Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 23 The world is boundless, the universe borrows the law!

Where the strong wind passed by, the towering trees immediately snapped in half.

Mixed with countless Mopanshan rocks, they fell towards the crowd like a shower.

"careful!"

Yan Chixia shouted loudly.

Before he finished drinking, he slapped the sword box behind him with his backhand.

"Long Xiao Nine Heavens!"

The sword box is like a dragon, soaring into the sky.

The sharp weapon of the magic weapon is hidden in the box, as if there is a tacit understanding, humming spontaneously.

Suddenly.

A stream of cold light sword energy, like lightning, burst out from the sword box.

"Wan Jian Flying Slash!"

Yan Chixia grasped the sword formula with her hands, and manipulated the sky-filled sword light.

boom!
boom!
boom!
……

The sword light flashed, and all the broken wood and boulders that were smashed head-on were all chopped down to the ground.

"Huh? This sloppy Taoist priest really has some skills!"

Su Tianxin wanted to make a move, but when she saw Yan Chixia's proficiency in fencing the sword, she couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

What's more, with Bodhidharma at his side, there's no need for her to act.

"Sword Returns to Promise!"

Yan Chixia yelled again.

Clang, clang, clang!
There was a crisp sound.

Thousands of long swords fell back to the ground together, forming a sword circle, protecting the entire caravan within.

Once the huge boulder of broken wood was close to Chiyu, it was immediately smashed into powder by the sword energy.

"The beard is mighty!"

Ning Yi couldn't help but praise loudly.

"Hero Yan, what a skill!"

The rest of the people also followed suit.

"Small tricks, nothing worth mentioning!"

Yan Chixia waved her hand and laughed.

Even though he said so on his lips, the pride on his face was beyond words.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Bodhidharma.

Who knows, Bodhidharma just smiled lightly.

It seems that she didn't take Yan Chixia's highlight operation seriously.

"Ok?"

Just when Yan Chixia was in a daze.

The gust of wind that filled the mountains stopped suddenly.

"Ow!"

An earth-shattering roar, like thunder, exploded into the sky.

The entire Baijiao Mountain was trembling.

All the birds and beasts in the mountains fled.

The faces of everyone at the scene did not change.

A haze of fear shrouded his heart.

Some people were even so frightened that they wanted to turn around and escape from Baijiao Mountain.

"Everyone, don't panic, don't step out of the sword circle!"

Yan Chixia shouted loudly.

The Wuchou sword energy has already condensed into a barrier, and it is difficult to break through it unless it is an evildoer or ordinary monster with a thousand years of practice.

"boom!"

The loud noise was loud again.

The roiling demon wind, like a raging sea tide, surged in from all directions, destroying everything.

Accompanied by an extremely strong stench, all the trees along the way were broken and fell to the ground.

"Monster, monster?!"

The voice did not fall.

Several huge monsters rushed out of the mountain like a whirlwind.

The figure of the monster was about ten feet long, with sharp fangs and open legs. It was ferocious and terrifying, and exuded a fierce aura.

"Centipede! It's centipede essence!"

"My dear mother, what a big centipede!"

"It's over, it's over now!"

The crowd suddenly fell into fright and panic, crying for their parents and mothers, and agitated.

The Taoism of these centipede spirits is obviously not very advanced, and they have not yet transformed into human form.Flying in mid-air, swimming slowly, surrounded the crowd.

But he was afraid of the strong sword energy, so he didn't dare to attack rashly.

Therefore, he only wandered outside the sword circle, making sharp and piercing chirping sounds from his mouth, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Although the chirping was not fatal, it disturbed everyone.

"Big beard, what should we do now?"

Ning Yi shouted.

"Look at me!"

Yan Chixia raised her sword eyebrows.

Immediately, he bit his finger, and quickly drew a Taiji diagram on his palm with the monk's true blood.

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

The words are over, the painting is over.

A palm split the air towards the centipede fine.

Haoran's mana turned into the power of thunder and lightning, and immediately sent a centipede flying.

all of a sudden.

Flesh flew everywhere and died on the spot.

"squeak!"

When the other centipede spirits saw this, their monster eyes were red, and they curled up with huge bodies.

He opened his mouth suddenly and spit out a circle of dark green mist.

"not good!"

Yan Chixia's complexion suddenly changed.

Although the sword circle can block the attack of monsters, it cannot resist the attack of poisonous fog.

You know, this poisonous mist is refined by the centipede spirit with demon blood.

Once a mortal is infected with smoking, he will die immediately.

Even a monk like Yan Chixia also felt uncomfortable.

"How is this good!"

Yan Chixia was anxious.

However, just when he was at a loss.

Surprisingly, he found that in the sword circle, the breeze circulated, forming a circular air flow, which completely dispelled the surrounding poisonous mist.

"What's the situation?"

Yan Chixia was slightly taken aback.

Immediately overjoyed.

"God help me too!"

He didn't know that it was Bodhidharma who secretly helped.

Those centipede spirits didn't notice anything strange, they were still spitting out poisonous mist continuously.

No matter how much poisonous fog there is, it cannot invade the sword circle.

But the more this was the case, the more the centipede spit out the poisonous mist desperately.

after awhile.

Just listen to the "bang" sound.

A centipede suddenly fell from the air to the ground, turned its eyes up, and foamed at the mouth.

He vomited poisonous mist and fainted due to lack of oxygen!

As for the other centipede spirits, the poisonous mist spewed out was also thinner, and their bodies shook slightly, as if they were drunk.

Seeing that it was almost unbearable.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia laughed loudly, "Beasts are animals after all, a bunch of idiots!"

With that palm just now, he had already detected it.

These centipede spirits look vicious and frightening, but in fact they have little knowledge.

With his cultivation base, it is enough to solve all problems.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows..."

Yan Chixia wanted to go all out and wipe out these centipede spirits and eliminate harm for the people.

Sudden.

There was a loud shout in the air.

"Bold and monstrous, you dare to commit murder and hurt others in broad daylight, I will accept you!"

"Om, um, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

The Sanskrit sound and Buddha singing resounded through the mountains and forests.

Thousands of golden lights exploded out, shining on the deep mountains, more blazing than the Golden Crow.

"Kasaw, go!"

A piece of dark red buddhist cassock immediately floated down from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, covering the surrounding area.

"squeak!"

The golden light shines down.

Those centipede spirits seemed to have been scorched by flames, rolling and whining endlessly.

Another large forest, overwhelmed by it.

The centipede spirit suddenly went crazy, ran on a rampage, and fled towards the depths of the mountain forest.

"Evil, where to escape!"

The Buddhist robes and cassocks are like sky nets.

These monsters have already been wrapped in it.

"Cassock, take it!"

As soon as the voice settled.

A slender figure descended from the sky, holding the cassock in his hands.

Look closely.

He is a benevolent old monk!
"Holy Monk..."

As soon as she saw the old monk, Su Tianxin noticed it and whispered to Bodhidharma.

Who knows, Bodhidharma smiled lightly.

Su Tianxin was taken aback for a moment, but immediately refused to tell the truth.

Just when I was about to kill these centipede spirits, I didn't expect an old monk who picked up the leaks on the way!
Yan Chixia frowned, looking at the old monk.

Seeing the golden light flowing around him, it seems that he has been enlightened for a long time.

But he always felt that there was an indescribably weird feeling hidden in the seemingly peaceful place.

"This is how the same thing?"

Yan Chixia was suspicious.

(End of this chapter)