Dust was everywhere, the lanterns under the eaves broke, and flames spread out, licking the eaves.
As the air spread, a crack appeared in the courtyard wall. The Toad Taoist squeezed through the gap, and kicked his two short legs hard a few times outside before he was able to squeeze into the wall.
call…
Panting, he looked towards the direction where the smoke and dust were dancing, then turned his face to the little ghost girl who had penetrated the wall and said:
"Follow me quickly."
Nie Honglian followed the direction pointed by Toad Taoist and came to a two-story wooden building built against the mountain wall. Honglian hesitated for a moment and looked towards the smoke-filled courtyard over there.
"But the young master..."
"You can't die, let's go!"
A ghost and a toad followed the corner of the wall and sneaked through the four-corner attic while the smoke was thick. Then, the Toad Taoist spread his webbed feet and ran wildly.
… Ha ha.
My darlings, I'm back!
Their mouths opened wide with excitement, with long tongues hanging from their mouths. A little further away, in the pit of four Taoists, a figure struggled to get up. As soon as he stuck his head out, the frog's webbed feet stepped on his head and pressed the man back down. The Toad Taoist didn't even look at them and ran straight to the small building.
After a while, he stood in front of the door of the small building. The excitement in Toad Eyes gradually faded. The Taoist Toad, with his flippers on his back, stared at the ordinary wooden door with copper rings, his face showing a solemn expression.
He picked up a piece of gravel and threw it over. With a bang, ripples appeared and the stone bounced away.
"There are restrictions..."
"Master Toad, please find a solution quickly."
Hong Lian wandered around anxiously, looking back at the courtyard from time to time. After her sight passed the rockery, the diffuse smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the sound of a sharp sword could be faintly heard.
Buzz…
The Yuelong Sword was stuck in a piece of broken rock. The sword body was shaking slightly, and the light blue light flashed like lightning, moving around along the sword body.
Lu Liangsheng supported himself on the ground with one hand, his body shaking. He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly got up from the ground. His feet stepped on broken tiles and he couldn't help but sway.
He glanced at the wooden building and saw Hong Lian looking at it. He forced a relieved smile on his face. Then, he looked to the front. Dust settled and a faint red light of Dharma shone in the inner room.
“Sure enough, the cultivators in the Golden Core Stage are stronger than those in the Foundation Establishment Stage… I hope Master and Hong Lian can get better soon.”
Immediately, he reached out to pull Yuelong.
A ringing sound suddenly rang out, and Lu Liangsheng's fingertips that touched the hilt of the sword quickly retracted it, using his remaining little magic power to resist.
Ding ding ding…
The ringing sound seemed to pierce into my mind, making me feel dizzy.
"Over there!" "Sure enough, someone attacked the base."
"Go and take a look." "Kill!"
"I saw him, alone..."
From afar, seven or eight Fire Prayer Sect monks who were hiding in the temple heard the noise and rushed out from the stele gate and the Taoist temple, and there was also movement in front of the scholar.
When the dust settled, the outline of Qi Bingzhang, holding the Soul-Shaking Bell, appeared. His robe was a little torn by the sword that had just fallen, and some blood could be seen seeping out. His Taoist bun was also hanging down in disarray, and he looked quite embarrassed.
However, the wounds on his body were only superficial injuries caused by the overflowing sword energy, but his magic power was still there.
This middle-aged cultivator who had joined the Qihuo Sect looked at the scholar who had exhausted all his magic power with one sword, and spoke slowly through his lips.
"What has the Fire Prayer Cult got to do with you? First you destroyed my Chang'an base, and now you come here again. It's hard for you to die!"
All around, the sound of footsteps was getting closer.
Lu Liangsheng glanced at his master's figure in the small building, gritted his teeth and took another breath, forcing a smile, revealing his blood-stained teeth.
"The drought in Heliang Province, which is rare in a century, was caused by you guys setting up the Disha Yin Fire Array everywhere. Did you know that many people died... In Chang'an City, you kidnapped women from the people and imprisoned them to vent your lust... Tell me, if you encounter this and can't stand it, should you intervene?"
"I know who you are, the scholar who killed Zhu Ziyi!"
Qi Bingzhang noticed the scholar's gaze, turned his head slightly to look at the treasure house, and suddenly waved his robe sleeves and shouted: "Kill him! Don't let him delay time."
The eight monks who had surrounded them leaped up. Lu Liangsheng untied the scroll hanging behind his waist and threw it out, followed by a huge beast-like roar.
roar-
The long tail swept through the night like a whip, the bloody wind whistled, the huge head rushed out of the darkness, the human face covered with mane opened fangs, raised the beast's claws and swept half a circle, stopping the eight people, and the huge body blocked the scholar behind it like a mountain.
"This is an illusion, it breaks the scroll!"
Even though the illusion was very lifelike, Qi Bingzhang was able to see through it at a glance based on his past experience, and the soul-shaking bell in his hand also began to shake in a certain rhythm along with the magic words he chanted.
The evil sound rises again.
The brush slipped out of Lu Liangsheng's sleeve and fell into his palm. He quickly took off the brush cover and wrote the word "Zhen" in the air. A golden light flashed and it flew to the opposite side. However, the other side was not a monster, and it dissipated in front of the other side.
However, Qi Bingzhang's body still shook twice, and the magic sound was interrupted.
"Haoran Qi..."
Hiss—
The scroll suspended in the air was shattered, and a monk from the Qihuo Sect holding a magic weapon fell to the ground when he was slashed open. He was swept away by a palm from Taowu who was about to disappear. Another monk rushed over, with a red-headed staff in his hand emitting magic light, and took advantage of the moment when the scholar was writing to smash it.
Bang!
Flames were flying all over the sky, and Lu Liangsheng shattered the wolf hair in his hand with magic power, and his body flew sideways more than ten feet away, flew over the rockery and crashed into it, splashing countless pieces of stone. The whole person flipped in the air, dragging a long string of broken flames and flew towards the wooden building.
"Little ghost girl, don't be anxious!"
"I'm almost done with it—"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang. The Toad Taoist who was talking to Hong Lian turned his head subconsciously. A figure with flames passed through his eyes. There was a loud bang, flames rose up, and the fence broke and flew down, smashing into pieces.
The restriction that originally maintained the wooden fence barrier suddenly dissipated.
The Toad Taoist looked at the debris that bounced in front of him, opening and closing his mouth slightly.
"Liangsheng, you think so carefully... It's not right!"
He rushed to open the wooden door and shouted: "Liang Sheng—"
"Young Master!"
Without the spell restriction, Nie Honglian rushed straight through the wooden door. Behind her, Qi Bingzhang and eight others also rushed over.
Wow…
The second floor of the treasury was a mess. When the door was opened, large and small objects of unknown origin fell out. Lu Liangsheng came out with half of his body charred. He suddenly tripped and fell to the floor, but his forehead touched a soft object.
Looking through half-closed eyes, he saw a curled-up woman with a talisman stuck on her forehead, and broken pieces of an urn all around her, as if they had fallen out of it.
"… "
Gritting his teeth, the scholar got up from the ground, reached out and turned the woman over. Her face was pale, her breathing was extremely slow, and there were sticky water stains on her body.
"Why did they arrest women..."
Looking around, there were still standing pottery jars densely arranged in his sight. Lu Liangsheng thought of something and smashed the jar with one palm. With a crash, an unpleasant smell filled out from the gap, and sticky liquid flowed all over the ground. Inside was a half-year-old baby.
Bang bang bang…
Lu Liangsheng smashed the pottery jars frantically, and what appeared before him were the bodies of women and children.
"The children lost in He Liangzhou are all here."
"It's all here..."
"Catch women and children... hehe..."
The scholar's tense nerves seemed to break as he supported himself on the ground, looking at the women, children and even babies who were breathing weakly around him.
"Hehe... Fire Prayer Sect..."
The corners of his mouth widened.
“… What dirty things can’t you do?”
…
"Liangsheng—"
The wooden steps were clattered with the sound of frog webs' footsteps. When the Toad Taoist climbed up to the second floor, Lu Liangsheng's voice could be heard murmuring over and over again in the dim light.
Perhaps hearing the shouts from this side, Lu Liangsheng, who was supporting himself on the floor, slowly turned his neck, and in the darkness, his eyes lit up green.
"The people of the Fire Prayer Cult... all deserve to die!"
Hoarse words overlapped, accompanied by the howling of foxes.