When the Tao Addict was captured, Ning Que instinctively wanted to escape with Mo Shanshan, as far as he could. However, he did not do so. Instead, he prepared to use the Primordial Thirteen Arrows to solve all of this, as he knew that he would not be able to escape.
When he pinched the cold tail of the Talisman Arrow, the old monk's skinny palm had already started to emit a strong aura.
When he pulled the iron bow to its fullest, Ye Hongyu had already lowered her head and collapsed.
He saw the despair in Ye Hongyu's eyes, as well as Master Lotus's emotionless and cold gaze.
Mo Shanshan was startled awake by him from the illusion, and she sobered up in an instant. Her beautiful black hair that was like a waterfall suddenly fluttered behind her, and her right hand trembled in the air. She knew that the three of them were in a hopeless situation, so she immediately used her strongest Half Divine Talisman.
Facing such a powerful double attack, the old monk who was sitting in the Bone Mountain was still expressionless. He only glanced at them, and his gaze fell into the eyes of the two.
With just one glance, Ning Que felt an unbearable pain in his head, as if Second Brother's wooden club was hitting his head at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye. He blacked out and loosened his fingers.
Mo Shanshan felt that her chest and abdomen were suddenly cut open by a sharp blade. The Stone Array Tactics that she had accumulated in the big array outside the Front Gate all gushed out. However, there was no joy, only endless pain. Her fingers that were drawing the talisman froze.
The Talisman Arrow left the bow like a black shadow. At this moment, Ning Que's sense of perception was in a mess and he could not control it at all. The iron arrow shot out with a swoosh and shot into a corner of the Devil's Hall. It directly broke the huge stones there and piled them up into a corner of the Devil's Hall!
The Divine Talisman that was brewing between Mo Shanshan's slender fingers instantly became dim and weak. It was like a small oil lamp in a room with no air circulation, and suddenly extinguished by a strong gust of wind.
Blood spurted out from their mouths at almost the same time. They fell to the ground weakly and could no longer stand up.
Master Lotus's expression was indifferent and emotionless as he looked at the two who fell to the ground with blood spurting out from their mouths. His deep-set eyes were dark and cold. They were as thin as rice grains and looked extremely demonic. His shriveled chest and abdomen seemed even more hollow than before.
It seemed like a casual glance, but in fact, it contained an extremely terrifying state. The old monk had been imprisoned for decades, and it took him decades to condense his Psyche Power again.
Master Lotus looked expressionlessly at Ye Hongyu who was kneeling in front of him. He slowly stroked her hair with his palm, as if he was a gentle lover. Then, he suddenly, he smiled. His smile was still as gentle and kind.
With such a gentle and compassionate smile, he leaned over and lowered his head against Tao Addict's slightly cold cheek. As if he was kissing or whispering, he gently touched her left shoulder with his lips and began to suck gently.
His aged lips were like leeches greedily sucking on the young girl's delicate naked skin. His thin and shriveled cheeks were moving rhythmically. Fresh blood slowly entered his lips, moisturizing his throat that had been thirsty for many years and began to nourish his organs that had not felt any warmth for many years.
After a while, the old monk raised his head and looked at the young girl in his palm. His eyes were gentle and compassionate. A faint but exquisite aura of Buddhism appeared on his face. Even the drop of blood at the corner of his chapped lips was compassionate.
Her sense of perception was completely controlled, and her Psyche Power was completely drained. Her body was so weak that she could not even move her fingers. The powerful Tao Addict was now weaker than a baby. However, she only looked at the old monk indifferently and did not have any reaction.
She knew that she would not be able to escape today. She was so proud that she would not beg for mercy. Even when she felt the pain and disgust from her shoulder, she still remained calm. This was because she did not want Divine Lord Lotus to have the slightest possibility of getting pleasure from it. This was the only resistance that she could do before her death.
"Your blood is filled with the power of Light. It is extremely pure and rich Taoist aura. Even decades ago, I rarely had the chance to taste such power."
Master Lotus looked at her beautiful face gently and said with pity, "It is a pity that you are no longer a virgin. The shadow in your Taoist Heart has added some impatience to your blood. Otherwise, you could be compared to the pure charm of Xiao Xiao in the past."
Upon hearing this, Ye Hongyu's hands that were powerless to support herself on the ground trembled slightly. However, she remained stubborn and cold without saying a word. Suddenly, her pupils shrank slightly. This was because she saw a very strange scene.
Master Lotus's face, which was as skinny as a ghost, seemed to be slightly plumper than before. His dry and pale lips seemed to have a tinge of redness, and a surge of vitality was born spontaneously.
Ye Hongyu thought of a certain legendary Devil's Doctrine skill and could not help but feel a chill down her spine.
Master Lotus did not look at her anymore. He raised his head and looked at the wetness in the cracks of the roof. Perhaps it was because his vitality was gradually recovering, or perhaps it was because of the fresh blood of the young girl, he could not help but start to recall the glorious and beautiful past. He muttered, "When the South Jin Kingdom was newly established, there were beauties dancing in the court …"
The old and slightly hoarse voice stopped abruptly. He looked at the two people on the ground whose life and death was unknown.
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Ning Que was neither dead nor unconscious. He only felt that his body was in extreme pain as if it was falling apart. His consciousness could not control the movements of his body. He understood that it should be because his sense of perception had been severely injured by the old monk's gaze.
He used his elbows to support himself on the ground and wanted to climb up. He wanted to draw his bow and arrow again. He wanted to take out the big black umbrella behind him and his three knives. However, he could not complete any of his actions. He could only look at the old monk in despair.
The old monk had only casually glanced at them and he and the Calligraphy Addict had been completely defeated. It was really frightening. In the midst of pain and absent-mindedness, Ning Que remembered that he had once asked his Master how a fight in the Knowing Destiny State was like. At that time, Master Yan Se had used Second Brother of the Academy as an example. He had said that as long as Second Brother looked at you, you would die …
This old monk, who had been imprisoned in the Bone Mountain for decades, was extremely weak and almost half-dead. At this moment, he could reach the pinnacle level of Second Brother with just a casual glance. Then what kind of horrifying state had this person cultivated to when he was full of spirit and healthy back then? Could it be that he had already transcended the mortal realm and broken through the Five States?
At this moment, the old monk looked at him.
He saw the strange changes on the old monk's face and was shocked speechless. He could not understand what was going on.
Mo Shanshan had been extremely weak because she had thought too much about breaking the Great Blockage Formation. Previously, when the Half Divine Talisman was broken by the old monk's gaze, she had been seriously injured.
At this moment, looking at the strange changes on Master Lotus's face, her body trembled violently. Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear as she said with a trembling voice, "Tao Tie … could it be … could it be … Tao Tie?"
There was a record in the West-Hill Divine Palace's teachings that there was an ancient beast named Tao Tie. It had a head but no body and was greedy for food.
There was another record about Tao Tie in the West-Hill Divine Palace's teachings. It was an extremely evil skill of the Devil's Doctrine. The powerhouses of the Devil's Doctrine who cultivated this skill would devour the flesh and blood of other cultivators to strengthen their aura. They were greedy and murderous. They were the most sinister and evil. Even the people of the Devil's Doctrine were ashamed to be the same as them.
The Tao Tie skill that even the Devil's Doctrine despised was undoubtedly one of the evilest skills in the world.
Ning Que had never heard of such a Devil's Skill. However, the scene of Lotus gently sucking the blood from Ye Hongyu's wound had already shocked him greatly. Later on, Master Lotus' vitality was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Connecting the two, he could naturally guess what it meant.
Ever since he came to this world, he had seen many cruel things. He had even seen many more horrifying and bloody scenes. He knew that life and death were fated and could be said to be fearless. However, when he thought about how he would be slowly devoured by this old monk who was as skinny as a ghost, the shadow that was left in his heart when he was young suddenly expanded. This caused his face to instantly turn pale and his eyes to be filled with fear.
Perhaps it was to overcome the fear in his heart, Ning Que said to Mo Shanshan who was beside him, "Don't be afraid of him. He has been trapped for decades and is already at his limit. The previous gaze had already exhausted the Psyche Power that he had painstakingly accumulated. If he could still fight, he would have killed both of us long ago. He wouldn't even be unable to get rid of the iron chain that pierced through his abdomen."
The old monk looked at him and said gently, "Your eyesight is indeed not bad."
Since the old monk was temporarily unable to get rid of the iron chain and still needed to use the Devil's skill to turn the Tao Addict's flesh and blood into his own strength, what Ning Que and Mo Shanshan had to do now was to race against time to see who could recover faster than the old monk.
Ning Que sat with his legs crossed and closed his eyes. Mo Shanshan retracted her left leg and sat down with great difficulty. The two of them began to meditate at the same time. However, after a while, the two of them opened their eyes in shock and despair.
When Master Lotus looked at them, the two of them felt a strong impact on their spirits. This impact even affected their internal organs and their sense of perception was severely injured. At this moment, they could not even enter the usual meditation that they were so familiar with.
The two of them looked at each other and chose to give up tacitly. They were prepared to try using the method of Talisman Taoism. After all, the Psyche Power required for Talisman Taoism was slightly lesser. However, in the next moment, they realized that even this method could not be used!
The Qi of Heaven and Earth in this dark room was so thin that it was almost non-existent. The Psyche Power required for Talisman Taoism was extremely little. However, Talisman Taoism was ultimately the use of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. If there was no Qi of Heaven and Earth, what was the use of Talisman Taoism?
The gentle and compassionate voice of Master Lotus resounded in the room.
"The white bones as the fence and the dried corpses as the bars are just the appearance. In reality, this Confinement is made of green stones as the fence and sword marks as the bars. It was personally set up by Ke Haoran. Even I can't cast it, let alone break it, let alone kids like you."
The Confinement Array set up by Youngest Uncle himself? Ning Que looked around in shock, only to find that there were thousands of deep sword marks hidden among the mottled marks on the stone walls. Those sword marks seemed to have no connection with each other, but they formed a barrier like a curtain of night, preventing the aura of Heaven and Earth outside the Devil's Palace from seeping in!
Up till now, there were still many things hidden behind the fog. However, Ning Que could be sure of something. He looked at the old monk in the Bone Mountain and said, "Indeed, you did not bind yourself to atone for your sins. Instead, you were locked here by Youngest Uncle to atone for your sins!"
The old monk was silent for a long time. A clear glow appeared on his slightly withered face. He said proudly, "Only the Spring and Autumn Period can hear me. Whether it is you, the world or Ke Haoran, none of you are qualified to do so."
Ning Que's voice trembled as he asked, "Who are you?"
"Arhat, Taoist priest, big devil, immortal tiger and mangy dog. I have played too many roles in my life. In the end, I almost forgot who I am. Am I the Great Divine Priest of the Divine Hall, the Front Gate Protector of the Buddhism Sect or the Great Priest of the Devil's Doctrine? However, what does the appearance of my identity have to do with the real you and me? "
The benevolent and gentle expression gradually disappeared with the wind. The old monk gently waved his tattered and tattered sleeves. He looked charming and free. He said indifferently, "I am the 32 petals of a lotus. Each petal is different. I wonder why the world always compares the beauty of one petal to the shape of a lotus. If I want to be a Buddha, I will be a Buddha. If I want to be a devil, I will be a devil. "
As his voice fell, the old monk looked at Ye Hongyu pitifully. He lowered his head and bit it. Then, he moved his head left and right and tore off a piece of flesh with difficulty. He began to chew seriously and attentively.
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(My neck is uncomfortable again. Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday. Amitabha. See you the day after tomorrow. Have a good weekend.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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