Journey to the West: White Lotus Demon Saint

Chapter 29

Outside Baiyun City, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

One camp is Baiyun City, while the other is countless bald heads, including monks with evil faces and monsters with shaved hair.

The number of people in Baiyun City is not as high as that of the bald camp, but the Baiyun City side has mastered the control of the terrain and clever tactics, and the bald camp, which is twice as many as their own, is evenly matched.

After an hour of fighting, the two sides were still in a state of balance.

Suddenly, the Buddha's voice sounded on the battlefield. This voice has a unique rhythm and seems to be able to communicate with heaven and earth.

Hearing this, the bald camp on the field felt as if they had been given blood, and their combat power increased dramatically.

Baiyun City, which was already at a numerical disadvantage, was overwhelmed, causing Wang Huayu, who was watching the battle in the city, to frown.

"This Buddhist supernatural power is a bit weird. I can't detect the source of the sound. It seems that it can only be used to suppress the sound."

Wang Huayu summoned the moon-watching guqin, sat on the ground, put the moon-watching on his knees, and plucked the strings with both hands, the sound of the piano came to the battlefield to fight against the Buddha's voice.

On the battlefield, the sound of the Buddha and the zither made both sides stop tacitly and listen to the invisible battle.

Wang Huayu has never fully grasped the potential of Wangyue Guqin.However, Mochizuki seemed to recover in the fight with Buddha's voice.The moon, which was dim or even invisible during the day, appeared, echoing the full moon.

The person who recited the Buddhist scriptures was under pressure, and the voice of the wooden fish was added to the voice of the Buddha. For a while, the two voices confronted each other again.

But balance is always impossible, and there will always be one party that will break the balance.There was a loud noise on the battlefield, and then the sound of Buddha stopped.

On the grass three miles away from Baiyun City, a monk's face was pale, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, he was holding a broken wooden mallet, and underneath was a broken wooden fish.This should be the person who chanted the scriptures.

"What kind of treasure is this Qin, it can match the lunar star, no, this breath seems to be the one in the legend..."

After the monk finished talking to himself, he got up and walked into the battlefield.

"Hahaha, the famous white lotus demon king really lives up to his reputation. The reincarnation Bodhisattva under the seat of the yellow-browed Buddha has seen the demon king."

Wang Huayu wiped the string quality tone with both hands, thinking that the real master finally appeared.

Put away the moon-watching and fly to the reincarnation Bodhisattva.

"I, Baiyun City, didn't offend your Little Leiyin Temple, did I? I don't know what it means today?"

Reincarnation Bodhisattva smiled and said, "Come here today to ferry you into the Buddha."

At this point, it is estimated that if Wang Huayu talks nonsense, the judges may not be happy.

Without talking nonsense, Wang Huayu drew out the Zhanshen sword from his waist and stabbed Samsara.

Reincarnation is not a weak person, he was originally a Buddhist follower of Maitreya Buddha.His subordinates were stained with blood, and his combat experience was extremely rich.

Samsara took out the subduing magic pestle, and blocked the thrusting sword across the board.

After this confrontation, Samsara was shocked by Wang Huayu's strength. He was at the peak of Jinxian, and he could feel the pressure of this sword.

Wang Huayu's sword was out of momentum, so he changed his sword move and cut with the horizontal sword.

This sword is not a sword of connotation, but a sword of killing Buddha with blooming killing intent.

The two monster generals who were close to Wang Huayu were immediately stunned by the killing intent, and the standing monsters hurriedly picked up their companions and kept away from them.

The reincarnation monk used the magical powers of Buddhism to protect the teachings, and his skin turned into a golden color, like a person made of gold.He raised the magic pestle in his hand and smashed it at Wang Huayu's murderous sword.

The sticks and swords intersected, but the two were evenly matched in this round.

Afterwards, a series of collision sounds that resounded throughout the world spread across the battlefield, and the ignorant insects, fish, birds, and beasts all around were restless and migrated to the distance.

Samsara retreated steadily under Wang Huayu's offensive. It seemed that he could only use his magical powers at the bottom of the box, otherwise he would lose sooner or later.

Monk Samsara backed away quickly, put his magic subduing pestle into the ground, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name.

The Buddha's name seems to be an invisible bridge between Samsara and the subduing magic pestle. The subduing magic pestle and the Buddha's light in Samsara's body begin to resonate, forming a huge Buddha's light pestle in the air, which is overwhelming and invincible.

Wang Huayu knew very well that this move was powerful, so he put his sword back into its sheath.The hands are dancing in the air, seemingly chaotic and disorderly, but if you observe carefully, you can see that the trajectories of the hands contain inexplicable rules.

As time passed, the surrounding space seemed to tremble, and the power of yin and yang was densely distributed, and the power of the incomparably powerful golden pestle in the air was suppressed.

Wang Huayu thought to himself, let you, bald man, have a taste of "Inverting Yin and Yang" that I put into full operation for the first time.

Wang Huayu stopped waving his hands, and the infinite power of Yin and Yang flew towards the golden pestle.

At the same time, the golden pestle also smashed like this yin and yang force.

When these two types of supernatural powers meet, there is no explosion scene as imagined. The surrounding mountain plants and a small part of Baiyun City are quietly turned into dust, and the silent destruction makes people feel frightened.

Looking at the sky again, the golden light pestle was directly scattered by the Yin-Yang force of Rebellion, and the remaining force flew towards Monk Samsara.

The monk did not expect that Wang Huayu possessed such a powerful supernatural power, and he was directly knocked away by the force of yin and yang, spitting blood from his mouth.

"The White Lotus Demon King seems to have some strength left. I shouldn't fight him anymore. I have to go back and tell the Buddha that Bai Lian has the legendary innate treasure piano in his hand." The reincarnated monk who flew out made a decision in an instant.

Wang Huayu knew that the monk still had the strength to fight, so he waited for the monk's counterattack.

But he seemed to see the monk running away, probably not, the fight was so fierce just now.

Only after the monk ran a certain distance, Wang Huayu was sure that the monk really wanted to run, and he ran so gracefully that he didn't even say a word of hate.

The demon monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple also realized that something was wrong and withdrew in a hurry.

Wang Huayu didn't organize a chase, he was afraid of encountering the Yellow-browed Buddha, and now he was no match for it.

This time can be regarded as the first major crisis since the completion of Baiyun City.

Cleaning up the battlefield and rebuilding a part of Baiyun City that was destroyed was not an easy task.

In the southern part of Hezhou, Xiniu, Xiaoleiyin Temple, in a small closed space full of prohibitions.

Monk Samsara said seriously: "Senior Brother Huangmei, this matter can never be faked, the Demon King Bailian really has the legendary piano in his hand."

A humanoid creature with yellow eyebrows and the temperament of a Buddha and a demon responded: "This is a great thing. I could have snatched it and sent it to the Buddha in the east, but the grandson of the Macaque King is watching closely. You still Go and report to the Buddha as soon as possible, and let’s talk about the Macaque King by the way.”

"Brother, then I'll go down first."

"Go."

A ray of golden light flew from Xiaoleiyin Temple to Lingshan Mountain in West Heaven.

Wang Huayu didn't know that someone had caught his attention on Wangyue Guqin.

(End of this chapter)