lethal arsenal

Chapter 449 Revitalizing Longmen
Zhang Yunlu blinked and frowned slightly.

"Why do you think it's bad?"

"I……"

The little Taoist boy Fangyuan felt his eyebrows furrowed, feeling a little embarrassed.

He shook his head slightly and said: "No, the magic whip is the most precious treasure of my master. I won't borrow it from anyone."

After saying these words, he became more and more determined.

"Oh, you can't trust the old man?"

Zhang Yunluo stared at Fangyuanjue, wearing a green robe, he felt oppressive.

"I can't borrow it. Old Taoist Master, you are also the supreme master of the Taoist sect. How can you bully a child like me? What's more, what's more..."

Fangyuan felt hesitant to speak and subconsciously clenched his fists.

"I won't let you down." He looked at Lin Dong's retreating figure and wiped away his tears with his white and tender palms.

Amidst the mountains and forests, towering stone tablets are embedded in the mountains like sharp swords. The zodiac letter in the middle of the tablet reads: "Feng Dianxian, sitting on the sea, whipping the Dragon King, slaying Huang Taiji with a sword, the tomb of the master Ma Zhenyi" …

In order to collect the Lotus Dharmakaya, Dianxian Ma Zhenyi once took the young Taoist priests around and visited Taoist sects in famous mountains and rivers.

The setting sun eventually fades out, the white clouds turn gray, and the setting sun disappears little by little, swallowing it into the mouth of the earth.

"But now, firstly, the world is too chaotic. I have to put out fires everywhere, so I can't help you. Besides, I am also a master of three tricks myself. I can't teach you anything. Maybe you know more spells than me. Secondly, in the greenhouse, If you can't grow flowers, you are a man. You have to do it by yourself, experience and grow! Be smart and go south. In addition, I can't protect you all the time. The Dragon Gate Dharma lineage is obviously up to you. Remember That’s right—people always have to achieve their own success.”

While introducing famous mountains and rivers, Ma Zhenyi said something about how Taoism is natural and Taoism is innate.

Fang Yuanjue murmured, holding two weapons, one long and one short, with both hands.

"I……"

Fang Yuan felt lost for a moment, and unknowingly recalled the scene she had spent with Lin Dong.

Zhang Yunlu didn't expect this child to be so stubborn, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. The green robes rustled in the wind, and all the grass blades in the courtyard were drooping.

There was an aura of confusion between Lin Dong's brows, which shattered the young man's slight sadness even further.

"伱......"

Fang Yuanjue stared at Lin Dong, tears welling up in his eyes, as if he had returned to the afternoon when the sun was shining outside Laojun's house.

Zhang Yunlu's expression was complicated, and he was not in a hurry to speak. After a moment, he slowly said: "Can you tell me the reason? Although you are very talented, it is difficult to step into the cave. Besides, you are a spirit body, let alone You haven't gathered the Lotus Dharma Body now. Even if you can build the Lotus Dharma Body in the future, the second turn of the Thunder Tribulation will still kill you. When it comes to controlling the sky thunder, our Zhengyi Sect is still above Quanzhen. What are you doing? Why bother? Tong'er."

A big hand behind him suddenly pressed Fang Yuanjue's shoulder, and Lin Dong frowned and lifted him up.

The slowly setting red sun was like the final end of Master Ma Zhenyi.

Lin Dong said in a vibrating voice, the words "Revitalize Longmen" aggravated his voice.

"The magic weapon is an important weapon and it is also an inheritance. If I can't keep the magic weapon today, I won't be able to keep the inheritance tomorrow. And I also promised others that I will take good care of my master's treasures."

"Hey, kid. It's a cliff if you go any further."

Some are sects that have come to an end, such as Lushan Dharma Lineage, Tai Chi, which can never escape the world, and Danding, which travels everywhere. In short, it took a lot of favors and prices, and even the magic weapons in the master's sect can be gathered together for most of the lotus. Dharmakaya material.

A few clouds naturally rolled up at the end of the sight, changing into shapes such as strange peaks and rocks, immortals and beasts.

The conversation turned.

Fang Yuanjue stepped on the boulders on the edge of the mountain cliff, looking up at the glow of the sky.

"Work hard and don't let Dianxian down. The magic whip is your master's most precious treasure. It will definitely attract the prying eyes of evil demons in the future. Master Ma gave me the important weapon before, and he also meant to support me."

"Now is not the time to be sad. The evil tribulation has not yet ended, and the world is in turmoil. How can you have so much time to be sad?"

Lin Dong grinned with pride.

"General."

Lin Dong crossed his arms in front of his chest, touched the little Taoist priest's head, and flew out of the cliff with a single stride. His figure was like a rainbow passing by, and disappeared into the gloomy sky in the distance.

"Skills are a small way, but Dharma is the best."

Lin Dong handed two packages, one long and one short, into the hands of the little Taoist priest, "The long one is the Yuquan Sword, and the short one is the Divine Whip... Don't let down your master's wishes. It's up to you to revitalize Longmen in the future." .”

From time to time, two or three pieces come together and unfold again, gradually stretching and winding like a belt, floating and sinking in the sky; when the sun shines up, the center of the cloud is actually whiter than snow, and the edges are reflected with layers of halo...

Lao Ma's voice is always so mellow.

At that time, Fang Yuanjue just grabbed a corner of the Patriarch's robe and followed obediently.

After Fangyuan realized the method, Ma Zhenyi slowly taught him the technique.

"Take it."

"General!"

Rabbits will bite people when they are angry. The little Taoist boy has a simple nature, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand the dangers of people's hearts. At this time, he will also use words to provoke people.

Fangyuanjue took two steps forward, his thin body swaying in the mountain wind like a weed. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch the last bit of gray in the sky, as if to catch Ma Zhenyi's gray Taoist robe. corner of.

There was a pause.

Fangyuanjue's words were heard before they were spoken...

Fang Yuanjue saluted Zhang Yunlu deeply: "Thank you, Old Taoist Chang Xiang, for your help. I'm just sorry that I can't agree."

……

call.

A breeze blew gently, and Fangyuan woke up from his brief memories.

"It turns out to be Lin Yuanjue, the visitor from outer space who ruined the destiny of the Ming Dynasty..."

Zhang Yunlu lowered his brows, obviously not liking this person.

Zhang Yunluo already knew the name Lin Yuanjue as early as when Old Man Qingteng and Xu Wei arranged the plan to save the Ming Dynasty.

However, the upper and lower parts of Longhu Mountain were initially closed, and Zhang Yunlu planned to wait until the catastrophe passed before opening the mountain gate again.

But later, when the way of heaven changed, he readjusted his plan. He opened various Taoist palaces in the south with one hand, and arranged demon-subduing inns with the other, using his good deeds to deprive Taoist resources of all the world.

And the source of all these changes came from Lin Yuanjue.

How could Zhang Yunlu like the sudden changes?

"Old Taoist Priest, you, how could you ingest my memory without my consent?"

Fangyuanjue said with a serious face.

"You are young and don't know what's going on. The old master is afraid that you will be bewitched by monsters. Lin Yuanjue is a man from the outside world and is mysterious. It may not be a good thing to have anything to do with him."

Zhang Yunlu's eyebrows knitted together. At this moment, he said, "Zhang Yunlu, you were just fine in the previous life. How come you haven't made any progress in the second life? Are you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"

A loud, cold voice fell from the sky.

Zhang Yunlu suddenly raised his head.

Between heaven and earth, the air movement suddenly changed. A blue sword energy cut through the sky. The sharp aura made everyone within ten miles around feel extremely dangerous, whether they were martial artists or Taoists.

A man in green shirt stood proudly on top of the giant sword, followed by a mother and daughter who looked like concubines of gods.

"Are you an Immortal from Shushan, Xuantian Sect?"

Zhang Yunlu stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes filled with surprise.

Although Zhengyi Sect and Shushan are both from the Taiqing Dharma lineage, the difference is that Shushan is based on the Zhenger Eight Classics, which respects Taishang Laozi. Master Changmei Zhenren, the founder of Shushan, ascended to the previous life, but he was Guan Yinzi, half a disciple of Laojun.

The Zhengyi lineage, the root of the Dharma lineage, comes from the book "Laozi Xiang'er Commentary".

But this is Zhang Daoling's paraphrase of Laozi's thoughts. The content written by Zhang Tianshi is inevitably biased and full of personal thoughts.

As for the Zhengyi lineage, it is natural to worship the leader of Taoism, Zhang Daoling. The inheritance of Zhengyi Sect is also quite clear, but there is a huge distance between him and Laojun.

It’s a teaching, not a door!
There is a big difference between Taoism and Taoism.

Although many people in the world call Master Zhang Tianshi the leader of Taoism, he is not the founder of Taoism, let alone the ancestor of Taoism.

From the beginning of the world to the present, there has always been only one Taoist ancestor, and that is Laojun.

Back to the point.

The relationship between Zhang Yunlu and the Xuantian Sect is probably due to some ancestral connection, not to mention much.

As for his second generation, it was the first time he met Xuantian Sect.

"It's not necessarily an immortal, it's the Xuantian Sect who kills demons and eliminates demons."

Xuantianzong stood on the sword and looked down at it, his brows frowning little by little.

"You are also a true cultivator of Taoism. Why are you looking for me?"

Zhang Yunlu said with a serious face.

"What does it have to do with you coming here?"

Xuantianzong said something coldly, almost a slap in the face.

On Zhang Yunlu's face, his beards were as straight as steel needles. A touch of purple appeared in the Yintang, and purple clouds rose. According to the fortune teller, he was a noble person. He had an innate vision. He could also distinguish between loyal and traitors, and detect the magic of demons.

"Are you also here to beat the divine whip? Since you have mastered the Nanmingli Fire Sword, do you still want to acquire other Taoist treasures?"

Zhang Yunlu asked angrily.

"If the rightful master hadn't arrived, I would kill you with the sword at this moment."

Xuantianzong said without any hesitation, his eyes shot out with a cold sword light.

"you……"

Zhang Yunlu was about to use his Taoist talisman when a deep purple thunder rumbled in the sky to the west, the sky was clear and the sky was clear.

After the loud noise, a huge gap opened in the space.

Standing on the other flying sword, Lone Moon's eyes moved slightly: "But he's here?"

Xuantianzong ignored her with disdain in his eyes.

"Is it really him?"

Yin Ling'er, who was standing on the same flying sword as Gu Yue, couldn't help but hold Gu Yue's hand tightly.

Gu Yue stared directly at the huge gap, and a pair of eyes as bright as torches first appeared in the gap.

In his eyes were golden flames.

The pressure was overwhelming.

At this time, dozens of Taoist priests and warriors were pressed down on the ground at the Demon Subduing Inn. Xuantian Sect had just arrived, and although their aura was sharp and dangerous, the pressure now felt substantial.

The murderous aura is billowing, as strong as the huge waves on the seaside, washing over the earth repeatedly.

goo.

Zhang Yunluo's throat surged, and he secretly thought something was wrong.

Both sides of the space crack were held down by two palms, revealing a pair of muscular arms inside.

The blood vessels were swollen, and underneath the pale golden skin, it seemed as if mountain fire lava was flowing.

Click click click.

Amidst a disturbing sound of shattering, a figure pulled out from the gap.

"Lin Yuanjue?"

Zhang Yunlu said word by word the name that everyone present was expecting.

"General."

Fangyuanjue's reaction was faster than Yin Ling'er's, and she cried out with tears in her eyes.

A child of twelve or thirteen years old, under the pressure exerted by the second-generation Taoist priest, Taoist Master Xiao Fang did not collapse and cried out in fright. He was already very strong.

Lin Dong rubbed his fists, "It's okay, the Dharma Protector has told me, I just came here to teach this old bastard a lesson. Is it disrespectful to an old man to steal a kid's stuff? Can he be a bit successful?"

The voice fell, "Lin Yuanjue, you..." Zhang Yunlu's words were stuck in his throat, and his figure was grabbed by the neck and lifted up by a big hand.

Like carrying a light haystack, bang! Lin Dong's big hand pressed the southern Taoist leader firmly against the wall. The wall of the inn's courtyard was cracked, but under a huge force of magic, it remained solid.

"Lin Yuanjue, you are now an enemy of the entire Southern Dao Sect!"

Zhang Yunlu's facial features were solemn and he could still speak, but his voice was a bit low and hoarse.

"What about Nima?"

Lin Dong frowned, his evil aura rising, and a large ball of dazzling golden-red flames surged behind him.

The golden red flames filled the sky, accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds. In the world of the underworld, the mighty Vajra Bodhisattva led all the killers to sing in unison.

Lin Dong's iron fist with his right hand was aimed at Zhang Yunlu's head, and he hit it hard.

The great monk Dongxuan, under Ma Zhenyi, was the second most senior person in the Taoist sect. If he died like this, he would be unlucky.

Nowadays, there are times when strength is needed everywhere. Lin Dong can't wipe out all the devils and gods in the world by himself.

In addition... although Zhang Yunlu has serious selfish intentions, he is still a meritorious person in terms of the whole world.

Lin Dong was no longer the stunned Qing who could be so angry and unscrupulously slash at Lan Chengchun who was in the same camp.

However, he was still willing to teach Zhang Yunlu a lesson and cut his face.

Similarly, he didn't think that this punch could kill the opponent.

boom!
The iron fist fell.

The talismans were flying all over the sky, and Zhang Yunlu didn't know whether it was the invisible transposition or the talisman's replacement. In short, after Lin Dong's punch fell, hundreds of blue-purple talismans swept up like a storm, locking Lin Dong in In the eye of the storm.

"General?"

Fang Yuan felt scared and took out the magic whip on his back, thinking about stepping forward to help.

Zhang Yunlu's figure appeared at the end of the eastern sky like a flicker of light.

"Invoke the curse!"

Zhang Yunlu shouted, and with a wave of his arm, an extremely dazzling brilliance burst out from the cumbersome talisman.

Rumble.

An extremely hot and blazing flame spurted out from the dazzling thunder, and the talisman paper was burnt to ashes. Before the thunder tornado could open, Lin Dong had already jumped out.

A golden-red dragon head hit the sky, and the huge dragon body carried bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

Lin Dong stepped on the head of the Nine Fire Flame Dragon with his bare feet, and the same blue and purple thunder in his hands formed two scorching thunder knives, and struck hard at Zhang Yunlu, the master of Zhengyi, who was floating in the air.

"Five Thunder Dharma? It turns out that the seal that Quanzhen took away back then was actually on your body. No wonder Ma Zhen died of exhaustion in a moment!"

"Refining the thirty-six Thunder God Generals should have immeasurable mana. Let alone the fourth rank, with the talent of the Immortal, it is possible to become the first ninth rank Great Dongxuan in seven hundred years..." Zhang Yunlu He said it half regretfully and half provocatively.

However, this guy's skills are not slow either. He directly uses Qi as a talisman, [Tongtian Rui·Zhenshan Talisman! 】He slapped it with one palm, without even chanting a superfluous spell, and a massive green light filled the sky.

Wuyou's green light was like a huge cloud, and like a dragnet, it was aimed at Lin Dong and the Nine Fire Flame Dragon he controlled and fiercely covered them.

(End of this chapter)