Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 58 Going, Coming

People stand at thirty, are not confused at forty, know the destiny at fifty, are obedient at sixty, and are old and rare at seventy.

After the age of 80, the octogenarian.

Taigong Huangtou is less than two months away from his 80th birthday.

In history, it is very rare for people of this age to participate in rebellion. Even if a few can be found from the vast history, it is definitely because they have unavoidable difficulties.

As for Huangtou Taigong, he is known as the number one sect sorcerer in the Cochin Fifteen Mansions, and has a high reputation. Whether it is Jiuying and Jiuhe from Zhenwu Temple, or those eminent monks from Nalanda Temple, they all pay respect to him. A senior.

His direct disciples have been handed down for four generations. There are more than four hundred disciples from all over the country. With my own ability and the relationship with the teacher, I made a fortune in the local area and became an official.

Such an extensive network of relationships naturally requires close contacts with the government. When Huangtou Taigong was [-]th birthday, the magistrate would come to celebrate his birthday in person to show the closeness of the relationship.

With such momentum, anyone can see that Huangtou Taigong's family is already a beneficiary of the current Cochin situation.

He worked desperately to help people rebel, and there must be damage in the middle, destroying the personal connections established over the years. Even if the rebellion is really successful in the end, the rewards that can be fed back to him may not be as much as they are now.

Anyone with a clear mind would not do things that are related to their wealth and life, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, Qiushi and the others never expected that Huangtou Taigong would make a move at this time.

Even Hanami, when she first hooked up with this old guy, she felt unbelievable. She wondered if this old guy wanted to lure snakes out of their holes and put bait for fishing. After several times of cooperation, they gradually deepened and gained each other's love. trust.

When he chopped down with the first axe, relying on Lu Banshu's understanding of the structure of the house, he destroyed the entire house and the Fengshui altar. With the second axe, he killed the four mages who were caught off guard in one fell swoop.

These four people seemed to be stabbed by a large amount of invisible dry rotten wood, and their five sense organs were suddenly filled, their mouths were wide open, their eyes, nose and ears were bleeding together, their throats gurgled twice, and they died of exhaustion.

Seeing the four corpses falling down, Grandpa Huangtou's face became radiant, his murderous aura grew stronger, he fixed his eyes on those figures in Taoist robes, and swung the third ax out.

Luban's magic is borrowed from the surrounding houses.

An invisible force scraped across the air, and hundreds of tiles on the broken roofs that had been in disrepair for a long time rushed toward Qiushi and the others with a clatter.

Qiu Shi and the other juniors had a perfect understanding. As soon as they fell among the ruins, they each swept their legs in one direction, kicked away the debris, and gained room for movement.

Everyone fine-tuned their steps, their long swords pointed outward in unison, and their movement was like a circle.

The tiles scattered from all directions were all shot down by them.

But at this time, the soldiers in the northern part of the town were showing signs of defeat, and some nine-foot giants rushed towards them.

Qiu Shi, Master Gao Dian and others did not dare to resist the impact of these giants in a hurry, so they had to retreat together, using the houses in the town to cross streets and alleys, and deal with these nine-foot giants.

Master Xuluo chanted the mantra of the oriental pharmacist Liuliguangwang Tathagata, swayed to the left and right, took a step forward and a step back, and a cloud of insects as big as his whole body scattered around.

Countless bugs swept forward with a buzzing sound.

Unlike when he competed with Guan Luoyang in the arena, this time, Master Xu Luo made a deadly move, and all the bugs contained in his body flew out.

The flying insects had very little effect on those nine-foot giants. At most, they were asked to close their eyes, raise their shields, and protect their faces. The bites and poisons of the insects basically had no effect on them.

But among these flying insects, some deadly poisonous insects with brighter colors are sneaking towards Mr. Huangtou.

The colored paper on Huangtou Taigong's body fluctuated layer by layer, and from between the layers of the paper, red and yellow smoke filled the air, flying to the nearby insects, being smoked to death one after another, and falling to the ground.

He walked slowly among the nine-foot giants, his movements were much slower than those around him, and his stature also appeared much shorter.

But for such an old man, the threat of a small ax is the strongest in the whole place.

Even, as if using him as the spearhead, it led the dozens of nine-foot giants around them to form a shadow of death, approaching the mages step by step.

These two groups retreated and chased, going from west to south.

After the defense line in the north of the town was defeated, the remaining soldiers could only rely on the cover of buildings everywhere to fight and flee, delaying time.

If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the path of their struggle basically spreads from the north, and then gradually converges to the south.

This is just a small town. Of course, the layout of the houses will not be too particular. There is no main road running through the central axis from north to south.

But there are people jumping and fighting along this central axis on rooftops of all sizes.

"Yang Lian, you have a big beard. You can still improve in the past few years. It's not easy. Unfortunately, you are not as diligent as I am."

Hua Mi's words were sarcasm, the places under her feet were rotten bricks and earthen walls, and some were crumbling tiles. No matter what kind of terrain, when she stepped on it, it seemed as if she had touched it, and her body was stable. When the past.

Swords and shadows danced with her figure, chasing house after house in the air, never leaving Great Master Yang Lian's vitals.

Mantis Sect's boxing footwork, after practicing to the highest level, two three-foot-long, four-inch-wide, painted thin wooden boards are tied under the feet, and they can even run hundreds of feet on water. hold her.

On the other hand, Master Yanglian, relying on Baoribu's magic to control the flames, every time the wide monk's robe dances, he glides away with the heat in his arms.

This is also an extremely clever movement technique, only in this way can he barely keep a distance of about two feet from Hanami's sword, so as not to be stabbed directly.

Hearing Hua Mi's ridicule, his heart was filled with anger, and he couldn't help scolding: "That old dog Huangtou, he is getting old and confused, and he will not be safe at the end of the year. What kind of ecstasy soup did you give him?"

"Even if there is no him, there are only twenty or so of you, and if you disturb the Yin Qi, it will at most make the princes and grandchildren feel dizzy."

Hua Mi said coldly, "Hundreds of years of experimentation, hard work of several generations, and the turmoil of the Chengyin Earthquake and the turbulence of the sea and earth have made this amazing army. You think that you can see some flaws, but you really are." Is it so easy to be restrained?"

Grand Master Yang Lian was very hot-tempered, and was about to retort, when suddenly a chill ran down his spine, alarm bells rang in his mind, and he stood abruptly, stepping on a roof ridge, with his feet shoulder-width apart.

The ten toes tensed and buckled down, and the hands also exerted force almost simultaneously, and the ten fingers flexed or stirred, forming a seal.

In an instant, it seemed as if there were eight streams of flaming energy rising up from under his feet, like eight petals of a lotus flower closing together, covering his whole body as if it were real or unreal.

In the surrounding air, dozens of hundreds of squeaks sounded superimposed, and multiple depressions appeared on the body-protecting lotus.

All sorts of strange insects, each smaller than a sesame seed, like multi-horned worms, wingless beetles, and four-legged white spiders, are embedded on the body-protecting lotus.

Most of Nanyang's lowering masters wear loose hakamas, which are for the convenience of storing various Gu objects.

Hua Mi's body is only a strong outfit, with her navel exposed, her sleeves reach her elbows, and her trousers reach her knees, but with a snap of her fingers, the lowering head that is spread out silently is already better than the Gu hidden all over the body of many lowering head masters. There are many things.

There are five depressions on this lotus, which just correspond to the face of Master Yanglian. It looks like there are no bugs in it, but it is constantly smoking, almost eroding and penetrating the lotus.

And the five erosion marks, at first glance, look like a grotesque smiling face that is smoking.

"Ugly face light smoke, smiling Jiuquan"!
It doesn't need any other medium, and you can cast Gu with smoke, which is a higher level of attainment than flying head drop in the head drop technique.

Those who have been hit by this kind of head-down will have mixed emotions, six desires rushing to the brain, and can't control their emotions.

In the early years of Jianwu, there was a monster in Nanyang who used this method to control hundreds of people at the same time. Women thought they loved him until death, and men thought they were loyal to him, but they didn't know it. They just lowered their heads to control their lust.

Later, Chen Yonghua picked up the Juque Sword of the Shenbing, selected a thousand elite soldiers, and entangled in the mountains for more than half a month before eradicating this person.Chen Yonghua, who has always been personable and capable of both civil and military skills, was so angry at this person's behavior that he flogged the corpse and exposed it to the sun for 57 days, and wrote down [-] crimes.

Grand Master Yang Lian recalled some of the shocking things mentioned in the indictment, and suddenly many beads of sweat the size of red beans oozed from his forehead.

The mana vitality in his whole body rushed towards the five blue smokes, knocking out five clusters of flames hanging in the air, killing the smoke Gu, he felt that his own strength had also lost nearly [-]% in a flash.

With a sweep of Hua Mi's blade, he cut open the lotus flower and his monk's robe.

Great Master Yang Lian struck with the other sleeve and smashed the blade away.

Hanami leaped forward and hit his chest with her knee, knocking Master Yanglian off the roof.

General Yu led a group of remnants and defeated generals, and was about to take the King of Yue to escape, when he saw Master Yanglian falling down in mid-air and rolling a few times.

"cough!"

Yang Lian vomited a mouthful of blood, pressed one hand to the ground, barely supported and fell to the ground.

Qiu Shi and the others also retreated here at this time.

In the alleys ahead, nine-foot giants came chasing after them with their shields in hand, and some even directly knocked down the door frames and tore down the ruins.

King Yue sat on a chair at the door, behind the leaky roof, there were futons and spiritual tablets in the yard, the words on the wooden tablets were blurred, the red paint was mottled, yellow curtains hung down from the beams, full of cobwebs .

It seems that this place used to be the ancestral hall of the town, but the walls and portals everywhere were also damaged.

"The Yao family in Jiaozhi already ruled the roost in Chengyin Mansion 80 years ago. Rumors have it that they want to be kings. It's just that when the scholar Chen Yonghua regained Jiaozhi, the Yao family surrendered and was able to protect the whole family. Later, the imperial court reduced the power of the Yao family and separated them. Moved to Jiaozhou, Tsinghua, Dongning prefectures."

"After so many years, the Yao family in Tsinghua Prefecture still has the intention of repeating itself, colluding with Ma Qiang and pirates. This king is well aware of these things. Do you really think you can make things happen?"

King Yue raised his head and looked over, he was obviously injured and weak, and felt more and more pain. It was a bit difficult to even get up, but in terms of momentum, it still seemed that he was the one who was condescending and scrutinized all sides.

"Hehehe!"

Hua Mi laughed and said, "If you really know everything about me, do you know what my life experience is? Do you know about the five hundred heavenly kings and grandchildren, and the Huangtou Taigong? Oh, this is the last part, it doesn't matter."

The king of Yue was solemn and solemn, but the people on the roof laughed out of shape.

"I want to delay time. In fact, I really like to see capable and powerful people with a tough mouth when they are desperate. It's a pity that people like you look better when they are dead."

With a smile, Hanami held the sword like a command flag and waved lightly, "Do it!"

Many nine-foot giants were killed together, and the remaining soldiers and mages joined forces to fight, and the circle of resistance shrank and narrowed.

In the dilapidated house next to the ancestral hall, Guan Luoyang heard the sound of fighting close at hand, curled up, and straightened up little by little.

Daoist Jiuying stretched out both hands, pressing on his shoulders.

"Mount Tai collapses in the front, but its color does not change. The elk rises to the left but does not blink its eyes. At a critical moment, if it moves, it will damage the triple burner. There is no rush."

He could hear the sounds of his disciples fighting outside, and even crying out in pain, but at this time, the more he couldn't move, the more he calmed down, there was a slight chance of recovery.

Through the crack of the withered door, the colorful clothes floated up, Grandpa Huangtou struck down again with an axe, Qiushi's long sword fell, his right arm seemed to have no bones, blood spilled from his fingers.

How can my friend... die in front of me...

Guan Luoyang blinked slowly and heavily, and a bronze halo climbed from both sides of his cheeks, forming knots on his forehead.

The heat rushes back and forth in the body, pressing into the deepest part of the bones, mercury, blood and silver marrow, and the rush of blood becomes pure.

His hair was like blood. His short hair grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was heat in the hair.

Jiuying's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she felt that what she was touching was like a general's cannon weighing several thousand kilograms that was about to explode.

"Namo Heluotana Duolaye, Namo Alaye, Polukadi Shuobalaye..."

There are singing voices, musical instruments playing, wooden fish beating, and the rhyme of the music is melodious and high-bodied, mellow and long.

Dozens of people's voices sang this song in chorus. As soon as they heard it, it only made people feel that it was a ballad reverberating in the deep courtyard of the ancient temple on the mountain.

If you listen carefully, you will feel that it is a mantra, a Buddhist scripture, and a mantra.

"Bodhisattva, Mahasattva..."

People outside the house heard the sound earlier than those inside.

On the sparsely overgrown street, there was a row of 48 monks, all dressed in gray.

The old ones seemed to be in their sixties and seventies, and the young ones were in their thirties and forties. They beat the wooden fish together, played music, chanted mantras, and approached here.

"The people from Landa Temple?!"

The movements of the nine-foot giants became sluggish, as if their limbs and joints suddenly became stiff, and the movements of turning around and waving their arms became as if they were deliberately doing slow motion.

Some of the soldiers, who had already been spared, were able to escape from under their shields.

Huami's voice was sharp, and he shouted: "Mujia, you 48 monks, as long as you leave the Nalanda Temple, you will lose five or six years of life at least, and more than ten years at most. Back then, you all knew how to protect yourself, so you come out today to die? ?!!"

"Namo Amitabha!"

Abbot Muga's face turned blue, purple lips and white beard, clasped his palms together, and replied slowly, "My old friend invites you for the kindness of saving your life in Hesi. The old monk and others have no choice but to come here in order to repay the kindness."

Hua Mi wondered: "Impossible, who can be said to have saved lives for the entire Nalanda Temple?"

Abbot Mujia stopped responding and began to sing incantations.

A few nights ago, he was in the abbot's room, and when he was singing the same incantation, he saw a figure shaking outside the window.

In addition to the moonlight, there is one more light.

A Taoist smiled outside the window and said, "Master Abbot, do you still remember that three years ago, when the poor Taoist visited your temple, he found a change in the ground veins of your temple in the well, and all the eminent monks in the temple have read evil spells for many years, and they are all in danger of possessing demons?"

"Jiuhe Layman reminds the old monk, and the monks in the temple can wake up in time. How can the old monk forget it?"

At that time, Master Mujia smiled and said, "The layman is visiting at night, why don't you come in for a while?"

"No need, the poor way back to the world, there is only one thing to ask..."

It was a ghost who was about to die forever, and made a plea to the shocked monk.

So, 48 monks left the Nalanda Temple, walked day and night, followed the river to the border of Chengyin Mansion, followed the sound of cannons, and stepped here.

Abbot Mujia remembered his compassion and sang loudly.

"Namo Amitabha--"

(End of this chapter)