In order to eat, I signed a contract with the system

Chapter 693: Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio - Fairy 65

Perhaps it was because he had expectations, or perhaps it was because he saw hope. After hearing the news that his daughter was coming, the dead look on Fu Tianchou's face finally faded a little. He opened his eyes with difficulty, looking much more energetic, and confirmed with Ruyi and the others: "Qingfeng, Yuechi, are they here?"

Zhiqiu Yiye saw that his situation was really heartbreaking, and nodded quickly: "Yes, they are right behind, Master Fu, you must not die!"

"You, you... are you really... here to get rid of demons?" Zuo Qianhu, who was seriously injured and was relying on the medicine fed by Zhiqiu Yiye to hang on to his last breath, was only concerned about the future of the dynasty at this moment. When he heard Ruyi and the others say that they were here to get rid of demons, he forced himself to cheer up and tightly grabbed Ruyi's skirt with his only remaining hand, staring at Ruyi intently, asking for a definite answer.

Seeing this, Ruyi couldn't help but admire Zuo Qianhu's determination. She nodded seriously and said to Zuo Qianhu, "Yes, we are here to get rid of the monster."

Seeing that Zuo Qianhu still didn't let go after she answered, Ruyi knew that he was still uneasy. In order to reassure Zuo Qianhu, Zhiqiu Yiye beside him quickly assured him: "Zuo Qianhu, don't worry. Ten years ago, we were not as skilled as others and could only flee in panic when facing the national master, but now ten years have passed, and we are no longer the same as before."

"In order to destroy the National Master, this eight thousand year old monster, we have not only practiced hard in seclusion in the mountains for ten years, but we have also come here today with the 'World's Number One Swordsman' Taoist Master Yan Chixia and Master Baiyun. We are determined to kill the National Master today!"

Zhiqiu Yiye was not exaggerating when he said this, he was really confident. Ten years had passed, and he believed that the strength of both sides had changed a lot. Not to mention the national master with 8,000 years of cultivation, even if the real body of the Black Mountain Old Demon with 10,000 years of cultivation came, he could solve the problem.

"That's good, Your Majesty. He... he was knocked unconscious and taken away by the Imperial Master's men..." Captain Zuo felt relieved after hearing Zhiqiu Yiye's explanation. He also recognized Zhiqiu Yiye and Ruyi. He thought that since these two people were able to deal with all the monsters in Huangjue Temple ten years ago, they should be able to deal with the Imperial Master now.

"Your Majesty, he...he is in your hands!" So Captain Zuo prepared to tell Ruyi and Zhiqiu Yiye the whereabouts of the emperor, wanting Ruyi and the others to rescue the emperor. Unfortunately, not only Ruyi, who was not from this world, was indifferent to his request, even Zhiqiu, a 'local Taoist priest' born in this dynasty, had an ambiguous attitude.

“Sir Zuo Qianhu, this…” The change of dynasties has its own destiny. Judging from the current situation of the Golden Dragon, the fortune of this dynasty, it would be of no use even if they eliminated the imperial teacher and saved the emperor. Moreover, as Zhiqiu understood, the captured emperor was not a wise ruler from the beginning. Even if he was deceived by the imperial teacher, he squeezed a lot of people's money for his own enjoyment. The heavy taxes and levies were not all arranged by the imperial teacher, but the choice of the emperor's heart.

In other words, the captured emperor was not a good emperor, otherwise he would not be easily deceived by the imperial teacher. At the same time, according to fate, this emperor was already a king who lost his country. Perhaps it would be better for him to die like this. Even if he was rescued, he would still be overthrown by the people, and then more people would be harmed.

It's a pity that although Zuo Qianhu is loyal to the emperor, he doesn't care about the people. He is only loyal to the emperor. Seeing Zhiqiu Yiye's difficulty and trying to persuade Zuo Qianhu, Ruyi shook her head helplessly and said to Zhiqiu Yiye: "Zhiqiu Yiye, you stay here and wait for Ning Caichen and the others, and protect Master Fu and Zuo Qianhu by the way. I will go and deal with the remaining monsters here first."

In the back hall of the altar, Master Baiyun and Yan Chixia have officially confronted the big boss, the old centipede Pudu Cihang. As soon as they entered, they saw Pudu Cihang sitting on the high platform with his eyes closed, ready to absorb the golden dragon's luck, with dozens of demon monks with thousands of years of cultivation guarding him.

"Put down the butcher knife, and you will become a Buddha instantly. Put down the butcher knife, and you will become a Buddha instantly. Put down the butcher knife, and you will become a Buddha instantly..."

As soon as Yan Chixia and Master Baiyun came in, they were hit in the face by the Buddhist sound magic combined with the evil monks. Fortunately, both of them were people with firm Taoism. Although the chattering Buddhist and demonic sounds in their ears were annoying, they quickly eliminated most of the influence of the Buddhist and demonic sounds and quickly thought of a way to counter them.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the profound Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty, and he was able to overcome all sufferings..." Master Baiyun immediately put down his staff, crossed his legs, clasped his hands together and began to chant. As a monk, how could he tolerate these evil monks doing such evil things in the name of Buddhism?

Master Baiyun added his own Buddhist teachings to his voice. Even though he was alone, the sound of his chanting was still able to block out the Buddhist and demonic sounds of dozens of evil monks. However, Master Baiyun was still weak alone, and the Buddhist teachings of the two sides could only resist but not defeat.

With the help of Master Baiyun, Yan Chixia was finally able to relax. He was a Taoist priest and did not understand Buddhism, so he could not help Master Baiyun fight, so Yan Chixia chose to defeat him with force.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, Qiankun sword technique, Xuanyuan sword, go!" Looking at the culprit on the high platform, Yan Chixia knew the truth of capturing the king first. Immediately, a sword light flew out from behind and stabbed straight at Pudu Cihang on the high platform.

In front of the dim altar, a dazzling sword light pierced through the dark space like lightning. The momentum of the Xuanyuan Sword was astonishing. The evil monks on both sides were captivated by it. The voice of Buddha and Demon suddenly stagnated, and the flaw was immediately revealed.

Master Baiyun at the side seized this opportunity and increased the input of Buddhist teachings. For a moment, the entire space was filled with only the sound of Master Baiyun chanting. The corresponding Buddhist and demonic sounds were shattered like chickens and dogs by Master Baiyun's Buddhist sound. Many demon monks who were chanting vomited blood because their spells were interrupted, and their breath instantly weakened.

On the high platform, Pudu Cihang couldn't help but become anxious. He was about to wipe out the golden dragon consciousness of the entire dynasty and was only one step away from swallowing it. However, he didn't expect that at this critical moment, Yan Chixia and Master Baiyun rushed in and interrupted his spell.

Pudu Cihang didn't want to pay attention to them, and only wanted his descendants to stop the two to buy time for him, and then deal with the two uninvited guests after he succeeded. But Pudu Cihang didn't expect that Yan Chixia and Master Baiyun would be so powerful together. The descendants he specially left behind with a cultivation base of more than a thousand years could not resist them for even a quarter of an hour.

"Waste!" Pudu Cihang, who was already a little irritable because of being interrupted once, became even more restless when he saw his descendants being annihilated one after another by Yan Chixia's sword light. Seeing that Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Sword was stabbing at him, Pudu Cihang didn't care about absorbing the golden dragon of luck, and broke out of the skin at the moment when Xuanyuan Sword pierced the skin of the national master, and turned into a giant centipede a thousand feet high, soaring into the sky, and then surged towards Master Baiyun and Yan Chixia.

"Yan Chixia, old monk, I want you to die!"