The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

boom! !

A series of loud noises followed one after another, a figure fell heavily from the air, and was thrown out like a lifeless shot put, passing through three or four residential buildings in a row, and finally fell down at the end of the street, with dust billowing, gravel flying, and a crack on the ground. There was a huge gap, and Cao Wenning, who had almost lost his mobility, crawled on the ground and climbed out of the hole with difficulty.

After crawling for less than two or three meters, a red figure stopped in front of her.

Cao Wenning looked up, and saw King Ashura of the Garland with a cold smile, and a circular ring blade inlaid with black and gold floating on the back of his head, which split into two sharp moon-shaped blades, and the tip of the blade was aimed straight at her.

Garland Asura King cut his messy hair, and spit out cruel words: "Thank you for maintaining the balance all these years, let us find the longevity serum that Pozhi hid."

Childish?Pozhi, the head of the four Asura kings?What does he have to do with Guizhen and Kusinara?What does the word wreath mean?

Wait, she remembered that King Pozhi Asura was suppressed in Bodh Gaya, the birthplace of the Buddha more than ten years ago.

How can it be?

Are the conjurers and supernatural beings of the Brahmans living for nothing?

"you……"

Before the words fell, two round ring blades stabbed down, and when they were about to pierce through the heart and throat, two willow branches across the sky sent the round ring blades flying, sparking a little spark in the air, and there was a third The willow branches wrapped around Cao Wenning's waist and dragged him away.

The round ring blade that was thrown away suddenly stopped when it was about to land, and flew back to the center of the flower ring's palm.

Garland turned her head, looked at the river covering the sky, squinted her eyes, chuckled a few times, and flew to the rooftop. As soon as her front feet walked away, several willow roots that seemed to have life jumped out from the ground where her back feet were standing. Finally, its strength and strength are stronger than steel bars, and it can easily damage the residential buildings when it falls from the sky.

The river is huge in stature. Although the rhizome system is perfect and rich, it has already formed a dense network structure underground, breaking through the ground at any time, piercing through the residential buildings to attack the flower rings, and the latter is very flexible, like flying birds in the dense jungle, flying The worms avoided the traps of the group of frogs and the traps of the pitcher plants one after another.

Compared with the flexible and small size of the wreath, the complex residential building is a considerable obstacle for the river willow.

Unknowingly, Huahuan ran to the edge of the residential area, stood on the roof, and smiled at Miss Heliu and made a gentlemanly salute: "I really don't have much time to play with you, I will talk about it later when I have a chance."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash where Miss Heliu could see.

He Liu couldn't catch up, so he lowered his head and asked Cao Wenning, "Are you okay?"

Cao Wenning was stunned, isn't this his master who is famously cruel and weird under the bridge?Every time they cross the bridge, they have to be careful, for fear that the disturbing river willow will be sucked into the bottom of the river and suck its life out.

Why is Heliu so friendly and gentle?

"I'm fine, you know me?"

"We met for the first time, I am Baimu's family."

Cao Wenning looked at He Liu's gentle face, and calmly remembered Huang Mao's saying that he could recruit family members, such as comrades' lovers, wives, and widows, so he probably knew something.

Grass.When Baimu left, he didn't say a word.

Cao Wenning was a little heartbroken. If he had known that such a number one general was in his hands, why had he lived so hard all these years?

Thinking about something in his heart, as if nothing had happened on his face, Cao Wenning thanked He Liu for his help, but saw the dark clouds approaching in the sky with his sharp eyes, and his face tightened: "It's the Asuras! They were ordered by King Asura to look in the direction and go straight to the ghost school. People are rushing over there."

He Liu looked up at the dark cloud and said softly, "Leave it to me."

Her tree trunk needs twenty people to hold hands, and the sloping canopy almost covers the entire residential area. At this time, thousands of roots rustle into the ground, climb up the residential buildings, weave into a big net, and fly low in the dark clouds. When the residence was in the building, the dense tree roots suddenly rose from the ground, completely lifting the ground, stopping the Asuras like a net of heaven and earth.

Cao Wenning cooperated with He Liu to snipe and kill the Asuras calmly.

At the same time, the two legions rushed to the hydropower plant, and when the battle was shaking, Totem and Wang Lingxian detonated the bomb that had been ambushed long ago. There was a loud bang, and the sky shook instantly. The whole strange town tilted to the east, and then the sky collapsed. The ground sank, torpedoes and rockets were thrown at the reservoir gate one after another, the dam was completely blown up, and the flood roared and surged down.

Wang Lingxian in the distance accurately interrupted the high-voltage wire with several shots one after another, and a huge current instantly flooded the entire upstream of the power plant.

The stragglers headed by the Gothic man rushed to the heights around the hydropower plant, joined other stragglers, concentrated their forces and firepower, and started the cleaning operation to strangle the fish that slipped through the net.

At this time, Bingdong was sure that Luo Hu didn't have a fourth life. Cen Jin controlled the feather blade to transform back into two black gold mechanical wings and continued to carry it on his back. Before leaving, he wanted to say hello to Anping, so he watched the battle from the sidelines.

He found that Anping's strength was comparable to that of this celestial being.

No matter in Buddhist or Brahman mythology, although gods and humans are more respected than asuras, their combat effectiveness is not flattering. Every time they lose to the king of asuras in a fight, they must send reinforcements.

In Buddhism, Emperor Shakyamuni asked Sakyamuni to rescue soldiers. In Brahman mythology, he asked gods to rescue soldiers. The origin of Lian Changsheng's serum was because the conflict between heaven and man and Asura was too great to be adjusted. God wanted to calm the dispute between the two parties. And churned the sea of ​​milk, trying to make them stop the endless battle through longevity.

The dean who claims to be Tianren Di Shitian can only draw with Anping, and he still has some weak successors. His strength is estimated to be between the third and fourth levels of high-risk and weird, but the actual combat experience is scarce at a glance.

Cen Jin scratched his fingernails, and fell into deep thought about the relationship between heaven and man and Asura. Various literary, mythological and historical records have proved that the relationship between heaven and man and Asura was so bad that it was once in a state of incompatibility.

Even the Buddha and the gods couldn't resolve their grievances, but now it seems that they have been hooked up for a long time, and the relationship is still very good.

King Rahu and Ashura obviously entered the treacherous town yesterday, but Di Shitian, on the contrary, is the dean of the sick building and has led the Asuras in the treacherous town for 15 years.

What kind of cooperative relationship is needed to make the Asuras be willing to be ruled by heaven and man?

It must be known that all the Asuras must repay their grievances, and they are united in one mind, and it is absolutely impossible to listen to people other than King Asura.

Unless Asura and Celestial Beings are of the same race.

According to relevant documents of the Brahman era, the era of Buddhism and Jainism, and the current Neo-Brahman era, Asura and the gods and humans are hostile, and there is absolutely no possibility of being of the same race. The relationship between them was not incompatible as it was later.

There are not many relevant records about the earlier Vedic era, that is, the ancient Bharat mythology system 4000 years ago, and there are quite few documents left. Gods such as Shiva and Vishnu, and gods such as Shiva and Vishnu were born out of some little-known little gods in the Vedic era.

Regarding the mythology system of this period, although there are texts that record the presence and absence of ancient Asura, there are only a few pens.

This is quite interesting.

In the post-Vedic era, the mythology system that was born earlier and once occupied the mainstream turned into a god who was neither a god nor a long-lived person. Asura was once reduced to ghosts. Become the Creator God.

No matter how you look at it, it feels like the old and new gods are changing.

The period from the Vedic era to the Brahman era was exactly four to 5000 years ago, corresponding to China about 5000 years ago. If I remember correctly, Zhulong said that this period happened to be the era of the rise of new gods and the decline of old gods.

The period from four to 5000 years is the era in which new gods and old gods alternate.

The speculation in Cen Jin's mind was getting bigger and bigger, and it was not confirmed, so it was not good to continue guessing in this direction, so he quickly stopped thinking and asked Anping if he needed help.

Anping responded in an orderly manner while busy: "No need. There is no other Asura, I can solve this celestial being."

"Then you are busy, I will rush to the ghost school and meet up later."

Bang——!Anping was kicked into the sick building, just hit the load-bearing wall, and half of the building collapsed.

Cen Jin waited until he replied 'OK' before leaving for the ghost school.

***

In the plaster room of the ghost school, the entire third floor of the building was razed to the ground. The plaster statues were broken into powder, exposing the ground full of ancient Sanskrit characters. A young man with a dark complexion and a taller adult man stood in front of the plaster room. .

The young man rubbed his fingers and said with a smile: "You see, Pozhi hasn't changed at all in these years. She shouldn't have been soft-handed back then, and the useless things should be chopped up quickly. If they were chopped up with a knife back then, there would be no broken things like now."

He had a smile on his face, and when he spoke, there was a hearty smile in his voice, as if he was just making a friendly joke, but in fact the smile didn't reach his eyes, only a resolute cruelty.

"Giving dead things to life...it's ridiculous." The young man faced the sunlight, with a large shadow cast behind him, and stepped barefoot on the floor of the plaster room. All the runes felt and came alive.

"Even I can't do it, he's delusional!"

The runes emitted a faint light, forming a transparent light film, as if clear water was slowly submerging the ground, spreading to the downstairs, the basketball court, the crimson dormitory, and the green field... Enclosing the entire ghost school, the long-buried runes were excited. Echoes the runes on the floor of the plaster chamber.

Or to be more precise, they are echoing the boy who is infinitely close to God.

When adult men see that young people don't need seals or chant mantras, they just walk over, and those ancient and mysterious Sanskrit scripts will bow their heads and follow them, and they will feel even more admiration and fear, as well as excitement.

Although the boy is infinitely close to God, he is really a human being.

With a mortal body, standing shoulder to shoulder with a god, isn't it more exciting than the reincarnation of a god?

This means that humans can also become gods. The domain of gods no longer belongs to those monsters that have survived for thousands of years. Humans can also set foot there one day.

The young man spread his hands, his white hair floated with the wind, and the dense rune culture was synonymous with powers such as sharp blades, hurricanes, and flames. He drilled into the ground, and the ground shook and cracked in an instant, and countless huge cracks opened around the plaster room. , some black, huge, indescribable tentacles drilled out of the surface one after another.

The humans who rushed to the ghost school felt something, stopped and looked at the green field hundreds of meters away. At this time, it was covered by countless huge black tentacles. Everyone who saw the tentacles was instantly polluted mentally, as if they had eaten Feeling dizzy like a poisonous mushroom, a kaleidoscope-like scene appears around, dark spots gradually erode the bright colors, and the emotions of chaos, delusion and terror are visualized in front of everyone.

This indescribable monster that crawled out of the green grass seems to be the center of the universe, the deepest and darkest place that people have seen, filled with endless evil, frightening and terrifying.

Human beings were so frightened that they couldn't even scream.

The boy in the plaster room looked at the green monster's mouth on the top of its head. There was a meat bag inside, and a corpse that was being melted by the green monster was hidden in the meat bag.

If Xindong, Cao Wenning, and Anping were here, they would definitely recognize the corpse in the flesh bag as the priest.

The pastor was kicked out of the church with serious injuries, and everyone and ghosts were looking for him.But he was hiding in the mouth of the green monster, ready to merge with the green monster.

In the eyes of the young man, the priest has another identity.

"Poor Asura King."

The organization records that King Ashura, who was suppressed in the birthplace of the Buddha, escaped secretly early on and followed orders to lurk in the treacherous town. Breed a green monster.

No one expected that he would choose to merge with the green monster.

The adult man felt the colossal horror of the monster from the green field. He was astonished at how Pozhi created such a terrifying monster. He felt that if he grew up to be a god, he might crush the gods.

He couldn't help but feel worried: "If Pozhi destroys Kusinara, will it affect our finding the longevity serum?"

The white-haired, black-skinned boy shook his head, looked in the direction of the church and said, "There is an unknown god in the church. I wonder if Pozhi can force him to take action."

It doesn't matter whether it's a child or a green monster. What really makes him afraid are the gods in the church.

All the gods and Buddhas in the sky of Bharat were slaughtered by him, and it is absolutely impossible for him to survive. He must not be a god from the myth system of Bharat.

Why are gods from other systems in Kusinara?What is the purpose?Is it also for the longevity serum?

***

The place most seriously affected by the earthquake was undoubtedly the church. There were countless cracks in the green ground at the back door, and countless tentacles crawled out. Aroma of rose juice.

But in the blink of an eye, the flowers and leaves are withered, and it is almost impossible to find a perfect rose.

The front and rear doors were shaken, and the church in the epicenter of the earthquake was as immovable as an insulator.

Ding Yiqing in the church stood up, stretched out his hands, and hugged the air like a lover, with smooth movements, took a deep breath, exhaled a mouthful of stale air that was stuffed in his chest, and then opened his eyes, showing a gentle smile

"If the customer doesn't knock, the tile will be peeled off when the house goes up."

Ding Yiqing pushed open the door, ready to reprimand her dear and lovely customers with the best gesture, when she just stepped out of the door, she caught a glimpse of a intact flower bud stuck in the crack of the railing.

He watched in silence for a few seconds, then stretched out his foot to step on it, crushed it into flower juice, and then smiled more tenderly and amiably.

"No flowers." Ding Yiqing sighed: "Poor customer."

The next moment, Ding Yiqing spoke brightly: "First of all, to cultivate a perfect customer, we need to formulate a perfect code of customer civilization."

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