Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

The moment the seven monks appeared, the demonic aura that was originally thin and inconspicuous in the house suddenly surged.

The surging demonic energy made Li Zhi, who was standing by, shudder.

This evil spirit brought with it a biting chill and an eerie and terrifying pressure. Li Zhi's heart tightened. This evil spirit was probably not much weaker than the Mountain King that Li Zhi had encountered before.

The evil spirit rolled like thick ink, so thick that it seemed to be turning into substance, and it kept tumbling in the air.

Then, the evil spirit seemed to be ignited and burst out instantly. Like a surging tide, it rushed madly towards the seven monks.

Facing this terrifying power, the seven monks seemed unaware of it. They clasped their hands together in unison, lowered their heads slightly, opened their mouths, and chanted scriptures. As their chanting continued, the originally calm air in front of them seemed to be stirred by an invisible force and began to distort.

When the terrifying and eerie demonic energy was about to hit the seven people, it was blocked by the twisted void.

The void shook and evil spirit filled the air.

The moment the evil spirit came into contact with the distorted space, it melted and disappeared quickly like ice and snow encountering the warm sun.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying and eerie evil spirit completely disappeared into thin air.

The evil spirit disappeared and a sharp sound was heard from the house.

"I have never had any grudges or hatred with your Great Buddha Country, why do you keep forcing me?"

The Great Buddha Country?

Li Zhi, who was not far away, had an idea. He actually knew something about this Great Buddha Country.

Because he had been here for a while, he had seen many Taoist priests, but had never seen monks. So Li Zhi once asked Master Liu this question in his spare time.

I learned from Master Liu that there is a big Buddhist country in a faraway place, and the mainstream people in that country are monks.

However, it is said that the internal forces of the Great Buddha Kingdom are also complicated and there have always been constant frictions between the forces. If it were not for the suppression of the Buddha of the Great Buddha Kingdom, the Great Buddha Kingdom would have been torn apart long ago.

The seven monks paused in their chanting when they heard this, and then one of them took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and said, "We in the Lesser Western Paradise only look at cause and effect, not right or wrong, gratitude or enmity."

"Squeak-"

The door of the house was opened.

A woman dressed like a peasant girl walked out.

Although this woman was dressed like a country girl, it was difficult to conceal her unique charm and seductive demeanor.

The woman frowned with fear on her face, staring closely at the seven monks in front of her. She said slowly: "Why don't I remember having any encounter with you?"

The monk who had spoken previously spoke again: "Sir, do you still remember the external object you used to overcome the tribulation a hundred years ago?"

When the monk finished speaking, the woman's face changed. She said in a somewhat doubtful tone: "How do you know about my tribulation?"

"Every cause has its effect. You used the relics of our senior Xiao Xitian to survive the earth calamity, which was the cause. We came here to ask for them today, which is the effect." While the monk was speaking, the other six people also took a step forward together.

Seven people approached at the same time, their figures pressed down like mountains. This invisible pressure made the woman's breathing stagnate, as if a mountain was pressing down on her. But she was, after all, a great demon who had survived the earth calamity, and she would not be suppressed so easily.

She raised her foot and stepped forward heavily.

In an instant, an extremely powerful demonic energy burst out from her body, sweeping over like a storm, quickly sweeping around.

This demonic energy carried endless pressure and power, and was much more powerful than before.

Even Li Zhi, who was not targeted at the side, could only grit his teeth and resist. Only one thought flashed through his mind - Demonic Wind Evil!

This wind evil is hundreds of times stronger than the one used by the black bear monster that Li Zhi encountered before.

But the seven monks were unmoved. The leader said calmly, "Since you are unwilling to hand over the relic, we can only take it ourselves. I hope you will not be offended."

After he finished speaking, the other six monks behind him sat down cross-legged. They all stretched out their right hands, let their arms hang normally, and put their five fingers together to touch the ground.

Touchdown!

Subdue demons!

In an instant, Li Zhi only felt the ground shake, and the powerful demonic energy suddenly stagnated.

The leading monk stretched out his hand very gently as if picking flowers and picked them towards the empty space in front of him.

But he saw that the violent demonic energy was actually pouring into his hands madly.

In just a moment, he had gathered all the violent demonic energy around him into his hands. The surging demonic energy turned into an extremely black round bead, which he pinched between his thumb and index finger.

The woman was terrified to see that her evil wind evil was so easily resolved by them. However, all her evil spirit had been taken away by the monk and she could not recover for a while. You know, except for a very few spells, the magic spells cast by monsters are basically based on evil spirit. Without evil spirit, it would be like cutting off one of her hands.

In desperation, the woman shook her body and a white shadow burst out from her.

This is a sign that she will transform into her true form.

When a monster transforms into its true form to fight, it means it's going to fight to the death.

The seven monks naturally knew that the woman was determined to fight to the death, but they would not let her succeed so easily.

The leading monk raised his palm, hooked his thumb around a rosary hanging around his neck, and then pulled it hard!

The rosary broke immediately, but the beads did not fall to the ground as expected. Instead, they emitted golden light and floated beside the monk.

The monk bent his palm and pointed at the woman, shouting, "Bind her!"

The rosary beads appeared beside the woman in an instant. Before the woman could react, the golden light on the beads suddenly increased and then turned into golden ropes to bind the woman.

It all happened so quickly that the woman was trapped before she could even successfully change into her original form.

For the first time, the woman showed fear on her face. She said in horror, "Demon Binding Chain!"

Once the demon-binding chains came out, the woman had no ability to resist, so the monk slowly walked up to the woman and whispered, "Are you willing to return the relic?"

The woman was trapped by the Demon Binding Chains, unable to move her body. She could only stare fiercely at the monk in front of her.

Seeing that the woman refused to speak, the monk continued, "My name is Wuxi. I came here with six fellow apprentices only for the relics. I really don't want to cause more sins, so I hope you won't force me."

The woman snorted coldly and said, "That relic is a good thing. How could I keep it? I would have eaten it long ago!"

Hearing the woman say this, not only did Wuxi's face change, but even the six fellow apprentices behind him showed anger.

They in Xiao Xitian attach great importance to karma. They came to retrieve the relics this time only to avenge the karma of their senior master. If the relics cannot be taken back, then they will be contaminated by the karma of their senior master.

This is a big taboo for them.

Fortunately, Wuxi recovered his composure in an instant. He said, "Don't lie to me, sir. The relic is clearly still there."

Wuxi turned around and looked at the six people behind him, and said to one of them, "Wusi, you come and explore."

Upon hearing this, Wusi clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice, and then walked up to the woman.

Wusi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of gray, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, but one could feel the oppression and strangeness in his eyes.

Wusi's gaze fell on the woman. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her soul and see her deepest desires and struggles.

The woman's originally ferocious eyes gradually blurred, and gradually a look of struggle appeared in her eyes, but it was soon covered by the same layer of gray as in Wusi's eyes.

"Who are you!" Wusi's voice was low and no emotion could be heard.

But the woman shuddered, and then said in a hollow voice: "I am a fox demon, my name is Fox Sanniang."

"You relied on the Buddhist relics to survive the demon disaster, so why are you so greedy and unwilling to return them! The relics are still there! Where are they?" Wusi continued to ask.

Wusi's voice seemed to carry a magical power that was irresistible and unrejectable, making it impossible for Hu Sanniang to control herself and slowly tell everything without reservation.

"The relics are still there..."

"The relics are in my husband's body..."