Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 171
"Lin Guo."

In the night, Yang Chu flew past from a distance, and saw at a glance above the gate of this city, two traditional Chinese characters that had been weathered and mottled.

Yang Chuyin removed the psychic light from his body, stood in the air, and glanced around the city named "Lin Guo" under the night.

The length and width are only about five or seven miles, which is not small, but according to Yang Chu's cognition, it is not a big city.

The houses in the city are patchwork, and the streets are connected from north to south. If it was in the past, it might be considered a bustling and noisy place.

But in Yang Chu's eyes, this Linguo County has a dilapidated and desolate atmosphere. There are large areas of houses in the city that are uninhabited, the streets are overgrown with grass, and the pavement and various buildings facing the street are mostly decayed and shabby.
This is the first time Yang Chu has seen a relatively large human town since he traveled to this world. Compared with Pingyang Village, which has a population of only a hundred people, Yang Chu has no doubt that such a city makes Yang Chu feel that there are human activities. Mark of.

Looking at the past, in this dark night, it seems that except for the faint continuation of fireworks in the north of Linguo County, the surroundings are dead silent, especially quiet and cold.

"This city...is weird!"

Yang Chuling was able to see the entire city in the dark night with his right eye, and based on the information captured in just a short moment, he had a vague judgment in his heart.

He glanced at the tiger demon who was running away in front of him again, and with a flash, he followed up.

After the tiger demon jumped into the city from outside the city gate, the demonic wind of its innate supernatural power was once again set off.

It's just that this time the demonic wind didn't have as large a range as when it was in Zhaoyunling, but enveloped the tiger demon's body for a distance of more than ten meters.

Wherever he walked, sand and rocks flew away, even if someone stood in front of him, he would only be fascinated by this evil wind, and would not be able to see the real body of the tiger demon.

Even in the eyes of ordinary people, even if they see a tiger demon, they will probably have the feeling of being swept away by the monster and suddenly disappearing.

"This tiger demon deliberately hid his whereabouts, but he seemed a little cautious."

Yang Chu became more curious when he saw the tiger demon set off a strong wind to cover himself without revealing any demon traces of himself.

With the strength of the tiger demon in Baiyao Mountain, it is almost impossible for ordinary mortals to pose a threat no matter how many there are.

Even if it is an army, without extraordinary strength, if an army with cold weapons wants to deal with such a big monster, I am afraid that there will be no tens of thousands of people encircling it, and it is almost impossible to use all kinds of ballistas, artillery vehicles and other equipment. possible.

But after the tiger demon entered the city, even if no one was around, his actions were somewhat cautious.

The whistling demon wind swept across, like a black smoke passing over the streets and roofs.

The sound of the wind and the rustling of sand and stones, if people listened to them, would probably add a sense of fear.

The psychic light on Yang Chu's body has completely disappeared, and the wind blowing up by the tiger demon is falling far away, and his figure leaps and falls silently.

In just a few breaths, the tiger demon hidden in the evil wind ran from the west gate to the north city of Linguo County, and stopped in front of a magnificent temple.

The name of the temple is "Dakong Temple".

The gold-plated plaque and the vermilion gate look regal and rich.

"temple?"

Yang Chu was amazed when he saw the tiger demon approaching the temple, the demon wind receding, and his body shape no different from that of an ordinary tiger, with a vertical leap, he jumped into the open temple gate.

"The world is getting more and more interesting."

Yang Chu looked at the Dakong Temple with a smile on his face.

He thought that the escape of the tiger demon would lead him to some kind of big monster's lair, but he didn't expect to jump into a temple in Linguo County.

This temple occupies a vast area, and almost half of the northern city of Linguo County is occupied by this temple.

It can't compare to the grand and lofty thousand-year-old temple, but its magnificence is extremely incompatible with this dilapidated Linguo County.

Even if you are standing outside the temple, you can vaguely see the bright lights and lingering smoke, and you can also faintly hear the sound of knocking wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

"In this city, it seems that all the people are gathered in this temple."

Yang Chu had scanned the inside and outside of Linguo County before, and the surroundings were empty and dilapidated, and there was no living person in sight.

Only in this temple, there is the breath of living people.

"Let's go and have a look."

Yang Chu looked at the Dakong Temple with the open gate, without any fear or apprehension, Shi Shiran stepped in.

"...If you see a recluse, you should wish all living beings to be gentle and quiet after all..."

As soon as he entered the gate of the temple, Yang Chu suddenly heard Sanskrit sounds with a certain rhythm in his ears.

He could only hear these chanting sounds clearly outside the temple, but after passing through the gate, the sounds suddenly became ubiquitous, distant and grand, and penetrated directly into people's brains.

"Well, the frequency of this sound and the information contained in it..."

After Yang Chu briefly listened to a few chanted scriptures, he immediately protected his five senses with spiritual energy, and isolated and stripped the sound of those chanted scriptures.

Then his eyes swept over, and what he saw was behind the gate of the temple, a large open square, densely packed with thousands of people sitting cross-legged, men, women and children, all sitting cross-legged, chanting sutras with their eyes closed, their faces Full of piety.

Judging from the clothes of these people, they seem to be the residents of this city. Many of them are as thin as bones, and their bodies are as thin as a skeleton frame wrapped in leather. Their cheeks are sunken and their skin is pale. Refugees who endured starvation.

But even though these people seem to be extremely weak physically, the thousands of residents still keep their eyes closed, their lips move slightly, and they still chant the scriptures.

Moreover, Yang Chu glanced over and found that there were many mummified corpses in the dense crowd of chanting scriptures.

It also looks like sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures, but judging from the clothes and dry skin and face, it is obvious that he has been dead for some time.

"these people……"

Yang Chu frowned suddenly, and his gaze swept over the densely packed crowd, and then he saw many monks wearing monk clothes sitting cross-legged in front of the main hall of the temple. .

Many of them have become completely dry bones, and the monk clothes on their bodies seem to be placed on a bone frame, but the strange thing is that the jaws of these bone frames still move up and down slightly, as if they are chanting.

"What is this……"

Looking at this rather weird scene, Yang Chu opened his psychic right eye again, and instantly in his eyes, he saw strange shimmering stars, from the men, women and children who chanted scriptures and those monks who looked like mummified corpses. He rose up.

Drop by drop, they continue to gather into threads and threads, and finally become waves like water, flowing into the main hall of this temple.

Yang Chu's body quietly left the ground, step by step following those strange shimmering stars, and walked into the main hall of the temple.

Inside the Daxiong Palace, the golden light is shining brightly, and there are curls of sandalwood incense rising.

It's just that this temple is different from ordinary temples. I have searched all over the main hall, but I can't see a Buddha statue of Arhat.

In the entire Daxiong Palace, there is only one high platform that seems to be made of gold.

On the high platform, a benevolent old monk sat cross-legged on a futon. The old monk's ears dropped to his shoulders, and he was wearing a golden monk's robe. His whole body shimmered with golden light, like a golden man.

Standing high on the stage, with a rosary in his left hand, he tapped the wooden fish with his right hand.

The demeanor is peaceful, just like Buddha Purdue.

Under the high platform, surrounded by circles of mummified corpses inside and out, the entire Daxiong Palace was filled to the brim, and there were even figures entrenched on some tables and chairs in the corners.

Among the many mummified corpses, there is not much difference from the outside. There are wealthy people in gorgeous clothes, or ascetic monks in ragged monk clothes, or people from the market in coarse and short shirts, or heroes with long swords and weapons on their backs, and even, There are also many ferocious and ugly monsters who can be recognized as human or not at a glance.

All of them looked like mummy corpses, but their mouths trembled slightly, as if they were uttering weak and inaudible Sanskrit sounds, chanting and worshiping the old monk occupying the high platform.

And the tiger demon that Yang Chu was chasing all the way, after entering the temple, like other corpses, under the golden lighted old monk's high platform, he took on the appearance of a giant with bald head and one eye, and chanted scriptures together.

It seems that since the tiger demon entered this temple, he completely let go of Yang Chu's pursuit all the way and can ignore it.

In fact, from the moment Yang Chu entered the temple to the time he entered the Daxiong Palace, all the people who chanted scriptures, no matter whether they were ordinary people who looked like refugees or many weird people who had become mummies, none of them paid attention to Yang Chu.

It seems that in the eyes of these mummies and ordinary people, Yang Chu has nothing to do with them, and only reciting scriptures is serious.

And following the chanting of the tiger demon, in Yang Chu's spiritual right eye, he could clearly see some star-like energies floating up from the tiger demon and entering into the body of the old monk on the high platform.

"...It's this thing again..."

Yang Chu looked at the glimmer of light rising from the body of the tiger demon, and suddenly stretched out his hand, the spiritual energy spread out like a big net, and captured the extremely golden glimmer of light from the top of a monk's mummy beside him.

The golden shimmer wrapped in spiritual energy flickered like a firefly in a bottle in Yang Chu's hands.

Yang Chu's spiritual energy eroded into the twilight, and he couldn't help frowning.

His psychic energy seemed to be able to analyze these shimmering lights, but after analyzing it, he found that there was a personal will in the energy body of this shimmering light that far surpassed the power of demons.

The will was a little muddled, it seemed to be praying, it seemed to be praying, it was a little vague.

What surprised Yang Chu even more was that he seemed to be able to absorb this kind of energy body through the constructed spiritual energy texture, but after absorbing it, there would be more complicated things like emotions, trying to affect his brain and body.

"It's really fun."

Yang Chu crushed and absorbed the little golden light, and vaguely guessed what it was that gathered around the old monk.

He glanced at the old monk who looked like a sculpture, just chanting scriptures and beading the wooden fish, and suddenly stretched out his hand again.

The big hand transformed by psionic energy appeared instantly, grabbing the tiger demon sitting cross-legged in front of the high platform.

This is what Yang Chu had promised to a few people before, to completely wipe out the big monsters in Baiyao Mountain.Now that the other big monsters are all conferred, he naturally can't give up on the last tiger monster.

The tiger demon's eyes were slightly closed, as if he hadn't noticed Yang Chu's movements, or hadn't reacted when he noticed them.

"Well, no response?"

Yang Chu was even more amazed when he saw that the tiger demon was waiting to die with his eyes closed except for giving you some scriptures.

It's just that he didn't hesitate at all when he shot. The big hand transformed from psychic energy suddenly increased its strength, and lifted the giant man transformed into a tiger demon. When he was in mid-air, the psychic energy immediately began to erode the essence of his flesh and blood and demon power.

"Ugh--"

However, at this moment, a long sigh sounded.

The old monk who looked like he was made of pure gold sitting on the high platform suddenly stopped chanting and let out a long sigh.

After the old monk on the high platform stopped chanting scriptures, all the sounds of chanting scriptures inside and outside the Daxiong Hall and Dakong Temple stopped together.

The old monk with a golden shimmer on his body sighed, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yang Chu, and said with a smile on his face: "Benefactor, this is the guardian of the scriptures under the old monk's seat, can you spare his life?"

After the old monk finished saying this sentence, thousands of pairs of eyes inside and outside the Daxiong Palace seemed to have moved together, and they all looked at Yang Chuqi.

Some of the mummies had sunken eyes and no eyeballs, but they still seemed to be able to see, looking in the direction of Yang Chu.

And those who were still alive and able to see opened their eyes wide, looking at Yang Chu calmly but indifferently.

It seemed that the old monk's every move affected all the people who chanted scriptures inside and outside Dakong Temple.

Unspeakably weird.

"Is this tiger demon raised by you?"

Faced with countless eyes falling on him, Yang Chu didn't care. He just stopped the erosion of the tiger demon by his spiritual energy. He stood in the air and glanced lightly at the old monk on the high platform.

"Lu Genglu, the benefactor, was not raised by the old monk. It was the young son of a wild beast in the mountains in the past. After a hunter in Pingyang Village shot and killed its beast mother, he was adopted by the hunter. Later, the hunter suffered a disaster, and Lu benefactor returned. Mountain forest. After that, benefactor Lu became a demon, cannibalized people in Linguo County, was met by an old monk, and enlightened him."

The old monk, who was covered with golden light and looked like the Arhat Buddha in the temple, said in a calm and peaceful voice, "Since then, Master Lu returned to Baiyao Mountain to control the group of demons. The old monk never stopped him. Today he gave up his demon body, If you are willing to take refuge in me, you will be my Dharma protector. Please benefactor..."

"what……"

Yang Chu chuckled, suddenly the spiritual energy in his hand was so strong that he absorbed all the flesh and blood energy and demon power of the tiger demon before the old monk finished speaking.

"The benefactor is so determined to kill!"

The golden old monk clasped his hands together, looked at the tiger demon absorbed by Yang Chu until only skin and bones remained, and shook his head again.

"Is it murderous?"

Yang Chu took a light breath, turned the monster power and flesh and blood essence of the tiger demon into psionic energy, constructed a third psionic energy organ, looked at the benevolent old monk, and said lightly, "You take this The power of vows of the people in the city is burning, your murderous intent is probably greater than mine, right?"

(End of this chapter)