Chapter 179: Master Erlang descends to earth to defeat demons!
The female monk stared at this scene blankly. She was not a quack, so she had some vision. The other party was surrounded by a clear light like water, and displayed unpredictable means...
This is no longer at the level of magic, but... supernatural power!
Among all the Taoist practitioners in the world, those who can cultivate supernatural powers are either top-notch powerful people or extraordinary geniuses with extraordinary talents.
Obviously, the handsome Taoist in front of him should be the latter.
The female cultivator couldn't see through his cultivation level, it was obvious that the other party's realm was higher than hers.
Not only the female cultivator was shocked, but also the ghost hiding under the water.
The water surface was calm for a moment, and it seemed that the ghost was also confused for a moment.
However, cold winds soon blew around, and a shrill voice was heard, carrying a warning.
"Taoist, you and I have nothing to do with each other, why do you have to stand up for these people?"
There was actually a hint of negotiation in her voice.
Obviously, the methods Li Daoxuan displayed just now made her very afraid.
Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "If I encounter a ghost like you that harms the world, I will just kill it. Why do I need a reason?"
The ghost did not expect Li Daoxuan's attitude to be so tough. She said angrily: "Taoist, don't think that I am afraid of you. You should leave immediately. I can let everyone on this boat go, but that woman must stay!"
This is when the bargaining begins.
I'm giving you face by letting you take away everyone except that woman, so please don't interfere anymore.
Li Daoxuan raised his sword-like eyebrows and said, "This god?"
He smiled faintly and said disdainfully: "A mere lonely ghost who threw himself into the lake to kill a jealous woman, do you think you are worthy of being called a god?"
In his heart, only someone like the Green-Robed Lady, who has protected an area for thousands of years and adhered to principles and bottom lines, is worthy of being called a god.
Immortals value freedom, while gods have to shoulder many responsibilities. The land of China has never kept idle gods since ancient times!
Li Daoxuan's words deeply stimulated the ghost in Zhaofu River, and she let out a roar.
"Damn Taoist priest, let's fight to the death!"
Li Daoxuan was unmoved and said calmly: "Haha, the fish will die, but the net may not break."
boom!
A giant stood up from the Zhaofu River. He looked like a woman, more than ten feet tall, like a small mountain.
"Taoist, I will grind you to dust!"
Her voice echoed in all directions, with a real divine majesty.
Seeing this scene, the people on the ferry all looked pale and terrified. They all knelt down and bowed to the giant where the water converged.
“The river god has appeared!”
"Lord River God, please spare my life, Lord River God, please spare my life!"
"It's all their fault. They offended you. It has nothing to do with us!"
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Listening to their voices, Li Daoxuan frowned slightly.
Obviously, I and that female monk were fighting for them, but they said such things.
There was a hint of disappointment in the monk's eyes, but she still pulled herself together and tried her best to calm everyone down.
"Taoist, do you admit your guilt?"
The ghost's voice rang out again, high above, like thunder. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have been frightened out of his wits and would have knelt down to worship.
Li Daoxuan snorted coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"How dare a mere ghost pretend to be a god? If you are really a god, then I am still Erlang Zhenjun."
After saying this, a divine eye opened between his brows, radiating light as bright as the moon.
The ghost was obviously startled, and then laughed: "The gods and Buddhas of the past have long disappeared, where did Erlang Zhenjun come from - ah!!!"
A dazzling golden light shot out from Li Daoxuan's heavenly eye, rushing straight into the Dou Palace and illuminating the sky!
boom!
The seemingly terrifying water giant was directly pierced by the demon-subduing golden light. The scorching golden light evaporated the water into mist, causing this arrogant giant to collapse!
"You really are Lord Erlang!"
The ghost let out a shrill scream, then turned into a wisp of black mist and turned around to escape. It had completely lost its fighting spirit and didn't even want to leave its old nest, Zhaofu River.
However, a dragon roar that shook the earth was heard.
A hundred-foot-long black dragon flew out from Li Daoxuan's back. It was many times more powerful than the dragon energy that the female cultivator had shot out before. It was mighty and lifelike, and flew towards the ghost.
"Master, spare my life!"
The ghost screamed and begged for mercy.
Qinglong ignored its pleas for mercy and swallowed the ghost in one gulp. There was a hint of disgust in the dragon's eyes, as if it didn't taste very good.
After a while, Qinglong had digested the female ghost. He opened his mouth and spit out a green talisman, then flew back into Li Daoxuan's back.
Li Daoxuan held the green talisman and saw a pattern on it that he had never seen before, and it exuded a somewhat evil aura.
Qinglong told him that this was something in the ghost girl's body and she couldn't digest it.
At the same time, a line of small words appeared in the "Book of Exorcising Demons" in Li Daoxuan's mind.
"In the first month of the second year of Zhenguan, I killed a ghost at Zhaofu River and was rewarded with [One Year of Taoism]!"
Li Daoxuan withdrew it immediately.
The progress in one year is not that great, and it is not noticeable to others.
The magic power in his body became more powerful and his foundation became stronger. His flesh, blood, and tendons also gradually became stronger under the nourishment of the magic power.
The reward was not generous, which was not surprising to Li Daoxuan. The ghosts in Zhaofu River seemed powerful, but they were actually paper tigers, which were equivalent to the level of the late stage of fasting.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been almost killed by that female monk.
What really made Li Daoxuan curious was this talisman. It did not look like a Taoist talisman at all. It did not have a trace of righteousness and was extremely evil.
The ghost didn't have much power. According to what the old man had said before, the Zhaofu River used to just stir up a few waves. The local people would even take the newlyweds to the river to look at them and judge their beauty.
But now the Zhaofu River has almost become a forbidden area for women, and there is terrifying thick fog everywhere, which is very abnormal.
Perhaps it was this talisman that enhanced the magical power of Zhaofuhe's ghost, allowing her to have the ability to control the wind and waves?
He turned around, wanting to discuss something with his master, but he saw the female monk staring at him blankly, her eyes sparkling, as if she had seen an idol.
"Er... Master Erlang!"
Li Daoxuan was stunned. Could it be that he had met an admirer of Erlang Zhenjun?
This is actually not surprising , as Erlang Zhenjun plays the role of a righteous demon slayer in many vernacular stories.
He is handsome, has great magical powers, and is righteous. All demons cannot escape his divine eyes.
The situation was fine in the Tang Dynasty, but in the Song Dynasty, the belief in Erlang Shen was particularly strong. At that time, there were many stories about slaying demons and eliminating monsters in folk stories, and at the end of the story, Erlang Shen often came down to earth to clean up the mess.
Erlang Shen is the trump card of those storytelling authors. No matter how complicated the situation is, how powerful the demon is, or how weak the situation is, as long as they write about Erlang Shen coming down to earth to defeat the demons, everything will be solved.
The audience was very happy with the performance and applauded.
"You, are you really Erlang Zhenjun?"
The female monk suddenly became a little nervous, her voice stuttering a little, and her face, which was originally pale due to the injury, now became very rosy.
Li Daoxuan coughed and said, "I am not Erlang Zhenjun. The Heaven Eye just now was just a magical power."
The light in the little girl's eyes dimmed again. Although she had long known that gods and Buddhas had disappeared from the world, she was still a little disappointed when she heard this answer.
Li Daoxuan and his master looked at each other.
Zhang Qianyang stood up and said with a smile: "Little girl, if you have a chance in the future, please ask the Taoist Yuan Tiangang for me and tell him that the wine he owed me back then should be repaid."
The little girl widened her eyes and asked, "Senior...Senior, do you know the headmaster?"
"Haha, I haven't seen him for decades. Has he become the headmaster?"
Zhang Qianyang felt a little emotional, then shook his head and said nothing. He looked at his apprentice, then used the technique of shrinking the earth, left the ferry and went away into the distance.
