Chapter 88
Outside the county seat, in the night sky, a sword glowed across the sky, and a figure fell to the ground with a bang, smashing the ground into a big hole.

Then one person and one sword slashed down from the sky, and a big ditch opened on the ground, and the air waves rolled up, sweeping in all directions, and all the surrounding trees fell down.

Before the smoke and dust cleared, a figure rose into the air and landed with a sword.

Wang Zhe stared closely at the smoke and dust in front of him.

In the big pit, the mountain god stood up slowly, holding a stone seal in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew away all the smoke and dust around him.

All the clothes on his body were torn off, revealing his real body.

"That's it? Ape!"

It was not a human being under the black clothes, but an ape standing more than eight feet tall.

The ape's body does not have much fur attached to it, but red flesh and blood, with white bones exposed in some places.

There were sword marks on his body, criss-crossing and dripping with blood. Wang Zhe had cut them just now, and the wounds were still dripping blood.

The blood seemed to be very viscous, like honey refining, hanging on the body, and the scars were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mountain god's eyes were blood red, his face was blue and his fangs were ferocious.

This appearance reminded Wang Zhe of the statue in the mountain temple.

"Where did his fur go? Before fighting with them, this mountain god was injured, very seriously injured!"

Zen Master Guangji also chased after him, his face was a little pale, and when he saw the hideous and terrifying body of the mountain god, he also showed a look of surprise.

"Amitabha, so you want to use the vitality of the people in this city to heal your wounds?"

Boom, thunder and lightning flickered in the sky.

"God's punishment will come, the benefactor will return to the shore!"

"Heaven's punishment, does God have eyes?" The mountain god took a deep breath.

"Back then I protected the people on this side, but was murdered, where was God at that time?
They robbed my cave, ate my flesh, and drank my blood. Where was God at that time? "The mountain god roared with endless anger.

Hearing what the mountain god said, Wang Zhe was stunned.

There is a lot of information here!
Someone killed this mountain god back then, and even ate his flesh and drank his blood. Why, do you want to live forever?

"There is a wrong and a debt, you should go to those who harmed you back then!" Wang Zhe heard the words.

"I will go. When I regain my physical body, I will go back to find them. Even if they are dead, their descendants are still there. I will make their life worse than death!" The mountain god gritted his teeth.

"Amitabha, when is the time for retribution for wronged people? There is reincarnation in heaven and karma. They will naturally be punished for their evil deeds."

"I don't believe in the way of heaven, nor in karma, I want to take revenge with my own hands!

Those who dare to stop me, kill! "

The mountain god roared, setting off a wave of anger, and the ferocity of his body soared into the sky, straight to the sky.

"Amitabha!" The monk put the relic in his mouth.

"Does the monk want to transform himself into a Buddha? If you really want to do this, your decades of cultivation will be forfeited!" The mountain god looked at Zen Master Guangji coldly.

Zen Master Guangji recited Buddhist scriptures silently, and the Buddha's light on his body became more and more prosperous.

The mountain god didn't give him a chance, so he raised his hand, but was stopped by a sword in mid-air.

Before he retracted his palm, he withdrew his sword and slashed again,

Wang Zhe slashed in the middle of his hands, one sword after another, like a streamer, like a thunderbolt, surpassing a thunderbolt,
At this moment, he didn't seek to cut everything across, but used the sword's speed to the extreme, as if he had returned to his old sword practice,
boring horizontal chopping, vertical chopping,
The flying mountain spirit,
beheaded!

One sword can't cut, there are hundreds of swords, thousands of swords,

This kind of sword is unreasonable, just like the mountain god's intention of the mountain, but it makes people feel helpless for a while.

The mountain god jumped away suddenly, raised his hand, and Wang Zhe was surrounded by phantoms of mountains, which surrounded him, as did Zen Master Guangji, and then the ground split open again, and the two of them were swallowed by the ground again.

But this time, just as the ground closed and the mountain mark hadn't fallen, a sword light flew out from the ground and slashed on the mountain mark, and then a person came into the air,
Just one step, when you reach the side of the mountain god, the horizontal sword cuts,

"Shanyin" stands in front of you, like mountains.

Wang Zhe was rushed out by the huge force, and then held the sword on top,
streamer sword,
traverse,

The way of swordsmanship in Nanzhai Sword Code,
In this constant swinging of the sword, it seems to be constantly merging, just like the red-hot iron has been forged through thousands of hammers,
Wang Zhe's figure fluctuated left and right, up and down, erratic in mid-air.

At this moment, the ground suddenly left, and endless Buddha light radiated from the ground.

An old monk covered in gold flew out from the ground, like a Buddha coming to the world.

raise your hand,
In an instant,
Wang Zhe felt that he could not move, could not lift the sword in his hand,

There is no sound, no color between heaven and earth, only the Buddha light, only that finger,
Buddha pointed,
The mountain god was also fixed in place, trembling all over, trying to break free from the shackles,

He raised his hand, holding up the "mountain seal" as if holding a mountain, and his finger was blocked by the mountain seal.

Wang Zhe regained his freedom, stepped out one step, came to the side of the mountain god, stabbed down with his sword, submerged into the body of the mountain god, and came out through the body.

The mountain god raised his hand, Wang Zhe wanted to retreat, but was restrained by a force, and then he was thrown flying with a punch, breaking an unknown number of trees, and crashing into the mountain all at once.

The severely wounded mountain god could no longer support the mountain seal, and then the Buddha's finger fell on his body, and there was a sound of bones and muscles breaking.

Ah, with a shrill scream, the mountain god knelt down on one knee.

He raised his head and let out a long cry, and the hostility in his body was suddenly squeezed out, giving birth to monstrous monster aura, and then dissipated all of a sudden.

With a bang, several mountain peaks collapsed in a row.

Immediately afterwards, the ground under the mountain god suddenly split open, and a bottomless ditch appeared, and the mountain god fell into it all at once, followed by a little Buddha's light.

With a bang, the ground suddenly closed.

Zen Master Guangji, who was dressed in Buddha's light, collapsed to the ground at once, and the Buddha's light on his body dissipated instantly, like a broken bubble.

His whole face was pale, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"Master!" Wang Zhe, who escaped from the mountain, hurried forward to support him.

"Hey, I didn't expect him to be so profound!" Zen Master Guangji said, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Master, please hold on for a while, I will take you back to Lanruo Temple now."

Wang Zhe turned his head and glanced at Guobei County beside him.

"He was seriously injured, and he probably won't be going to Guobei County for a while."

Enduring the pain in his body, Wang Zhe lifted Zen Master Guangji into the air with one step, and disappeared with two steps.

Soon he arrived at Lanruo Temple and shouted directly.

His shout alarmed all the monks in the temple, and they were very surprised to see Wang Zhe coming back with the abbot in his arms.

Zen Master Guangyun hurriedly led him to the meditation room, took out the herbal medicine from the temple and gave it to Zen Master Guangji.

"Master, I'm still a little worried about Guobei County because the monster hasn't been eliminated."

"The benefactor just needs to leave, we will take care of the abbot."

After hearing this, Wang Zhe soared into the sky again, and arrived at Guobei County in a short while.

There was a dead silence in the city, not a sound could be heard.

It was already raining in the sky, and flames were still burning in the destroyed Temple of the City God, and the statues of the Temple of the City God had turned into dust.

Seeing that the burning flames had ignited the nearby houses, Wang Zhe went to put out the flames.

Under his shattered statue of the City God, he found a deep hole in the ground, and he didn't know where it led.

"That monster probably sneaked into the Temple of the City God from here, pretending to be the City God, and defrauding the power of incense and fire."

Wang Zhe raised his palm and shook the hole.

Then he left the Town God's Temple and entered a house. The person on the bed was pale and fell into a coma, just like what they saw in the mountain village outside Guobei County.

He is still alive, but his breath is very weak, as if he is seriously ill.

He went to a few more families, all of them were like this.

"If this continues, will they not wake up?"

For a while, Wang Zhe had no way to wake them up.

He guarded the city wall with one sword and one man, standing in the rain, with pain in his body.

He was also injured in the fight with the mountain god, and the injury was not serious. Every time he cut the mountain, he would be eroded by the "power of the mountain". In the end, the punch of the mountain god was even more powerful, probably breaking his bones.

Fortunately, his body has undergone muscle-changing and marrow washing, and he has also taken the inner alchemy of Qingjiao, which is extremely tough. If he were any other monk, he would have died countless times.

He took out the healing elixir obtained from beheading other monks and took it.

He endured the pain, he was afraid that the mountain god would come back.

Slowly, the night passed, the sun did not rise as usual in the morning, and the sky was still raining. Wang Zhe looked up at the sky.

The original gray atmosphere seemed to have dimmed a lot.

"Then the disaster is over like this? Will the mountain god who has been possessed give up absorbing the vitality of the people in Guobei County?"

In the rain, Wang Zhe saw someone going out, but walking weakly.

"Hey, what's the matter, I don't have any strength at all?"

"Why is your face so ugly?"

"Look, dad, what's wrong?"

What Wang Zhe was most worried about did not happen. The people in the city finally woke up, but they all felt weak, as if they had suffered a serious illness.

In Guobei County, people who felt unwell came to the Temple of the City God, wanting to beg for a bowl of talisman water to drink.

People were stunned to see the collapsed and burnt City God Temple.

"Hey, what's going on here, why did it catch fire and collapse when it was fine yesterday?"

"Why didn't you hear anything last night?"

"Last night I seemed to be dreaming of the City God."

"Is this something big going to happen?"

The statue of the City God fell, and the Temple of the City God was destroyed. The people in the city discussed this matter and were a little worried.

Wang Zhe walked around the city, looked at the people, smiled wryly and shook his head.

They would not know that the city god who worshiped piously on weekdays almost killed them last night, and that their serious illness was also caused by the city god.

As for the person who really protected them, one was standing beside them, and the other was seriously injured, lying unconscious on the bed.

Even if you tell them now, how many people will believe it?

(End of this chapter)

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