Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune starts from Tianshi Mansion

Chapter 114 The monk is currently, cough cough

Lei Jun knocked it down with one stick. {What? You don’t know yet|Read COM, read the chapters without mistakes|Hurry up and Google them}

The kid from the Gao family rolled his eyes.

He didn't say a word, he was about to collapse without making a sound.

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

With Lei Jun's other hand, he attached a holding charm that he had already prepared.

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

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

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

But no one knew that the back of the Gao family's head was already 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 there seems to be a lack of feeling because of this, overall, Lei Jun is satisfied with the effect.

Although these children of the Gao family are in the lower third level of cultivation, they are practicing in 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-a-mole, one person and one stick.

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

In the valley, other members of the Gao family were scattered around the cracks in the valley, forming a siege and ambush, 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 fallen into the cracks at the bottom of the valley before, but had already left Qiluo Valley, then everyone would have wasted time now.

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

With today's situation of isolating internal and external information and preventing the true transmission of Tianshi Mansion from being transmitted 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 in the Taoist sect 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 leading middle-aged Confucian scholar, someone asked quietly: "Third uncle, is it possible?"

"Wait patiently for a while." The middle-aged Confucian scholar ordered: "If there is still no one after a while, we will make a decision."

The order was given, 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 from 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 release arrows to cover them.

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

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

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

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

Then……

He lost his temper.

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

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

The thick end hit the opponent on the back of the head.

The holding charm was attached again, and the lifeless body remained in place.

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

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

He frowned and ordered the few disciples of the same race who were following him closely: "Let's all gather together first, but don't make a mess."

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

Everyone still had hope in their hearts, and was also worried that the enemy would suddenly come up from the rift valley at this moment, so they still moved cautiously, full of vigilance, and were ready to take action at any time.

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

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

Scattered out to disperse the ambushes, no one came to gather.

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

Something's wrong? !

But the sharpshooters guarding the mountains around them didn't warn or release arrows.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly felt a chill in his heart and stood on his head with all the hair on his body.

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

But under the bright sun in Lang Lang, in this Qiluo Valley, he actually felt like he had seen 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 soared into the sky, and he actually showed a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

The sword energy burst out like rain in all directions.

At this moment, 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, he saw no trace of the enemy in his field of vision for the first time.

Only a young disciple 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 suddenly widen his eyes, and his eyes were about to burst.

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

Before the middle-aged scholar could stop him, the stick was already knocked down.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

Seeing that the middle-aged 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, evildoer?!"

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

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

Lei Jun was calm.

In addition to his 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 spiritual 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 guardian god 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 who fell from the sky flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came.

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

The sword in the middle-aged scholar's hand was broken, and the hilt flew out of his hand.

His own blood spurted out wildly, flying through the air and hitting the 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 person walked out of the forest.

But he is a middle-aged monk.

The monk was dressed simply, with a grimace on his 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.

"I am the Buddha with mercy."

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 stopped looking at the half-dead middle-aged Confucian scholar and 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 the expression on his face was still solemn: "Poor monk Dexiang, under the gate of Xantian Temple, the little Taoist priest is a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain?"

Xuantian Temple.

One of the four holy places of Buddhism, it is 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 Ping Dao 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 fight 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: "As a monk, all the four elements 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 let go of the front edge, 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 with one blow!

The ascetic-looking monk remains motionless with his hands clasped together.

A faint glazed light appeared on the surface of its dark body.

Under the glazed light, it seemed to form an alms bowl, protecting Monk Dexiang in it.

Lei Jun struck the bowl with a fierce stick.

There are cracks on the surface of the glazed alms bowl, but it is not broken.

Surprise flashed across the eyes of both parties at the same time.

Monk Dexiang stopped talking and recited the scriptures silently.

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

While the lotus blooms, it once again protects the monk Dexiang in the center.

Lei Jun did not continue the attack.

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

Then, as expected, several small lotuses appeared around the huge lotus that protected the monk Dexiang, all of which were condensed with glazed precious light.

The aura of the lotus flower is restrained and doesn't appear to be 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 Heavenly Master's Seal, was the great elder of the West Frontier Vajra Temple. The Buddhist inheritance he practiced was called the Vajra lineage, and the outside world also used to call it the mudra method.

The Xuantian Temple in Jinzhou is the ancestral hall of the holy land where the Buddhist precepts-holding lineage of spiritual practice is 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 most of the time he only focuses on his own practice.

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

When it comes to fighting methods, generally speaking, there is indeed a lack of 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 world of monasticism that when compared solely with the method of protection, the lineage of Buddhist precepts is the undisputed number one.

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 block out the wind and rain outside.

It would not be wrong to say that the Buddhist lineage of Buddhist monks can only let go and take the initiative to fight against the enemy.

The few small lotuses he placed outside were his 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 were disciples of Xuantian Temple who had cultivated for the next three days, they would really have no choice but to be beaten without fighting back. Fortunately, basically no one at the same level could 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, something seems different... Lei Jun looked at Monk Dexiang calmly.

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

His cultivation and Buddhist teachings from Xuantian Temple are true, and he is a descendant of the Buddhist precepts in the fourth heaven realm of Zheng'er Ba Sutra.

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

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

Lei Jun had vaguely felt before that there was another master hiding in the other party.

After the monk Dexiang showed up, he did not expect the unexpected deviation.

Xuantian Temple is located in Jinzhou. Because it has always been low-key, its relationship with Jinzhou Ye Clan, Zezhou Gao Family and other famous families is not so tense.

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

unless……

The Tianshi Mansion itself has disciples such as Fang Jian, Chu Andong, and Chu Kun. Lei Jun thinks that the Ye Clan of Jinzhou or the Gao Family of Zezhou may 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 in a different situation...

Lei Jun moved again.

De Xiang concentrated on reciting scriptures.

When Lei Jun swung his long stick, he smashed all the small lotuses into pieces.

Without waiting for De Xiang's next reaction, Lei Jun came in front of the giant lotus again and struck hard!

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 uncontrollably.

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 the Tianshi Mansion and the Ye clan of Jinzhou.

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

Monk Dexiang, who was born in the Buddhist holy land of Xuantian Temple, although he only sticks to defense, he is obviously much more tenacious.

It's just that when Dexiang retreated and 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 in an unhurried manner.

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.