Chapter 75: Spreading beans into soldiers

After coming to this era, before we could enjoy the scenery of the late Han Dynasty, Lu Yun was found by Zhang Daoren, a quasi-national teacher from the Han Dynasty who came from afar.

Not only was he exposed his identity as an outsider, but he was also invited by the Taoist to meditate in Liangshan Temple for forty years.

This is more embarrassing.

Taoist is not beautiful.

But what I think is beautiful.

In order not to accompany the middle-aged Taoist for forty years, Lu Yun decided to defeat him or...kill him.

The two had already left the city and came to more than ten miles outside the city.

In the fight between them, it is better not to disturb the ordinary people.

Lu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed out his hand.

A fire suddenly arose, covering the middle-aged Taoist within ten feet of radius.

There were rushing flames everywhere.

Like a sea of ​​fire.

If any general had been burned out of recognition at this time.

However, the middle-aged Taoist did nothing.

"Xiaodaoer!" He smiled slightly, let out a breath of energy, and then blew out the fire within a radius of one meter. Then he waved his sleeves and popped up a golden bean about the size of a broad bean.

"disease!"

With a loud shout, the golden bean fell into the air, transformed into a divine beast in the wind.

Qinglong!

The wind follows the dragon, and the clouds follow the tiger.

A green dragon emerged from nothingness, and with a roar, it drove the strong wind and extinguished all the fire around it.

The Taoist ignorant legend, "scattering beans into soldiers", appeared in the world!

"Spread beans and become soldiers!" Lu Yun sighed in his heart.

The middle-aged Taoist was one of the most powerful Taoist magic tricks - to sprinkle beans into soldiers, and he was worthy of being a real and nameless national teacher in the Han Dynasty!

This time, he was in trouble.

The blue dragon in front of him was not only an manifestation of energy, but Lu Yun even felt the fluctuations of his soul in it.

It seemed that the remnant soul of the ancient Qinglong was guided by the spell of a middle-aged Taoist, and descended to this world and appeared in front of Lu Yun.

The green dragon roared, and the gust of winds, mixed with countless winds and thunder, came to his face.

Before it arrived, an extremely powerful aura of destruction was coming towards us.

At this moment, Lu Yun finally understood what kind of psychological pressure the enemies who fell under his divine thunder had in the past.

When the breath of destruction lingers on the head, it is a fear of fear, it is a life of life like a year, and it is a huge burden.

Fortunately, Lu Yun did not have the means to resist.

He pointed it out with a slight finger.

There are nine heavens of thunder.

Accompanied by Lu Yun's fingers, divine thunders wrapped around Lu Yun's body.

The wind and thunder and the divine thunder met in an instant. Dozens of wound marks suddenly appeared in the void in front of Lu Yun, and a violent friction explosion sounded!

Dozens of divine thunder cannot destroy wind and thunder in a short period of time, but wind and thunder cannot pass through the terrifying power of the divine thunder and fall on Lu Yun.

At this moment, a temporary balance was formed between the divine thunder and the wind and thunder.

The next moment, the two of them took action at the same time.

Lu Yun glanced at the middle-aged Taoist.

At this glance, the middle-aged Taoist was indifferent.

Nothing happens...

For the first time, Lu Yun's technique of watching people destroy people did not work.

The magical sword transformed by invisible thought power is three feet in front of the middle-aged Taoist, so it is impossible to make progress.

Lu Yun looked at Qinglong again.

The green dragon stumbled slightly.

Lu Yun's mind moved and his finger was shaken.

There were suddenly many invisible lines in the space where the Qinglong was located.

These lines are chaotic, but they are the simplest strokes.

Horizontal, vertical.

Each one can be drawn in one stroke.

Divide this space into countless pieces.

The next moment, Qinglong suddenly let out an angry roar.

Its body is also divided into countless pieces by lines.

The Qinglong was cut into pieces by thousands of knives and destroyed.

...

Lu Yun was slightly panting.

He was a little tired.

Every line in the void where the Qinglong is located is not a simple line.

They are symbols.

Every line is a talisman.

These talismans were written out in an instant, and even though Lu Yun had amazing thoughts, he couldn't help feeling a little tired.

Fudao has the most basic principles.

If writing is used to describe writing talismans, then the talisman master's mental power, or mental power, is the ink used for writing runes.

In such a short time, Lu Yun consumed a lot of his mind power by writing so many talismans.

If anyone else had done this, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to do it.

But Lu Yun did not show any pride.

Instead, he is more vigilant.

The middle-aged Taoist was not idle at the moment when he took action to kill the Qinglong.

"The Western White Tiger should watch the ginseng. The quality of the angels is solemn and clear. It intimidates the beasts and roars and moves the mountains and forests to stand on my right hand."

"The Vermillion Bird in the south is the leader of the birds. The elixir cave is transformed and the blue sky flows. The strange colors and five colors, the divine rituals and six symbols are here to guide me."

"The Xuanwu in the north is transformed into Taiyin. It is weak and dangerous. The surface is formed, and the turtle and snake are combined. It travels to the nine places, governing all spirits, and comes to me."

"The green dragon in the east is the essence of the horns. It spits out the clouds and is sings, shouts thunder and makes a sound, fly around the eight poles, travels around the four darks, and comes to stand at my left."

A strong wind suddenly blew up in the west, revealing a white tiger. A ball of fire rolled out in the south and turned into a vermilion bird. A violent vibration occurred in the north, and a Xuanwu drilled out. Another blue dragon in the east, blocking Lu Yun's path.

Spread beans into soldiers, sprinkle beans into soldiers.

There are many golden beans.

A blue dragon died, and another blue dragon came.

So Lu Yun fell into a formation.

"My fellow Taoist is already unlucky. As long as I am willing to go to Liangshan Temple with me, I will not harm my fellow Taoist's life!"

When the middle-aged Taoist saw the formation set up, he was not busy urging the formation and said with a smile.

It seemed that in the hearts of middle-aged Taoist people, Lu Yun had no chance of leaving under this formation.

"Stop talking nonsense, use your real skills!" Lu Yun stood in the formation and spoke out loudly.

How could he surrender?

If you can't win, you will run away...

What's more, it's not certain who dies and who lives.

"I can't understand it!" The middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly and activated the formation.

The West suddenly shook, the white tiger roared, and the sky was filled with ghosts and howling gods. Golden winds were so sharp that they shot up quickly.

boom!
To be continued...