My baby is gone again

Chapter 6 The Evil Buddha Hall, the Phoenix Blood Sword, and the Jindan cultivation base is one line behind

With the blessing of Lu Xuan's secret method, Cheng Lingzhu felt at ease.

The Buddhist hall is extremely tall, the stone steps in front of the hall are dark, and the corners are broken and worn, which looks weather-beaten.

A weapon was taken out of the treasure by Cheng Lingzhu.

This thing is wrapped in black silk, like a long sword.

Lu Xuan felt a little familiar, but didn't think much about it, he just thought that this thing should be the secret treasure that Cheng Lingzhu brought out from the sect.

"Come and protect my back."

Cheng Lingzhu stepped on the steps, turned her head and said to Lu Xuan.

Her waist is slender, full and grippable, but the place where there should be flesh is full.

The Taoist robe seemed to be a little tighter, outlining Cheng Lingzhu's figure, and his back was very nice.

Lu Xuan suddenly remembered that Cheng Hongtan had said similar words to himself many years ago.

The only difference is probably that Master is very poor, while Cheng Lingzhu has a really good figure.

A little dazed, he nodded:

"I will live up to the trust of fellow daoists."

So Cheng Lingzhu confidently handed over his back to Lu Xuan, one in front and the other in the back, and boarded the Buddhist temple.

………………

"Duk, duk, duk..."

Approaching the gate of the palace, Cheng Lingzhu heard the sound of knocking on the wooden fish.

This sound is very regular, or very mechanical, and the interval, strength and sound of each strike are exactly the same.

The two came to the front of the hall, the door was open, and in the empty hall, there were four figures kneeling, all with their backs to the door.

From the side, it can be seen that the four of them were holding juveniles in their hands and using them to strike the wooden fish. The sound echoed throughout the hall.

Cheng Lingzhu noticed that these four figures were all wearing the clothes of monks from Tianshui Temple.

Three of them were dressed in disciple robes, and the other was an elder's costume.

They turned their backs to Lu Xuan and the other two.

"Duk, duk, duk—"

The next moment, there was a sound of knocking on the wooden fish, and the four figures turned their heads together, looking at the two of them like puppets on strings.

His eyes were empty and dull, not like a living person.

The look of bitterness and kindness on his face reminds people of the clay sculptures in the temple.

"Duk, duk, duk..."

The sound of the wooden fish sounded again, but the four figures did not turn their heads. The frequency of hitting the wooden fish became faster and faster, and their eight eyes were fixed on Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu.

Cheng Lingzhu's breath was stagnant.

In front of the four of them, in the deepest part of the hall, where the Buddha statue should be enshrined, was a huge black shadow.

The sound of the wooden fish became more and more urgent, and gradually became sharper, as if turning into a real awl, trying to tear their minds apart.

The four people in Tianshui Temple stared at Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu, but their expressions were constantly changing.

The bitterness faded away, but there was a strange smile on their faces, the corners of their mouths were grinning, the flesh and blood began to crack, and the smiles almost reached their ears.

This appearance is very similar to the face behind the black-faced stone Buddha.

Cheng Lingzhu'e frowned and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

What burst out from the scabbard was a dazzling blood light that covered the sky and covered the sky.

The black silk wrapping the long sword crumbled and peeled off inch by inch, and the long sword was unsheathed, as bright as blood and as bright as clouds.

Cheng Lingzhu took a step forward, her hair full of blue hair fluttering, the moment she drew the sword, the hairpin shattered into pieces, no longer able to restrain her.

The aura on her body soared, her eyes turned crimson, and the agility in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a kind of indifference and indifference.

Lu Xuan's pupils suddenly narrowed.

Not because of the changes in Cheng Lingzhu's body, but because...

He knew the sword she used.

This resplendent blood sword was clearly Cheng Hongtan's natal magic weapon back then.

Judging from the aura exuded from the scabbard, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

But... shouldn't she have already ascended to the upper realm?
The natal magic weapon is completely different from the ordinary magic weapon. It has been cultivated by the monk since the day he set foot on the road, and it is already a part of the monk's body.

If one day ascends, one must bring one's own natal magic soldiers to kill the enemy and protect the way.

Lu Xuan's heart sank slightly.

In the main hall, Cheng Lingzhu had already slashed out with a sword.

Dushi Jianzhai cultivates the way of killing, and the four of Tianshuiguan have already become demons, and she will not hold back.

The body of the sword was as red as a cloud, shining brightly, as if the blood of the phoenix was flowing, it was astonishing.

The blood-colored sword light was wrapped in a chilling sword intent, crushing the bodies of the four people in Tianshuiguan, and then slashed towards the dark shadow deep in the hall.

Cheng Lingzhu saw clearly the true appearance of the black shadow.

It wasn't that the sword light was too bright and reflected everything in the hall, but that the opponent showed his appearance on his own initiative.

The monstrous demon flame ignited on itself, a huge monster with green face, fangs, raw meat bun, and blue-black flames burning in its eyes, was sitting on the lotus platform at the moment.

This is... an evil Buddha.

This evil Buddha has a huge body, just sitting, it is as high as the [-]-meter hall.

Twelve chains stretched out from the lotus platform, restraining and imprisoning the evil Buddha, making it impossible for him to leave even half a step. However, the dark magic flames enveloped it and swelled out, still engulfing Cheng Lingzhu's sword light and dissolving her. s attack.

Cheng Lingzhu raised his head, his eyes glowed red, his body moved forward instead of retreating, he took a step forward, and raised his long sword.

At this moment, the aura on her body rose again, and visions appeared around her, spreading out like a scroll.

The mountains and rivers are toppled, the lives are devastated, and the mountains and rivers of corpses are bloody, frantic and terrifying.

Cheng Lingzhu stood on the crazy mountain and the terrifying sea, with bloody bones stretching under his feet, the vision dyed the world scarlet and dazzling, but the fairy clothes in the picture scroll were not stained with blood, even the red light in his eyes receded and restrained, his brows and eyes were cold, like Banxian.

A blood-colored light wheel unfolded, like a bright moon rising from the sea, a crimson blood moon rose slowly and appeared behind her.

At this moment, Cheng Lingzhu's aura had already reached its peak.

She raised her hand, and all the visions collapsed and turned into a point, and stabbed forward with the momentum of the sword!
Like a hot knife cutting butter, the hot oil splashed into the snow, and the dark magic flame was separated by this sword and scattered to both sides.

The sharpness of the sword is unparalleled, and it goes straight into the heart of the evil Buddha.

"boom--"

The magic flame exploded and scattered all over the sky.

On the chest of this evil Buddha, there was an extremely huge wound, which was pierced through by this sword.

In the eye sockets of the evil Buddha, the blue-black fire flickered, like a candle in the wind, almost extinguished.

The vision in the hall dissipated, the crimson moon shattered, Cheng Lingzhu fell from the sky, leaned on the ground with his long sword, and tried his best to support his body.

A pair of clear eyes stared at the evil Buddha not far away.

However, the result disappointed her.

After a few breaths, the blue-black fire light stabilized and started to burn again.

She sighed inwardly.

The gap between himself and the evil Buddha is still too great after all.

Even if this evil Buddha is trapped by the lotus platform, it has been sealed in this dead city for an unknown number of years, and his cultivation has regressed by an unknown amount.

Its preserved strength is still terrifyingly strong.

She has a trump card in her body, and the ancestral spirit technique that she just performed is the strongest blow she can perform so far.

But the power of this secret method is limited by the strength of the caster himself.

The Golden Core Realm is used with strength, but its power is finally weaker.

(End of this chapter)