lethal arsenal

Chapter 438 There is no immortal in the world

"hateful."

The magpie god's throat made a sound, gurgling.

Looking around, most of the city wall was penetrated by dense branches.

The hands and feet of the Bull Demon practiced by Lin Dong were blocked by branches. However, thousands of green trees still could not stop the Bull Demon's actions.

Every time the bull demon's bloody fangs bite, it will chew out several holes in the magpie god's airtight wings.

Under the broken blue wings, there are rotten blood holes.

Gurgling blood dripped down the wings, and the bone-deep holes in the wings seemed to be expanding.

The Bull Demon buried its head in the meal. Even though its hands were restrained by the branches, its two huge palms still tightly held the Magpie God's wings.

Those terrifying branches could only penetrate the snow-white hair on the Bull Demon's body, but they couldn't even penetrate the skin.

The magpie god's blood is getting more and more, and the ancient trees in the forest watered by the demon god's blood are still growing.

"Cough cough."

Coupled with Fei Lian, Taoist Gong Chang died one after another.

The little boy's tears fell to the ground, and the blue crystal looked like a cat's eye gem.

Magpie God was extremely stressed.

Although he killed the Magpie God with one blow, the condition of Ding Xianma Shinichi was not good.

Ouch! The Bull Demon barked wildly and excitedly stuffed the remains of the Magpie God into his mouth.

The gray robe was damaged, and the frame under the gray robe was almost skinny.

"Everyone in the world says that I have the best talent and a good path, but I didn't expect that I would stop at the fourth level of the Thunder Tribulation... What kind of scenery was the Taoist Great Celestial Being in the Sui and Tang Dynasties like?"

Ma Zhenyi threw it away casually, throwing away the bow leader's head, which was full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Tong'er, the old Taoist is still a bit thin. Are you willing to send you to Longhu Mountain? The old Taoist will not let them help you in vain. When the time comes, he will promise a rare treasure and let the Yunlu shrink the material for you to shape the lotus body. .”

A strong wind blew and ashes floated.

Lin Dong was about to stop him.

The shelled dragon body was torn apart, and the billowing blood rose more than three feet high.

The figure of the little Taoist boy appeared, already particularly solid.

Sudden.

A warm spring seemed to be growing deep in his internal organs, traveling along the tendons. Lin Dong felt that his spirit was constantly improving.

Lin Dong heard the sound and turned half sideways. As soon as he made a move, Ma Zhen flicked his tail finger.

The dragon's roar stopped abruptly, blood light shot into the sky, and a flash of red thunder and lightning slowly flew out, like a sword shadow, killing the Magpie God.

Ma Zhenyi coughed dryly and couldn't help opening his mouth to spit out a bruise.

hold head high! With a roar, it actually took off its wing shell, shook its body, and its head came out, turning into a six-foot-long blue dragon, trying to escape into the sky.

This is a sign of over-exercising spells and draining one's energy and spirit of Taoism.

From Lin Dong's point of view, this little Taoist priest was almost the same as a living person. His chest rose and fell slightly, and he lost his spiritual form with every breath he took.

Xiao Daotong wanted to say something, but as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Ma Zhenyi.

The old Taoist immediately said: "Lin Yuanjue, please give way."

"Silly boy, there is no ascension in the Taoist sect. Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, no one has been able to attain the Tao! There are nine rounds of Dongxuan, and there is a chasm in the sky. Even the supreme monk of the Chaishan Sect did not explore it back then. After breaking through the nine realms and entering the Heavenly Gate, who in the world can ascend?"

The little Taoist boy wiped the tears on his face, gently grabbed the corner of Ma Zhenyi's clothes and said: "Master Patriarch, my senior brother once said that real people in the Taoist sect will not die, but will only ascend. Master Patriarch, you are also about to ascend to heaven. ?"

Ma Zhenyi lowered his head slightly, and the starlight in his eyes disappeared little by little.

Even though Lin Dong's practice of affixes was different from those of ordinary Taoists and martial arts practitioners, he could still tell at a glance that Ma Zhen's life was not long since the Tao was from the same origin.

Without the support of the devil's magic power, the torn gap between heaven and earth recovered spontaneously.

Ma Zhenyi looked up at the sky. The huge holes in the sky were constantly being filled.

Seeing Fang Yuanjue's eyes rolling, Ma Zhen paused and said: "Kid, remember, in the next thousand years there will be no ascendants in the world. After Liu Bowen's third Jedi Heaven Power, the Taoist practice was really It’s too difficult, it’s too difficult. In the future, there will only be dead people, not immortals. The monks are nothing more than ordinary people, and if they die, they will live just one more year."

"Tong'er, Patriarch, I feel sorry for you. I promised to shape a lotus body for you, but now I'm on my last legs and it's hard to fulfill my promise!"

"Master..."

"Ma Zhenren, are you okay?"

But at this time, the bull demon had eaten at least three or four wings.

The clouds fluttering back and forth are like the hunting gray robe on Ma Zhenyi.

The pair of eyes under the gray robe suddenly brightened at this moment, "Tong'er, Tong'er?" He called twice in succession, and the black iron ring on Ma Zhenyi's ring finger lit up with a glimmer of light.

Ma Zhenyi coughed and waved his hand gently to signal Lin Dong not to speak.

Lin Dong frowned and asked.

pat, pat.

Although the magpie god has many wings, if he continues like this, he will definitely be swallowed up by the bull demon.

"Master Patriarch, can I not leave? I don't want to go to Longhu Mountain. Can I not give the master's treasure to them?"

The little Taoist boy asked, wiping his tears.

"It's okay not to hand it over to them, but can you promise me that you won't cry from now on?"

Ma Zhenyi asked, looking at the sky in the distance.

"I, I, a child can do it."

Fang Yuanjue wiped away her tears and said.

"Good boy, from now on, the Quanzhen Dharma will be in your hands, and you have to shoulder it."

While speaking, Ma Zhenyi stretched out his big dry hand and patted it gently, and his big hand landed on the head of the little Taoist boy.

There was a soft sound, and Fang Yuan felt as if something had penetrated his head. He couldn't help but let out a muffled sound, staggered, and fell back.

Lin Dong could see it clearly. As soon as Ma Zhen made a move, a stream of light shot out from the flip of his palm and penetrated into Fang Yuanjue's head from the Baihui Point.

"It's just a series of door talismans."

Ma Zhenyi said softly.

"Can Lin Qianhu come over and sit with me for a while."

Ma Zhenyi supported the crumbling child, held him in his arms, sat down cross-legged and said.

Lin Dong knew that he had last words to say, so he quickly followed him and sat down.

"Yuanjue, I have completed all four limbs and five bones, but what is missing is a touch of soul..."

The sound is slightly heavier.

"Are you trying to get yourself to help?"

Lin Dong thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, Ma Zhenyi's eyes seemed to see through Lin Dong's thoughts, and he said calmly: "That's not true. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. He has to walk the road ahead by himself. The reason I am looking for Qianhu is because …”

On his deathbed, Ma Zhenyi slowly expressed his thoughts to Lin Dong.

……

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Boom!

A melodious bell resounded through the top of the mountain.

Taoist palace on the hillside.

A Taoist with a wooden bun on his head and a black and white robe suddenly pushed open the wooden door and shouted everywhere, "Where is the senior brother? Where is the senior brother? Go and tell the senior brother that Ma Zhenyixian has gone..."

Dong dong dong, the bell keeps ringing.

The white-haired Taoist priest responsible for ringing the bell called from a distance: "Needless to say, the senior brother is still in retreat. He said before that he doesn't care about this matter. He doesn't care, well... the second senior brother didn't let it go. However, Bi Shouxin, you I knew earlier that the second senior brother went down the mountain on a crane, and I am afraid that he has reached the underworld now."

"Okay, let's chant the sutra." The Taoist priest shouted.

After a while, the sound of crying and chanting filled the air up and down Longhu Mountain.

……

"Qianhu, from now on, the people of this world will be left to your protection."

Ma Zhenyi said in a deep voice and slowly closed his eyes.

"Everything in the world has its own way of moving. What can I do? I just try my best."

Lin Dong did not promise anything, but simply said that this was what he meant.

"What Qianhu said is, in addition...if any of my colleagues come here, I ask Qianhu to send them away for me, but, um, don't commit murder."

After Ma Zhen finished saying this, he closed his eyes completely, his head drooped and he lost his breath.

"Little things."

Lin started talking and took the sleeping Fang Yuanjue from the arms of Ma Zhenyi, who was completely silent.

Between the clouds and the sky.

A white crane that was ten feet tall came from the west and finally hovered in the air above Lin Dong's head.

The white crane was huge, spread its wings, and shrieked at the forest animals below.

"It's noisy."

Lin Dong frowned, and Wu Chou's anger surged.

A giant golden-red flaming hand formed in the sky, and the air continued to twist. The burning flames refracted the sunlight, and then snapped at the white crane.

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Ma Zhenren?"

The Taoist's voice came from Bai He's back.

Just when the big golden hand was about to fall, a huge apricot-yellow talisman flew up, spanning the sky and the earth, like a section of wall, blocking the air.

boom!

Fierce flames spread out in all directions, and the talisman shook and burned.

Scattered sparks fell on the white crane, which screamed in pain and fell down.

Also falling down with Bai He was a very handsome Taoist in white.

"Are you Zhang Yunlu?"

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows and asked.

He somewhat guessed that Ma Zhenyi was the number one among the outstanding ones in the Taoist sect.

Then, Zhang Yunlu is the second person among them.

The Celestial Master on Longhu Mountain proposed the Ten Commandments of Taoism in an attempt to integrate the Taoism in the south.

"No, Zhang Yunlu is the name of my senior brother. I am Zhang Shouyi. I am coming down the mountain this time..."

"You came down the mountain this time to try to seize the master's secret treasure of the Quanzhen Dragon Gate, right?"

Before Zhang Shou could finish his words, Lin Dong mocked him coldly.

"Uh!"

Zhang Shouyi's face turned red.

This was indeed one of the several purposes of his trip.

"Where were you when the devil came to Beijing?"

"Where were you when the golden man knocked on the door?"

"Dorgon invaded Ji Town with 100,000 cavalry. On the border of Dengzhou, Chilong Island cooperated with the Mahayana cultists to provide cover for Huang Taiji and others. Where are you? It's a time when the world is in chaos. Why can't I see you guys doing this? The figure of the Taoist priest? Zhang Shouyi, let me ask you, where are you at these moments? Also, didn’t Zhang Yunlu propose the ten precepts of the Taoist sect and claim to be the ancestor? Why don’t you see him coming down the mountain to help the world? "

Lin Dong asked with a sneer.

The appearance of these Taoists is too ugly.

Ma Zhen came here to seize other people's treasures before his bones were cold?

You must know what the specific relationship between Quanzhen Longmen and Zhengyi is, although Lin Dong doesn't know.

However, the two sects of Taoism should share the same hatred.

But why do we only see Ma Zhenyi subduing demons everywhere, but not the Taoist priests coming down from Longhu Mountain?

If Ma Zhenyi hadn't told Lin Dong not to kill indiscriminately.

Lin Dong's big-eared guy at the moment had already been beaten down.

"Everything in the world has its own destiny. If I go down the mountain at this time, it is natural for me to go down at this time..."

Bala Bala, midway through his words, Lin Dong put down the little Taoist boy and smashed it with his fist, his fist speed breaking the sound barrier.

With only physical strength and no magical powers, he punched the white-robed Taoist priest's handsome cheek into a soy sauce shop.

Peng dong.

Zhang Shouyi's figure kept rolling, blood rolling out, like a stone tossed in water, falling and falling, and finally fell into the edge of the pit.

"Destined fate? This is called a damn fate. I hit you because it's a fate. If you can't bear it, this is a damn fate. The fate is that you are destined to be beaten."

Lin Dong rubbed his fists and felt relieved before putting down the raised cuffs again.

Zhang Shouyi's figure had disappeared from sight, and the white crane limped away in a hurry.

"Go back and tell the people on the mountain that the person who beat you is named Lin Yuanjue. I was a Jinyiwei during the Tianqi period. Don't you want a magic whip? Okay, I'm right here. If you have the guts, send someone to get it."

Lin Dong said harshly to the fleeing Bai He.

He was planning to collect the remains for Ma Zhenyi and leave with the little Taoist boy, but it happened at this time.

"Lin Qianhu, stay, stay."

An old voice called out to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong turned around and saw a majestic old man wearing a red official robe calling his name.

"you are?"

Lin Dong frowned and asked.

This person must be a high-ranking court official with strong dragon energy. If I guess correctly, this old man who looks to be seventy or eighty years old, with thin hair and a red spot in his hall, should be Lord Sun who is in charge of the court. .

"I, Sun Chengzong, have met Lin Qianhu."

Sure enough, it was him. As soon as Sun Chengzong reported his name, Lin Dong had a clue in his mind.

If his teacher, Old Man Qingteng, was the backbone of Qin Tianjian during the Tianqi years.

Then, this Sun Chengzong is Chongzhen's biggest support.

Now that the emperor has died, why did Sun Chengzong come to see him instead of taking charge of the affairs of the court?

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Sun? However, let me mention that Chongzhen's son has already taken my title of Qianhu. Since then, I have been a wanderer. If you are willing, just call me Yuanjue."

Lin Dong said, his eyes moved slightly, and he noticed that there was actually a group of people coming behind the old man.

These are all high-ranking officials in the court, and the worst ones are also high-ranking officials of the third rank.

"Yishi Lin, could you please take a moment to speak."

Sun Chengzong said rather kindly.

"What can I borrow? There's no one else around. Is there anything you can't say?"

Lin Dong didn't have a good impression of anyone in the imperial court. He basically gave up on Ming Tingche after the battle with the Wood Demon.

If it weren't for the sake of looking after innocent people, he might not even come to help when the Jin people and horses set foot in the capital.

If it weren't for these officials, who formed cliques and only cared about party strife without caring about the lives of the people... the Ming Dynasty would not have perished so quickly.

Sun Chengzong felt a little embarrassed, "It is indeed something important. I am looking for a righteous man. I and Qingteng back then..."

After a lot of chattering, the old man established connections with his master.

Lin Dong stared at him with great interest to see what tricks he was going to tell.

(End of this chapter)