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Chapter 301 Dharma King

Chapter 301 Dharma King
Fang Zhixing pushed open the window.

Early in the morning, it was foggy outside.

I saw a group of poor people in ragged clothes walking on the quiet street.

They walked with their heads bowed, their expressions pious, and they muttered words in a swaggering manner.

"The Marsh King..."

Fang Zhixing frowned slightly, took out the map and looked at it.

To the southwest of the town, there is indeed a huge swamp called "Pingwu".

Stretching for eight hundred miles, the terrain is very complicated, damp and smelly, like a hell hiding endless dangers.

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed and he realized that if he continued to rush to Heming Mountain in a straight line, he would have to wade through this dangerous flat swamp.

Of course, with his current strength, where can he go?

In addition, there is a rugged trade route starting from our town, and its general direction happens to cross the Pingwu Swamp, and the distance is almost 160 miles.

At this time, a believer came forward, knelt down, lit three incense sticks and held them in his hands. He bowed to the stone statue again and again, with a solemn and pious expression, and murmured prayers such as "Bless you for a safe journey". .

The waiter in the shop said in fear: "How can gods like us, humble mortals, be able to see them whenever we want?"

The statue has a human silhouette, but the clothes on the lower body are made of flowing mud, like a person standing in a swamp.

The whole process lasted for a few minutes. After the man finished praying, he seemed to have gained some spiritual comfort, relaxed his frown, and walked out of the door with a smile.

The waiter said seriously: "Those who have not prayed for the protection of the Swamp Dharma King will definitely be dragged into the depths of the swamp by strange beasts and die without any body parts."

Fang Zhixing looked at the human face carefully, compared it with the statue, nodded and said: "Swamp Dharma King, right? I am from other places, passing through the precious land, and I came here to say hello."

Fang Zhixing suddenly raised his head, looked closely at the face, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Zhixing responded: "To be honest, I am very interested in the cultivation of people in the Taoist sect.

"Five Elements Sect!!"

Seeing this situation, Fang Zhixing looked incredulous.

The waiter licked his face and said with a smile: "Yes, the Swamp King is in charge of Pingwu Swamp and is the patron saint of our town."

Only then did he know what he was doing and asked, "Have you seen Swamp Dharma King?"

Then, he added, "In addition, the Marsh King is not an ordinary god, let alone an evil god. He is a righteous god who has been canonized by the imperial court and has been guarding this swamp."

Looking at it, the temple is not very big. When you enter the temple gate and look up, you can see a colorful statue with thick oil paint on the surface.

"what?!"

If businessmen and travelers want to pass through the Pingwu Marsh safely, they must go to the Dharma King Temple to pray for the protection of the Dharma King of the Marsh. "

Fang Zhixing asked curiously: "Oh, what are you protecting?"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask, "Then how do you know that it is Swamp Dharma King who is protecting you?"

However, the statue is just a dead thing.

Anyone who is worshiped in obscene ways without being granted a title is definitely an evil god and cannot be accepted as orthodox!
Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing became more and more curious. He got up and walked out of the inn, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to the "Dharma King Temple" mentioned by the waiter.

Fang Zhixing carefully observed the face of the statue. He found it to be particularly handsome, with distinct facial features, a straight bridge of the nose, deep eyes, clear lip lines, and prominent cheek bones.

After passing Pingwu Marsh, the end is 'Luoyan Mountain'. After climbing over that mountain, you can reach 'Yandang City'.

The man's face was silent for a moment, and he hesitated: "Now that my friend is here, what advice can you give me?"

The waiter explained carefully: "There are many terrible beasts living in Pingwu Swamp, and they will come out every once in a while to hurt and eat people, but as long as we believe in the Dharma King of the Swamp and pray for his blessing, we will be safe.

It seems that the biggest difference between the righteous gods and evil gods is whether they have an organization or not.

But then I realized that the moving clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, so I turned a blind eye.

"greet……"

After a long while, the man said with a surprised face: "Who is your honor?"

Fang Zhixing understood, and Mother Yuling also mentioned that she was canonized by the imperial court.

The face suddenly froze, its eyes widened, and it looked straight at Fang Zhixing.

A majestic pressure enveloped him, and the air around him seemed to freeze, making it difficult to breathe.

Observing the statue, Fang Zhixing remained calm, released his soul perception, and scanned everything around him.

After hearing this, a trace of anger appeared on the man's face, and he sneered: "How can the secret cultivation methods of people in my Taoist sect be shared with outsiders at will?"

Of course, if it's inconvenient, I won't force you and I'll just leave. "

Well, I have long heard that the Yin God and the Yang God can absorb, refine, and purify the luck of mortals, but I have never been able to figure out how it works, so I came to you to take a look.

So he also bought three incense sticks, lit them, and shook them at the statue.

Fang Zhixing thought for a while, called the waiter, and asked, "Swamp Dharma King is the god you believe in here, right?"

Fang Zhixing looked at it for a long time and found nothing unusual.

The next moment, a human face suddenly appeared in the void, blurry, hovering above Fang Zhixing's head.

He said calmly: "Dharma King, please calm down. In fact, I am not an outsider. My master is an official disciple of the Five Elements Sect."

The man's face was startled, and he said in a deep voice: "That's nonsense. If you are a member of the Five Elements Sect, how could you possibly ask me about my practice?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "I am an outer disciple. I have been wandering around and have never been to the Five Elements Sect.

In addition, my master is only in the Nine-Niu realm, but I am already an immortal in the Hundred-Niu realm. "

The man's face trembled a few times, and the pressure quickly dissipated, and he suddenly realized: "It turns out that my friend is an immortal. No wonder I always feel weird."

He paused and said slowly: "There are thousands of ways to practice Taoism. Cultivating the Yang God is one way, and the immortal is also the way."

As he spoke, the human face fell down and gradually condensed into a human shape, which seemed both virtual and real, and the outline of the facial features was very much like a statue.

The Marsh King fell to the ground silently, stood in front of Fang Zhixing, cupped his hands and said: "Let me meet you, Sun Bingqi, who was once the deputy sect leader of the Xiangxi Sect. During the campaign to encircle and suppress the Black Evil Sect, his body was destroyed. Unfortunately, it was destroyed. Later, due to his merits, Yin Shen was canonized by the court as the Dharma King of the Swamp."

Only then did he realize that he had done something, so he returned the courtesy and said: "I, Zhang Changji, am a wandering cultivator, wandering around with no fixed place to live."

Dharma King Marsh said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are so secretive. You came to my Dharma King's temple and wandered around for a long time, but I didn't notice it at all."

He is telling the truth.

Although a strong person in the Hundred Ox Realm can hide his own aura, it is extremely difficult to hide a person's heartbeat, blood flow rate, etc., which are always in motion, from the soul perception of opponents at the same level.

Especially the flow of blood, which is the biggest source of breath leakage.

However, Fang Zhixing was able to perfectly control the blood in his body. Once his breath was restrained, it would be difficult for others to notice.

This is his natural advantage.

Fang Zhixing waved his hand and said with a smile: "The King of Dharma is ridiculous. Zhang's method of concealing his aura is nothing more than a small trick."

The Marsh King nodded and asked, "If there is anything you want to know, just ask, and I will tell you everything."

Fang Zhixing thought for a while and asked, "How do you get the luck from mortals?"

The Marsh King turned around and after a while, a believer walked in and knelt down in front of the statue.

Seeing this, he smiled and said: "You can't see the luck of a believer, but I can clearly see it.

Well, you can imagine the believers' luck as their hair, and I can cut off their hair. "

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean? After the luck is cut off, can it grow back?"

"of course!"

Swamp Dharma King smiled and explained: "Luck is actually unpredictable and difficult to describe, but what is certain is that luck is vital."

Fang Zhixing clicked his tongue and said, "Like leeks?"

"Well, this metaphor is very appropriate!"

The Marsh King nodded repeatedly, "The luck in mortals can grow one after another, in an endless stream."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask: "What will happen to the believers after you take away their luck?"

Swamp Dharma King continued: "I know what you are worried about. In fact, cutting away a little bit of luck has almost no big impact on mortals.

Of course, many evil gods will crazily drain the luck from their believers, causing them to suffer from bad luck, constant disasters, and miserable endings. "

Only then did Zhixing understand. At this moment, the believer began to light incense.

He quickly asked: "What is the use of burning incense?"

Swamp Dharma King smiled and said: "Incense can not only purify the luck and condense the luck, but also make people feel happy and comfortable. At the same time, it is more convenient for us to harvest the luck."

"..."

Fang Zhixing was speechless for a moment.

Niubi!

Before killing the pig, let the pig clean itself!

This is the top PUA!

The Yin God and the Yang God actually plundered the people's luck...

"Well, once the Yin God and the Yang God are canonized by the court, it is equivalent to obtaining a license to plunder the people's luck..."

Knowing the market situation, I couldn't help but think of the infamous "private license" issued by the British Empire.

Just when I thought of this, suddenly, a beam of light projected out.

Fang Zhixing lowered his head and immediately saw the black ring on his left hand glowing.

[Go to the edge of Pingwu Swamp in the north. Thirty-one miles away from you, there is a level 5 restricted area. Please go immediately to clean up the pests. 】

[This task cannot be refused, otherwise you will be punished. 】

Fang Zhixing curled his lips, not expecting that he would receive a mandatory task at this time. "Hey, this isn't..."

Swamp Dharma King was taken aback and said in astonishment: "Why, fellow Daoist Zhang, do you also have such a ring?"

Fang Zhixing asked: "Oh, have you seen it before?"

Marsh King nodded and said: "I know several incarnations of heavenly beings. They all have this kind of ring on their hands. Occasionally, they will hire some masters to assist them in their tasks."

Fang Zhixing understood clearly and responded: "That's it for today. I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute!"

Swamp Dharma King suddenly shouted, then he raised his hand and rubbed his fingers, condensing a ball of sewage, turned into a jewel, and threw it to Fang Zhixing.

"This is this?" Fang Zhixing asked curiously as he took it in his hand.

Swamp Dharma King continued: "Pingwu Swamp is full of water ghosts. If you bring this bead, the water ghosts will not attack you."

Fang Zhixing felt funny.

I'm afraid those water ghosts are all the men of Swamp Dharma King.

No matter who trespasses into Pingwu Swamp without permission, if they do not pray to the Swamp Dharma King and contribute some energy as tolls, they will definitely be attacked by water ghosts.

Fang Zhixing's figure flickered and disappeared from where he was.

"Hey, how can a master come from such a murderous aura..."

The Marsh King breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had long lost his physical body, standing in front of Fang Zhixing, he felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

Fang Zhixing first returned to the inn, settled down with Junyao, and then took the dog out with him.

After a while, a man and a dog quickly crossed a piece of grassland and arrived at the swamp.

Looking around, there are tall aquatic plants growing everywhere in front.

Low-lying pools are dotted all over the place, spreading to the end of the field of vision, like pearls scattered on the earth.

[Twenty meters forward, there is a pool. Pick up a sip of water and put it in your mouth. 】

Fang Zhixing walked over according to the prompts and came to the edge of the pool.

There is a shadow at the bottom of the water, sneaking into the depths.

"What is that? It smells rotten..."

The thin dog's nose twitched, staring at the bottom of the water, baring its teeth in threats.

Fang Zhixing didn't pay attention, squatted down, picked up a handful of water and put it into his mouth.

[Go to the pool at the rear left and spit the water in your mouth into it. 】

Only then do you know how to do what you say.

Spit out a mouthful of water!

wow~
The pool rippled and the waves rose and fell.

After a while, the waves gradually expanded and spun rapidly, forming a vortex.

[Jump into the whirlpool. 】

Fang Zhixing looked at Xigou without any hesitation.

"Understood, I'll jump first."

The thin dog plunged in.

Fang Zhixing observed it for a moment before jumping into the whirlpool.

His eyes blurred, and he felt like the world was spinning, and he was being engulfed by a large amount of water.

I don’t know how long it has been...

Fang Zhixing broke out of the water and looked around, seeing walls on all sides.

There was a bright light overhead.

"Is this a well?"

Fang Zhixing jumped up and jumped to the mouth of the well.

The thin dog had landed at the well, shook the water on his body, and looked left and right.

It is surrounded by high walls and a magnificent mansion is nearby.

This seems to be a European-style castle, with a medieval style and an antique charm.

Xigou sniffed the air and suddenly reminded: "There is the smell of blood, and there is also a strange smell. I seem to have smelled it somewhere."

Fang Zhixing became more sensitive to the smell of blood, and immediately walked towards the direction from which the smell came.

Suddenly, boom boom~
There were rapid footsteps.

Around the corner, a figure in silver armor ran out, holding a knight's sword in his hand.

The equipment was very bulky, and the man was running staggeringly, looking extremely tired.

Immediately afterwards, a black monster sprang out. It was huge, seven or eight meters long, filled with black energy, and rushed towards the silver armor quickly.

"Again……"

Fang Zhixing recognized it at a glance. The black monster was a giant alien!
Without thinking, he stamped his feet, and his body was like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the alien very quickly.

One palm to suppress it!
The Demon Blood Vajra Palm was so fierce that it crushed the alien body.

Boom!

A large handprint appeared on the floor.

The giant alien lay lying in the pit, its whole body crushed and bloody.

Instant kill!

The last time Fang Zhixing and Fan Qiulai attacked the alien, it took a lot of effort to kill it.

But this time, Fang Zhixing was consecrated and killed with one palm without any difficulty.

At this moment, Silver Armor fell to the ground, eyes closed, waiting for death to come.

After a while, he found that the alien was not coming, and then he opened his eyes.

one look!
The silver armor was shocked. He took off his helmet, revealing a twisted face covered with thick hair.

Fang Zhixing felt a shiver in his heart. The silver armor in front of him could hardly be regarded as a human being. The facial features on his face were almost twisted into a ball, which was extremely penetrating.

"Can you understand me?" Fang Zhixing asked.

Silver Armor chattered for a while.

It's a pity that Fang Zhixing couldn't understand a word. The other party's language was very strange and unheard of.

At this time, the silver armor waved and pointed at a half-open iron door.

Fang Zhixing nodded and followed the silver armor.

They passed through the iron gate and entered the castle.

The strong smell of blood hit his face.

In the open hall, seven corpses were lying, and judging from their stature, they were all female.

One of the women was wearing an exquisite dress, and the other six were wearing maid outfits.

They died in exactly the same way, with their heads pierced.

Moreover, their facial features are also distorted and disgustingly ugly.

Just as Fang Zhixing was watching, suddenly, the belly of the luxurious woman swelled up and burst open, causing blood to spurt out.

The next moment, an alien creature burst out of its chest and jumped high into the air.

The alien was only as big as a watermelon at first, but quickly grew in size when it jumped, and when it landed, it was already more than five meters long.

"Jie Ai~"

The alien screamed and roared, and upon discovering Fang Zhixing, he immediately rushed over.

"Humph!"

Fang Zhixing dismissed him and slapped him to death.

At the same time, the corpses on the ground were crushed into pulp by the palm.

This situation...

Silver Armor was overjoyed, pointing to the stairs and walking over.

"You lead the way!"

Only then did he know that he was walking step by step, climbing up the steps.

Came to the second floor.

The silver armor stopped in front of a door, gesticulating with his hands as if to indicate that there was a monster in the house.

Fang Zhixing kicked the door open.