Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 151: Nezha Conquers the Dragon
"Is this the reason you made this plate of dumplings just for this little bit of vinegar?"

The moment Taiyi Zhenren saw Puning, he understood Qici's intention.

There is no other reason. The others are no match for Li Cunxiao after he was reborn from heaven. If that is the case, it can only be regarded as a game.

But this fat monk is not the kind of person who likes to have fun.

"That's right. Although the five Tathagatas are all Tathagatas, the lineage of Vairocana Tathagata is the leader of Esoteric Buddhism after all."

"Acala is the chief deity of the Five Great Myoko, the king of all Myoko. He manifests in a wrathful form at the behest of Mahavairocana and subdues all demons. He is the mighty King of Mantras."

"Puning practiced the Huishan Temple's secret martial art, the Unmovable Black Dragon Sword. He also achieved perfect internal organ cultivation and often fought against the demon cult, gaining a deep understanding of the sword technique."

"It's only fitting that he be Li Cunxiao's first opponent after his promotion."

Qici explained with a smile, and Taiyi showed a rare look of approval when he heard it.

Although they look down upon the Buddhist alchemy techniques, when it comes to training the golden body, subduing demons and fighting, Tantric Buddhism is undoubtedly the best in the world.

Of course, he also valued Li Cunxiao and wanted to entrust him with his legacy, but he would not have the intention of taking care of everything for the other party.

How far a warrior can go in the martial arts world depends not only on his resources and connections, but also on his personal will.

Although he had a bad relationship with his son Li Qingtong at the beginning, he had no shortage of martial arts, elixirs, and magic treasures.

Unfortunately, despite having such abundant resources, Li Qingtong eventually failed at the stage of his true form, died, and left the old Taoist with endless regrets.

Now that Qi is trying to train Li Cunxiao, it is actually a good thing.

It is better to bleed in normal times than to lose your life at a critical moment.

As for the battle between the two, whether they win or lose is not important.

No one can win all his life. Even if you can never lose in a fight with others, it doesn’t mean you won’t lose in other places.

Sometimes, it is a good thing to fail once and get a chance to see clearly and reflect on yourself.

"But it'd be better if we can win. Otherwise, Saburo would suffer a crushing defeat right after successfully achieving the Celestial Transformation. It would be a huge blow to him."

Taiyi Zhenren unconsciously clenched his palms, and the smile on Monk Qici's face gradually faded.

Unblinking.

In the lotus pond, Li Cunxiao heard the other party introduce himself and remembered something.

The two monks from Huishan Temple had been in Tiangu Temple for half a month. They didn't need to look for the relevant information themselves, as the brothers in the slaughterhouse had mentioned it countless times.

Puxing and Puning are the direct disciples of Abbot Zhaoyang of Huishan Temple, but they entered the temple one after the other and their cultivation levels are respectively higher and lower.

The former is already at the same level of True Form as Yuanguang, and is extremely close to the strength of the sixth level of the heads of each academy.

The latter is only thirty years old, his internal organs are in perfect condition, and he can break through the Huangting at any time.

He practices the top-grade martial art, the Immovable Black Dragon Sword. The so-called Immovable refers to Acala, and the black dragon refers to the sword Ryukurigala in Acala's hand.

The Buddhist scriptures say that "Kurikara" means black. The great dragon Kurikara swallowed and drank the great sword of wisdom and fire of Acala, with its four legs entwined around it.

This black dragon is wrapped around the sharp sword of Acala, subduing demons and cutting off troubles, and it has great supernatural powers.

This sword technique is the key to practicing the Acala body.

In Buddhism, the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind create the world.

Most of the Dragon King’s subordinates are creatures of the four seas, but the Kurikara Black Dragon belongs to the Earth Element.

The earth is of equal shape in all four directions, implying stability and immobility.
Therefore, this sword technique is heavy and condensed, chopping like a mountain, not light and agile, but powerful and vigorous.

The ability to control water must be the work of that magic sword.

At this time, Puning had finished introducing himself, and seeing that Li Cunxiao did not move, he took the lead in attacking.

As he took a step forward, the water waves under his feet seemed to be suppressed by a mighty mountain, turning from liquid to solid.

With a kick of his foot, it was like peeling back a carpet made of water waves, layer upon layer, and Puning had already flown ten feet away. His long sword stirred the water, and the engravings of Kurikara and the seed syllable of Acala on the blade shone brightly.

boom! ! ! !

The waves rolled like an upside-down waterfall. Li Cunxiao was not surprised but happy when he saw this powerful sword.

The surging green cyclone spun rapidly, and instantly shrank from a three-meter tornado to a ten-meter spiral drill. In a flash, it collided with the black dragon sword that was stirring the waves.

Bang! ! ! ! !
A large amount of water vapor rose and exploded, and countless rainbows appeared in the sky for a moment. Under the rainbow light, the blue tornado and the black dragon transformed from water flow collided at high speed, and both of their eyes gleamed with brilliance.

The howling wind mixed with the surging waves, and the lotus pond seemed to have turned into a stormy sea.

The handsome and majestic young man, like a god, danced with a long sword and fought with the poisonous dragon that was roaring and surging in the raging waves.

The mist rose into the sky, even blocking out the sunlight within a radius of three meters.

Beyond the lotus pond, there are no clouds for a thousand miles, and the sun is setting in the west;

The lotus pond was covered with dark clouds, and the waves and winds were raging, just like the horrific natural disaster at high tide on the coast of the East China Sea.

For a moment, all the onlookers held their breath and widened their eyes.

Even the crying children kept their mouths shut, letting their parents hold them in their arms, sniffling intermittently.

"How could two youngsters with perfect internal organs actually be able to unleash such might?"

Bai Xiangshan's eyes were filled with admiration and appreciation, "Tiangu Temple and Huishan Temple are indeed worthy of being the orthodox traditions of Tantric Buddhism."

"I have heard of the monk Puning, but I have never seen this celestial being guarding the gate."

Zheng Yanchang, the Chief Clerk of the Provincial Governor's Office, seemed to be lost in thought and asked tentatively:

"Excuse me, Abbot Dezheng, is this man one of your disciples? He doesn't look like he's been ordained yet."

"I've already said that he is the apprentice of Junior Brother Decong," De Zheng remained calm.

"He hasn't ordained yet, so he's considered a lay disciple. Does Zheng Changshi have a talent for this?"

Zheng Yanchang remained calm, "Indeed."

"We, the Zheng family of Xingyang, have always been eager to seek talented people. The world is in danger today, and we need outstanding people to join us and serve the country."

"I wonder if the abbot could introduce me to someone after this Yulan Festival?"

De Zheng smiled when he heard this and said, "If the Chief Secretary is interested, just go and ask him."

"It's true that I am the abbot, but I will not restrict my disciples from pursuing their own future."

But the prerequisite is that you can offer a better future.

Monk Qieci and Taoist Taiyi are both among the top masters in the world.

Not to mention that Taiyi Zhenren, who has a dual background of Louguan Taoism and Longxi Li family, and his background is terrifyingly powerful.

Although the Zheng family of Xingyang is one of the five surnames and seven noble families, does it want to snatch food from the tiger's mouth?
laugh.

De Zheng laughed secretly in his heart and was not optimistic.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yanchang turned to look at the two men fighting fiercely in the lotus pond, his eyes gleaming with a strange light. He had never seen this man before today. Although he looked young, he was able to rival Huishan Temple Puning. His talent and combat power were unquestionable.

Not to mention, the other party is suspected to have a close relationship with the head of the Medicine King Academy, the alchemy master Decong.

This alone was enough for him to win over the family.

Most of the five surnames and seven clans in the world are located in Hebei Province. Only the Longxi Li, Xingyang Zheng, and Taiyuan Wang are located deep in the inland and adjacent to the capital.

Huang Chao's army fought in the north and south, and Zhu Quanzhong frequently attacked the four towns in Hebei, which made the latter three families feel a strong sense of crisis.

Especially the Zheng family of Xingyang, whose family was located in Zhengzhou, almost blocking the only way to the eastern capital Luoyang.

In the future, if the princes rise up and attack the capital, the Zheng family of Xingyang will inevitably be the first to bear the brunt.

In such an extraordinary time, it is natural to recruit outstanding people and make friends with the powerful and brave to prepare for extraordinary events.

However, unlike his subordinate Zheng Yanchang's eagerness, the governor Bai Xiangshan looked at Li Cunxiao with more curiosity and even a bit of intimacy.

While paying attention to the two people fighting, he glanced around as if looking for something.

Unlike the three people on the platform who were admiring the scene, Yuanjue looked at the turbulent waves in the field with only deep fear and murderous intent in his heart.

He clearly remembered that when the three disciples of Zhang Lishi first entered Yaowang Academy, he found in the files that Li Cunxiao's name was followed by "perfect muscles and muscles".

But now the opponent's strength is that his internal organs are perfect, and it is not just the ordinary perfect internal organs, but the perfect internal organs that can be compared with the true teachings of Huishan Temple!

If we rule out the possibility that the other party jumped to several major realms in more than a month, there is only one truth.

"Yuanhua, did you deliberately modify Li Cunxiao's file? This is against the rules!"

Glancing at Yuanjue who was gritting his teeth, Yuanhua curled his lips in disdain.

He wanted to do so, but unfortunately he did not recognize the great man at that time and was caught by the monk Qieci.

Otherwise it wouldn't be an apology, but a favor.

"We are all monks, stop spouting filth. If you don't agree, go find Abbot Dezheng."

After saying this, he ignored the angry Yuanjue and stared at the lotus pond nervously.

boom! ! !
There was another loud noise, and two figures flew back from the air.

After the fierce battle, the flowers and leaves in the lotus pond were already broken, and the red and green leaves were drifting with the waves.

There were several bloody wounds on Li Cunxiao's naked upper body, but none of them were in vital positions, and his breathing was rapid.

On the other hand, Puning's clothes were torn, his left sleeve was completely stained red by the blood, and his face was slightly pale.

"Junior Brother Li, you are truly a monster."

Looking at the other person's face which turned red again with every breath, Punin felt for the first time in his life that he had encountered a rogue.

I don't know what shaped the opponent's bones, but his endurance and recovery abilities are terrifying.

After fighting for half a minute, he was almost drained of energy by the magic sword, but the opponent took a break and acted as if nothing had happened.

This is a low-grade magic treasure that can only be controlled freely by those at the Huangting realm! Doesn't your essence cost money?

"There's no point in dragging it out like this. One strike will decide the outcome!"

Having made up his mind, Puning calmed his mind, and an aura of being calm and steady as a mountain emanated from him.

He even sat cross-legged on the water, touching the water with his left hand. The mirror-like surface reflected the yellow light rising like flames from the Black Dragon Sword.

Seeing the other party's defenseless attitude, Li Cunxiao looked serious instead.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Puning seemed to have given up defense and was ready to be killed.

But in his eyes, it seemed as if he saw a mountain rising from the sea, with a Mingwang sitting on it, and a black dragon coiled around the long sword in his right hand.

The black dragon entering the sea is like a poisonous dragon entering the heart, stirring up the four seas, bringing about obsession, hatred and worries. The turbid current submerges the mundane world and devours the uncertain heart.

A vague sense of enlightenment came to his mind, and Li Cunxiao suddenly raised his right foot and stomped hard.

Miraculously, the invisible wind followed his wishes and intertwined into the shape of a Yaksha under his feet.

The whimpering of the wind sounded like the roar of a yaksha, as if a pair of huge hands with folded muscles were holding up the celestial being.

In an instant, flames seemed to burn in Li Cunxiao's golden pupils, and the mark of a red lotus quietly appeared on his forehead.

In his mind, the shirtless young war god let out a low roar. At his feet, a green-faced, fang-toothed Yaksha appeared. Wearing a scarf and a sword at his waist, he tried to lift him up with all his might, as if in submission.

The demon was subdued, which was a manifestation of the complete use of the Yaksha swordsmanship by him!

In the silence, surging power is brewing.

The onlookers were surprised to find that the two men had stopped moving and the lotus pond was calm above the water surface.

But below the water surface, it was becoming more and more turbulent, as if under the mirror was another sea before a storm.

In an instant, Puning raised his sword and stabbed it hard towards his body. The empty sword energy seemed to shake the foundation under the lotus pond, or pierce the poisonous dragon in the sea.

The next moment, waves more than ten meters high suddenly hit it, like a dragon made of water, baring its fangs and claws, breaking free from the chains of the abyss, setting off huge waves, and about to overturn the world in a blink of an eye!

Some people in the crowd were even frightened by the horrifying scene and screamed uncontrollably!
However, Li Cunxiao faced the surging water dragon like a reef in the sea. His steps went from slow walking, to fast walking, to running, and finally he even seemed to be flying above the waves.

In a flash, he stepped on the surging tide raised by the water dragon, and with the help of the waves, he flew ten feet into the air.

The blood and qi in the body, as well as the essence of the five internal organs, mixed together and burned fiercely. The ivory-like warm body emitted a precious light, and the tendons, bones, skin and flesh looked like golden glass.

The rising water mist was evaporated by the furnace-like energy and blood, and was restrained by the twisted wind flow into a shawl that wrapped around the body.

There was a restrained golden light in his eyes. He held the Dragon Sparrow Sword high in the air, with twisted green air currents swirling beneath him, like a majestic divine bird. As the blade swung down, he lifted up the celestial being Nezha, the son of Buddha, to fight against the poisonous dragon in the raging waves!
boom! ! ! ! ! !

There was a deafening roar, followed by water droplets all over the sky, like a heavy downpour.

Puning vomited blood, with a happy smile on his face, and fell rapidly from the air until he was supported by a broad and powerful chest.

"Senior brother."

"You, you," Pu Xing shook his head helplessly and took out a pill for Puning to take.

Looking up at the figure slowly descending from the sky, he could not help but say to the round light beside him:

"Tiangu Temple has produced a genius."

Upon hearing this, the latter couldn't help but look up.

The rain curtain all over the sky washed away the heat in the air, the breeze blew gently, and colorful rainbow lights flew across the sky.

Li Cunxiao faced the sunset glow and slowly fell.

The draped air flow drifted backwards, and the ivory glass-like skin was set against the flying rainbow. The solemn face was like a Buddha or Bodhisattva who had descended to the human world, and the red lotus on the forehead slowly disappeared.

The crowd around burst into cheers and applause, and some couldn't help but bow down in worship.

Taiyi Zhenren and Monk Qieci looked at each other, each of them sighing, not knowing what they were thinking.
"What a charming Nezha who stirs up trouble in the sea and subdues the dragon!"

(End of this chapter)