Under the suppression of the forbidden magic barrier of the eminent monk's relic, all the evil magic weapons on Su Mu had to feel a little more sluggish and blocked when used.
This little flaw was enough for Gu Lanxiang to hit him with dozens of sticks, beating him like watermelon jam.
But just when the stick was about to hit his forehead, two green, pure and rich sword lights crossed in front of him, blocking the stick.
The bamboo stick full of life flames collided with the two blue rays of light, and it was like a huge gong in the sky being struck and vibrating.
The bamboo stick bent violently, and Gu Lanxiang's whole body was knocked out.
Sumu held the sword technique with his hand, and changed his hands to command. Seven blue rays of light flew in the air, three of which were guarding the whole body, circling uncertainly, and the other four pierced Gu Lanxiang one after another.
Thick ink-like hair fell from his head in strands, and the seven rays of light turned out to be the seven pointed hairpins that were originally inserted into his head.
After the small wooden hairpin flew out, it immediately turned into a two-foot long, strange-shaped flying sword with no hilt and two sword points at both ends.
There was a faint wooden texture on the sword, but when it flew, it was extremely sharp. One of the sword lights just brushed against the tomb tower next to it, and the entire small tower was cut in half.
The thirty-three meters of air around here is still filled with the shimmering light emitted by the eminent monk's relics, but it cannot restrict the trajectory of the green light flying sword at all. On the contrary, the green light becomes more and more bright and brilliant.
The sword actually revealed a bright and upright spirit.
Gu Lanxiang chuckled in mid-air, and her slender and strong waist turned out of thin air. Her whole body seemed to be dancing drunkenly in the air, and she did two somersaults. The bamboo stick moved with her, and the two ends of the stick poked and smashed. Swing the four flying swords away one after another.
Benedict!
I saw one end of the stick touching the ground, Gu Lanxiang holding the other end of the bamboo stick in his hand, and stepping on the middle part of the bamboo stick under his feet. The stick body was slightly bent and tilted, carrying the weight of the owner, and he controlled the balance with a wonderful posture.
"Sure enough, even though you are doing things like digging people's graves from the top of your head to the soles of your feet, you are not a pure sorcerer."
Su Mu successfully forced the opponent back, but his expression was not very good. After all, he was forced to reveal his hidden abilities once he met him face to face. Moreover, judging from the opponent's tone, he knew that others already knew him, but he did not know the enemy. The feeling of not knowing anything is never good.
'Is it possible that there are people who have a lot of points and no place to go, so they go to the entertainment area to buy information? Aren't you afraid of being misled by those expensive and vague information? '
The spell abilities that Su Mu cultivated are divided into two systems.
One set is the evil spells that he has been exposed to since he became a reincarnation. The main body is the "Heshan Sutra", which records sixty-seven spells of the Heshan Way. They are all evil heretics, used to kill people, kill animals, and extract souls for refinement. Po, to refine all kinds of evil magic weapons and exert magic power.
This evil path has its own benefits. When you first start practicing, you don't need to talk too much about spiritual enlightenment and detailed realm. You only need to follow the steps step by step, be ruthless, kill more and practice more, and you can continue to improve your magic ability.
However, the spells of Heshan Dao become less and less promising the more you practice them. You only know how to sacrifice foreign objects, and the cultivation of your own Taoism seems to be too complex and not refined. After reaching a certain level, you can even rely on parasitism in alien beings. animals to prolong life.
Moreover, as a reincarnation person, you have to travel between many worlds. If you only rely on these ghost-like spells, it will be too limited. There are many things that can restrain the evil spirits.
So after reaching three stars, Su Mu accumulated the gains from two missions, took them all out, and consciously exchanged them for the "White Sun Illustration" from the Shushan Swordsman World.
In terms of purifying the Dao foundation, Baiyang diagram can be regarded as the best authentic Xuanmen method. Su Mu uses the Baiyang magic power that he has refined to control his seven flying swords made of copper coconut sacred wood. Not subject to most evil-killing and demon-breaking barriers.
In fact, the reason why he came to dig up the bodies of these Shaolin monks was because even though they had been dead for many years, the bodies of these Shaolin monks who had reached the first-class realm were still different from ordinary corpses. They contained a little bit of yin and yang. Life is very rare.
When Sumu was practicing the five-horse pagoda rope before, he had used magic to bury the bloody corpses of five hundred horses, creating a very negative and extremely cold Feng Shui situation.
When the time comes, the bones of these monks will be buried, and the bones of the Buddhist master will be used as the indispensable core. They will perform ritual sacrifices for seven or forty-nine days to stimulate the little bit of yang in the yin to refining his seven flying swords. , you can completely transform the Dao Foundation, eliminate all the hidden dangers of practicing evil methods before, and use the authentic immortal Baiyang magic power to become the best among the four-stars.
And all the corpses of monks will be transformed into the most evil corpses.
Su Mu secretly thought, if everything goes well, when flying swords are in the sky, walking corpses are on the ground, and evil spirits are controlled with righteous methods, he will directly rise to the top level of combat power in the world, and any subsequent tasks and plans will be able to do so. Unscrupulous and invincible.
"Ha! This is a bluff. Even if you know something about us, all you know is only a small amount of information before we entered this world."
Su Mu's tone was deep, and his mind calmed down, "This relic must be expensive. You thought it could restrain me, but it couldn't restrain my true strength at all. Under your pretense of knowing what you had expected, what was going on in your heart?" What do you think?"
"This thing is indeed expensive, but do you think it was prepared just for you?"
Gu Lanxiang shook the relic in her hand and raised her eyes as if somewhat unexpectedly. Then she held her belly with her left hand and her body trembled slightly as she laughed.
"Do you think the only way to use intelligence is to exchange it for an ability that can restrain you? That would be to underestimate the word intelligence."
In Gu Lanxiang's view, understanding the enemy's abilities from intelligence is secondary. What is more important is being able to capture the opponent's behavioral ideas from the performance of these abilities.
For example, when she saw the guy who was difficult to kill running to stop the deceased abbot, she knew she had to come to the cemetery first and stop the Taoist priest.
Among the Samsaras on the force side, in terms of overall strategic layout and diversification of abilities, they may indeed be slightly inferior to those on the mysterious side and the technology side.
However, in local battles, as long as they have vague information, they dare to skip all steps to guess the target and capture the enemy's thinking. This is also an undeniable and common advantage of other types of reincarnations.
Moreover, this characteristic of figuring out ideas and making adjustments can not only be used on enemies, but also on friends.
Gu Lanxiang knew that if she took the initiative at the Main Hall, judging from the character shown by the abbot in the past few days, he would probably not let her go easily and let her fight Sun Ling alone.
The Shaolin monk's character of seeking stability is reflected in every aspect, bit by bit, from Buddhism to martial arts, and permeates himself.
Steadiness is certainly an advantage, but unfortunately at some point, it can be the same as being indecisive.
However, if Gu Lanxiang has been involved in a fierce battle with the enemy in another venue, or even this venue is the graveyard of Shaolin monks from past generations, then...
Gu Lanxiang grabbed the bamboo stick tightly, switched her feet and kicked it. The stick bent violently, and with the toughness of the bamboo stick itself, the whole person was ejected towards Sumu.
Su Mu sneered, and put two flying swords at his feet, carrying his body in the air to retreat, trying to break out of the forbidden magic barrier first.
The remaining five flying swords, under the change of his gestures, condensed into a green light sword wheel, which made a thunderous roar as it rotated, and beheaded Gu Lanxiang head-on.
Gu Lanxiang seized the tomb tower where Su Mu was just now, and with a shake of her hand, she seemed to use a stick as a spear, and hit the green light sword wheel.
The Kung Fu she is using now is exactly the Yaksha King stick technique taught to her by the Master of the Past and others after they saw Han Wengong's token when she first came to Shaolin.
This set of stick techniques was developed on the battlefield by the great general Seng Tanzong. There is a spear in the stick, and the changes are ingenious, but it is known as "the most benevolent martial arts in the world."
Because this set of stick techniques pursues the pursuit of not killing on the battlefield where human life is like grass and flesh and blood is like mud, and only seeks to protect oneself. Others can kill each other, but monks do not kill.
The whole set of stick techniques, the essence of all moves, lies in the meaning of "holding back, maintaining, and adapting" between each move. Without a profound state of mind, it will never be possible to practice this set of stick techniques, and it will only become Third-rate battlefield martial arts skills.
The deceased master and the others gave him this set of stick techniques, which was actually a test. It was precisely because Gu Lanxiang practiced this set of stick techniques to the point where it was both physical and spiritual within a few days that it was recognized by the monks. .
The azure light sword wheel was approaching menacingly, and the bamboo stick in Gu Lanxiang's hand obviously couldn't touch it head-on, otherwise it would definitely be cut into pieces. At this time, it was just right to use the Yaksha King's stick technique.
As soon as the stick head shook, thousands of afterimages appeared. Each image only touched the sword wheel vaguely, which not only hindered the operation of the sword wheel, but also existed before the stick fell. With the Zen intention of closing his hand, he closed it in time so as not to be hurt by the sword light.
Thousands of weak obstacles, superimposed together, slowed down the rotating sword wheel enough to see the sword blades clearly.
At this moment, Gu Lanxiang poked the center of the sword wheel with the head of the stick, and jumped into the air from above the sword wheel like a pole vault.
Su Mu stepped on the sword and retreated very fast. At this time, he had exceeded the scope of the forbidden magic barrier. With a flick of his arm, a seven-foot-long flag flashed out from between his long sleeves.
On the soul-calling flag, skulls condensed with black energy were scattered out, attacking from both sides, and at the same time besieging the circle of forbidden demon enchantment.
The shimmering light of the barrier was hit by these skulls, and it suddenly shrank inward. Gu Lanxiang's figure showed no intention of stopping, and her footsteps flew lightly on the tomb tower, chasing Su Mu.
"Masters, I'm sorry."
Gu Lanxiang threw out a wine gourd, her breathing changed, and she took a quick and violent breath. Her toned skin tightened, and all the life energy in her body gathered into a mouthful of "Zhen Qi" with strong drunkenness and pride. .
The elegant green outfit was pulled out by her movements at this moment, and she stepped into the air with a fierce and boundless spirit, and raised her hand to strike.
The flame of life on the bamboo stick smashed a skull into pieces, then hit the wine gourd, causing the gourd to explode.
The fragments and the wine inside were like amber flames, carrying the Chi-Ji will that the pandaren had admired for generations to ward off evil and exorcise evil spirits. They shot forward and turned into a fiery red crane.
Zhu He spread his wings and smashed more than a few skulls. He flapped his wings and soared, chasing Su Mu who was dodging with the sword light at his feet, leaving fiery red curved marks in the air.
Su Mu waved the long banner in his right hand again, and the five ghost bronze lamps emerged between the black energy of the long banner.
Five groups of scarlet rays of light, blessed by the soul-calling flags, surged in ferocity, almost turning into tangible blue-faced and red-horned evil spirits, swarming up and colliding with Zhu He.
The Five Ghosts and Zhu He suddenly came to a stalemate, Yin and Yang clashed, and the sound of crackling and exploding could be heard endlessly.
The swaying green will-o'-the-wisps and vermilion flames, like petals of two colors fluttering in the wind, fell on the tomb towers and floor tiles, leaving traces of pits.
Su Mu's eyes flashed, and he realized how difficult this girl on the martial side was, and he didn't know where her teammates were or what methods they had, so he gave up the idea of beating them to death here.
"When I develop the authentic magic power of Immortal Dao and reach the four-star high level, killing her will be like squeezing a sparrow to death. It will not be too late to fight again."
This evil reincarnation person has an ambition in his heart, and he doesn't care about this momentary anger. With a wave of his left sword, five sword lights flew towards the body of the stubborn master, intending to pierce into the seams of the bones and kill this body. The corpse flew away.
At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and knocked down the five sword lights.
The blade of the Shenmu Flying Sword cut the limb, revealing a large glow of blood, but as soon as the broken limb left the wound, a new arm regenerated at the place where the broken arm was broken.
The person who was knocked down was Sun Ling.
The deceased abbot held a Zen staff upside down and stood beside him. The top of the Zen staff was pressed against Sun Ling's chest, pressing him to the ground.
Those six arms were still like phantom whips, striking one after another on the body surface of the deceased abbot.
The deceased master turned a blind eye, and the ten successful powers gained from practicing the "Vajra True Form Sutra" formed a dense and complete pattern of pure gold on his body surface, like withered petals and symmetrical branches, entangled together.
The artistic sense that uniquely belongs to Buddhist mandala is covered with this bald head, which symbolizes the terrifying defense power this old monk now possesses.
Sun Ling's fist was treated like a little monkey's scratch in front of the deceased abbot who was using all his strength, without any threat.
The smile that always hung on the old monk's face disappeared without a trace. His solemn face turned slightly, scanning the graveyard of senior monks, and stopped at the body of his senior brother.
"Evil monster..."
The sound waves emitted from the mouthpiece of the deceased master caused the resonance of the stone bricks of the surrounding tomb tower. It was thick and long, full of anger.
He twirled the Zen staff with one hand and swept Sun Ling towards Sumu as if he had knocked away a light polo.
"Follow the law!!"
There seemed to be a burst of Jiao Lei in Su Mu's ears, which shook his mind a little. When he was surprised, he moved the soul summoning flag in his right hand, and the black energy swept Sun Ling aside. He raised his hand on the left and splashed out a ball of oil-like stickiness. light.
This five-yin black evil is also one of the sixty-seven spells of Heshan Dao. When he was in the world of "Big Sword", he massacred a small town, and together with the demons disguised as humans inside, he refined it into dirty blood. Such a group of extremely vicious black demonic energy was extracted.
Regardless of whether it is human or animal steel, once it falls into it, it will turn into pus residue in the blink of an eye. Even an ordinary flying sword cannot break through this black evil and can only be contaminated and refined.
The five yin black evils grow when the wind blows. They are so thick that they are completely opaque. They have a weird shape, as if they have just swallowed the dirty oil of ten cows and horses. They are constantly deforming and stretching, making them taller and heavier than all the surrounding tomb towers.
The crisis warning in Su Mu's soul has not been reduced by half, but has increased crazily.
He didn't care about the problem of mixed foundations. All the evil mana surged out, triggering the Five Yins and Black Evils. The righteous mana also came out in a compressive manner. The two flying swords under his feet surged in brilliance, wrapped around his body, and took him far away.
The deceased abbot picked up the Zen staff, and the man and the Zen staff merged, like an angry dragon flying up. The whole body was golden, except for the top corner, which was green and red.
This is the Ananda Finger in Shaolin's unique skill, imitating the Ananda Dragon King in the Buddhist scriptures, who is best at attacking and breaking obstacles.
Tonight, the deceased master used the Shaolin magic weapon, the Tanhua Zen staff, to strike with his finger turned into a staff. With great wrath and the power to break the Vajra, the past masters of Shaolin were resurrected, except for the first ancestor Bodhidharma and the Tanzong divine monk. , and no one dares to think that he can outdo him.
The angry dragon flew, smashed through the Five Yin Black Demons, and hit the Flying Sword Escape Light that had not had time to escape.
The brilliance shattered, and Su Mu looked down at the Zen staff that hit his chest, and his whole body exploded to pieces.
The flying sword, the soul-summoning flag, and the Small Universe Bag all fell down.
The deceased master landed on the ground, ringing bells, and the copper ring on the Zen staff shook, without a trace of blood stained on it.
"He's not dead yet!"
When Gu Lanxiang warned aloud, all the remaining energy in the bamboo stick in her hand was poured into it, and it flew out, hitting the soul-calling flag.
The pole of the soul-calling flag banged and almost broke, and a black mist rose from inside, roughly the shape of a human being, and Su Mu's head and face could be distinguished.
Although he was not dead, he was extremely sad and angry. He suddenly crashed into his own small universe bag and avoided the palm shot from the sky by the master of the past life.
Baiyang Tujie's cultivation method is to start with the physical diagram. At this moment, his physical body was shattered, and the foundation of the righteous magic power that had not yet been completed suddenly ceased to exist.
The ambition to control evil with good and to integrate life and death was suddenly torn into broken bubbles all over the sky.
Even though he is a reincarnation person and claims to have unlimited possibilities as long as he doesn't die, he still doesn't know how much it will cost him to find such a smooth path to the sky that is suitable for him and has a solid foundation.
He was sure of Shaolin's strength, but he didn't expect that the reincarnators, who came a month later than him, would already get in touch with these people so quickly.
Su Mu's soul was filled with sinister thoughts, but at this time, there was only one path left to choose. If he didn't choose, he might really die here.
In the Small Universe Bag, a huge flying centipede was suspended in neither life nor death. Su Mu's soul pounced on it, and its two eyes suddenly emitted a green light.
In the middle of the Tallinn, the small kit suddenly expanded. A flying centipede poked out and hit the dead master head-on. The black energy that swirled and exploded shook the entire Tallinn.
"How hateful!"
After all, the mediocre four-star chose this evil path. As a person of reincarnation and a person of the immortal way, he couldn't even easily kill the ordinary indigenous four-star here, and even suffered pain again under the Zen staff.
The centipede made a human sound and roared like a dragon. It rolled back and swept away the tail, picked up the surrounding debris, carried the fishy wind and black mist, and flew away into the night sky, flying several miles away.
"It's just a temporary defeat, I will definitely make you pay the price!"
When the last sentence was transmitted, the demonic energy overwhelmed the boiling emotions, and there was no trace of anger, only a coldness as deep as prison.
"withdraw!!!"
