Chapter 253: Borrowing the Wind
Temple of King Chen.
Taoist Master Xuancheng has gradually gained the upper hand. The Yellow Turban warriors used their invulnerable bodies to block the evil wind, buying Taoist Master Xuancheng enough time to take action.
As he walked on the magic steps, let his hair down and chanted incantations, the evil wind became weaker and weaker and gradually subsided.
Chen Wangshen was surprised to find that no matter how he used his magical powers, he could no longer produce evil winds, as if an invisible force had banned all winds between heaven and earth.
This is the Taoist technique of prohibiting wind. Once it is used, even a wind as long as 90,000 miles will disappear into thin air in an instant.
Unless Chen Wangshen's cultivation level is far higher than that of Taoist Xuancheng, he can break it by force, but in fact his cultivation level is only comparable to that of Taoist Xuancheng, there is not much difference.
"Damn Taoist priest, you are quite capable!"
Chen Wangshen showed a hint of warning in his eyes, and said: "But don't think that this is the only ability I have!"
"If you retreat now, I can spare your life!"
He felt that this old Taoist priest was not easy to deal with. Although he had some tricks up his sleeve, who knew if this old Taoist priest from the Maoshan Sect had any other tricks?
Taoist Xuancheng stared at him, his eyes were experienced and full of wisdom.
"When I was farming, I had to pull out the weeds in the crops, otherwise they would compete with the crops for nutrients and affect the harvest."
After a pause, he said, "To cut the grass, you must uproot it, and to eradicate evil, you must do your best."
When Chen Wangshen heard this, he angrily said, "Stinky Taoist priest, how dare you compare me to a weed!"
When had he, who had always been proud and arrogant, ever endured such humiliation? You know, back then in the State of Chen, he was worshipped by the whole country and revered as a god. How glorious!
The angry Chen Wangshen finally used his most powerful trick.
The temple continued to tremble, and wisps of dust fell.
Countless black mists suddenly flew out from Chen Wangshen's body and poured into the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior.
But the strange thing was that all the Yellow Turban warriors were unharmed.
Taoist Xuancheng frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart.
The next moment, a strange scene appeared. Chen Wangshen raised a ghost-head knife and stabbed it into his own heart.
Bang! Bang! Bang…
As Chen Wangshen's heart was pierced, the hearts of the Yellow Turban warriors also exploded one after another. The divine power in their bodies quickly dissipated and turned into soybeans again, but there was a small hole in the middle of each soybean.
The magic of turning beans into soldiers was broken!
On the other hand, Chen Wangshen was still alive and well, and his pierced heart recovered quickly.
Taoist Priest Xuan Cheng remembered the children’s hearts that were enshrined on the altar when he first entered the temple. He looked at the plate and saw that the hearts inside... seemed to be missing a few?
In an instant, he understood the secret of the other party's magical power.
The monster Chen Wangshen has no heart. His heart comes from the offerings. As long as there is a heart on the altar, he can continue to use this magical power to curse and kill others!
Taoist Xuancheng shook the wooden sword in his hand and shot it towards the heart.
But Chen Wangshen was faster. He took the lead, collected those hearts and swallowed them all into his stomach.
"Hehe, old Taoist priest, you react very quickly. It's a pity that you are still a step too slow!"
Chen Wangshen once again spewed out streams of black air, attacking Taoist Xuancheng.
Without the Yellow Turban warriors' resistance, Taoist Xuancheng can only rely on himself this time.
But as a direct descendant of Maoshan and the junior brother of the current Maoshan Sect's head master, he is naturally not an ordinary person. He remained calm in the face of danger, bit his index finger, and smeared the blood on his forehead, forming a red vertical mark.
Then he let his hair down, held a sword in hand, and chanted incantations aloud.
"Taishang Laojun taught me how to kill ghosts and gave me a magic formula. I called the Jade Maiden to control the bad luck. I ascended to heaven with the left hand and stepped on Kuigang. I killed the evil ghosts and then cut off the night light. What gods would not surrender and what ghosts would dare to confront me? Those who confront me will die and those who betray me will perish. Whatever I ask for will be granted and whatever I set foot on will prosper..."
While he was chanting the incantation, the black air surged into his body, but Taoist Xuancheng didn't even look at it. He remained focused and resolute.
Seeing that his magical power had been achieved, murderous intent flashed in Chen Wangshen's eyes. He suddenly raised the ghost-head knife and stabbed it into his own heart.
At this moment, Taoist Xuancheng finished reciting the incantation, pointed the magic sword in his hand at Chen Wangshen, and said: "Destroy all evil, hurry and obey the command !"
Crack!
Chen Wangshen let out a scream, and his body began to break into pieces like broken porcelain.
Taoist Master Xuancheng also staggered and fell to the ground with a muffled sound, motionless, as if he had been seriously injured.
For a while, both of them ended up in a lose-lose situation.
Chen Wangshen didn't expect the other party to be so decisive. He underestimated Taoist Xuancheng, so he was seriously injured. Hundreds of years of practice were about to be destroyed.
But he still has one last chance, a chance to take over another's body.
The ghost statue in the corner of the temple trembled slightly, and cracks appeared. When all the dirt fell off, a little fat man in a Taoist robe appeared.
If Taoist Xuancheng was still awake, he would find that it was his beloved disciple, Lu Chunliang!
At this moment, Lu Chunliang's body was covered with mysterious talismans, his eyes were lifeless, his limbs were stiff, and he stared blankly ahead like a puppet.
There were more and more cracks on Chen Wang's soul and body, and he was getting weaker and weaker. He forced himself to walk in front of Lu Chunliang and prepared to hide in him.
The art of transferring souls and taking over other bodies!
He now urgently needs a body to nourish his soul, otherwise his soul will be scattered and hundreds of years of practice will be wasted in one day!
This little Taoist priest who got lost in the underworld has extraordinary physique and is undoubtedly the best choice.
Now he was extremely grateful that after catching the little Taoist priest, he did not kill him immediately, but instead used the soul-locking spell to seal his three souls and seven spirits as a way of retreat for himself.
Just as his hand was about to reach into Lu Chunliang's body, a thunderous shout rang out.
"Monster, stop it!"
Along with this sound, there was also rumbling thunder.
Boom!
A 49th Heavenly Thunder that shook the heavens and the earth fell on the head of Chen Wangshen, striking his shattered soul.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Wangshen would have had a way to deal with it, but at this moment, he could only watch his weak soul being shattered by the thunder and turned into nothing.
When he was dying, he looked behind him unwillingly, wanting to see who had ruined his good fortune.
In the lightning, one could only vaguely see a heroic young man flying over from the horizon. He was standing on auspicious clouds, wearing silver armor and holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword. There was a divine eye between his brows. Even though they were far away, one could still feel the oppression brought by the divine eye.
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Li Daoxuan fell to the ground, and at the moment when King Chen's soul flew away, the appearance of the entire temple changed drastically.
The walls had become extremely dilapidated and covered with cobwebs. The pillars had become rotten and dilapidated, emitting a smell like rotting corpses. As for the altar high up in the sky, it was actually made of bones.
Anger flashed in Li Daoxuan's eyes, what an evil god!
The "Book of Exorcising Demons" shone brightly again, but Li Daoxuan did not have time to look at it, but quickly ran towards Taoist Xuancheng on the ground.
But before he could use the longevity talisman or elixir, Taoist Xuancheng's face suddenly turned red, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.
He touched his heart and found no injuries, so he smiled slightly.
Li Daoxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time asked curiously: "Master Xuancheng, are you okay?"
Before he arrived, he used his divine eyes to observe the battle situation from a distance of hundreds of miles, so he was very familiar with the situation here. He could see clearly that Taoist Xuancheng was clearly hit by the opponent's curse, so why was he unharmed?
Taoist Xuancheng took out a peach wood cane, and saw cracks appearing on it.
"Haha, don't worry, little friend Li. Before I came to the Yellow Springs, I used the magical power of sending a staff. Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to save my life."
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized.
The cane is one of the 72 magical powers of the Earthly Fiends, which can transfer the damage suffered by oneself to other objects. Taoist Xuancheng transferred the power of the curse of the God Chen Wang to this peach wood cane and saved his life.
Li Daoxuan secretly admired him, thinking that he was worthy of being an old senior of Maoshan Sect, with rich experience and many tricks.
After listening to Li Daoxuan's story and seeing the soul-locking curse on his disciple, Taoist Xuancheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
If Li Xiaoyou had not arrived in time, and Chen Wangshen had taken over the body of his own disciple and played a trick to conceal the truth, it could have really caused a disaster.
An evil god became a direct disciple of Maoshan and even practiced Maoshan magic. It is horrifying to think about it. It can be said that Li Daoxuan indirectly prevented a disaster in Maoshan.
"Master Xuancheng, do you have a way to wake up Brother Lu?"
Xuan Cheng looked at the talisman on his apprentice, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "This is a soul-locking spell. It's not difficult to break it."
Li Daoxuan nodded and said with a smile: "The matter of Xu Du is going very smoothly. Taoist priest, save Brother Lu first, and I will go to help Master Aunt first."
Taoist Xuancheng suddenly bowed deeply to him and said gratefully, "Thank you, my friend!"
Li Daoxuan knew what he was thanking for. In fact, he felt a little embarrassed because he flew here in a hurry, not just to save people, but also to grab the heads and get the reward of the Heavenly Book.
He bid farewell to Taoist Xuancheng, used his magical power of summoning clouds, and flew towards the direction of his master nun Liu Ningyan.
On the way, he took a look at the "Book of Exorcising Demons".
"In May of the second year of Zhenguan, I killed Chen Wangshen in Huangquan Realm and received a reward - the magical power [Borrowing Wind]!"
"Borrowing the wind is one of the 72 magical powers of the Earthly Fiends. It is a Taoist magic of controlling the wind. When it is cultivated to a powerful level, it can summon the Samadhi Divine Wind, which can not only blow away the souls of gods, but also destroy demons and monsters!"
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A moment later, Li Daoxuan arrived at the place where the charming ghost had blocked his way before.
The battle between Master Liu Ningyan and the opponent entered a white-hot stage. Generally speaking, the charming ghost was at a disadvantage, and her charm could not seduce Master Liu Ningyan's swordsmanship.
When the ghost saw Li Daoxuan rushing over with a menacing look on his face, he was shocked.
This means that the other party is likely to have succeeded.
How is it possible? Chen Wangshen, Chihu and Ghost King are all...
For a moment, she felt as if she was falling into ice. If even they couldn't stop it, how could a small and charming ghost like her stop it?
When she thought of this, she lost all her will to fight and turned around, trying to escape.
"Don't leave!"
Liu Ningyan was in the heat of battle and was not willing to let her escape. He swung his sword and chased after her.
And at this moment, Li Daoxuan took action.
A huge gourd blocked the ghost's body, with the mouth of the gourd facing her, and Li Daoxuan was sitting on the gourd, looking at her with a smile.
Looking at the pitch-black gourd mouth, which seemed as unfathomable as an abyss, the charming ghost immediately panicked.
A huge fear arose in her heart, and the great terror between life and death made her make a choice in an instant.
Her body softened and she bowed down gracefully, her pretty figure faintly visible under her thin skirt. It was a profound ceremony of prostrating herself on the ground. When she kowtowed, the cleavage on her chest was very deep, attracting Li Daoxuan's gaze.
"I am willing to surrender and serve you from now on. I will obey your orders and follow your instructions..."
When she said the word "any", her beautiful eyes were full of waves, and there was a hint of pitiful sorrow in her charm. She was truly a beauty.
Faced with such a charming woman who speaks softly and is so charming, and who even humbles herself to bow to you, it would be difficult for any normal man not to be moved.
The murderous intent in Li Daoxuan's eyes seemed to fade a little.
"Bah, nephew, you must not be fooled, kill her quickly!"
Liu Ningyan chased after him, holding a sword and speaking angrily.
The charming ghost was delighted when she saw Li Daoxuan's eyes soften, thinking that her charm had worked, and continued to seduce, "I heard that there was a beautiful female ghost following you, sir, but it's a pity that she disappeared without a trace after Hongzhou."
She licked her red lips and said with a smile: "I wish to be like that female ghost, serving you and following you forever!"
The charming ghost likes to seduce people with outstanding meditation skills, so when some monks become famous, she will secretly target them.
The dragon-slaying Taoist priest Li Daoxuan was also one of her intended targets.
If Li Daoxuan did not come to the underworld this time, before long, she would even take the initiative to find him, destroy his practice, and make him her slave.
However, what Jing Meigui did not expect was that after she said this, Li Daoxuan's eyes suddenly became as cold as a knife.
He looked at her coldly, murderous intent in his eyes.
broken!
The charming ghost immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing.
She wanted to speak to make amends, but was interrupted coldly by Li Daoxuan.
"Are you worthy of being compared with Sister Yu?"
Li Daoxuan made a seal with his hands and said, "Collect!"
The next moment, the ghost's body was sucked into the gourd. Although she struggled desperately, she still couldn't resist the suction of the gourd and disappeared in an instant.
"Master, this ghost is cunning. Can your gourd kill her?"
Liu Ningyan asked somewhat worriedly.
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "Master, please take a look."
He stretched out his hand, and saw the Three Realms Gourd automatically shrink and fell into his hand. Then the black gourd body became transparent, and he could see the world inside.
The charming ghost stood in the gourd, like a tiny man the size of a grain of rice.
She was extremely frightened and fled frantically, trying to fly out of this strange world. However, even though she had used all her magical powers to fly for three days and three nights, the surroundings were still endless and vast.
Outside the gourd.
Liu Ningyan stared at the gourd blankly, her heart deeply shocked.
The sun has risen and the moon has set three times in the gourd, but only a short moment has passed outside the gourd. Is this a magic weapon that can even affect time?
Seeing the charming ghost panting and falling to the ground exhausted, Li Daoxuan shook the gourd slightly.
Suddenly, the ground beneath the ghost's feet shook, and the heaven and earth began to spin.
When everything calmed down, she had been crushed under a mountain of fire. The raging flames roasted her ghostly body, causing her to scream in agony.
She only held out for thirteen breaths, and after thirteen breaths, everything returned to normal.
Hundreds of years of hard training finally turned into only a few wisps of smoke.
