Tian Gang Chapter 174: Cult (9)
There was a rustling sound in the left front, and then three figures emerged from the woods. The three were all wearing modern clothes. After seeing me and the Taoist priest, the excitement on their faces changed for a moment, but then they reappeared. One of them looked at me with a disgusting grin, and it looked like he thought I was food.
At this moment, I noticed that one of them had a wider opening on his clothes, and a black pearl stone was dangling on his chest.
I couldn't help but be stunned. These three people...
They didn't give me time to think and pounced on me.
I subconsciously took a few steps back and shouted to the Taoist priest: Be careful, they are from that cult!
The old Taoist did not retreat, but drew a talisman with his hand and shot it straight to the ground.
The five elements of the earth, the decree, rise! The old Taoist pointed to the ground with one hand, and then drew the empty talisman.
In front of him, there was a constant rumbling sound, and the flying mud was like iron powder being attracted, and it quickly condensed into a wall. But before the old Taoist finished drawing a talisman, the mud wall made a bang.
I saw a pair of black hands reaching out from the wall and then quickly retracting. The next moment, three pairs of fists broke through the wall at the same time. The old Taoist did not hesitate at all and tiptoed back.
Two black airs emerged from where he was before, and at this time, the mud wall had been completely broken, and three cultists rushed over at the same time. Someone shouted and punched in the air. After he punched, the venomous black air paused slightly, and then rushed towards me and the old Taoist like a giant beast with its bloody mouth opened wide.
The Taoist priest had just finished his empty talisman, and he clapped his hands lightly, and the empty talisman floated forward. The Taoist priest pinched the seal with one hand and shouted softly: The five elements of heaven and earth, the golden spirit god appears, the sword that wards off evil and slays demons, comes out!
As soon as it landed, the empty talisman immediately turned into a golden talisman sword and stabbed forward. Although this sword was only less than one meter long, it brought a strong wind as it passed through. The huge black mouth was pierced by the golden sword and slowly dissipated. The sword easily pierced his chest in the other party's unbelievable eyes.
There was no blood splattering, only the sound of the man falling to the ground.
After the demon-slaying sword flew out, the old Taoist no longer had time to draw the empty talisman. Because the other two had already rushed in front of him, he grabbed my arm and threw me behind him, then hastily clashed with one of them.
The man groaned, his arms went limp, and he was knocked back several meters. But at this moment, I heard a "bang" from the Taoist priest, and a fist hit his chest without any hindrance. The force of this punch was so great, it was like someone swinging a huge hammer and hitting a stone slab.
My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I heard this. At the most critical moment, the old Taoist priest protected me behind him. If something happened to him, how would I go back and face the old lady and the little beauty?
When I thought of the miserable life the old Taoist had lived for more than 20 years, my heart was suddenly filled with courage.
I raised my right hand, pointed my index finger at the attacker in front of me, and chanted the Eight Ropeways Mantra: Spirits determine the heaven and earth, and the way transforms nature...
The old Taoist was trembling after being hit by a punch, but he did not retreat. Instead, he grabbed the opponent's arm with both hands and twisted it hard. There was a cracking sound, and the man's face was terrified, but before he could make any move, a golden light flashed, and he opened his eyes wide and made two "ugh" sounds in his mouth, but nothing came out.
As the Sword of Exorcism and Demon Slaying pierced through one person's throat, the last cultist stretched out his claws and grabbed the old Taoist's temple. Wisps of black air surrounded his palms. With the strength of these people, once their heads were grabbed, they would either become rotten watermelons or have ten bloody holes.
The old Taoist twisted the attacker's arm and at this moment he let out a heavy gasp and was about to take action.
A green light passed through his ear and went straight into the other person's face.
The man's movements immediately stopped, and with a loud "bang", the Taoist kicked him hard in the chest with his right leg. The cultist did not react at all and was kicked more than ten meters away.
While in mid-air, all his muscles and skin began to shrink, and by the time he landed, he was already light.
Seeing that man stopped moving after being hit by the Taoist spell, I couldn't help but get excited. This was the second time that Wanfa Mo Ni had a practical effect, and both times it helped the old Taoist resolve the crisis.
For a long time, Lao Dao has been an insurmountable mountain in my heart. Although he can protect me, he is like a mountain pressing on my heart.
Because I am the descendant of the Eight Ropes, the most formal and traditional bloodline inheritance. But such a descendant cannot even compare to the Five Elements Meridian that has separated from the Five Classics.
So in front of the old Taoist priest, I felt like a child, particularly weak, and even a little inferior.
But now, I can finally help him!
The old Taoist gasped heavily, and suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, covering his chest with one hand, and making a very special seal with the other.
I don't understand what that seal means, I just know that very few people would ask the Taoist priest to heal their wounds immediately after a battle.
These cultists were even more powerful than the ones I encountered in the city. It can be said that they were completely on a different level. I still couldn't figure out how the little beauty managed to kill two cultists alone in the cave that day.
As I thought about it, I ran to the Taoist priest and looked at him worriedly.
The old Taoist didn't spend too much time healing his wound. Soon, he removed his hand from his chest and stood up.
Are you okay? I asked.
No problem. The old Taoist shook his head: Their power is very special, it can attack the human body's essence, and it will be fine if we dispel it.
Really? I looked at him suspiciously. How could a fist that could break a mud wall be okay? Is this old man an iron man?
The old Taoist didn't answer again. Instead, he looked at me and said: It seems that your Eight Ropes Method has made great progress and can now destroy the enemy.
Hehe... I couldn't help but laugh smugly: It's nothing, anyway...
You said they were members of a cult? The Taoist priest interrupted me with a question.
Although I couldn't continue to show off, I was now happy physically and mentally, so I nodded happily: Yes, it's them. On their necks, there are the same black pearls.
The old Taoist nodded slightly, then walked past me towards the corpses.
Although nodding is just an insignificant gesture, it is of great significance to me, because there are not many people who can make the Taoist nod.
I was so excited that I almost shouted, and when I turned around to chase him, the old Taoist had already started investigating the body.
Of the three bodies, one had his heart pierced, one had his throat pierced, and the flesh of the other had shriveled up. However, there was an obvious dent in his chest, which was a fatal injury. So it was hard to tell whether the death of the last person was caused by Lao Dao or me.
Anyway, there's no good citizen award for this kind of thing, so I just took a look at it and didn't pay any attention to it.
The old Taoist squatted down the mountain, first pulled off the black pearl on the neck of the corpse, and looked at it carefully in his hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking, or feeling something.
I didn't dare ask questions right away for fear of disturbing him.
After the old Taoist held the black pearl and looked at it for a while, he said: This thing is very special and has a very strange smell.
It is very special, even Mr. Jiao is eager to eat it. I said.
The old Taoist nodded slightly and said: "It seems to contain a lot of blood and energy. For it, it is a great tonic, just like ordinary people eating a hundred-year-old ginseng. However, the blood and energy here are a bit mixed and not pure. There are also fragments of souls in it. Perhaps the change that day was due to these."
I was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that he was talking about Mr. Jiao chasing Junior Brother Zhou.
Will it have any impact on it in the future? I asked quickly.
It's not a big deal. The old Taoist said: Its soul has been rebuilt after two lifetimes, and it is more powerful than ordinary dragons. Although these fragments can have an impact, they will fade over time. After all, soul fragments cannot be absorbed and condensed by others except oneself.
That's good... I breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the material of this thing is hard to tell. Some look like blood coagulation stone, and some look like ghost iron. But neither of these two things can hide soul fragments. It was because it was difficult to find materials that Gamu used Taoism to forcibly condense the soul and spent decades to preserve it. Otherwise, with his ability, he would not be much weaker than me now.
Uh... I heard the old Taoist talking about Gamu again. I opened my mouth but didn't interrupt in the end. These two people are enemies and friends, and I am an outsider, so it's not easy for me to get involved.
What are blood coagulation stone and ghost iron? I asked curiously.
These two are very special things. The blood coagulation stone can condense a person's blood. The blood-replenishing pill I made at the beginning was modeled after this kind of stone. As for the ghost iron... the old Taoist paused and continued: It is produced in the underworld. Some ghost weapons are forged with it, which has the effect of exorcising ghosts and taking souls.
Oh... I nodded, and then asked: You can't tell something like this?
The old Taoist nodded, then put the black pearl into his sleeve and put his hand on the chest of the corpse.
I looked at him curiously, and after a while, the old Taoist removed his hand and stood up. He frowned and said: It's very strange, these people have no souls left, and even their blood has dissipated.
"Huh? What do you mean? They are the living dead?" I asked in surprise.
That's not the case. The old Taoist shook his head and said: I could feel the soul leaving the body before, and their blood was also very strong during the fight. In just a few minutes, the soul and blood dissipated, which is very strange.
Could it be that... the underworld has revived, and they have gone to reincarnate? I said.
There is no ghost or god here. Although the underworld is reviving, it will take more than one day to start the reincarnation cycle. In a few years or even more than ten years, the reincarnation cycle cannot be fully started. The old Taoist said: The only explanation is that their souls and blood have been collected in the strange stone.
I remembered that when I first met them, these people were sucking the blood of an old man.
But what is the use of them absorbing blood and qi? The old Taoist was a little confused: human blood and qi are given by heaven, and it is difficult for others to absorb them. Even if they can take away the blood and qi, it is difficult to use it, unless it is used to feed monsters such as the ghost king.
Who knows. They attacked in so many places, even capturing cultivators, maybe just to raise hundreds of ghost kings, I said.
The old Taoist just shook his head and said nothing. Then he walked towards the third body, which was the one hit by Wanfa Moni.
