Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 77 Poisonous Dragon

Chapter 77 Poisonous Dragon
"This epidemic is ominous, retreat quickly!"

The five people immediately flew into the air. Taoist Liu gave the remaining four people a spell to purify corpse qi and asked:

"Friend Xu, is it possible to see clearly in the formation?"

Xu Zhiqiu shook his head and reluctantly withdrew the golden eyes.

"This magic circle blocks sight and hearing, and vision cannot penetrate it. However... combined with the phenomenon of the magic circle reversing good and evil just now, it can be inferred that he should be fighting against something."

"That's right! My Buddhist power has the effect of purifying impurities. Master Puzhi must be purifying something dirty."

Fan Zengyang looked anxious.
"It's just that the dirt is very difficult to purify. Instead of purifying it, it pollutes his Dharma body."

"What should we do now?" Feifei asked.

"This is the only way to break it."

As Fan Zengyang spoke, he could no longer wait to mobilize his magic power, and the mace in his hand emitted a brilliant golden light.

"Uncle Master has profound cultivation, so this formation must be very solid. Please help me!"

He was referring to Liu Laodao and Xu Zhiqiu. After all, the remaining two were not good at forceful attacks.

however,
A tired, suppressed voice slowly sounded in the magic circle:

"Is it... Junior Brother Fan?"

Fan was overjoyed, summoned up his true energy and shouted:

"Uncle Master! It's me! Are you okay?"

"Eh……"

A long sigh, with unconcealable tiredness.

The next moment, the magic circle collapsed like a giant bubble, turning into tiny bits of glittering golden light and dissipating.

The five people in the air then fell into the formation. When they saw the scene clearly, they couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow".

Do you think there is anyone else in that formation besides the old monk?
Hey! It's really more bizarre than any Western scene.

"That is……"

Xu Zhiqiu frowned and stared at the "monster", looking at it from all angles and still not feeling satisfied.

Liu Laodao slowly uttered a word -

"Jiao."

"Jiao? Jiaolong!?" Feifei was shocked.

Taoist Liu nodded.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Zhongci Eleventh Classic says: Jiao is like a snake but has four legs, a small head and a thin neck, with white galls on its neck. The big ones are more than ten circumferences. The powerful ones can drive away floods, while the mediocre ones can swallow people."

"Compare it carefully with what I said. There may be some differences in appearance, but it's basically the same."

Taoist Liu said with emotion:
"Hey, I never thought that I would be able to see this legendary beast in my lifetime. I will have something to brag about it to my disciples when I get back."

Xu Zhiqiu, Gu's wife, and Feifei started comparing the two in their minds according to his description.

indeed,

The dragon was about twenty meters long and as thick as two people could hold together. It was dark black in color, with four claws under its belly, each with three toes.

Except that the goiter on the neck was purple, the rest was almost the same as what Taoist Liu described.

Especially the head, which is as big as a car if you take it out alone.

It is said that it can drive away floods and swallow people. Judging from its size, it seems to be of similar size.

But at this moment, an old monk who was less than seven feet tall and wearing cloth clothes and straw sandals held down the dragon's head with one hand.

Not moving, looking like dead.

……

"No, you only saw the dragon. You couldn't see my uncle's big bald head, could you?"

While Fan Zengyang was turning back and complaining, he had already rushed forward.

"Uncle Master, are you okay...ah!!"

Fan Zengyang was about to help him, but he was suddenly startled and pointed at the face of the monk Puzhi, his lips trembling.

"Heh...did it scare you?"

The holy monk gave him a kind smile, but it made him look even more horrified.

"Uncle Master! You, half of your face..."

At this moment, except for the Gu family's wife who was holding the child, Xu Zhiqiu and the other two also came over.
I saw that this monk Puzhi was wearing tattered monk's clothes, rotten straw sandals, and was dirty all over.

In his right hand he held a string of emerald green beads, which consisted of seventeen emerald beads of different sizes. They emitted a hazy and clear light, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary items.

Mixed in it was a round bead that was neither jade nor stone, dark purple in color, and dull.

At this time, the right hand wearing the rosary was pressing on the dragon's head.

Although the left half of his face was covered with wrinkles, it was of normal color.

But the right half of his face was purple-black.

Half of his right eye was blood red, half of his right mouth had fangs sticking out of his lips, and purple-black saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.

It looked like half a corpse.

"Uncle Master! Are you okay?" Fan looked worried.

Puzhi withdrew his right palm, held the rosary in front of his chest and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Amitabha."

Buddha's power surged throughout his body, but it was dim and sparse. However, when it was injected into the rosary, a clear green light overflowed and reflected back on himself.

Washed by the clear light, the symptoms of corpse transformation on the right side of the face were significantly alleviated, but still existed.

Pu Zhi touched the right side of his stiff old face, forced a wry smile on the left side, and whispered to himself:

"I failed again... and it turned out like this. I guess I have to ask him to treat me again."

After saying this, he looked at everyone again, put his palms together and said:
"You are here with my nephew to save me, right? I would like to thank you for your kindness."

Everyone returned the greetings one by one.

"Master Divine Monk, this dragon..."

Fei Fei pointed at the motionless giant in a respectful tone.
"… Was this dragon also infected by the plague and transformed into a corpse? Or was it always like this?"

"This is a poisonous dragon." Pu Zhi lowered his eyebrows and sighed, "The corpse plague in Yudi is closely related to it."

"what?"

Feifei was so frightened that she couldn't help but step back.

Pu Zhi shook his body and comforted him:
"Don't be afraid, lady donor. Although this beast is powerful and vicious, it has been suppressed by my Buddha power and can't cause any trouble for the time being."

Then he sighed again, as if he had great regrets.
"Although I suppressed it, I still failed to purify it... It seems I have to..."

Xu Zhiqiu used his golden eyes to observe the dragon and asked a question:

"With Master's cultivation, wouldn't it be a hundred times easier to just kill it? Why bother purifying it? It would only waste your vitality in vain?"

Pu Zhi shook his head and said vaguely:
"Killing alone cannot solve the disaster in Yudi. If we want to finally resolve this disaster, the only way is purification."

This statement was vague. Fan Zengyang asked:

"Master, so the corpse plague in Yudi was caused by this beast?"

"This one? Hey..." Pu Zhi suddenly sneered and shook his head, "It's just a drop in the ocean."

Everyone was puzzled, and then Pu Zhi said something shocking:
"The poisonous dragons in Yu are like crucian carp swimming across the river. They are endless to kill."

"what!?"

Except Xu Zhiqiu, everyone else was stunned.

Pu Zhi closed his eyes, his tone extremely tired, as if he was about to fall asleep the next moment -

"In the past three years, I have been..."

"Grandmaster."

"I have figured out a way to deal with this poisonous dragon..."

"Grandmaster?"

"To find a way to resolve this problem, we must..."

"Grandmaster!"

Xu Zhiqiu interrupted his chatter for the third time. Pu Zhi opened his eyes helplessly and said unhappily:
"how?"

Xu Zhiqiu pointed at the dragon:

"Don't brag about it, it's going to live."