chsdbacks Chapter 3221 A cicada sings, everything is lonely
Chapter 3221 A cicada sings, everything is lonely
Chapter 3221 A cicada sings, everything is lonely
Song Yuchan secretly sent a message to Wang Chengzhi, asking him to throw a few more iron bumps in his hand.
Wang Chengzhi cried bitterly, "Master, that sweet potato thunder is too powerful, it's hard to control, it will blow us up too!"
"Sweet melon?"
Song Yuchan raised her eyebrows and muttered, "I just brought back sweet potatoes from the Stardust Continent. Could it be that there were sweet potatoes in the division before?"
While she was thinking, Tang Sanzang beside her clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha!"
The golden light in his hand burst out suddenly, shooting in all directions like a tsunami.
There was an explosion in the void, and there was a loud hum, and the hundreds of Maoshan disciples who surrounded them were all sent flying backwards.
The magic soldiers on them were completely crushed by the Buddha's light.
One by one rolled on the ground, spitting blood, staring at the monk in horror.
Tang Sanzang said in a calm voice, "The poor monk came to investigate the matter, and he didn't intend to do anything with you. Please forgive me, my little benefactor."
All the Maoshan disciples cursed secretly, wondering what kind of origin you are, a wild monk, and they didn't draft their words.
The fuck has beaten us up like this, so why not pretend to be a good person here?
"This monk is quite good at fighting!"
Song Yuchan squinted her eyes and happily led everyone in quickly.
The Maoshan disciple lying on the ground was either diagnosed with a meridian, or his muscles and bones were injured by the shock.
They were powerless to stop them, they just threw the spell, which exploded in the air like fireworks, sending a signal to the clansmen.
There are not many clansmen staying here to stay with the family. Song Yuchan and the others had just entered the house, and many people rushed over from all directions.
They crowded around nervously, hesitating and daring not to go forward.
Someone rushed out and used spells to heal the injuries of the clansmen outside.
Tang Sanzang still said the same words, "Dare to ask the benefactor, where is your patriarch?"
These Mao family members replied nervously, "The head of the family has gone to the ancestral home of Maoshan, and is not at home. You monk is so arrogant that you dare to beat people in our Mao family. When the head of the family comes back, I will definitely trouble you."
"Since your Patriarch is not here, the poor monk will stay here for a while, waiting for him to come back."
Tang Sanzang was not in a hurry, he looked at the tallest corridor in the mansion, "You poor monk, just wait here!"
He stepped up, raised his hand and brought Song Yuchan and the others up, and sat down cross-legged on the roof of a 50-meter-high building in Mao's house.
Song Yuchan took a look, and there was a sign of "Treasure Building" hanging on this building, which should be the place where the Mao family hid their treasures.
She secretly praised the master for his insight, and when she sat on it, the Mao family disciples below shouted nervously, "It's broken, the monk wants to steal our magic weapon. Hurry up, go to Maoshan and let the master know."
"You stay here and don't let the monk mess around."
A group of people moved nervously apart.
From the back of this courtyard, there was a sudden loud shout, "Our Mao family has been established in Chang'an City for 3000 years, and no one can bully us!"
The ancestor of the Mao family finally couldn't help getting angry, came out of the retreat, raised his hand and cast a spell at the sky above the Treasure Pavilion.
This talisman is golden yellow, and it sinks into the void as soon as it comes up, showing a huge transparent talisman in the void.
Huge spells covered the top of the Treasure Building, causing the dark clouds in the void to roll and gather here.
Thunder and lightning gathered in the sky, like a golden dragon roaring in the air.
The huge power of thunder seems to be as huge and vast as an immortal calamity.
Wang Chengzhi was so frightened that he exchanged words with Song Yuchan, "Uncle, let's go, don't go crazy with this monk here. Once the thunder falls, we won't even have dust."
He is not a fairy, but he is like a bird frightened by this fairy calamity.
Just this momentum made him scared out of his wits.
Song Yuchan signaled to him calmly, "What's the rush, just watch the fun here."
Yan Qing, Wu Song and Xu Shilin were not nervous either, knowing that Tang Sanzang must have a way to sit in charge.
I saw him staring at the direction of the backyard, and he whispered softly, "Maoshan's astronomical characters are really extraordinary, they arouse the celestial phenomena, and use the power of the sky to do things."
The man in the backyard obviously didn't want to make matters worse, but threatened him, "Even if you know the power of my spell, why don't you leave quickly, monk?"
Tang Sanzang said calmly, "The poor monk came here today to investigate the case. If he can't find out the situation, the poor monk will not leave. Even if the sky wants to stop him, the poor monk will fight."
He took off the beads on his neck, and after flicking the beads with both hands, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared on the Buddha Lord, and it transformed into a giant golden flying cicada in the air.
"This is?"
Song Yuchan and his party all squinted their eyes, knowing that Tang Sanzang was born under the care of the golden cicada.
It turned out that his blood was really a golden cicada.
"You monk, you are so rude! The old man gave you Buddhist face, but you don't know it. You are really going to kill yourself. If that's the case, then the old man will help you!"
The man in the backyard got angry and activated the spell, causing the spell inscriptions in the air to suddenly emit a huge light.
The dark clouds gathered in the void instantly let out a huge roar, as if the god of thunder was furious, and the thunder like a waterfall descended downward, washing down with destructive power.
The golden cicada on top of Tang Sanzang's head emitted a dazzling golden light at the same time, and suddenly squeaked.
The sound cut through the void, and a loud bang shattered the spell, instantly dispelling the dark clouds.
The golden thunder and lightning almost disappeared above their heads, and there was a sound of cicadas, and everything was lonely.
Only Tang Sanzang's soft cry, "Amitabha!"
The ancestor of the Mao family in the backyard was obviously shocked by Tang Sanzang's magical power, and a figure change appeared in midair.
His body is shriveled, his eyes are protruding, his hair is white, and his back is a bit bent.
However, his whole body is not stained with common dust, and his gray robe is wrapped in the wind, which still has a bit of fairy spirit.
He raised his hands in a bow, and made a friendly gesture with Tang Sanzang, "Xia Maohong is the sixth ancestor of the Mao family. I don't know how our Mao family offended the master, so that the master can mobilize the teachers so much?"
Tang Sanzang stared at him with light in his eyes and said, "My Buddhist Daci'en Temple was ransacked by gangsters last night. No one in the whole temple was spared, and all of them were killed. The Lord Buddha sent a poor monk to investigate this matter. The matter has a great cause and effect with your Mao family, so I came to inquire about one or two, and I would like to ask the old benefactor for convenience."
The patriarch of the Mao family said helplessly, "I have warned the descendants of future generations not to suffer karma, lest they be punished by the gods. They just refused to listen, which led to such a disaster. If you want to investigate, you can do it here, old man Shouyuan has arrived, and the emergence will be today."
He is a master of Xuanxian, and his speech is extremely bleak at this time, and his whole body begins to disintegrate like light spots.
The disciples below all knelt down and shouted in shock, "Sixth Patriarch!"
"Ancestor, do you want to leave us?"
"Old Ancestor, our Mao family still needs you!"
"..."
The shot just now exhausted all the essence of the ancestor of the Mao family.
His body could no longer be stabilized, and it completely dissipated with a bang, turning into light rain that filled the sky and dissipated away.
Song Yuchan and his group stared straight at him, and asked in confusion, "Is this dead?"
"Xuanxian will die too?"
"Didn't it say that immortals can live forever?"
"..."
(End of this chapter)