Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 529: Chapter 529 Killing Heng Yin

Chapter 529: Chapter 529 Killing Heng Yin

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Except for specific items and means, few people in the world can control dragon energy, even the supervisor is powerless. What about the pagoda spirit?

Therefore, Xu Qiyan, who has the fragment of the earth book and the formula taught by the supervisor, and who carries the luck of half a country, is the only one in the world who can

control dragon energy.

Under such a premise, all Xu Qiyan has to do is to be present when the Buddhist sect grabs the dragon energy.

No one would have thought that there is a person who can control dragon energy hidden among the Leizhou warriors, and Jingxin did not expect it either. Therefore, when he learned that the pagoda spirit could guide the dragon energy, he thought he was sure of it.

After the dragon energy entered the fragment of the earth book, it immediately swallowed the little dragon in the mirror, and then coiled in the space of the earth book, turning into a solidified sculpture, no longer moving.

In an instant, the eyes following the dragon energy focused on Xu Qiyan.

The people of Leizhou were envious and jealous, and the Buddhist monks were horrified.

"You....."

The head monk Hengyin's face was ferocious, pointing at Xu Qian'an, roaring: "Evil demon, evil demon, you will die today."

This man first injured the monks in the temple, then used his words to encourage the warriors of Leizhou, and then summoned the Sitianjian sorcerer Sun Xuanji...

He ambushed in the dream world, and after escaping from the dream, he bombarded himself. Under the accumulation of all kinds of things, Master Hengyin's mentality exploded..

Master Jingxin's face was slightly distorted, and he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. The opportunity and fortune that should have belonged to him were taken away by someone. The monk Jingyuan shouted, "Hand over the Buddhist treasure and I will spare your life."

Xu Qi'an sneered, "The treasure belongs to the virtuous, and it chose me. The Buddhist sect wants to take it by force? Brothers, let's fight together and divide the treasure equally."

Li Shaoyun's eyes lit up, "Are you serious?"

The envious Leizhou warriors also looked over.

"If it's a lie, you can kill me then." Xu Qi'an laughed.

Liu Yun's eyes flashed, and she said loudly, "That makes sense. Kill these bald donkeys first, leave the pagoda, and then we will divide the treasure equally. If we can't leave the pagoda, everything is empty talk."

She is now standing on Xu Qian's side without principles to repay his life-saving grace.

The Leizhou warriors thought about it and immediately protected the cannon, holding a weapon in one hand and raising a fire gun or a military crossbow in the other, confronting the Buddhist monks.

Heng Yin was furious: "Who is doing this to rob and rob? It's you! That dragon energy is the treasure of my Buddhist sect. How can a crude warrior like you get involved? If you don't hand over the dragon energy today, don't even think about leaving the pagoda. Fellow disciples, follow me to defeat the devil."

He sat cross-legged on the spot, put his hands together, and chanted scriptures.

The Zen masters followed suit and sat cross-legged, put their hands together, and chanted scriptures.

The Leizhou warrior's brain was shocked. Those mosquito-like sounds lingered in his ears and echoed in his mind, washing away the hostility in his heart and making people feel the urge to "convert to Buddhism".

The Zen masters in the Buddhist system are not known for their combat power. Their main means of attack comes from the "discipline" of the fifth-grade law-abiding person. The ninth-grade novice monk has no combat power bonus, and the eighth-grade is a martial monk and does not belong to the Zen master system.

The seventh-grade master is proficient in Buddhism and can transcend the dead and brainwash the living.

The sixth-grade Zen master practices Zen, and when he sits in meditation, he is not afraid of the invasion of external demons.

The fourth-grade ascetic monk, like the ninth-grade novice monk, belongs to the pre-grade, and neither has a combat power bonus.

In other words, before the second-grade Arhat, the combat power of the Zen master system is extremely limited.

From this point, we can see why Buddhism has two systems. The monks are more like the bodyguards of the Zen masters, escorting them before they achieve the fruit position.

Therefore, the nickname of the third-grade Vajra is: Dharma Protector Vajra.

The chief Hengyin led the Zen masters to chant scriptures, and he used the ability of the seventh-grade master - brainwashing the living.

The sound of Sanskrit resounded through the second-level space, converting the Leizhou warriors. Except for Li Shaoyun and other fourth-grade warriors, and a few fifth-grade warriors, the other heroes all had ferocious faces and showed resistance.

Although they had not escaped into the monastic gate, they had lost their combat power and only cared about fighting against the increasingly strong desire to become a monk in their hearts.

Fortunately, the disciples of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea were also affected and lost their fighting power.

Clang...Xu Qian'an calmly took out a cannon, aimed it at the Buddhist monk, twisted the fuse with his fingertips, and ignited it.

With a muffled "bang", the cannon suddenly retreated, and the cannonball was ejected, hitting the head seat Hengyin.

The monk Jingyuan stood in front of the Zen masters and punched the cannon. The air wave accompanied by the flames swept one-third of the space.

In a space that is not spacious enough, the cannon can exert great lethality.

Everyone staggered back due to the air wave, and their eyebrows and hair were burned by the flames. The Zen master who was sitting cross-legged swayed from side to side, and immediately sat cross-legged again and continued to recite scriptures.

Dongfang Wanqing snatched the sword of a monk, ran a few steps, suddenly turned around,

and cut out a blade light that twisted the air.

The blade shattered the bodies of the two martial artists, crossed the gun barrel, and exploded on the hard ground.

The gun barrel was split into two, and the cut was even.

Yuan Yi snorted coldly, and commanded his men to move like a rabbit, taking two steps closer

to Dongfang Wanrong. During the process, he pressed the saber on his waist.

Dongfang Wanrong was a wizard. As long as he seized the opportunity to get close, he could

kill her within ten moves.

Master Jingxin put his hands together at the same time, locked onto Yuan Yi, and said:

"Put it down..."

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, and Xu Qian'an pulled the trigger, trying to blow up Master Jingxin's dog head and stop him from performing the precepts.

Dongfang Wanqing turned around and threw out the saber. With a "dang" sound, the flying saber hit Yuan Yi's saber, knocking the blade off.

Seizing this gap, Dongfang Wanrong summoned a phantom, descending on her body, giving her a physique and defense that was no less than that of a warrior.

Dangdangdang!

Yuan Yi's attack, which contained the intention of a sword, slashed Dongfang Wanrong like a rainstorm, forcing her to retreat again and again. She could not parry and could only resist.

Although he had the physique and defense of a warrior, close combat was the domain of

warriors.

On the other side, Li Shaoyun danced with a spear, entangled Dongfang Wanqing, and the intention of the spear was like a dragon. Every time he pointed it out, it was accompanied by a

sharp air explosion.

"Swish!"

Dongfang Wanrong pulled off the corner of Yuan Yi's clothes and launched the curse.

Yuan Yi, who was vigorous and fierce the moment before, suddenly froze in the next moment, his face pale a little, as if he had suffered unimaginable damage from the body.

It was a pity that Dongfang Wanrong could not pull off Yuan Yi's hair, otherwise the power of the curse would be stronger.

Before she could fight back, a figure flashed by her side, crossed two swords, and slashed at her neck, sparks flew, and the sharp sound spread throughout the space.

The shadow above Dongfang Wanrong's head shook violently, on the verge of collapse, and deep knife marks appeared on her snow-white neck, and blood was dripping.

"Stinky monk, why don't you help?"

Dongfang Wanrong scolded.

It was impossible for her to resist two fourth-grade warriors who were good at close combat

by herself. Jingyuan had to join the battlefield, restraining the master of the double sword sect while paying attention to the Zen masters.

Inside the tower, Li Lingsu stood on the turret, peeping at the beads in the hands of Du Nan

Jin Gang with a little fear, worrying about his two little lovers.

As for Xu Qian, for Li Lingsu, what Xu Qian wanted to rob had nothing to do with him, success

or failure did not matter, as long as this senior could get out of the tower smoothly.

"Sun, Senior Sun..."

Li Lingsu said: "What was the origin of that dragon energy just now?"

Sun Xuanji said: "Yes."

After a long time, Li Lingsu did not get a follow-up reply.

Just when he was concentrating on watching the battle and had forgotten his own questions,

he heard Sun Xuanji slowly say: "Dragon..."

What are you talking about...... Li Lingsu's mind was full of question marks.

"Really amazing!"

The little white fox curled up in Mu Nanzhi's arms, watching with relish.

"Can you see the beads so far away?"

Mu Nanzhi rubbed its head.

"Don't rub my head, it's uncomfortable." The little white fox said in a delicate voice:

"I can see it, and I can see it very clearly."

Mu Nanzhi was a little envious, because the distance was too far, and she couldn't see

anything.

She rubbed the little white fox's head again. The fur was soft and warm. If it was made into

fox fur, it would be suitable for wearing in this increasingly cold season.

Wait, what am I thinking, it's still a child..... Mu Nanzhi restrained the woman's instinctive

desire for mink clothes and fox fur.

"By the way, you little vixen, how did you get here?" Mu Nanzhi asked curiously.

The little fox appeared beside him inexplicably, without any warning.

"My queen asked me to come!"

The little white fox answered every question, honest and well-behaved.

"My queen?" Mu Nanzhi looked at it.

"I can't tell you, I'll lock you up in the small dark room if I tell you." The little white fox said

sincerely.

Xu Qian'an appeared silently in the shadow of the head monk Hengyin. He blew out a puff of

green smoke with force, accompanied by poisonous gas and the aphrodisiac gas of the love poison, as well as the ability of the heart poison to affect the mind.

But all of these failed without exception. When the Zen master was meditating, he could

resist the invasion of external demons.

Xu Qian'an was not surprised by this, because he knew the magic of Zen, which the monk

Shenshu had already demonstrated. The reason why he made these seemingly useless attempts was to deal with the warrior monks guarding the surrounding area.

While the monks were being disturbed and controlled by the love, poison and heart poison,

Xu Qi'an slapped the Baihui acupoint of the head monk Hengyin.

"Don't kill!"

Zen Master Jingxin put his hands together and said in a deep voice.

Xu Qi'an's eyes flashed with struggle, but he didn't slap him after all.

This delay, the monk Jingyuan came back with a sullen face to rescue Hengyin.

Seeing this, Xu Qi'an no longer hesitated and jumped away with the help of the shadow.

Jingyuan just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard a scream. He turned his head and looked at it, his eyes were bloodshot.

A monk stabbed Hengyin's chest with a knife, and the blood instantly dyed the cassock red.

The incident happened too quickly. Jingxin and Jingyuan focused their attention on Xu Qi'an, and they didn't expect that there was a traitor among the monks.

The monk drew out his sword and grinned, "You dare to be his enemy, and you will all die

miserably." Jingyuan slapped his palm with a gloomy face, knocking the monk who was infected with the love Gu unconscious.

"This is the love Gu, the love Gu of the Nanjiang Gu tribe. People who are infected with the

love Gu will fall in love with the host who controls the mother Gu regardless of everything." Jingxin sighed.

The Buddhist monk was shocked and angry, and looked at Xu Qi'an as if he was looking at a

devil.

Xu Qi'an shouted in a low voice: "Don't get up!"

After the voice fell, the head Hengyin, who should have died, suddenly sat up, put his hands

together, looked at Dongfang Wanrong with empty eyes, and said:

"Put down the butcher knife!" Dongfang Wanrong's delicate body suddenly froze, and confusion flashed in her eyes.

Corpse Gu!

When Xu Qian'an got out of Hengyin's shadow just now, he used poison, love and heart to

interfere with the monks and did two things. The first thing was to implant the love Gu into the nearest monk.

The second thing was to sprinkle the corpse Gu on Hengyin's cassock. After Hengyin died, the

corpse Gu occupied his body and turned him into a puppet.

Because the ability of the corpse Gu was limited, it could only retain part of Hengyin's

cultivation, which was about the fifth rank.

Dangdangdang!

For a warrior who is good at fighting, Dongfang Wanrong's flaw is simply fatal.

The three knives slashed at her like a storm, causing the phantom to shake violently and was

about to collapse.

If there is no blessing from the heroic spirit phantom, Dongfang Wanrong, a wizard, will be beheaded instantly by two fourth-rank warriors. There is no second possibility.

Master Jingxin's eyes showed despair. He looked at the pagoda spirit who was smiling and

clasping his hands, staying out of the matter, and said in a deep voice:

"Senior, I have only two requests. Please release Nalan Tianlu and send us out of the pagoda." Since we can't win in the pagoda, let's send everyone out of the pagoda.

The old monk looked at Xu Qi'an and others with a peaceful face: "Are you willing?"

"No!"

Xu Qi'an said immediately, and after saying that, he muttered in his heart: This pagoda spirit

has a really weird temper.

The old monk shook his head and said: "I won't force others."

Master Jingxin's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Then they are not included."

The old monk nodded and smiled: "Okay."

He waved his hand immediately, and the fine golden light brushed past, attaching to the

disciples of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea and the monks of the Sanhua Temple.

The next moment, they disappeared in the pagoda and appeared in the square outside the

pagoda. Escaped successfully.

Huh! Jingxin looked around for a moment and confirmed that he was outside the tower, and

he breathed a sigh of relief.

The monks of Sanhua Temple showed surprise, and felt relieved to have survived the disaster.

"Rong'er..." Dongfang Wanrong heard a gentle voice from the side, and turned her head suddenly, and saw

a half-illusory old man standing beside her, wrapped in a wizard robe, with white hair and

beard, vicissitudes of life, and a gentle smile staring at her.

Her vision blurred instantly, tears filled her eyes, and Dongfang Wanrong choked and said:

"Teacher..."

"Nalan City Lord!"

Irbu, who was also wrapped in a wizard robe, appeared, and a black bead popped out of his fingertips, saying:

"You stay in the soul-nourishing bead, and when you return to Jingshan City, let the great wizard reshape your body for you."

For wizards and Taoists who focus on the primordial spirit, as long as the primordial spirit is not destroyed, the body can be replaced. Although the subsequent promotion will be affected by the "mismatch" of spirit and flesh, it will take decades or even hundreds of years to adjust.

But Nalan Tianlu is a second-grade rain master, which is almost the ceiling of the grade. It

takes opportunity to be promoted to the first grade, and it may not be promoted for hundreds

of years.

"Uncle Du Nan, I have failed my mission and can only do this."

Jingxin walked in front of Du Nan Jin Gang, put his hands together, and bowed his head.

Du Nan did not speak, but just stared at the entrance of the pagoda.

Yierbu laughed and said, "It's just a turtle in a jar, Sun Xuanji, did you expect the current situation?"

On the turret in the air, Mu Nanzhi frowned slightly: "It's bad, they can't get out."