Seeking Good Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune Starts From Tianshi Mansion Chapter 114

Chapter 114 113. The monk is currently coughing

Lei Jun knocked it down with one stick.

The Gao family member rolled his eyes.

He didn't say a word, and he collapsed without making a sound.

 He has opened his bow, and the arrow on the bowstring is about to fly out.

Lei Jun put a holding charm that he had prepared with his other hand on it.

The other party's lifeless body is temporarily frozen in place.

Even his arms remained tense for the time being, still controlling the bowstring and arrows.

 If someone looks at it from a distance, this place looks the same as before.

 It's just that no one knows that the back of the Gao family's head has been dented.

With the blessing of the night wind of the Wind and Thunder Talisman, as long as Lei Jun is willing, he can hit someone on the head with a stick without making a sound.

Although it seems that it lacks a bit of feeling, overall, Lei Jun is satisfied with the effect.

Although these disciples of the Gao family are in the lower third level, they practice the lineage of Confucian Shenshe. Their perception and insight are quite sharp, and their physical reactions are also sensitive.

But even though Lei Juntian combined the two natal spells of the Talisman and the Wind and Thunder Talisman into one, he still quietly approached the Gao family disciples one after another who were standing on the commanding heights of the mountain forest with their bows and arrows ready.

Then, it's like whack-mole, one person and one stick.

After cleaning up the surrounding areas, Lei Jun went back down the mountain and into the valley.

In the valley, some other Gao family disciples were scattered around the cracks in the deep valley, forming an ambush and surrounding them, waiting for the target to suddenly emerge from the cracks in the ground to suddenly launch a siege.

However, after waiting for a while, Lei Jun never showed up, and the Gao family could not help but feel suspicious.

If their target had not entered the cracks at the bottom of the valley before, but had already left Qiluo Valley, then everyone would have wasted their time now.

It doesn't matter if you waste some time, but you may miss today's great opportunity.

With the current situation of isolating internal and external information and preventing the true transmission of Tianshi Mansion from spreading to the outside world, it is not easy to find another opportunity for this young Taoist priest to be alone.

If successful, a young genius with great potential will be eliminated without anyone noticing.

It is a pity that if you miss the opportunity today, it will be difficult to find it again.

Beside the middle-aged Confucian scholar, someone asked quietly: "Third uncle, is it possible?"

 “Wait patiently for a while.” The middle-aged Confucian scholar ordered: “If you don't see anyone after a while, we will make a decision.”

The order was given to go down, and the disciples of the Gao family scattered around obeyed the order.

A young man carefully hid behind the rocks outside the rift on the ground, staring intently at the deep, dark rift ahead.

 He did not look distractedly in other directions.

If there are other enemies or threats approaching outside the valley, those of the same race who are at the commanding heights on the mountains and have a wide field of vision will notice them immediately, sound a warning and shoot arrows to cover them.

 Those of them who are in the valley now only need to focus on the rift.

 When someone rises up in the valley and wants to come out, attack them head-on!

The young man holds the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and slowly draws his long sword out of the sheath.

 He took a deep breath to calm down his slightly anxious mood.

Then…

 He lost his breath.

 A short stick, thick at one end and thin at the other.

The thin end was held in Lei Jun's hand.

 Hit the opponent on the back of the head with the thick end.

 The amulet was applied again, and the lifeless body remained in place.

Lei Jun, like the night wind, left quietly, circling the cracks in the ground and the ravine, looking for the next target.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar who was leading the team waited for a long time but did not see the target figure appear from under the rift valley, and he also suspected that his party had waited in vain.

He frowned and ordered several of his fellow disciples who were following closely behind him: "I want everyone to assemble first, but don't make a mess."

 Two people nodded and went around the rift valley to call for people.

Everyone still has hope in their hearts and is worried that the enemy will suddenly come up from the rift valley at this moment, so they still move cautiously, full of vigilance, and are ready to take action at any time.

 The middle-aged Confucian scholar stared at the rift valley for a while.

 He suddenly felt something was wrong.

　　Scattered out to disperse the ambush, and no one came to gather.

Even the two people who went to greet them also didn't come back...

 What's the matter? !

 But the sharpshooters guarding the mountains around them did not warn or fire arrows.

 The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly felt a chill in his heart and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Although the sun is tilted to the west, there is still enough sunlight.

 But under the bright sun, in this Qiluo Valley, he actually had the feeling of seeing a ghost in the daytime.

 “Where is the ghost? Show yourself to me!”

 The middle-aged Confucian scholar held his sword across his chest and shouted in disbelief.

His clothes were flying, his talent and talent were soaring into the sky, and he actually appeared to be majestic and majestic.

 The sword energy is like rain, bursting out in all directions.

At this time, as the sword energy was released, a warning sign suddenly appeared in the middle-aged Confucian scholar's heart and he noticed it.

 He suddenly stood up and jumped into the air.

Looking around, I saw no trace of the enemy in my field of vision for the first time.

Only one of the young men who had been sent to call for help ran back with a confused and frightened expression.

He is the son of a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

 He was surprised to see his father ascending into the sky.

 At the same time, I saw the middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes suddenly widen, and his eyes were about to burst.

 Because, just above the head of the young Gao family member, there was clearly a short stick raised high.

Without waiting for the middle-aged Confucian scholar to stop him, the stick was already knocked down.

 “Boom!”

"boom!"

Seeing that the middle-aged Confucian scholar noticed something, Lei Jun stopped keeping his voice this time.

With a "thud" sound, the Gao family disciple fell to the ground with a "thud" without saying a word.

 “How dare you?!”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shouted angrily, slid forward, fell from the sky, and stabbed Lei Jun with an angry sword.

The surging sword energy converged at this moment, turning into a long river of sword energy, running through the air, and stabbing Lei Jun with the sword.

 Lei Jun is calm.

In addition to the natal Heavenly General Talisman, he also added a high-level spiritual talisman, the Five Ding Kaishan Talisman, which was directly passed down from the Tianshi Mansion.

The power of the talismans interacted, and the light on his body shone, and his already tall body seemed to rise out of thin air again, as powerful as the Taoist protector descending to earth.

 The short stick in his hand also seemed to automatically extend under the flow of light and turned into a long stick.

Facing the sword energy that surged like a mighty river, Lei Jun swung his stick.

Then…

 The middle-aged Confucian scholar fell from the sky in mid-air and flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came.

The mighty sword energy flowed into a long river. As Lei Jun swung his stick, the center became empty, and the air waves tore apart on both sides.

 The middle-aged Confucian scholar held a sword in his hand. The blade was broken and the hilt flew out of his hand.

His own blood spurted out wildly, flying through the air and hitting the mountain forest heavily, sending branches and leaves flying everywhere.

Lei Jun, who was still on the spot, looked at the mountains and forests and raised his eyebrows. After a while, a man walked out of the forest.

He is a middle-aged monk.

The monk is simply dressed, with a sad face and a serious expression.

 He was holding another seriously injured and dying person in his hand, it was the middle-aged Confucian scholar who had just been beaten away by Lei Jun.

The Confucian scholar who looked gentle and elegant before was now covered in blood and dying.

 He was able to save his life thanks to the ascetic-looking monk who caught him in time.

 “My Buddha is compassionate.”

The ascetic monk gently put the middle-aged Confucian scholar down, then faced Lei Jun and clasped his palms together: "It would be too cruel for the Taoist priest to attack. Although the Taoists are different, you and I are both outsiders, so we should be compassionate."

Lei Jun no longer looked at the half-dead middle-aged Confucian scholar, but only looked at the monk calmly: "What do you call a monk?"

His tone was a little rude, but the monk was not angry, and his expression was still solemn: "I am a poor monk with virtue, who is under the gate of Xuantian Temple. Is the Taoist Priest a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain?"

 Xuantian Temple.

 One of the four holy places of Buddhism, located in Jinzhou in the north.

 It is relatively low-key on weekdays, but in the minds of local people, all the eminent monks in the temple are like Buddhas in thousands of families.

But Lei Jun just looked at the other person calmly: "The monk already knew who Pindao was, why did he ask even though he knew it?"

 Monk Dexiang: "A poor monk happened to pass by and couldn't bear to see the fighting and death, so he tried to mediate between the two parties..."

Lei Jun: "Before a monk became a monk, was his surname Ye or Gao?"

 Monk Dexiang said: "The four elements of a monk are empty. All the things before becoming a monk are all earthly conditions."

Lei Jun asked suddenly, but Monk Dexiang didn't change his expression and answered smoothly.

But Lei Jun smiled after hearing this: "When you pick it up, you put it down, and when you put it down, you pick it up. The monk understands this principle very well. Not only does he not put the front edge down, he also holds it tighter."

At the same time as he spoke, he picked up the long stick in his hand, took one step forward, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of the monk Dexiang, and knocked him down on the head with the stick!

The ascetic-looking monk keeps his hands clasped motionless.

 The surface of its dark body has a faint glaze-colored precious light.

Shrouded in the glazed light, it seems to have formed an alms bowl, protecting Monk Dexiang in it.

Lei Jun struck the alms bowl with a fierce stick.

The glazed alms bowl has cracks on its surface but is not broken.

 At the same time, surprise flashed across the eyes of both parties.

 Monk Dexiang stopped talking and recited the scriptures silently.

 The glazed precious light condensed again, this time turning into the shape of a lotus.

While the lotus is in full bloom, the monk Dexiang is once again protected in the center.

 Lei Jun did not continue the attack.

His body returned to his previous position, as if his steps had never moved.

Then, as expected, several small lotus flowers appeared around the huge lotus flower protecting the virtuous monk, all of which were condensed with glazed precious light.

The scent of the lotus flower is restrained and doesn't look like anything special, but it seems to contain something magical.

Although the four holy places of Buddhism are all part of the Buddhist tradition, each has its own unique heritage.

For example, Master Longjia, who accidentally intervened in the previous battle for the Celestial Master Seal, was the great elder of Xiqiao Vajra Temple. The Buddhist inheritance he practiced was called the Vajra lineage, and the outside world also used to call it the mudra method.

Xuantian Temple in Jinzhou is the ancestral hall of the holy place where the Buddhist precepts are passed down.

The heir of Xuantian Temple keeps the precepts and practices. Over the years, he has blessed his body with the precepts, forming a vast and mysterious power. However, he has been restrained all year round and only focused on his own practice most of the time.

 So people generally say that the eminent monks of Xuantian Temple are the most low-key and rarely fight with others.

 Hands-on fighting methods, generally speaking, do lack powerful means to defeat the enemy.

However, it is not enough to defeat the enemy and more than enough to defend itself.

As long as I don't break the precepts and the precepts are continuously blessed, although it is a restriction, it will also provide miraculous protection for the descendants of Xuantian Temple. No matter how windy or rainy the outside world is, I will remain unmoved.

 It is universally recognized in the monastic community that when compared solely with the method of protection, the lineage of Buddhist precepts is undoubtedly the first.

Even the human body elixir of the Taoist Alchemy School is incomparable.

In a competition between monks with similar overall levels of strength, almost no one dares to say that they are sure to break through the Buddhist defense of observing the precepts.

At this moment, the virtuous monk in front of Lei Jun is holding up a lotus flower to isolate the wind and rain from the outside.

It would not be wrong to say that the Buddhist precepts lineage can only defend a little and has no means of actively confronting the enemy.

 The few small lotus flowers he placed outside were a means of active attack.

However, this method is not lethal enough and is more used to restrict and trap the enemy.

 Precepts are for self-control and cannot be imposed on others.

However, the disciples of Xuantian Temple who have reached the middle three-level level can try to "educate" and "influence" the world to some extent.

If they are disciples of Xuantian Temple who have cultivated for the next three days, they really can only take beatings without fighting back. Fortunately, basically no one in the same realm can beat them.

Most of the disciples of Xuantian Temple are indifferent to the world, practice asceticism, and behave in a low-key manner, so few people find trouble for them.

 But now, it seems a little different... Lei Jun looked at Monk Dexiang calmly.

The other party is an ascetic who is a disciple of Shixuantian Temple.

His cultivation in Xuantian Temple and Buddhism are not false, and he is a descendant of the Buddhist precepts of the fourth heaven realm of Zhengerba Sutra.

  But there may be differences between observing the precepts and observing the precepts.

 Those who learn the same Taoism may be completely different people.

Lei Jun had a vague feeling before that there was another master hiding in the other party.

 After the monk Dexiang showed up, there was indeed an unexpected deviation.

Xuantian Temple is located in Jinzhou. Because it has always been low-key, it has less tense relations with famous families such as the Ye Clan of Jinzhou and the Gao Family of Zezhou.

But in theory, even if the relationship between the two parties is not tense, it should not be very close.

unless…

 Tianshi Mansion has disciples such as Fang Jian, Chu Andong, and Chu Kun. Lei Jun very much thought that the Ye clan of Jinzhou or the Gao family of Zezhou might also infiltrate the Xuantian Temple.

 Fang Jian and Chu Kun entered the Tianshi Mansion. Although they never lost contact with their family, generally speaking, they regarded themselves more as disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.

 The Dexiang in front of me seems to be a different situation...

 Lei Jun moved again.

 Dexiang concentrated on reciting scriptures.

 Lei Jun swung his long stick and smashed all the small lotuses into pieces.

Without waiting for the next response, Lei Jun reached the giant lotus again, hitting a fierce blow!

In an instant, there were glazed lights and petals flying and scattering on the giant lotus that seemed to be immortal, and it kept falling apart after being beaten by Lei Jun.

 De Xiang's feet retreated irresistibly.

 The giant lotus around his body shrunk and turned into a smaller but more condensed lotus to protect himself.

Although the Gao family in Zezhou is also a famous family, its inheritance and foundation are inferior to those of Tianshi Mansion and Jinzhou Ye family.

 Everyone is at the fourth level of heaven cultivation, so the middle-aged Confucian scholar cannot compete with Lei Jun.

The monk Dexiang, who was born in the Buddhist holy land of Xuantian Temple, is obviously more tenacious even though he only sticks to defense.

 Just as De Xiang retreated, the lotus shrank, the middle-aged Confucian scholar who was originally protected by him was unable to retreat with him, and was exposed to the lotus.

Lei Jun looked at Dexiang and raised one foot without any haste.

 Then in front of the Prime Minister, he stepped on the middle-aged Confucian scholar's forehead.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes widened, but he couldn't resist his skull bursting, and he died.

PS: First update today.

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