diskusbooks Chapter 113 Why are you just standing there?
Chapter 113 Why are you just standing there?
Fire Cloud Palm is a palm technique often used by Bai Ling. Although its grade is yellow, after practicing to the third level, its power is comparable to that of black-level magic.
If you use Bai Ling's face, of course you have to use the magic that Bai Ling is good at, so that it fits the character.
Taking the Phantom Steps, Bai Lan blasted out several Fire Cloud Palms in succession. The flames spread out like clouds and mist, and the loud noise was endless.
After several bombings, amidst the raging fire, this secret room was not damaged at all and was still as solid as a rock as before.
Bai Lan's eyes lit up slightly.
This isn't broken? If it's not broken, it's a good house! Void Stone View +1!
The secret room that could not be opened even by several Fire Cloud Palms was extremely sturdy. It once served as a place to shelter himself, but now it had become a cage for trapped beasts.
He Mian took a deep breath. The green shield in his hand had been blown up, but he took out another defensive magic weapon and blocked it in front of him, raising his head to fight.
But when he looked up, Bai Lan was no longer in the secret room.
Seeing that the situation was not right, He Mian quickly took out several sound transmission notes from his storage bag and wanted to call the people outside, but a burst of fire suddenly attacked from behind, and the fragile sound transmission notes turned into ashes in an instant.
The next second, a pair of hands touched his storage bag. He Mian dodged suddenly, tightly grasped his storage bag, and looked alert.
Bai Lan learned this tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west from A Yao, but unfortunately, her technique is not as proficient as that of a professional.
But it doesn’t matter. She enjoys fighting. If she kills He Mian, his storage bag will also be hers.
From He Mian's point of view, it would of course be more beneficial to him to call everyone out for a team battle.
Bai Lan had already predicted what he was thinking, so how could he not be on guard?
Seeing the woman appear and disappear in an instant, He Mian gritted his teeth, anger flashed in his eyes, and wanted to fly out of the secret room and go to the open area outside to call on the people of the Evil Gang to fight together, but he saw several arrows suddenly shot out from the exit.
Another operation of hiding his body and shooting arrows from the dark.
Bai Lan often uses the bow and arrow as a spiritual weapon. In order not to reveal her identity, she usually covers herself with a spiritual veil to conceal her figure when using the bow, and then uses it for sneak attacks.
There are not many cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage who use bows, so in the eyes of most cultivators, these flying arrows are most likely caused by the power of talismans.
But from He Mian's perspective, it was a little frightening.
There was clearly no one there, so where did the arrow come from?
This method of secretly attacking is really terrifying.
This woman's whereabouts are so elusive that she must have a way to conceal her breath and consciousness. If I continue to fight with her like this, I will be the one who suffers.
"Fellow Daoist, a distant guest has come to visit, but you only want to leave. You don't even pour a cup of tea. Isn't this a bit impolite?" Bai Lan shook his head, looking dissatisfied.
Anger flashed in He Mian's eyes. He gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and several dark ghosts swayed and floated out from a blue flag.
Roar! !
Several ghosts gathered together under the command of flags, and rushed towards Bai Lan with black mist and negative energy, looking very aggressive.
Ghost heads were moving around in the black fog, and human figures could be vaguely seen, but they had all turned into ghosts, without consciousness and only one thought.
That is to attack the person that He Mian ordered to be killed.
Bai Lan frowned slightly. Ghost?
She had seen corpse puppets before, but this kind of eerie black soul floating around was the first time she had seen it.
So evil...
Taking two steps back, saving the game, and starting to dodge using small mysterious steps, Bai Lan began to secretly observe the forms of these ghosts.
This soul is not a normal soul, but a ghost created by special means.
Among the dozens of ghosts, there are many spiritual consciousness of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage left. At this moment, they gather together to kill together, which is really terrifying.
“Humph, you are so bold at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Do you really think you are a genius who can kill enemies above your level?” He Mian laughed and said gloomily, “So what if I’m from the Qingyuan Sect? Many disciples from the five major sects have died at my hands. You are the most reckless one.”
Seeing that Bai Lan was still dodging and not fighting, and was gradually losing the upper hand, Ning Yan's expectations suddenly dropped a lot.
Her cultivation was clearly only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Even with the consciousness of the Foundation Establishment stage, she was still no match for He Mian.
Especially since her cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Stage was completely an empty shell. The furnace and cauldron techniques pursued quick success rather than the foundation. If she wanted to fight, she could only rely on talismans and other means for assistance.
Now seeing Bai Lan defeated, Ning Yan's heart gradually calmed down. She secretly put away the talisman in her hand that she was planning to use to secretly attack He Mian, and sighed.
God wants to kill her.
Ghosts continued to emerge from the blue flags. In less than a moment, the entire secret room was filled with black fog, and the howling of ghosts continued.
"Ning Yan, when you come in next time, please pay attention to the person following you. This person followed you in, don't you know?" He Mian looked at Ning Yan with a doubtful expression.
He started to scold his subordinates, and he had already assumed that Bai Lan was dead.
After all, the black fog had already submerged her figure, as if she had been submerged and swallowed by a ghost, without a sound.
"Yes, boss, I will pay attention next time." Ning Yan lowered her head and sighed again.
The white shadow in the black fog gradually disappeared. Just as He Mian was about to wave the banner to collect the souls, Bai Lan's slightly smiling voice came from the black fog: "I say, these ghosts of yours have a lot of resentment. They all died unjustly, right?"
The golden light suddenly exploded, Bai Lan's whole body was glowing with golden light, and there were also golden spots in his pupils.
The dazzling golden light and the bursts of Zen sound are particularly eye-catching amidst the black fog and gloom.
To deal with these evil ways, you can use Taoist talismans to command thunder and fire to slay demons and eliminate evil.
But since she started cultivating immortality, she has neglected a lot of her previous studies.
The operation of using the demon-suppressing talisman to revive Qiu's corpse had shocked her greatly.
As a result, Bai Lan developed some psychological trauma from the unique talismans he had learned from his master.
She had drawn quite a few talismans such as the Fireball Talisman and the Golden Sword Talisman used by monks, but she had not drawn those talismans for subduing evil spirits for a long time.
But it doesn’t matter, she practices both Taoism and Buddhism.
The Buddha's practice of martial arts can naturally defeat evil spirits.
When she was practicing the Wuxiang Gong in the Void Stone, Autumn's coffin had to be moved hundreds of meters away, let alone these ghosts trying to get close to her?
Wuxiang Gong is a superior Buddhist practice that can help people practice and eliminate sins.
Wherever the golden light shone, the black fog demons wailed one after another and all turned into smoke and disappeared.
There were also many ghosts with darker colors that tried to approach her and bite her, but were forced back by several fireballs. Due to the power of the Wuxiang Gong, they finally jumped into the blue banner with their broken bodies.
He Mian's pupils shrank, and he quickly raised the blue banner to collect the few remaining souls into the banner, stopping the loss in time.
"Aren't you a cultivator?" He Mian asked with shock in his tone.
Even though he claimed to be knowledgeable and experienced, he had never seen anyone who practiced Buddhism.
Buddhist cultivators, in particular, are extremely rare in the world of cultivation. The Buddhist sects that were once famous have long since disappeared in the long river of time, and not even a trace of their skills have been passed down.
"I can't do a double degree?"
He Mian frowned: "?"