Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 512 How Dare You Come!Fighting in the palace!
Master Liu's teeth were chattering, and his clothes were completely drenched in sweat. Despite the blazing heat, he couldn't feel the heat at all, but felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"Evil, evil!"

The believer didn't answer, just sighed lightly and said, "It's an evil spirit."

"The evil spirit is in power, and people's hearts are poisoned. Who can cure it? Mage, can you?"

There seemed to be a kind of anticipation in the eyes of the good believer, but Master Liu couldn't answer him.

The believer's eyes dimmed, and he said: "Master, I will take my leave first, and I will look for you again at this time tomorrow. Don't worry, in front of the emperor, I am not here to harm you."

Master Liu saw with his own eyes that the believer's face seemed to have changed and changed back again, as if waking up from a dream, looking at the fallen tables and chairs, he asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

The breath that sent a chill down Master Liu's spine left, and Master Liu finally caught his breath.

Seeing this bewildered believer, Master Liu did not feel relieved, but felt even more heavy in his heart.

The person who took on this body of good faith, not necessarily a human being, foretells Master Liu's death, and also brings this sense of disaster that is approaching.

Master Liu's heart couldn't stop beating, giving him a sense of powerlessness and fate that he couldn't resist and escape.

The old mage is not a man of faith.

Even if it is fate, his life should not be taken away by others. His life has long been entrusted to the emperor.

The old mage took two breaths desperately and said, "Sinxin, you have just been possessed by someone."

The believer's face suddenly showed a horrified expression, his whole body was shaking, and he said: "They are here to take their lives, they are here to take their lives."

"Calm down!" Master Liu drank with a sullen face, and said, "With the emperor's protection, who can harm you?"

The venomous sun was setting and shining outside the window, and the inside and outside of the house seemed to be two worlds.

Noon on the second day.

The gate of Fuji Temple is closed and no longer accepts pilgrims.

In the Emperor's Hall, Master Liu led two disciples, surrounded the good believers, and the door of the hall was also tightly closed.

The believer showed an uneasy expression, and said, "Will he really come?"

Master Liu said: "If he dares to come, let him come and go before the emperor's seat. If he dare not come, it means nothing to worry about."

The good believer felt that it made sense, and his pale face and black eyes stretched, and he felt comforted.

Master Liu was waiting for the battle, the gully on his face became deeper and deeper. After three days of nightmares, the old mage's already yellow face became even more yellowish, and now his eyes were blue with purple, making him look more majestic and more fearsome.

Of course, the two disciples Huai Zhong and Huai Yi feared the most.

It's not that the two apprentices have never seen Master Liu get angry, but today's anger is completely different from the past.

The good believer could not sleep peacefully at night, sitting in the emperor's hall, smelling the reassuring fragrance in the hall, he felt drowsy.

He sat on the futon, suddenly lowered his head, nodded, and raised it again.

Master Liu saw that he was dozing off, so he shouted: "Don't sleep, it's more dangerous to fall asleep."

Shanxin raised his head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I didn't fall asleep."

Master Liu's face suddenly darkened, he looked at the good believer, the young man's eyes had a faint brilliance, not the tiredness and dullness that he had been unable to sleep for a long time in the past, his appearance was still the same, but it always made people feel It doesn't look exactly the same as just now.

Huaizhong and Huaiyi shook their spirits, rolled over and turned over, then picked up the dharma sword, one left and one right, pointing at the good believer.

When he spoke, his voice was already different from before.

Dressed in cassock and drawing gossip, and wearing a thunder scarf brocade yin and yang, Master Liu stood up from the futon, and faintly wanted to join the statue of the emperor, with divine majesty like a mountain, without anger.

"You still dare to come!"

Master Liu is holding a dharma sword, and the sword is full of divine power.

The good believer stood up slowly, looked around, and saw that there were huge yellow cloths hanging on the walls, doors and windows of the Emperor's Hall, with spells drawn on them.

On the blue bricks under the feet, a huge magic circle is depicted.

The magic circle, exorcising evil spirits and subduing demons, and trapping this good believer in it is already Master Liu's exhaustion, exhaustion of capital, and exhaustion.

But the believer just laughed and said, "Compared with me not coming, you must hope that I can come."

Master Liu yelled: "You ghost, occupying the human body, bewitching the way with evil words, what are you trying to do!"

Shanxin said quietly: "You still don't believe it."

He looked at Master Liu, smiled again, and said, "No, you believed it. You know what I said is true, but you are afraid, you have fear in your heart."

"You didn't set up the talisman to send me down, but you were lucky, thinking that apart from me, you would not go to the fate of death."

"Master, your heart is not firm, and your spirit is uncertain."

Master Liu was furious, pointed his sword to the sky, and recited mantras.

"Go to the ancestors with all my heart, seek relief from the suffering in the world, no lingering diseases, and support the peace of heaven."

The Dharma sword points to the sky, and you get the celestial phenomenon, and it comes flying, the sword energy is invisible, and it goes straight to the face of the good faith.

The devotee swayed slightly, and his figure disappeared in front of Master Liu. The magic circle could not trap him at all, allowing him to come and go freely.

The sword energy pierced through the air, but hit the air.

Huaizhong and Huaiyi joined Master Liu together, chanting mantras, and the two of them flew forward with two swords, stabbing at the believer.

"Ten stems and twelve branches, 28 hosts, the gods and jade girls heard about it, and all of them descended on my pestle."

The believer suddenly leaned back to avoid their dharma swords, and then stretched out his hand to lead them, and the two of them hit the wall, screaming in pain, and the dharma swords were released from their hands.

Master Liu's mantra has been connected.

"The sword shines from its own light, and dares to block demons, and the gourd stores the elixir, so as to overcome the suffering of ordinary people."

Master Liu came with a sword, and the divine power from the statue of the emperor fell on him, making him as if a vajra was indestructible, with light shining all over his body, and the sword was bright, piercing the chest and abdomen of the believer.

The good believer stretched out his hands, closed them suddenly, and clamped the dharma sword in his palms.

There is also a light in his palm, resisting the sword light, it can't hurt his palm.

Master Liu's mind was shocked, and it was already a great skill to strike the sword with empty hands, but the might of the magic sword was borrowed from the statue of the emperor, how could it be resisted?

"Prison shackles, fire and plague, swords and soldiers are imminent, and there are dangers and obstacles along the way."

Master Liu held the sword in both hands, with divine power added to his body, and he kept casting spells in his mouth, pushing the believer back continuously.

The devotee kept backing away until he reached the edge of the wall, and actually walked upright against the wall backwards, like a big spider, and would not fall.

He stretched out his hand to guide, Master Liu's dharma sword was empty again, pierced a hole in the wall.

The believer turned over in the air and landed behind Master Liu, unscathed.

"All sufferings linger, hereby turn into soil, come at any time with your thoughts, and send me auspicious stars."

Master Liu slapped his palm backwards. In a trance, it seemed as if a statue of an emperor and a god came to reach out, and the strong wind came straight to the face of the believer.

There was a bang, like thunder!
(End of this chapter)