The Strange Tales of Tokyo Monk

The Clan had made thorough preparations tonight. Not only had they chosen a good location, they had also specially invited a god in charge of fire through the altar.

A fire fox god covered in flames.

The altar of the Jinguan Sect here is essentially wood, and the deity enshrined is a tree god, an old camphor tree that has become a demon.

Fire overcomes wood, this is a natural restraint.

If the number of people in the Xijiao sect had not been small and the chief god in charge of the sacrifice was not as strong as him, this altar would have been breached long ago.

Right now, both sides are in a stalemate and have no ability to deal with the attack of the mysterious monk.

"If this continues, the altar will be destroyed sooner or later."

Lord Nakamura looked at the tree and the fox fighting in the sky outside and made a decision in his heart.

He walked to the altar, picked up a dagger on the altar, placed an empty bowl, then unbuttoned half of his shirt, held the dagger, and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation.

The bright red blood from his heart flowed down the dagger, drop by drop, into the empty bowl below.

After the bowl was about a quarter full, Lord Nakamura put down the dagger in his hand and used a secret method to temporarily stop the wound on his heart.

"Huh, huh..."

Nakamura's face was pale and he took a few deep breaths. After he recovered a little, he brought the small bowl of his heart's blood to the top of the statue.

The mouth of the bowl was slightly tilted, and the blood from his heart poured from top to bottom onto the statue of the God of Stopping War below.

At this moment, dark green roots stretched out from the bottom of the statue, greedily absorbing the blood.

The dark green roots gradually turned red as they sucked the blood from the heart.

Nourished by this, the God of Stopping War, who was entrenched on the third floor outside, became much stronger. Blood-colored vines pierced or stabbed like ferocious weapons, killing the Fire Fox God of the Jin Sect.

The balance of victory and defeat tilted significantly at this moment, and the Fire Fox God was suppressed.

Seeing this situation, Lord Nakamura narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately ordered his subordinates to prepare more empty bowls and daggers, and distributed the empty bowls and daggers to every believer present.

Since the nourishment of blood is effective, then when the monk comes later, he can also use this method to forcibly enhance the strength of the God of War.

This might give us a chance to defeat that scary monk.

Soon, a subordinate came to report that the black Mercedes was driving in this direction.

The subordinate was considerate enough to take a photo. In the photo, one could vaguely see that the person driving the car was a bald monk.

The person sitting in the driving seat is the terrifying monk?

"Give orders to all believers to pour the blood in their bowls to the great God of Stopping War."

As more and more blood gathered, the tree god, who was greatly nourished, suddenly expanded his body several times.

Originally, its figure was just rooted in this three-story house, but now, it stands tall, and its crown supports most of the sky.

On the opposite side, the fire fox, which was only as big as a tiger, spewed out deep yellow flames, which could no longer burn through the tree god's body and soon went out naturally.

The gap in strength has exceeded the natural restraint.

"God of Stopping War, kill it! Swallow all its demonic power!"

Lord Nakamura roared fiercely. At this moment, he felt like a master of reversing attributes. Who said that trees must be afraid of fire?

The Fire Fox God in mid-air was finally defeated, his limbs and head tightly bound by blood-stained vines, making it a luxury for him to even move.

The bright red hair that seemed to be forged by flames now became dull and lifeless due to being entangled and squeezed by the vines.

The light of life in their eyes was fading away bit by bit, and the members of the cult who were struggling to support the altar were also gradually approaching the end of their lives.

Just as it was about to close its green eyes, a ball of golden flame flew from below and accurately penetrated into its body.

The closed pupils suddenly widened, a ray of golden flame emerged from the eyes, and the hair on the body turned from bright red to golden yellow.

He raised his head and roared, and dazzling golden flames burst out from his body, instantly burning all the vines wrapped around his body!

Chapter 92 Killing Three Gods in One Night (End)

"Is this okay?"

When passing by the altar, the black Mercedes did not stop, and did not even honk the horn. It just went straight through the middle road and drove away.

"Flames are the natural enemy of tree demons. A ball of Buddha fire is enough to burn its body."

Faced with the confusion of Akechi Mitsuhide and others, Hiramiya Chiye responded naturally.

He practiced Vairocana Tathagata, fire, which was also what he was good at.

The tree monster has lush branches and leaves and is flammable, and the fire fox god is not weak and is quite intelligent.

A ball of Buddha's fire is enough to help it deal with this tree monster.

In order to become a qualified reverse-attribute Pokémon, the tree demon still needs a long period of training. Not every monster can compare with Pikachu.

"But wasn't the Fire Fox God also deified by a monster? Why can it bear the Buddha's fire?"

Soon, Akechi Mitsuhide and others had new problems.

"The Buddha's fire not only has the ability to burn demons and monsters, it can also cleanse the sins of living beings and transform them into a new person."

This is very clearly reflected in the practice of Homa.

After driving for about a few kilometers, the golden beam of light behind began to shake, and then began to break and disintegrate.

The altar symbolizing wood was eventually burned to ashes by the flames.

Ahead was the last beam of light shooting up into the sky, with a faint scent of fire flowing.

A flash of scarlet flame broke away from the golden beam and transformed into a flapping flaming bird.

Its body seems to be condensed from pure flames, with a wingspan of more than 5 meters. It looks like a golden pheasant, with a forked tail and burning flames.

As it flew closer, a mouthful of orange-red flame spewed out of its mouth, spraying towards the black Mercedes-Benz on the ground where Pinggong Qianye and others were.

The flames fell to the ground and turned into a wall of fire blocking the way.

Squeak!

Seeing this scene, Hase Shuichi hurriedly stepped on the brakes to prevent the car from rushing into the wall of fire.

As soon as the car stopped, Pinggong Qianye and others quickly opened the door and got out.

Looking at the majestic firebird with red flames in its mouth in the sky, Akechi Hideichi and Ruyi were frightened.

This thing was 300 meters above the ground, flying in the sky. They could not deal with it with just their own means.

Pinggong Qianye was also a little surprised. This time, the people of the Jinguan Sect had learned their lesson and finally understood how to take the initiative instead of sitting at the altar and waiting for him to come.

"Master Liansheng, can you fly?" Ruyi asked in a low voice.

"No."

Pinggong Qianye shook his head. He really couldn't fly. He might be able to float in the air for a short time, but he couldn't fly freely in the sky like a bird.

If we must find a shortcoming in his practice, then not being able to fly can indeed be considered his weakest point.

"There seems to be a human figure on the back of the firebird."

Ruyi, who also cultivated the ability of clairvoyance, vaguely caught a glimpse of someone riding on the back of the bird.

"That should be the god who is in charge of the sacrificial duties at the altar here."

Hase Hideichi looked solemn, narrowed his eyes slightly, estimated the distance the firebird was flying, and then he was completely relieved.

Even if Master Liansheng could not fly, he could easily knock the firebird down with the power of his lion's roar.

Just as Hase Shuichi and others were thinking, the firebird in the sky flapped its wings, and flames accompanied by strong winds formed a gust of burning wind that blew towards them.

Pinggong Chiye asked Hase Shuichi and others to hide behind him. He put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist name, and a statue of Acala appeared behind him.

Although the burning wind is terrible, it is not even a breeze to the Acalanatha statue surrounded by blazing flames.

Only the unprotected black Mercedes on the ground was attacked by the burning wind and burned fiercely.

High in the sky, Yoshikawa Shrine on the back of the bird finally relaxed his solemn expression.

Of the four altars, only the Fire Altar where he was located was left. In order to gain the initiative, he chose to take the initiative.

Now it seems that this decision was undoubtedly correct.

Because the bird god he served was a great tit that cultivated into a demon, and had a miraculous encounter. After becoming a demon, it was able to control fire, transform into a firebird, and patrol the heaven and earth.

Being able to fly and control fire, these two abilities allow the Bird God to firmly sit on the throne of the First Subordinate God after the Golden Light God.

"God, use fire to cleanse them of their sins of angering the Golden God!"

Yoshikawa Shintoku shouted in a deep voice, and the bird god sat down and followed his advice, flapping its wings continuously, stirring up gusts of burning wind.

At the same time, he spewed out flames from his mouth, and when he landed on the ground, it turned into a wall of fire, surrounding the area layer by layer.

When the earth below was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, the bird god could not help but let out an excited cry.

Roar!

A mighty golden lion rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, raised its head and roared loudly, making a roar that pierced the clouds and the sky, and was like a rolling wave.

It was like a slap in the face, hitting the bird god and Yoshikawa god hard on the heads, making the man and the bird feel dizzy and have a headache. They lost control of their bodies and fell rapidly to the ground.

When it was less than 100 meters from the ground, the bird god gradually regained consciousness and hurriedly flapped its wings, trying to get into the air quickly.

A white rope, like a silver-white dragon, followed its forked tail, wrapped around its body, then its wings and head.

Then, the rope was pulled, and the body was instantly tied up tightly. The wings were folded, and it could no longer stabilize its body and fell towards the ground again.

Yoshikawa, who was still unable to regain consciousness, could only subconsciously grab the feathers on the bird's back to prevent himself from falling off.

The sea of ​​fire below has gradually dispersed, and what comes into view is a majestic Acalanatha!

This statue sits on a flat stone seat, in the shape of a boy, with seven buns on his head, his braided hair hanging down to his left shoulder, his left eye slightly closed, his lower teeth biting his upper lip, appearing angry, with a raging fire on his back, a sharp sword in his right hand, and a noose in his left hand, as if he is trying to cut off his troubles.

Just a glance and the bird god was frightened to the point of trembling with fear, and he tried desperately to use fire to burn the ropes wrapped around him.

But it was all in vain.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword, symbolizing the punishment of sin and death, was raised high, flashed with cold light, and chopped off his head.

Blood gushed out and was burned by the flame of Acala, turning into blood mist that rose into the sky.

The corpse fell to the ground, and the flames on its body gradually subsided, returning to its original appearance.

A red-bellied great tit the size of a fat orange cat. The patterns on its back looked like it was smiling and crying, which was a bit creepy.

died.

The mourning god also died.

The four great gods under the command of the great god Jin Guang were all destroyed tonight.

Yoshikawa, the chief priest, fell from the bird's back to the ground in the dust. He looked at the scene of the bird god being beheaded in horror. He raised his head and wanted to say something, but fainted.

Hase Hidekazu and Akechi Mitsuhide came over to check on him, and seeing that he had indeed fainted, they did not make things difficult for him.

Not far away, having lost the bird god and the god who was responsible for the great sacrifice, the golden pillar of light gradually dimmed and finally turned into wisps of light smoke and dissipated.

At this point, all four altars of the Golden Light Sect tonight were destroyed.

The so-called grand sacrificial celebrations should also have been stopped, right?

Akechi Mitsuhide and others turned their eyes to Hiramiya Chiye, wanting to hear his opinion.

Pinggong Qianye didn't say anything, his eyes searching the sky.

There is only one altar left to be destroyed. Only after it is destroyed can tonight's operation be considered a complete success.

But the last altar had been hidden all this time, without even any noise, which was a bit abnormal.

About ten minutes later, Yoshikawa, who had fallen into a coma, woke up. He opened his eyes and saw strangers all around him. He quickly wanted to close his eyes and pretend that he had not woken up yet.

Snapped!

Hase Hideichi squatted down and slapped him on the old face, "Still want to pretend to be unconscious? Do you really think our eyes are useless?"

Snapped!

Seeing that Yoshikawa Shinto lying on the ground didn't want to open his eyes, Hase Shuichi slapped him again, making his cheek red and swollen instantly.

"Just cremate him directly. There's a ready-made fire here." Akechi Mitsuhide added.