Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

"Sheltered from the wind and rain..."

Li Daoxuan said lightly: "It sounds like a good choice."

The cloud dissipated, and the mottled sunlight shone through the branches and leaves, and the frozen atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed.

Bodhi breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "As long as the national teacher makes an oath to help the little monk reshape his body within one year, the little monk will immediately serve his subordinates and never break his promise!"

Li Daoxuan looked at him quietly, without any fluctuation in his black and white eyes.

The so-called Dao oath is to swear by the way one has cultivated, such as taking the oath in the name of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

This kind of oath may not really be realized, but it will have some impact on the Dao Heart of the oath taker.

If the heart is not right, it is easy to go crazy.

Li Daoxuan glanced at the empty box on the ground, and said, "Where is the thing that Master San Le left for me?"

Bodhi smiled slightly, and said: "Amitabha, that is indeed a great treasure, it should be very important to you, and I ask the national teacher to be considerate, and when you fulfill your promise, I will return it with both hands immediately!"

Li Daoxuan suddenly laughed.

"Why is the national teacher laughing?"

"How can you not laugh when you see ridiculous things and meet ridiculous people?"

Bodhi frowned and said: "What does the national teacher mean by this? Although the young monk is not talented, he used to protect the way for the Buddha. If he hadn't been bewitched by Mara, he might be able to become a Bodhisattva now."

"With the footsteps of the little monk, the national teacher's words are probably a little contemptuous?"

He thinks very highly of himself, and if it wasn't for the tiger falling into peace, he would not seek refuge with a mere mortal.

"Follow your feet..."

Li Daoxuan's smile became colder and colder, and the Taoist robe burst into wisps of divine brilliance, fluttering slightly in the wind, like a green lotus planted in chaos, with the center opening straight and the outside straight, piercing the universe.

Serene and elegant.

"Li, a commoner, was born in a rough place and had a mortal body, but the ones he likes to kill the most... are you bunch of beasts with extraordinary feet!"

Hongzhou Jiaolong, Huangquan Xudu, Xingshui God Ape, and Mo Luo, which one is not extraordinary?
He stretched out his right hand, and the pure Yang sword intent burst out, calling for a divine sword hidden in the dark.

groan!
The vast sword intent rushed out from the dying old Bodhi tree, the sharp sword energy cut the bark of the tree, and the bright sword light rose slowly like the dawning sun.

"The national teacher is waiting, everything is easy to discuss, and the monk will return the treasure now!"

Bodhi finally panicked. He thought that if he hid the sword in his body, Li Daoxuan would not find out, but he didn't want the other party not only to find out, but also to manipulate it?
However, it was too late for him to regret, and his voice was already drowned in the sound of the sword.

Clang!
A Taoist sword flew into Li Daoxuan's hands. The sword looked like raw copper, and the hilt was five-jointed.

There are two ancient words under the hilt of the sword - Zhan Xie!
The female sword of the three-to-five evil male and female swords!

Compared with the male sword, the body of the female sword is more slender and smoother. There is a cyan spike on the hilt, and the sharpness of the sword is not inferior to the male sword, and even surpasses it.

Seeing this sword, Li Daoxuan knew what a precious gift Master Sanle left for him.

Mo Luo found Jieguijing, and the divine sword naturally fell into his hands. That's why the male sword screamed that night at Longhushan.

It's just that the Three-Five Slashing Evil Male and Female Sword was given by the Taishang Daozu and left by the celestial master Zhang Daoling. Even if Moluo got it, he couldn't use it, so he sealed it and hid it in a Buddha statue.

Later, Master Sanle learned of this secret during the entanglement with Mo Luo's soul, and told himself before passing away.

But he didn't want to kill Bodhi halfway, and took away the female sword in advance, trying to blackmail himself.

puff!
The body was injured, and Bodhi spit out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily: "Li Daoxuan, I sincerely rely on you, why do you make things difficult? This sword was left to you by someone in my Buddhist sect. Don't you want to sell the face of Buddhism at all?"

"Ha ha."

Li Daoxuan let go of the hand holding the sword, and the Three-Five-Five Slashing Evil Sword hung in the air in front of him. The edge of the sword pointed at Bodhi.

Facing a Yangshen cultivator who was born in Longhu Mountain and possessed pure Yang sword intent, Female Jian chose the sword master without any hesitation.

"This sword originally belonged to me from Longhu Mountain, and it was also a gift from Master Sanle. You use my things to threaten me. You really don't know how to live or die."

A killing intent appeared in Li Daoxuan's eyes.

This person helped Mo Luo to train many masters. He deserved to be exhausted and on the verge of dying. He really thought that he could reverse the sins he caused by just saying "return to the truth"?
How can there be such a good thing in the world?
"As the leader of the Hidden Dragon, Pindao is supposed to wipe out all the remnants of the Mara Sect. Today, I am happy to get the Excalibur, and I just want to use you, the devil, to test the edge of the sword!"

Whoosh!
Zhanxie sword shot towards Bodhi, like a shooting star in the daytime, brilliant and dazzling, and the visions of Fuxi, Eight Diagrams and Big Dipper appeared around it, with extraordinary Taoism.

Bodhi's face turned pale with shock. He pinched the seal formula with his hand, and the surrounding vegetation suddenly grew wildly. The vines were like boa constrictors, entangled the Zhanxie sword into a chrysalis.

Imbued with his mana, these vines were as hard as adamantine, and possessed a strong ability to heal themselves.

"Li Daoxuan, I have already said that I was only bewitched by Moro, and now I am awake. I am a Buddhist, you can't kill me!"

"Really? I don't believe it."

"How do you prove that you are sober?"

"You said that you are a member of the Buddhist sect, do you have a certificate issued by the court? Have you reported it to the Yamen of bad people?"

Looking at the stunned Bodhi, Li Daoxuan shook his head and sighed: "It seems that you have nothing. If so, what does it have to do with Buddhism if I kill you?"

As soon as the words fell, the fierce sword energy broke through the shackles of the vines and came to Bodhi in an instant.

clang! !

A golden light emerged from Bodhi's hands, barely holding the sword edge, and two ravines appeared on the ground.

A drop of blood fell down between his brows, before the sword arrived, the sharp edge had already pierced his skin.

The vines grew crazily, trying to pull the Zhanxie Sword away, but the gossip rotated, the sword energy was crisscrossed, and none of the vines, which were tougher than fine gold, could get within three feet of the Zhanxie Sword.

"Lee Daoxuan... spare my life, I can help you practice!!!"

As the edge of the sword approached little by little, Bodhi's hands became bloody and bloody. Even the Buddhist golden body method could not stop the terrifying edge of the evil sword.

His canthus was about to burst, because of the oppression of the sword energy, his eyeballs were bloodshot all over, and he looked very terrifying.

"unnecessary."

Li Daoxuan's voice was calm, and he stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the confrontation between Zhanxie Sword and Bodhi, without intervening, all relying on the power of Zhanxiejian itself.

Facts have proved that this sword is worthy of being the god sword of Longhu Mountain. Although this bodhi is exhausted, it also has the cultivation base of the early stage of Yangshen, but it almost retreats steadily under the edge of the evil sword.

Little Huashen woke up at some point, she hugged her father's hair crown tightly, and made a face at Bodhi, her tits were fierce.

It's enough for daddy to practice with her help, all grass and trees, get the hell out of here~~
Zheng!
With a flash of the gossip pattern, both of Bodhi's hands were cut off, and the evil sword pierced through his head with lightning speed, and then the sword turned into seven stars and returned to Li Daoxuan's hands.

Snapped!
As Bodhi was pierced through his head, a hole suddenly exploded on the ancient Bodhi tree, green juice flowed out, and the leaves quickly turned yellow and fell.

Li Daoxuan walked over, stepped on Bodhi's chest, held the Evil Slayer Sword in his hand, the cyan tassel fluttered, and his eyes were stern and calm.

"Li Daoxuan... do you really want... to be my Buddhist... enemy?"

As expected of the spirit of the ancient tree, after suffering such a serious injury, he was still able to breathe.

"Fomen?"

Li Daoxuan sneered and said, "You fake monk, what qualifications do you have to represent Buddhism?"

Bodhi was out of breath and coughed up blood continuously.

"Also, you seem to have gotten one thing wrong."

He slowly raised the divine sword in his hand, and said calmly: "It's not that I want to be an enemy of Buddhism, but Buddhism... dare to be an enemy of me?"

With a swing of the long sword, Bodhi's neck was about to be chopped off.

"Wait a moment!"

A voice sounded, and the woodcutter rushed in. Seeing that Li Daoxuan was about to kill an old monk, he was kind-hearted and hurriedly stopped him.

However, Li Daoxuan didn't even look at him, the Zhanxie sword slashed across the old monk's neck, blood spattered, and was completely isolated by the brilliance of Qinglian's precious clothes.

Snapped!
The ancient Bodhi tree exploded completely, and all the leaves fell, without a trace of life.

At the same time, the "Book of Destroying Demons" in Li Daoxuan's mind burst into light, and lines of small characters emerged.

"In July of the second year of Zhenguan, kill the spirit of Mo Bodhi in Lanruo Temple, and get a reward—[Kunlun Pan Peach Pit]!"

"The Kunlun flat peach core is the flat peach planted by the Queen Mother of the West. It is a treasure of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. Once ripened in 3000 years, ordinary people can become immortals and attain the Tao if they eat it. Xiaju will fly up and live forever!"

Li Daoxuan was taken aback, this is... a big explosion?

No, not right!

He picked up the reward, and suddenly there was a five-inch-long, four-inch-wide peach pit in his hand, which was crystal clear like ruby, and the most eye-catching thing was a line of small characters engraved on it——'The Queen Mother of the West bestowed a flat peach on Emperor Wu to Yu Chenghua temple'.

Seeing these fourteen characters, Li Daoxuan immediately remembered an event that was recorded in both "Taiping Guangji" and "Han Wudi Internal Biography".

According to legend, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with immortality, and finally moved the Queen Mother of the West to meet him and gave him Kunlun flat peaches.

After eating it, Emperor Wu felt comfortable all over his body, and his lips and teeth were fragrant, so he secretly hid the peach pit in his sleeve, trying to grow a living by himself.

The Queen Mother of the West saw through his thoughts and said, "The land in Midsummer is thin, and the flat peaches will not grow."

Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty did not give up, and later sent the reincarnated minister Dongfang Shuo to Kunlun three times to steal flat peaches.

When he read this story before, Li Daoxuan secretly sighed that flat peaches are the spiritual root of heaven and earth, how could one kind survive, otherwise Queen Mother of the West would not be the only one who could hold a grand event of flat peaches.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had great blessings. After eating so many flat peaches, he would have ascended to immortality long ago as an ordinary person.

The blessing is deep but the relationship is shallow, which is embarrassing.

It never occurred to him that the peach pit hidden by Emperor Wu back then would be in his hands today.

It's a pity that the spiritual energy in the world is thinner today, and it is even more impossible to grow a living. It is a bit tasteless to get this peach pit.

"You, you killed someone, I'm going to report to the police!"

The woodcutter was very frightened and was about to run away, but after running away for a long time, his vision blurred, and he came back here again, the Taoist priest in green robe holding a sword was staring at him.

"Ghost... ghost hit the wall!!"

He trembled and cried, "Don't kill me, my mother is seriously ill and she's still waiting for my firewood, please don't kill me..."

Li Daoxuan sighed softly, and said: "Brother, what the poor Taoist killed was a demon, a Bodhi tree demon. If you don't believe me, take a look, is the old monk's body gone?"

The woodcutter took a closer look, and sure enough, he found that the bloody corpse just now had disappeared, but the linden tree was oozing green sap.

"This tree...is it really a demon?"

"Yes, the people who disappeared during this period were all buried under the roots of this tree and turned into nourishment."

Li Daoxuan squeezed the sword formula in his hand, and the Slashing Evil Sword slashed towards the bodhi tree with a clang. The sword light flashed, and it was instantly chopped into pieces of wood, and the roots were dug out together.

The stench of corpses was overwhelming and disgusting.

The woodcutter almost spat it out. Under the tree root was a corpse pit. Most of the corpses had been turned into bones, and a small part of the corpses still had some flesh and blood.

He had never seen such a scene before, his legs were weak from fright, his face was pale, and he left in a hurry after talking nonsense.

Li Daoxuan put away all the pieces of the bodhi tree, and did not leave, but stood quietly where he was, as if he was waiting for something.

After a while, the woodcutter ran back again.

With a mournful face, he said in great horror: "Master Dao, I have no grievances with you, why don't you let me go?"

He obviously wanted to go down the mountain, but for some reason he ran back to Lanruo Temple.

Li Daoxuan sighed softly, and said: "Don't you understand, it's not me who cast the spell, but you... you can't leave."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves lightly, and a corpse in the corpse pit turned around. Half of its body had been rotten, but its face was still discernible, exactly the same as the woodcutter.

"You are already dead, but your soul is floating around. When the dryad has digested your body, your soul will fly away immediately."

The woodcutter stared blankly at the corpse, scenes flashed through his mind, and he finally remembered everything.

His mother was seriously ill, so he ventured into the mountains to cut firewood near Lanruo Temple to exchange money. He entered the temple because he heard someone calling for help, but was killed by the tree demon...

With a movement of the long sword in Li Daoxuan's hand, it stabbed at the woodcutter's forehead.

"Master, please forgive me—"

The woodcutter didn't feel any pain, instead his soul solidified quickly, his mind became clearer, and the feeling of confusion disappeared.

Li Daoxuan threw a piece of wood from an ancient Bodhi tree and a talisman into his hands, and said lightly: "One day, you only have one day, go down the mountain to settle down with your mother, light this piece of wood, and put it next to her bed. The disease will heal itself."

"One day later, lighting this talisman will send you reincarnated."

After a pause, Li Daoxuan warned again: "If you are greedy for the world and refuse to reincarnate, you will bring disaster to your relatives, and the poor Taoist will also lead to five thunderbolts and wipe you out!" (End of this chapter)