Chapter 180 True Lord Erlang descends to earth to subdue the devil!

The female monk stared blankly at this scene. She was not a charlatan, but she still had some vision. The other party was filled with clear light like water, showing unpredictable methods...

This is no longer the level of magic, but... magical power!

In the world of Taoist cultivators, those who can cultivate supernatural powers are either top-notch experts, or unparalleled geniuses with unrivaled talents.

Obviously, the handsome Taoist in front of him should be the latter.

The female cultivator couldn't see through his cultivation level. It was obvious that the other person's level was higher than hers.

It was not only the female nun who was shocked, but also the ghost hiding under the water.

The water surface was calm for a moment, and the ghost seemed to be confused for a moment.

However, the surrounding wind soon blew up, and a shrill voice sounded, carrying a warning.

"Taoist priest, if you and I don't offend the river, why bother to stand up for these people?"

There was a hint of discussion in her voice.

Obviously, the method Li Daoxuan showed just now made her very afraid.

Li Dao

The ghost didn't expect Li Daoxuan's attitude to be so tough. She said angrily: "Taoist, don't let me be afraid of you. Leave as soon as possible. I can let everyone on this ship go, but that woman must stay!"

This is where the bargaining begins.

I'll give you face and let you take everyone away except that woman, so don't interfere anymore.

Li Daoxuan raised his sword eyebrows and said: "My god?"

He smiled faintly and said disdainfully: "A mere lonely ghost who threw himself into a lake and a jealous woman is worthy of being called a god?"

In his heart, only a being like the Empress in Tsing Yi, who has protected a party for thousands of years and adheres to principles and bottom lines, is worthy of being called a god.

Immortals pay attention to freedom and leisure, while gods have to shoulder many responsibilities. The land of China has not raised leisure gods since ancient times!

Li Daoxuan's words deeply stimulated the ghost in Zhaofu River, and she roared.

"Stinky Taoist, then let's fight to the death!"

Li Daoxuan was unmoved and said calmly: "Haha, the fish will die, but the net may not be broken."

boom!

A giant stood up from the Zhaofu River. It looked like a woman, more than ten feet tall, like a hill.

"Taoist priest, I will crush you to ashes!"

Her voice echoed in all directions, truly giving off the majesty of a deity.

Seeing this scene, the people on the ferry were all ashen-faced and terrified. They knelt down one after another and worshiped the giant where the water gathered.

"The river god appears!"

"Lord River God, have mercy on me, Lord River God, have mercy on me!"

"It's all their fault. They offended you, it has nothing to do with us!"

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Listening to their voices, Li Daoxuan frowned slightly.

It was obvious that he and the female monk were fighting for them, but they still said such words.

The female monk also showed a bit of disappointment in her eyes, but she still kept her spirits up and tried her best to appease everyone's emotions.

"Taoist priest, do you know your sin?"

The ghost's voice sounded again, high above the sky, like thunder. If you were an ordinary person, you would have been frightened to the point of despair, and you would have knelt down to worship.

Li Daoxuan snorted coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"A mere ghost dares to pretend to be a god? If you are really a god, then I am still the true Lord Erlang."

After saying that, he opened a divine eye between his brows, and the light was flowing, as bright as the bright moon.

The ghost was obviously startled, then laughed and said: "The gods and Buddhas of the past have disappeared long ago, where did the True Lord Erlang come from - ah!!!"

A bright golden light shot out from Li Daoxuan's eyes, rushed straight into Dou Mansion, and illuminated Xiaohan!

boom!

The seemingly terrifying water giant was directly pierced by the demonic golden light. The hot golden light evaporated the water into mist, causing this arrogant giant to collapse!

"You are truly Erlang Zhenjun!"

The ghost let out a shrill scream, and then turned into a wisp of black mist. It turned around and was about to run away. It had completely lost its fighting spirit and didn't even want to leave its old nest of Zhaofu River.

However, a shocking dragon roar sounded.

A hundred-foot-long blue dragon flew out from Li Daoxuan's back. It was many times more powerful than the dragon that the female monk shot out before. It was powerful and lifelike, and flew towards the ghost.

"True Lord, have mercy on me!"

The ghost screamed and kept begging for mercy.

Qinglong ignored its begging for mercy and swallowed the ghost in one gulp. There was a trace of disgust in the dragon's eyes, as it seemed that it was not very delicious.

After a while, Qinglong had finished digesting the female ghost, opened his mouth and spat out a green talisman, and then flew into Li Daoxuan's back again.

Li Daoxuan held the cyan talisman and saw a pattern painted on it that he had never seen before, exuding a somewhat sinister atmosphere.

Qinglong told him that it was something in the female ghost's body that could not be digested.

At the same time, a line of small words appeared in Li Daoxuan's mind from the "Book of Demons and Demons".

"In January of the second year of Zhenguan, I killed ghosts in Zhaofu River and received the reward [One Year of Taoism]!"

Li Daoxuan immediately extracted it.

One year's Taoist practice is not much, the improvement is not big, and others can't see it.

The magic power in his body became more and more powerful, his foundation became stronger, and his flesh, blood, and tendons slowly became stronger under the nourishment of the magic power.

The reward was not generous, and Li Daoxuan was not surprised by this. The ghost in Zhaofu River looked powerful, but it was actually a paper tiger, which was equivalent to the level of the late Bigu period.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been almost wiped out by that female monk.

What really made Li Daoxuan curious was this talisman. It didn't look like a Taoist talisman at all. It had no trace of righteousness and was very evil.

The ghost didn't have many abilities. According to the old man's previous story, the Zhaofu River once only stirred up a few waves. The local people would take brides to the river to take pictures of them to judge their beauty and ugliness.

But now the Zhaofu River has almost become a forbidden area for women, and there is also a terrifying thick fog. This is very abnormal.

Perhaps it was this talisman that enhanced Zhaofuhe's ghostly magic and gave her the ability to control wind and waves?

He turned around, wanting to discuss it with his master, but he saw the female monk staring at him blankly, her eyes bright, as if she was seeing an idol.

"Er... Erlang Zhenjun!"

Li Daoxuan was startled. Could it be that he had met an admirer of Erlang Zhenjun?

This is actually not surprising. Erlang Zhenjun has played the role of a righteous slayer of demons in many story books.

He is handsome, has great supernatural powers, and is righteous. All monsters and demons have no way to hide from that divine eye.

Fortunately, the Tang Dynasty was good. In the Song Dynasty, the belief in Erlang God was particularly strong. At that time, there were many stories about slaying demons and demons in folk tales. At the end of the story, it was often Erlang Zhenjun who came down to earth to clean up the mess.

Erlang Shen is the trump card of those storybook authors. No matter how complicated the situation is, how powerful the devil is, or how powerless the situation is, as long as he writes about Erlang Shen descending to earth to subdue the devil, everything will be easily solved.

And the audience really bought it and clapped their hands and applauded.

"Are you really Erlang Zhenjun?"

The female monk suddenly became nervous and her voice stuttered. Her face, which was originally pale due to injury, now became very rosy.

Li Daoxuan coughed and said: "I am not the True Lord Erlang. The Heavenly Eye I just had is just a magical power."

The light in the little girl's eyes dimmed again. Although she had known for a long time that the gods and Buddhas had disappeared from the world, she was still a little disappointed when she heard this answer.

Li Daoxuan and his master looked at each other.

Zhang Qianyang stood up and said with a smile: "Little girl, if you have a chance in the future, please ask the old man Yuan Tiangang for me and tell me that you should pay back the wine you owed me back then."

The little girl's eyes widened and she said: "Senior...senior, do you know the headmaster?"

"Haha, I haven't seen him for decades, has he become the head master..."

Zhang Qianyang felt a little emotional, then shook his head, said nothing, looked at each other with his apprentice, and then used the technique of teleportation, left the ferry, and headed for the distance.

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This is the second update. There will be a third update today, but it will be later.
Chapter completed!