The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 82: Breaking the Rules, All the Gods Retreat with a Wave of the Hand
In front of the crowd, Lu Shijun, a direct disciple of Taihe Martial Arts School, was talking with direct disciples of several other martial arts schools. They were paying attention to the situation in the small western-style building and discussing in low voices the magical features of this place.

They were not unfamiliar with the martial arts world and knew who the people mentioned by the several gym owners were.

The sanctification of the flesh, the myth of the human body.

Rumor has it that the old Taoist priest of Mount Longhu is an immortal in this realm.

When they heard the corresponding legend before, they thought it was just an exaggeration. Now they know that the legend cannot truly describe that kind of power.

How could a few paintings intimidate the masters and museum owners who were like towering mountains to them?

It's simply a fantasy, but it makes people fascinated.

At this moment, they heard the discussions of the people around them and they also noticed the arrival of Yi Beidou and others.

"Are these people also coming for this small western-style building? Do you know them?"

Watching Yi Beidou and his companions approaching, Lu Shijun asked in a low voice to the other disciples around him.

"I don't know him. I've never seen him in Longhu Town."

The others all shook their heads.

The martial arts schools and dojos in Longhu Town are all closely connected with Longhu Mountain. They are all familiar with each other, and the main disciples can basically recognize each other's faces.

However, this place is at the foot of Mount Longhu after all, and practitioners come here every year. It is not surprising that some people happen to have heard of the legends here and come to take a look.

However, the master in the small western-style building had set a rule before that only five people were allowed into the house to observe and try out the techniques at a time, and now the five museum owners were still in the house.

These newcomers don't know the rules. If they barge in rashly, they might cause trouble.

Several disciples looked at each other and walked towards Yi Beidou and the other three.

"Are you all here to test your skills in this dojo?"

With a smile on his face, Lu Shijun bowed to Yi Beidou and the others and said.

"good."

Yi Beidou glanced at these people and was somewhat surprised that this Taoist temple would attract so many people.

From the time they received the news to the time they arrived in Longhu Town, it would only take one or two days at most, right?

But it makes sense. The dojo set up by a saintly master has a fatal attraction to some martial artists. Once discovered, it will quickly spread in the circle.

"You all may not know that the master who set up the dojo in the building has set a rule that only five people can enter the dojo at a time. Now there are exactly five masters from our families, and they are trying out some magic in the dojo. I'm afraid you all have to wait a while. Otherwise, if you break the rules, you may anger the master, and the consequences will be unpredictable."

Lu Shijun explained patiently to Yi Beidou and others.

Although Yi Beidou and his companions were strangers, his attitude was still very good. He did not rely on his large numbers to speak in a domineering manner.

The immortal is in the western-style building. How dare they monopolize this opportunity?

"Will you anger the master? It would be better to make him angry."

However, Yi Beidou showed a hint of interest on his face when he heard this. He took a step forward, walked past Lu Shijun and others, and continued walking towards the small western-style building.

Lu Shijun and others were slightly stunned.

What does this person mean? Knowing that there is a master here, he deliberately breaks the rules and angers the master?
When several disciples came to their senses and turned around, Yi Beidou and his companions had already taken several steps.

"Hey, you guys."

Lu Shijun hurriedly tried to stop him, but was stopped by another disciple of the martial arts school.

"It's hard to persuade the damned ghosts with kind words. Since they won't listen to my advice and insist on doing what they want, let them go. Anyway, they will bear the consequences themselves."

Liang Benhua, a disciple of Minghe Martial Arts School, said to Lu Shijun.

"I'm afraid they'll rush over and affect the museum owners."

Lu Shijun said helplessly.

"Who is that person on the second floor? He is like a god, with ears that can hear everything. How can he not tell who is right and who is wrong? Maybe he heard our conversation."

"Okay, Brother Lu, don't panic. You just arrived and don't know the situation. At the beginning, we didn't know that only five people were allowed in. You don't think that the person upstairs told us in person, do you?"

Liang Benhua smiled and said that the foreigner who discovered this place was studying in their martial arts school, so they were the first group of people to discover this place and knew it best. It was they who discovered the rule that only five people were allowed to enter at a time.

"That's what it is."

Lu Shijun couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Lu, just watch out. I'm afraid they can't even get through the door."

Liang Benhua smiled and shook his head, then looked in the direction of Yi Beidou and the others.

the other side.

When Yi Beidou, Meng Qianyuan and others arrived at the small western-style building, they could already see the lifelike murals in the hall. The eyes of the gods and beasts in the paintings seemed to move and all fell on the few people.

"It's 'Zhenling Painting'. It seems that this person is a 'Spiritual Painter'."

Zhou Baiwei said softly.

"Yes, I heard from Master that there is a young spiritual painter in the Northeast who has achieved sainthood. With this practice, the paintings he creates have the ability to ward off evil spirits. Many New Year paintings, wall paintings, and window paintings in the old days were created by spiritual painters. It is said that some spiritual painters also have the ability to tattoo yin and yang, which means that they can drive away diseases and bring good luck by tattooing certain patterns on the human body."

"However, in the new era, fewer and fewer people practice this kind of cultivation."

Meng Qianyuan nodded and said.

The main reason is that this skill is difficult to practice and it is hard to achieve success. If you don't practice it well, you can just draw New Year pictures for people or work as a tattoo artist to make a living. In fact, your works don't have anything very magical.

In ancient times, one could support oneself with such a craft, but now that technology is advanced, New Year pictures basically rely on printing, and tattoos are also a very niche thing. It is not easy to make a name for yourself. It is becoming increasingly difficult to make money and survive solely by relying on craftsmanship, so naturally fewer people are learning it.

Not everyone can become a saint or immortal. Most people are ordinary people who have to make a living by living on firewood, rice, oil and salt.

This is also the current situation of many ancient traditions.

No matter what kind of inheritance it is, it needs the number of people as a basis to prosper and give birth to influential masters.

"interesting."

Yi Beidou said softly, then took a step forward and walked towards the open door.

Everyone outside focused their eyes on a few people. Liang Benhua, who was watching from the side, shook his head slightly, as if he had seen the result.

The next moment Yi Beidou approached.

boom! !

Even though they were more than ten or twelve meters away, the martial arts disciples watching could still feel that the entire building seemed to be shaking slightly.

In fact, it was not the building that was shaking, but their spirits.

Soon, Lu Shijun and others saw the most incredible scene they had ever seen in their lives.

Rays of golden light seemed to burst out from the gate and the open windows on the first floor of the western-style building. In the golden light, images of gods such as heavenly kings, rakshasas, door gods, evil spirits, etc. poked their heads out, holding magical weapons in their hands, and stabbed at Yi Beidou and others.

His angry eyes are like flames, and his divine power is like the sea.

Obviously, this is not reality, but a mental illusion created after they were influenced.

However, at this moment, in their hearts, those lifelike gods were right before their eyes, and they could not tell the real from the fake.

Make the fake look real, and turn the false into the real!
Even if they were just watching from a distance, Lu Shijun and others felt their scalps tingling and their breathing stagnated, let alone the people who were there in person?

Liang Benhua sighed. The rules were broken and the man really calmed down. When they first arrived, some of the brothers did not understand the rules and were frightened by this scene. They lay in bed for a long time before they recovered.

Behind Yi Beidou, Zhou Baiwei, Meng Qianyuan, and Yang Mutong's expressions also changed instantly, and they hurriedly restrained their consciousness to resist the influence.

Yi Beidou looked at the lifelike gods with a hint of admiration in his eyes. Before they were about to approach him, he waved his hand gently.

The next moment, everyone saw that the bodies of the gods that were sticking out of the building suddenly exploded, and the illusion completely disappeared.

Yi Beidou retracted his arm and took a step forward, stepping into the gate.

With a wave of his hand, all the gods retreated.

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(End of this chapter)