Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 131. 132. As a bait, a combination of fear and fear

Zhen Tuoruo made a sudden attack. It's not that Mo Xian was really unprepared. He just wanted to delay time, but before he could say a few words, the other party had already made a bold move, and the move was weird and fierce. Generated from the void, it gathered into a bunch and directly hit Mo Xian's heart.

His intention is very simple, that is, to deal with Mo Xian with one blow, and then transform into Mo Xian, sneak into the prince's mansion, wait for the opportunity to assassinate the prince, and he will not take the rest, the standard is high and bold.

Mo Xian didn't know that he had this idea, so he yelled: "Good time!" The Yin Talisman sword behind his back flew up and landed in his hand. The sword swung across and blocked his chest with a muffled sound. It's so big, but Mo Xian used his footsteps to pull back to release his strength, pointed at the sword formula, and a sword light pointed directly at Zhen Tuoluo.

Zhen Tuoluo was slightly surprised that his own blow was actually blocked by him. He felt that the person in front of him looked familiar. Mo Xian's portrait was listed as the person to be killed in the Hall of Yama, but Mo Xian's cultivation base was not high, so he did not become a must. kill people.But he didn't think about it, he just wanted to kill Mo Xian.

He made a quick decision, and at this moment, an air force locked on him, his face changed, and he shouted: "Kill him!"

As soon as the voice fell, several people appeared next to them, men and women, each with musical instruments in their hands, including lutes, qin and drums, and some musical instruments that Mo Xian couldn't even name.

There was a bang on the top of Zhen Tuoro's head, but there was a Dharma appearance, a human body with a horse's head and a single horn on its head, all flesh-colored, a horizontal drum was placed around his waist, and two vertical drums were placed in front of his knees, and his hands beat the drums like rain. The sound ripples of the ring drums criss-crossed within a few feet around him.

He sensed from the Qi machine that the incoming person was a formidable enemy, so he threw Mo Xian to his subordinates and concentrated on dealing with the incoming person.

"The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, I, Jie Ziyong, specialize in killing you bedbugs living in dark corners." Jie Ziyong's mouth was very damaged, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he marked Zhen Tuoluo as a bedbug. Who asked him to answer Mo Xian's question? Don't answer the question.

"You heretics, you actually laugh at my orthodox teaching for hiding your head and showing your tail. You should go to the eighteenth level of hell!" After finishing speaking, the handprints changed continuously, and the drum beat loudly.

On the top of Jie Ziyong's head, a rainbow flag appeared, and the colorful starlight spread out layer by layer. He stopped the sound of the real drum, and shouted loudly: "You also eat me with a star picker!"

Exhibiting his famous stunt of picking up stars, a big hand was fished out from the sky, the stars were shining brightly, and the momentum was astonishing.

Zhen Tuoluo's handprints were so fast that the eyes couldn't see them clearly, blooming like a lotus flower, and the handprints of Faxiang were changing, and they were printed on the waist drum and vertical drum in front of him one after another. They turned into various dharma objects one after another, and shot at Jie Zi like raindrops in the age of heaven.

The sky is full of subduing magic pestles, treasure vases, Jie Dao, tridents, broad axes, meteor hammers, flying arrows, etc. All imaginable weapons and magic objects appear in the sky, with spiritual lights shining, and half of the sky is reflected in colorful colors.

Looking at the sky full of dharma objects, Jie Ziyong didn't panic. It was still the same as before. The dharma objects that came, as soon as they encountered the seven layers of rainbow light of the Qihong Banner, disappeared like encountering a black hole.

Grabbing the star-catching hand, Zhen Tuoluo's Dharma image suddenly raised his head, and the three big drums flew up, like the sound of heaven and earth cracking. The star hand collapsed, and Zhen Tuoluo's dharma image also collapsed.

Zhen Tuoruo let out a muffled snort, a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the brilliance of Jie Ziyong's rainbow flag also changed for a while, it seemed that nothing happened, but Jie Ziyong felt tight in his chest.

Jie Ziyong's face changed for a while, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. This was the first time that Jie Ziyong's eyes showed such obvious murderous intent. , the opponent is not so easy to win.

As soon as they made a move on one side, eight men and women surrounded Mo Xian on the other side, four men and four women. Guided by the sound of drums, they appeared in disguise, and guided by a battle flag, the sound of the piano sounded, and countless knives, guns, swords and halberds appeared. , Amidst the sound of the pipa, water and fire wrapped in swords, guns, swords and halberds, and Mo Xian didn't know what musical instrument, in front of Mo Xian, a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire rushed towards him under the guidance of the battle flag.

Mo Xian snorted, and drew out the Yin Talisman Sword in his hand, a ray of brilliance seemed to divide the space, the sword light was everywhere, and a gust of breeze blew away many manifestations, leaving only a ray of sword light in the world.

As soon as the sword light passed, the image transformed by the music sounded like a bubble, but the battle flag was broken, fluttering down, and gradually dissipated. No one noticed that the drummer among the eight was suddenly stunned.

"Change!" A woman next to him pulled him, and he was cut into two halves in vain, and the drum around his waist was also cut into two. At this moment, they realized that the sword had cut him, and his magic weapon, But people don't realize it.

The woman screamed, and the other people just left their seats. When they saw this scene, they were immediately devastated. Mo Xian's heart moved. People have emotions such as fear, and the monks are not surprised, but most of the monks suppressed his emotions. It is very deep, and can make Mount Tai collapse in front of your eyes without changing your face. This kind of monk is generally defined as the righteous way, while another part of the monks put all kinds of emotions to the maximum and do whatever they want. Their spells are also biased towards this, and they are good at using various Ghosts and devils, manipulating people's negative emotions.

Theoretically speaking, the Temple of Yama belongs to the righteous way, but what he walks to the extreme, the reason why the Demon Gate is a Demon Gate, is that there are many ways to do it. Use your own negative emotions to summon the devil, and subdue it, to serve yourself.

Mo Xian's heart moved. Although the yin beads he refined were not demons, but using yin souls was extremely terrifying to ordinary people. He smiled, and with a movement of his hand, a ghost appeared, and the monk who was divided into two halves, It moved suddenly, dripping with blood, and even the stomach and intestines were dragged on the floor. Just when everyone lost their souls, the two bodies stood up, the blood holes turned into blood mist, and the horror penetrated into the bone marrow.

However, Mo Xian looked at the crowd, and unconsciously cast the enchantment spell. Normally, they wouldn't pay attention at all. At this time, their hearts were already occupied by fear, and Mo Xian's enchantment spell didn't make them lose their minds , but slightly strengthen their fear psychology.

They were like ordinary people who saw a ghost, their faces were pale, their bodies were sweating uncontrollably, their legs were weak, and the instruments in their hands were almost thrown away. In their eyes, Mo Xian seemed to be a terrifying demon king. , Mo Xian's Yin Talisman sword flashed, and another monk died under his hands.

They couldn't take it anymore, they uttered a cry, threw the things in their hands, and fled in all directions. It was terrible. For some reason, they were filled with fear and had only one thought, to run away from here, and never meet again. the devil.

Mo Xian fell into deep thought, but he didn't chase after him. Since he practiced Huang Ting Dao, he had obtained two books, one is "Huang Ting Jing" and the other is "Huang Ting Ji Zhu". These two books only talk about practice. , but there is no related spells, Mo Xian's spells are learned separately, but the book "Chongxu Tongmiao Shenxiao Leifa" is a combination of practice and spells.

From today's battle, he found a way. Maybe the "Huang Ting Jing" can also practice magic. He remembered the saying in "Huang Di Nei Jing", that the east produces wind, the wind produces wood, the wood produces acid, the acid produces liver, and the liver produces acid. Muscles give birth to tendons, tendons give birth to heart, and liver governs eyes.It is mysterious in the sky, Tao in human beings, and transformation in the earth.Transformation produces the five flavors, Tao produces wisdom, Xuan produces the spirit, the spirit is the wind in the sky, the wood in the earth, the tendons in the body, the liver in the hide, the green in the color, the horn in the sound, the call in the sound, and the change in the change. Grip, the orifice is the eye, the taste is sour, and the will is anger.Anger hurts the liver, and sadness beats anger; wind hurts tendons, and dryness beats wind; soreness hurts tendons, and pungent beats acid.

South produces heat, heat produces fire, fire produces bitterness, bitterness produces heart, heart produces blood, blood produces spleen, heart dominates tongue.In the sky it is heat, in the earth it is fire, in the body it is the pulse, in the store it is the heart, in color it is red, in sound it is sign, in sound it is laughter, in change it is anxiety, in the orifice it is the tongue, in taste it is bitter , Zhiweixi.Joy and sadness, fear beats joy; heat hurts qi, cold beats heat, bitterness hurts qi, salty beats bitter.

The center produces dampness, dampness produces soil, soil produces sweetness, sweetness produces spleen, spleen produces meat, flesh produces lungs, and spleen governs the mouth.It is dampness in the sky, soil in the earth, flesh in the body, spleen in the body, yellow in color, palace in the sound, song in the sound, sputum in the movement, mouth in the orifice, and sweet in the taste. , Thinking in the mind.Thinking hurts the spleen, anger beats thinking; dampness hurts the flesh, wind wins dampness; sweetness hurts the flesh, sour beats sweet.

The west produces dryness, dryness produces metal, metal produces pungent, pungent produces lung, lung produces fur, fur produces kidney, lung dominates nose.It is dry in the sky, gold in the earth, fur in the body, lung in the hide, white in color, business in sound, cry in sound, cough in change, nose in orifice, and pungent in taste , worrying about ambition.Sadness hurts the lungs, happiness beats worry; heat hurts the fur, cold beats heat; acrid hurts the fur, bitterness beats acridity.

The north produces cold, cold produces water, water produces salt, salt produces kidney, kidney produces bone marrow, marrow produces liver, and kidney controls ears.It is cold in the sky, water in the ground, bone in the body, kidney in the body, black in color, feather in sound, moan in sound, chestnut in movement, ear in orifice, and salty in taste. , fearful in ambition.Fear damages the kidneys, thinking overcomes fear; cold damages blood, dryness overcomes cold; salty damages blood, sweetness overcomes salty.

Fear is a kidney, his lungs are manifested, and he should be able to transform into spells. In the future, he will manifest all gods and be self-sufficient in supernatural powers. He vaguely saw a way to reach the sky, and he vaguely had an idea, but this is not the time to think. It's not too late to think about it until the matter in front of me is completely resolved.

He scared away the eight people who surrounded him with the technique of fear, two of them died by his sword, he turned his head and stared at Zhen Tuoluo in the battle.

Zhen Tuoruo suffered a loss just now, he sacrificed a tambourine, the sound of the drum oscillated, and beat Jie Ziyong, he saw his subordinates fleeing in all directions as if they were going crazy, but two of them died under Mo Xian's sword , he has retired.

(End of this chapter)