Chapter 35 Gap Ling Fu was Yun Tong's first disciple, and the one he cared the most about. One day in the future, he would pass the position of the head of Baishi Temple to Ling Fu. Therefore, he couldn't let Ling Fu fail here. If he lost the bet, he lost. At most, they could retreat to Cangliuzhou with Baishi Temple. Originally, Jingguo only had Baishi Temple, which was dispensable and like a chicken rib. Cangliuzhou was their base. The caves and resources were all there. Sacrificing the small to protect the big, Yun Tong has a clear idea in his mind. Ling Fu had a smug look on his face, his Fire Attraction Technique and Transparent Finger were very close to Zhong Qiu, but he didn't see the other party making any moves. "If you don't respond, you're dead." "These words," Zhong Qiu finally spoke this time, "are also given to fellow Taoist Lingfu." The animal heads transformed from the beads hovering in front of Ling Fu started to move again. Smoke was coming out of each animal head as if something was about to form, and now, a real dragon head was taking shape! As soon as this lifelike dragon head took shape, it opened its mouth and a dragon roar, like thunder, resounded across the sea. "Hmm." Ling Fu groaned. He was closest to the dragon head and was the most affected. Blood slowly flowed from his ears. However, it does not end there.
As soon as it took shape, the dragon head rushed forward. Even with the weakening of the strange power of the pill, its speed was not slow. It was hard to imagine how amazing its original speed was. As the dragon head moved forward, its black smoke gradually formed a dragon body. It was as if a door connecting to an unknown place had been opened. The black dragon had descended here from the unknown place through this door. Ling Fu's eyes narrowed, and a strong sense of crisis made his scalp numb. In his eyes, he clearly saw a huge ghost face suddenly appear in front of Zhong Qiu opposite. This ghost face looked exactly like the mask covering his face. After the two powerful spells suddenly collided with the ghost face, they disappeared silently. "No, impossible!" Ling Fu growled like a madman, but his hands did not slow down at all. Since the effect of this pill was not enough, he added some more. Three talismans were thrown out, all emitting spiritual light. The runes on each talisman turned into a sphere, wrapping Ling Fu, one layer after another. The result of using the three talismans at the same time was that Ling Fu's figure seemed to be annihilated in a golden cocoon, making it difficult to see clearly. The bronze bell was only the size of a palm. When it was summoned, it looked delicate and exquisite. As Ling Fu whispered the incantation, its size suddenly increased and turned into a giant bell above his head, with the mouth of the bell facing downward, covering Ling Fu and the golden light cocoon inside the bell. "Three golden shield talismans, plus my magic weapon, protect me together. I can block it." Although Ling Fu thought so, he did not dare to relax at all. The long dragon body swam gracefully, wrapping around the bell again and again. Although it was made of smoke, the huge force it carried was so great that it could be seen with the naked eye that it had pressed a noticeable dent into the bell. A dragon claw tightly grasped the top of the bell. The dragon head lowered and roared at the tightly wrapped giant bell. "Oh no." Ling Fu's face turned pale. He finally realized that he had made a bad move. Originally, the dragon's roar had hurt his ears. This time he placed himself inside the bell, and the dragon's roar passed through the bell wall and gathered in the small space, overlapping and echoing endlessly. "Puff——" A large amount of blood spurted out of Lingfu's mouth uncontrollably. His face visibly became weaker. He couldn't hear anything for the time being, and what was worse was that his sea of consciousness was also slightly injured. It was not his fault. In the process of fighting, there was no time to lose, and many defensive methods were almost used subconsciously. It was just that Ling Fu happened to bump into this strange black dragon, and its voice had such a powerful power. The bronze bell suddenly withdrew, and the black dragon took advantage of the situation to wrap it more tightly. The three golden cocoons made a tooth-grinding creaking sound as they entangled the dragon's body. In the blink of an eye, the outermost layer of the light shield had broken open. The golden shield talisman was the best defensive talisman in his hand. Ling Fu quickly threw out a few more defensive talismans. After activating them one by one, they were almost used to make up the number. In the blink of an eye, they turned into nothingness under the squeezing force of the dragon's body. Seeing this, Ling Fu was not disappointed. This was just a delay. At this time, without caring about saving his spiritual power, he used the Fire Attraction Technique and the Clear Finger at the same time, both of which hit the dragon. Zhong Qiu stood in the air far away, watching Ling Fu calmly as he tried his best to deal with his magic weapon. Gap. Yun Tong's heart was bleeding as he watched all this. This was a clear declaration of the huge gap in strength between the two sides. Even if they were of the same level of cultivation, the Ghost Face monks could easily suppress the Baishi Temple. Zhong Qiu only summoned his magic weapon to keep Ling Fu busy. At this time, if Zhong Qiu added another attack, it would be enough to make Ling Fu lose quickly. But he didn't. It's like a cat teasing a mouse in its claws. The key is to enjoy the fun.
"That's enough." Yun Tong closed his eyes helplessly, "In the third battle, I admit defeat." Ling Fu injured his ears and could not hear Yun Tong's words. He saw Yun Tong suddenly step in front of him and the black dragon suddenly disintegrated into black smoke. Then he realized that Baishiguan had lost the third battle again. The strong pressure around him dissipated at once, and Ling Fu seemed to have not yet come to his senses, muttering "Master". Yun Tong stood in front of Ling Fu and protected him behind him. He did not turn around to look at Ling Fu, but just raised his hand and waved, indicating that Ling Fu did not need to say anything more. Yun Tong could have waited until Ling Fu was unable to resist and his life was hanging by a thread before admitting defeat. But... there was no need for that. Yun Tong smiled bitterly in his heart. He was planning to learn more about the opponent's methods, but the real loss was on his side. The magic tools were broken, the talismans were consumed, and even his disciples were more or less seriously injured. If he continued to fight, he would lose a lot. "I hope you can keep your promise and not cross the three northern states." Yun Tong looked deeply at the three cultivators opposite. "Yeah." Zhong Qiu nodded perfunctorily. It seemed that they could break the agreement at any time and go south to other states of Jing State. Seeing this, Bai Shiguan and his people could only suppress their grievances no matter how unhappy they were. "Let's go." Yun Tong said coldly, and took Ling Fu, Feng Cong, and Shan Xing, three of his disciples, away. At this point, all the contents recorded in the Echo Talisman have come to an end. Rong Qing released the hand that was pressing on the talisman paper, her expression was a little complicated, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. She had thought that the strength of Baishi Temple was not as good as that of the ghost-faced monks, but she did not expect that the gap was so huge. In a one-on-one fight, the people from Baishi Temple have no chance of winning. This kind of cooperation... "Fellow Daoist Yu, have you changed your mind?" Yun Tong raised an eyebrow. "We can just walk away, but Fellow Daoist Yu is different. They will definitely kill you." (End of this chapter)