Chapter 371 Bull Head and Harvest

As the Buddha box was opened, boundless Buddha light shot up into the sky, Buddhist sounds were heard, and auspicious auras were heard, as if the Buddha was preaching or the Bodhisattva was delivering the sutras. At the same time, an inconspicuous knife flew slowly into the air and slowly flew towards the old man with a staff, so slow that it made people anxious.

However, with the five hundred years of accumulated incense, vows and Buddhist blessings of the Jade Buddha Temple, even the old man with the bitter staff who has reached the realm of a wandering immortal cannot break free, not to mention that Master Guangzhi is suppressing him with his magical treasures.

At this time, a ghost boy with snot and tears all over his face flew over from a distance, and the old man with a bitter staff smiled silently like being frozen in amber. His soul ignited on his own, and he ignited the magic power he had cultivated for hundreds of years. Even with multiple restrictions, he was able to break free a little. Then he detonated the magic treasure without hesitation, and died together with Master Guangzhi's gold-inlaid jade ruyi. He also turned into bubbles the moment the knife touched him, and there was no trace of him in the world.

"Amitabha." The loss of a magical treasure was nothing to Master Guangzhi, but why did the jade bamboo staff show no reaction when he chanted the mantra? Could it be that it had been lost long ago as the old man with the bitter staff said?

Master Guangzhi's face kept changing. At this moment, something seemed to be startled in the depths of Yinshan Mountain. With a long inhalation, the shattered deathly clouds above Yinshan Mountain moved in response, as if being pulled into two tornadoes and sank into two nostrils that were larger than the cave.

Without the deathly mist covering it, the true form of this being was revealed. It was actually a bull demon that was a hundred feet tall and holding a steel fork. It came from the depths of the Yinshan Mountains. Every step it took shook the earth. The incomparably hard rocks and strange stones were like mud under its feet, turning into dust and merging into the soil.

"No, there is no demonic aura, nor blood. It's the Bull Head of the Underworld!" Yan Xu's face changed, and he pulled Xu Feiyan and Lin Xiangqiao straight to the cave. He did not dare to use the Ghost Gate Flag at all.

Are you kidding? If this guy is really the Bull Head of the Underworld, playing tricks in front of him is simply courting death.

With a roar of the bull, endless death air gushed out from the bull's mouth, mixed with countless ghost soldiers and ghost chains. Not to mention the millions of ghosts that had already died, even living people like Xu Feiyan and Lin Xiangqiao felt as if their souls were leaving their bodies. They couldn't use their magic power at all, let alone escape.

Fortunately, Yan Xu had the Tianxin Ring and the Tai Chi Diagram to protect his soul and body, and the Ksitigarbha Dharmakaya to guard him, so he was able to grab the two of them and return to the cave without being affected, but he was still secretly frightened.

In mythological stories, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Monsters are not even supporting characters, at most they are just odd jobs. But even if they don't know their true identities, they can just roar and directly harvest souls within a radius of hundreds of miles, no matter they are living or dead. This is a bit scary.

"Oh no, we have alarmed the underworld spirit!" Master Guangzhi's expression changed. He stretched out his hand to grab Kongming. A golden light flashed under his feet. He flew away directly into the air without any hesitation. His speed was as fast as teleportation. Obviously, he did not dare to face it.

"Hmph, Yinshan is not a place where you can come and go as you please." Niutou snorted coldly and stabbed out with the steel fork in his hand, breaking through the space. No matter how Master Guangzhi used his supernatural powers, he still could not escape.

As the steel fork slowly fell, Master Guangzhi threw Kongming far away, then clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Hundreds of years of practice turned him into a golden man, invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. However, under the steel fork of Niutou, he was like fragile porcelain. If it had not been retracted at the first touch, Master Guangzhi would have lost not only his body, but also his soul would have followed Brother Niu.

Kongming, who was left far behind, ran back with red eyes, picked up Master Guangzhi, whose body was oozing golden blood, and left.

Niu Tou turned a blind eye to this, put away his steel fork, turned around and returned to the depths of Yinshan Mountain. However, there was still no movement within hundreds of miles, and no one even dared to send out their spiritual sense.

Just kidding, Master Guangzhi is a big shot in Buddhism, but he couldn't even withstand a fork. Who dares to go out? Are they not afraid of being taken away by Brother Niu?

Yan Xu's heart moved, he gritted his teeth, and left the cave alone. As for Xu Feiyan and Lin Xiangqiao, they had already fainted due to the shock of their souls, and it was unknown when they would wake up.

There are not many reasons why Yan Xu goes out on an adventure, but they are very important.

First of all, Brother Niu has just cleared the area. There is not even a ghost within a hundred miles, let alone a person. It can be said that a temporary safe zone has been created.

Secondly, even the bravest people have to put their frightened hearts back before they dare to think again. After all, not everyone has the bronze gate as a retreat like Yan Xu, with Guandi and Mazu as their backers, and the newly refined Ksitigarbha Dharmakāya, so they have enough confidence to go out. In addition, Yan Xu is really curious about how strong the top combat power in this world is, and this requires going to the battlefield in person to truly feel it.

As he got closer, Yan Xu was surprised to find that his body was shaking, and he began to feel nervous. It took him a long time to suppress it with the help of two magic treasures.

"Just the aura alone makes me feel fearful instinctively, and he's just an immortal," Yan Xu said with a complicated expression.

He knew that he was not a strong man yet, but the aura alone made him tremble uncontrollably. Wasn't he too weak?

No matter what, Yan Xu now understands that he still has a long way to go before he can become a truly strong person.

When Yan Xu arrived at his destination despite all the discomfort, he immediately knew that this adventure was worth it.

The remaining aura and fluctuations of magic power at the scene made Yan Xu tremble all over and he couldn't control it at all.

This is not a spiritual problem, but a biological instinct that reminds him to stay away.

Unfortunately, the instinctive reminder was correct, but there were so many good things here that Yan Xu couldn't bear to leave.

The Buddha's light that has not completely dissipated in the sky is all pure incense power. As long as it is recovered into the system, it will at least be medium-grade incense.

Most practitioners don't have this ability, and Brother Niu, who has this ability, is too embarrassed to do it, so he can only give it to him.

Yan Xu couldn't wait to start collecting, and also found a wooden box, which was also a good thing.

The dead trees and dead cliffs that followed made him even more delighted, as they were all good things.

There was actually an iron vein in the Dead Wood Cliff. After it was broken, the scattered dark iron ore piled up like a mountain. The dead tree was also extraordinary. The tree heart and some roots still had strong vitality, so he immediately collected it with the Essence System.

Although there are many good things and the inheritance and treasures of Old Man Kuzhang have not been discovered yet, Yan Xu is not greedy.

This was enough. If he stayed any longer, the danger would not increase a little bit, but would increase exponentially, so he left immediately.

However, Yan Xu never expected that he would pick up the unconscious ghost boy and two broken magic treasures on the way back.

After a little thought, Yan Xu understood that it was probably the old man with the bitter staff who detonated his magic treasure in order to send the ghost boy away.

Before Yan Xu could pick up the magic treasure that fell on the ground, specks of green light drifted out from the broken staff and gathered into the appearance of an old man. Obviously, this man was the ghost boy's master, the old man with the staff.

(End of this chapter)