I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 95 Fireball
Li Yu learned from Zhang Laodao, and now he is proficient in dozens of formulas, most of which are used to exorcise ghosts, exorcise evil spirits and avoid disasters, but they are not lethal.

What is really useful against the enemy is the five elements alchemy, especially water, earth, and wood.

Those who have advanced in these three schools are the greatest honor for Li Yu to turn danger into fortune.Ever since Zhang Laodao died and he went out to find an apprentice for him, he has been encountering big and small fights all the time.

Every time, Li Yu almost chose to fight alone. When killing Gao Lian, he didn't even bring a powerful helper like Da Qiao.

Because he is very confident in his alchemy, there are high and low spells, but even the same spell depends on the method and skill of the user.

So Zuo Ci ran away, Li Yu was not in a hurry, but rather relaxed, because if Zuo Ci made a move, it was very likely to attract a more powerful bald donkey.

There are no eggs under the nest, even if Zuo Ci can escape, he and Jinlian will surely die.

Facing the golden bell body of the old monk, Li Yu's thumb and index finger are connected together, and the overall gesture is naturally drooping.

The rain all over the sky, concentrated towards him, like a waterfall.

The old monk glared angrily, his whole body exuded a faint golden light, and with a shake of his hand, the wrapped garrison split open, revealing a vajra.

"Subduing demons and demons is the duty of my Buddhist disciples. If you obediently arrest you today, I will spare your life and take you back to the Daxiangguo Temple to accept the presiding over the shaving. I will allow you to repent in the temple for the rest of your life."

Li Yu's mind was focused on nothing else, his fingers changed, and his surroundings fell into an ice cave in an instant.

boom!
A huge ice spike fell from the sky and hit the old monk.

His feet were sinking into the mud, but his body remained motionless, and his golden light was even stronger.

The ice thorns shattered, scattered all over the ground, and turned into water vapor.

Two clay figurines crawled out of the water, wrapped around his ankles, and dragged the old monk's body into the mud.The face of the little clay figurine was full of expressions of sucking energy, and he would not let go of his hug, and there was even a sound of panting hard.

The old monk roared loudly, the vajra flew up and down, and the two clay figurines were instantly scattered.

He moved his steps, intending to step forward and kill Li Yu with the vajra pestle, but found that he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

Two vines danced back and forth in the rainstorm, lashing towards the old monk.These two vines are covered with thorns, and there is a big mouth at the end, which is full of mucus.

The old monk didn't try to stop the vines, and let them whip on him, making a dull sound, as if they had been whipped on a big bell.The thorns of the vines were all broken, and there was not even a single red spot left on the old monk's body.

"It's just a small skill, trying to break my golden body!"

He sacrificed the vajra and threw it towards the sky. The vajra hung horizontally in mid-air and slowly spun.A circle of Sanskrit characters appeared on the halo, like an extra sun in the heavy rain.

Every time the vajra pestle rotates a circle, a golden "卍" character will appear under the pestle, and it will be thrown down on Li Yu's head.

Li Yu hurriedly dodged, but the word "卍" seemed to have eyes, and it chased Li Yu and smashed it.

Li Yu dodged two, and the third one moved faster. With a movement of his hand, a rattan shield appeared in his hand, and he lifted it up to resist the next "卍".

The old monk sneered, clasped his hands together, and chanted with his eyes closed.

The glittering golden "卍" became faster and more numerous, and they fell on the head, pressing down Li Yu and the shield together.

Li Yu struggled to get out, his right leg was smashed into a pulp, with a terrified expression, he struggled to crawl away.

The old monk showed no mercy and continued to chant, completely smashing him to pieces.

The heavy rain continued to fall, but the mist dissipated at once, and the surrounding vines gradually disappeared, turning into a green light and returning to the giant tree in the forest.

The old monk let out a long sigh of relief, put away the vajra, and the light on his body slowly dissipated.

He was about to move forward when suddenly, his eyes revealed an unbelievable expression.

On his chest, small red dots appeared one after another, and there were more and more small red dots, and finally there was a puff, and blood began to spurt from his neck down.

Li Yu's body on the ground slowly dissipated and turned into a leaf.

The old monk only heard footsteps coming from behind, and the hurried voice of the young man who was fighting against him, "Hurry up, I don't know if there are any pursuers, I hope they don't think highly of me."

He knew that he had been fooled, so he guarded the last trace of his spiritual consciousness. The Daxiangguo Temple has a secret method, which can make such an unexpected monk come back to life with his dead body.

As long as the people in the temple find their own heads, they still have a chance.After I go back, the temple must issue a kill order for this young man.His alchemy has been cultivated to a very strong level, with the five elements in his hands, he really wants to kill a person, it can be hard to guard against.

In the matter of cultivation, one does not respect the heaven and the earth. People who practice are against the sky, but they are most afraid of the word "what if".And the Five Elements Alchemy has been cultivated to the extreme, and it is pervasive, and it is easy to capsize the big man in the gutter.

"Is everything packed?"

The boy's voice came again.

"Hmm." This time it was a girl's voice, and a horse neighing.

Da~da~da~
The sound of people stepping in the water
The old monk listened nervously, the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, the boy came over!

He raised his hand.
A fireball flashed on the finger.
"It's safer to burn it to ashes, so as not to be picked up by others." As soon as the words fell, the old monk discovered in horror that his head was on fire.

His consciousness wanted to escape, but was imprisoned by a piece of talisman, which was specially prepared for the soul of the consciousness.The old monk suddenly remembered the evaluation of the young man in the monastery: This is an alchemist who cheats money by selling fake amulets on weekdays.He often squeezes a fireball in his hand to scare ordinary people, but other than that, he has nothing to do.

Desperate
Li Yu rode on the Zhaoye Jade Lion and ran wildly in the rain with the golden lotus.

Zuo Ci could only run for his life, let alone him, this time he really "wanted to run after messing with the abbot".

Now Li Yu has completely tied himself and Lin Lingsu together. If he fails, he can't imagine what will happen to him.

Behind him, a crow was in the woods, watching the fight between the old monk and Li Yu.

After everyone left, the crow made a strange cry and flew into the rain.

It lay on the little monk's face, pecked off his eyeballs and swallowed it, then the crow's body slowly shrunk until it was the size of an eyeball, and got in through the hole where the eyeball had been pecked out.

The dead body twitched and stood up slowly, the wound on the little monk's chest slowly healed itself, and an eyeball grew out of the empty bloody eye socket.

The little monk stood up slowly, as if resurrected.

He walked around happily in the heavy rain, looked at his new body, and was very satisfied. After standing up, he put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, so your name is Cui Daocheng. From now on, the little monk is Cui Daocheng." Daocheng."

(End of this chapter)