Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 240 Ghost Bride Altar!

There is a very interesting little story in the Thousand Years of Miscellany, which tells the story of a cowherd boy named Ma Liang.

When Bai Xiangdong read this story, he thought it was quite outrageous.

Because many places are very unreasonable, and it doesn't make sense at all with a monk's logic.

To put it simply, the story goes like this. Thousands of years ago, there was a cowherd boy named Ma Liang. His family was poor and both his parents had died. He made a living by cutting grass and herding cows.

Suddenly one day when I was out herding cattle in the mountains, I forgot the time due to fun, so I found a nearby cave and planned to spend the night there.

At night, when the cave was full of glow, an immortal gave him a brush and asked him to draw whatever he wanted.

This made him so happy that he woke up from this happy dream. The cowherd boy thought it was just a dream, but he didn't expect that when he woke up, he really had a writing brush in his hand.

At dawn, he happily pulled the cow down the mountain and showed off the brush in his hand to everyone along the way, saying that it was a gift from the immortal. The villagers were curious about the use of the brush.

Without saying a word, Ma Liang drew cows, sheep, chickens and ducks for the villagers, which were so vivid that they looked as if they were real.

The matter soon spread to the local landowner, who wanted to rob it, but was eaten by a tiger drawn by Ma Liang.

Then it reached the emperor, who sent someone to invite him over and found a large open space for him to draw a mountain of gold and a mountain of silver.

Ma Liang first drew a sea, and the emperor asked him why he didn't draw mountains of gold and silver. Then Ma Liang reluctantly drew two more islands on the sea, one with mountains of gold and the other with mountains of silver. .

The emperor was unhappy again. The gold and silver mountains he wanted were blocked by the sea, so how could he get there, so he asked Ma Liang to find a way.

Ma Liang thought for a while and then drew a few more boats with his pen. The emperor happily boarded the boat with a few guards. When the emperor and the others boarded the boat, they rowed halfway towards the island.

He immediately drew hurricanes and tsunamis on the sea. After the boat continued to rise and fall on the sea, a big wave hit and swept the emperor and his guards into the sea and drowned them.

"So, a thousand years ago, a guy named Ma Liang got a magic pen."

Huangfuliang nodded thoughtfully. The magic pen in the story was indeed very similar to the one the judge was using now.

"Thousands of years ago, Ma Liang killed an emperor with a magic pen?"

However, Ye Hei thought more deeply. The story did reveal several unusual points from beginning to end. One of them was that Ma Liang's life experience was so miserable, where did he get his painting skills from?

Secondly, Ma Liang's behavior was too high-profile, as if he just wanted everyone to know that he had a magic pen in his hand.

Thirdly, the magic pen may be just a magic pen in the eyes of the common people, but if you look at it from the perspective of a monk.

This thing is nothing more than an extremely powerful magic weapon... No, it should be said to be a magic weapon.

It may even have transcended the level of magic weapon.

But whether it is used as a magical weapon or even something else, it requires the power of a monk to drive it into play.

Take Han Yu as an example. Why does the Supervision Department frequently owe him favors? Isn't it because Han Yu does not follow the normal path of cultivation and has no real energy or spiritual power in his body. Even if he is given a top-quality magic weapon, he will not be able to use it.

How could an ordinary child have real energy to drive a magic pen?

"Is the story false?"

Bai Xiangdong turned around and asked.

"No, it should be true."

Ye Hei shook his head, but he was convinced of the authenticity of the story.

If combined with the mysterious island, the identity of Ma Liang's orphan becomes reasonable, which can also explain why he can drive the magic pen.

As for why he is so high-profile, it should be to kill the emperor in the end.

To briefly extract it, at some time thousands of years ago, a child assassinated an emperor with a magic pen.

"Is there any follow-up?"

Ye Hei hurriedly asked, if he could get any information, he could help Han Yu.

Bai Xiangdong shook his head helplessly. Thousand Years of Miscellaneous Talks was originally a book of strange tales. It only contained bizarre stories. How could there be detailed information?

On the other side, Han Yu was already annoyed by this brush. No matter how many white dragons he released, the opponent would be a well or a river.

When he gave up the attack, this guy kicked his nose in the face instead.

After the brush continued to construct and outline in the void, a vast ocean suddenly appeared vividly in the air.

"go!"

Following the judge's order, Wang Yang came to life instantly, and huge waves crashed towards Han Yu.

Playing with water in front of me?

Han Yu suddenly became happy. With the magical power of water, any water attribute would only be his help.

Thinking of this, he extended his magical power and sent it into the sea water.

I thought I was sure of it, but in fact, after the supernatural power entered the sea water, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no more news.

When he wanted to hide again, it was already too late. A huge wave hit Han Yu in the face, rushing him into Baidi City, taking Ling Wuce with him.

After suffering the unforeseen disaster, he thought that Han Yu seemed confident and already had a plan, but he didn't expect that when this wave came, he was instantly stunned.

"Why don't you hide?"

He crashed into the ground hard and was smashed to pieces. Han Yu couldn't help but ask him this question.

"I thought you had a solution."

Ling Wuce blew his beard and said angrily.

Han Yu curled his lips and said helplessly, "I thought there was a way, but it didn't work. My water power couldn't control the sea water he drew."

"Could it be because it has no roots?"

Ling Wuce guessed that in the final analysis, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth belong to the five most basic elements of the world. The monks use their skills to create the five elements because they possess the five elements.

The magical power divides the five elements, that's because the five elements' innate talent is already in the monk's body.

It is absolutely impossible to draw five elements out of thin air with a magic pen.

Then it should be a special kind of energy. This water is not water, and what it draws actually looks like something but not something.

"Is it tangible or not?"

Han Yu was thoughtful, then nodded towards the other party.

If that's the case, it's probably acceptable. Otherwise, such a magical pen is simply unbelievable.

If you draw yourself a top-quality elixir, or draw yourself some cultivation resources every day, then your cultivation level may not rise slowly.

"You stay and guide the sea water out of Baidi City! I will try again."

After saying this, without waiting for Ling Wuce's reply, he suddenly jumped up and shot straight into the sky.

This time, eight giant palms were guarding him. His whole body was covered with blazing fire, and he was like an arrow from a string, reaching straight for the sedan chair.

The magic pen moved again, quickly drawing a huge mountain in the void, instantly covering the entire Baidi City.

Even Han Yu was intimidated by this huge momentum, with eight huge palms supporting his head at the same time.

The mountains pressed down instantly, and the earth and rocks burst and flew in all directions. However, the heavy feeling that Han Yu had been waiting for did not appear for a long time.

The eight giant palms only crushed the first four palms and could no longer advance. "It's really something tangible!"

Han Yu murmured to himself, Old Man Ling really guessed it right.

Just say that it is impossible to have such a heaven-defying thing.

After seeing the nature of the magic pen, Han Yu immediately withdrew his giant palm and rushed straight towards the mountain. To outsiders, it looked like a tiny figure rushing towards a huge mountain outside the sky.

He punched brazenly, and the arc of lightning kept beating on his arm. After the punch hit the mountain, the mountain shook for a while, and then such a towering mountain was shattered into powder in an instant.

"Damn it!"

The judge was furious for a while in the sedan chair. The tangible and intangible nature of the magic pen was finally seen through. He originally wanted to use this bluff to take advantage, but now he is afraid that he will not be able to take advantage.

After Han Yu succeeded, he smiled and reached out to grab the magic pen. The judge quickly drew two dragons and phoenixes in the air, only to hear dragons and phoenixes singing, one dragon and one phoenix soared up, and they all rushed towards Han Yu. Come.

"Dragon-phoenix fight?"

After a sneer, Han Yu also used fire to create a dragon and a phoenix, and then released them.

In the sky, flying dragons were flying in the sky. The black and white dragons entangled themselves together and started biting each other.

The phoenix dances for nine days, like two clusters of sparks chasing each other.

Han Yu lost interest after just a few glances, and turned to stare at the sedan.

After all, it is the people inside who are leading all of this. As long as the people inside are taken away, everything will disappear.

Thinking of this, Han Yu rushed towards the sedan chair in a blink of an eye. Flames spread all over his body like a flamingo preying on prey, with a pair of fire claws protruding from both sides.

The ghost figure under the sedan chair screamed shrilly, and the sedan moved erratically at an extremely fast speed, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right.

A pair of fire claws flew into the air, but Han Yu didn't care, because he had already reached the sedan chair, and the wind and thunder fist hit the roof of the sedan chair. After a loud explosion, half of it was broken.

"Young man with a yellow mouth, how dare you wait for me to come out."

The judge's voice suddenly came from inside the curtain.

"Okay, come out."

Han Yu immediately withdrew his fist and raised his eyebrows.

After about dozens of breaths, the curtain of the sedan slowly opened, revealing a red figure.

A tall man slowly walked out...

Han Yu originally wanted to see what tricks the other party could pull off, but the next moment, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and his face looked weird.

"Otherwise, you'd better go in again! I can wait a little longer."

He sighed.

It is true that today's judge is too eye-catching. He is dressed in red bridal embroidery, and coupled with that elongated face, one look at him can turn off his appetite, and a few more glances will make him look dirty.

The judge gritted his teeth with a look of shame and annoyance on his face.

If there were other means, why would he do this.

This outfit and the sedan chair are a complete set of magic weapons, and it also has its own name - the ghost bride.

He angrily took out a red hijab and covered his head like this, and the sedan suddenly emitted a coquettish red light, illuminating the entire area.

"Suffer death!"

The figure of the judge became elusive in the red light, and his figure was erratic. It was clear that one moment he was in front of him, and the next moment he had quietly stabbed Han Yu in the back with his pen.

"later!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the weapon spirit sounded a reminder.

Han Yu quickly turned sideways and launched a counterattack without even thinking.

A tiger claw sprang out from the magic pen and took a punch before dissipating. After the judge failed to make a sneak attack, he could not see his face clearly and snorted coldly, and then the magic pen continued to move.

As the sedan chair passed by the afterimage, the entire curtain opened, and a strange wind blew continuously towards Han Yu.

Upon touching it, a gloomy feeling arose spontaneously, and then there was a moment of trance.

"Wake up!"

Xiao Liuli shouted loudly, which brought Han Yu back to his senses.

The magic pen had already finished the last stroke at this time, and it actually drew a large altar.

The four pillars on the altar were exactly the same as the dragon prison pillars that Qi Bai used at that time.

In addition, four huge iron chains continued to extend from the pillars.

In the center of the altar was placed an extremely huge bronze tripod with flames burning inside.

"Suppress it!"

The judge shouted, and the four iron chains moved at the same time and pulled towards Han Yu.

What the hell is this?

Han Yu did not dare to be careless, and first laid a flame to test it.

After the flame touched the iron chain, there was no scene of melting gold and iron, but the flame was guided into the tripod along the iron chain.

Zhuo!

Didn't it say that it was tangible but not real?

What's going on here?

"The problem may be this altar. It is tangible but not real, but the sacrifice is real. The other party intends to sacrifice you."

The face of the spirit of the instrument was extremely ugly. What kind of sacrifice can use such an altar.

Me? Sacrifice?

Who to sacrifice to?

"You will know this only after you are sacrificed."

Han Yu's face suddenly turned black, so he would rather never know.

The chains on the four dragon prison pillars are not magical, but the altar itself seems to be magical, as if it can absorb energy.

In this case, Han Yu bared his teeth, and he could only fight with his physical body.

Thinking of this, he suppressed the magical power that was about to burst out, and his figure kept floating. The person kept swinging in front, and the four chains behind him kept chasing.

The judge looked at the oncoming person and naturally knew the other party's plan. The magic pen began to sketch continuously, and a white tiger with wings on its back jumped out.

Seeing Han Yu rushing over, the white tiger instantly blocked in front of the judge, and the man and the tiger collided directly.

Han Yu's punch, which was originally ready to go, instantly exploded into countless ink dots, and at this time the chain had also climbed over.

Caught off guard, it directly hooked Han Yu's right foot...