Lu Liangsheng retracted the magic array he had set up. From the hidden corner of the eaves, a painting rolled up into a scroll flew over and landed in his palm, then he carried it behind his back.
Looking around, several guards came up and saluted, and carried the corpse of the old woman who was still holding the mirror on the ground. Yang Guang stood up and walked to the steps, waving his dragon sleeves: "Let the Yiwu envoys go, and let them take them back to Yiwu. People should be buried in peace! We in the Great Sui Dynasty are reasonable."
How could the ministers around not understand the meaning of the emperor's words? They pursed their lips and suppressed their smiles. It was a long journey from Chang'an to Yiwulu in the Western Regions. The corpses would probably have rotted by the time they got there.
Lu Liangsheng stood in the square with his back to the axe, watching the guards carry the body to the Yiwulu envoy. The latter stood trembling in place, not daring to move his eyes to look at the body on the ground.
… These foreigners are looking for trouble…
He came to our Great Sui Dynasty... and stirred up trouble... He doesn't deserve sympathy even if he died.
The annoying chirping of cicadas came in waves. The Yiwulu envoy walked to the imperial steps tremblingly and knelt down to apologize to the emperor. On the other side, Fulianzun looked at Ibtihaji, whose face was distorted and died, without any expression, and chanted the Buddha's name with his seal erected.
"Shangbang's national master is indeed extremely powerful and wise. Ibudihaji's skills are not as good as the national master's, and this is what she deserves."
They put their seals together and bowed.
"For the second match, I will ask Master Lu for advice."
There is always a sense of pride in the hearts of people who practice cultivation. It is not to put themselves above others, but to have the courage to move forward in the face of danger. If they retreat, they will hardly make any progress on the path of cultivation in the future.
Fo Lianzun slowly raised his eyes to the figure in a black cloak opposite him, feeling a little uneasy. Not only did he not know how high the other party's cultivation level was, but Ibudihaji was also well aware of the depth of his illusions. He broke it in just a few breaths, and the illusion on Ibudihaji was broken as well. He was indeed a master.
However, now that he has come here, he cannot retreat. As the national teacher, retreating would damage the reputation of Tuyuhun.
On the other side of the envoy team, Tuyuhun Prince Murong Shun rolled his Adam's apple, swallowed his saliva, looked at the figure carrying the axe over there, and looked at his own imperial teacher with some concern.
"National Master, you... you should be more careful."
"Don't worry, Prince. I know what to do."
Fo Lianzun smiled, wrapped two circles of Buddhist beads on his raised palms, and ignoring Anashi who was trembling nervously beside him, he put on his monk shoes, turned around and strode to the opposite side of Lu Liangsheng, and stopped when he was only about five meters away.
"I, Buddha Lianzun, seek advice from the Imperial Master of the Great Sui Dynasty!"
On the opposite side, Lu Liangsheng raised his sleeves and bowed to the other party: "Lu Liangsheng." Then, he stretched out his hands and said: "Master, please!"
"good!"
The old monk nodded, and held the string of Buddhist beads in his palm. "I have two skills that I can compare with the national master. One is the method of enlightenment, and the other is the method of turning beans into soldiers."
As soon as he finished speaking the word "soldier", Fo Lianzun suddenly shouted, "Go!"
He raised his other hand and threw the crutch into the sky. The sunlight was shining down, and a dazzling white light appeared. In the eyes of everyone, it instantly stretched and grew larger, turning into a winding, thick giant shadow.
Bang!
The heavy object hit the ground, causing a slight vibration under everyone's feet. In the sight of the Interweaving Square, a large snake with withered yellow spots was coiled on the ground, with its upper body raised high and its tongue hanging out. Its long body was coiled and squirming, and its densely packed scales were rising and falling like ripples.
hiss~~
The snake looked at the scholar opposite with cold eyes, opened its long muzzle, revealing a pair of fangs, and its slight hissing stirred up a fishy wind.
"Playing with snakes?"
The fishy wind blew on his face, and the black hair fluttered on the side of his face. Lu Liangsheng was still wondering what kind of magic the other party would use. It turned out to be a snake. He had just learned Taoism not long ago. In order to save Hong Lian and avenge the villagers who were robbed, the first illusion he used was a snake. However, the one opposite should not be an illusion.
Just as the old monk Tuyuhun said, it is the way of enlightenment. It seems that the other party has transformed the crutch carved out of the spiritual wood into a monster, which can be regarded as a living creature.
The sky was bright and the giant snake was wriggling and hissing. The voice of Fo Lianzun was also heard in the fishy wind it stirred up. The old monk was fingering his Buddhist beads, looking at the giant snake with its back to him, and slightly raised his chin.
"Master Lu, let me see your way of enlightenment."
Lu Liangsheng frowned. If it was a living monster, he naturally couldn't use magic or the "Five Elements Taoism" to deal with it. Although the strange beasts in the Shanhai Tujing were feasible, they were somewhat inconsistent with the way of enlightenment.
'... Using the things around you to counter the opponent is the real way to fight. If you use the strange beasts from the mountains and seas, it would be an unfair victory. What should I do...'
Thinking of this, on the Baiyan Imperial Steps, Yang Guang saw that the Imperial Master was silent, and he paced back and forth anxiously, looking at the square from time to time, and walked around with his hands behind his back. The eunuchs who came to support him were pushed away by him.
"Duke Yue, why hasn't the Imperial Master made any move yet?!"
"Your Majesty, I don't know either, but fighting requires strategy, not just magic. You have to follow the rules."
Yang Su narrowed his eyes and looked at the giant snake carefully, and his gaze occasionally fell back to Lu Liangsheng, probably wondering how he would respond if he were in the other's situation.
After a moment, the scholar in the square below suddenly smiled. He flipped up his sleeves, stretched out his hand, and spread out the brush that Qi You had transformed into in his palm. He called out to Lu Pan who was squatting over there.
The eight men hurriedly stood up and ran over heroically. Lu Pan took off the steel knife from his back, leaned it on the ground, looked unusually serious, and spoke in a majestic voice.
"Liangsheng, what do you want us to do?"
"Take off your clothes."
"ah?"
Hearing what the eldest nephew said, the eight people looked at each other, and hesitated to put on their shirts in front of the civil and military officials, the emperor, and the guards. Lu Pan gritted his teeth and said, "Take it off!" He quickly untied his belt, opened his shirt to the left and right, took it off, and threw it on the ground. The other seven people followed suit and lined up in a row at Lu Liangsheng's command.
"Don't be afraid, uncles. Just go up there later."
As Lu Liangsheng spoke, he held a pen and moved it behind the eight people. The tip of the pen glowed and wrote quickly, and seal characters took shape in the air.
…control, suppress, subdue, drive away, protect, cleanse, lock and intimidate!
After finishing the seal characters, Lu Liangsheng put down his pen and fanned his sleeves. His magic power followed the wind and attached itself to the backs of the eight people. Suddenly, the eight seal characters lit up with magic light. Lu Pan raised his arms and clenched his fists tightly.
“Haha… So exciting!”
Among the clothes scattered on the ground, the bronze or dark skin of the eight people glowed faintly in the sunlight. Their already knotted and bulging muscles became even stronger, like blocks of iron, making banging sounds when struck.
Lu Pan pounded his fist, looked at the snake opposite with excitement, and said fiercely: "Let's go and kill it!"
The sound exploded, and eight people rushed forward. At the same time, the withered yellow and colorful giant snake looked at the eight tiny humans, hissed as if enraged, and set off a demonic wind.
The head that was as big as a rock opened its long snout and bared its fangs, and bit towards the eight figures below. Lu Pan ran wildly, facing the snake's bite, roared "Ah--", and jumped up.
Bang!
The huge snake's mouth touched the outstretched arm, and the leaping figure was immediately pressed back to the ground by the terrifying force. Lu Pan's arms muscles were tense, and the veins were bulging to the extreme. He pressed against the snake's mouth, and his body couldn't stop moving backwards. The floor tiles under his feet shattered with a loud noise, leaving two grooves.
"Laopan, can you hold on?"
“I can hold on!”
Lu Pan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sound. On both sides, Lu Qing, Lu Xi and the other seven people were running fast. They were all farmers and hunters. There were many snakes and insects in the mountains, so catching snakes was a common thing. The giant snake in front of them was just a little bigger.
Seven people jumped onto the snake's body. With the magic spell written by Liang Sheng, they were more agile than before, and their strength was beyond words. Lu Xi stepped on Lu Qing's shoulder and climbed up to his seven inches. He grabbed the scales with one hand and clenched the other hand into a fist, blowing a breath into his mouth.
“Here!”
The fist was shining with magic and hit the scaly seven inches. Lu Qing, the tallest one, climbed up Lu Xi's back to his neck, leaned over the snake's head, and covered the top of the snake's head with his big calloused palm, smashing it all over. The other five people at the snake's tail, some pulled its tail, some broke its scales, and even when the huge snake body swept over, they were quite experienced and dodged, and then continued to pounce on it and beat it up.
Hiss~~hiss~~~~
The giant snake swung its body, and Lu Pan, who was hanging by his mouth, raised his head and screamed in pain. No matter how he struggled and fought back, he could not shake off these eight tiny humans. The poisonous smoke and evil spirit they spewed were all offset by the protective magic light on the other party's bodies. He could not do anything to them. After a few shrill roars, he turned into a white light, turned into a crutch again, and fell to the ground.
Fo Lianzun clenched his teeth, puffed out his cheeks, and reached out to take back his walking stick, but it was snatched away by one of the eight people. Lu Qi, who had the word "威" on his back, roared loudly.
"Beat that foreign monk!"
The eight people rushed forward, and within a distance of only five feet, they rushed to Fo Lianzun in the blink of an eye. Before the latter could react, he was squeezed in the middle by the eight people. Over there, Lu Liangsheng hurriedly said: "Don't hurt his life!"
After all, it's just a fight, just fight back.
When Lu Pan and his eight companions heard their nephew's words, they misunderstood them and thought that they were not allowed to beat the monk. But since the people had come here, how could they just let them go
Touching the bag on his waist, Lu Pan took out the biscuits he had not eaten in the morning.
"Brothers, feed this master some cake!!!"
Fo Lianzun was squeezed in the middle by several pectoral muscles, which pressed against his face. He was about to chant an incantation in anger, but the moment he opened his mouth, a pancake that was bigger than his mouth was stuffed in, directly blocking his curse.
“There’s more here!”
"Me too!"
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight large pancakes came one after another and were squeezed into the foreign monk's mouth, where they were ground into a ball and stuffed in.
"Eight uncles, that's enough."
Lu Liangsheng didn't want anyone to die, so he opened his mouth to stop them while casting a spell to take back the magic power attached to the eight people. Lu Pan and the other eight people then felt a little weak and stepped aside, revealing the foreign monk lying on the ground.
Cough cough!
Fo Lianzun supported himself on all fours and coughed vigorously. He stretched out two fingers to reach into his mouth and rummaged around. He dry-heaved a few times before spitting out the cake that was blocking his throat. He then got up from the ground in a rather embarrassed manner.
"Master Lu has a good method... I have a second trick!"
The old monk grabbed the Buddhist beads on the ground breathlessly, stretched them in both hands, chanted a spell, and suddenly they broke into pieces, scattered all around, and rolled on the ground with a crackling sound, followed by a few bangs and smoke rising up.
Dozens of Western monk soldiers were waving copper sticks, shouting "Ha" and taking stances!