Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 218 Handsome Boys Who Love Laughing Have Good Luck
In the square behind the Daxiong Hall in Liquan Temple, a group of Taoist priests with sticks were chasing and beating a group of bald monks.

Although the monks are also fighting back, except for a very small number of practicing monks, most of the remaining monks can only be beaten and run around when they face the sticks that hit their heads and face.

Even the few practicing monks are extremely reluctant to cope with this situation.

The scene is very chaotic!

Of course, this kind of chaotic scene also feasted the eyes of the idle people around who watched the excitement, shouting and applauding non-stop.

The most outstanding person in the field is Kong Qing, who is dressed in white and is extremely handsome.Although he didn't use the Yujian technique now, Qinglian Sword Song was not a trick that Yujian could use.

Sword Fairy Li Bai was originally an extremely chic character, and besides the power of his Qinglian Sword Song, the appearance of his movements and special effects is also first-class.

At this time, Kong Qing walked lightly, as if he was walking against the wind, walking around the old monk Huijing, the long sword in his hand was circling up and down in his palm, making people dizzy, as if he was not Fighting, but dancing...

"color!"

In the eyes of the idlers around, this Taoist priest in white is simply elegant and graceful when he turns around, especially when compared with the old monk opposite him, he is like a handsome young man who raises his hand and throws his hand. The feet are so temperamental.

Hearing the cheers of these idlers around him made old monk Huijing a little restless.

It is because of the existence of these idlers that he has a lot of tricks to take advantage of the location. For example, he dare not do things like arouse the magic circle in the temple, otherwise if the magic circle spreads to these spectators around, things will be troublesome. big!
Maybe at that time, today's saints will take advantage of the situation and seal Liquan Temple, just like Zhuangyan Temple.

Unable to use formations or magic weapons, the old monk Huijing felt that his hands were becoming more and more restrained. At this moment, the Taoist priest in white suddenly jumped up and turned his body in the air lock up.

"color!"

Immediately there was a burst of thunderous applause all around, which disturbed Monk Huijing's mind for a while, and eased his hands a little.

"middle!"

When Monk Huijing came back to his senses, he saw that the other party's scabbard had driven straight in and hit his chest.

puff!
The end of the scabbard struck the Vajra Mantra on Monk Huijing's body, and a small ball of golden light burst out.

A huge force came from the blade of the sword, and old monk Huijing involuntarily flew backwards, broke through the courtyard wall of the apse, and fell into it.

Kong Qing's body also rushed forward quickly, chasing his figure into the apse.

"Tan Yue, why be aggressive!"

After avoiding the eyes of those idlers, the old monk Huijing got up from the ground, took out a short knife, blocked Kong Qing's blow, and said in a deep voice.

"Master Ah Bald is really not here."

"Someone knows..."

Kong Qing threw Gu Chenjian out with a flick of his hand, then Gu Jian drew a curve by himself, went around behind the old monk Huijing, and knocked towards his bald head.

"When you stopped us, Great Monk, Master Ah Tudou had already escaped from the side courtyard over the wall."

"we do not have……"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the old monk Huijing's original explanation was immediately blocked back into his own mouth.

"How did you know about this?"

"Ha ha……"

Kong Qing sneered, and already had an extra wooden whip in his hand, and slammed it fiercely at Monk Huijing's face.

"Our Taishi Bureau has been watching you for a long time!"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Monk Huijing trembled in his heart.

stared at us for a long time...

is this real?
boom!
Just when monk Huijing was startled by Kong Qing's casual words.Gu Chenjian, who was attacking from behind, has been drawn down without any politeness.

Snapped!
The scabbard slammed onto Monk Huijing's head with a crisp sound, pushing Huijing's head forward.Kong Qing immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, brandishing the wooden whip in his hand, he stepped forward and beat him violently.

clap clap clap...

The wooden whip hit Huijing's body, and golden lights bloomed one by one.

At this moment, a red shadow suddenly flashed behind Monk Huijing.

puff!
In an instant, Monk Huijing felt as if his lower back had been pierced by a hot nail. There was a burst of pain, and the Vajra Mantra on his body was pierced by the blow.

The next moment, the wooden whip in Kong Qing's hand was firmly drawn on Huijing's head.

After a miserable howl, a purple bloodstain appeared on his head.

Snapped!
As soon as the blow was successful, Kong Qing immediately made another backhand.

"Poverty tells you not to make friends..."

Snapped!
"Poverty makes you stubbornly resist..."

Snapped!
"..."

While Kong Qing was beating monk Huijing violently in the monastery, a thin old Taoist priest was holding a teacup, sitting on the wall of Liquanfang, drinking tea.

Suddenly, the old Taoist put down the teacup in his hand, reached out and clenched his fist, and tapped lightly in the air.

"come out!"

boom!
After a loud bang, an old monk with white beard and eyebrows emerged from the void, staggered a few times, and landed on the wall of the square.

The old Taoist didn't even look at the old monk who suddenly appeared, let go of his fist, and raised the cup in his hand again to his mouth.

"roll!"

After hearing the old Taoist's words, the monk's face instantly turned green and red.

puff!
The old monk opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then took a deep breath. His face turned from white to red, and then from red to white. After repeated several times, he spit out a ball of white air, and his face recovered. became normal color.

After his face recovered completely, the old monk raised his head, looked at the old Taoist priest with apprehensive eyes, and recited a Buddhist mantra in a low voice.

"Nanwu Miaoguang Bodhisattva! Old monk Zhixi, I have seen the real Qingxia."

The skinny old Taoist ignored him at all, still holding his teacup, staring at the distant sky, as if in a trance.

"Master Qingxia,"

Although the Taoist priest ignored him, the old monk still took a step forward cheekily, bowed his head down, and saluted with clasped hands.

"Even if it's your Taishi Bureau, you can't be unreasonable..."

boom!
After a bang, the old monk jumped up from the courtyard wall, flew upside down, and disappeared into Jinchengfang next door.

"Noisy!"

The old Taoist slowly let go of his hand, moved his fingers like a real old man, and then picked up the teacup in front of him.

Suck!

……

boom! boom! boom!
Three or four sticks hit a monk on the head at the same time, his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"color!"

At this time, all the monks had been crookedly fallen to the ground, the scene was very tragic, and the faces of those idlers who watched the excitement were all flushed.

"What are you waiting for?"

Kong Qing, dressed in white, came out from the hole in the wall of the apse, his body spotless.

"Hurry up and search for Master Abald."

After hearing Kong Qing's words, these idlers also booed loudly.

"That's right, hurry up and break Liquan Temple and capture Master Ah Tu alive!"

Watching the Taoist priests he brought re-divided into several teams under the cheers of the spectators around him, and began to continue beating the monks in the temple... After searching for A Tushi, Kong Qing turned around and walked along the road again. The hole in the wall goes back to the apse.

"Tan Yue, since you already know that Master Ah Tu has left..."

The old monk Huijing with a bruised nose and swollen face was lying on the ground, looking at Kong Qing through his swollen eyelids with squinted eyes.

"Then why are people looking for it in this temple?"

"Because Pindao wants to use Master Ah Tu as an example,"

Kong Qing stood in front of the Bodhisattva statue in the back hall, stared at the statue with rapt eyes, touched his chin with his hand, and looked thoughtful.

"After he fled to the next temple, Pindao will come to ask for someone again..."

As he spoke, Kong Qing turned his head and smiled at Hui Jing.

"Of course you will refuse, and then Pindao can do it again and smash the next monastery, just like..."

Before he finished speaking, a wooden whip suddenly appeared in Kong Qing's hand, and he whipped it against the statue of Bodhisattva in front of him with his backhand.

puff!
After a soft sound, the originally resplendent statue suddenly turned into a pile of clods, scattered on the lotus platform of the shrine.

"……so!"

"you……"

Huijing looked at Kong Qing, her swollen eyes were about to burst.

"...You are so vicious, and even damaged the statue of the Bodhisattva, you will definitely go to hell."

"Will poor people go to hell?"

boom!
A wooden whip hit Huijing directly on the back of the head with the sound of piercing through the air, causing stars to stare in his eyes.

boom!
After another slap, Huijing rolled her eyes and threw herself on the ground.

"What are you dreaming about?"

Looking at Huijing who was unconscious on the ground, Kong Qing casually put away the wooden whip and rummaged through the clods of soil with his hands.

"Pindao, Laojun's favorite son, even if there is such a day, he will go directly to Laojun's Tushita Palace, to hell... Ah! I found it! Pindao is right..."

As he spoke, Kong Qing raised a large clod of soil with both hands, licked it on the shrine, shook off the soil on it, and blew it carefully.

"There is an alms bowl..."

Kong Qing picked up the alms bowl, looked it up and down, flicked on the alms bowl with his hand, showing a satisfied expression.

"As the old saying goes, handsome and smiling boys are lucky."

After casually sending the alms bowl into the demon refining pot, Kong Qing rummaged through the demon refining pot again, and found a tattered alms bowl that had just been unearthed from some ancient tomb, and threw it among the clods again. He also picked up the rest of the soil and rubbed it, then looked around in the apse, and found out the magic whip.

"No, just smashing this statue is a bit too deliberate..."

boom!
A monk accompanying the Bodhisattva was directly smashed to pieces with a whip.

"If you want to do it, you have to do the whole set..."

bang bang bang...

By the time Kong Qing left with the magic whip, all the statues in the apse had been smashed to pieces.

"and many more……"

Kong Qing turned his head to look at the apse again, and then set his sights on the Daxiong Hall.

"Just smashing an apse seems to be a bit deliberate."

(End of this chapter)