From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 156 It's My Turn to Protect You

"How can your little bull nose understand the Buddha's abilities?" The scars on Master Kuruo's body have recovered. He has a bald head and black eyebrows. His face is warm and rosy, his lips are red and his teeth are white. He looks like a spoiled rich nobleman. There is no trace of his old age just now.

Meng Yuan took a few steps back, activated his Burning Heart, and protected Mingyue.

"You can force me to use the withered and prosperous Dharma image, which shows that you are indeed capable." The Bodhisattva with withered and prosperous hands clasped together, muttering the Buddha's name, "Meng Feiyuan, today you can either be saved from reincarnation and never be liberated, or you can come forward and kowtow, and I will guide you to shave your hair."

He was actually very persistent and kept talking about asking Meng Yuan to become his disciple.

Meng Yuan said nothing, just stared at Master Ku Rong.

"Little layman, you must not fight to the death." At this moment, Qimiaozi stood up, "He is in a cycle of withering and flourishing. If you can't kill him in one fell swoop, you will never be able to wear him down."

Qimiaozi held a whisk in one hand and stroked his black beard with the other.

"It turns out that Brother Qimiaozi has already woken up." Master Kuruo clasped his hands and bowed.

"If I don't wake up, I will be used as lamp oil by fellow Taoists." Qimiaozi looked at He Jiangzhi.

I saw General He holding an oil lamp in his hand, the karmic fire on his body gradually disappearing, but he looked like a walking corpse, with no sadness or joy on his face, only piety.

"Fellow Daoist, you know the origin of the eternal lamp?" Master Kuruo has become a young man, and his voice is exceptionally gentle, just like a young eminent monk.

"It's nothing but something that takes in the seven emotions and six desires." Qimiaozi smiled indifferently and said, "You bald asses are best at leading people to Buddhism. There's nothing new about it. It's just that using the people on the mountain as lamp oil is too damaging to the harmony of nature."

Upon hearing this, Master Ku Rong was not angry, and only said, "I have not yet asked about your origins."

Qimiaozi bowed but did not respond.

When Meng Yuan saw the monk and the Taoist priest confronting each other, he stopped interfering and waited for the master of Qingyang Palace to take action.

"Stop him for ten seconds!" Qimiaozi glanced at Meng Yuan and said, "I'll turn off the lights!"

Perhaps he saw that Meng Yuan was suspicious, so he added, "I am Li Wujiu of Qingyang Palace. Since you were born in Prince Xin's Mansion, it must be Dugu Kang who taught you about Misty Rainbow, right?"

Without waiting for Meng Yuan to reply, Qimiaozi swung his whisk and swept away the remaining karma fire on He Jiangzhi's body.

Master Kuruo also moved immediately. His whole body was filled with Buddha's light, and his body seemed to have doubled in size. He stepped forward.

When Meng Yuan heard Qimiaozi claiming to be Li Wujiu of Qingyang Palace and also revealing his own background, he no longer hesitated to hold back, and the area around him was immediately shrouded in mist and rain.

Feihong was handed over, and Meng Yuanren followed Feihong and displayed his unique skill of Misty Rain and Feihong, heading towards Master Ku Rong.

"Oh my! The young donor is trying his best!" Although Master Kurong looks younger and speaks much younger, his tone is still that of an old monk.

"Look at my withered and prosperous appearance!" Master Kurong stretched out his hands and was about to block Meng Yuan's attack with his bare hands.

Meng Yuanren had arrived in front of Master Ku Rong, and then light flashed around him. He swung his sword, and it was no longer a sword aura to fight the enemy, but it seemed to cut open a hole in the sky.

Thousands of floating lights flowed out from the cave. Even though they could not lock onto Monk Ku Rong's aura, they still enveloped Monk Ku Rong in an instant.

For a moment, the Buddha's light was so bright all over the body that the golden light even overwhelmed the light of the sky.

"Why is there still so much jade liquid?" Master Ku Rong blocked it for two breaths, but saw that the floating light did not stop, and the power of the thousands of floating lights was getting stronger and stronger.

The golden body dimmed, the Buddha's light gradually disappeared, Meng Yuan supported himself on the ground with his knife, gasped for breath, took out a pill and swallowed it.

The Master Ku Rong howled in pain, and then the thousands of floating lights dispersed, leaving only the Master Ku Rong covered in blood, with flesh and bones on his head and face, and his eyes were all rotten.

When Meng Yuan drew his sword, there was still one third of jade liquid left. He was confident that he could use it to break Xuan Zhen's indestructible golden body once more, but the monk Ku Rong's appearance was so strange that he could only seriously injure him.

Only golden bones were left in the hands of the Great Master Ku Rong. He covered his eyes with his hands, and his body returned to his old state, gradually becoming hunched over. His injuries were slowly improving, but he was still howling the name "Meng Feiyuan".

Meng Yuan looked at the wonderful Li Wujiu again, only to see him making a hand gesture, then taking out a talisman and throwing it out, then taking out a sack, taking the eternal lamp in his hand and extinguishing the wick.

"Done!" Li Wujiu smiled easily.

Suddenly, the rain and clouds disappeared and the sun came out again.

Everyone on the top of Hulu Mountain looked like they were drunk and had a hangover. They slowly opened their eyes but were still extremely confused and it was obvious that they had not fully woken up yet.

At this moment, Hulu Mountain suddenly exploded, and a black shadow broke through the rocks and came out of the mountain. It was a rat demon in a black robe and black skin.

"Where is the oil lamp?" The black-skinned rat landed on the ground, looked around, stepped in front of Master Ku Rong, pointed with one finger, and Master Ku Rong's injury improved.

"Meng Feiyuan! Meng Feiyuan!" Master Ku Rong shouted.

"Who is Meng Feiyuan! Who is Meng Feiyuan?" The black rat roared angrily and violently, and the echo lasted for a long time.

When the people on the mountain woke up, they were shaken to the ground and were all dazed.

Meng Yuan rubbed his head and looked around curiously.

Before the black-skinned rat could distinguish Meng Yuan and Qimiaozi, a flash of knife light appeared in the sky and came straight towards the black-skinned rat.

"Xiao Taotao, you're not done yet, are you?" The black-skinned rat's whiskers trembled continuously, then it raised both hands, and its body grew more than three times larger.

Then the black-skinned rat grabbed Master Ku Rong, held Jing He in one hand, and fled back the way he came.

The knife light behind him was extremely domineering, and it immediately followed him into the mountain.

Meng Yuan saw the reinforcements coming and was about to take a breath, but Hulu Mountain continued to shake.

It seemed as if the mountains were collapsing and the earth was about to split. Meng Yuan felt weak all over, but he still grabbed Mingyue's hand and wanted to run away, but the whole Hulu Mountain was shaking even more violently.

Before he could steady himself, the rocks beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, leaving Meng Yuan with no place to stand and he fell down.

Seeing that there was no possibility of escape, Meng Yuan immediately put one hand around Mingyue's waist and raised the knife to protect her head, "Wake up, big sister!"

In an instant, all the people on the top of the mountain fell down.

In a flash, a red figure came rushing over, clearly wearing a red cloak.

But at this moment, a ray of Buddha's light went towards the red cloak.

Rocks collapsed and dust filled the sky. Meng Yuan saw that the bald monk who attacked the red cloak had untied his screen.

Moreover, when the screen was untied, his arms and eyes were intact, and he even smiled at him.

The people who came to help were intercepted, and Meng Yuan had no choice but to fall into the mountains with Mingyue.

Rumble! The mountain was hollow. Meng Yuan saw the entrance to a cave inside. He held the bright moon in one hand and fell down rapidly.

After landing on the ground, Meng Yuan was hit several times on the back. His steps softened and his spine ached. He gritted his teeth and staggered a few steps. Without even taking a rest, he dragged Mingyue into the cave.

Soon after I stepped in, I heard a rumbling sound behind me, which was a landslide.

The cave was pitch black, the back was buried by rocks, and the road ahead was unknown.

Meng Yuan swallowed another pill and went to look at the bright moon.

Mingyue had just woken up, but she seemed to be still drowsy. She was still lying on the ground without saying a word. Perhaps she had not yet recovered from the seven sufferings.

Seeing that Mingyue's eyes had lost much of their spirit, Meng Yuan leaned forward and whispered, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Meng Feiyuan, are you very proud?" Mingyue said.

Did I provoke you? Meng Yuan didn't know why Mingyue was like this. Could it be that she hadn't gotten over the seven sufferings yet? What proud things did I do in your dream?

"Ming Yue?" Meng Yuan frowned.

Mingyue seemed to have come back to her senses. She stared at Meng Yuan for a long time, then stood up, looked around, and asked, "Where is my sword?"

Before Meng Yuan could say anything, he saw Ming Yue reaching for his waist and taking away her sword.

"It's my turn to protect you!" Mingyue was very confident, but did not look at Meng Yuan.

(End of this chapter)