Suzaku

: A Thousand Years Later

“Who are you”

Every reactionary will utter such an angry roar after being identified.

Although Zhang Guolao is an immortal teacher, he couldn’t avoid it, his eyes were cold, staring at the priest in red who kept coughing.

The dark aura on the hands by his side gradually spun into two balls of cotton wool, wrapped in his hands, looking very cautious. This priest in red can enter the forest without him noticing, which shows the aura of this Westerner. The realm is extremely high.

The priest in red touched his chin with his empty hand, as if he wanted to smooth out the wrinkles on his face. The lips on his old face were colorless, and he moved slightly, “Who am I? No one has asked me for many years.” That’s the problem.”

Zhang Guolao stared at the magic staff in his hand, and suddenly frowned, as if a kind of disgust that had been buried deep in his heart for many years suddenly burst out.

“go to hell.”

Zhang Guolao waved his hands, and the dark whirlpool in his hands flew away from his body, quietly flying towards the priest in red. The flying speed of the black whirlpool seemed to be very slow, but after leaving his hand, it seemed to break free from the shackles of time, and hit the priest in red in an instant.

A holy white light flashed.

The red-clothed priest with an old face stood proudly at the edge of the forest, holding the staff tightly in his hand. The top of the staff was made of a stone of unknown material, and it suddenly shone brightly, an incomparably pure holy light Burst out from the stone, from top to bottom, turned into a protective film.

With a slight flick of the holy light, Zhang Guolao’s dark vortex was easily blocked out.

Immediately afterwards, the milky white holy light invaded and shot at Zhang Guolao’s body, Zhang Guolao closed his eyes slightly, but he didn’t even dodge.

The monkey hair that had been standing in front of Monk Bin Ku seemed to think of something after seeing the holy light, twisted slightly in the air, and then disappeared.

After the cardinal cast a hand of holy light, the loose skin on his face gradually became elastic, and his old face was also walking on the road of youth in an instant, which seemed extremely miraculous. He was frowning and thinking hard. Zhang Guolao said with a slight smile, “For so many years, you practiced under Dongfang Da Neng’s sect, why do you still only use the methods of your blood clan?”

Zhang Guolao slowly opened his eyes, and said calmly, “I have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and the holy light of the Holy See can no longer harm me.”

The cardinal smiled and said, “That’s natural, I’m just giving it a try.”

“Who the hell are you, and how do you know who I am?” Zhang Guo narrowed his eyes slightly, but he couldn’t see any fear.

The priest in red touched his chin again, seemed satisfied with his smooth skin, and said with a slight smile, “Who am I? I am the one who chased you at the foot of Mount Heng 1,400 years ago. After that descent, I never went back.”

Zhang Guolao’s pupils shrank suddenly, as if remembering the identity of this person, his fingers trembled slightly: “It’s you”

“good.”

“I have now converted to the Eastern Taoism, so don’t meddle in other people’s business.” Zhang Guolao said in the usual tone, as if he was not very afraid of the other party.

“I just came to China to see old friends, and I didn’t expect to meet you.”

“The words of the Holy See have always been bullshit. When did you massacre our people?”

“Why should you show mercy to the heathen?” The priest in red frowned slightly: “That year I killed Muhammad in Mecca, but was poisoned by those scimitar messengers who were blasphemous, so I had no choice but to flee to the east, and then happened to meet David Holy, I thought I would have nothing to do, so I let it go back to the east to play, it should be during the Zhenguan period of Tang Dynasty, but unexpectedly I found you.”

He smiled slightly and said, “You are a second-generation blood family, and I am the servant of the Lord. I didn’t expect that in the east, IIt’s really interesting to see a second-generation blood family. ”

“It really is you.” Zhang Guolao panted heavily, as if recalling the scene more than a thousand years ago.

The priest in red frowned and said, “I should have killed you at the time, but your master begged for mercy, so you were spared, but you once promised me that you would never go down to the realm.”

Zhang Guolao waved his hands lightly, smiled slightly, and looked very strange: “I wondered back then, how could you, a scoundrel of the Holy See, defeat me, a second-generation blood clan, but now I know that you have an old relationship with the Great Sage , It turns out that he is secretly helping you.”

The priest in red frowned even more, shook his head and said, “You are wrong.”

“If you follow the agreement between us and follow that Heavenly Venerable to go to heaven to practice and ignore the right and wrong in the world, I will naturally not make things difficult for you.” The priest in red rubbed his hands lightly, and the remaining wrinkles on the back of his hands were immediately wiped away The skin of a young girl is moist and smooth, “Since you came to the world to kill people and I happened to meet you again, then naturally the grace of the Lord will come to you.”

Zhang Guolao stood quietly, as if he was thinking about something. Those things had been going on for a long time, so he was thinking very hard, and his eyebrows were raised.

He was originally a second-generation blood clan in the west. After being hit by a spirit-spelling spell, he fled to the east, and then lived in seclusion in the mountains.

The reason why he feigned death was because he knew that there was always a powerful western priest staring at him around Chang’an.

In the first year of Tang Zhenguan, 627 A.D., Tang Sanzang went out of the country privately and took a group of monkeys, pigs and horses to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures.

In the thirteenth year of Tang Zhenguan, in AD 632, Muhammad died in the Holy Land of Mecca. After that, a Western priest was hunted down by the Middle East scimitar messenger and fled to the East.

One year later, the priest encountered a monkey.

In the nineteenth year of Tang Zhenguan, Tang Sanzang returned to Chang’an, and there was an extra foreigner behind the team.

A few years later, a living fairy named Zhang appeared in the Tang Dynasty. He claimed to have lived hundreds of years and had the secret art of longevity. During the Wu Zhou Dynasty, Wu Zetian sent an envoy to summon him, but Zhang Guolao pretended not to die.

A few years later, in the 21st year of Emperor Xuanzong’s Kaiyuan reign, the governor of Hengzhou reported his anecdote to the emperor.

In the mountains and forests.

The cardinal had no expression on his face: “The emperor at that time called you to inquire about the technique of longevity, why didn’t you go?”

Zhang Guolao said with a sinister smile: “My clan’s longevity technique requires first embrace, and it’s not like you don’t know about it. At that time, I knew that you lived in Chang’an. How could I go to Chang’an? Although I’m not afraid of you, if you expose me Without my identity, my life will not be too easy.”

During the time of Emperor Xuanzong, there was a sorcerer Ye Fashan who was intensively practicing strange techniques. The emperor ordered him to observe Zhang Guo and inquire about its origin. Ye Fashan said tremblingly: “I dare not say it. If I say it, I will die.” The emperor pressed him urgently, and Ye Fashan whispered: “Zhang Guo is a bat spirit at the beginning of chaos.” After speaking, he fell to the ground and died.

After Xuanzong interceded, Zhang Guo began to live.

The cardinal smiled contemptuously and said, “That Ye Fashan is also a fool. He only knew about your body, so he lied about the first division of chaos. If I hadn’t saved his life, he would have been killed by you. Unexpectedly, according to later generations, it became a legend.” saved you.”

Zhang Guolao said indifferently: “He exposed my identity, so naturally I can’t save his life.”

The cardinal looked at him quietly: “At the time of chastity, I wanted to kill you and turn your whole body white with holy light. As a result, you worshiped Taoism to escape your life. The east and the west respect each other and do not interfere with each other, so we There is no choice but to return home, but at that time, I had a word with my master, you must not enter the mortal world again to cause disaster, and today you kill someone again, how should I say this?”

“Hahahahahaha”

A burst of arrogant laughter rang out from Zhang Guolao’s mouth: “Back in Chang’an, I was afraid of the means of the Great Sage behind you, so I gave in. Now that the Great Sage is imprisoned in the temple, could it be that I am a dignified immortal and will still Afraid of you old immortal little priest”

The cardinal laughed inexplicably, and said slowly after a while, “You underestimate me.”

Indeed, those who can live for more than a thousand years, even if they are not old goblins, will have to be turned into old goblins by time.

Zhang Guolao disappeared into the air as soon as he was weak, and rushed towards the cardinal with the grass clippings in his arms.

However, the cardinal didn’t even look at him, and caressed himself gently stroking his staff, and the small stone at the top of the staff began to emit milky white holy light again. The holy light was like countless extremely thin water curtains, layered on top of each other, covering his body.

The figure disappeared as soon as it appeared, and the sound of chi chi sounded from all directions.

As long as there is an area covered by holy light, there will be sounds.

Zhang Guolao appeared one meter away from the holy light area in a state of distress. His clothes were torn everywhere, and he didn’t seem to have gotten any good.

The cardinal looked at him slowly, his clear eyes were like the gentle stream flowing in the mountains.

“Let me heal you.”

Zhang Guolao roared in a low voice: “Blood race is not a disease.”

After saying this, he squeezed the immortal formula with both hands, and two streams of immortal energy shot out from his wrists, and hit the cardinal’s holy light shield fiercely.

The mountains shook for a while, and all the autumn leaves fell from the trees in the forest, flying in the strong wind.

Sitting far away, Bin Ku’s eyes were bleeding, and he couldn’t hold back anymore.Unable to hold on, he fell to the ground.

The cardinal in the holy light shield still had a calm face, but the corners of his lips trembled slightly.

Immortal energy is very similar to the holy light of the Western Holy See, and their surnames conflict, which makes this priest a little uncomfortable.

The wind suddenly stopped, Zhang Guolao’s body disappeared into the air again, and the cardinal also sighed, put away the holy light mask, and what he read was not the Gospel, but a long sentence composed of some strange syllables , almost at the same time, also disappeared into the air.

The mountain forest was completely empty and silent, but the air was mixed with countless invisible undercurrent conflicts, hidden thunderous threats that exploded from time to time, turning the trees into ashes and the mud and stones into slag.

The two figures separated abruptly and stood facing each other far away.

The priest in red leaned on his staff, his face still calm.

Zhang Guolao stood on the ground, a trace of fear flashed in his pupils.

The difference between victory and defeat seems to be very clear.

But then Zhang Guolao moved. He suddenly stretched his hands behind his back, grabbed his body and grabbed his back fiercely with both hands, roaring, furious, and tearing hard.

It looked very tragic.

The cardinal was still watching quietly.

With an extremely shrill cry and a crackling sound of something being torn off, Zhang Guolao’s back was ripped open by himself.

In the large wound on the back, two groups of black objects could be faintly seen wriggling.

Zhang Guolao’s lips let out an extremely sharp whistling sound, the whistling sound was extremely sharp and sharp, and gradually became inaudible, but in fact, the frequency of the sound became even higher, already surpassing what human ears can hear range.

Among the mountains, countless birds rushed out of the forest, and only flew tens of meters before being hit by this silent sound wave, and fell miserably from the air, fell to the ground, and turned into countless beautiful blood flowers .

The cardinal, who was fighting Zhang Guolao head-on, remained expressionless, and softly chanted that strange long syllable sentence.

Bin Ku, who was seriously injured in the distance and was about to die, was shaken, and the wounds on his eyes that had been gradually drying up left blood again to come to Guiyuan Temple to preside over him. He suddenly raised his index fingers together, and with a flash of Buddha light on his fingers, he inserted himself in the ears.

“Seeing that the five aggregates are empty.”

Monk Binku recited lightly, two streams of blood flowed from his ears, barely saving his life.

The silent screeching stopped abruptly.

Zhang Guolao quietly looked at the cardinal in front of him, his pupils were stained with dozens of extremely thin bloodshot streaks, he looked horrifying, and his tone showed no expression: “Whoever dares to stop my revenge, I will kill you.” Who are you going to kill?”

swish

Two black shadows suddenly protruded from his back, the wind was strong, flying sand and rocks, and it was only after the wind stopped that he could see clearly, it turned out that two pairs of huge shadows grew out of the crack in his back. very thin black wings

The black wings are extremely thin, and seem to be hollow in the middle, but the black on them is extremely deep and dark, like the color of pain in hell. The black wings are huge, spread out on the left and right sides, and are tens of meters long. It looks terrifying, like the wings of a demon.

There was a faint golden light on Zhang Guolao’s face, and the huge and terrifying black wings flapped gently behind him.

This is the true image of the second-generation blood race.

The cardinal had finished reciting the long and difficult spell at this time. He looked at the huge black wings behind Zhang Guolao in front of him, and there was nothing too strange in his eyes. Obviously, this was definitely not the first time he saw the two The appearance of the blood clan.

“Shouldn’t it be white?”

“Don’t forget that I have practiced with Tianzun for thousands of years.” Zhang Guolao said coldly. He was injured by the powerful red priest Shengguang in front of him in the 19th year of Zhenguan, and he has been healed for thousands of years. “White wings, only face Hateful angels do.”

The cardinal smiled slightly, and with a swish sound, the red cassock was neatly divided into two pieces from the back, and a pair of pure white and holy white wings stretched out from behind him, flying up and down in the air, following a perfect arc paddling gently

“I want to heal you.” The priest in red smiled and looked at Zhang Guolao.

Zhang Guolao was not surprised either. It seemed that the battle more than a thousand years ago had already let him know the true identity of this mighty red-clothed priest.

“Does a mere low-level angel want to challenge the true strength of the second-generation blood race?”

He grinned grinningly and flapped the black wings behind him. More than a thousand years ago, he joined the Daoist sect, and his master had been watching him all the time, so when facing this priest in red, he could only use immortal formulas and did not dare to show his face. The body of the second-generation blood family, so it returned in a disastrous defeat.

But today, he has risked everything and decided to use his true strength to kill this poor low-ranking angel in one fell swoop to avenge his thousand-year revenge.

The white and supple wings gently fluttered up and down behind the cardinal.

He smiled and said, “I said, you underestimated me.”

The holy light in the forest reappeared, and with a flash of light, countless dying birds and beasts regained some vitality, and the face of the dying Binku monk gradually turned rosy, and the bloody eye sockets gradually closed, as if being caught by this The holy light shines very comfortably.

swish

Behind the cardinal suddenly there is another pairwhite wings

Zhang Guolao’s pupils shrank suddenly, showing a trace of fear

The matter was not over yet, the cardinal’s face gradually faded away from the quiet smile that he had kept all along, revealing an expression of looking at the mundane world from the nine heavens, which is the pride of the glory of God, it is a kind of sandwich Conceited with miscellaneous contempt, it is incomparable self-confidence.

swish again

Another pair of white wings appeared behind the cardinal

Three pairs of white wings fluttered gently, and the beautiful scene seemed like it shouldn’t appear in the world.

The cardinal took a light breath, and seemed to enjoy this beautiful feeling very much: “I said, I will heal you.”

The huge black wings behind Zhang Guolao fluttered, but against the backdrop of these three pairs of small but incomparably holy white wings, they looked extraordinarily depressed.

He opened his terrified eyes, trembling his golden lips, and finally spoke after a while: “It’s actually a seraph!”

To be continued: