novelapdf Chapter 803: The Day That Had Been Foreseen
Chapter 803: The Day That Had Been Foreseen
Chapter 803 A Day Long Foreseen
As the waning moon turned into dark day, his eyesight began to slowly deteriorate, until dark day came and his vision was completely covered with a layer of darkness.
When looking at things during the day, everything is a blur of light and shadow, and if something moves, you can see the moving outline. When looking at things at night, everything is pitch black, and only the light source seems to shine through the gray fog and form a dissolving circle.
When the dark night passed and the new moon gradually grew out, his eyesight slowly recovered and the sight in front of him became brighter and brighter.
The Fox King Lingying was then certain that his eyes had not been cured. Although the Moon Laurel sent by Gong Mengbi had lifted the Taiyin curse, it had made the god in his reborn eyes become some kind of "Moon God" related to the phases of the moon.
A full moon is divine, a dark moon is not divine.
Although it is better than being completely blind, it is still not as good as the original eyes.
The Fox King Lingying was angry, but he didn't hate Gong Mingfu for it. He knew that if he killed someone, he would be killed. If he were Gong Mingfu, he would do something even more ruthless. This pair of eyes was a small punishment.
Compared to the masters of Tianhuyuan, Gong Mingfu was already kind. It was a pity that this kindness could not help him overcome all difficulties, but instead gave others an opportunity to take advantage of him.
He couldn't defeat the masters of Tianhuyuan.
The Fox King hid in the deep mountains and forests to lick his wounds. Because his eyesight was sometimes sharp and sometimes not, he often had to go out when his eyesight was good to collect some plant essences for healing.
The Buddha statues in Lingying Temple have all been destroyed, so there is no need to go back. He has committed a crime again, and it is not easy to seek shelter from old friends. The best plan is to hide in the mountains and forests for decades, and wait until everything is settled.
But such a plan is just wishful thinking.
On the second day before the full moon, the Fox King Lingying was practicing by the water. One of the dragon horns of his dragon god form had been cut off by Gong Mingfu, and it had not recovered yet. He still needed to be nurtured by water energy and slowly recuperate.
A strange fragrance blew in the wind, and the Spirit Fox King held his breath and concentrated, then opened his eyes. He sat cross-legged on a bluestone by the water. The moss on the stone was soft, and he almost merged with the stone. Even the moonlight would ignore him.
Two people wearing ghost masks came in the wind, dressed in black, almost blending into the moonlight.
There was a chilling killing intent that made the Fox King Lingying's eyelids twitch. The Fox King Lingying's mind tightened and he said slowly: "I knew this day would come."
One of the men in black said, "We have been looking for you for a long time. We didn't expect you to travel all the way south from Mount Wutai and hide in Mount Wuyi again."
Another said: "It took us a long time, but finally there is a result."
The Spirit Fox King stood up, the muscles on his face twitching slightly, and said: "I did what you asked me to do. It's not my fault that the wild fox has great magical powers."
"The master is also reluctant to part with you. You are no ordinary person, as you have been able to cultivate to the fourth level with the help of the Eight Incarnation Sutras. It is a pity that a chess piece like you is discarded before it can even play its role."
"In that case, why don't you give me a way out?"
"There is no other way. Now the wild fox is in power. If we can find you, the wild fox can also find you. You will never be able to escape. It won't matter if the wild fox catches you, but we can't leave any handle in Tianhuyuan, so we have to let you down."
The Spirit Fox King's face was as stern as iron. He looked over with gloomy eyes and said, "Then let's give it a try."
The two black-robed men wearing ghost masks laughed loudly and said, "We are all here in front of you, and you still want to resist?"
"court death!"
One of the men in black suddenly vanished in front of the Lingying Fox King. The hairs on Lingying Fox King's body stood on end. He twisted his body, and his Taoist robe changed shape, turning into a suit of armor that stuck to his equally deformed body.
This changing figure has an indigo face, long fangs, six arms and three heads. It holds a shield in one hand, a spear in the other, a bow and arrow in both hands, and a divine stone in both hands.
The moment he turned his body, the hand holding the shield had already pushed backwards.
There was a sound of metal clashing, and a wisp of black smoke with a cold glow disappeared from in front of the shield and disappeared into the darkness.
The three heads of the Spirit Fox King turned, always on guard.
“Yaksha Dharmakāya.” The black-clothed man who had not moved sneered and said, “We were the ones who gave you the Eight Incarnation Sutras, and now you are using them on us.”
"Look what this is."
The man in black stretched out his hand and opened a jade box, revealing a piece of shiny jade bone inside.
As soon as the jade box was opened, the jade bones emitted layers of golden light, shining on the Spirited Fox King.
The Spirit Fox King immediately noticed that his Yaksha incarnation's movements had stagnated, his magic power had become rigid, his spirit was heavy, and all his magical powers were suppressed.
A cold light jumped out of the darkness, and the Lingying Fox King only had time to turn his head before an indigo head flew up and fell to the ground. Its essence quickly dissipated and was eroded into ashes by the wind.
The Spirit Fox King cried out in pain, and the Yaksha's form changed again, but this change seemed to be stuck and became extremely slow. The five forms revealed layers of light and shadow, but became a big melting pot.
The man in black holding the jade bone looked at the Fox King with the eyes of a dead object.
"There is a flaw." Another cold light pierced over and pierced into the spiritual spirit of the Spirit Fox King. In just a moment, all five Dharma images were dispersed, revealing the true form of the Spirit Fox King.
There were long bloodstains on the face of the Lingying Fox King. He covered his bleeding shoulder and kept backing away, with a blood-red light in his eyes.
"The nemesis of the Eight Incarnation Sutras, this Buddhist scripture really has a backup plan." Five illusory Dharma images were scattered around the Spirit Fox King, and began to weather, turning into white smoke with the scent of incense.
"There is no problem with the Eight Incarnation Sutra, but it was comprehended from this golden body relic, and is also restrained by this relic. Spiritual Fox King, we know that you will not die obediently, so we have no choice but to ask for this relic to carry with you."
The Fox King Lingying laughed miserably and cursed: "You will not die well."
If one loses control of his mind, he will reveal even bigger flaws.
There was no doubt that the next moment, a cold light pierced out from the darkness and hit the temple of the Lingying Fox King.
But the cold light missed.
The Fox King Lingying stretched out his hand to catch the cold light, and then he saw its true form: it was a slender fang sword.
The flesh and blood on the five fingers of the Spirit Fox King were gone, and the white bones were holding the Fang Sword. His red eyes looked in the direction of the Fang Sword and said, "I caught you."
The five incarnations of the god completely turned into white smoke in an instant, and condensed into a huge fox image, which swallowed the man in black holding the fang sword in one gulp.
The black-clothed man holding the relic suddenly turned pale with rage, and before he could even put the relic away, the fox image in white smoke had already approached him.
Without caring about the relics falling to the ground, the man in black summoned his magical power and suddenly stretched out a huge black ghost hand from under his feet and grabbed the smoke fox.
The pitch-black ghost hand and the smoke fox were in a stalemate in the void. The spiritual fox king looked at the man in black and chanted a secret spell.
The man in black felt that the energy around him was hooked by the Spirit Fox King in an instant, and red blood flew out from the Spirit Fox King like a chain and landed on the man in black, connecting the two.
The Lingying Fox King held the fang sword with his bony five fingers, and a fierce light flashed in his red eyes. The next moment, the fang sword turned around and stabbed fiercely into the Lingying Fox King's own chest.
"Ah!" The man in black suddenly screamed. A terrible puncture wound appeared on his chest and blood gushed out.
The bloody chains collapsed, but this was enough.
At the moment when the man in black lost his mind, the white fox broke free from the ghost claws and swallowed the man in black in one bite.
The Fox King Lingying struggled to pull out the fang sword from his chest, and his face turned as pale as gold paper.
He picked up the relic tremblingly and staggered into the darkness.
The white fox's Dharma image completely disintegrated, and it changed from a huge monster to only a little fox shape, and fell on the Spirit Fox King.
"When will the next time be?"
The Fox King's magic power collapsed, his spirit collapsed, and he bled profusely. He thought again: "If I don't survive today, there won't be a next time."