Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 122 Meeting Again
The art of transforming into a demon!

The Master of the Spiritual Crow transformed into a fire crow and swallowed the roasted human figure in one gulp. The scene before their eyes made everyone in the field change color.

"Crash..."

The guests from Heiyun Villa who followed Master Lingya scattered in all directions and surrounded the people who came down the mountain.

It looked like they would all attack at the command of a single command.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Master, please show mercy!"

Among the surrounded crowd, one person shouted urgently, holding a black jade tablet high in both hands and stepped forward:
"This material is condensed from the heart of a three-hundred-year-old black jade bamboo. It is a rare material for refining weapons."

"I am willing to exchange this for a chance to live."

"Oh!" Master Ling Ya changed back into human form, and with a wave of his hand, the ink-black jade token fell into his palm.

He weighed it casually and a smile appeared on his face:
"good."

"This thing is barely acceptable."

"get out!"

"Yes, yes." The man nodded repeatedly with sweat on his forehead, rolled up his sleeves and bowed to everyone, then ran quickly down the mountain.

"I have a spiritual jade..."

"I have a purple-gold cassock on me..."

Once someone took the lead, others followed suit and took out their expensive belongings in exchange for the qualification to go down the mountain.

Master Ling Ya checked each person one by one. If he was satisfied, he would accept them. If he was not satisfied, he would summon flames to burn the person. He did not give the person a second chance at all, which made people dare not hide anything.

Not long after.

Except for three wandering monks who really had nothing to take out, almost everyone else successfully got down the mountain.

"Fellow Daoist." Master Ling Ya ignored the wandering monk and turned to look at Ye Baici:
"Although we have been ordered to guard the mountain road, we cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately. Do you agree with me, Fellow Daoist Ye?"

He held a red gourd in his hand, pointed the gourd mouth at the things under his feet, and shook it gently to put the stolen things into it.

Obviously.

This red gourd is a magical instrument with hidden secrets.

However, this time, there was so much money to buy his way through, but he didn't even plan to take a share of the profits.

To know.

This is the area guarded by Zhu Ju and Ye Baici.

"..." Watching the other party's actions, Ye Baici smiled calmly and took out the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp:

"I've long heard that Master Ling Ya has profound magical powers. Since we've met tonight, why not let me open my eyes."

"Please enlighten me!"

"Oh!" Master Ling Ya raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Alright."

"call……"

The flames were raging.

Ye Baici's family magic can summon ice and snow, but she has not been a wizard for long, and her cultivation is relatively shallow. Her strongest means of fighting the enemy is still the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp.

As soon as the thought came to mind, a lifelike fire dragon sprang out from the wick.

"Playing with fire?"

Seeing this, Master Ling Ya laughed strangely:

"Fellow Daoist, don't you know my methods?"

"Shh!"

His body shook and he turned into a giant crow, which made strange noises and flapped its wings, stirring up flames.

Golden Crow!

The inherited visualization diagram practiced by Master Ling Ya is a golden crow, and he also practiced the technique of transforming into a fire crow. The two complement each other.

The raging flames in the field collided and suddenly merged into a wall of fire, which burned the three wandering monks to ashes with a slight rotation.

"boom!"

Flames exploded.

Ye Baici's face turned pale and he retreated repeatedly, while Master Ling Ya stood firmly in the field.

The strengths and weaknesses of the two are self-evident.

"This fire..." Master Ling Ya pursed his lips, and looked at the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp in Ye Baici's hand with greed in his eyes:

"interesting!"

His fire control skills were extraordinary, but he was almost unable to affect the flames just now. This had never happened before.

"Master, your magical powers are profound. I admire you." Ye Baici took a step back and put away the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp.

"let's go!"

"Mr. Zhu."

The ghost monkey came close to Zhu Ju and whispered:

"Master Ling Ya has been famous for many years. His strength is even stronger than Xing Suanzi, and it is said that he has a powerful backer behind him."

"Let's avoid provoking them if we can."

Zhu Ju nodded.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, just being a spectator.

"Speak of it."

After thinking for a while, he asked:
"How strong is Zhushan Temple?"

"Of course he is very strong." Ghost Monkey was stunned and introduced:
"Zhushan Temple has been established in Zhushan for hundreds of years, and its reputation has spread far and wide. Naturally, it's not just because of its charity, but it was earned through fighting with every punch."

"The abbot of Zhushan Temple, Yuanye, and the old monk Benyin of Talin are both great masters who have been famous for many years. That parasitic demon bee is even a top-notch master at the peak of his powers."

"Not mentioning these few, the elders in the Arhat Hall, Sutra Library, and Law Enforcement Hall are all top-level mages."

"Elder?" Zhu Ju asked:
"How about Bi Xing Suanzi and Master Ling Ya?"

"I am just a sorcerer, how can I tell the strength of a wizard?" The ghost monkey laughed dryly and said:
"However, theoretically, the elders of Zhushan Temple should be stronger. After all, they have the support of such a large temple, and they have no shortage of cultivation resources and inheritance, and they even possess powerful Buddhist artifacts."

"This is far beyond the reach of others. That's why Yidu launched such a massive attack on Zhushan. It's because the enemy is too strong."

Zhu Ju understood clearly.

Ok?
Before he got close to the tent, he raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped and looked towards the dense forest not far away.

"Who is there?"

Ye Baici shouted softly, flicked his fingers, and a streak of fire shot out.

"Amitabha!"

A low Buddhist chant was heard from the forest, and two figures stepped out:
"Buddha Fire Heart Lamp?"

One of them waved his robe lightly, and in order to see how he cast the spell, the line of fire suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"How come the donor has Brother Yuanwu's Buddhist artifact in his hands?"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Ye Baici's expression relaxed, and he immediately put away his magic and saluted the visitor:

"So you're a high monk from Longmen Temple. My name is Ye Baici. I borrowed the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp from Master Yuanwu to subdue demons."

"I see." The monk returned the greeting.
"This poor monk has attained the state of enlightenment at Longmen Temple."

"Donor Zhu!" The young monk beside Yuan Ding saw a familiar face in the crowd and hurriedly greeted him:

"We meet again."

"Master Xinhai." Zhu Ju smiled.
"What a coincidence."

This young monk was actually the Xin Hai whom he met when he first explored the world of magic. Thanks to his guidance, he never thought that he would meet him again here.

"So you guys know each other."

Ye Baici looked at him in surprise and asked:
"Are you two masters also here for the Buddha's birthday at Zhushan Temple?"

"That's right." Yuan Ding nodded, then sighed softly, "I've heard of Zhushan Temple for a long time. I thought there must be great monks preaching here. I never thought that although the techniques are excellent, the Buddhist teachings are lacking."

"Ugh!"

“This disaster is inevitable!”

He seemed to strongly disagree with Zhushan Temple's actions. When the situation on the mountain was mentioned, he just shook his head.

"Master." Ye Baici said:
"This is not a place to stay for long. It's best for you to get down the mountain quickly and avoid this disaster first."

"That's right." Xin Hai nodded repeatedly, with a look of fear on his face.

"We just encountered several patrols. They were full of murderous intent and were truly terrifying."

"Master, let's go down the mountain first."

He has reached the second level of Xuan Guang, and Yuan Ding is a Buddhist master. Although their cultivation is not weak, they are not good at fighting.

When encountering evil soldiers, you have almost no power to resist.

"Go down the mountain?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded:
"Has Master Ben given your permission?"

"Shh!"

"Swish!"

The servants of Heiyun Manor rushed out from the forest and surrounded everyone. Master Lingya walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Wow...wow..."

A crow flew down from the treetop and landed on his shoulder.

"This area is already full of Master's crows. Without Master's permission, who can leave the mountain?"

"Master." Ye Baici frowned.

"These two are both high-ranking monks from Longmen Temple, not monks from Zhushan Temple, so it makes sense for them to go down the mountain."

"Not bad!" Ghost Monkey nodded:
"We didn't say anything when you asked so many people to go down the mountain earlier, but you're unwilling to let go of just two people."

"Isn't this bullying?"

Rouge Knife and the mute girl both had indignant expressions on their faces, their eyes glaring.

"That's wrong!" Master Ling Ya said slowly:

"The people that Master Ben released were all innocent, but in my opinion, these two monks are not."

"Longmen Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism. It has had holy monks for generations and would never harbor filth." The ghost monkey snorted coldly.
"You just want benefits!"

"Enough!" Ye Baici's voice sank, and he looked directly at Master Ling Ya:

"If we insist on sending the two masters down the mountain, what will the Master do?"

Ok?
Master Ling Ya raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

His eyes swept across Zhu Ju and Yuan Ding, and finally fell on Ye Baici, with a sneer on his face.

Three mages?

so what!
"If you are colluding with evil spirits, I will eliminate this evil for the people. Even if I fail, I will report it to General Wan."

"Amitabha." Yuan Ding clasped his hands together, his face filled with pity.

"Donor Ye, there's no need to be so. Even Buddhism has its own rules. Is this master interested in something from our master and disciple?"

"if."

"Take it as you please."

"Heh..." Master Ling Ya showed disdain:
"We are two poor monks, with nothing to live on. Our cassocks can only be bought for a few taels of silver. However, the oil lamp in Fellow Daoist Ye's hand is quite to my liking."

"You want the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp?" Ye Baici's face changed drastically:

"impossible!"

"Amitabha." Yuan Ding also frowned:
"Master, you may not know that the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp is one of the seven treasures of Longmen Temple. It can only be borrowed and not given away."

"So you won't give it to me?" Master Ling Ya's expression darkened.
"it is good!"

"You two monks, come with me!"

"Wait." Zhu Ju, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, his gaze slowly falling on Master Ling Ya.
"No need to bother."

Ok?
Master Ling Ya raised his eyebrows, and then his skin and flesh tensed up, and a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.

He instantly understood Zhu Ju's thoughts.

Anger welled up in my chest.

"you dare!"

Before he finished speaking, a faint cold knife-like gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The second limit of ghosts and gods - asking for directions in Huangquan!
Danger!

Master Ling Ya has lived for more than sixty years and has experienced countless battles, but he has never felt that death is so close to him.

This knife technique...

It’s like a call from the road to the underworld!
Having just advanced to the rank of mage, Zhu Ju could chop the Paradise Spirit House into pieces with one strike of his sword. Although Xing Suanzi was not in his prime at that time, Zhu Ju has now not only made a breakthrough in his magic, but has also opened up a new way to become an innate Qi cultivator.

His strength is much stronger than when he killed Xing Suanzi.

"what!"

With a roar, the spiritual spirit cultivated by the people on the Spirit Crow for decades shattered the suppression of the sword intent, and the body shook to reveal the body of a demon.

Fire Crow!

Golden Crow burns the sky!

The pale golden flame rushed towards the blade light and was split into two under the horrified gaze of Master Ling Ya.

How can it be?

The blade's force cut through the raging flames and landed on the fire crow that Master Ling Ya had transformed into using the demon-transforming technique.

"Bala..."

Flesh and blood splattered.

"Ok?"

Zhu Ju put away his sword, raised his eyebrows, and looked towards the field.

The Master Ling Ya, who should have been killed by him with one sword, turned into several fire crows and flew in all directions.

There were also angry and frightened voices:
"If you really are colluding with the evil monks and demons of Zhushan Temple, I will report this to General Wan and have you executed!"

"I just don't believe you can kill all the people and crows here."

The true form of Master Ling Ya was hidden among the crows, howling angrily, but he had lost his fighting spirit.

That knife just now,

In a trance, he thought he had met a great wizard who was proficient in melee magic, and his magic of transforming into a demon was broken on the spot.

If he hadn't had the substitute for death on him, he would have died!
This guy……

So strong!

Didn’t they say that this person had just been promoted to a mage?

Why is it so ridiculously strong?

"Want to escape?"

Zhu Ju narrowed his eyes and looked at the crows that were flying around, as well as the frightened guests from Heiyun Manor who were around him.

Hand trembled.

The picture of ten thousand swords hangs in front of him.

"out!"

"Zheng!"

For an instant.

Thousands of swords roar together!

(End of this chapter)