Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 166 Chapter 165, Cross the Sea!Stealing the sky for another day!

In just a few breaths, the giant wild boar destroyed more than a dozen summoned creatures, and then rushed towards Shen Lang and the other three menacingly.

The woman in Tsing Yi stretched out her finger, and the underground spring gushed out under the wild boar's feet, turning into several long snake-like torrents, blocking the wild boar's feet, trying to trip it.

But the torrent rope, which can bind even the "Blood Moon Demon Bat" for a few breaths, was as brittle as a rotten grass rope under the wild boar's hooves, and it shattered at the touch of a touch, without causing any interference to it.

Breaking through the interception of the torrent rope, the giant wild boar opened its huge mouth with protruding fangs and let out a heart-piercing howl.

Qin Wuyue was chanting a spell by herself, and was about to cast a seventh-rank spell.

But when the pig screamed and the magic sound poured into her brain, she suddenly showed pain, her cheeks became flushed, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, and the spell casting also failed.

The woman in Tsing Yi suppressed the headache, and immediately poured a stream of mud into the huge mouth of the wild boar.

The wild boar never refused to come, devoured the poisonous mud, stopped howling at the same time, and slammed towards it again.

"Senior Shubao!"

Qin Wuyue failed to cast a spell and suffered a backlash. At this time, she was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, her headache was about to split, her sea of ​​consciousness was shaking endlessly, and she was temporarily unable to cast spells.

The instant cast spell of the woman in Tsing Yi also had no effect on wild boars, and it was too late to cast spells that needed to be spelled and recited. In panic, the two could only ask Shen Lang for help.

Shen Lang sighed softly, and walked forward surrounded by three skeleton shooters.

Qin Wuyue and the girl in Tsing Yi hurriedly backed away, looking at Shen Lang expectantly, waiting for him to show his tricks.

With his hands behind his back, Shen Lang looked expressionlessly at the giant wild boar rushing towards him like a heavy tank. When the wild boar was only ten feet away from him, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared!
Hey!
Amidst the deafening lion's roar, a pale golden ripple gushed out from Shen Lang's mouth, blasting towards the giant wild boar like a frenzy.

The seemingly unstoppable giant wild boar suddenly seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and its rushing momentum suddenly stagnated, and then its four hooves became unsteady, and it staggered like a drunk.

The eighth-grade secret art of Buddhism, the lion's roar!

This technique can be used alone or in a group, both control and attack. If the magic resistance is not enough, a lion's roar can directly break the target's eardrum, shatter the target's brain and internal organs, and turn the target's brain into a ball of paste. His internal organs were torn apart and he died suddenly on the spot.

Even if the body is strong and the magic resistance is strong enough, after a lion's roar, he will become dizzy, unstable, and have hidden injuries to the brain, limbs, and internal organs.

This giant wild boar has a very strong physique, and even its fur cannot penetrate the ninth-grade spells falling on it.

Even ordinary eighth-rank spells can't cause much damage to it.

But Shen Lang's "lion's roar" is an authentic secret technique of Buddhism, and its power is far superior to ordinary spells of the same level.

With the blessing of his sixth-rank cultivation base, under the increased power, even with the physique and magic resistance of this giant wild boar, he was also dizzy from the shock, as if drunk, and even drops of blood dripped from his mouth and nose.

A lion's roar stopped the giant wild boar, and Shen Lang quickly chanted the spell again. Before the wild boar recovered, he quickly finished casting the spell, and then pushed his palm, and slapped a huge golden palm.

This palm is as big as a millstone, and the whole body is golden, as if cast in gold. The texture of the palm is as clear as engraved, like a real human hand that has been painted with gold lacquer and magnified its size.

It is the seventh-grade secret art of Buddhism: Vigorous Vajra Palm!

Seeing Shen Lang first cast the "Lion Roar" and then the "Vigorous Vajra Palm", Qin Wuyue, the girl in Tsing Yi, and the "spectators" who had followed Shen Lang's movements before suddenly realized why he had to burn the volume of the Buddhist gate before The true secret volume.

Because he was originally a true disciple of Buddhism!
I already knew the Buddhist true secret art on the secret scroll!
No one doubts that he is "learn and sell now".

First of all, not many people know that "Earth Lotus Stone Milk" has the miraculous effect of instant spells.

Because low-level monks obtained the precious treasure of lotus stone milk, it must first be used to improve the cultivation base of the primordial spirit and increase the potential of cultivation.No one will try to use this treasure of heaven, material and earth to quickly develop a spell that is only "lower third rank".

For low-level monks, improving their cultivation base and increasing their potential is fundamental.Spending such precious treasures of heaven, material and earth to quickly develop a lower-rank spell that can be learned in a short time is simply a fool's act of discarding the basics and chasing the last.

And even the very few people who know that "Earth Lotus Stone Milk" has the miraculous effect of instant spells, will not doubt that Shen Lang used the effect of the ground lotus stone milk to quickly practice these Buddhist true secret arts on the spot.

the reason is simple:
The secret scroll of true biography was more than one foot long and more than five feet wide, with ant-like small characters written on it, an unknown number of words, and densely packed runes and curse seals.

Even if one has the ability of photographic memory, it is impossible to memorize the secret scroll with just a few casual glances in such a short period of time.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you really have such a heaven-defying memory, you can memorize the secret scroll with a few glances, but the text on the secret scroll mostly uses Buddhist metaphors, secret words, and allusions. Many runes and spells are also based on Buddha, Bodhisattva is shown in the form of knot mudra.

Such a secret scroll, if it is not a true Buddhist monk, it is impossible to even decipher it. Even if it can be memorized by force, how can it be understood and comprehended?

No one can instantly decipher all the secrets on the secret scroll in such a short period of time, let alone comprehend the secrets of spells so quickly and understand the rune structure of each spell.

If one cannot decipher the secret scrolls, comprehend the key points, and understand the structure of the spell, even with the help of the "quick" spell of the lotus stone milk, it is absolutely impossible to learn the secrets of Buddhism.

So there is only one truth:
This bearded one-eyed dragon Qin Shubao was originally a true monk from Buddhism!
He already knew a lot of Buddhist secret techniques!
With a lion's roar, a powerful vajra palm, and the previous action of burning the secret volume of the true biography, Shen Lang successfully misled the on-site explorers and all the audience outside the venue, and linked the origin of "Qin Shubao" to Buddhism.

This is just the first step.

Next, there are more exciting plays.

now.

Shen Lang struck out with a powerful Vajra Palm, like a golden giant palm made of pure gold, blasting the giant wild boar with rolling thunder. The billowing wind.

This kind of power seems to far surpass the powerful vajra palm used by the exterminating monk.

boom!
The giant golden palm hit the giant wild boar's forehead, and a clear "ripple" burst out from the flesh of the giant wild boar's forehead, spreading from the top of the head to the whole body.His shoulders and belly were trembling endlessly under the ripple.

Boom boom boom...

The giant palm of Canjin succeeded in hitting without stopping, hanging on the wild boar's head and bombarding repeatedly, until the giant wild boar trembled all over, staggered back, the skin on its forehead was ripped apart, blood spurted from the mouth and nose, and even the screams were suppressed in the throat not come out.

Striking twelve palms in one breath, the power of the powerful vajra palm dissipated - the Miemen monk's powerful vajra palm could only strike ten palms in succession.Shen Lang's technique is not only far more powerful than the door-killing monk, but also has two more palm strikes.

However, the physique of this giant wild boar is really astonishingly strong. It was shocked to retreat twelve steps in a row. Not yet down.

Even after the palm prints dissipated, it barely stabilized its figure, its small eyes turned scarlet like blood, and its eyes of resentment, as thick as substance, were fixed on Shen Lang. It lowered its head again, howled and rushed towards Shen Lang Come.

Shen Lang snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed, a translucent big hand appeared out of thin air under the giant wild boar's feet, grabbing its right front hoof.

Ninth Grade Secret Art: Vigorously Capture Hands!

Qin Wuyue and Tsing Yi Nu's instant nine-level control and restraint spells had no effect on the giant wild boar.

But Shen Lang's attack was also just a strong grabbing hand of the ninth grade, and he slammed his front hooves at it, making it fall to the ground like a charging horse tripped by a horse rope.

When the wild boar struggled to get up, Shen Lang pointed forward like a knife again, and stabbed forward, a blazing light of the knife shot out, spanning several feet in an instant, and slashed the cracked frontal bone of the wild boar with a bang.

Eighth Grade Secret Art: Wood Burning Knife!

This eighth-rank Buddhist secret technique is different from the "Flame Knife" which is also an eighth-rank.

The flame knife is characterized by high temperature and implosion.

The characteristics of wood burning knives are high speed and sharpness.

The word "burning wood" originally refers to the speed of the knife so fast that the high temperature generated by the high-speed friction can ignite the wood.

Naturally, this eighth-grade secret art wood-burning knife is not just as simple as lighting wood.

Its saber speed is only slightly inferior to that of Lei Fa.Under the high-speed slash, its sharpness is also extremely astonishing.

At this time, Shen Lang hit the frontal bone of the wild boar with a "burning wood knife", which had already been cracked by the powerful vajra palm, and was no longer able to stop the sharpness of the burning wood knife, and was cut through by the blazing light of the knife.

The light of the knife penetrated into the wild boar's cranial cavity in one breath, and split the tough skull of the wild boar from the inside, and came out from the back of the head through the skull.

The high temperature caused by the high-speed friction between the knife light and the wild boar's skull not only ignited the fur on the back of the wild boar's head, but even steamed half of its brain.

But the vitality of this giant wild boar is really amazingly strong. After the knife was pierced into the brain, it was still not dead. It still howled and struggled to get up, and rushed towards Shen Lang again.

Shen Lang snorted coldly, waved his big hand, and instantly cast the Ninth Grade "Big Throwing Stele Hand".

The air above the wild boar's head shook violently, and a translucent obelisk, seven feet long and three feet wide, filled with Buddhist scriptures floated out of thin air, and slammed onto the top of the wild boar's head.

This critical blow immediately shattered the wild boar's forehead bone, which had been hit by the powerful vajra palm twelve times and then slashed by the burning wood knife. Half-cooked pig brains sprayed all over the ground, and even a single eyeball fell from the ground. Eye sockets popped out.

The giant wild boar is still alive.

However, even after the pig's head was severely injured, one of its eyes was blown out. It had completely lost its sense of direction, howling and rushing past Shen Lang crookedly, and crashed into the outside of the square with a bang. In the turbid pool of the monster crocodile.

The wild boar fell into the water, the giant crocodile was restless, countless waves arose on the surface of the water, and soon there was a large amount of blood foam, and a large number of broken bones and fur floated up...

No matter how the wild boar and giant crocodile fought underwater, it was none of Shen Lang's business.

With a thought, his skin turned blue-black, and he blessed the ninth-grade spell "Iron Cloth Shirt".

He also pinched formulas and chanted mantras, cast the seventh-grade true transmission secret technique "golden bell cover", and put a golden bell with four sides of sitting statues of Vajras and Buddhist scriptures on the outside of his body. Next, walk towards the white jade high platform.

The monks on the other three sides were still fighting to the death with the guardian monsters in front of them, and all of them had suffered casualties.

Some were cut open by the horns of a giant bull, some had their upper body crushed by a giant goat, and some were crushed to pieces by the iron hooves of a giant horse.

Except for Shen Lang's side, there were one or two casualties on the other three sides.

Seeing Shen Lang stepping up the stone steps of the high platform and walking towards the top of the platform, Qin Wuyue and the woman in Tsing Yi looked at each other with vicious eyes.

At the same time, the monks who were still alive on the other three sides also noticed the movement on the high platform, and someone shouted sharply:

"We can't let him get the Wind King Pearl!"

"Damn it, the Wind King Orb is the real treasure, don't be stingy with the secret treasure you got earlier, sacrifice it quickly and kill the monster blocking the way!"

"Take out all the skills you have at the bottom of the box! Otherwise, the Fengwang Orb will fall into the hands of others!"

The monks on the other three sides also gained a lot during their respective expeditions.

Some people have harvested treasures of heaven and earth, some have obtained panacea, some have obtained unscrambled version of magic scrolls without metaphors and secret words, and some have obtained powerful offensive magic weapons.

In order to prevent Shen Lang from obtaining the Orb of the King of Wind, the monk who lived on three sides could no longer be stingy.

A female cultivator on the left took out a fiery red projectile, shot it out with a snap of her fingers, and with a bang, it blew up the head of the giant bull that couldn't be killed at all.

A male cultivator on the right gritted his teeth and took out a small black gold awl, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the small awl, and the small awl immediately turned into a ray of black gold light, piercing the giant goat in front of him from head to tail with a bang.

The cultivators on the opposite side also knocked on the elixir frantically. After replenishing their energy in an instant, they did not hesitate to triple the consumption to instantly cast their most powerful spells, and with difficulty killed the giant horses that blocked them.

At this time, Shen Lang had already climbed to the top of the high platform, and ordered a skeleton archer to take the orb of the Wind King—no one noticed, Shen Lang's position at this time caused his golden bell to drop the previous one to the top of the high platform The little skull of the man was also enveloped in it.

The skeleton shooter raised his hand to grab the orb of the Wind King, but as soon as the bone hand touched the black wind surrounding the orb, his whole body exploded with a bang, and it exploded into bone dust.

Everyone in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, and someone shouted:
"The fetish belongs to you, you are not a person of fate, you can't touch the orb, and you still don't roll down!"

Shen Lang turned a deaf ear to it, and ordered the second skeleton shooter to fetch the orb, but was still hit by the black wind around the orb, blowing it into pieces.

But this time, all the monks in the audience didn't feel lucky at all.

Because after exploding two skeleton shooters in a row, the black wind around the orb dissipated a bit, and there was a skeleton shooter beside Shen Lang, and he would also "grasp the hand vigorously", "powerful diamond palm", and "throw the monument hand" Some spells like this are ways to dissipate the black wind around the orb and snatch the orb!
Under the intense attention of everyone in the audience, including the audience watching the "live broadcast", Shen Lang's last skeleton shooter raised his hand to grab the orb, but it was still blown to pieces by Heifeng.

But Shen Lang didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand, and used the "Great Grasping Hand". The fingers of the huge translucent palm spread apart, and he grasped the Wind King Orb.

Seeing that the black wind around the Fengwang Orb was getting dimmer, all the monks in the audience didn't dare to sit and watch him to kill the black wind any longer, and shouted, they all cast their strongest spells and blasted at Shen Lang.

All of a sudden, he saw a black-smoky skull, a translucent three-foot sword, a big fireball dragging billowing smoke, and a blazing light arrow, bombarding Shen Lang from three sides.

At the same time, a verdant green, translucent miniature mountain peak appeared above Shen Lang, and it slammed down hard on the top of his head.

Dozens of wrist-thick black tentacles with fangs and monster mouths appeared from under his feet, entangled towards him.

Qin Wuyue and the girl in Tsing Yi also made a decisive move.

The girl in Tsing Yi used the "Golden Flame Needle", and a thin golden light flew out, directly hitting the dead point on the back of Shen Lang's head.

Qin Wuyue pinched the formula and recited the mantra, and grabbed Shen Lang with five fingers across the air. A pale ghost hand appeared behind Shen Lang's head out of thin air. Following Qin Wuyue's movements, it clawed at the back of Shen Lang's head.

However, Shen Lang was unmoved, and let all eight powerful seventh-rank spells fall on him.

Boom boom boom!
Amid the deafening explosions, flames erupted on the high platform, black smoke billowed, white light flashed rapidly, and golden light burst into flames.

however……

When the flames and dust dissipated, everyone took a closer look, and saw Shen Lang standing on the high platform intact, the "golden bell cover" on his body was still shining with golden light, and there was no sign of collapse.

The golden bell cover is only a seventh-rank spell.

Waiting for the seventh-rank defensive spells, even if they are cast by sixth-rank monks, they can withstand at most four or five seventh-rank attack spells cast by seventh-rank monks, and they will collapse and dissipate.

However, "Admiralty" is different.

Perhaps because of the philosophy of Buddhism, the martial arts and spells of Buddhism are not considered top-notch in terms of attack and lethality.

But in terms of defense and healing, Buddhist martial arts and spells are extremely powerful.

Among the two great masters of Buddhism today, the "Venerable Liuli" ranks last in attack power among the six great masters in the world, even inferior to the great master of martial arts.

But once the tortoise shell is opened, sit down and let it beat, no matter who is the real person, the great master, even if he uses all means, he will not be able to break Venerable Liuli's defense for a day and a night.

The strong defense of Buddhism can be seen from this.

The "golden bell cover", the secret technique of the Buddhist sect, is already super defensive, and when Shen Lang casts it, the defensive power is even stronger than the imagination of Qin Wuyue and other monks.

The eight seventh-rank spells blasted up, and the golden bell cover was still shining with golden light, without any dimming.

When all the monks were stunned, Shen Lang stretched his grabbing hand twice in a row, and finally completely wiped out the black wind around the orb.

Then with a sneer on his lips, he looked around and looked at all the monks with contempt. Under the eyes of all the monks in the audience, he used another powerful grasping hand to grab the Wind King Orb.

Seeing that the big translucent hand was about to grab the orb.

All the monks screamed and cast spells in unison, and the eight-level and seventh-rank spells blasted at Shen Lang again.

Among them, the golden flame needle of the girl in Tsing Yi simply blasted towards the powerful grabbing hand, preventing Shen Lang from obtaining the orb first.

"Is it useful?"

Shen Lang sneered, and directly cast the "golden bell cover" again to push off the previous golden bell cover that had worn off some of its defensive power.

Seeing that he was so cautious, everyone's hearts suddenly turned cold.

At this time, Shen Lang's powerful grabbing hand had been broken by the Tsing Yi woman's golden flame needle, and flames, black smoke, and white light dust burst out around Shen Lang again.

"It's useless."

Shen Lang said indifferently, resisting the spell bombardment, he used his powerful grasping hand again, and then grabbed the Fengwang orb.

at this time.

A ray of black gold light suddenly broke through the flames and black smoke, shot out, and hit the golden bell cover with a clang.

The golden bell jar shook suddenly, and large cracks appeared.

Shen Lang was stunned, and looked down at the Ujin light nailed on the golden bell cover in disbelief, and saw that it was the Ujin awl that had penetrated the giant goat with a previous blow.

The cultivator who controlled the Wujin Xiaozhuo was pale, as if he had consumed too much, but his face was full of smug and sinister smiles.

Then he spat out another mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue, stretched out his finger, and the small Ujin awl nailed to the golden bell shone brightly, pushed forward, and with a bang, the golden bell shield was completely smashed.

Afterwards, Wujin's small cone hit Shen Lang's heart again. Although the defeat of the golden bell had consumed most of its power, the remaining power was not enough to penetrate the "Iron Cloth Shirt", but the powerful impact was still heavy. Langkou sprayed blood and flew into the air.

He drew a huge parabola in the air, flew far away from the high platform, and even fell into the muddy pool full of crocodiles and monsters with a bang.

Afterwards, in the muddy pool, the similar suddenness as when the wild boar fell into the water was staged again: a giant crocodile monster rushed to the place where Shen Lang fell into the water, opened its mouth to bite, and rolled over in death. blood stains...

All the monks were overjoyed, regardless of whether the "True Legend of Buddhism" was dead or not, now there is no chance to compete with them for the Wind King Orb!

At that moment, all the monks rushed to the high platform one after another, casting spells while rushing back to attack.

Soon, a monk took the lead to climb to the top.

But before he stretched out his hand to grab the orb that was no longer surrounded by the black wind, several spells bombarded him, blasting him to pieces with just one blow.

however……

After the flames, black smoke, blazing flames, and rock dust from the magic explosion dissipated.

The Wind King Orb, which was floating quietly on the top of the stage, also disappeared without a trace!

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)