When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

When Tan Xin chased after him, Jiang Mo and Yun Qingyue had almost finished taking care of those vicious souls.

Wu Xiang saw the magic weapon he worked so hard to refine destroyed, and the peace before was gone. He glanced at the twenty or so fierce spirits left on the scene, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and the Buddha seal in his hand suddenly changed.

Yun Qingyue immediately sensed the change in the atmosphere, glanced at Wuxiang and the fierce spirit, and pulled Baihu: "Go, these fierce spirits are about to explode!"

The ferocious soul who can be picked up by Wuxiang and included in the Buddhist beads is obviously not too bad. Jiang Mo, who has seen a monk blew himself up, immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. She ran faster than her senior sister, and was about to run with her senior sister, but it was too late—at the moment Yun Qingyue's words fell, the remaining souls in the field screamed in unison, with a dazzling red light bloom from them.

Seeing that it was not good, Bai Hu didn't have time to run away, so he simply jumped forward and pinned Yun Qingyue under his body. And the moment she threw Yun Qingyue to the ground, more than twenty fierce spirits exploded at the same time, and vigorous energy surged towards the surroundings.

Yun Qingyue could feel the trembling of Baihu's huge body, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Jiang Mo silently swallowed a mouthful of blood. After all, Baihu's blood is precious, so how can he vomit indiscriminately? Moreover, there are many strange spells in the comprehension world, and what they are facing is a demon monk who has entered the magic way. She dare not leave blood, what if the other party uses this to cast a sorcery?

At the moment of being injured, Jiang Mo's mind was in a mess, and many messy thoughts came out, even she couldn't figure out what she was thinking. It wasn't until she felt that her senior sister's hand was gripping her fur much tighter that she suddenly came back to her senses, broke free from the inexplicable vacant situation, and comforted her through sound transmission: "Senior sister, I'm fine."

Yun Qingyue's heart relaxed at first when he heard the words, and then tightened again - Baihu must be injured, otherwise the sound transmission would not be possible. And even if the white tiger is fine, they will still face the demon monk. In the fight before, they just destroyed her string of prayer beads!

Thinking of this, Yun Qingyue clenched her hand slightly, the palm was the sword amulet Master gave her to save her life...

It was at this moment that Tan Xin arrived.

He spent some time in the pagoda, and when he chased him out, let alone Wuxiang, even Yun Qingyue and Baihu had disappeared. The man and the tiger were in a hurry to chase them before, but they didn't realize that the young monk who was left behind didn't follow, so they didn't even leave a mark. So Tan Xin had no choice but to look for it and chase it. It was thanks to the fact that the vicious soul blew itself up so fast.

But Tan Xin, who came looking for the news, couldn't be happier. He saw the consequences of the self-destruction of the murderous soul at a glance—the originally dense forest was razed to the ground at this moment, and the surrounding tens of miles seemed to be carefully plowed. Not only is there no grass growing, even a larger stone cannot be seen. And there was a deep pit at the center of the explosion, and a faint golden light flickered at the bottom of the pit and went out.

When Tan Xin saw this, her heart skipped a beat, and before she had time to find out what happened, she immediately rushed to the side of the deep pit to look down. In the end, I saw a white tiger lying on the bottom of the pit, covered in wounds, and even the golden light protecting the body was gone, as if it was dying.

He was anxious when he saw it, and was about to go down to check the situation, but he caught a glimpse of the corner of the red robe out of the corner of his eye.

Tan Xin raised her head suddenly, and met the eyes of the monk in red.

When Xu Shi saw his former fellow disciple, Wu Xiang's expression froze for a moment, but his eyes turned cold immediately. He glanced at the deep pit, then looked at Tan Xin, and said with a slight sarcasm: "Why, it's been a long time, and you finally want to save someone?"

Tan Xin didn't know Wu Xiang, but she felt guilty because of this sentence. Speaking of which, whether those demon cultivators came for him or Foguang Temple, they had nothing to do with Yun Qingyue and Bai Hu. They were just passing by, but every time something happened, they were the ones who were at the front, but he was late, so no matter how he looked at it, he was a loser.

"Junior Brother Tanxin, don't listen to his nonsense, it has nothing to do with you." Yun Qingyue broke free from under the white tiger, saw the mottled injuries on the white tiger at a glance, and said something fair while feeling distressed.

It is her own choice to go with Tan Xin, and it is her own criterion that the righteous way and the evil cultivator are not compatible. Tan Xin never asked her to do anything, so she naturally couldn't blame the other party. What's more, even if she has some grudges in her heart, Wuxiang can't say these words, the demon monk has no good intentions, saying these things is just to shake Tanxin's Buddha's heart.

When Tan Xin heard her angry voice, a trace of surprise flashed across her black and white eyes, but he was vigilant in the face of the enemy and felt that he hadn't looked back. His vigilant eyes fell on Wu Xiang: "Who are you?"

Wuxiang sneered, but also answered: "Dharma name Wuxiang, doesn't my nephew know me?"

Tan Xin's face changed suddenly, obviously he had heard of the name of the demon monk - he was born in the Buddhist sect, and he was also a disciple of the Buddhist sect before Wuxiang became a demon.

However, Tan Xin's sudden change of color was not because of the identity of the Wuxiang Demon Monk, but because Wuxiang appeared here unexpectedly. Unlike Yun Qingyue, who still needs Wuxiang to break through, Tan Xin has a discerning eye, and can see Wuxiang's spirit problem at a glance. His soul is not complete, it's just a part that has been divided, and this physical body doesn't quite match the soul, it's obvious that he came from it.

In the world of comprehension, seizing a house is a taboo. Some Nascent Souls who have lost their bodies are already risking the world's dissatisfaction by seizing others. It is despicable and at the same time they will face hunting and killing if they are exposed. But Wuxiang's actions were obviously even more excessive, and he killed a person just fine!

Tan Xin recited the Buddha's name, and his expression was never serious before: "Your Excellency has long since betrayed the Buddhist sect, so I don't dare to be a nephew and poor monk. But since you are from the Buddhist sect, and now you do evil things, the Buddhist sect will naturally accept you." It's time to clear the portal..."

When he finished speaking, his hands formed a Buddha seal, and the white jade rosary floated in front of him.

Seeing this, Wu Xiang smiled coldly again, obviously not paying attention to the junior of the master. What the other party said about cleaning up the house was even more a joke to him, and the Buddha seal was formed on his hand at the moment, and his gestures were the same as those of Tan Xin.

It's just that the magic weapon used by Tan Xinjieyin is a white jade rosary, on which the golden Buddha's light shines, and the six-character mantra is faintly visible.

After the phaseless seal, what was summoned was a Zen stick, the whole body of the Zen stick was golden, but the light that bloomed was reddish in gold. But in the eyes of someone with discerning eyes like Tan Xin, the radiance emitted by that Zen staff is not only golden with a reddish tinge, but also clearly has a trace of black air. The black air is not demonic air, but evil air and death air. One can imagine how many people died under this Zen staff.

The Zen stick was originally a Buddhist magic weapon, but it fell into Wuxiang's hands and turned into a magic weapon. Tan Xin felt a little distressed when she saw it, just like she felt sorry for Wu Xiang who had gone astray—Wu Xiang was originally very talented, and he was the junior that the sect had placed high hopes on. It's a pity that he once made a mistake and defected from the master's school, and now he has harmed many people as a demon monk. Most of the elders of the master's school blame themselves for this.

But the more heartbroken Tan Xin was, the more merciless his subordinates became.

With the Buddha seal formed in his hands, a layer of golden Buddha light emerged all over his body, setting off his immature face and making his precious appearance solemn. At the same time, he paused word by word, and read out the six-character mantra: "Om, well, nei, ba, me, hum!" Note

As soon as the six-character mantra came out, the white jade rosary suddenly burst into Buddha's light, and the six-character mantra became clear characters floating in the air. Then as Tan Xin stretched out his hand and pushed forward flatly, the six-character mantra was aimed at Wu Xiang.

Seeing this, Wu Xiang sneered disdainfully, made the same seal in his hand, and also read the six-character mantra. But he is different from Tan Xin, although the young monk's cultivation level is not bad, but he is still young, and he needs to borrow the power of magic weapon to use this six-character mantra. The non-phase cultivation base is much deeper, even if it is just a clone, there is no pressure to cast the Six-Syllable Great Ming Mantra.

It's just that he wanted to kill with one blow, so the power of the six-character mantra was applied to the magic weapon. The Zen stick was blessed by the six-character mantra, and the golden-red light around it was extremely dazzling, and it attacked Tan Xin with a mighty momentum.

The moves of the two sides quickly matched each other, and the two golden lights collided together, silent but depressing.

Obviously, Wuxiang's Zen stick is even more powerful, but for some reason, as soon as the golden red light comes into contact with the pure Buddha light, it melts instantly like ice and snow meeting high temperature—under Wuxiang's unbelievable eyes, the golden red light gradually melts. Annihilation, and then the golden Zen stick, which turned black little by little from the beginning to the end as if the paint had fallen off.

Until the last Zen stick fell to the ground, there was a muffled "bang-dang". A fishy sweetness surged up in Wuxiang's throat, and a mouthful of blood almost spewed out, but he swallowed it back with force.

There was a layer of red light in his eyes, and he looked at Tan Xin frantically: "How could this happen? Yours is not Buddha's light at all, what tricks did you use?"

Tan Xin didn't answer, and didn't look at him, she still pushed flat with her hand. The six-character mantra character exuding a strong Buddha light broke through the blockade of the Zen staff and moved forward again, this time attacking Wuxiang himself.

Wu Xiang's face was extremely ugly, this time he didn't dare to underestimate the junior in front of him, he hurriedly sacrificed another purple golden bowl to resist. However, the purple-gold bowl, which is good at defense, doesn't seem to be doing well against the six-character mantra. The light on the magic weapon is eroded a little bit, and it seems that it is about to hurt the magic weapon itself-this purple-gold bowl is different from the Buddhist beaded Zen stick, but it is the original life of Wuxiang Magic weapon, where can it be easily damaged? !

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Que decisively retracted the purple gold bowl, and at the same time retreated violently, trying to avoid it. However, no matter how fast he moves, how can he be faster than Buddha's light? Just as he took back the purple gold bowl, a ray of Buddha's light shone on him.

Demon cultivators and Buddha cultivators are naturally mutually exclusive, so when demon cultivators face Buddha's light, most of them will be hurt. But this does not include Wuxiang. He was originally a Buddhist cultivator. Although he fell into the way of demons later, his cultivation base has not been abolished. Instead, he has walked out of another path of both Buddha and demon cultivation. The Buddha's light had almost no influence on him, but this time, for some reason, the soft Buddha's light shone on him, but it hurt like thousands of needles.

Wu Xiang quickly avoided the Buddha's light, his face was so gloomy that it seemed that water could drip - the pain came second, and when he was illuminated by the Buddha's light, he felt his soul was in turmoil, as if he was about to leave the body that had been taken away.

This is very bad, he tried his best to enter this secret realm, but he didn't come here to deliver food!

Seeing that the six-character mantra failed to hit him again, Wu Xiang glanced at Tan Xin, who was surrounded by Buddha's light, and gave up the idea of ​​cutting grass and roots after weighing in his heart. With his toes on the ground, he landed lightly on the golem, and smiled bitterly at Tan Xin, "Well, well, you are worthy of being a senior disciple of the Buddhist sect. For the sake of the fact that you and I are from the same sect, I will let you go today." One horse."

While speaking, the six-character mantra had already reached Wuxiang. Hearing a cold snort from him, the devil elephant under the seat immediately put up its ivory and blocked it towards the six-character mantra, and then heard the devil howl, and three of the six ferocious ivory tusks broke at once.

The ivory is transformed by the cultivation of the golem, and although it can be regenerated in the future, there is no doubt about the damage it will do to it.

Fortunately, after this stage, the six-character mantra finally exhausted its last bit of energy, shattered into little bits of golden light and dissipated.

Seeing this, Wu Xiang didn't want to stay any longer, and after taking a last look at Tan Xin, he drove away quickly on the golem.

Tan Xin didn't chase after him, but just stood there watching him leave. After a while, the Buddha's light all over the body of the young monk who was still dignified suddenly disappeared. Then his feet went limp and he fell directly to the ground, the blood on Qing Juan's face instantly disappeared.