Chapter 424: Demonic Projection

There is a consensus in the cultivation world: every time the cultivation level is upgraded to a higher realm, the gap between the levels becomes larger.

In other words, in the foundation-building stage, Xiao Mian, who had just established his foundation, dared to challenge the high-level cultivators in the foundation-building stage. But after the formation of the elixir, the situation is very different. With Xiao Mian's realm of the initial stage of the golden elixir, he is still sure to win against Xin Yijian, who is at the middle stage of the golden elixir; but if he faces an opponent at the high stage of the golden elixir, even Xiao Mian himself is a little unsure.

However, at this point, Xiao Mian has no choice.

The bald man at the high stage of the golden elixir looked at Xiao Mian, then at Tuoba Ling, but he never dared to look at the little monk. It is obvious that his possession of the devil has not been completely sealed.

Perhaps, this is the reason why they have not grown hair yet...

But this does not hinder the strength of these bald men at the high stage of the golden elixir. After four of them trapped the quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator Zhu Yanji, the fifth person dealt with the other three.

As for Tuoba Ling, they did not take him seriously at all.

The little monk could only use his high-quality Buddha nature. Once the bald men were possessed by demons, their Buddha nature would become demon nature, and the little monk's Buddha nature would not be able to affect them.

According to their thinking, a high-level Jindan cultivator would be able to deal with a low-level Jindan cultivator easily, wouldn't that be easy?

But soon, the high-level Jindan cultivator realized how difficult Xiao Mian was.

Five-color sword dragon, Thunder Wing, Five Spirit Wall, Green Wind Fur, Divine Machine Crossbow, Soft Tongue Whip, Five Claw Blade, and occasionally various lightning beads and talismans poured down...

The endless stream of magic weapons and magic treasures dazzled the high-level Jindan cultivator. Every time he thought he was about to catch Xiao Mian, Xiao Mian slipped away like a swimming fish.

Seeing that the dark gold cage formed by his four companions was constantly attacked by Zhu Yanji, it was obvious that it could not last long. This man gritted his teeth and made a decision - risking being shot by the Divine Machine Crossbow, this man flew to Xiao Mian's side.

Most Buddhist monks practice some body-refining methods.

This high-level Jindan monk was once a Buddhist monk who focused on body-refining. With a copper head and iron arms, he almost overwhelmed monks of the same level. Seeing that Xiao Mian never let him get close, he mistakenly thought that Xiao Mian was just an ordinary monk, so he had the idea of ​​fighting hand-to-hand.

Among the five-color sword dragon, soft tongue whip, and divine crossbow, the latter's attack power is naturally the weakest. This is also the reason why the man is willing to bear an arrow from the divine crossbow and dare not provoke the other two big killers. Obviously, this bald man is not a reckless big fool.

However, his opponent is more cunning!

From the beginning, when he saw the bald man's strong physique that was taller than ordinary people, Xiao Mian vaguely guessed that the other party was once a Buddhist monk who was good at body refining.

Therefore, the so-called not daring to let the other party approach him was just an illusion he deliberately created-the so-called real is false, false is real, nothing more than this!

Under Xiao Mian's misleading, the bald man really took the initiative to come forward.

In terms of fist fighting, who is Xiao Mian afraid of?

When the man rushed to within three feet of Xiao Mian and raised his big fist like an iron ball, Xiao Mian's aura suddenly changed from ethereal to solemn.

In an instant, the poisonous relic in Xiao Mian's body spun at high speed, and the golden lightning merged into Xiao Mian's blood and flesh meridians, filling Xiao Mian's body.

At this time, Xiao Mian's eyes faintly revealed golden lightning.

The man had already discovered Xiao Mian's changes, but now he was close to Xiao Mian, and the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

Moreover, Xiao Mian had already jumped up at this time. Even if the man wanted to withdraw and fly back, Xiao Mian would not give him this opportunity...

The man's pupils shrank, but he did not retreat.

Although he was aware that Xiao Mian's changes were a bit strange, the man was very confident in his body refining skills. He did not believe that an ordinary cultivator could fight against his fists!

Unfortunately, Xiao Mian was not an ordinary cultivator!

Xiao Mian's fist slammed into the opponent's fist, and the golden light flowed, and the lightning flashed, and the lightning jumped and invaded the inside of the man's fist.

Almost at the moment when the lightning entered the body, the man let out a shrill scream, and a wisp of black air emerged from his head, hovering in the air and lingering.

That was the devil's energy!

However, the color of these devil's energy was only dark gray, but not black. Obviously, the time and degree of the bald man's possession of the devil were far less than the Dharma seal that appeared that day.

At this time, a Buddhist chant resounded in all directions.

"Ah-mi-tuo-fo!"

The little monk was chanting the scriptures at this time, of course, not because he was in a good mood and singing in the wind, but to awaken the Buddha nature of the high-level Jindan cultivator, so as to resist the invading devil nature.

It was the little monk who started chanting at the right time.

The scriptures the little monk chanted were not profound, and even Xiao Mian could recite them by heart. That was the Buddhist scripture that Buddhist cultivators recited every day - "Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita"!

Although the Heart Sutra is easy to understand, it is concise and profound. In addition, the little monk himself has a high Buddhist nature. As he recites, wonderful syllables linger around the high-level Jindan cultivator. As the little monk recites, the demonic energy on the man's head becomes stronger and stronger, and finally condenses into a black demonic cloud the size of a washbasin. Obviously, these demonic energies were forced out of the body by the little monk's recitation.

Xiao Mian found it interesting and suddenly had an idea to mobilize the golden lightning coefficient lingering on the outside of the poisonous relic, gather it on a finger, and then point it out.

The golden light penetrated the black cloud, and the black cloud dissipated into black gas. The black gas gradually disappeared under the swallowing of the lightning. At the same time, the bald man's face became painful.

"So the Prajnaparamita mantra is said, that is, the mantra is: Gate Gate Paragate Parasamgate Bodhi Svaha."

Just then, the little monk finished reciting the last mantra of the Heart Sutra, and the black air in the air completely dissipated, and the face of the high-level Jindan cultivator returned to calm.

Just when Xiao Mian thought everything was over, something strange happened.

A face suddenly appeared above the yellow sand and under the blue sky.

The face was handsome and vicissitudes, and the eyes were empty and deep. The face was facing Xiao Mian, motionless.

"Demon!?"

Even the little monk who was always calm in the face of change was shocked at this time.

The next moment, the little monk put his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to recite another scripture.

"Namo Sattatha, Sugataye, Arahadi, Samyaksambuddha write..."

The little monk was no longer reciting the Heart Sutra, but the Shurangama Mantra, which is known as the king of mantras in Buddhism. It is the most famous secret mantra for subduing demons in Buddhism. I don't know if the Shurangama Mantra of the little monk took effect. The face in the sky gradually became illusory until it disappeared, but the little monk did not dare to stop chanting.

The little monk did not let out a breath until he finished reciting the Shurangama Mantra.

Zhu Yanji broke the dark gold cage that imprisoned her at the right time. The four high-level golden elixir bald heads may have seen the failure of this assassination plan and turned around and left.

Don't chase the desperate enemy. Zhu Yanji was too lazy to chase him. If she fell into the opponent's trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain again, it would be a loss.

When Zhu Yanji returned to Xiao Mian and the other two, she found that Xiao Mian was standing there stupidly, not saying a word. The little monk, who was always calm, was looking at Xiao Mian with some worry. Zhu Yanji asked Tuoba Ling in a low voice.

Soon, Zhu Yanji knew about the projection of the demon just now.

Zhu Yanji's experience was naturally much richer than Tuoba Ling's. She was frightened when she heard the word "demon". Even though she practiced the ghost way of corpse, she was still afraid of the demon. Zhu Yanji understood why even the little monk was so nervous about the demon.

At this moment, Xiao Mian was alert and woke up.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay! It's okay! Sister, I will show my power and beat them to pieces!" Seeing that Xiao Mian didn't know about the change that happened to him just now, Zhu Yanji pulled Tuoba Ling and then shifted the topic to the bald man whose Buddha nature was reawakened by the little monk. Zhu Yanji kicked the bald man to the ground, and then pointed at his nose and asked: "Damn it! How dare you rob me?"

"This..., they don't seem to be here for Senior Zhu Yan?"

"Isn't it? There are four people besieging me, am I not the protagonist?"

"..."Facing the occasionally narcissistic Zhu Yanji, Xiao Mian felt powerless, and glanced at the bald man with a high-level Jindan. Seeing his pale face and dull eyes, he knew that this man's life was probably completely ruined. Just when Xiao Mian wanted to ask something, the little monk had already stood up and walked slowly towards the east. Xiao Mian opened his mouth, but finally turned to Tuoba Ling and whispered: "Let's go!"

Until the four walked a hundred feet, a strong wave of true energy suddenly came from behind, golden light rushed into the sky, true energy raged, and it turned out that the bald man exploded his golden elixir!

The true energy storm raged on the sandbar, and a roar echoed endlessly.

"Mahakasyapa! Why do you have to go back into samsara again!?"