In the wilderness, the ancient trees are rugged and their green leaves have fallen away. The branches of the strangely shaped trees form black shadows like strange claws raised high, projected on the ground.
A fat figure wrapped in a brown robe was sitting under the tree.
On the opposite branch, there was a strange bird with green hair, yellow claws and a plump beak perched.
This bird can speak human words, with a hoarse voice: "Master Miaosong, are you serious about not going?"
Master Miaosong wore loose brown clothes and wore a hat made of multiple layers of brown cotton on his head. His skin was almost the same color as his clothes. When he smiled, he revealed his fine, white teeth and said: "Snakes have snake ways, rats have rat ways. , We who practice magic do not like others, and we will inevitably become enemies if we interact with each other. Of course, it is best not to interact with each other. "
The strange bird flapped its wings: "Those Taoist priests and monks denounced us as evil, but we were unable to refute, precisely because they know how to unite and nominally belong to the same group."
"As for us, we have been declining over the years. We are no longer the honored guests of those wealthy and noble people. We even have to make the materials needed for practicing by ourselves. Don't you feel unwilling to do so?"
Master Miaosong just smiled and said nothing.
"Okay, I've given you three chances. If you don't come after three invitations, I hope you won't regret it in the future."
The green-feathered bird quacked twice, fluttered its wings and flew away.
After Master Miaosong waited for it to fly away, he tilted his head and spat: "Bah, if someone else invites me, I will go and have a look, but that crazy woman is going to make some noise, and I will How dare you go?"
"It's better to take advantage of the lingering influence of this Yin Earthquake to collect more blood essence from the heart-to-heart connection between mother and baby. It will be enough for me to push the Little Precepts Dharma to a superior state. When the time comes... hehe hehe!"
He sat quietly under the tree and waited, occasionally scratching his thighs and lower back impatiently.
There was a sound of jumping in the forest, and a zombie in linen clothes with all its hair and beard moved closer, opened its mouth, and blew out a stream of red smoke.
Miao Song opened the small cloth bag at his waist and raised it up. He put all the red smoke into the bag. The bag bulged slightly and then deflated.
Miao Song pressed his big eyes to the mouth of the bag and took a look. The inner wall of the bag was as delicate and smooth as snake scales. The smoke condensed into red droplets on the inner wall and merged into the pool of blood at the bottom.
"Okay, Ah Liu, the one you found is good. She is close to giving birth. The last three times Ah Wu found her, they were all just pregnant. You are much better than him."
Miao Song tightened the bag, opened a pocket on his right waist, took out two black pills, put them into the nostrils of the zombie in linen clothes, and thought to himself.
"I've passed through several nearby villages and towns. It's only a few dozen miles away from the Black Sky Temple. I'd better not be greedy. I'll change places tomorrow morning, lest I be surrendered and killed like the previous ones, which cost me dozens of dollars. Feeding with a secret medicine."
There was another sound in the forest. Miao Song raised his eyes and saw a zombie in tattered clothes rushing back.
When the zombie jumped, the nose on its face melted and twisted, which attracted Miao Song's attention.
"not good."
Miao Song took out a few pills and crushed them, then threw them forward with his fat hand. The powder flew like an arrow and hit the zombie in ragged clothes.
His plump fingers changed two spells. The zombie in ragged clothes jumped on the spot and turned back. The zombie in linen clothes also rushed in that direction, and he ran into the deep forest without looking back.
The zombie turned around and rushed towards him. Qiu Di raised his sword to meet him, but the people around him were much faster than him. Like a tiger crossing a stream, he leapt into the middle palace, directly stuck the zombie's neck and pushed it. Hit the next zombie.
Two zombies were knocked down on top of each other.
Guan Luoyang stepped hard and jumped away, chasing the brown-clothed mage.
Qiu Di rushed over, took out the cinnabar pills from his arms with his left hand, wiped it on the sword, and penetrated the necks of the two zombies with the sword, nailing them to the ground together. When he looked up, he saw that there was already action over there.
The brown-clothed mage was fat and tall, but extremely sensitive. He sensed the sound of the wind, stood on tiptoe, and hid behind a tree.
Guan Luoyang directly waved his hand and smashed the tree trunk, hitting the brown robe. However, a cloud of smoke spurted out from under the brown robe, and no one could be seen.
Qiudi shouted: "The trick is to look at the ground."
In fact, before he could remind him, Guan Luoyang had already heard the sound of the other party stepping on the soil, and he flew up and kicked the small tree that he had just broken in that direction.
The air shook, and a fat man wearing only a lining appeared. He bent down to avoid the tree, turned around and punched him.
The vinegar-big fist collided with Guan Luoyang's fist with a sound of wind. It was supposed to be a violent collision, but Guan Luoyang's hand felt like he had been hit by a ball of cotton filled with water.
It was damp and heavy, as if a layer of thick fog had suddenly come over, trying to envelop the skin on the head and face.
Guan Luoyang raised his eyebrows and shook his shoulders, subconsciously closing his pores, his skin tightened and exerted force, and his energy flowed through the sky. The clothes all over his body were shaken by the force coming out of his skin and made a snapping sound.
A circle of mist visible to the naked eye dispersed from his body, carrying a fishy smell.
Miao Song took three steps back. The big gold rings hanging on his earlobes swayed, and he exclaimed: "Is this the achievement of Water Fire Immortal Clothes? It's just a jump to kill people, and you actually sent such a master here." ?!”
He must have misunderstood something, gritted his teeth and snorted, "It seems that someone has guessed my identity, so I won't hide it. Let's see if you can keep me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clasped his palms together in front of his chest, closed his lips and made a dull sound.
"I, keep, the precepts!"
A three-character phrase with a flurry of syllables.
The fat flesh on Miao Song's face is arched from his cheeks, his eyebrows are raised, and the skin and flesh everywhere are tightened and hardened, forming an exaggerated and majestic appearance like a statue of a temple king.
His eyelids drooped and rolled, and golden light shone faintly between his seven orifices.
The cold wind blew away from his body in all directions, weighing heavily on his heart with majesty.
When Qiu Di saw his appearance at this moment, an idea flashed in his mind, and he lost his voice and said, "It's actually that evil thief Miao Song!"
Master Miaosong was quite famous many years ago. He claimed to practice Buddhism and used medicine to save people in the Jiaozhou Prefecture. He was highly respected by the local wealthy natives.
Even eminent monks from famous temples such as Nalanda Temple and Baye Temple have friendships with him. They are accompanied by servants when they go out and are supported by believers.
But later, Master Yang Lian of Motian Temple lost face because of a few quarrels between his disciples and him, so he actually came to the door in person and forced a fight.
Everyone knew that Yang Lian was still full of anger and was domineering, so they guessed that something was wrong with him, so everyone supported Miao Song.
Unexpectedly, with one strike of Yanglian's palm, Master Miaosong's disguise was broken, revealing the true foundation of his evil method.
It is a method of small precepts originating from the Buddhist practice, which emphasizes keeping the precepts and self-discipline. The stricter the precepts, the more sincere the heart, and the deeper the power of the law.
It is extremely difficult for ordinary children to only abide by the precepts of killing and lust, and not let go of these two desires. And if you want to succeed in practicing small precepts, in addition to the most basic precepts, the precepts set for yourself are often more stringent. To an unreasonable degree.
Most of those who can master this magic are eminent monks. This is also the main reason why many eminent monks praised Miao Song in the past.
But Miao Song's real practice method is to combine the ancient Annan Kingdom's magic, using the heart essence and blood of the person who is pregnant with Liujia as a guide, and using the pure thought of the fetus to be born as a cover, which can not only obtain the baby's The power of the precepts does not necessarily mean that you actually follow the precepts.
Being so outrageous and unreasonable will inevitably lead to resentment over time. As long as the magic cover is broken, everyone can see the fishy smell coming from his bones.
Master Yang Lian knocked him back from the middle realm to the lower realm with one palm and revealed the truth. However, he triggered the spell he had cast on the wealthy family's children earlier, causing a commotion and taking advantage of the chaos to escape.
Over the years, many eminent monks from famous monasteries were ashamed of what happened back then, and secretly pursued his whereabouts.
Looking at his momentum now, he has clearly returned to the peak of his past. How many people will he kill during this period?
Qiu Di was shocked and angry, but Guan Luoyang only looked at them coldly, and said with a quick finger: "You alone instigated these zombies to harm people? Are there any accomplices?"
"Accomplice? Young man, do you think I am a Taoist priest like you, and I dare not go on the road alone?"
Miao Song shook his shoulders and opened his martial arts stand. He looked at Guan Luoyang's flaw with both hands like a vicious bear being captured by his peers, "I didn't want to reveal my identity, so I just threw two jump zombies to give you credit. Since it's for me. I'm a master, and your life depends on your ability..."
"You're the only one!"
Guan Luoyang swiped his right hand downwards, and the bronze pattern flashed across, cutting off a large tree nearly a foot thick next to him. Then he turned around with his left hand and fished up.
More than four feet away from the break, he dug the five fingers of his left hand deep into the trunk of the tree, grabbed the entire tree, and smashed the broken spot against Miao Song.
Miao Song was caught off guard and could only cross his hands to block the impact of the big tree.
The broken part of the tree trunk was uneven. When it hit Miao Song's magically protected arms, the wood pieces flew around and several cracks burst out.
But the force that controlled this tree was probably several thousand kilograms, and it knocked Miao Song to the ground in one blow.
In the close combat just now, it seemed like he was almost poisoned. This time, Guan Luoyang grabbed a tree and hit someone. His waist, hips and knees came together and fell together.
The trunk of the tree was suddenly raised about a foot, and was pounded down again, one after another, without giving Miaosong any chance to breathe.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! !
When the moonlight is just right, you can see the top of a tree rising and falling violently from miles away.
When the tree trunk was smashed down again and the feedback was no longer the reaction force of hitting a hard object, but the sound of cracking bones, Guan Luoyang stopped and pushed the tree aside.
The protective power of Xiaojie Dingfa was smashed by pure violence. Miao Song's entire torso was sunk deeply into the mud. His limbs were bent upward, his face was distorted, and seven holes were bleeding.
Qiudi walked over slowly and glanced at the corpse: "Brother Guan..."
Guan Luoyang looked back and saw Qiu Di's shocked look. He was stunned for a moment and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood. But it shouldn't be an exaggeration for a person like this to die in such a way. Bar."
Qiu Di shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, this evil thief has a reputation far and wide. Brother Guan killed him well. I want to say..."
He raised his sword and asked, "Can you let me stab you a few times?"
