Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 179
The seventh mural quickly weathered and disappeared on the cliff stone carvings, and the fog around the cliff stone carvings suddenly became thicker, and it would not disperse.

In an instant, all the pressure was on the first mural.

On the smooth stone wall, only this vague trace is still struggling to support it.

Gong Mengbi was extremely worried, wondering if Yan Chixia could withstand it, but she didn't have the extra energy to distract him.

His painting was almost finished, and all his mana and spirit were involved in it. Once he was distracted, his success would fall short.

The movements of his hands suddenly accelerated, and there was nothing else in his eyes.

The moon god with a human face and a bird body retracted its wings and landed behind him, as if turning into a hazy shadow and pounced on him, covering him in the watery moonlight.

The Moon Goddess turned into a tall god dressed in feathers, her face could not be seen clearly, and her figure moved with Gong Mengbi's movements, revealing unparalleled spirituality.

Flying to the moon and ascending to the gods, incarnation of the god in the middle of the moon, at this moment the method of flying to the moon revealed extraordinary magic, Gong Mengbi waved his white tail, and the moonlight was taken by him, and the entire unfinished mural began to emit light .

At this time, Yan Chixia was also facing an unprecedented crisis in the place where the monk was buried.

Blossoming orchids made a comeback, full of ghosts, all over the entire monk's burial place.

Those monks could do nothing about it, no matter how sharp the sword in Yan Chixia's hand, these orchids would still be inexhaustible, because the magic power of Raksha Ghost Mother was constantly eroding over.

All of a sudden, it was as if the sky had collapsed.

The corpses of the monks looked around, only to see white mist pouring in like a vast ocean, submerging the entire place where the monks were buried.

Yan Chixia looked around as if lost, but couldn't see anything.

He immediately understood that it must be Zhenru's thought that didn't stop Zhenniang, the only place left in the whole world of reality and fantasy was his current foothold.

This also means that the Rakshasa ghost mother has come.

Although Yan Chixia couldn't see what was happening in the mist, she heard the sound of chanting scriptures ringing around her.

Rays of golden light emerged, illuminating the white mist and revealing the corpses of the monks within.

Yan Chixia stood among the monks, but was protected by them instead.

Except for the monks, the mountains, trees, tombs and grass have all disappeared.

In the mist, a huge shadow loomed.

Yan Chixia looked up, and the shadow gradually became clear. It was a huge statue of a goddess like a mountain.The holy image is made of mud and orchids. There are countless orchids growing on the mud, blooming in different colors, and turning into the facial features of the goddess, revealing the sacredness and strangeness, majesty and charm of the goddess of scattered flowers.

Yan Chixia's heart skipped a beat, feeling an unprecedented danger.

He should have fled with a flying sword, because the enemy in front of him was really beyond his ability to deal with.

But thinking about what Gong Mengbi said, he felt that he could try again.

The holy image of the Flower Scattering Goddess looked down at the chanting monks and said, "Don't read it anymore. After reading it for so many years, you haven't read it enough, and I have listened enough."

The sound of the monks chanting sutras did not stop, and the goddess of scattered flowers did not move.When the chanting was over, the goddess of scattered flowers said: "I also heard that you have finished reading this last scripture, why don't you let me go?"

The monks glanced at the Scattering Flower Goddess, then at Yan Chixia, and then all of them were eroded like wind and sand, flying, and disappeared in the mist, leaving only a little bit of golden sand, which did not retreat, but fell on Yan Chixia. On Chixia's body, he was dyed into a golden man.

The goddess of scattered flowers frowned, and orchids fell from her brows, and then grew again.

She looked at Yan Chixia and said, "I don't know how to flatter you."

Yan Chixia's whole body was wrapped in golden sand, as if infinite power blessed him.

The relics and Buddhist teachings of the monks of the past dynasties condensed on him, and it seemed to open up his five senses and six consciousnesses in an instant, allowing him to enter a state of knowing without knowing, and knowing without knowing.

Sanhua Tiannv is not afraid of Dharma, so these Dharma are useless to her, but they can enhance Yan Chixia's mana and insight, and protect him from escape from Sanhua Tiannv.

The Goddess of Scattering Flowers pressed down lightly with her palm, as if a mountain peak was falling on her head.

Yan Chixia patted the sword box lightly, and the flying sword rolled him up, turning him into a flying rainbow and flying away into the distance.

If it had been before, Yan Chixia would have pierced through the palm directly, but at this moment he suddenly knew that once he fell into it, he would be attacked by the inner phase Rakshasa ghost mother, so he could only distance himself.

The Scattering Flower Goddess and the Rakshasa Ghost Mother are one body and two phases, changing reality and reality, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

Yan Chixia fled with a flying sword, but the goddess of scattering flowers followed closely behind, unable to shake off at all.

The Goddess of Scattering Flowers suddenly stretched out her hand, and picked it up towards Yan Chixia like picking flowers. Yan Chixia flew away with her flying sword, clearly moving forward, but seemed to be falling back and forth, falling into the hands of the Goddess of Scattering Flowers.

Yan Chixia turned around to look, and she knew that this was the supernatural power of the celestial maiden, and she had the spirit of shrinking thousands of mountains to take the sun and the moon.

Just looking at it is clear, but there is no solution.

The fifth-rank realm and the seventh-rank realm are the difference between the middle third rank and the lower third rank, and across a large realm is a world of difference.

Among them, the mysteries of spirit and spirit cannot be overcome by knowing.

Yan Chixia let out a breath, and said in her heart: "Brother Gong, I'm desperate!"

Yan Chixia stretched out her hand, and the flying sword landed in front of her. He reached out and took out a jade talisman, stretched out his hand a little, and the jade talisman turned into invisible qi and landed on the flying sword, imprinting the talisman on the flying sword.

"Xuan Yuan Zu Qi, the true form of Nine Suns!"

Pure Yang True Fire ignited on the flying sword, and Yan Chixia's mana surged wildly all over her body, and the sword became one, turning into a lion shape, baring its teeth and claws, and fell into the hands of the Scattering Flower Goddess.

In just a moment, the lion broke free from the palm of the celestial maiden, and with infinite flames, it rushed towards the forehead of the celestial maiden of scattered flowers.

When the sword was thrust out, the Scattering Flower Goddess sat still, the sword light fell on her forehead, and countless orchids grew up to catch the sword light.

The soil swelled like a living thing, the orchids grew and died, and the branches and leaves turned into fly ash.

Jian Guang and Lan Hua were in a stalemate, and Yan Chixia knew that they really couldn't beat them.

A slender hand suddenly stretched out from the forehead of the goddess, and then the upper body of the beautiful and graceful girl poked out from the soil, grabbed a jade orchid, and struck it on the sword light.

Jian Guang flew back, Yan Chixia fell into the thick fog, and the flying sword fell on him.

Yan Chixia coughed, put the flying sword into the sword case, and watched the Scattering Flower Goddess getting closer, but unexpectedly felt calm.

The Rakshasa Ghost Mother on the forehead of the Scattering Flower Goddess got into the soil again, and the orchid grew, and it was the same as before.

Scattering Flower Goddess looked at him and said, "Your heart is like a raging fire, you can be my Rakshasa ghost king."

When an invisible mana fell on Yan Chixia, he felt as if his heart was on fire, as if an infinite flame shot straight at the sky spirit, making him feel boundless anger.

But the golden dust on his body suddenly lit up, resisting the mana of the Scattering Flower Goddess.

Scattering Flower Goddess sneered, "Why should a dead ghost do something wrong?"

These golden sands gradually dimmed, seeing that Yan Chixia was about to fall into the hands of the Scattering Flower Goddess.

Suddenly a red shadow emerged from the white mist, swept Yan Chixia around, and fled into the mist.

(End of this chapter)