Knife splashing

Chapter 215: Fight in the Mine
The statue looked strange, vicious and cruel.

But when Li Yan looked at it, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.

Memories of past lives came flooding back.

He had seen this thing on thangka when he was traveling!

It's the goddess Mam!
He didn't know much about this thing. He only heard from the man selling thangkas that it was originally the guardian deity of the Bon religion in Tibet. There were many types of it, all of which had violent personalities. Later they were subdued by Padmasambhava and became the guardian deities of Tibetan Buddhism.

This situation is also very common in Middle-earth.

Some gods worshipped by the people were conferred titles and subdued by the Xuanmen, symbolizing the integration of religious culture and beliefs.

In this world, it's obviously not that simple.

Looking at the monk’s attire, it should be some kind of Tibetan Buddhist tradition.

Also, gods and ghosts are invisible, it must be an illusion!

Li Yan was startled and was about to step back, but he felt his whole body stiffen.

He saw that the statue of the goddess Mam behind him had been staring at him with blood-red eyes, and a beating heart appeared in its hand.

The big black fingernails were sharp and slowly clenched, squeezing the heart. Li Yan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left chest.

It's a curse!
Seeing that the foreign monks had restrained Li Yan, the men in white robes did not seem surprised. Two of them directly raised their bows and crossbows and wanted to shoot Li Yan to death.

But this alone is obviously not enough.

Ring ring ring!
The tassel of the Sancai Demon-Suppressing Coin Knife trembled.

Li Yan's stiffness disappeared immediately. He dodged the crossbow arrows by moving left and right, and at the same time, he touched his waist and threw out a flying knife.

He used hidden strength when swinging the knife, aiming straight at the monk's head.

Of course, Li Yan’s purpose was just to interrupt his spell.

The illusion of the goddess Mam in his eyes had not disappeared yet, which meant that the opponent's magic was still working.

Unexpectedly, the foreign monk did not dodge at all. He suddenly opened his mouth and bit the flying knife with his cold white teeth.

With a snap, he bit the flying knife in half.

The flying knife was thrown out with hidden force.

This monk is also a martial arts master, I'm afraid he has already reached the level of Hua Jin!

Of course, this also interrupted his spell.

Li Yan had already seized the Divine Tiger Order, and at the same time, he stepped on the steps and made hand gestures, "Nuo Gao, three stars on the left, three prisons on the right, turn the world upside down... hurry up and obey the order!"

"Roar!"

A tiger roar sounded, and the illusion in front of Li Yan suddenly disappeared.

What he used was the "Beidi Protective Spell", which not only protects himself, but also can attack the opponent's soul through spells.

The foreign monk groaned and retreated repeatedly.

The magic was broken and the opponent's soul was also shaken.

However, this fellow was obviously very skilled in Taoism. He just shook his head and quickly recovered. With murderous intent in his eyes, he took out a demon-subduing pestle from his waist. The front end of the pestle had a sharp point and a strange statue carved on the back.

Swish!
The opponent kicked with his bare feet, and his red robe flew up. He rushed towards Li Yan, and smashed the demon-subduing pestle down in a strange way.

Just now, when the monk bit off the flying knife, Li Yan knew that the other party was a martial arts master who had reached the level of Hua Jin, and it seemed that he was also a Tibetan Tantric inheritor. How could he underestimate him?

With a clang, the Dust-Breaking Sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Li Yan did not give in. He walked closer and stabbed with his sword.

His weapon is longer than his opponent's, giving him the advantage.

At the same time, the soul-catching rope whistled out.

Today's soul-catching rope is two meters long.

Even if the opponent is a master of Hua Jin and is proficient in magic, as long as his spirit and soul are controlled, he can still be stabbed through the heart with a single knife.

However, what Li Yan did not expect was that this time the monk awakened his eye power, and he could vaguely see the shape of the soul-catching rope.

The foreign monk was greatly surprised and suddenly turned the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and thrust it outward, trying to swing away the soul-catching rope.

His demon-subduing pestle is also a magical weapon, but it is useless against the invisible soul-catching rope.

Wow!
The soul-catching rope went straight through the demon-subduing pestle and reached into his body.

However, something unexpected happened to Li Yan.

Click!

A Tibetan silver and turquoise pendant hanging on the foreign monk's chest suddenly shattered, and the soul-catching rope that was usually invincible was also bounced away.

This is the first time this has happened.

The foreign monk was startled and stomped his right foot on the ground. With a loud bang, mud splashed everywhere and his body flew backwards.

Although the Soul-Hooking Rope was ineffective, Li Yan would not miss the opportunity. He burst out with hidden strength under his feet, as if shrinking the distance into an inch, and at the same time, he chopped fiercely with the Dust-Breaking Knife.

The foreign monk was unable to dodge and had to block it with his demon-subduing pestle.

clang!
With a crisp sound, the demon-subduing pestle was cut in half.

Although he destroyed the opponent's magic weapon, the monk still took the opportunity to retreat and avoided Li Yan's attack.

He was shocked and angry, but he had no time to fight back. Instead, he grabbed the strange gold pendant on his chest, changed the seal in his hand, and chanted: "Om, Mahakala, Geli Hum Pa."

Li Yan made a knife-shaped gesture and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could smell that the other person was suddenly surrounded by some kind of incense scent, the smell of blood, and some kind of ghee fragrance.

A Buddha shape was vaguely formed, covering it.

It's some kind of self-defense method!

It seems to be specifically aimed at the Soul-Catching Rope.

At the same time, the men in white robes also picked up their bamboo tubes.

Obviously, they also realized that Li Yan was not easy to deal with, so they wanted to use the bamboo tube Hell Fire Gun directly.

Buzz!
At this moment, the poisonous bee came roaring again.

However, it was Lu San who, with the help of a falcon, sensed that Li Yan was in danger and came to help.

The men in white robes were surrounded by poisonous bees and screamed in pain from being stung. They quickly tore off their clothes and slapped the surroundings frantically, not caring about continuing to attack.

The foreign monk frowned and picked up the hand drum again, hoping to use the sound of the drum to drive away the poisonous bees.

How could Li Yan let him do what he wanted? He swung his knife and stabbed forward.

At this moment, the armor horse has become ineffective, so his speed is almost the same as usual, and he has no time to use it again.

Unexpectedly, the foreign monk was well prepared. He smiled grimly, and instead of taking the hand drum with his right hand, he reached into the leather bag at his waist and grabbed a handful of red mud.

The red mud is a bit like cinnabar, but has a pungent smell.

The foreign monk rubbed the red mud in his palm, and red smoke immediately emerged from his palm. Facing the horizontal sword stabbing at him by Li Yan, he did not dodge or evade, but suddenly clasped his hands together.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, his two palms clamped the Dust-Breaking Blade with force, making a sound of metallic friction.

Tantric Mahamudra!
Li Yan's pupils shrank, "Fawu!"

The so-called Fawu is the combination of magic and martial arts. Many magic lineages have this method, and the most famous one is the Huaguang Sect.

The Huaguang Sect has many branches, and the general one worships the "Five Manifestations of Huaguang Emperor", commonly known as the spiritual official Ma Yuanshuai and "Ma Wangye".

It focuses on martial arts, which are fierce and powerful. Many of its inheritors are wanderers or people in the martial arts industry.

The same is true for the Mahamudra of Tantric Buddhism.

Judging from his appearance, he has mastered martial arts, hand seals and secret techniques to be able to fight against swords and magic weapons with his bare hands. No wonder he dared to let me get close to him.

Li Yan was not panicked at all. He sneered and at the same time, he made a gesture with his left hand, held the handle of the knife, and exerted force suddenly.

Crackling, thunder exploded.

The red smoke in the monk's palm suddenly became unstable, and at the same time, lightning flashed on his beard. He loosened his strength and stepped back.

The so-called Hua Jin is just a more advanced application of An Jin. If you haven't formed the elixir yet and you lose your breath, your strength will also be weakened.

Clang!
Li Yan exerted force suddenly, and the Dust-Breaking Sword rubbed against the foreign monk's palms, red smoke and sparks flew everywhere, and it suddenly extended more than a foot.

With a "whoosh" sound, the sword pierced into the monk's chest, one inch deep.

"Roar!"

The foreign monk roared in pain, and gathered his strength again. His muscles became knotted and veins bulged, and he twisted his body with all his strength.

Li Yan only felt a huge force surging from the blade, his face changed slightly, and he flipped over, releasing the force while drawing the blade.

Puff! The monk's left leg immediately started bleeding.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise his tendons would have been cut.

Li Yan was slightly inferior to the foreign monk in both martial arts and Taoism, but with the help of the sharp magic weapon, the Dust-Breaking Knife, he still had the upper hand.

If he had reached the third level of Taoism and his "Northern Emperor's Yin Lei Hand" was more powerful, I'm afraid this monk would have been beheaded long ago.

"court death!"

After being hit repeatedly, the monk was already furious. He cursed in awkward official language and then grabbed the rosary at his chest.

Obviously, this is also some kind of magical weapon.

But at this moment, a fear of death rose in his heart, and he quickly turned sideways.

Bang!
Fire exploded in the distance.

In the mountain fog, Lu San appeared, with smoke coming out of the bone in his hand.

The foreign monk had a protective spell, and the poisonous bees were afraid to approach him, so he took the opportunity to aim at them with his bone firearm.

However, this monk had supernatural powers and was concentrating on fighting with Li Yan, so he naturally did not notice Lu San's sneak attack.

Snapped!
The foreign monk's face was covered in blood and flesh.

He dodged temporarily and was not hit.

Li Yan and others naturally did not know that the Vajrayana Manjushri method practiced by these monks not only gave them astonishing strength, but also gave them an extraordinary spiritual perception of danger.

But even so, half of the foreign monk's face was covered in blood and flesh, his jaw bones and flesh were completely torn off, and blood was gushing out.

“Ho-ho-ho!”

The foreign monk's eyes were filled with fear. He endured the severe pain, and his red robes shook violently, and suddenly red smoke filled the air.

The cassock fell and he stumbled backwards.

This was some kind of escape technique, but his jaw was now broken and he couldn't chant the spell, so naturally he couldn't unleash its full power.

They were completely afraid of firearms attacks and used smoke to cover their vision.

He exerted force on his feet and blood flowed along the way.

But Li Yan would never miss the opportunity. He exerted force with his feet again, jumped out as a fish, rolled over, picked up the bamboo tube on the ground, and pulled the hemp rope behind it hard.

Call ~
Phosphorescent grease spurted out like a fire dragon.

Several people in white robes were the most unlucky. They had been stung by poisonous bees and had already passed out due to the pain. Now they were burned by the phosphorous fire and grease. They woke up with screams and rolled down the hillside in a daze.

The foreign monk was naturally the main target.

The Hellfire Gun unleashed its power, dousing him all over his head and face, instantly turning him into a man of fire, rolling on the ground roaring.

This guy had extremely strong vitality. Even after being burned like charcoal, his hands and feet were still struggling.

After a long while, there was no more movement.

"Don't come close!"

Seeing Lu San trying to go forward to check, Li Yan hurriedly stopped him.

He held his Dust-Breaking Knife horizontally, still staring at the front, and said in a deep voice: "There is something strange about this foreign monk, and there is a smell in his body."

I discovered this when I used the Hellfire Gun before.

This monk had a mixture of blood, ghee, incense, bronze... all kinds of strange smells on his body, and no one knew how many fancy magic tricks he had practiced.

But what made Li Yan even more alert was that there was a cold and strange aura in his body, beating like a heart, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

After all, the Tibetan Buddhist tradition is unfamiliar, and who knows what kind of tricks it contains.

So just burn him to death with the Hellfire Gun.

Sure enough, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred.

There was a "puff" sound, and the heart of the foreign monk's charred body suddenly burst open, and a centipede crawled out.

This centipede is as long as a chopstick, with a dark shell and dense turquoise limbs, and there are blood-red spots on each section of the shell.

It looks creepy.

Li Yan frowned slightly and raised the Dust-Breaking Knife.

This thing is disgusting at first sight, it is definitely not a good thing.

However, before he could make a move, a white shadow flew out. It was Lu San's little white fox.

At the same time, the falcons in the sky and the poisonous bees in the demon gourd all ran towards the centipede with great momentum.

Li Yan was surprised and quickly looked at Lu San.

But Lu San also looked helpless, and shook his head slightly and said: "That bug seems to be good for the spirit beast."

Li Yan seemed to be thinking, "Do you find this thing disgusting?"

There was also a strange phenomenon in the battle of Qinglong Mountain.

For some reason, Lu San always felt an instinctive disgust when he saw the dinosaur egg spirit treasure.

Others, however, felt nothing at all.

Li Yan guessed that it might be related to Lu San's innate magical powers.

But he had no idea what it was.

Hearing this, Lu San shook his head slightly and said, "I don't feel anything. This thing should be formed by a secret method. I can't hear the other party's movement at all."

As he was talking, the unfortunate centipede had been eaten.

The little white fox bit off half of it, and the falcon bit off the other half, but they both failed to get the poisonous bee hair. They ran around buzzing around, but did not dare to take action.

"Leave them alone."

Li Yan frowned and said something, then he picked up the knife and walked through the corpses on the ground, following the mountain path towards the caves.

They originally speculated that the Paijiao had discovered the gold mine and were digging it secretly, but now it seems that there is obviously another hidden story.

These mountain roads were all recently dug out. They run along the steep mountain walls, are about three feet wide, and there are traces of wheelbarrows passing by on them.

There was thick mountain fog below, and I could only hear the sound of water but not see the river. It was quite hidden.

Arriving at a cave, Li Yan looked up.

Although it was dark inside, he pinched the Yang Jue technique with his hand and with the help of his sense of smell, he could smell everything clearly.

This cave has been dug out to a depth of more than ten meters and is supported by wooden frames. It is very simple. There is an overturned wheelbarrow at the entrance of the cave, and the ore inside is scattered all over the ground.

Li Yan went into the cave and picked up a piece. After coming out, he observed it in the sunlight and found that it was a dark green stone, nothing special at all.

At this time, the others had also climbed up the mountain carrying their weapons.

When Sharifei saw it, he was immediately surprised.

“This is phosphate mine!”

Phosphate rock?

Li Yan was stunned at first, then he suddenly realized.

It’s still about firearms!
Sharifei gritted his teeth and said, "They can make 'Dragon Fire' and Hell Fire Gun. They must have collected a lot of phosphate ore to refine them. The Pai Cult really wants to rebel!"

"They may not be members of the Pai Sect..."

Li Yan shook his head slightly and continued to investigate with everyone.

Sure enough, there was another discovery afterwards.

They found another mine, which was extremely deep. Li Yan took a sniff and his face became gloomy as he led everyone in.

Because it was a phosphate mine cave, they did not dare to use torches to avoid accidents, but the walls inside were inlaid with round beads that emitted a light green glow.

"Night-shining pearl!"

When Sharifei saw it, his eyes widened.

Li Yan shook his head, "That's fluorite, it's poisonous."

"what?"

Sharifei was still skeptical.

However, he soon shut his mouth.

However, he saw a cell in the mine, which was filled with corpses. All of them were skinny and had abnormal skin color. The vomit and excrement around them had dried up and emitted a pungent odor.

Under the light of fluorite, it was like hell...

(End of this chapter)