Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 28 Deception Sorcery, Small Precepts

In the wilderness, the old trees are rugged, the green leaves have fallen, and the branches of the strange trees form black shadows like claws raised high, projecting on the ground.

A fat figure wrapped in a brown robe sat leaning against a tree.

On the branch opposite, perched a strange bird with green hair and yellow claws, with a full and fat beak.

This bird can speak human words, and its voice is hoarse: "Master Miaosong, are you really not going?"

Master Miaosong's brown clothes are loose, and on his head is a brown cotton hat with layers of layers. His skin is almost the same color as the clothes. When he smiles, he reveals his fine and white teeth. He said: "Snakes have snake ways, mice have rat ways." , We practice tricks, we don’t want to see others are good, we will inevitably become enemies if we deal with each other, of course it’s best not to deal with each other.”

The strange bird shook its wings: "Those Taoists and monks dismissed us as evil ways, but we were powerless to refute it, precisely because they knew how to unite and belonged to the same group in name."

"As for us, these years we have been declining day by day, and we are no longer the honored guests of those wealthy and noble people. Even the materials needed for the practice have to be done by ourselves. Don't you feel unwilling?"

Master Miaosong just smiled and didn't speak.

"Well, three chances are enough for you. If you don't come three times, I hope you won't regret it in the future."

The green-feathered bird quacked and laughed twice, and flew away.

Master Miao Song waited for it to fly away, then tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of phlegm: "Hey, if someone invites you, maybe I'll go and have a look too, but that crazy woman's host must make some noise, I How dare you go?"

"It's better to take advantage of the yin and earth shaking this time, and the lingering rhyme is still there, to collect more blood from the mother and baby, and it will be enough for me to push the small precepts to a higher level. When the time comes... hehehe!"

He sat under the tree and waited, scratching his thighs and lower back impatiently from time to time.

There was a sound of jumping in the forest, and a zombie in sackcloth with its hair and beard melted approached, opened its mouth, and spewed out a puff of red smoke.

Miao Song opened the small cloth bag around his waist, and when he went up to meet him, he put all the red smoke into the bag, and the bag bulged slightly, then deflated again.

Miao Song's big eyeballs pressed to the mouth of the bag and took a look. The inner wall of the cloth bag was as fine and smooth as snake scales, and the smoke condensed on the inner wall into red droplets, which flowed into the puddle of blood at the bottom.

"Okay, Ah Liu, the one you're looking for is not bad. It's close to giving birth. The last three times Ah Wu found it, they were all just pregnant. You are much stronger than him."

Miao Song tightened the cloth bag, opened a pocket on the right waist, took out two black pills and stuffed them into the nostrils of the sackclothed zombie, thinking to himself.

"I have passed through several nearby villages and towns. It is only a few dozen miles away from the Heitian Zun Temple. It is better not to be greedy. I will change the place tomorrow morning, so as not to be surrendered and killed like the previous few. The feeding of a secret medicine."

There was another sound in the forest, Miao Song raised his eyes and saw a ragged zombie rushing back.

While the zombie was jumping, its face and nose melted and crooked, which attracted Miaosong's attention.

"not good."

Miao Song took out a few pills and crushed them, and sprinkled them forward with his fat hand, the powder flew like an arrow, hitting the corpse in rags.

His chubby fingers changed two spells, the zombie in rags jumped on the spot, turned back, the zombie in sackcloth also rushed in that direction, and ran into the deep forest without looking back.

The zombie turned around and rushed forward, the autumn flute waved the sword to meet him, but the people around him were much faster than him, like a tiger crossing a ravine, he jumped in a big step, rushed into the middle palace, directly stuck the zombie's neck in rags, and pushed it Crash into the latter zombie.

Two zombies stacked on top of each other and knocked down.

Guan Luoyang stomped on his feet, and ran away, chasing after the mage in brown clothes.

Qiu Di rushed over, took out a cinnabar pill from his bosom with his left hand, and wiped it on the sword. A sword pierced through the necks of the two zombies, nailing them to the ground together.

The brown-clothed mage was big and fat, but extremely sensitive. Sensing the sound of the wind, he tiptoed around and hid behind a tree.

Guan Luoyang directly waved his hand and smashed the tree trunk, hitting the brown robe, but a cloud of smoke spewed out from under the brown robe, and there was no one there.

Qiu Di shouted: "Blinding the eyes, look at the ground."

In fact, before he could remind him, Guan Luoyang had already heard the sound of the other party stepping on the soil, and kicked the small tree that was broken just now to that side.

The air trembled, and the fat man, who was only wearing a lining, showed his body, bent over to avoid the small tree, turned around and punched him straight.

The fist as big as the vinegar bowl collided with Guan Luoyang's fist with the sound of the wind. It was supposed to be a violent collision, but Guan Luoyang felt like he had hit a ball of cotton full of water in his hand.

It was damp and heavy, and it seemed that a layer of thick fog suddenly covered it, trying to envelop the skin of the head and face.

Guan Luoyang raised his eyebrows and shook his shoulders, subconsciously closed his pores, his skin tightened and exerted force, his air pierced through the sky, his clothes were shaken by the force from his skin, and there was a snap.

A circle of mist visible to the naked eye dispersed from his body, with a fishy smell.

Miao Song retreated three steps in a row, the big gold rings hanging on the earlobes on both sides shook, and exclaimed: "This is the achievement of the Water Fire Immortal Clothes? It's just jumping stiff and hurting people, you actually sent such a master ?!"

He probably misunderstood something, gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "It seems that someone has guessed my identity, no matter what, then I won't hide it, and see if you can keep me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clasped his palms together and slapped his chest, closing his lips and making a dull sound.

"I, hold, quit!"

Three-character phrases, syllables frustrating.

The fat flesh on Miaosong's face is arched from the cheeks, the eyebrows are raised high, and the skin and flesh are tense and hardened everywhere, forming an exaggerated majesty like a statue of a heavenly king in a temple.

His eyelids drooped and turned, and the golden light was faintly revealed between the seven orifices.

The cold wind blows from his body in all directions, and the majesty weighs heavily on his heart.

Seeing his appearance at this moment, Qiudi had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and lost his voice: "It's that villain Miaosong!"

Master Miaosong, who was quite well-known many years ago, claimed to practice Buddhism orthodox Dharma. He used medicine to save people in Jiaozhou Prefecture, and was highly respected by the local rich and native people.

Even the eminent monks of famous temples such as Nalanda Temple and Beiye Temple also discussed friendship with him, and they were accompanied by servants when they went in and out, and the believers embraced each other.

It's just that Master Yanglian of Motian Temple lost face because of a few quarrels between his disciples and him, so he went to the door himself and forced a fight.

Everyone knew that Yang Lian's anger was still rooted in him, and he was domineering. They guessed that there were many things wrong with him, and everyone supported Miao Song.

Unexpectedly, with Yang Lian's slap, she broke the disguise of Master Miaosong, revealing the real root of his evil practice.

It is a small precept method derived from the practice of Buddhist practitioners. It pays attention to keeping the precepts and self-discipline. The stricter the precepts, the more sincere the heart and the deeper the mana.

Ordinary children, it is extremely difficult to only abide by the killing, sex, and lust rings, and do not move these two desires. If you want to succeed in the small precepts, in addition to the most basic precepts, the precepts you set for yourself are often even stricter. to an unreasonable degree.

Those who can practice this spell are mostly eminent monks, and this is also the main reason why many eminent monks praised Miao Song before.

But Miaosong's real practice method is to combine the sorcery of the ancient Annan Kingdom, using the heart and blood of the pregnant person as a guide, and taking the unborn pure thoughts of the fetus as a cover, so as to obtain a small The mana of the precepts does not have to really follow the precepts.

If he is so vicious, he will be entangled with resentment for a long time. As long as the magic power is broken, everyone can see the fishy smell coming out of his bones.

Master Yang Lian knocked him back from the medium state to the low state with a palm, and revealed the truth, but he triggered the spell that he had cast on the children of the wealthy family earlier, causing a commotion, and fled while taking advantage of the chaos.

In recent years, there are still many eminent monks in the temple who feel ashamed of what happened back then, secretly and unremittingly pursue his whereabouts.

Looking at his momentum now, he has clearly returned to the peak of the past, how many people will be killed during this period?

Qiudi was filled with shock and anger, Guan Luoyang only looked at him coldly, and said with a quick finger: "You alone instigated these zombies to harm people? Do you have any accomplices?"

"Companion? Junior, do you think I am you Taoist priests, so you dare not go on the road alone?"

With a shake of his shoulders, Miaosong opened his frame, his hands were like a bear about to catch him, and he aimed at Guan Luoyang's flaws, "I didn't want to expose my identity, so I just gave you two jumps to give credit to you, since it's aimed at Guan Luoyang I'm a master here, so my life depends on my ability..."

"Only you!"

Guan Luoyang swiped down with his right hand, and the bronze pattern flashed by, forcibly splitting the tall tree next to it that was nearly a foot thick, and then turned his left hand to fish it up.

At a height of more than four feet from the fracture, the five fingers of his left hand sank deep into the tree trunk, grabbed the whole tree, and smashed the fracture towards Miaosong.

Miao Song was caught off guard, so he could only cross his hands to block the big tree's impact.

The place where the trunk broke was uneven, and when it hit Miaosong's magically protected arms, the wood chips that hit it flew around, bursting into several cracks.

But the strength controlling this tree might not be several thousand catties, knocking Miaosong to the ground with one blow.

In the close combat just now, it seemed that he almost got poisoned by something. This time, Guan Luoyang grabbed a tree and smashed someone, his waist, hips and knees were united, and he fell together.

The tree trunk was lifted about a foot, and then smashed again, one after another, without giving Miaosong a chance to breathe.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom! !

When the moonlight is just right, it can be seen from several miles away. Here is the top of a tree, shaking violently.

When the tree trunk fell again, Guan Luoyang stopped and pushed the tree aside when the feedback was no longer the reaction force of touching a hard object, but the sound of bones cracking.

The protective mana of the Little Precepts was smashed by pure violence. Miaosong's entire torso was sunken deeply into the mud, her limbs were warped upwards, her face was distorted, and seven holes were bleeding.

Qiudi walked over slowly, and glanced at the corpse: "Guan, Brother Guan..."

Guan Luoyang looked back, seeing Qiudi's shocked appearance, he was taken aback for a moment, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood. But it shouldn't be too much for a person like this to die in such a way Bar."

Qiudi shook her head again and again: "No, no, no, this villain is famous far and wide. Brother Guan is a good killer. I want to say..."

He raised the sword in his hand, "Can you let me poke twice too."

(End of this chapter)