Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 317 Yihu

The sudden words sounded, and the one-eyed giant who touched the door was a couple embracing behind the door, and almost subconsciously turned their heads to look at the roof over there.

The monk's robe fluttered around, the monk Zhenhai made a vertical salute, and then... his figure turned into an afterimage and rushed down from the roof, and he pushed it away with a palm.

Subduing the Devil's Seal!
The Buddha's power of great wish unfolded, and even Chen Yuan dared not take it easily. The giant looked at the tiny human being, and the Buddha's light blooming in the opponent's palm did not make him retreat, but he felt a little uneasy.

Immediately there was a loud roar, and the big stick that was dragging was swept away with a bang, and the moment there was a whistling wind, the monk's sleeve whirled and slammed on the stick like a wall of iron, and the thick arm bounced off directly. Unable to stop leaning back.

next moment.

A falling palm hit the giant's forehead, and there was a muffled bang. The four or five feet tall figure suddenly stumbled back a few steps, leaned back and stepped over the eaves and stone pillars of the house behind.

A huge movement spread.

Sun Zhengde, who was separated from the courtyard on the other side, opened the door first and rushed out, carrying a yellow cloth bag and holding a mahogany sword in his hand, looking around. Called: "Master, you haven't slept yet?"

Chen Yuan looked at the direction where the Buddha's light appeared for a few fights, and said softly: "I went to bed early, but the monk made such a big noise, how can I sleep?"

"Can you help the monk?"

"There is no evil spirit, no yin energy, and it is not a demon. It should be a normal creature." Chen Yuan shook her head, but she walked out of the roof with her hands behind her back. "The monk should be able to deal with it. Let's take a look. Some Curious what that is."

Bringing Sun Zhengde over there, Chen Yuan suddenly felt that the normal creatures mentioned earlier might not be countable. Although they were not monsters, no normal person could have such a height.

In the frequent Buddha's light, the monster was able to stand down, and even swung a stick from time to time as a counterattack.

"This monster has copper skin and iron bones. After taking so many hits from the monk, it can still continue to fight."

The fat Taoist looked a little dumbfounded. In his impression, although the monk Zhenhai was young, he was the leader of the younger generation in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. Few demons could withstand such torture in his hands. Spots of blood oozed from the monster's fur, and a lot of blood spattered from the monster's mouth and nose. Its huge body rolled over the half-slanted building, and it still did not retreat.

While swaying with one eye, he saw the two people watching the play over there, casually grabbed half of the stone pillar on the ground, and threw it over with a bang, probably trying to attract the attention of the monk in front of him, but the monk Zhenhai didn't lift his eyelids. When the half of the stone pillar was about to hit the two of them, it exploded out of thin air.

In the darkness, not only the monster, but also the couple in the dormitory over there saw the handsome Eastern Traveler, motionless, and a giant man with thick eyebrows and beard appeared behind him, smashing the stone pillar with one punch Shattered, then disappeared into the air again.

"If you dare to be fierce, it depends on how long you persist."

The monk Zhenhai became murderous, and threw the golden bowl in his hand, dragging the Buddha's light and flew to the giant over there. The latter was getting up from the ground, but his head was hit firmly, and he fell down on his side in the air. The body shook the ground slightly.

"The pure land of the big wheel, the Buddha's light is boundless, accept it!"

Monk Zhenhai held a roll of cassock in his arm, pinched out the seal of wisdom with the other hand and held it over his head, the floating golden bowl flew up to the top of the strange man, the mouth of the bowl was facing downwards, and suddenly the Buddha's light shone, trapping the monster.

The dizzy Yimu people felt a scorching heat all over their body, the thick and short black hair curled one by one, and there was a burnt smell.

It dropped the big stick, clasped its arms around its chest and screamed heart-piercingly. Its huge body pressed against the ground of the courtyard, causing waves of tremors. The servants hiding in various rooms watched all this in astonishment.

The fat Taoist clicked his lips.

"The little monk really has skills. I don't even need to show my skills in my own way."

"What, you want to go up and beat it to death with a mahogany sword?"

"Boss, this is wrong, how can you say such sincere words."

While the fat Taoist reached out and gestured, in the half-slanted house in the distance, the Duma from before suddenly said: "Oriental Buddha, please save its life."

As he said that, under the surprised eyes of his wife, he got up from the ground and rushed outside, using the oriental etiquette he learned today, and arched his hands.

Hearing this, Chen Yuan frowned, and immediately walked over, while the Zhenhai monk who kept the Buddha's seal over there also frowned, looking at the begging Hu Shang, suddenly a little confused.

Didn't this monster come to kill him?Why did he plead for mercy for that monster at this moment?

When Chen Yuan came over, the monk received the Buddha's seal, and the golden bowl flew back to him by itself. Duma looked at the man who was moaning and screaming in pain, took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth to tell the reason.

"Actually... today's distinguished guest has already asked the reason. It is true that I took it and chased it all the way here..."

When he said this, seeing Chen Yuan and the others frowning, he quickly explained: "It's not because I'm greedy, but because I have difficulties."

Duma looked back at his wife who was leaning against the door frame.

"Actually, my wife...has a disease and needs treatment. The wizard in the city said that she must drink the magic liquid accumulated by the one-eyed ghost. Only by drinking can she save her life."

"When did I get sick?" Hu Shang's wife covered her mouth in surprise.

There were tears in Duma's eyes, "Last month, you suddenly passed out... The wizard I invited had seen it and told me quietly, but I told you a little lie and said it was caused by hard work."

After hearing all this, the woman didn't know whether it was her husband's concealment or the man who risked his life at any time to find medicine for her and cried out. She rushed to hug her husband and burst into tears.

Duma patted the back of his wife's hand, turned his head slowly, and faced the moaning and struggling Ichimoki, "Just three days. After three days, I will return the things to you. The four travelers from the east can testify."

The one-eyed ghost seemed to understand Hu Shang's words, and turned his head to look at Chen Yuan and the others, wanting to roar and get angry, but Monk Zhenhai stared and shrank back immediately.

It seems that he was severely beaten by the monk with the Dharma just now, leaving a shadow.

Chen Yuan pressed the monk's shoulders, motioned him to stop, then passed him and walked to Hu Shang's side, suddenly reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist, the woman instinctively wanted to break free and back away, but was stopped by Duma, "This distinguished guest, You know magical oriental spells, so don't move."

Chen Yuan showed a gentle smile, wondering if there was some magic power that made the woman feel at ease, and immediately, Chen Yuan stretched out a little bit of magic power on her slightly stiff arm.

As soon as he reached the atrium, he encountered blockage, irregular heartbeat, loss of Qi and blood, no wonder he fainted.

It is not a serious illness at all, but in this world, it is easy for those wizards to say too much, to scare the patients and their families, and to pay a lot of money for medicine.

With a slight push with Chen Yuan's fingertips, the mana that had penetrated into the atrium suddenly moved forward, along the slender blood vessels, clearing away the clogged impurities, nourishing the woman's heart, and then withdrew the mana, closed her hand and said with a smile: "No What a serious illness, your wife is fine."

Surprise appeared in Hu Shang's eyes. He quickly grabbed his wife and looked at his arm over and over again. Although he couldn't figure out whether he was really cured, he still chose to believe in the oriental traveler in front of him. After all, he had saved him before and did not raise any questions. remuneration.

"Dear guest, please accept Duma's thanks."

As he spoke, he knelt down.

(End of this chapter)