Maoshan Judge

Chapter 142 Samadhi True Fire
"What are you panicking about?" Senior Brother Zhong Bang yelled calmly, as if we had taken a dose of tranquilizer, we immediately calmed down.

"Yes, if you want to die, you have to die in style, come and smoke." I took out the untouched Nine-Five Supreme and distributed one to everyone.

"Yo, Nine Five, not bad." Abe Ryuichi happily took the cigarette, but I ignored him, took out the lighter and lit the cigarette.

And at the moment when I lit the cigarette, the blood corpse didn't dare to get close any more, and just stood up to us.

Watching the wisps of smoke from the cigarette dissipate with the flow of air, maybe the next moment we will disappear in the world like the smoke.

"Is this guy afraid of cigarettes?" Beckham yelled joyfully, and approached the blood corpse with a lit cigarette.

"Don't~" I yelled at him, but a strange thing happened, Xiao Bei took a step forward, and the blood corpse took a step back.

"This~" Senior Brother Zhong Bang looked at this scene in amazement, but also expressed sadness and joy, "This guy is not afraid of cigarettes, I think he is afraid of fire."

"Then we'll set him on fire." As soon as Abe Long took out the heating wire lighter, he took out the contents of his briefcase, lit it, and threw it towards the blood corpse.

When the blood corpse saw the burning bag and threw it towards him, he looked at the flying bag in horror, dodged quickly, and dodged the backpack.

"Damn it, forget that his speed has become faster now." Abe Ryuichi murmured.

"Come on, throw your bag over there too." Abe Long snatched my bag, but it couldn't be ignited. I laughed, my bag was treated with fire prevention, how could it be ignited?Now that he knows the weakness of the blood corpse, as long as he holds on to the lighter tightly, he will be fine.

"He, what's your bag?" Abe Ryu scolded and threw the briefcase to me.

"Cut~" I glanced at him contemptuously. What's ridiculous is that this guy doesn't know what to buy. This is forged by Yin Huo.

"What should I do?" I saw that it was not an option to continue this confrontation, and I would starve to death if I was not killed.

"I'm coming!" Senior Brother Zhong Bang took off his coat, lit his coat on fire, and quickly rushed towards the blood corpse.

The blood corpse did not dodge, but the moment the lit clothes touched the blood corpse, the fire on the clothes went out.

The blood corpse stretched out its tightly clenched hands, and hit Senior Brother Zhong Bang hard. The senior brother was sent flying a few meters, and I caught Senior Brother Zhong Bang who was flying towards him.

The moment I touched Zhong Bang, I felt a sharp pain in my hand, and there was a "click" as if my hand was broken, and my hands became limp and unable to move.

"I can't move my hand." I realized that my arm was probably dislocated.

"I'm coming!" Abe Long helped Senior Brother Zhong Bang one by one, dragged my shoulder with one hand, and held my arm with the other, "Dude, if it hurts, just call it out."

"Come on, bite my arm!" Xiaobei stretched out his fat white arm, motioning for me to bite his arm.

"No need, brother's kindness is appreciated!" I politely refused, I can't let Xiaobei get hurt because of me, I want to protect him.

When Xiaobei saw that I refused, he turned to look directly at the blood corpse, "I'm here to watch the wind." Xiaobei suddenly had an idea, took out a Swiss Army knife from his waist, split a nearby door panel into firewood, and lit it not far away. When he got up, the blood corpse still didn't dare to approach when he saw the flames.

Abe Ryu first turned my arm, and then pulled it hard, only to feel a tingling pain in the joints of the arm.

"How is it? Is it better?" Abe Long put down my arm and motioned for me to move it.

I turned my arms a few times, only to feel that the previous feeling of weakness had disappeared.

"Thank you!" I thanked Ryu Abe with a hug.

Ryuichi Abe nodded triumphantly, and laughed loudly: "It must, we are strong buddies,"

"By the way, since the fire in the mortal world can't help him, it doesn't mean that the fire in the sky is useless." Senior Brother Zhong Bang said with difficulty, this must be what he just thought of.

"What is skyfire? Is it fire that fell from the sky? It should be lightning." Ryuichi Abe raised a series of question marks, and I slapped his head violently, "I praised you just now, why are you so mentally retarded now?" ?”

"This heavenly fire is the real fire of samadhi, which can burn all objects in the world." Brother Zhong Bang said, and stretched out his hand to me, "Brother, come for a cigarette!"

"Here you are, senior brother!" I threw a whole box of opened Ninety-Five Supremes over, and senior brother took the cigarettes in surprise, "Senior brother treats me better!"

"Brother? Did you know each other before?" Abe Ryuichi asked suspiciously, but his mouth was exposed because of the brother's carelessness.

"Let's not talk about that, let's think of a way to destroy the blood corpse first!" Senior Brother Zhong Bang turned to look at the blood corpse.

"Samadhi True Fire? How to use it?"

I asked curiously, what kind of prestige is it like that red boy who spits out the true fire of Samadhi.

The brother took out a yellowed kraft paper from his trouser belt. It seemed to have been old for some years, and it could be used as a cultural relic in a museum.

"What is this?" I stared at the antique kraft paper curiously and asked, this could not be a treasure map, but what is the use of treasure now.

"This kraft paper was left to me by my master. This is the secret art of Maoshan Tiandao School, Samadhi True Fire. I am not good at it. I have studied it for decades, but I still can't understand the mystery inside it." The brother said with shame.

Both Xiaobei and Abe Longyi came over curiously and wanted to see it, but the senior brother closed the kraft paper and said, "Go, go, go, this is the secret technique of my Maoshan Tiandao Sect, you guys go to defend it!"

"Tch, what's the big deal!" Abe Ryuichi said contemptuously, but Xiao Bei didn't complain, and looked at the blood corpse with Abe Ryuichi vigilantly.

I went up to take a closer look, and there was a poem first on the kraft paper: The third eye gathers the mind to realize, the three fires gather together and the sun rises, the black mole breaks through the sky, and the sky fire destroys evil spirits!Below is a sequence of actions.

"What about this formula?" I asked.

"It's in the verse," the senior brother pointed to the verse above, "I just can't comprehend the verse in it."

"Let me try!" I said and closed the parchment. Fortunately, a sentence that Master once asked me to repeat seemed to be related to this poem, and didn't the Celestial Eye refer to the Celestial Eye?

I rushed in front of Xiaobei and the others, with my eyes closed tightly, "Quiet your thoughts and concentrate your mind, the three yangs gather at the top, the yangs turn into fire, and the light nourishes the fire, and your urgency is like a law!" My posture began to change constantly, and then I opened my eyes suddenly, and there was a burning sensation between my brows, and a glazed flame burst out from between my brows, and went straight to the bloody corpse.

He might have thought it was just an ordinary fire, so he didn't dodge, but went to catch the real fire of Samadhi head-on. He didn't expect that the real fire of Samadhi would burn vigorously as soon as it touched him.

"Hoho~houhou~~" the blood corpse kept screaming, and ran wildly in the hall on the ground floor. In a corner, he found a bucket with half a bucket of water in it. He lifted the bucket.

"Stop him quickly, don't let him put out the fire!" Abe Ryuichi said anxiously, and the senior brother patted his chest proudly, "This true fire of Samadhi can't be extinguished."

Sure enough, the blood corpse poured half a bucket of water over its head, and the flames on its body not only didn't decrease, but got bigger and bigger, and the glazed light filled the whole hall.

"Won't there be a fire here?" Abe Ryuichi became worried. To be honest, if there was a fire, we would die here too.

"Don't worry, the real fire of Samadhi does not burn lifeless things." The senior brother smiled and took out the box of Nine-Five Supremes I gave him, and started smoking on his own, seeming to enjoy watching the blood corpse being burned by the real fire of Samadhi .

After a while, the blood corpse was burnt by the real fire of samadhi, leaving only a puddle of blood, and the door leading to the second floor opened with a creak.

(End of this chapter)