone picked him up by the collar and pulled him out bleeding.
In a state of confusion and confusion, I heard someone say:
"The hole is collapsing."
"Let's go!"
"The Taoist's Sword"
Then, exhaustion and pain hit him together, and his vision finally turned black. He couldn't hold on anymore and fainted.
A few hours later.
Settlement site at the foot of the mountain.
Li Changan suddenly woke up from the chaos. He couldn't use his left hand, so he only used his right hand to pull around randomly. Finally, he grabbed his sword by his side and held it in his arms. Only then did he feel a little calmer.
It was also at this time that he noticed that he was sitting on a roll of straw mat, surrounded by straw mats also spread on the ground, with injuries wrapped in white cloth lying on them.
And the same is true when looking back at oneself.
The left hand is hanging on the shoulder. The Taoist robe has been taken off, and the body is covered with a white cloth belt. The light golden lines on it are shimmering. This thing has been used by Yan Xinglie before, and it has a miraculous effect on external injuries.
"Taoist! Taoist is awake!"
I don't know who shouted several times, but then I heard a mess of footsteps, and the concerned face of Taoist Xishi was hidden in my eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao, how do you feel about your injury?"
When such words came to his ears, his mind immediately trembled.
Li Changan remembered everything about the Demon Transformation Cave, the Corpse Buddha, the mutation, and the White Lotus Saint. Of course, there are also those few mouthfuls of blood.
The Taoist priest's expression changed, he turned over and retched.
The Taoist priest from Xishi next to him hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, I've vomited it out a long time ago."
Hearing this, Li Changan's feeling of nausea eased slightly. He wiped the acidic water from the corners of his mouth, only to find that there were many broken hairs on his palms.
"Earlier, fellow Taoist, although you fell into a coma, you kept holding on to the head in your hand. Then Huang Taihu cut off the hair and took away the head, leaving only a ball of broken hair in your hand."
Li Changan nodded when he heard this. He vaguely remembered such an incident, and then asked:
"The Corpse Buddha"
Halfway through his words, he stopped sadly.
What's there to ask?
I failed.
All the sacrifices were in vain.
The corpse Buddha will be born tomorrow, and Yuzhou will become a demonic country on earth, and tens of thousands of people will be displaced.
Taoist Xi Shi also looked gloomy. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh hard and said bitterly:
"It's all our fault for being incompetent! We swore we could protect three hundred people and entered that devil's cave, but in the end we had to let you, fellow Taoist, face the Corpse Buddha alone."
Li Changan shook his head and said, "In this case, it doesn't mean that I am not capable and have more responsibilities."
"That was not what I meant!"
Xi Shi was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly.
"I mean"
Li Changan interrupted him with a smile.
"It's just a joke. I know what fellow Taoist means, but when it comes to this situation, whose responsibility does it matter?"
Xishi was silent for a moment and sighed, still a little unwilling.
"If Uncle Luo is here."
A Taoist next to him said: "If Master Yuqing's uncle were here, there would be no room for this arrogant monster!"
He does not mean that.
"Luo Yuqing?"
Hearing this, Xishi asked strangely: "Do you know my master's uncle, fellow Taoist?"
Li Changan did not hide anything, so he recounted everything he saw in Juzhou City. He also briefly described the old liar's appearance, demeanor, language, and movements, and said with a smile:
"I originally thought that the old liar just made up a false name, but unexpectedly he still used the name of his great-uncle to deceive."
The Taoist priest shook his head and didn't think much about it, but he didn't see that Xishi's expression was a little embarrassed.
"My great-uncle is not well-known, and many people in the world don't know about him."
"Maybe it's just a coincidence."
The Taoist priest still didn't care.
"There are many people with the same name and surname in the world. Among other things, Taoist friend Longtu. I didn't know who I heard him say a few days ago. This Demon Transformation Cave previously imprisoned a villain who killed his master. He was also a Taoist priest, also named Long. Picture, what a coincidence, isn’t it?”
Li Changan spoke in an understatement, but Xi Shi's reply was somewhat hesitant.
"My uncle is fond of playing games."
This nonsense sentence made the Taoist stunned.
He blinked, turning the previous conversation over and over in his mind, and finally got a taste of it.
But he still couldn't believe it, and said hesitantly:
"The old Taoist priest doesn't seem to have any real ability, and he only knows how to blind people."
Xi Shi's expression became more and more embarrassed, and he almost covered his face and ran away.
"My uncle is good at rituals, but he is not very proficient in magic."
Li Changan: ""
After a while.
In the meeting hall.
"Yang Qian, you see, this matter was done in vain. Many people were lost. It was not in vain."
Yang Zhiji Master Yang shook his head while drinking hot tea.
Next to him, Taoist Longtu just remained silent.
He added:
"I think it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's quickly evacuate to Yuzhou City before the corpse Buddha comes out of the mountain. At least there is a city wall to protect it."
at this time.
Suddenly came from outside the door:
"Can't withdraw! Can't withdraw!"
But Taoist Xishishi rushed in in a hurry.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao said that if you give him one more night, he will find a way to deal with the Corpse Buddha!"
Long Tu stood up suddenly.
"Where is Fellow Taoist Xuanxiao?"
