Xia do not stay

Chapter 427 Dropping Blood to Suppress Evil, Deter Thunder with One Hand

Gu Yang looked at Lei Dao.

This knife is about three feet long, with a thick back and thin blade, with a slight curvature, like a crescent moon. The handle of the knife looks like a dragon's head.

With just one glance, he fell in love with this knife.

Holding the handle of the knife, he felt a scorching power pouring into his body continuously, and there was a faint roar of fighting spirit in his heart.

"Good knife!"

Gu Yang admired it, but it's a pity that the sword spirit was banned by the blood and was in silence, unable to fully appreciate the power of the magic weapon.

Thinking of this, Gu Yang stretched his finger on the blade, and the next moment, a drop of golden blood slowly seeped out.

Immediately, the strange fragrance filled the air, and everyone around was shocked by it.

This is the essence of Gu Yang's blood, tempered by the true energy of the sun, it is like the blood of the Golden Crow, as strong as it is yang.

The abbot's eyes were shocked.

The fairy in the myth, a drop of blood can kill human flesh and bones, and kill demons and ghosts, Gu Yang doesn't seem to be far away.

As Gu Yang's blood fell on the knife, bursts of blue smoke burst out from the filthy black blood, and the screams of the ghosts could be faintly heard.

This is of course not true, but the spiritual thoughts in the blood of the True Demon of Six Desires were dispelled by Gu Yang's blood, and he was completely defeated in the spiritual confrontation.

But Thunder Knife was still bleak, and seemed to be still sleeping.

The abbot was a little puzzled, did Gu Daxia fail?
"Hehe, this little guy is acting with me."

As soon as Gu Yang finished speaking, the Thunder Saber exploded with endless thunder, like a thunder dragon, wanting to break through the air.

This is to pretend to be dead, and then sneak away while Gu Yang is not paying attention.

However, Gu Yang's eyes are like a torch, and he has seen through its tricks long ago. The right hand holding the handle of the knife glows with a golden light, and the 72 acupuncture points spurt out a torrent of energy and blood. With unparalleled divine power, he holds it firmly, like a mountain, Never been shaken.

Boom!

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and countless thunderbolts tore through the sky, which were as thick as buckets, and fell towards Gu Yang in unison.

The Thunder Saber is originally a magical weapon forged from the body of the ancient Thunder God. It can mobilize the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder to attack Wushuang, and it is extremely powerful and fierce!
"Hehe, what a strong horse."

Gu Yang smiled, and at the same time, a huge statue of Buddha appeared behind him.

The golden body is six feet long, with one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground, which is exactly the Dharma image of self-respect.

As soon as this dharma image came out, the universe was condensed, the sky was shaken by thunder, and before it reached Gu Yang, it dispersed with a bang, as if it had been cut off.

However, Lei Dao did not give up.

Its blade was lit up with bright lightning, which made it difficult for the abbot and others to look directly at it, and the raging thunder was shocking.

Gu Yang, who was holding the knife, felt numb all over his body, and even felt a little uncomfortable with the strength of his physical body.

But the power of thunder is still increasing, and lightning strikes continuously in the sky, but instead of striking Gu Yang, it falls on the thunder knife, providing it with even more powerful power.

It is not an easy task to subdue a divine weapon, especially such an unruly and warlike killing divine weapon.

The ancient immortals called it sacrificial refining. Sacrificial refining of a magic weapon requires a lot of hard work. The shortest is a few months, and the longest is a year. It is definitely not a day's work.

Gu Yang laughed out loud, his whole body glowed with glazed golden light, he let the thunder strike him and remained motionless, as if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was sitting in the eighteen levels of hell.

The abbot and the others even took Situ Zhaixing away from him long ago. After being shocked, they also thought to themselves, if it was them, how long would they be able to withstand it?

The result made them very frustrated. Even the strongest abbot might not be able to hold on for a moment, let alone be as relaxed as Gu Yang.

"Amitabha, brother abbot, Gu Daxia's golden body seems a little different."

An old monk frowned.

Another old monk also nodded and said: "It is rumored that when Moonlight Bodhisattva attained fruition, he cultivated a moonlight glazed golden body, which is somewhat similar to Gu Daxia's."

The abbot shook his head and said, "So what, do you still want to make him a monk?"

The old monk said emotionally: "He can cultivate into a golden body, he must have the root of wisdom, if he can really—"

"Stop, don't even think about it!"

The abbot said angrily: "Don't say that his martial arts cultivation is far superior to mine, even if he really wants to become a monk, we Shaolin dare not accept him, otherwise, the next day, Shaoshi Mountain will be hacked by His Majesty with the Xuanyuan Sword! "

……

I don't know how long the confrontation lasted.

In the end, Lei Dao seemed to realize that it was difficult for him to shake this terrible man, and gradually restrained his edge, and the thunder light slowly dissipated.

The surrounding area was already scorched black, and the earth was riddled with holes.

However, Gu Yang was still dressed in white clothes better than snow, not even a single strand of his hair stood up, his hair was as long as ink, soft and smooth.

A hazy consciousness came from the blade, it was the sword spirit actively communicating with him.

"Come in……"

Gu Yang smiled slightly, knowing that he had initially obtained Lei Dao's approval, and the next step was to talk to Dao Ling spiritually and truly subdue it.

The sword spirit in Thunder Saber is new. This kind of sword spirit is ignorant and has a strong temper, so it takes the most effort to tame it.

Unlike the old fritters like Xuanyuanjian, when he saw that Rushuang had the air of an emperor, he decisively recognized the master, saving time and effort.

Gu Yang was not in a hurry to subdue it, but first said to the abbot: "Master, I am going to borrow the precious land of your temple for a while, so I am bothering you."

The abbot hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's just that the true demon of six desires is watching in the dark. He negotiates extensively in the way of magic, and he may unite with many old demons. Gu Daxia might as well send a letter to His Majesty, and send more experts to help."

Gu Yang shook his head and smiled, and said, "Don't be so troublesome. Ever since I killed Yan Qingya, the Demon Sect has been hiding in hiding. Those old demons see me as a thorn in their side. Why isn't Gu?"

"Since they want Gu's head, then Gu will give them this opportunity to clean up these rats hiding in the gutter just before the decisive battle with West Kunlun!"

The abbot bowed and sighed in admiration: "Amitabha, Gu Daxia is magnificent, and the old monk is far behind. I, Shaolin, are united, and I will definitely live up to Gu Daxia's entrustment!"

"By the way, what about the old monk who sweeps the floor? I didn't feel his aura when I came back this time."

Gu Yang suddenly asked.

The abbot's gaze moved, and he said: "The divine monk seemed to have realized something after meeting Gu Daxia last time, so he went into seclusion immediately, and he hasn't left the seclusion until now."

Gu Yang suddenly became interested, and said: "Even I can't feel his breath, either he died, or he broke through."

The abbot had a bitter face, and at the same time there was a trace of expectation deep in his eyes.

Gu Yang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I hope he is the latter."

……

Back Mountain of Shaolin, Bodhidharma Cave.

An old monk with white eyebrows was sitting on the futon, skinny, motionless, not even breathing, like a dead person.

It's just that his aura is getting more and more ethereal, like a bodhi in the void, not causing dust.

(End of this chapter)