Knife splashing

Chapter 150 The Strange Japanese Monk
After hearing Li Yan's arrangements, Luo Faqing was stunned for a moment.

Of course, it is more dangerous to rush in front and act as bait.

Although it is the best choice at the moment, there have been frictions before. Aren’t you afraid of doing something dirty?
Of course, he was only stunned for a moment, and then he jumped into the cave, with his magic flag upside down, and he walked in the air, and a cold wind rose around him...

Li Yan had naturally noticed it and nodded slightly.

Although Luo Faqing has some problems of disciples of the Dharma lineage, he thinks highly of himself and looks down on side sects, but he is also somewhat arrogant.

If you are a well-meaning old man,
He really didn't dare to trust it.

The passage is very long and very old. There are some earthenware jars filled with water and grain along the way, most of which are broken and covered with dust.

It should have been dug by monks at that time for refuge.

Soon, Li Yan stopped abruptly.

He could smell that after turning the corner ahead, the space suddenly became larger and extremely empty.

But the strange thing is that there is no strange smell.

Li Yan held his long sword horizontally and pulled out the last Hellfire Gun from his waist at the same time.

But after being well prepared, he did not rush in, but stood against the wall, waiting quietly.

Call ~
Soon, a cold wind blew around.

Dust and smoke rose up, frost spread on the ground, and three strange footprints appeared. One looked like an animal, one had one foot, and the other was a shoe print, and the auras of each were different.

It was the ghost and god summoned by Luo Faqing.

These things were originally evil gods worshipped in various places. Their individual strength far exceeded that of ordinary Yin soldiers and rampant soldiers, and their temperaments were also more ferocious.

Even though Li Yan was sticking to the corner of the wall, the cold and bloody smell made him have hallucinations.

Moreover, these three ghosts seemed to have discovered him and were approaching him like wild beasts, and the smell was becoming stronger and stronger.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, ready to use the soul-catching rope at any time.

Ring ring ring!
Just then, a clear bell rang from a distance.

Urged by Luo Faqing, the three ghosts seemed extremely dissatisfied and stirred up a violent and gloomy wind, but they did not approach Li Yan again. Instead, they instantly rushed into the cave behind the corner.

Li Yan then turned around and followed closely.

He was not stupid enough to fight the criminal head-on. As long as Luo Faqing could attract the criminal's attention, he could just send a warrant and the criminal would confess.

There was a dim candlelight in the cave.

Although it was dim, everything was clearly visible.

This cave has obviously been modified. Five steps into the cave, there is also a torii gate with hemp ropes, white talismans and bells hanging on it.

Ten meters away from the Torii gate, a huge magic circle was drawn on the ground using a mixture of various white powders. The outside was circular with the Bagua diagram drawn on it, but there was also a pentagram inlaid in it, with the words "All the soldiers who are fighting will be lined up in front" written on it.

At each node, an oil lamp is lit.

In the center of the magic circle, the corpse of the Du family's ancestor was placed.

Unlike what Li Yan saw in his illusion, the corpse had already decayed and even the bones were exposed.

Daggers were nailed to the corpse.

An old monk with white hair and beard was dancing with a folding fan in his hand.

He seemed to pay no attention to Li Yan's intrusion. He was completely focused, fanning himself with every step, his white socks covered in mud.

Ring ring ring!
Luo Faqing's ghost has already rushed out.

The cold wind blew, the bells hanging on the torii gate rang continuously, the hemp rope shook, and the densely packed white symbols shattered into pieces.

However, the cold wind was unable to break through the Torii gate.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes, jumped up, stepped on the pillar of the torii to gain leverage, swung out his long sword with a clang, and was about to cut the straw rope.

This Torii gate seemed to be able to block the smell. Not only could ghosts and gods not get in, even his sense of smell was suppressed, and he could not smell the smell from the opposite side.

Destroy this thing and the winner will be decided.

But at this moment, the dancing old monk suddenly opened his eyes, reached into his arms, and took out an exquisite flintlock pistol.

Bang!
Fire flickered and smoke rose.

Although Li Yan was fully alert, he was still hit. He felt a pain in his abdomen and fell to the ground.

He rolled over and hid behind a torii pillar. He endured the pain and removed a lead bullet from the wound in his abdomen.

The Daluo Dharma body started to work and the wounds healed quickly.

Damn, times have really changed!
Li Yan couldn't help but curse in his heart.

This old monk was too insidious. Because of the torii gate, his supernatural powers were suppressed and he didn't smell the firearm, so he was caught.

According to Lu Gongyuan, this old man has powerful magic, and he is suspected to be a Yin-Yang master who has returned to life and possessed a body.

Anyone who can do this is definitely not a simple character.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not use magic, but instead used firearms.

The old monk opposite had a calm expression, and he reloaded the gunpowder slowly. He glanced at the crumbling torii and couldn't help but praise: "The magic of the Middle Earth is really powerful. I have been setting up this divine domain for a long time, but it still can't hold up."

Mandarin is elegant and has no foreign accent.

Li Yan secretly took out a flying knife and said coldly: "Old man, you can't escape, why don't you surrender as soon as possible and give you a quick death?"

"escape?"

The old monk said calmly: "The master's mission has not been completed yet, I will not run away. It is my duty to be loyal to the master."

Hearing this half-literary and half-vernacular talk, Li Yan burst out laughing, "You are loyal, but is Zhao Changsheng also from Japan?"

It seems to be sarcasm, but it is actually a cliché.

This old monk is Zhao Changsheng's confidant, and he might know his background.

"Japanese? No..."

The old monk shook his head slightly, his eyes full of reverence, "The Lord is a true god. I didn't escape from the battle of Honnoji Temple even though I served a mortal, let alone serving a god."

Honnoji Temple?
What a mess...

Li Yan became more and more confused, but continued to sneer: "Lord God, Zhao Changsheng is just a joke, you have been fooled."

The old monk's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "You are stupid, being played around by the master without knowing it, it's really pitiful..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yan trembled violently.

The hidden power of his arm burst out, and the flying knife suddenly whizzed out.

clang!
With a crisp sound, the copper bell on it was immediately knocked away.

But to his surprise, despite the howling wind, the torii gate remained intact.

"Hahaha……"

The old monk was amused. "Middle-earth sorcerer, nothing more than that!"

At the same time, in the main hall above, Sharifei and Wang Daoxuan were just tearing the hemp ropes tied to the Buddha statues one by one.

This old monk also played a shady trick. According to his tradition, the Torii gate represents the entrance to the divine realm, distinguishing the divine realm from the secular world.

First, it reminds visitors that stepping into the Torii gate means entering the divine realm and that they should be particularly careful in their behavior.

The second is to form a barrier.

This kind of power cannot come out of thin air, but is formed by the help of the divine power of the gods to form a certain small situation.

The Xuanmen Orthodox Sect and the Dharma Lineage both have similar arrangements.

Whether one is powerful or not depends on the strength of the divine power offered to the gods.

The only god here is the deity of Xiangji Temple.

That is to say, after several disasters, even if the incense is continued, it will be very weak, otherwise it would not have been attacked.

Sha Lifei and Wang Daoxuan broke the rope and the magic was immediately broken.

Click!

The straw ropes broke and even the torii gate had cracks.

The wind was howling, and the white ash of the magic circle arranged on the ground was blown away layer by layer, and candles were constantly extinguished.

Wow!
The dagger stuck in the corpse in the formation suddenly trembled wildly.

"idiot!"

The old monk was horrified and cursed, then took out a golden treasure box from the side and placed it on the corpse.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Li Yan, who was opening his supernatural powers, felt his mind go blank, his eyes were white, and there seemed to be a majestic Buddhist chant in his ears. When this thing came out, it seemed to shine brightly.

The three-headed ghost that was destroying the formation seemed to have suffered a serious blow and retreated quickly, and the evil wind stopped instantly.

At the entrance of the cave, Luo Faqing, who was performing a ritual to exorcise ghosts and gods, suddenly changed color, spurted out blood, stumbled and fell to the ground, and said with an unpleasant expression: "Buddha treasure!"

Li Yan only felt a roar in his ears, a splitting headache, and his mind was distorted. Knowing that his consciousness was damaged, he quickly used the Daluo Dharma Body to recover.

Although the Daluo Dharma body recovered in the mass grave, it was used for cultivation many times afterwards. In addition, it had to repair two serious injuries in a short period of time, so it was full of cracks again, as if it would break at any time.

What is this?
Li Yan looked at it in surprise and doubt.

Seeing that he was not unconscious, the old monk seemed a little surprised. He shook his head and said sarcastically: "Middle Earth has many treasures, but even you can't recognize them. How pitiful."

"During the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Gaozong granted Xiangji Temple more than a thousand relics. They were worshipped day and night, and the Buddha's light was so bright that evil spirits fled far away. Although it was looted by the rebels, some relics were left and hidden in this cave."

"After thousands of years, it has absorbed the spiritual energy of the earth and has become a Buddha treasure..."

Buddha treasure?

Li Yan frowned, remembering what Zhao Luzi said.

That night he had a long talk with Zhao Luzi and learned a lot about the treasures of heaven and earth.

There are many kinds of heavenly treasures. Most of them are created by the blessings of heaven and earth, but there are also some that are man-made.

For example, the drumstick he found in Gushui Village.

The Drum King's mind and spirit were focused, like a god being refined, and he gained spirituality. Then, by chance, he received the blessings of heaven and earth and became a spiritual treasure.

This kind of thing is usually a good embryo for refining magical weapons.

Some of them are magical instruments in themselves. After they become heavenly treasures, they are called Taoist treasures and Buddhist treasures. They are extremely precious.

Suppressed by the Buddhist treasure, the corpse no longer haunts people.

The old monk sighed, "I was originally going to help the Lord God refine the Yin Mo Luo ghost, but now something has gone wrong. I think if I accept it, the Lord God will not blame me..."

He spoke humbly, but greed was evident in his eyes.

He took out a wooden sculpture of a human body and a bird head from his arms, placed it on the forehead of the corpse, and then waved his folding fan and began to dance that strange dance.

"Dance your grandfather!"

Li Yan gritted his teeth, covered his abdomen, pretended to be injured, and stumbled out.

The old monk frowned and raised the flintlock again.

Bang!
A gunshot was heard and smoke rose up.

However, this time Li Yan was prepared. He dodged sideways, and at the same time as he was shot in the shoulder, his feet exerted hidden strength and he leaped out with a whoosh.

He just pretended to be serious and had already shortened the distance between them.

With this jump, he immediately got close to the old monk.

The old monk was not panicked at all. He threw his pistol, rubbed his feet, and a spear on the ground flew into the air.

He took advantage of the situation and stabbed Li Yan.

Just as Lu Gongyuan said, this person was also good at martial arts, and used a force similar to hidden energy. The tip of the spear was whistling, and the momentum was amazing.

Unexpectedly, Li Yan pulled out the Hellfire Gun and pulled it hard.

puff!
Kerosene phosphorescent flames suddenly gushed out.

"what--!"

Even though the old monk dodged quickly, half of his body caught fire. He rolled on the ground screaming, messing up the formation.

At the same time, the corpse was also set on fire.

Even the golden box of Buddhist treasures that was suppressing it was kicked aside by the tumbling old monk, and it rolled twice and stopped shaking.

As if losing its restraints, clouds of black smoke billowed out.

The black smoke gathered in the air and turned into the black shadow of a Rakshasa bird, with its wings flapping. A pale human face was faintly visible in it.

Not good!

Li Yan vaguely guessed that the old monk wanted to refine the monster into a shikigami or something like that, but he destroyed it and now he has escaped.

Without the corpse, how can we set up a formation to suppress this thing?
At this moment, the old monk also tore off his monk's robe, endured the pain, and rubbed the dust on the ground to put out the fire.

But even so, the whole person was burned black, with skin and flesh torn, like a demon.

He no longer spoke the official language of China. Instead, he cursed loudly in Japanese. Then, holding the bird-shaped wooden sculpture, he made hand gestures and opened his mouth wide.

Call ~
The Rakshasa bird turned into black smoke again and flew into the old monk's mouth. His eyes were also pitch black, and his aura became less and less human...

Obviously, an unknown technique was being used.

Seeing this, Li Yan immediately made hand gestures and chanted a spell, "The sky has rules, the earth has guidelines, the underworld is holding the souls, the living people should stay away!"

Hearing these words, fear appeared in the old monk's eyes.

However, he was currently swallowing up the black smoke from the demon and was unable to move.

While chanting the spell, Li Yan slapped him on the forehead with the warrant in his hand.

As if under a spell, the old monk fell straight to the ground.

Wow!
The sound of chains rang in Li Yan's ears again, and a stream of cold power rose from the ground and enveloped the old monk's soul.

"Please spare my life, Lord..."

Before the old monk finished speaking, his eyes lost their luster.

At the same time, black smoke came out of his mouth again. It was the evil Yinmora ghost, who seemed to be trying to flee in all directions.

However, this thing was also bound by an invisible force, and with the sound of chains, it fell to the ground with a bang and disappeared without a trace.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment.

How come the underworld took this thing away as well?
Before he had time to think, three cold auras came from the certificate in his hand and then quickly disappeared.

Joy immediately showed on Li Yan's face.

This means the mission is completed, and there are three more orders.

Each command can summon five camps of ghost soldiers, with a total of five hundred each time. He now has six orders. If used together, three thousand ghost soldiers can be dispatched.

According to Luo Mingzi, these are ghost soldiers from the underworld. Even if they are of the lowest level, they should be classified as soldiers of the upper altar among all the soldiers.

Ordinary rampant soldiers are no match at all.

Three thousand ghost soldiers are enough to become the trump card for a comeback!

Li Yan suppressed his excitement and looked at the Buddhist treasure on the ground again.

He went forward and picked it up without hesitation.

Before he could even open it, a stream of mysterious power surged into his Dantian, and his Daluo Dharma body was quickly repaired.

At the same time, the material of Daluo Dharmakaya also changed.

It looked like bluestone at first, but after absorbing the drumsticks in Gushui Village, its surface became smooth and had a hint of luster.

As the fortune in the Buddha's treasure was rapidly absorbed, the Daluo Dharma body actually began to appear lapis lazuli color.

This is a sign of increased strength.

Increased strength means more damage can be sustained.

For example, if he was hit by a knife, a huge crack would appear on his Dharma body in the past, but after the strength was increased, the traces would also be reduced.

This Buddhist treasure can actually be upgraded at the same time!

Li Yan's eyes were full of surprise.

Soon, all the blessings in the Buddha treasure disappeared.

After opening it, there were many relics inside.

Even if the good fortune disappears, it still radiates the glaze brilliance.

Li Yan was happy and closed the lid.

This thing is of no use to him, nor to the Taoist monks, but I believe that the wealthy Buddhists in Chang'an City would be happy to buy it home and worship it.

Thinking of this, he held the box in his left hand, picked up the flintlock on the ground with his right hand, and looked at it in his hand.

This thing is very beautifully made, with an ebony-colored handle and intricate patterns on the metal area, like the European style.

Just then, footsteps were heard outside.

Li Yan's heart moved, and he stuffed the gun directly into his arms...

(End of this chapter)