What a lucky world!

Chapter 73: In this sea of suffering, there will be Bodhisattvas to help you

It's past noon.

A black shadow was moving through the mountains and forests, and behind it, a human figure was chasing it relentlessly.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise and dust flew up.

Xuan Ji fell heavily to the ground, coughing up blood.

The evil monk slowly walked out from the dust.

The evil monk's condition did not look very good. His whole body was an abnormal earthy yellow, one of his eyes seemed to have been gouged out and was still bleeding. He walked with a limp and looked weak.

"Evil beast..."

"If you run again..."

"Yideng damaged my lotus roots, and now he's gone. I have no choice but to put the blame on you!"

He walked to Xuan Ji's side, swung the Zen stick in his hand with force, and hit Xuan Ji directly in the abdomen. Xuan Ji spat out another mouthful of blood, was hit hard and flew out, hitting a tree and falling heavily to the ground.

"Meow~" Xuan Ji cried weakly and tried to stretch out her claws to escape, but the severe pain all over her body left her with no strength at all.

The evil monk took two more steps, seemed to be bored, and raised his Zen staff, pointing the tip of the bottom at Xuan Ji.

"Evil beast! If you don't worship the true Buddha, my Buddha won't recognize you either."

As soon as he finished speaking, the evil monk waved his hand, and the Zen stick suddenly shot towards Xuan Ji like a javelin.

Xuan Ji looked at the incoming javelin, felt her body unable to move, and gave up struggling.

Lao Deng is right. In this sea of suffering, death is also a relief.

At this moment, she thought of a lot.

One rainy night, her mother was killed, and her mournful cries were desolate.

There is the leisure of him being fed by the old lamp and catching butterflies in the courtyard.

There are the trivialities of bickering with Yideng after his epiphany.

After Youdeng died, I felt lonely sitting on the eaves looking at the moon.

Suddenly, a figure broke into her mind.

He was a very handsome young man. He didn’t consider himself a demon or a Buddha. He felt like a familiar friend.

She watched him practice, watched him break through the realm step by step, and finally killed the sixth-grade demon fox.

Brother Mu...I can't share in your great fortune.

Goodbye meow!
The Zen staff broke through the air and came whistling.

However, at this moment, a figure rushed over almost instantly, flashing seven times in a row, leaving seven afterimages behind.

"Boom!" The Zen stick pierced the last afterimage, and the afterimage dissipated, and the Zen stick pierced deeply into the ground.

Not far away, Zhang Mu rolled on the ground, looking at Xuan Ji who was dying in his arms.

"Hyun Ji! Hyun Ji!"

Xuan Ji opened her eyes hard and saw Zhang Mu's face clearly.

"How did you..."

"Who are you?" asked the evil monk.

Zhang Mu glanced at the evil monk, then looked behind him and said, "Teacher, do it!"

The evil monk was startled and looked back, but saw nothing. He immediately reacted and looked back, only to see that the boy was already running away with the cat in his arms.

"Bastard!" The evil monk became furious again and immediately chased after him.

……

"Zhang Mu..."

"Put... me down, meow, and run..."

Xuan Ji was held in Zhang Mu's arms and spoke weakly.

Zhang Mu said as he ran, "Xuan Ji, hold on, we're going to Qianyuan Mountain."

"They can definitely stop that bald donkey!"

"At worst, I'll agree to let them go up the mountain!"

"Hold on, you must hold on!"

At this moment, Zhang Mu sensed that the evil monk was approaching from behind.

Zhang Mu flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a wooden sign flew out and headed straight for the evil monk.

The wooden sign flashed, and a huge fox demon jumped out from it and attacked the evil monk.

"A mere trifle!" The evil monk clenched his fist and hit the fox demon hard.

At this moment, Zhang Mu's mind moved -
"burst!"

The wooden sign exploded directly, and the fox demon's eyes turned blood red in an instant. It blew itself up in front of the evil monk. There was a loud "boom" and the huge wind and waves blew Zhang Mu forward several feet.

The demon-sealing card that could have been used as a trump card was directly detonated by Zhang Mu himself.

Zhang Mu rolled forward twice on the ground, stood up again, and continued running forward.

"You can't escape to the cottage..." Xuan Ji panted weakly, "Put me down..."

"I won't let go!" Zhang Mu gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could. "You've saved me so many times, so what if I save you once?"

"Hold on, and leave the rest to me."

"You're my cat!"

Xuan Ji looked at Zhang Mu with difficulty as he ran with gritted teeth. Because of the effort, Zhang Mu's face looked a little ferocious at the moment, completely different from the handsome young man she had seen before.

However, it made Xuan Ji feel at ease.

At this moment, a beam of sunlight shone through the layers of branches and hit Zhang Mu's profile, making Xuan Ji feel that Zhang Mu was glowing. It was just like the Buddha statue that she had seen in her dream, transformed into a lamp.

"Mimi, Buddha has mercy on you. In this sea of suffering, there will be Bodhisattvas to help you."

Yideng's words echoed in Xuan Ji's mind.

Buddha?

So this is the great luck I got, meow?

"Zhang Mu..." Xuan Ji spoke weakly again.

"Don't say anything more. I won't let you go." Zhang Mu said.

Xuan Ji raised one of her claws and placed it on Zhang Mu's chest, using almost her last bit of strength to say:

"help me……"

Zhang Mu was stunned and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

"Whether he can be saved or not is not up to you!" At this time, the evil monk's voice came from behind Zhang Mu.

The evil monk was now in an even more miserable state, but the anger in his eyes was even more intense.

He took a deep breath, and there was a flash of light under his feet. With just a few steps, he closed the distance between him and Zhang Mu, and then he struck Zhang Mu with a palm.

The palm strike formed a visible palm print, like a dump truck crashing towards Zhang Mu.

At this moment, a green light appeared around Zhang Mu.

"when!"

The palm print hit the green light, the green light trembled and then dissipated, and the palm print also dimmed a lot and hit Zhang Mu directly on the back.

Zhang Mu spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered forward, then he managed to steady himself. He gritted his teeth and activated the Broken Star Step, taking seven consecutive steps to create some distance again.

But at this moment, Zhang Mu felt a "crackling" sound from the talisman on his chest, as if it had cracked.

"Amulets?" A hint of surprise flashed in the evil monk's eyes, and then he said coldly, "Humph, let me see how many amulets you have!"

After he finished speaking, the evil monk continued to chase after him.

Zhang Mu held Xuan Ji in his arms, blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, but he was still trying to run forward.

"Zhang Mu..." Xuan Ji called out worriedly.

"I'm fine!"

Zhang Mu kept adjusting his internal energy to make himself run faster, but he was also constantly calculating in his mind.

It is more than three hundred miles from here to Qianyuan Mountain. If I continue to escape in this way, they won't be able to wait for me to go to Wuzhai for help.

If you run to the mountains and attract demons, there might be a chance of a turnaround.

Of course, it could be more dangerous, but could it be worse than it is now?
Or maybe, Zhang Mu glanced at the evil monk who was chasing him with a weak breath, and an idea emerged in his mind.

……

"Boy, block it again!" The evil monk approached again, but this time he did not strike out with his palm. Instead, he pointed at Zhang Mu through the air.

A ray of light flew out from the evil monk's fingers and went straight to Zhang Mu's back.

"Ding!" The green light appeared again, but it was much weaker than before, but it finally blocked the attack.

Just after blocking this attack, the talisman on Zhang Mu's chest was completely shattered.

Zhang Mu spat out another mouthful of blood, without even looking back, and just ran forward.

The evil monk had already noticed that the talisman on Zhang Mu's body was broken, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger. He took two steps forward again and this time threw a punch.

The fist force took shape and flew towards Zhang Mu. Zhang Mu hugged Xuan Ji tightly and took the blow head-on, but was directly knocked away. His internal organs churned and he coughed up blood. The jade liquid that Wei Wuyou left in his body to protect his meridians was quickly consumed.

However, at this moment, Zhang Mu threw Xuan Ji in his hand forward. Xuan Ji turned around and opened her mouth, and a cold light flashed.

Zhang Mu grabbed the spear that Xuan Ji spit out, and instead of advancing, he retreated. He activated the Star-Breaking Steps and took seven consecutive steps. In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the evil monk.

The spear in Zhang Mu's hand was like a snake, stabbing out suddenly! In an instant, a dragon roared coldly!

"Unparalleled spiritual charm!"

The long spear came through the air with frost and pierced the evil monk directly. The evil monk was also shocked at this time!

This kid actually has such a hidden trick.

Under normal circumstances, even if it was a unique skill, his opponent would be too weak and he would not take it seriously at all.

But now his lotus base was damaged by Yideng's obsession, and he was already seriously injured. He was then blasted by Zhang Mu's demon-sealing card. Now he attacked so suddenly that he couldn't react for a while. When he wanted to avoid it, it was too late.

"Tuk!"

Just like the tip of a spear piercing into wood, Zhang Mu's spear only penetrated the evil monk's chest by an inch before stopping.

The evil monk looked down at the tip of the gun and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Boy, the Buddhist body training is the best in the world."

"If you have the twelfth level of meridian opening, you might still be able to succeed!"

"You can't kill me now!"

Zhang Mu's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to pull back, he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Hold on tight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mu felt someone pushing his shoulder forward. A huge force rushed through his shoulder into his arm, and then transferred through his arm to the spear.

Then, just like a musket piercing into a snow pile, with almost no hindrance, the spear quickly pierced through the evil monk's chest!
"You can still kill him now!"

The voice sounded again, as if stating something very ordinary.

Zhang Mu turned around in surprise and saw a tall and burly figure with his white beard blown by the wind.

"teacher!"

(End of this chapter)