"He didn't lie to you, but he didn't tell you everything!"
Before the mandrill could recover from the shock, Pei Wende endured the mental pain and pointed the sword again and whispered in a low voice.
"Here comes the knife!"
In an instant, the fragments of the butcher knife that had been broken off by the mandrill suddenly started to fly again, and then swarmed like meteors towards the mandrill that was just around the corner.
——Seven Methods of Side Sect·Hundred Steps Flying Sword!
At the same time, the three wrathful looks on Pei Wende's head and shoulders also attacked the mandrill, and in the process, they made screaming roars and roars.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
In front of it is the Pure Yang True Fire, known as "the nemesis of all evil spirits and bad luck", and in the back is the extremely sharp Hundred-step Flying Sword...
The mandrill, which was attacked from both sides, finally felt a fatal threat at this moment. This near-death experience made it roar again.
"You are just a mortal! He obviously said so!"
It's like he can't believe that he has been deceived, or he simply vents his unwillingness...
I saw the mandrill roaring angrily while resolutely choosing to die with Pei Wende in his hand - because this was the only thing it could do at the moment.
"Mortal? Maybe!"
In a daze, Pei Wende looked at the mandrill's huge slap to his head, but he couldn't help but laugh.
"Ahem, but my master and senior brother are not mortals."
If it were normal times, Pei Wende would definitely not be able to use magical powers such as the Hundred-Step Flying Sword and the Pure Yang True Fire.
Not to mention dying together with a mandrill, a spirit that has been cultivating for hundreds of years.
Because so far, Pei Wende has not been able to do even the most basic "entering concentration", and he is still just a newcomer wandering outside the threshold of practice.
But tonight is the exception.
Because tonight is the Gengshen Night that happens only once in sixty years, and it is the day when the vitality of heaven and earth is most active.
Not to mention magic, its essence is to leverage the power of ghosts and gods between heaven and earth through magic spells.
It is a variety of tricks and taboo attacks that practitioners can master through long-term study and training.
Supernatural powers are even simpler. They are nothing more than changes in the practitioner's own energy and spirit. They are external manifestations of the practitioner's ability to enhance and adjust his or her own energy and spirit.
In other words, as long as Pei Wende meets certain changes in his energy and spirit, the corresponding supernatural powers will naturally appear in his body.
Although Zen Master Lingyou had some concerns, he only taught Pei Wende some basic meditation and physical training formulas for the time being, but did not teach him more specific magical powers.
But when it comes to the basic principles of magical powers, Zen Master Lingyou doesn't hide anything.
Especially the part involving the changes and influence of spirit, energy and spirit is explained very clearly.
Because of this, when Pei Wende clearly understood the nature of the pure Yang true fire of the mandrill, his patience in practicing "Wuxin Concentration" for a long time allowed him to catch the flash of spiritual light, and then awakened the pure Yang supernatural power.
——Taking essence as the foundation, Qi as the body, and God as the source.
This is the magical power of overcoming demons condensed by Yang Qi and ignited by anger.
He has natural restraint against all evil things, so that even the most sneaky people cannot look directly at the real fire.
Therefore, Pei Wende had no doubt at all about the fate of the mandrill in front of him, just as he had no doubt at all about his own fate.
He was just a little regretful that he still could not step into the ranks of true practitioners in this life.
[Old monk, if there is a next life, you should teach me how to practice earlier! 】
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"hiss!"
When the little green snake finally made up his mind to give up this once-in-sixty-year practice and rushed to Zhangjiacun, what he saw was the scene of Pei Wende and Mandrill dying together.
Red flames and golden flames intertwined, and the screams of bloody broken blades tearing through the air resounded through the night...
This extremely tragic scene was deeply imprinted in the memory of the little green snake in a very short period of time.
Even thousands of years later, it could not forget this mortal figure who dared to fight the mandrill and kept fighting until he passed out from exhaustion.
"hiss!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the originally small green snake with bamboo leaves suddenly expanded into a large snake with green scales, and then crashed into the burning flames with lightning speed.
"Green snake!!!"
Pei Wende, who had completely fainted, could not hear the mandrill's desperate cry, and naturally did not see the scene of the green-scaled snake protecting him at the last moment.
boom!
Only a loud noise like thunder was heard.
The green-scaled snake, which was slightly larger than the mandrill, knocked the opponent away and snatched the unconscious Pei Wende from its hands.
tumultuous!
It was also at this moment that the butcher's knife broke into pieces and embedded itself into the mandrill's body from behind.
The three wrathful faces that faced him showed their essence, and three pure Yang true fires that were like substance instantly ignited them.
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A moment later, when everything returned to calm.
The mandrill, which was half lying on the ground and waiting for it to burn out, raised its head with difficulty, with a look of helplessness and confusion.
"Why……"
Right in front of the mandrill, a large green-scaled snake with its entire body coiled up was spitting out snake bites, as alert and dangerous as a giant python that was hunting for prey.
Between the mandrill and the green-scaled snake, the country road that had been barely reclaimed had turned into a land of mud and potholes.
Compared with the renovated and reclaimed fields outside the village, it is not a big deal.
As for the nearby houses?
It has long since become a victim of this battle, and no intact bricks or stones can be preserved.
"hiss!"
Being both mountain spirits, the green-scaled snake naturally knew what the mandrill was asking.
But even it doesn't know why it gave up this rare night of practice and hurriedly came here to "meddle in its own business."
The only thing the green-scaled snake knew was that the mandrill was his enemy and Pei Wende was his opportunity.
He must intervene in this battle and solve it all in his own way.
This is how the mountain elves and wild monsters do things, simple, direct but extremely effective.
"A hundred years of practice will be destroyed in one day. God may not help me achieve enlightenment and transcendence!"
He seemed to know that his question was destined to be unanswered. After asking this question, Mandrill immediately sighed with regret.
At this moment, Mandrill is no longer the ferocious mountain ghost, but a seeker who wants but cannot get.
"It's God's will. You can't force it..."
After speaking, the mandrill's body was immediately burned away by the blazing pure Yang true fire, leaving only a dark locust tree trunk remaining in place.
That is the most essential trunk of a mandrill, or a century-old locust tree.
And after being burned by the pure Yang true fire, this tree trunk has shed all the evil spirits of the mandrill, and it can be called the purest "essence of Yimu".
"hiss!"
Without any hesitation, the green-scaled snake immediately slithered forward and swallowed it in one bite.
This piece of "Essence of Yimu" alone is enough to offset the blue-scaled snake's hundreds of years of hard training.
Not to mention, this "essence of Yimu" from the mandrill can also make up for the shortcomings of the flesh and blood creature itself, greatly enhancing the self-healing ability of the blue-scaled snake.
The most important thing is that this "essence of Yimu" seems to taste pretty good?
At this moment, the green-scaled snake had only one thought in his mind - Pei Wende was indeed his lucky star.
—Recommendation ticket—/—Monthly ticket—
