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Chapter 223 Sword Qi Fire Talisman
"What are fellow daoists looking at?"

Yang Qing looked at the gaps in the sculpture of the City God, and Bulu had already handed out the bread to the two little beggars, and he comforted him before coming to talk to him.

"I'm looking at this sculpture." Yang Qing's face remained unchanged, and he said with interest: "It seems a little different from my hometown."

"That's normal." Bulu said with a smile, "Qingping Prefecture has a vast territory, and there are inevitably differences in the statues enshrined in different places. The place is remote, and the villagers have limited knowledge, so it is reasonable to make mistakes.

Besides, it is difficult to continue practicing nowadays, and the gods from all walks of life have long gone, and who cares about the sculptures. "

"It makes sense." Shaking his head, Yang Qing no longer entangled in this matter, turned to the two little beggars and asked with a smile: "There are few people around here, what are you doing here?"

The two of them took advantage of the moonlight that penetrated through the windowless hole, and saw that he had a gentle smile, much more friendly than Bulu.

So he swallowed the bread in his mouth and said: "Someone asked us to come here to worship Lord Chenghuang, and said he would give us food to eat when we go back."

"who?"

"It's from the village in the north."

Yang Qing asked strangely: "Why don't they come to worship themselves? Besides, they didn't bring sacrifices when they asked you to come?"

The two shook their heads and said, "I only gave two steamed buns for us to eat on the way, and I said we can just go back tonight."

"Hmph! The hearts of the world are corrupt, and they actually use two beggars to make fun of boredom!"

Bu Lu said angrily, "It's absurd for two children to walk a hundred miles to worship in a wild temple in a barren mountain!"

Yang Qing looked at him and smiled: "Although the master is heretic, he has the heart of a bodhisattva."

Raising his hand to touch the bald head twice, Bulu laughed and said: "After all, the poor monk entered the Tao through the Dharma, making fellow Taoists laugh."

After speaking, he diligently went to the side to clean out two clean places, while Yang Qing walked up to the two little beggars, and handed them two pieces of fresh dried meat and water bags.

Seeing this, Bu Lu was surprised and said, "So you still have a magic weapon for storing things?"

Yang Qing patted the long sword on his waist: "This is also one of the effects of this sword."

"Tsk tsk." Monk Bulu smacked his lips and praised, "What a treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that he had lost his composure, and immediately stretched out his hand to guide him: "This corner has been cleaned up, fellow daoist, please rest quickly, and we will go on the road early tomorrow."

Seeing that the direction he pointed was not far from the left hand of the statue of the City God, Yang Qing thanked him with a smile, reached out and pressed the ground in front of the two beggars to get up, walked over and sat down cross-legged.

When he sat still, Bu Lu seemed extremely tired, yawned again and again, and fell asleep opposite him after a while.

After sitting for a while, Yang Qing leaned back against the wall and dozed off. At the same time, he spread his spiritual thoughts around the outside of the house to observe the situation in the temple from the outside.

In the deserted wilderness, this dilapidated temple stands alone between two hills, and it looks quite strange under the pale moonlight.

About half an hour later, the two little beggars on the other side had fallen asleep, and Bulu on the opposite side was also snoring slightly.

Suddenly, a very light smell mixed with a faint stench came out of the dim City God's Temple, which made one feel drowsy and confused.

At the same time, Yang Qing fell into the spiritual thoughts outside the courtyard, and suddenly saw the head of the statue beside him twist slightly to the left.

The movements appeared extremely rigid and rigid, and the smaller ones were almost indistinguishable.

However, at the next moment, City God's mouse eyes, which were originally stone sculptures, suddenly turned up, and the eyeballs turned blood red, and they frantically squeezed to the left in the eye sockets, looking at him greedily.

Yang Qing knew that he would never be wrong, but after waiting for a long time, he saw the eyes of the statue suddenly opened and closed again, and changed back to its original appearance.

At this moment, Bulu's snoring stopped abruptly, as if he woke up from a dream, he muttered twice and got up and called softly: "Young Daoyou? Didn't you bother me?"

He yelled twice and got no response, so he sat up slowly, and at the same time, the statue twisted violently as if it couldn't stand it anymore, and blood was in the eyes again!
"Wait a minute!"

Bulu raised his hand and loudly stopped him: "It's agreed, the person belongs to you, but this little boy's magic weapon is mine!"

"it is good……"

A sound like swallowing a handful of iron sand suddenly sounded in the temple, with a hoarse tone and sharp friction.

When the sound fell, the statue of the City God sitting in the middle suddenly began to drop stone chips from its mouth, and then the head of the stone statue began to shake violently.

When the stone debris fell away, what was revealed underneath was the head of a black-haired mouse about the size of a human being!

The head of this black-haired mouse was as big as a bucket, with faint blood in its eyes, and the black hairs all over its face stood upright like steel needles.

With its mouth full of fangs bared, it jumped down from the mud platform and landed in front of Yang Qing. The stone skin on its body immediately scattered all over the ground, revealing a huge rat body covered with black fur and a long tail like a steel whip.

Less than two feet away from Yang Qing, its nose twitched and sucked, narrowed its blood-red eyes and turned to look at Bulu: "This kid has pure spiritual roots, I can smell the fragrance from a mile away, where did you get it?" of?"

"This silly boy knocked on the door by himself." Bu Lu sneered, "A stunned young man who got lucky."

The corners of the Black-haired Rat's mouth could not stop drooling, and his eyes blinked quickly: "It's a pity that I was hungry for a few days, and I was tricked into sending two boys to serve meat, and you brought such a big gift, great, great! "

Speaking of which, it was about to rush forward, but Bu Lu stopped in front of it again: "You can enjoy it slowly after I get the magic weapon, and you should be able to transform into a further form after eating it.

Find a city at that time, eat as much as you want, what's the rush. "

The black-haired mouse grinned, and the blood-red eyes of the mouse were full of madness and impatience.

But it saw that Bulu did not refute in the end, turned its head and let out a piercing scream to the outside of the house.

Immediately, there were countless sharp screams from all around the temple, and a moment later, there were hundreds of thousands of black-haired mice gathered in the hills!

These mice were as small as rabbits, and the biggest ones were no different from domestic dogs. As soon as the rats entered the temple gate, they rushed straight to the two beggars in the corner on the other side.

"Let the little ones eat meat too!"

Seeing this, Bu Lu frowned and looked at it, then quickly stepped forward and reached out to touch the green bamboo sword on Yang Qing's waist.

But just as he stretched his hand halfway, he suddenly felt the flames in the temple burst into flames, followed by more than a dozen screams of rats coming to his ears.

Before he had time to watch it with the black-haired mouse spirit, he saw a three-foot-long line of fire cutting down from the sky above the roof with his own spiritual sense.

The blade-shaped line of fire pierced through the air, and the bang caused by the friction with the surrounding void almost deafened his ears!
"Hide!"

Surprised that something was wrong, Bulu yelled loudly the moment he fitted himself to dodge backwards.

However, it was already too late. The moment he smashed through the earth wall behind him and jumped into the courtyard, he saw flames and sword energy falling from the sky and chopping down from the center of the roof.

It just so happened that the black-haired mouse spirit and the whole temple were cut in half at the same time!

The scorching heat that filled the temple scorched the former's wound in an instant, and it fell to the sides without even a trace of blood flowing out.

Immediately, the sword energy sank into the ground, and after drawing a chasm of unknown depth, the overflowing flames burned a large number of black-haired mice to death.

Only the two beggars in the corner were shrouded in flames and were not injured at all.

"When did you... hey!"

Before Bulu's feet landed, his eyes full of resentment swept towards Yang Qing.

It's just that before he finished speaking, dozens of sword qi criss-crossing around him slashed through the air in front of him!
Frightened and angry, he shook his shoulders, and the cassock on his body immediately turned into a red cloud covering his whole body, blocking the sword energy.

But the sword energy seemed to be endless, it surrounded him, chopped, punctured and pierced him, piercing the cassock full of holes in just a moment.

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist Yang." Bulu exclaimed in surprise, "You have something to say, stop now!"

Standing up in the temple, Yang Qing stepped on the raging fire and walked out of the house slowly: "I wanted to use your hand to find a monster with both ends, but you gave me this kind of thing?"

"You want a monster?" Bulu begged for mercy while waving the broken cassock, "Just say what monster you want, why bother to play tricks on me.

You have received the sword energy, everything is easy to talk about! "

"No need, I'll find it myself."

"Do you think I'm really afraid of you!? It's no good for anyone to force me to work hard!"

"If you are so tough as soon as we meet, I still have some scruples about you, and I will take you seriously after playing so many tricks?"

Seeing that there was nothing to discuss, Bulu raised the unusable cassock in his hand, and shook the gourd he was riding before towards Yang Qing.

Then he flipped his palm upwards, and immediately a golden bowl burst out from his arms, blocking the infinite sword energy for him!
After fighting for a while, Yang Qing already realized that the state of Bulu should be the stage where the spirit has been preserved for a long time, but it has not yet been condensed, which is similar to Wang Mian.

Judging from his skills, he should also know some martial arts, but he is not very good.

As early as the moment he threw the gourd, Yang Qing shifted and changed positions, dodging the gourd that suddenly grew bigger and spewed black air.

At the same time, with a long hissing palm, it fiercely imprinted the golden light shrouded in front of Bu Lu!

"When~~"

A powerful palm hit the golden light at close range, and Yang Qing saw that the alms bowl with a beam of light hanging over Bu Lu's head didn't even move.

At this time, the gourd behind him breathed black air again, turned around and flew towards him.

"My gourd has cold and evil spirits, and it can chase the soul even more. No matter how good ordinary martial arts are, I can't do anything against my golden bowl. You wait to die!"

The two looked at each other through the golden light, Yang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and was taken aback by the instant blazing fire that rose from his body.

In the blink of an eye, he saw Yang Qing's figure flickering, transforming into afterimages in the weed-covered courtyard, and a flame talisman was formed in front of him with every movement.

"Royal Talisman Sect!"

As Yang Qing's figure continued to flicker, dozens of flame talismans gathered around him.

Seeing this, Bulu finally uttered in horror: "This is not a magical weapon, you are from the Imperial Talisman Sect!? But you clearly use wooden amulets during the day!"

"I practiced together, didn't I?"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Qing paused, and looked coldly at the gourd coming from the cover: "Go!"

With a soft shout, the talisman that was originally surrounded by the aura of the fire element immediately turned into a long dragon and burrowed in along the mouth of the gourd.

The gourd was filled with the fire talisman, and the black gas that had been spewing out suddenly stopped.

Until the last fire talisman sank into it, the thick gourd that was about half a man's height suddenly stagnated in mid-air, then trembled violently and made a shattering sound.

"mine……"

"Boom~"

Bulu, who was full of grief, said "gourd" before he saw cobweb-like cracks on the surface of the gourd.

Immediately afterwards, flames blazed from the cracks, and scattered with a loud blast!
Yang Qing waved his sleeves to set off the fireworks in the sky, stepped across the three-foot void and came to Bulu, and said coldly through the beam of light cast by the golden bowl: "Without the magic weapon of Yukong, you should care about yourself..."

As soon as the words fell, the talismans that soared in flames once again condensed around the body.

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(End of this chapter)