Dragon Ball, while crossing the heavens and the world
Chapter 202 Fighting
The mortals around Luo Yan and Kou Zu moved away one by one.
Kou Zhen also slowly put away the golden curtain in the air. The curtain that resisted Luo Yan slowly shrank, fell into Kou Zhen's hands, and turned into a handkerchief. Kou Zhen stuffed it into his sleeve and disappeared.
Then Kou Ji shook out four things from his sleeves again, which were the Four Treasures of the Study that he used during his lifetime.
Spreading out the paper, Kou Zuo held the Langhao pen in his hand and quickly studied the ink to write: "Yao Yao smoke waves spread thousands of miles away, and the fragrance of white apples spreads in the east wind." '
This is a seven-character quatrain written by Kou Zhen during his lifetime. It is called Jiang Nanchun and was written when he was demoted to Daozhou.
The poem was completed, the wind blew up, and a wave of water rolled up in the void and rushed towards Luo Yan.
This water seems both tangible and invisible, full of melancholy. It makes people feel that once they fall into this water, they will be entangled in the sorrow and melancholy, unable to get out of the water, and will suffocate and die.
"Good poetry, good spells!"
The magic of the evolution of incense and Shinto is indeed exquisite. It can actually use the power of incense to turn the scene described in the poem into reality. This is almost the same as the setting of Confucianism and Taoism at a certain point.
Luo Yan did not use the ability of other worlds. He just activated his magic power and used the spells in the Ruyi Book to deal with it.
He pinched his nose, puffed up his chest, took a deep breath like a ventilator, and then suddenly opened his mouth to spit out thick smoke and flames.
This is the true fire of samadhi in the wish-fulfilling treasure book.
This samadhi true fire is not fire in wood, fire in stone, or fire in the air.
But there are three kinds of fire in the human body: the first is the fire of gaze; the second is the fire of thoughts; and the third is the fire of pneumatic movement.
When the three fires merge into one, even fine steel must be melted into molten iron.
The true fire of Samadhi, encountering the tide of Kou Ni's evolution, will instead burn more and more vigorously, burning the sorrow and sorrow into steam.
Large areas of the tide were evaporated, and Luo Yan's fire also surged towards Kou Ni.
Kou Zuo's expression remained unchanged, and when he dipped his wolf-hair brush into ink to calligraphy and painting, a group of curly-haired rats appeared on the paper.
He shook the paper and saw the ink marks moving, and the curly-haired mouse in the painting also jumped out of the paper.
The large group of curly-haired rats squeaked and rushed into the sea of fire, opening their mouths to suck left and right, and in a short while they swallowed up all the Samadhi True Fire.
"What kind of mouse is this? It can even eat the true fire of Samadhi?"
"This is a fire rat. It was born in fire and feeds on fire. There is no flame in the world that can do anything to this rat."
After eating the Samadhi True Fire, those fire rats' fur became golden and shiny. They all rushed towards Luo Yan with their teeth and claws bared, trying to gnaw at Luo Yan.
Luo Yan cut off a strand of hair, chopped it into pieces, threw it away, and transformed into countless big black cats.
The cat catches the mouse, life and death are in conflict with each other.
Those mice that can wallow in the true fire of Samadhi cannot become rampant when encountering a black cat. They can easily be killed by the black cat holding its tail, stepping on its head, and biting its neck.
Kou Zuo then painted a group of gray wolves, using the wolves to drive the cats away, causing the chickens to fly and the dogs to jump.
Luo Yan transformed a fire stick into his hand, fanned the smoke from the fire stick, and turned the smoke into a striking white-fronted tiger.
The tiger was two feet long, its head was as round as a millstone, and its tail was like a steel rod sweeping a thousand pieces.
The tiger came down the mountain, roaring like thunder, and killed a gray wolf in one bite.
Kou Zuo frowned and threw the pen holder away. The wolf-hair brush swam in the sky and slowly turned into a steel knife.
The steel knife was as fast as lightning, and it cut off the tiger's head with one blow.
The tiger's head fell to the ground, and three feet of hot blood spurted out.
Luo Yan's expression changed, he picked up six stones, squeezed them hard, and shaped them into a stone man to fight with the steel knife.
The stone man has a trunk, limbs and head, seven exquisite orifices, and a body shape similar to that of a real person.
The steel knife slashed at the stone man, making a banging sound and spattering sparks.
The stone man was fearless and would break the steel knife as soon as he caught it.
Luo Yan's face softened a little: "Kou Xianggong uses a pen as a sword. It is indeed exquisite, but he is still no match for me, who can turn a stubborn stone into a human being! Hahaha!"
"A stubborn heart cannot be enlightened by a sword or pen, so I will smash your stubborn heart to pieces."
Kou Zu threw the inkstone out, and the inkstone grew in the wind. After a few breaths, it became ten meters in diameter, and the black piece hit the stone man made by Luo Yan.
The huge inkstone weighed unknown, was black and shiny, and exuded the fragrance of ink. It fell from the sky and smashed the stone man into pieces with a snap.
Luo Yan was not angry, but smiled mysteriously.
After the stone man was smashed, a green seed fell out from the rubble. The seed took root in the ground and quickly grew into vines. The vines grew from the thickness of a rope to the size of a python in just a few breaths.
Countless vines tightly wrapped around the inkstone, strangling it tightly to prevent it from rising into the air again.
Luo Yan and Kou Zhen were fighting with each other, using all the techniques of transformation. Until now, Kou Zhen was at a disadvantage.
Luo Yan always used the changes in the mortal objects around him to deal with it, but Kou Zuo used Shinto magic tools such as langhao brushes and inkstones to know each other's superiority and inferiority at a glance.
There was a piece of rice paper in front of Kou Zuo, but the paper turned into a magic weapon and could not affect the vines.
"Okay, you are superior in the art of transformation. I am willing to be inferior. Let's see if you can still beat me in the art of controlling ghosts."
Kou Zuo was embarrassed and angry, and he was already going to use his ability to suppress the situation.
The so-called City God is, after all, the God of the Underworld. The art of transformation is not what he is good at. His duty is to exorcise gods and control ghosts.
The City God is in charge of the Nether Prison, the mortal justice system, and the jurisdiction over the demons and monsters within his jurisdiction. He has great power. It can be said that he can arrest, try, convict, and imprison all at once.
Judicial and law enforcement powers were in the hands of the City God.
Some city gods have been in office for a long time, and they are simply like Yamas in the world. In addition to being able to control ghosts and gods, they can also increase and change the longevity of mortals at will.
Although Kou Zuo had only been a city god for a year, he had also gathered many ghost soldiers and imprisoned many spirits.
Then he waved his sleeve, and a cloud of incense ash emerged from his sleeve.
Above the incense and ashes, there stood hundreds of tall and burly Yaksha ghosts wearing armor and swords, led by powerful mountain ghosts with strong physiques and meteor hammers on the left and right.
Those ghosts are not sinister, but give people a masculine aura, because they are attached to the city god, eating incense and absorbing wishes, and they are well-organized ghosts and gods.
There are hundreds of ghost soldiers, all with mana surging, and they all have the strength of a cultivator who refines gods and returns them to the void.
The weapons in their hands are also extraordinary. They are weapons made of Netherworld iron. They flash with black light and can cause huge damage to living creatures.
"Ghost soldiers, take this man down for me." Kou Zuo had the soldiers in his hands, and he was confident and shouted loudly.
"Follow your orders!"
All the ghost soldiers shouted in unison, with strict discipline and many times more powerful than the mortal Song Army.
"Kou Xianggong thought you were the only one with the troops to use, but let me spread the beans and become an army!"
Luo Yan flipped his wrist, grabbed a handful of bright yellow peas, threw them in front of him, and then activated his magic power.
I saw the peas taking root on the ground and sprouting quickly. After a while, they grew into large pea bushes and bloomed with butterfly-like flowers.
The pea flowers formed pods, and those pea pods were unusually huge, like lanterns. When the pods matured, a golden-armored soldier fell from the inside.
The soldier was also wearing strong armor and holding a spear, and his aura was no weaker than that of the ghost soldiers.
It's just that the soldier's appearance is a bit weird. He doesn't have a human face, but has a trumpet-shaped face. It looks like the pea shooter from "Plants vs. Zombies" with a human body.
Large pods were ripe, and within a short time, Luo Yan was filled with soldiers in golden armor standing in front of him.
The pea soldiers and the city god's ghost soldiers fought together, with swords, guns, swords and halberds, flying sand and rocks.
Yaksha slashed at the pea soldier with a steel knife. He saw a steel gun in the pea soldier's hand, blocking the chop. Then he raised his head and spit out fist-sized peas from his mouth. Like a cannonball, he hit Yaksha in front of him on the head with blood. .
This is an improved version of Luo Yan's pea shooter who can move freely.
In addition to regular pea cannonballs, soldiers can also spit out peas with fire, ice, and electricity.
All of a sudden, those ghost soldiers were attacked one after another. They were burned, frozen, and struck by lightning, and their bodies became torn apart.
It's just that the incense ash Qingyun under their feet can continuously provide them with incense and wish power, so that they will not be distraught even if they suffer severe injuries.
After taking a breath of incense and wishing, the torn bodies of these ghost soldiers were restored to intact.
If you step on Qingyun, it will be difficult to eliminate the ghost soldiers.
Relying on the incense ash Qingyun, it is easy for these hundreds of ghost soldiers to directly destroy a monastic sect.
That is to say, they suffered a big loss when they encountered a large number of Pea Warriors with powerful attacks and complicated tricks.
Kou Zhen also slowly put away the golden curtain in the air. The curtain that resisted Luo Yan slowly shrank, fell into Kou Zhen's hands, and turned into a handkerchief. Kou Zhen stuffed it into his sleeve and disappeared.
Then Kou Ji shook out four things from his sleeves again, which were the Four Treasures of the Study that he used during his lifetime.
Spreading out the paper, Kou Zuo held the Langhao pen in his hand and quickly studied the ink to write: "Yao Yao smoke waves spread thousands of miles away, and the fragrance of white apples spreads in the east wind." '
This is a seven-character quatrain written by Kou Zhen during his lifetime. It is called Jiang Nanchun and was written when he was demoted to Daozhou.
The poem was completed, the wind blew up, and a wave of water rolled up in the void and rushed towards Luo Yan.
This water seems both tangible and invisible, full of melancholy. It makes people feel that once they fall into this water, they will be entangled in the sorrow and melancholy, unable to get out of the water, and will suffocate and die.
"Good poetry, good spells!"
The magic of the evolution of incense and Shinto is indeed exquisite. It can actually use the power of incense to turn the scene described in the poem into reality. This is almost the same as the setting of Confucianism and Taoism at a certain point.
Luo Yan did not use the ability of other worlds. He just activated his magic power and used the spells in the Ruyi Book to deal with it.
He pinched his nose, puffed up his chest, took a deep breath like a ventilator, and then suddenly opened his mouth to spit out thick smoke and flames.
This is the true fire of samadhi in the wish-fulfilling treasure book.
This samadhi true fire is not fire in wood, fire in stone, or fire in the air.
But there are three kinds of fire in the human body: the first is the fire of gaze; the second is the fire of thoughts; and the third is the fire of pneumatic movement.
When the three fires merge into one, even fine steel must be melted into molten iron.
The true fire of Samadhi, encountering the tide of Kou Ni's evolution, will instead burn more and more vigorously, burning the sorrow and sorrow into steam.
Large areas of the tide were evaporated, and Luo Yan's fire also surged towards Kou Ni.
Kou Zuo's expression remained unchanged, and when he dipped his wolf-hair brush into ink to calligraphy and painting, a group of curly-haired rats appeared on the paper.
He shook the paper and saw the ink marks moving, and the curly-haired mouse in the painting also jumped out of the paper.
The large group of curly-haired rats squeaked and rushed into the sea of fire, opening their mouths to suck left and right, and in a short while they swallowed up all the Samadhi True Fire.
"What kind of mouse is this? It can even eat the true fire of Samadhi?"
"This is a fire rat. It was born in fire and feeds on fire. There is no flame in the world that can do anything to this rat."
After eating the Samadhi True Fire, those fire rats' fur became golden and shiny. They all rushed towards Luo Yan with their teeth and claws bared, trying to gnaw at Luo Yan.
Luo Yan cut off a strand of hair, chopped it into pieces, threw it away, and transformed into countless big black cats.
The cat catches the mouse, life and death are in conflict with each other.
Those mice that can wallow in the true fire of Samadhi cannot become rampant when encountering a black cat. They can easily be killed by the black cat holding its tail, stepping on its head, and biting its neck.
Kou Zuo then painted a group of gray wolves, using the wolves to drive the cats away, causing the chickens to fly and the dogs to jump.
Luo Yan transformed a fire stick into his hand, fanned the smoke from the fire stick, and turned the smoke into a striking white-fronted tiger.
The tiger was two feet long, its head was as round as a millstone, and its tail was like a steel rod sweeping a thousand pieces.
The tiger came down the mountain, roaring like thunder, and killed a gray wolf in one bite.
Kou Zuo frowned and threw the pen holder away. The wolf-hair brush swam in the sky and slowly turned into a steel knife.
The steel knife was as fast as lightning, and it cut off the tiger's head with one blow.
The tiger's head fell to the ground, and three feet of hot blood spurted out.
Luo Yan's expression changed, he picked up six stones, squeezed them hard, and shaped them into a stone man to fight with the steel knife.
The stone man has a trunk, limbs and head, seven exquisite orifices, and a body shape similar to that of a real person.
The steel knife slashed at the stone man, making a banging sound and spattering sparks.
The stone man was fearless and would break the steel knife as soon as he caught it.
Luo Yan's face softened a little: "Kou Xianggong uses a pen as a sword. It is indeed exquisite, but he is still no match for me, who can turn a stubborn stone into a human being! Hahaha!"
"A stubborn heart cannot be enlightened by a sword or pen, so I will smash your stubborn heart to pieces."
Kou Zu threw the inkstone out, and the inkstone grew in the wind. After a few breaths, it became ten meters in diameter, and the black piece hit the stone man made by Luo Yan.
The huge inkstone weighed unknown, was black and shiny, and exuded the fragrance of ink. It fell from the sky and smashed the stone man into pieces with a snap.
Luo Yan was not angry, but smiled mysteriously.
After the stone man was smashed, a green seed fell out from the rubble. The seed took root in the ground and quickly grew into vines. The vines grew from the thickness of a rope to the size of a python in just a few breaths.
Countless vines tightly wrapped around the inkstone, strangling it tightly to prevent it from rising into the air again.
Luo Yan and Kou Zhen were fighting with each other, using all the techniques of transformation. Until now, Kou Zhen was at a disadvantage.
Luo Yan always used the changes in the mortal objects around him to deal with it, but Kou Zuo used Shinto magic tools such as langhao brushes and inkstones to know each other's superiority and inferiority at a glance.
There was a piece of rice paper in front of Kou Zuo, but the paper turned into a magic weapon and could not affect the vines.
"Okay, you are superior in the art of transformation. I am willing to be inferior. Let's see if you can still beat me in the art of controlling ghosts."
Kou Zuo was embarrassed and angry, and he was already going to use his ability to suppress the situation.
The so-called City God is, after all, the God of the Underworld. The art of transformation is not what he is good at. His duty is to exorcise gods and control ghosts.
The City God is in charge of the Nether Prison, the mortal justice system, and the jurisdiction over the demons and monsters within his jurisdiction. He has great power. It can be said that he can arrest, try, convict, and imprison all at once.
Judicial and law enforcement powers were in the hands of the City God.
Some city gods have been in office for a long time, and they are simply like Yamas in the world. In addition to being able to control ghosts and gods, they can also increase and change the longevity of mortals at will.
Although Kou Zuo had only been a city god for a year, he had also gathered many ghost soldiers and imprisoned many spirits.
Then he waved his sleeve, and a cloud of incense ash emerged from his sleeve.
Above the incense and ashes, there stood hundreds of tall and burly Yaksha ghosts wearing armor and swords, led by powerful mountain ghosts with strong physiques and meteor hammers on the left and right.
Those ghosts are not sinister, but give people a masculine aura, because they are attached to the city god, eating incense and absorbing wishes, and they are well-organized ghosts and gods.
There are hundreds of ghost soldiers, all with mana surging, and they all have the strength of a cultivator who refines gods and returns them to the void.
The weapons in their hands are also extraordinary. They are weapons made of Netherworld iron. They flash with black light and can cause huge damage to living creatures.
"Ghost soldiers, take this man down for me." Kou Zuo had the soldiers in his hands, and he was confident and shouted loudly.
"Follow your orders!"
All the ghost soldiers shouted in unison, with strict discipline and many times more powerful than the mortal Song Army.
"Kou Xianggong thought you were the only one with the troops to use, but let me spread the beans and become an army!"
Luo Yan flipped his wrist, grabbed a handful of bright yellow peas, threw them in front of him, and then activated his magic power.
I saw the peas taking root on the ground and sprouting quickly. After a while, they grew into large pea bushes and bloomed with butterfly-like flowers.
The pea flowers formed pods, and those pea pods were unusually huge, like lanterns. When the pods matured, a golden-armored soldier fell from the inside.
The soldier was also wearing strong armor and holding a spear, and his aura was no weaker than that of the ghost soldiers.
It's just that the soldier's appearance is a bit weird. He doesn't have a human face, but has a trumpet-shaped face. It looks like the pea shooter from "Plants vs. Zombies" with a human body.
Large pods were ripe, and within a short time, Luo Yan was filled with soldiers in golden armor standing in front of him.
The pea soldiers and the city god's ghost soldiers fought together, with swords, guns, swords and halberds, flying sand and rocks.
Yaksha slashed at the pea soldier with a steel knife. He saw a steel gun in the pea soldier's hand, blocking the chop. Then he raised his head and spit out fist-sized peas from his mouth. Like a cannonball, he hit Yaksha in front of him on the head with blood. .
This is an improved version of Luo Yan's pea shooter who can move freely.
In addition to regular pea cannonballs, soldiers can also spit out peas with fire, ice, and electricity.
All of a sudden, those ghost soldiers were attacked one after another. They were burned, frozen, and struck by lightning, and their bodies became torn apart.
It's just that the incense ash Qingyun under their feet can continuously provide them with incense and wish power, so that they will not be distraught even if they suffer severe injuries.
After taking a breath of incense and wishing, the torn bodies of these ghost soldiers were restored to intact.
If you step on Qingyun, it will be difficult to eliminate the ghost soldiers.
Relying on the incense ash Qingyun, it is easy for these hundreds of ghost soldiers to directly destroy a monastic sect.
That is to say, they suffered a big loss when they encountered a large number of Pea Warriors with powerful attacks and complicated tricks.
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