Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Li Huowang looked up at the Buddha. Because he was carrying the moon, he couldn't see the faces of these giant Buddhas.

He could only see the tentacle-like wriggling palms behind them, and the huge dark heads. And the weird smell of blood mixed with incense on them.

Li Huowang took a few steps back, looked left and right, and found that there was really only himself here, he shook his head at the Buddha in front of him,

"No." Resolutely, Li Huowang reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Accompanied by the creaking sound, the huge Buddha bent down, blocking the moonlight above Li Huowang's head, and a huge pressure came.

Li Huowang could feel the lantern-sized Buddha's eyes looking at him in the darkness.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you'd better go, we are here for your own good." Unexpectedly, Jian Zhuan did not act directly, and continued to persuade in a calm tone.

"If you are really good for me, how about letting me go? Isn't the monk out of compassion? What about letting me go?"

"It is precisely because of the compassion that the monks are, so I can't let the benefactor leave."

Just as he said that, a stone flew over and hit the Buddha's head, making a crisp clanging sound.

Li Huowang and Jian Zhuan looked over there at the same time, and saw Bai Lingmiao and others standing in the distance with the luminous stone in their hands.

"Senior Brother Li! Run!" More stones were thrown towards him, and after hitting the Buddha, they fell weakly.

"Amitabha~ The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turning back to the shore." Jian Zhuan's huge hands folded together heavily, and his slender legs squatted down gently and then kicked hard.

With a loud noise of "Boom~", Jian Zhuan's tall figure rose into the air, and then fell like a boulder. More than a dozen trees were directly crushed, and his tall figure smashed heavily behind Bai Lingmiao and the others. .

Seeing the emaciated Bai Lingmiao standing beside the Buddha, who couldn't even reach his stomach, Li Huowang immediately shouted hysterically, "Stop it for me!"

"Boom!" It seemed that he felt something in an instant. Whether it was the Buddha beside Li Huowang or the Buddha in the distance, they all took a step back at the same time.

"Donor Xuanyang, we didn't plan to do anything, please calm down." At this moment, Jian Zhuan's voice actually contained a trace of tension, as if he didn't want to irritate Li Huowang.

"Huh?" This scene was beyond everyone's expectations, Li Huowang's words, the other party actually did.

"They...are nervous? What is so nervous about me as an ordinary person?"

"The monks don't kill, the poor monk just wants them to be quiet." Jian Zhuan said, and easily broke off the surrounding tree trunks with his giant hands, crossed each other, and made a simple tree prison, trapping everyone in it.

After Jian Zhuan had dealt with the idle people, he swayed back and came to Li Huowang.

"Donor Xuanyang, since you don't want to go back with me, why don't you have a debate with the poor monk?"

"Dialectical? Are you trying to persuade me to go back with your mouth?" Li Huowang looked at the palm that was bigger than his own, and really couldn't figure out what the other party was doing.

"Of course, the donor Xuanyang is a sensible person, and the poor monk believes that he can persuade the donor."

"Huh?" Thinking of what happened at Zhengde Temple before, Li Huowang found a very illogical place.

Regardless of whether the abbot or the Jian Zhuan in front of him, even though they are much stronger than themselves, they still don't want to use violence against themselves, but have been trying to trap themselves in emotional ways such as deception.

"Why do they make such troublesome things that can be easily solved by force? Is there something special about me?" The surprised Li Huowang opened his hands and looked at his unremarkable palm.

"Apart from being a madman, what other attributes could cause them to care about me?" Li Huowang pondered in his heart, completely ignoring Jian Zhuan's words in front of him.

He needs to find out what the other party is worried about. This may be the only chance for him to escape.

"Reversely, if my life is threatened by their force, what will be the consequences?" Li Huowang's experience in this world flashed like a flash.

In the end, it stopped when the God of Joy was dragged in the darkness. There was only that moment of life and death along the way, but that time, it was solved in an extremely strange way.

Li Huowang's pupils instantly shrank to the smallest. "Danyangzi! They dare not use force against me because, as long as I am in a fatal crisis, a Danyangzi who doesn't know what I have become will appear! Danyangzi is actually protecting me!"

After he figured this out, Li Huowang was suddenly relieved. He always thought that Dan Yangzi would harm him by following him, but now it doesn't seem to be the same thing.

Although he killed himself, from his point of view, his closed disciple did not do anything bad to him, and even assisted him in "getting the Tao and becoming an immortal".

"The monks at Zhengde Temple have clearly seen this for a long time, but they didn't tell me. Instead, they tried their best to deceive me. They wanted to use Pudu Dazhai to completely get rid of Danyangzi."

"If they solve Danyangzi, then people like me will really become meat on the monk's chopping block." Li Huowang felt a chill when he thought of what the monks of Zhengde Temple would do.

Li Huowang, who had reacted, raised his head again to look at Jian Zhuan in front of him. This time, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "Are you afraid of Dan Yangzi? Since he has become a Buddha, you monks are still afraid of him?"

Jian Zhuan's expression condensed, "Hsuanyang benefactor, the poor monk doesn't know what you are talking about, the monks don't lie, the poor monk can swear to the Buddha that Pudu Dazhai will never cause you any harm except to solve Danyangzi. ."

The other party's words further confirmed Li Huowang's conjecture.

In this world, there is no good-hearted person who will tell the truth. If you want to know something more valuable, you can only judge by yourself by collecting information.

"I suddenly found out that it's good to bring Dan Yangzi, after all, he is my master. I'm really sorry to just clean him up like this." Li Huowang, who wanted to understand everything, was not panic at all.

"Amitabha, this is absolutely impossible. Danyangzi is not only about you, but also about the whole world."

Li Huowang looked up at Jian Zhuan in front of him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "Why don't you talk to my master face to face."

"what?"

With a sound of "clang", Li Huowang swiped the handle with one hand, and the long sword that was as sharp as mud was held in his hand.

When Jian Zhuan saw this scene, a kind smile appeared on his face. "I want to use this thing to break the poor monk's Buddha body, Xuanyang benefactor, you are really a sign."

"Didn't you hear what I just said? I mean let you talk to Dan Yangzi face to face."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Huowang put the long sword under his neck and wiped it hard.

The skin was easily cut open, and hot blood spurted out, instantly dyeing Li Huowang's robe red.

"Haha" Li Huowang, whose consciousness was beginning to blur, put his hand on his neck and said softly, "Did you hear it? It seems like... a thunderstorm."