Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 140

After hearing this, the barbarian soldiers rushed towards Guanping City like a swarm.

Wang Qing's remaining arm held the knife tightly, his face full of solemnity. At present, all the arrows and iron wood in the city had been used up in three days, and they were already prepared to die.

"Little Master!"

Wang Qing looked at Pudu for the last time. It would be a shame for such a genius to die here.

But Pudu didn't move at all, instead he looked at Wang Qing with a reassuring look, these soldiers guarding the city shouldn't just die like this, they are protecting the people, so let him guard these people this time.

An alms bowl appeared out of thin air in Pudu's hand, and then he threw it into the sky, emitting a golden light that enveloped the entire Guanping City.

"Donor, leave it to the young monk next."

Wang Qing looked at the slightly resolute young man in front of him, and his heart was slightly shocked. For many years, they have been carrying the mountain of barbarians. Now they are facing a life and death crisis, but someone has taken over the burden. This feeling is a bit... It’s complicated, but it’s also a bit gratifying, and it’s worth it.

Pudu took one step forward and jumped out of the city wall.

He didn't pay any attention to the barbarian army at his feet, but looked at the barbarian priest who looked a little impatient.

"Amitabha."

"Since the donor wants to invade the hinterland of the Jin Dynasty, he still has to go through the little monk."

"Little monk, you are seeking death."

"Countless people have said this to Xiao Monk, but Xiao Monk is still living well."

Don't be ashamed!

The barbarian priest snorted coldly, and a strange aura leaked from him.

Immediately, a ray of light emerged from the wooden staff he was holding and headed straight towards Pudu in the sky.Facing this attack, Pudu swung out a mana, and without thinking, it went straight through and landed directly on Pudu's body.

Pudu's expression changed slightly and he quickly checked himself.

The old man who was in the barbarian camp raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he seemed to be a young man who was stunned again.

A strange force shuttled through his body, making his blood boil wherever it passed, and even his magic power was slowly being swallowed up.

What a weird power, what on earth is this?
Pudu secretly thought, fortunately, this power is not very strong. If he is just an ordinary Zifu monk, it would be really difficult to resist. But now, with Pudu's mana and blood boiling, that strange power is coming. Slowly weaken.

In just a few moments, it was completely wiped out.

Pudu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Witchcraft was indeed different from magical powers.

On the city wall, Wang Qing looked worriedly at Pudu above the sky, hoping that nothing would happen to the little master. If he could live, who would want to die.

Just when the barbarian priest was about to break the golden bowl set by Pudu, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"how come?"

The barbarian priest looked to the sky in surprise when he saw this scene.

The spell just now requires some effort even by a monk at the peak of the Zifu Realm. This little monk is only in the middle stage of the Zifu Realm. How can he solve it so easily?
No wonder he dares to appear here. It seems that he has some tricks.

However, even if his spell is broken, he is still just a young monk in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm.

With a cold smile, he lightly flicked the wooden stick in his hand, and a strange red-yellow snake appeared, and then turned into a faint light across the sky, heading towards Pudu.

This cursed snake was an evil thing that he had raised for hundreds of years. He had used it to kill fellow monks. It was somewhat overqualified to use it to kill a young monk in the Purple Mansion Realm, but he didn't want to waste time on Pudu.

Pudu looked at the oncoming cursed snake, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body was suddenly ignited with hot flames.After the cursed snake landed on him, it turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated before revealing its true power.

The barbarian priest in front of the barbarian camp turned pale, a smear of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth, and his shocked eyes fell on Pudu again.

"This little monk..."

"It actually killed his cursed snake."

"Ahhh~"

"What a bloody guy."

This cursed snake took him a hundred years to refine, and it was considered one of his trump cards. Unexpectedly, he was killed before he even showed his strength.

That weird flame!

The barbarian priest looked at the flames around Pudu, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. With this flame, his spells would obviously be of no use, and most of his strength would have to be removed.However, although he is accustomed to spells, it does not mean that he only knows spells.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and untied a dark bell from his waist. A clear and crisp sound could be heard as he shook it.

"Ring bell bell!"

The crisp ringing sounded and became more intense.

I don't know how much time passed, but a thunderous roar came from afar, the earth shook, and a huge figure ran over with the sound of howling wind.

This is?

Bear?
The barbarian priest looked at the giant bear running over and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

No one knows that besides being proficient in incantations, he is also proficient in the way of controlling barbarian beasts. This barbarian beast was taken care of by him after a lot of effort. Although it is only in the Purple Mansion Realm, its strength is comparable to that in the Transformation God Realm. The most important thing is that its physical body is strong, and its defense is difficult to break even by ordinary god-transforming monks.

"on!"

Along with the ringing of the bell, the old barbarian priest uttered a word viciously.

The wild bear's eyes turned blood red, and a pair of fleshy wings sprouted out of thin air from behind, and it flew straight towards the sky.

Pudu was slightly surprised. This barbarian priest was really full of tricks. He even knew how to control beasts, but he didn't care. After all, he was just a barbaric beast without intelligence. Instead, he had a bit of fighting spirit, just for testing. Check out your current strength.

As a golden light emerged, a ferocious golden dragon appeared behind Pudu. After being entangled by the golden dragon, his strength improved a lot again. At least it didn't look any weaker than the savage beast coming towards him.

Seeing this scene, the barbarian priest was shocked again. He was just a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm. How could he be so powerful?
This is different from the monks I have seen. Could it be that the human race is already so powerful?
No, absolutely not!

Looking at Pudu solemnly, four words came to mind.

The pride of the human race.

This person is definitely a genius of the human race.

This is even more worthy of death.

I saw an extreme killing intent emerging from his eyes, and the sound of the bell in his hand became even more exciting.

The savage beast let out an angry roar, the blood in its eyes getting thicker, and then it waved its bear paw and rushed towards Pudu.Pudu also stepped forward to meet him. One person and one bear were like meeting opponents in chess, punching to the flesh, shocking the sky.

Even Wang Qing who was on the city wall looked at Pudu fighting with the beast in the sky in horror. This little monk seemed to be a bit strong.This is to practice the Vajra Dharma Body, and Pudu's physical body is not weak. Although he is changing to the Arhat Golden Body now, but with the Dawei Tianlong body protection, the strength is not as simple as one plus one. Shen Shen saw that Pudu was dead. Suppressed the savage beast.

When the barbarian priest saw this scene, his hand shaking the bell trembled slightly, and he already felt a bit of fear in his heart.

Sure enough, an hour later, a huge savage beast fell from the sky and fell to the ground. After letting out an unwilling roar, it gradually lost its voice.

The hand of the barbarian priest shaking the bell couldn't help but froze, and then the bell turned into pieces in his hand and fell to the ground.

Pudu calmed down his heaving chest and looked at the barbarian priest below: "Donor, do you still have any means?"

The barbarian priest was shocked. This was not a human race. It was clearly a ferocious beast in human form.

A trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "Little monk, do you really want to interfere in this matter?"

"There are still soldiers in Guanping City. If the barbarians are willing to retreat, the young monk naturally does not need to take action."

"Okay, in that case, one of the geniuses of the human race must have died." The barbarian priest's face returned to calmness and he said calmly.

In Pudu's eyes, he could only see that he was holding the wooden stick in his hand, and then with a shock, the sawdust flew away, revealing a dark thing that looked like a burnt stick, with a terrifying smell on it. The strange atmosphere.

This is······
Pudu looked at the dark object in his hand with a solemn expression. Although he had never seen this object before, the aura was very familiar.

It's dark!
The aura exuding from it was exactly the same as what he saw in Taoyuan. Even before leaving, Emperor Zhou secretly handed him a golden bead of incense, which was wrapped with a piece of scale armor. The aura is exactly the same as before.

What the hell is this?
When Pudu was curious, he saw the barbarian priest swiping his palm, and a large amount of blood covered the dark object from his palm. The dark object emitted bursts of light, which looked like one thing.

Bones!

Yes, the object resembles a backbone, but for a moment I couldn't tell where it was.

But the faint light on the bone slowly penetrated into the body of the barbarian priest, and its decaying figure suddenly became huge.

three meters,

five meters,

eight meters,

ten meters
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When it stagnated to 12 meters, it gradually stopped.

The clarity and anger in his eyes were intertwined, as if he was about to lose control in the next second, and his cruel eyes left the last ray of consciousness on Pudu.

Faced with such a behemoth, even Pudu was helpless.Today's barbarian priests may already have the invincible strength to transform into gods.

The only thing we can rely on may be the clutch light, Pudu said secretly.

"Die!"

He shouted one last time and rushed towards him fiercely.

Pudu, on the other hand, was exuding the clutch divine light, but he was knocked away after a single blow. The clutch divine light was also contaminated on his body, and the flames spread along his arms towards his body.

Although his consciousness disappeared, he still knew that he instinctively seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. A faint light emerged from his body and wrapped his arms in it. The sound of crackling flames could be vaguely heard. After a long time, the face of the barbarian priest finally appeared. There was a flash of flesh pain, and then the arm was ripped off, and dark blood spurted out instantly.

Pudu struggled to get up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling a dull pain in his chest.

When he looked up and saw this scene, he smiled. The clutching light seemed to be specially designed to restrain such evil things.

However, after a few breaths, the smile froze on his face, and a faint light flickered, and a brand new arm grew again. The only difference was that the new arm was covered with dense scales, which were different from those on his body. The scales are generally the same, just several times smaller.

After the new arm grew, the aura on its body also weakened a lot. If it was at the peak of divine transformation before, it is much worse now.

"Roar!"

He let out a beast's roar and rushed towards Pudu again.

Pudu shook his head secretly and hurriedly dodged away. From time to time, he would leave a ray of clutch light behind, causing him a little trouble.However, the longer time passed, the weaker the magic power in his body became, let alone a barbarian priest whose momentum did not diminish at all.

Just when he was in danger, he saw the figure of the barbarian priest stagnant slightly, and a trace of struggle appeared on his face.

good chance.

A swastika seal came out of his hand, fell from the sky like a huge mountain, and hit him hard.

"boom!"

A roar sounded, and the barbarian priest was seen to have resisted the blow. His clothes were shattered, but there were no wounds on his body, but his face was struggling more and more fiercely.

"Roar!"

A roar came out of his mouth, and the fierce look on his face became more intense.

Take home?

Pudu's expression changed slightly when he saw this. He originally thought that the barbarian priest was just borrowing this dark power, but now that he thought about it, he actually had some thoughts. But the question is, there is only one dead bone left. How did he do it?However, this evil thing is very strange and must not be allowed to appear again.

After thinking for a while, he sat down in the air and recited the salvation sutra.

Ordinary Buddhist scriptures are bound to be useless, so I can only give it a try.

As the scriptures of salvation enveloped the barbarian priest, wisps of black smoke emerged from his head, and the look of struggle on his face became increasingly intense.As time passed, the black aura finally disappeared, and the black withered bones reappeared.

Not long after, the barbarian priest opened his eyes, with a flash of fear in his eyes, and looked at Pudu in the sky with a complicated expression. He never thought that it was the person he wanted to kill the most who saved him.

Seemingly aware that the matter had been resolved, Pudu also opened his eyes, with a look of exhaustion on his face, although it did not cost any mana, it also took a lot of energy.

"Thank you!"

A dull voice sounded, and Pudu smiled and nodded.

"It's better for the donor not to provoke this thing in the future."

Pudu looked at the dark bones in front of the barbarian priest and said.

"I got this thing by chance. Because it is comparable to a spiritual weapon and contains a strange power, I kept it without thinking that it almost cost me my life." The barbarian priest sighed: "Look, I If the little master can deal with this thing, then give it to the little master."

After saying that, he threw the withered bones to Pudu. Pudu did not refuse and directly put them away.

"This time I was rescued by my little master. In order to thank my little master for being able to respond for the barbarians, I will not make half a step into the Great Jin Dynasty within a hundred years. If I violate this oath, I will die."

"So, little monk, thank you benefactor."

The barbarian priest looked down at A Gu, who was waiting in full battle, and said, "Retreat!"

A Guda's expression was extremely complicated, he could tell from the first battle just now, the little monk of the human race is very powerful, even the national teacher is not an opponent, with this result, he can also guess.

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(End of this chapter)