Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 369

Chang'an City.

There is still one day before the Longmen Fairy Meeting will be held.

A team of monks entered the city, and an old monk sat on the shoulders in the middle. He held the seal of the Buddha in his hand, with a solemn treasure appearance, and there was a colorful Buddha light behind his head, just like a living Buddha.

However, this kind old man who looks like an eminent monk is actually the Turkic national teacher, the evil Buddha Mahe, who is even known as a demon monk in the Tang Dynasty. Each of his three disciples caused a stir in the Tang Dynasty. The bloody wind can stop children from crying at night.

The moment this team stepped into Chang'an City, the majestic dragon aura shrouded in the Taiji Palace was startled, and the entire emperor seemed to wake up in an instant, and the faint dragon chant sounded, overshadowing the old monk's chant. by sound.

The louder the chanting, the louder the dragon chant. The sacred and majestic dragon aura is protecting the people in the imperial capital from being deceived by demons.

Even the common people who followed the monks suddenly woke up. They showed a dazed look, only to realize that they were ragged and hungry, and had followed the monks for hundreds of miles.

They were lucky. Along the way, many unexamined people died of exhaustion or thirst on the road.

The people in Chang'an City looked at the old monk who looked like a Buddha descended into the world, and they all stopped to watch, very curious, but they didn't know that if it wasn't for the protection of the dragon energy, they would have lost themselves a long time ago and were forcibly taken into the Buddhist sect.

Mi Saluo looked solemnly, and said: "The dragon energy in Chang'an has nearly doubled compared to that in the ninth year of Wude. Li Shimin must not stay. Ji Li Khan should not have retreated back then, so he should have entered Chang'an and wiped out Li Shimin. Don!"

The burly general-like monk sneered and said, "It's not too late now, as long as the master gives an order, the Sa family will rush into the Taiji Palace and break Li Shimin's neck!"

The handsome young monk smiled and said: "Brother, don't be impatient. The Longmen Fairy Meeting is coming soon. There should be many Taoist masters in Chang'an City. I heard that there is a Taoist priest named Li Daoxuan in the Central Plains. He was born in Longhu Mountain. Invincible hand, the prestige is tight!"

"I bother!"

The burly monk said disdainfully: "What is the invincible hand under the Yang God? When Dai Sajia met him, he punched his head!"

The handsome monk shook his head and smiled, but did not speak.

Mi Saluo said indifferently: "I've heard of that Li Daoxuan's name, maybe he has some skills, but it's ridiculous to say that he is invincible under the Yang God. The Han people in the Central Plains like to exaggerate."

The burly monk laughed loudly and said: "You heard that, the elder brother said the same thing. Although there are many Han people, they are all cowards. How can there be any heroes? The Han people in the Yangshen realm can't beat Master, and the Han people below the Yangshen realm can't beat us. Although Chang'an is big, they are all cowards, cowards!"

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but he also yelled out loudly, especially the word coward, the sound was like a bell, and the force was like thunder.

When the people in Chang'an City heard this, they gritted their teeth with hatred, but this burly monk was born with a hulking back and a fierce spirit, and his roar was even more shocking and frightening.

They all dare not speak out.

And the old monk on the shoulders closed his eyes and said nothing, quietly settled down, as if nothing in the world could make him pay attention, not even the majestic dragon aura in Chang'an City, never made him open his eyes.

"Hahahaha!"

The burly monk looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice full of sarcasm.

Among the onlookers were young Taoist priests who had come to participate in the Longmen Immortal Fair. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help their blood surging, and they were about to step forward to fight, but they were stopped by the elders in the sect.

"Nonsense, do you know who that old monk is? He is the Turkic national teacher, the evil Buddha Maha, who once beheaded three Yangshen realms!"

"There are also the three disciples beside him, the eldest disciple, Mi Saluo, who is good at moving mountains and controlling water. The last bad guy, Captain Baihu, died in his hands!"

"Second disciple Chavajra, who specializes in the physical body, the Vajra Appearance is said to be invincible in the physical body. He once relied on his fists to beat three flying zombies to death!"

"As for the three disciples, Huan Yanzhen, although he looks the youngest, his mind is the most sinister and vicious, and he is especially good at illusion. A few days ago, the great Confucian Luo Yao committed suicide. It is said that he cast the spell..."

Hearing the warning from the elders of the sect, although the young Taoist priests were unwilling, after weighing it all, they could only grit their teeth and hold back.

The Tang Dynasty was not without experts, such as the old celestial master of Longhu Mountain, the Qingyi empress of Yuzhang City, and Xu Qingxuan, the injustice sword fairy who has become more and more famous in recent years, but these people did not come to participate in the Longmen fairy meeting.

It was precisely because Maha knew this that he dared to enter Chang'an city braggingly.

Seeing that those arrogant Turkic monks were about to leave, a roar sounded at this moment.

"Monk, take your life!"

Roar!
Under the blue sky and broad daylight, a gigantic ape with a height of several feet roared out, holding a huge iron rod weighing ten thousand catties in its hand, with a sudden leap, it stepped on the ground until it cracked every inch of it, and jumped onto the ground like a cannonball. air.

"kill!!!"

The giant ape's voice shook the world, and its muscles bulged like an explosion. Its eyes were bloodshot and filled with endless hatred, and it stared at Misaluo.

boom!
Wan Jun's heavy stick smashed down, shaking away the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and the strong wind that was raised made people unable to open their eyes, and the skin hurt like a knife.

This stick, full of Wang Bo's anger, is really overwhelming, unstoppable!
Except for the evil Buddha Maha and his three major disciples, the other Turkic monks could not stand still, and their eyes showed panic.

The old monk still sat firmly as a rock, and the cassock on his body was not even blown. The whole person seemed to be independent of the world. This meditation skill was shocking.

His second disciple Chajingang laughed loudly, and said: "What a wonderful technique, this monkey may be that Li Daoxuan, let's see the Sa family take him!"

The next moment, streaks of golden light lit up on his body, and behind him emerged a huge vajra image, with three heads and six arms, with wide-eyed anger, wrapped around a dragon snake, like an evil ghost!

clang!
Wang Bo's iron rod hit Misaluo, but was caught by the three arms of Vajra Buddha, making a harsh impact sound.

Like a golden bell!

Then the other three arms of the Vajra Buddha punched the giant ape.

boom!
The giant ape hit the ground like a shell and sank deeply into the ground.

But at the next moment, the giant ape with rough skin and thick flesh jumped out again. Although the iron rod in his hand was taken away, his fist was also an indestructible weapon, enough to break mountains and rocks. He rushed towards Misaluo without hesitation, fiercely Not afraid of death!

……

In the depths of Zhongnan Mountain.

Chacha had finished her breakfast and was about to call for Shizun, but she saw Shizun come back by herself in fluttering white clothes.

Tiger Qiangwei carried the drunk Li Daoxuan on his back, obediently following behind Taizhen.

"Huh? What's wrong with Master Uncle?"

Chacha asked.

A smile appeared on Taizhen's face, and said: "Greedy, drunk, help him to sleep on my bed."

Chacha blushed and said, "Master...Master, are you making progress so fast?"

Taizhen glanced at her and reached out to tap her on the head.

"No more nonsense, and I will lose all your teeth as a teacher!"

Chacha shrank her neck, then quickly covered her mouth. She lifted the leather belt around Li Daoxuan's waist, lifted it up with one arm, and sent it to the master's bed.

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on the uncle's body, she secretly slandered: "Master, it's true, don't you just like the uncle, why do you have to get him drunk, the smell is so bad, it's so convenient to give medicine... "

An hour later.

Taejin is writing something by the window.

Chacha came in and prepared hangover soup. She wanted to give it to the uncle, but she let out a surprise and said, "Master, uncle...why is he shining?"

Taizhen turned to look at Li Daoxuan, and saw the flawless white light flowing around his sleeping body, which tended to spread gradually.

She moved her beautiful eyes and smiled.

"Chacha, don't touch him again, your uncle is about to break through."

(End of this chapter)