A golden flame rose from Faxin's body. In his tight fists, golden Sanskrit seeds emerged like a sun. He rose up, and his dry and thin body suddenly expanded. He was bathed in golden light, and his old face returned to his youthful appearance.
The sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the ridges and angular but covered with wind and frost can be vaguely seen with the handsomeness of the Tanhualang in the past.
"Namo Amitobaye dotagadoya..."
The golden Sanskrit word for the mantra of rebirth appeared from the single palm that he had placed on his chest. As Faxin looked back, the mantra of the Sun Wheel covered most of the Red Mansion and was fixed on the female ghost.
The female ghost was like a razor's sharp claw, and the Yin evil appeared, rolled up the Yin wind and the ghost fire, flew on the body, tearing forward with the two claws, and pulled upwards toward Faxin's chest and abdomen. The nails poured in ghost energy can easily tear open the warrior's toughest body.
Faxin shouted loudly, like thunder. As the left palm slapped out, the sun wheel covering half of the Red Mansion suddenly shrank, like a circle of chains, locking her wrist when the female ghost claws were torn out.
"Ahhh! Are you stinky monks endlessly dead?"
The female ghost roared tremblingly, her mouth full of fangs was so open that it could reach into a head.
"Yes, you monsters and monsters haven't died! How can we die?"
Faxin's left palm was fixed on the female ghost, and the guardian god Mohuluoga on his back swam from his shoulder to his right fist, with the power to suppress the dragon elephant in the ten directions, hit the female ghost's heart hard.
With the dense sound of the broken ribs, the fist penetrated the female ghost's chest and bulged a fist with a big head in the back. Even though the body of the demon was hit by such a punch, it was suddenly severely injured.
The female ghost howled violently, and half of her body was almost smashed.
Faxin waved his cassock and covered his ferocious face of the female ghost roaring to the sky. Countless Sanskrit words appeared on the cassock, burning the female ghost below emitted a black air of thunder.
After covering the female ghost's head, Fa Xin clamped the female ghost's head with his right rib and arm, raised his iron fist, punched and smashed it down with two punches, but three punches, the female ghost's ghost body let out a heart-wrenching scream, collapsed and turned into a black air.
Faxin was buried in his cassock. He tied a knot in the four corners of the cassock, then wrapped the cassock that seemed to be rushing left and right, put it on the stone table next to it, and smashed it down on the fist.
"Dodiye"
“Amiya Dupapi”
Every time Faxin swung his punch, he recited a scripture. His fist seemed to be holding a vajra, and he smashed it on his cassock.
Qian Chen looked at this scene and felt that someone could not stop pretending to be so he pressed directly on his face.
He pinched the wine glass and said speechlessly: "What a hardcore rebirth mantra, what a hardcore physical salvation... Master, why are you so skilled?"
"Monk, are you too disrespectful to me, the master when you kill demons and kill my maid?" Along with the coldness, there was a little charming voice.
A perfect hand that cannot be added or decreased, lifts the red yarn curtain.
Wearing a big red dress with half-exposed shoulders, a graceful figure slowly walked out from behind the screen.
Her long skirt was mopping the floor, her back was facing everyone, and she turned slightly, revealing only one side of her naked shoulders and a small half of her side face.
The red lips are red, as if they are covered with blood, and their beautiful eyes are snatching people's souls.
Several monster hunters who were struggling between illusion and awakeness were instantly obsessed with the glance.
Even though he was locked by monk Faxin with a rosary and suppressed by the power of Buddha, he had never been confused. Seeing the beauties around him turned into ghosts, the flower building instantly turned into ghost buildings, the man who was frightened to the point of being insidiously staring at the woman in this moment.
"Red clothes?" Qian Chen held the wine glass, quietly admired the scene, and whispered: "This ghost is very fierce!"
Faxin held a single palm in front of his chest, lowered his head slightly, and sighed: "The donors are not wrong. The five ghost messengers under the White Bone King have indeed come to Huangji. Those who can work for you five must be a shocking event. Do you think so? The ghost messenger in red?"
"Red-clothed ghost? What an ugly name..."
"I have a nickname called the owner of the Red Chamber."
The owner of the Red Mansion waved his sleeves, and the exposed abandoned house instantly turned anew. The broken house was covered with green tiles, the mottled pillars were peeled off, and the mottled pillars were dyed with vermilion. The rotten wooden boards under their feet were also filled with straw-woven couches.
In an instant, the dream of the Red Mansion came again, and the sound of dancing music came from behind the man's curtain again.
A group of women with a clever smile turned out from behind the owner of the Red Chamber.
The four reincarnationists had cleared the remaining female ghosts at this time. Except for the female ghost in Qian Chen's arms that had turned into strange creatures, they seemed to have never noticed them, and the other evil ghosts were all cut by the flying sword of the talisman.
Four people surrounded Zen Master Faxin and confronted the owner of the Red Chamber solemnly.
"You are the ones who killed the useless man in the black robe! He is really in vain for me and he died at your hands!"
The owner of the Red Chamber had a faint smile on his lips and said disdainfully.
Qian Chen put down his wine glass and said to Yan Shu: "It seems that we are going to re-estimate the strength of the White Bone Demon King!"
"The five ghost messengers under its command actually have Yin Shen cultivation."
Yan Shu said calmly: "It is easier for ghosts to break through the Yin God level, but it is very difficult to break through the Yang God. I guess the White Bone King is not such a giant ghost. Moreover, ghosts are weak in nature and are often weaker than living beings."
"Senior brother, if you get serious, you can kill this ghost with a few swords?" Qian Chen raised his glass and asked.
Yan Shu thought a little, raised his hand and touched the sword box, and said, "Go to your all, just one sword!"
At this time, dozens of ghost women in the field had already pounced on them. They held the red silk and shuttled through the Red Building, vaguely laying a formation. With the help of the power of the ghost building, the four reincarnators and Zen Master Faxin were blocked in the building.
Taoist Zhao, among the reincarnationists, swung his peach wood sword with a splash, and a stack of talismans flew out of his sleeves. The whirlwind of the sleeves turned into countless paper butterflies flying.
But most paper butterflies are just blindfolds. There are only about a hundred real talismans, hidden in the paper butterflies, and sticking to the female ghosts who are running around.
"If Junior Sister Si is here!" Qian Chen smiled and said, "These butterflies will be transformed from real talismans!"
He waved his sleeves, and the paper butterflies that approached them turned into real butterflies, and one of them stopped in the wine glass.
Yan Shu laughed: "Every time I see my junior sister taking action, I always suspect that Master Tao Tian raised a mountain of disciples and only painted talismans for his junior sister every day. Fortunately, we are not a disciple of Zhengyidao."
The talisman paper mixed with the tricks was pasted on the female ghosts flying around, and each ghost girl was assigned several yellow talismans.
"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, listen to my order!"
With the white-haired old Taoist priest swinging the magic sword, the talismans on the ghost women suddenly ignited, burning golden flames, followed by a series of explosions. More than a dozen ghost women in the air were shattered by Yin thunder at this moment.
The woman in the palace dress, Mrs. Tong, pointed her hand, and the green steel flying sword was extremely sharp. A sword light broke through the air, like a dragon stabbing at the owner of the Red Mansion.
The blue sword light swayed and almost instantly stabbed in front of the owner of the Red Mansion. At this time, countless red silks in the ghost building rolled up like living things, turning into red waves to curl the flying sword.
Just by Mrs. Tong's shout, the sword energy appeared on the flying sword, and instantly shattered the rolled red silk into pieces. Countless red silks broke inch by inch, flying all over the sky, like colorful ceilings.
The flying sword that came to the owner of the Red Chamber was caught by his backhand.
The five delicate jade fingers were tightly clasped, making the extremely sharp flying sword unable to move forward. The sword blade cut through the hand of the owner of the Red Chamber. Yin Hong's blood flowed out, stained on the sword light, and instantly turned into dirty black blood. The flying sword whine was heard, and his spirituality was traumatized.
Mrs. Tong said with pain: "Damn it, the ghost blood is dirty, she is going to taint my flying sword!"
Mrs. Tong pinched the sword technique, pointed the sword forward, lifted all her magic power to activate the flying sword forward, the owner of the Red Mansion frowned, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly stabbed forward for a distance, only half a foot from the center of her eyebrows.
She could no longer hold the flying sword with one hand, so she could only lift the other hand and hold the tip of the sword.
Mrs. Tong's face changed bitterly, and she felt sweat on her forehead, so she could not activate the flying sword to move another inch.
The leader named Zhou's reincarnation frowned slightly when he saw this. White smoke appeared on his fingertips. A talisman arrow in his sleeve slid down and fell into the smoky. With the magic power, the smoky smoke spread, and the talisman arrow turned into a white light and flashed by.
The owner of the Red Mansion took off his right hand, waved his red sleeves, and a golden silk whip wrapped in red silk was thrown out of his sleeves.
There was only a thunder sound that broke into the air, and a little fire broke out ten feet in front of her.
The lightning flashed, and the thunder sounded thunderstormed each other, rubbing each other in the void. The accumulation became more and more intense, and the explosion became wider. In an instant, there were dozens of times of explosion. Wherever they went, the demons and ghosts were all broken into pieces.
The reincarnation man named Zhou held another talisman arrow in his palm and was about to throw it out.
Mrs. Tong took the opportunity to activate the flying sword again. The owner of the Red Mansion could not suppress the flying sword with one hand, so he could only throw it out. Mrs. Tong quickly took the opportunity to retract the flying sword, and was so distressed that she wanted to use her magic power to wipe off the demon blood on it.
Yan Shu next to him frowned slightly. If he used the flying sword, he would naturally activate the flying sword with all his might and stab it at the owner of the Red Mansion. He would even hurt the flying sword ban and give her another ruthless punch.
If the sword goes away, there will be no return, and the sword will inevitably be destroyed. How can you feel sorry for the flying sword? What is the reason for withdrawing it?
At this time, Faxin, who had been secretly alert, frowned and suddenly said, "Be careful!"
He swung out the magic power that he had in one palm but did not release, and a golden Buddha palm slapped at Mrs. Tong. Before Mrs. Tong could react, she saw a few drops of ghost blood on his flying sword turning into a skeleton and drilling towards his heart.
She sacrificed her body-protecting magic weapon and trapped a jade ring to block the ghost blood for a moment.
Then the Buddha's palm swung out and grabbed the few drops of ghost blood in his hand. The Dharma Xin took back his right hand and spread his palm. He saw some corrosive and burns on his palm. A wisp of black smoke rose and the smell came to his nose.
"What a sinister spell!" Fa Xin didn't care about this little injury and turned to look at the owner of the Red Chamber and said.
The wound on the palm of the owner of the Red Chamber had healed, and the remaining sword energy was not at all for her. She laughed softly and said, "You are so poisonous, it's easy to say that my magic is vicious. It's true that it's neither poison nor bald, and the more bald you become more poisonous."
"When you dealt with my maid just now, your methods were cruel and worthy of being the remnant of the Vajra Temple!"
Mrs. Tong was still scared and a little scared. Instead, the owner of the Red Chamber looked calm and did not think that her plan was broken by Faxin.
Faxin smiled slightly, his right arm exposed, and the guardian god behind him had already swam up to his shoulders. As his fists were closed, the Sun Wheel Sanskrit appeared on the fist. He lowered his head slightly, swept his sharp eyes over, and took a step forward, like a lotus blooming, flashing in front of the owner of the Red Mansion.
The fist emits golden light, clenchs the sun wheel, and smashes it at the head of the owner of the Red Chamber!
The Sun Wheel Sanskrit spell was mixed with a phantom of the dragon god. Just this punch was about to hit the heart of the owner of the Red Mansion and crush the source of her resentment. However, the owner of the Red Mansion just swung the long whip, curling Faxin's fist and pulling him towards him.
At this time, the owner of the Red Mansion opened his red clothes, like a blood-invading red clothes, revealing his open chest and abdomen. A wound spread from her lower abdomen to her chest, and the wound was cracked, like a big mouth that was opened.
In the wound, the white ribs were like fangs.
In the black blood hole, a baby's little hand stretched out and grabbed Faxin, followed by the second and third ones. The resentment in the wound of the demon cave made Faxin shocked.
If you are swallowed by the demonic mouth in the chest and abdomen of the female ghost, you will definitely die miserably!
Everyone present had this enlightenment for no reason.
Chapter completed!