Republic of China

Chapter 399: Lu Lv Tu Yang
The sharp sword hits the moon, the wind whistles and the cold frost shines on the face.

Lu Xiucai never doubted how sharp the two knives were. He firmly believed that in a moment, his head and body would be separated and he would die in the falling snow.

die?

Never afraid.

The closer it was to life and death, the calmer and more terrifying he became.

As the saying goes, victory or defeat is decided in a day, success or failure is determined in a breath.

Lu Xiucai lowered his eyes slightly, calmed his mind, and the breath he exhaled from his mouth and nose turned into tiny drops of frost. He seemed unaware of the severe pain of his flesh and bones being cut, and he did not see the two knives coming to attack his neck.

Suddenly, the "dawn light" appeared and blocked the fatal blow of the third ghost warrior.

The silver-headed Jie Di, who was like a mask shield, split into two, protecting Lu Xiucai's body and biting the wakizashi that were attacking from both sides.

Then there was a crisp sound, and it shattered.

But a deep gap was also cut on the Silver-headed Jie Di, which showed that the ghost in the stinging curtain was definitely not an ordinary one.

Lu Xiucai struggled to stand up. His face was pale and blue due to the severe injuries. Countless beads of sweat mixed with blood were dripping down his face. However, his face was calm and expressionless.
It was indeed the blood of the Tibetan Buddha that soaked the seven-treasure tree, and the cassock was stained with the Asura Heaven.

This Silver-Headed Jie Di is Lu Xiucai's last line of defense. Now he has only a few cards left, but he is not sure how much strength the other party has left, which makes him feel more and more stressed.

It was so heavy that even the sense of touch and perception began to slow down, and it was not until the fire burned right in front of the eyes that it was able to barely recognize the danger.

The Silver-Headed Jie Di merged into one and stood in front of Lu Xiucai, but the strange thing was that after the ball of hot flame hit the Silver-Headed Jie Di, he could not feel a trace of heat.

Is it because of the five senses?

wrong!

This fire is not burning a living thing!

Then he saw that the silver-headed Jie Di, which was as solid as a diamond, was dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the other side, the fire goblin that the mustached Yin-Yang master had just painted on the "curtain" in front of him became increasingly dim.

Even Silver-headed Jie Di has a way to crack it.

But in the eyes of the mustached Yin-Yang master, it was even more unbelievable that the fire did not burn Silver-Headed Jie Di all at once.

Although he was surprised, he never stopped working for a moment.

When the fire goblin was dimming, he drew a snow-covered mountain on the right, then cut his palm, letting drops of blood splash onto the peak of the mountain, chanting the mantra.

The next moment, Lu Xiucai felt tremendous pressure coming from above.

Due to the huge pressure at this moment, a large amount of blood mist spurted out from the wound on the shoulder.

He wanted to lift up the cloud board to cast a spell to offset the spell, but he was unable to muster the strength. He was slower with every step. As soon as he lifted up the cloud board, cracks appeared on it until it broke into several pieces and was completely destroyed.

He knelt on one knee, hunched over, trying his best not to look like a dog as he kneeled before the Japanese.

Wow.
The blood jade bodhi fell to the ground.

Looking at the magic weapon given by Master Hongguang, Lu Xiucai showed a relieved and free smile.

Being forced to this point, it seems that my ability is too limited. Do you want to wipe out the Soul Summoning Shrine?

That's it.

That's it!

Even if I die, I will never bow down to a beast.

It doesn't matter whether I live or die, but you, you bastard, must not live.

Lu Xiucai seemed to have made up some kind of decision. He formed the Tang Yun sword finger with his right hand and formed the earth-touching seal and demon-subduing seal on the blood jade Bodhi with his left hand.

"World Honored One."

"If it is a demon or a demon's followers, they want to come and harass us."

"I will use my precious pestle to smash countless hundreds of thousands of Vajra into pieces, smashing their heads."

“Even if I perish and die, I will not attain Nirvana.”

At this moment, his face seemed to contain a smile that comforted all living beings, his eyes were like the full moon, the wisdom and purity of the holy glass, his four teeth were like the mist of white snow and pearls, and his ears were like colorful flowing clouds.

It is better to say that it is a kind of magic than to say that it is a great wish to the universe. Seeing that the Chinese who were forced into a desperate situation were not right, how could the mustache Yin-Yang master not notice it?

It was obvious that this guy was planning something, something that would lead to his own downfall.

Although he was not sure what exactly it was, the mustached Onmyoji knew very well that what he had to do now was to interrupt the spell.

Then he quickly cut off the hair on the back of his head and rolled it into a rope. His expression became more and more urgent. He felt that if he allowed Lu Xiucai to complete the spell, he would not be able to resist it.

Don't ask, the answer is just my absolute intuition after years of fighting against the enemy.

Seeing the mustachioed Yin-Yang master frantically making preparations that he thought would be effective, Lu Xiucai continued to smile, with the look of an outsider looking at a clown.

But soon, his smile froze.

Rumbling--

The snow and soil flew everywhere due to the loud noise.

At the most tense moment, Lao Liu and the short and fat Yin-Yang Master broke out of the ground. Strictly speaking, the former carried the latter back to the ground.

"Hiss, hiss, whoosh--hiss, hiss, whoosh--"

Sweet and luscious air!
I have never been so greedy for things that were once easily available to me as I am now.

But the only person breathing was Lao Liu. It was not that the short and fat Yin-Yang master didn't want to, but he had been suffocated to death when he broke through the ground. His facial features were blue and purple, and his expression was extremely hideous. It was obvious that he had experienced great pain before dying.

It's really ridiculous that the underground traveler was suffocated to death underground.

"Oh, if a geomancer doesn't know the earth's veins and the earth's energy, what kind of geomancer is he?"

The earth's energy begins at the winter solstice and repeats itself in a cycle.

Thousands of years ago, our ancestors not only discovered the laws of the earth's energy, but also found a method to identify it. In a closed space, they would insert many bamboo tubes of different lengths into the soil one by one, leaving only a part of them exposed. Whenever a specific time point came, air would spray out of the bamboo tubes, sometimes large, sometimes small. The most vigorous node was one qi, which corresponded to many fields such as the 24 solar terms, twelve months, ancient music, astronomy, philosophy, etc.

It’s just that this method requires a sixty-year observation cycle, which is time-consuming, labor-intensive and boring. But as descendants of Yan and Huang, the happiest thing is that we have countless charming ancestors who have given the most perfect summary.

Thousand Character Classic - Winter comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter stores, leap years make a year, and the rhythm of the sun adjusts to the rhythm of the yang.

The earth energy in the twelfth month is the strongest, and the corresponding bamboo tube is called Da Lu, which is the Da Lu of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Liu Mangfan, who has worked for nothing for half his life, must know that at this critical moment of the winter solstice, around 2:00 am, there will definitely be some earth energy brewing.

And among the twelve Earthly Branches, Zi means "Zi", which means that all things are under the shade of the moving Yang energy, and therefore they are grounded, taking advantage of the vital energy and avoiding the dead energy.

So when you are forced into a desperate situation, you take a gamble. No matter what the air is, the same thing applies: even if it is a fart, you have to inhale it hard.

As a result, the damn guy was exhausted to death. The short and fat Onmyoji had no idea what method Liu Mangfan used until his death. Perhaps the mistake was that he should not have dragged an experienced geomancer underground in the territory of Yanhuang. He didn't know that in desperate situations, Liu Mangfan would often have a flash of inspiration and survive in ways that no one could have expected.

But Lao Liu was not a class representative. To put it bluntly, he was just an old-fashioned man. He didn't know that the ground air was not the same as the air on the surface of the earth. It contained very little oxygen. Most of the air he inhaled was nitrogen, which made his head buzz and everything he saw was double.

The one who suffered even more was Lu Xiucai, who was hit hard on the chin by the short and fat Yin-Yang master's heel when he was breaking through the ground just now. His forward sway was unexpectedly interrupted, and he was holding his chin and gasping for breath.

"No, scholar, you got stabbed on the shoulder, how are you covering your chin? Did you lose a tooth?"

Hearing Brother Liu's voice, Lu Xiucai was so relieved that he didn't have time to scold him. At least he was not dead.

"Brother Liu! Do you still have the magic talisman of Marshal Zhou who can exorcise evil spirits?"

Upon hearing this and considering the surrounding situation, Liu Mangfan took action immediately as brothers were connected without further explanation. He took out a talisman, shook it and it ignited without fire, and when the talisman ashes floated, he blew on Lu Xiucai's face.

Although the cool and clear feeling could not make Lu Xiucai suddenly enlightened, it at least restored some of his five senses. Everyone has their own expertise, and he really didn't know how to practice Taoism.

"You've been in trouble a lot. Take a break. I still have some strength." Liu Mangfan glanced at the curtains around him vigilantly and rolled up his sleeves to prepare for the second round.

"Okay." Lu Xiucai did not act pretentiously. He temporarily gave up using that trick and chose to believe that brothers working together can achieve great things.

He sat on the ground, tilted his head slightly, and sneered, "It wasn't in vain. The broken curtain he dropped finally allowed me to find a flaw. Brother Liu, you go wherever I point and fight to the death."

"That magazine called Paris Life that you told me about last time"

"Buy it!!! I won't even look at it if it's not with my bare bottom!"

Brother Liu's body shook, and he felt as if an immortal had possessed him, with endless strength.

"Okay, brother, just wait and see~"

(End of this chapter)