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Chapter 31 Ghost Monk

Yin and Yang Youxian Sword is one of the five great Taoist weapons. Lu Xin knew that it was spiritual. But for so long, he had the sword, except for seeing strange phenomena in the Niu family’s ancestral tomb, and at other times he was no different from ordinary weapons. And here is a deep mountain forest, and it rains heavily. What is the Qixian Sword flying out at this time?

However, Lu Xin had no time to think about it. He could throw away anything on his body. Only this sword could not be.

Seeing Lu Xin suddenly running deep into the woods, Tu Chengli was shocked. He didn't even respond, but had to run with him. The night was pitch black, and the wind in his ears was like a roar of wolf and tiger, and a ghost whisper, which was extremely terrifying. In just half a quarter of an hour, the scholar's clothes turned into pieces of rags, with various scratches on his face and hands and feet. At this time, Lu Xin had already run away.

"Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you. This kid is so unkind, but don't make any monsters. I am thin and I don't eat well, and the flesh on my body is sour. Good things are good, please let me go. As long as I can survive this disaster, I swear that I won't read the erotic pictures for a month, no! I won't read it for a year..."

While running aimlessly, the scholar was muttering the blessings of gods and Buddhas, and how could he tell what was east, south and north? Another quarter of an hour later, a light appeared in front of him. It was not bright, and it should have been emitted by candlelight. Tu Chengli was very happy. As long as there was candlelight, there would definitely be people.

When I looked closer, there was indeed a house in front, but it was not an ordinary house, but a dilapidated temple. With the glimmer of lightning when the lightning fell, it can be seen that the dilapidated temple has been around for some time, with broken walls everywhere. There are many vines growing on the ancient walls, like giant pythons in the forest.

At this time, a light was lit in the temple, and Lu Xin was lying in the crack of the door and looking inside.

"Brother Xin, what are you looking at? You run so fast."

"Don't talk, be careful not to die!"

"You are lying to the point of being in danger, you would have run away long ago. Did you see the girl so anxious? Let me take a look, wouldn't she be taking a shower?"

The scholar's lustful nature was fully exposed. Before Lu Xin could explain, he hurriedly went inside to look. Lu Xin was afraid of being heard and did not dare to stop him, so he had to let him go.

There were indeed people in the temple, but they were not beautiful women. Thirteen soldiers in iron armor each held a yellow talisman and were circling around a man in white in the middle. The man in white stepped on the formation, facing the Buddha statue in the ruined temple, singing spells in an extremely strange voice.

This scene makes people feel creepy no matter how you look at it. The deep mountains and wilderness, the ruined ancient temples, strange spells, and blood-like formations. Although Lu Xin did not know the real purpose of these people, the scene in front of him seemed to be summoning souls.

"Mom, it turns out they are them. You kid, why are you chasing the people from the Imperial Temple? Go quickly and go quickly, I am still a young man. Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold for a moment, so you can't die here."

Tu Chengli was so scared that his whole body was trembling after watching for only a few seconds. Even his words were not right. Lu Xin came with You Xianjian, so he would not leave easily. He held the scholar tightly and refused to let him run away.

"What else? Do you really think there will be a woman taking a bath in this deep mountain temple for you to see? Even if there is one, it will definitely be a vixen that will kill people."

"Hmph, I don't care. You let go and run away quickly."

"Shh!"

Lu Xin forced the scholar's head and covered his mouth, which made him stop making noise. The two looked at the temple again. The man in white held a talisman in his left hand, and his right hand changed flames and suddenly pointed at the Buddha statue. In an instant, a dazzling red light burst out from the formation under his feet. Then countless spells appeared in the void and rushed into the Buddha statue at an extremely fast speed.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz bu

The Buddha statue trembled violently, and the entire dilapidated temple was shaking. A large amount of dust fell from the beams of the house, and there were many white bones mixed in it. I don’t know whether it belongs to humans or animals.

The lit candle fire was all extinguished by the wind. The man in white was calm and calm, and used Taoism to lit eight talismans on the four corners of the ruined temple, making the entire space look like daytime.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill... Who is the monster? How dare you disturb the poor monk's practice!"

With a hoarse roar, the Buddha statue suddenly split into pieces, revealing a human-shaped body. To be precise, it was a mummy wearing a cassock. I don’t know how long it had been dead. The whole body was withered and yellow, like dry bacon, extremely terrifying. But the mummy must not speak. Lu Xin looked around with wide eyes. There was no second force except the people from the Temple of the Temple.

But the man in white was not in a hurry at all, sneering at the corner of his mouth and staring at the mummy.

"Practice? Hahahaha, Shi Daoan, you have been dead for a hundred years. It was me who awakened your ghost from the Buddha statue that you were able to see the world of the world. Why, with such a big temper, will people who practice Buddhism abstain from killing?"

"I'm dead?"

The hoarse voice suddenly sank, as if it was in thought. The man in white laughed louder and louder, and re-selled a talisman. As his fingers changed, the talisman floated in the air, suddenly split into four, emitting golden lights.

"True fire is divided into spirit, one mind and four uses. It is great to reach this level at your age. But you only have the fourth level of Guanxu Realm, how dare you become an enemy of me."

"Hmph, do you think you are the leader of the Buddhist sect and the saint monk of the Eastern Jin Dynasty? Shi Daoan, now you are just a lonely ghost. Stop talking nonsense, I am here to invite you back to Chang'an for the Tang Dynasty. If you are obedient, then you will be fine. If you resist, be careful of your soul being scattered."

"The Tang Dynasty court? Chang'an City? It seems that the world has ended a hundred years of war. Although it is a combination of one another, there is no friend anymore. But it is a good thing for the people of the world. However, you want to call me around, but you really don't know the world is high!"

The hoarse voice suddenly became extremely fierce, and the wind began to roll up in the ruined temple. The man in white stood in the wind, his long hair flew away, but he was still calm.

"Shi Daoan, you are the one who is rich and powerful! You always say that the people of the world are the people. How many innocent people have you killed by the Buddha back then? You probably have more blood on your hands than the demon sect. The world today is no longer the world of the past. The court today is not the court that was the year. Emperor Taizong's civil and military skills have shocked the Jiuzhou. Under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, all demons and monsters retreated. Now, it is time to go back to Chang'an with me, or to lose their souls here, choose it yourself."

"Children Huangkou, looking for death!"

Boom!

The mummy suddenly opened his eyes, and a shadow suddenly appeared on the Buddha altar. Although it was blurry, it could still tell the appearance. It was an old monk with half of his face rotten, holding a vajra in his hand, covered in blood.

As soon as the ghost monk showed up, he immediately rushed towards the man in white. The two sides fought and instantly lifted up dust in the room. At this time, Tu Chengli, who was lying on the crack in the door, seemed to be frightened by the appearance of the ghost monk, and couldn't help but shout. Lu Xin had no time to stop him, his face changed slightly, and then he saw the man in white turn around.

"Who dares to peek at the Imperial Temple to handle the case and kill him!"

The man in white gave the order, and the thirteen soldiers who were staying in the temple rushed out in an instant. Lu Xin cursed in his heart, but the sword in his hand was not slow. The soldiers used all horizontal swords. Thirteen swords broke through the temple gate and fell almost at the same time. This force was extremely powerful, and the waves of air just could push a tiger down.

Lu Xin knew he was defeated, so he swung his sword to block the move and quickly went out. The soldiers in front of him were obviously undergoing some special training. Not only was they powerful, but their sword skills were also coordinated with each other and integrated.

"I am just a passerby on the road in the mountains and have no holiday with you. The Imperial Temple just wants to catch ghosts for the court. What should I do if I kill me?"

"Hmph, you shouldn't have heard what you shouldn't have heard, and you shouldn't have watched it, but you dare say that you have not celebrated the festival? This matter is a secret of the court. If you are a person in the world, you can make a fortune by saying a few words."

"If I don't say it, who would deliberately offend the Tang Dynasty court?"

"Only dead people can't speak."

The man in white obviously had no intention of letting Lu Xin go. The soldiers didn't speak and just carried out the orders. Thirteen people and thirteen swords surrounded them from all sides. Fortunately, Lu Xin was agile and cut off several swords with the sharpness of the Youxian Sword, and then changed direction and rushed into the ruined temple. He really didn't want to be enemies with the court, but the people in the Temple of the Temple were too anxious. If they didn't resist, they could only wait for death. Lu Xin didn't want to kill people, but captured the king first. As long as he rushed into the temple and took the man in white, he would naturally get out.

Lu Xin was very fast, but as soon as he entered the temple gate, a talisman flew from each corner of the southeast, west and north. Two of them turned into burning flames and rushed straight to the top of his head. The other two each turned into a dagger and stabbed Lu Xin's chest and throat. In this case, the other party was determined to kill someone to silence him.

"Hmph, it is really a misfortune in the world to have someone like you in the court."

He swung his sword and knocked down two daggers turned into by the talisman. Lu Xin rolled back to the pillar again, and then he barely avoided the falling flames. But this moment of delay was enough to make the thirteen soldiers outside the door rushed in front of him. Lu Xin had no choice but to get up to fight.

"Pick up the pen! The finishing touch! Converge in all directions! Break and Break and Break!"

The boy quickly rotated his body, and his whole body seemed to suddenly merge into the painting, appearing and disappearing. His sword, facing the firelight, instantly divided thirteen shadows. Each sword shadow was unbiased and killed the soldiers' horizontal swords. The next second, there was only a "bang" sound, and all the horizontal swords were broken into two pieces and could not be used.

This scene finally caused the thirteen expressionless soldiers to stop their movements. Everyone's eyes showed shock.

"Yin and Yang Travel to the Immortal Sword! How could the relics of the Immortal Lord appear here?"

Suddenly, the ghost monk who was indistinguishable from the man in white screamed. His voice became a little confused. As soon as he finished speaking, people rushed into the crowd. The vajra flew around, and all the soldiers' heads were smashed to pieces, and flesh and blood flew everywhere for a moment.
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