Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1863: The Buddhist Monk

Liu Qinghuan came to a small earthen slope on the left side of the valley. There was a mountain wall there with dense vines hanging down from above, moss covering the cracks in the rocks, and a small spider hurriedly hid itself under the leaves.

If the space-eating insects had not found this place, Liu Qinghuan might have needed more time to discover that there were still restrictions hidden here.

After the insect mother gave the order, Liu Qinghuan hid his body and watched dozens of space-eating insects lying on the invisible restriction an inch away from the stone wall and biting it frantically.

The size of the sky-eating worms is actually quite large, but the space in front of the mountain wall is narrow, and he wants to break the restriction quickly, so he can only force them to shrink their bodies and squeeze together.

Intensive crackling sounds were heard in the valley. Those who didn't know what was happening felt terrified, and ripples like water waves slowly spread out.

Liu Qinghuan hid aside, but his spiritual sense had already covered the entire valley, and any movement would be discovered in the first time.

Sure enough, after a while, the grass on the right side moved slightly, a round stone moved gently to the side, and suddenly a pair of eyes appeared on the surface of the stone.

He looked straight towards the mountain wall, and when he saw the space-eating insects struggling to gnaw at the forbidden barrier, he first showed a look of confusion, and soon his eyes widened in shock.

After a moment, it finally came to its senses and its eyes began to roll.

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice suddenly rang in his ears. Shi Tou was so scared that he shuddered and immediately closed his eyes and tried to pretend to be dead. The next moment, he found that his eyes were raised.

It was forcibly pulled out of the soil and thrown on the ground.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Put me down!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at the little stone man, or rather, the little monk, with interest.

The little monk looks more lively than other stone sculptures, and his expressions are richer. If his entire body were not made of stone, he would be not much different from a living person.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment and asked, "I'm looking for the abbot of your Chongguang Temple. Is he here?"

The little monk looked at him suspiciously, then looked at the mountain wall: "Tell your insects to stop first, then I will tell you!"

"That won't do." Liu Qinghuan smiled softly, "I finally found this place, how can I not pay you a visit?"

"Your visit means you just break into the door?" The little monk said unhappily, "You are so rude!"

Liu Qinghuan wanted to delay time, so he did not hesitate to talk nonsense with him, and said slowly: "You Chongguang Temple has deployed monk soldiers at the foot of the mountain, and set up obstacles along the way. It may not be very polite!"

The little monk's face turned gloomy in an instant. He turned his hand over, and in his palm, the Dharma Wheel was spinning and blazing with fire, and it suddenly hit him!

The sudden change of attitude caught people off guard. The sound of the Dharma Wheel's rotation was like the sound of the sun's Sanskrit, deafening and captivating.

Liu Qinghuan was prepared and his eyes were dazed for a moment, but fortunately he retreated in time and waved his sleeves, and the flames dissipated.

"Hey!" He shouted loudly, and the decadent music disappeared, and the world became clear again.

"The devil's voice pierces your ears, the Buddha and the ghost confuse your mind, what you practice is all crooked and evil!"

He stared at the little monk unkindly, then punched out, and golden light exploded.

"Bang!" That Fa//Chelun was blown up by a punch, and the fragments and the sudden burst of power were like a torrent, rushing back to the opposite side!

The young monk had a gloomy face, and there was no trace of his childish innocence on him. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a puff of burning smoke and flew into the air.

When he appeared again, there was a faint golden light behind the little monk's head, but he did not look majestic, but rather more eerie.

"What is Buddha and what is ghost?"

He sneered, and countless grey threads flew from all directions and gathered on his upright palm.

“In the past, my Chongguang Temple spread Buddhism and saved people’s lives. But when the ghosts came to attack, no one from the righteous path came to rescue. Can you tell me what is righteous and what is evil?” Liu Qinghuan was unmoved. No matter how much blood and tears were behind the Chongguang Temple, he only saw the Chongguang Temple of today.

What's more, is what the other party said the truth? Maybe the facts are exactly the opposite of what he said.

Liu Qinghuan's attention was all on the opponent's upright palm. The gray light gathered more and more, releasing tremendous power fluctuations, and a hint of uneasy aura was spreading.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, raised his hand, and the Dinghai beads flew out from his wrist, merged into one in the air, and smashed towards the opponent!

The little monk with drooped eyes suddenly raised his head, showed a contemptuous smile, raised his left wrist, and flicked his fingertips lightly!

Like a small effort to move a large object, or like picking flowers from willow branches, a ray of light flew out and hit the Dinghai Pearl.

Although the bead was only the size of a fist, it had an unshakable weight like a mountain or an ocean, yet it was actually bounced away by the light touch of a finger.

"boom!"

The Dinghai Pearl smashed into the mountain wall, directly cracking the mountain, and countless rocks fell down.

The restriction that had been gnawed by the space-eating insects for half a day was broken by this attack, turning into a hurricane that swept across the entire valley.

Trees fall, rocks rush, and smoke and dust fly.

Liu Qinghuan stood motionless in the wind, but was very surprised.

He stretched out his hand, and the Dinghai Pearl flew back into his hand, and he put away his contempt.

Could this little monk be the abbot of Chongguang Temple?

It doesn't feel like it. Moreover, the other party's stone sculpture body makes it difficult to tell the specific strength.

At this time, the gray ball of light on the opponent's palm had become very condensed, and all thoughts gathered together, as dark as an abyss.

Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes and felt his soul vibrate.

He took off the seal of the underworld god from his waist and looked at the ghost dragon on the seal.

"Brother Chi, shouldn't you be the ones to deal with the evil that your ghost clan has committed?"

'None of my business!'

Gui Chi turned his head away, too lazy to pay attention to him.

"How can it not be your business, Brother Chi, please help me!"

'snort! ’

In a flash, several rounds had already passed. Liu Qinghuan threw the Seal of the Underworld God into the air and took out the Xuanyuan Sword.

At this moment, there was a flash of light between heaven and earth, and then everything seemed to freeze and slowly faded away.

The gray bead rose from the little monk's hand, and countless shadows were hidden behind it, as if they would all fly out in the next moment, entangle the person, and drag him into endless sinking.

A hint of coldness flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and the sword in his hand vibrated slightly, igniting a brilliant golden-red fire, which became the only bright color in this gray and white world.

Seeing that the gray bead turned into a ray of light and shot downwards at an extremely fast speed, the Hades Seal hovering in the air finally moved, and a dragon roar shook the earth!

"Roar~!"

The sound was like a raging wave, suddenly rushing in all directions.

The rapidly falling gray beads suddenly paused, as if they were hit by the waves, and countless ghostly shadows with bared fangs and claws burst out.

At this time, the ghost dragon's agile body swam through the air and swallowed the bead in one gulp!