Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 86 The Dragon Clan is Attacking (please read it, read it, read it)

He took firm steps, and there was a creaking sound under his feet. The black stone shattered into powder, and his strength increased again.

not enough,

Xu Zisu sneered at the corner of his mouth and took another step.

Even so, it doesn't seem to be his limit.

Compared with the huge mountain at his feet, at this moment he transformed into a glaring Vajra, with Buddha light flowing all over his body, until finally a bright yellow divine light emerged from his body, burning like a flame.

The clutch divine light intertwined with the Yin Qi, causing intense tremors, and finally became even more powerful.

However, these last few steps felt like a punishment from heaven.

Exhausted, the mysterious elixir in his body flickered, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

His eyes were blurred and his consciousness gradually disappeared.

"Amitabha."

"Donor, why don't you let my Buddhist disciple live?"

The Buddha's light was splendid on the top of the mountain. If you look carefully, you will see a small temple standing on the top of the mountain. The divine light in the temple dispersed the Yin Qi from all directions, and an angry roar came from the mountain. Just in the face of the endless Buddha's light, Seemingly helpless, Xu Zisu finally hid in the mountain. Losing the pressure, Xu Zisu fell to the ground and was swept up to the top of the mountain by a ray of Buddha's light.

Montenegro still exudes endless yin energy, but it is not as glorious as the top of the mountain.

Time passed by, and finally after an unknown amount of time passed, Xu Zisu slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" A soft voice sounded.

Xu Zisu struggled to get up and looked around, only to see a jade bone in cassock on the futon, speaking.

"Senior? You~"

I saw that the jade bones inside the cassock exuded the glory of Buddhism. Although they had lost all flesh and blood, they still retained their vitality.

"Don't panic. The old monk has been suppressing demons here for thousands of years. All his flesh and blood have been devoured long ago, but he is just a pair of skins."

"Great monk, great virtue." Xu Zisu bowed respectfully: "I don't know what kind of demons are being suppressed here?"

"Just one person."

A person?

He thought that there would be a ghost under the black mountain, but he didn't expect it to be just a person?

My heart was shocked for a moment, and then I seemed to remember something: "Senior Monk, do you have anything else to do when I come in this time?"

"What's the matter?"

"There is a Zhangyin City on the side of Yinshan Mountain. All the nine surnames in the city are cursed and trapped in the city. I wonder if the monk can rescue them?"

"Nine surnames?"

"Exactly."

"Where did the curse come from? It's just a cocoon that was created in the past. This old monk can't help you."

"Changes will happen over time. It's time for you to get out."

The old monk lifted the phalange, and the little finger was broken and fell into his hand: "If you can trouble me, young monk, to go to Bodhi Temple and hand this phalanx to the master of Bodhi Temple."

Xu Zisu retracted his knuckles and said, "Young monk, remember this."

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, a Buddha's light flashed through, and Xu Zisu disappeared into the dark space.

The warm sun shone on his body, and the chill slowly faded away. Xu Zi took a solemn look at the Yinshan Mountain in front of him, which still exuded the gloomy energy, and turned around to leave.

What happened in the dangerous place of Buddha Town thousands of years ago?
Then he threw this doubt behind his mind, knowing that it was useless now. With his own cultivation level, I am afraid that knowing it would only increase his worries.

I just don’t know how long it has been since I entered the mountain? ——
ten days ago,
In Ningzhou Prefecture, the Nantong River was surging, with waves everywhere, and a ferocious dragon emerged from the river. Countless people were frightened and rushed to escape.

The Demon Suppression Division immediately appeared and confronted the demon dragon.Afterwards, an old man walked out slowly, looking at the rising ferocious dragon with apprehension, and said with a frown: "Your Excellency, as a dragon clan, why did you show up in the big city of the human race without authorization?"

The dragon clan is different from mortal monsters, they have the ability to turn wind and clouds into rain, so they have many connections with the human race, and the dragon clan will not easily harm the people, so the relationship with the dragon clan is extremely delicate.

"Human Race Demon Suppression Department?"

"I am here today just to seek justice and have nothing to do with Erzhen Yaosi. Please hand over the young monk."

Little monk?
Kong Xin frowned slightly, and then the figure of Pudu appeared in his mind: "I don't know who Lord Long is referring to? Can Lord Long please clarify?"

The dragon jumped out of the water, and then turned into a middle-aged man in brocade robes. He looked at Kong Xin with a gloomy expression: "My nephew was practicing cultivation in the Jingshui of Songjian Prefecture, but was killed. Now, The murderer is in Ningzhou Mansion, if you don't hand him over, I will flood Ningzhou."

Kong Xin sneered: "I urge Mr. Long to think twice. If you make a mistake, Mr. Long may be fine, but the Shui tribe may suffer serious damage."

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the dragon man: "Are you threatening me?"

"Lord Long's words are wrong. It was Lord Long who said it first." Kong Xin looked at the big man from the dragon tribe.

Thinking of the strength of the human race, I had no choice but to suppress the impulse in my heart, and then said lightly: "Okay, as long as you hand over the little monk, I won't care about it anymore."

Kong Xin frowned and waved to the person behind him. The person turned around and disappeared on the street. Looking at the direction, it seemed to be Dingyuan Temple.

A quarter of an hour later, the warrior returned and shook his head helplessly: "My lord, the little master has already left. I heard that he went to Zhangyin County. I think he will return soon."

"Long Jun, I heard that the person you are looking for is not in Ningzhou Fucheng."

"I'll wait for ten days. If I don't see the little monk in ten days, I will be at my own risk." A trace of hostility flashed in the eyes of the dragon man, and then disappeared into the city in a stream of light.

Jingtingxuan,
Yuan Wanqing looked at Nantong River calmly. After a while, a figure appeared in the room.

"Wan Qing has met uncle."

"A dignified dragon clan, but still lingering on the human world, what a shame."

"My uncle's lesson is that after my uncle resolves the matter, Wan Qing will return to Shengjiang with his uncle."

Yuan Wanqing spoke very respectfully, but with her head lowered, her face was very calm.

The middle-aged dragon snorted coldly and ignored it.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a loud knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Miss, a dragon appeared in the Nantong River."

"Understood, you go down."

Seeing an additional figure in the room, Liu Tianyuan's eyes flashed with confusion, and then he retreated.

Time passed leisurely, and nine days passed in the blink of an eye. The Demon Suppression Department was in chaos, and quarrels could not be heard.

"Sir, did the young monk know about this and have already run away?"

"It's been ten days since I returned from Zhangyin County. It's time to crawl back even if I'm crawling."

"That's right, I've long realized that those bald donkeys are unreliable."

"Noisy!"

Kong Xin frowned. Based on his knowledge, the young monk should not be such a person, but if he left Zhangyin County directly, it was somewhat possible.

In this case, this matter can only depend on him.

Kong Xin sighed leisurely. A dragon similar to him looked like it would be a fierce battle. He just hoped that it would not affect the people of Ningzhou Prefecture.

The next day,

A dragon shadow flickered in the sky, the Nantong River surged, and countless boats crossing the river turned sideways into the river, but fortunately there was no one on board.

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