Chapter 3220
Chapter 3220
Chapter 3220
Above Tang Sanzang's head, a Buddha's light, as peaceful as the sun, shrouded thousands of meters in all directions.
He fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, constantly deducing.
After Song Yuchan and the others came over, he suddenly raised his eyes, staring at her with burning eyes.
Song Yuchan looked at him from a distance, and sent a message with his spiritual sense, "Master, do you still recognize me?"
Tang Sanzang said softly, "A disciple from Liangshan Island?"
"Yes, I met you once on the island before."
The corners of Song Yuchan's mouth raised, revealing two small canine teeth.
Tang Sanzang stared at her and said, "I think you have a lot to do with this matter, but do you have something to tell the poor monk?"
Song Yuchan nodded and said, "We have checked before, and the strange death of these monks seems to be related to the Great Qin Sect."
"Great Qin Sect?"
Tang Sanzang frowned and said, "Do you know where this sect is?"
Song Yuchan shook her head and said, "I have to investigate again."
Tang Sanzang nodded slightly and said, "Understood, thank you for letting me know."
He clasped his hands together, and the Buddha light on his body suddenly increased, purifying the place with great magic power.
When the Buddha's light arrived, the corpses of the monks who had turned into mummified corpses turned into light rain and dispersed.
His Dharma image immediately disappeared into the air.
Song Yuchan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if Tang Sanzang took action, this damn Daqin Sect would definitely have a hard time.
She was about to take everyone away when Tang Sanzang suddenly appeared by her side.
However, his body concealed his aura, like an ordinary monk, he joined hands with her suddenly and said, "Amitabha, little benefactor, don't leave now."
Song Yuchan and the others were taken aback by him, and said guiltyly for a while, "Master, is there anything else?"
Tang Sanzang said, "The poor monk deduced the secret just now, and found that this matter has a great relationship with the Mao family in Chang'an City. The little benefactor seems to be in it, I don't know what's going on?"
Song Yuchan's eyeballs moved, secretly thinking that this monk is very lucky.
She used the chaotic green lotus to cover up the secrets, and she always thought it was perfect.
Although flamboyant, it conceals the aura.
Unexpectedly, the monk still saw a clue.
She and Tang Sanzang laughed dryly, "I was indeed there last night, but I was here to watch the fun, so I don't know much about it."
Tang Sanzang said, "Young benefactor, don't be nervous. The poor monk is just not familiar with this place. I want you to help guide the way to Mao's house in Chang'an City. If the little benefactor helps, the poor monk will be very grateful."
"The Mao family?"
Song Yuchan looked up at him, wondering if this monk wanted to kill someone?
She and Tang Sanzang nodded in agreement, "Okay, then I'll take you to Mao's house."
She didn't know where Chang'an Mao's house was, but Wang Chengzhi knew.
Song Yuchan asked Wang Chengzhi to lead them the way, and they went to the east of Chang'an City together.
The terrain here is very high, with the Bahe River flowing through it, the water is clear and the ground is spiritual, it is a quiet place.
In the deserted mountain land, there is only one mansion of the Mao family.
The scale is huge, spread over the entire mountain top.
There are many mansions and courtyards, and there is also a large square, which seems to be the place where the Mao family performed martial arts.
Tang Sanzang used the Xingyun method, and under the guidance of Wang Chengzhi, the leading party, brought Song Yuchan and the others together.
This flying cloud and fog is a fairy art.
Similar to skating, clouds and mist are condensed under the feet, and glide in the air with water droplets.
The speed is fast, but the physical strength consumed is very little.
Song Yuchan didn't expect that Tang Sanzang could use immortal arts so smoothly, who said that Buddhism and Taoism are not one family.
They landed in front of Mao's house. There were restrictions on the mansion, and it was impossible to enter from above.
Song Yuchan signaled Wang Chengzhi to knock on the door.
Wang Chengzhi timidly passed on a message to her, "This Maoshan technique has always been weird, it is a miscellaneous school. Look at this dark wooden door, there is not even a knocker on it, so there is no magic behind it, right? "
"There's so much nonsense, is it so difficult for the uncle to order you?"
Song Yuchan pursed her lips to teach her a lesson.
Wang Chengzhi went up with his head depressed helplessly, and patted on the pitch-black door vigorously, "Listen, people of the Mao family, your Buddha is here to ask questions, and quickly open the door."
He was fine when he took the first shot, but when he took the second shot, the black paint of the gate suddenly stuck to his hands like kerosene.
The black liquid substance burst into flames suddenly, scaring Wang Chengzhi so much that he shook his hands again and again, and called Song Yuchan, "Uncle, do I think there is something wrong with this door?"
Song Yuchan said cheerfully, "Small problem, isn't it just ignition?"
Wang Chengzhi attracted the water vapor outside and kept putting out the fire.
But this fire is not afraid of water vapor, and the accumulation of water vapor makes the fire stronger.
He cried out, and shouted to Song Yuchan, "Master, if you don't care about it, my hand will be roasted."
"Look at you like this, isn't Master Uncle just to test you!"
Song Yuchan flicked her hands, sweeping across his hands with green air.
The fire went out with a puff, and the green air curled up on his red and swollen hands that had been roasted. The redness disappeared immediately, and he completely returned to normal.
With this move, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but look sideways.
Wang Chengzhi was so frightened that he wiped off his cold sweat, turned around and shouted angrily, "You are a thief, dare to frame me, I will let you see how powerful I am on Liangshan Island."
He touched it from his bosom, took out a round lump made of iron, and threw it out on the gate.
The iron lump was still magnetic, and it suddenly attached to the door.With a loud bang, there was a huge explosion.
The door of the Mao family slammed in all directions, turning into a pile of debris in the black smoke.
Suddenly there was a lot of noise inside, some disciples of the family came in an instant, filed out from the gate, surrounded Song Yuchan and the others and shouted angrily, "Who dares to come to our Mao family to make trouble?"
Wang Chengzhi said rather arrogantly, "Are you blind? Didn't you see that it was our Buddha who came here?"
He pointed his fingers back and gestured to the disciples.
All the disciples stared at Tang Sanzang, the white-faced monk, and they had a depressed drink with him, "Monk, it's another monk. Our Mao family has stabbed the monk's nest, and monks come to make trouble every day."
"Smelly monk, if you are sensible, get out quickly. The head of our Mao family has gone to Maoshan, and there is no one at home now, and we will not entertain any guests."
"Don't say we didn't warn you, if you don't leave, our brother will be rude."
"..."
The magic soldiers of these disciples were different, and they took out the spells from their bodies one after another, and prepared to use the spells to motivate and bless these magic soldiers.
Tang Sanzang finally put his hands together and said softly, "The poor monk came here only to deal with the Ci'en Temple, and he did not have any other malicious intentions. I would also like to ask the little benefactors to give you a message to your patriarch so that he can meet the poor monk." On the other hand, the poor monk will naturally leave after asking this matter clearly."
"Temple of Mercy?"
"Are you a monk here to seek revenge?"
"I'm not suing you all, my Patriarch is not here!"
"If you want to fight, we brothers will accompany you!"
"..."
The Mao family disciples looked at each other, each of them tensed up, with murderous aura overflowing from their bodies, ready to strike.
(End of this chapter)
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