plumnovel Chapter 32 Talisman Genius
Chapter 32 Talisman Genius
The golden armor is ripped!
Just as a stone thrown into a still pond creates a thousand ripples, the expressions of everyone around were shocked.
"Alright!" Yuantong shouted, gripping the stick tightly in his hand and taking a step forward.
The head monk Jingchen's breath hitched, and he stared intently at the young man and Zhang Zhenren, not daring to miss a single glance.
The nun Jingyuan beside her was slightly more composed, but her beautiful eyes also sparkled with admiration.
Her gaze was fixed on the boy's footsteps, her heart silent, filled only with a surge of affection and a thirst for exploration.
This Seven Star Steps technique may look immature, but it possesses an extraordinary and profound style!
The fight was just too fast, and the many ordinary people around couldn't understand the subtleties involved.
At that very moment, the golden armor shattered.
In an instant, Zhang Chengming entered a special state.
Everything around him slowed down, or perhaps his mind was highly focused.
Killing intent! An intent to kill without hesitation!
Even with his golden armor shattered, his face remained as it had been when he first faced a great demon with a life-or-death situation.
In a split second, his mind raced, and he threw the monkey in his hand!
The gleaming spear tip, which had been retracted and was about to be ejected again, was brought to an almost terrifying halt.
It's just missing the monkey's eye and a finger.
Furthermore, the tip of the gun was trembling incessantly.
Zhong Xuan abruptly pulled back his red-tasseled spear, his arm muscles twitching almost wildly.
This time, he suddenly withdrew his strength, his face calm, but in reality, he was not.
And in that very instant.
With another loud bang, the four talismans on the back of the monkey's head and neck exploded simultaneously.
"Brother Ren!"
The monkey let out a joyful cry, its body darting around the spearhead, revealing Zhang Chengming behind it once more. At the same time, blood was clearly seeping from its gums, staining the fine downy hairs around the monkey's mouth red.
"Hoo! Drink!"
Behind him, Zhang Chengming moved with lightning speed, his hands flashing as he activated the talisman and unleashed his magical power.
With a bang, the talisman exploded, and a thunderous sound burst forth from within.
The blue-white lightning moved like a snake, and it was even faster than the sound of thunder.
With a loud thud, it hit the monkey squarely on the back of the head.
Zhang Chengming thought this was something he couldn't avoid.
He spoke out of resentment; he felt intense hatred the moment he heard the other person say that they had just thought of it.
Another genius!
The Seven Star Steps are clearly a ritualistic footwork for making prayers at an altar, and should be performed using a magic sword!
This is the rule! It is the unchanging tradition passed down for thousands of years!
How dare he change it! How could he possibly change it!
They actually changed it to be used with a long spear, and even used it in such ridiculous hand-to-hand combat and against ordinary soldiers!
We're using a broken spear made of wood and ordinary iron that isn't even the lowest-grade magical artifact!
What a waste!
What angered Zhang Chengming even more was that he had actually sensed it!
The young man, who was stepping on the Seven Star Steps, combined with his spear technique, gradually exuded a mysterious and unpredictable Daoist aura!
He truly possesses the extraordinary talent of a genius among geniuses, a peerless prodigy!
Zhang Chengming's heart was already surging with emotion, and his face unconsciously clenched his teeth, becoming ferocious and gradually resembling that of a demon.
Unfortunately, it's not enough within this small, one-foot-wide area.
A single Five Thunder Talisman, capable of easily annihilating ordinary demons, is far from sufficient.
It was all because of one exception.
An anomaly in this world.
A unique supernatural power—the Tai Xuan Xin Hu Illumination Qi Method.
Zhong Xuan was perfectly clear-headed, and thus he was able to detect even the slightest movement when the thunder talisman was activated.
To the naked eye, this is a talisman; it is the lightning snake that is about to combine and activate after the talisman is opened.
But in the changes of Qi in the heart lake, in the observation of the mind.
Lightning moves faster than sound, and a single thought can encompass a myriad of things... enveloping everything in front of it.
Therefore, the long spear blocked the middle.
With a loud bang, most of the pear wood pole exploded and shattered into pieces.
The gleaming spearhead flew out, striking a young constable nearby. The constable still had downy hair around his mouth, but the spearhead had already grazed his neck, cutting him in an instant, and a large amount of blood splattered out wildly.
Then came the frantic shouts of the people around her. Master Jingyuan was awakened by the others. She tightened her grip on the jade bottle in her hand and quickly approached the injured while casting a spell. Her gaze kept drifting towards the fighting arena, which was empty in the middle of the long street and had a radius of seven or eight zhang!
Similarly, the boy and the monkey, who had finally reunited, were also momentarily disturbed by that side.
They both glanced in that direction, and then their eyes turned angry.
"Oh!"
The monkey immediately raised the black iron rod in its hand, squatted down on both knees, and with a leap, swung it high down.
With a loud bang!
He was clad in golden armor, which almost made some people nearby despair.
Everyone's hearts sank: Why another one?!
But then, the monkey's blow caused people's emotions to rise and fall in an instant!
That touched me!
The blow caused the surface of the golden armor to ripple like water; though not broken, it was still injured.
The Taoist even took a step back because the golden light had dimmed slightly.
It was a powerful, roughly refined black iron rod, with a striking effect and texture completely different from that red-tasseled ordinary spear.
On the other side, Jingchen, as a prince of the Jisai Kingdom, had a face as dark as black water, suppressing his rage as he issued a series of orders.
"Load the crossbows!" Several officers equipped with official crossbows immediately raised their hand crossbows.
"Raise your shields!" Several burly soldiers raised their shields—if they didn't have any, they simply picked up the tables that the shop had set up outside the door.
"You lot! Scatter immediately and go to..." Jingchen pointed out the locations of several mansions in the country with powerful official and private military forces.
The chief monk was completely enraged, and the chief warrior who accompanied the King of Jin Guang Temple did not stop either.
It was Instructor Yuantong. He was quick-witted; he hadn't stepped forward before, but now he immediately grabbed the iron rod that the patrolling monk had used to cover his head, strode forward, and threw it at the same time.
"Catch the baton!"
"good!"
Zhong Xuan watched as the monkey swung its staff three times with all its might, instantly drawing Zhang Chengming's attention.
He took several steps back, moved closer to Yuantong, and caught the iron rod that flew from mid-air.
As he retreated, he saw the monkey suddenly follow him.
It's not just about the monkey's three-pronged attack; you also need to retreat and regain momentum.
As soon as the shouts of the nearby officials made the monkey retreat, a burst of arrows came from the crossbow, dozens of small crossbow bolts shooting continuously at the Taoist figure!
His gleaming golden armor stood out conspicuously in the long, dark street.
But it was all in vain; the arrows struck the golden armor without even making a clanging sound.
The ordinary people were shocked and their faces showed various expressions of despair.
As soon as Yuantong got close, Zhang Chengming punched him angrily with the most despised, crude force.
With a bang, the martial arts instructor staggered back five or six steps before finally stopping.
Finally, Zhang Chengming was completely enraged.
Previously, it was only young geniuses who insulted him, so be it, but now these mortals?
How could I dare!
"I am from Longhu Mountain! A Purple-Robed Immortal from the Celestial Master's Mansion of the Han Dynasty!"
Zhang Chengming roared, his eyes twitching wildly.
He stared intently at the monkey and Zhong Xuan standing back to back.
Jealousy and murderous intent intertwined and surged within him, almost overwhelming his mind!
"How dare you clowns like you insult me so brazenly!"
Zhang Chengming's thoughts became increasingly conflicted and twisted.
Jealous of Zhong Xuan's talent and loyalty at such a young age.
Why? He's a genius in talismanic arts, having cultivated diligently for a century, and there are even more geniuses above him!
Why is it that this nameless youth possesses the Daoist talent he has always dreamed of?
Because it is a demon! A monster! An abnormal demon! It should be killed! It must be exterminated!
His thoughts finally became "clear" and unobstructed, and a strange smile unconsciously appeared on his lips, his face gradually taking on a ferocious, demonic look.
The nearby nun Jingyuan had already saved the person, and seeing this scene, her heart sank.
This person has actually fallen into demonic possession?
The teachings of the Bodhisattva and the temple arose in her heart, and she finally understood that there was no need to worry about the precepts anymore. Suddenly, she grabbed two lotus seeds from her bosom and, with her magical power, accurately flicked them at the man and the monkey.
"then!"
As Master Jingyuan spoke, she clasped her hands together and softly chanted the Buddhist mantra, "Amitabha."
As the person and the monkey caught the lotus seed, the Buddha's light surged from her body and from the lotus seed.
The monkey's tense body relaxed slightly, and the pain from its wounds lessened a bit.
A warm and cool power surged into Zhong Xuan's body, soothing minor injuries and replenishing his magical energy.
In the blink of an eye, their faces and figures visibly regained their radiance.
Zhang Chengming's face darkened as he looked at her, and then he glanced at the bald woman's face and saw that she looked even more gloomy.
"Good! Good! Good!!"
He gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his hand!
Before Monkey and Zhong Xuan could advance side by side again, four talismans flew out from his sleeve.
Each one radiated immense magical power, its runes and talismans flashing with powerful spiritual light.
Zhang Chengming pointed with his left hand and uttered a command:
"Certainly!"
The first immobilization talisman, emitting a faint white light, shot straight into the monkey's back like a shooting star.
The talisman caught fire naturally while it was still in flight.
As they approached their target, the materials had all burned away, leaving only a profound Daoist inscription.
The monkey reacted very quickly, trying to roll to the side to dodge.
The golden rune flew past its golden hair and turned back just as the monkey breathed a sigh of relief.
*Snap!* It hit the back of the monkey's head again, freezing him in place once more—with a thud, a halo of Buddhist light suddenly emanated from the lotus seeds on the monkey's body, repelling the immobilization talisman.
Meanwhile, in the direction parallel to the immobilization charm.
Zhang Chengming formed a sword-like finger with his right hand and shouted sharply:
"Slaying evil and purifying impurities, a swift sword is my constant companion!"
The second one, the Supreme Three Five Righteous One Alliance Power "Evil-Slaying Swift Sword Talisman", exploded directly in mid-air.
The golden talisman rapidly evolved into a three-foot-long crimson-gold sword light, upon which flowed a sharp killing intent to slay evil and destroy demons.
Its golden aura was also incomparably sharp, tearing through the air in an instant and emitting a piercing whistling sound.
The sword shadows flashed three times in an instant, each targeting one of Zhong Xuan's three vital points in his dantian: upper, middle, and lower.
Wherever it passed, it left streaks of crimson-gold sword marks in the air.
Not far away, a talisman flew toward Abbess Jingyuan, who had just used the lotus seed to help her.
Zhang Chengming then made a hand seal and shouted:
"town!"
The third mountain-suppressing talisman ignited upon landing, transforming into a beam of earth-yellow spiritual light that burrowed into the ground.
It stirred the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers of Jisaguo, causing the ground to tremble violently and crack open into deep trenches.
A massive, mountain-suppressing phantom several meters high rose from the ground, its surface covered with mountain-stone patterns. Carrying the heavy force of a mountain, it crashed down on Abbess Jingyuan!
In the blink of an eye, she was forced to unleash a surge of intense Buddhist light and magical power to withstand this small mountain of magical energy.
Zhang Chengming was slightly relieved upon seeing this, since the first immobilization talisman had been disrupted.
He has extensive experience in fighting demons and never underestimates weak opponents.
Then, with a quick glance, he made a hand seal and detonated the last talisman that flew into the air.
"Sweep away all evil, and raise the winds and thunder!"
The fourth Great Wind Evil-Dispelling Talisman unfolded and transformed on its own in the air.
Centered on it, a blue whirlwind suddenly rose up and swept out in all directions.
The gale carried tiny, incredibly sharp magical blades.
Street stalls were overturned in an instant, with tables, chairs, and benches flying everywhere.
Some of the officials were blown off their feet and screamed as they were swept away into the distance.
Some clung tightly to the tree trunks beside them, while the monks stuck their staffs into the ground to steady themselves, yet their clothes were still whipped about by the fierce wind.
Several weak civilians were blown dozens of feet away, crashing heavily to the ground or into houses.
The tornado's powerful winds even reached nearby houses, causing some fragile beams to snap and sway precariously.
In an instant, screams, sounds of collapse, and collisions mingled together.
Even those with magical powers were forced to retreat step by step, unable to withstand the increasingly intense wind.
Using the wind and her secret treasure to shake off the influence of the mountain-suppressing talisman, Abbess Jingyuan waved her sleeve again, and a soft Buddhist light, like a veil, enveloped a father and daughter who had been blown away nearby.
Zhong Xuan also retreated while reaching out and grabbing a little beggar who had been blown out of the alley. He then transferred his magic power to the child.
He used manipulation techniques and guided the flow of qi to pull the child back.
She held him protectively in her arms while gracefully retreating step by step.
"Go! Get out of the city quickly, lest the innocent be harmed!"
Zhong Xuan's clear voice pierced through the strong wind and reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Let's go!"
The monkeys also shouted loudly, their voices responding with a sound as clear as a piercing rock.
Some practitioners and warrior monks immediately dispersed and headed towards the nearby East Gate.
Upon hearing this, Abbess Jingchen and Abbess Jingyuan showed joy and appreciation on their faces.
Even in the face of life and death, this young man still cared for innocent civilians!
Such a mindset is truly rare.
The death of that wealthy man was probably well-deserved and certainly not the work of a young man.
Upon hearing this, some residents in nearby houses repeatedly chanted "Amitabha," their faces showing relief.
The terrifying tornado, which rose seven or eight zhang high, also relentlessly pursued Zhong Xuan.
It swept along the long street, and the wind had already swept up many tables, chairs, banners and other miscellaneous items.
Fortunately, their route became clear, heading straight out of the city, and many people immediately fled in other directions.
Some even turned back to look at the boy as they fled, their expressions a complex mix of gratitude and longing.
Even amidst this "battle of immortals," there are still people who are willing to remember them.
Zhang Chengming was furious to see that Zhong Xuan was still concerned about the lives of ordinary people.
"You brat! Don't run away!"
Jealousy and an even stronger murderous intent nearly overwhelmed him!
He considered himself a highly respected figure from the immortal sect and always regarded mortals as ants. How could he tolerate this young man's "hypocritical benevolence" in front of him!
Suddenly, golden light surged around him, and the runes on his golden armor lit up again.
The crimson-gold sword light turned back, carrying a fierce killing intent as it once again attacked Zhong Xuan.
At the same time, he placed a speed talisman under his feet, and his figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt, chasing after it closely.
The strong winds had not yet subsided, and Zhang Chengming's golden armor gleamed brightly in the gale.
The roar pierced the wind, causing branches and leaves to fall from the trees along the way.
"I swear I won't rest until I've killed you two beasts today!"
But the situation reversed, and it became his turn to swear an oath to kill the boy.
Even though he cast spells repeatedly, his magical power was already greatly depleted.