True Immortal of the Netherworld

Chapter 1326: The Little Monk Fights the Ghost Cultivator

In the dark night of the Demon Cemetery, everything is hazy.

Puff puff puff, puff puff puff.

The ground around where the golden jade monk stood suddenly saw tongues of fire about ten feet high. The tongues of fire formed a huge circle, with clusters of runes flowing between them, as if they were a formation that sealed the space.

At the same time, swaths of firelight illuminated this large area.

Under the light of the fire, several "big stones" originally scattered in the corners of the space gradually twisted and turned into human shapes, surrounding the golden and jade monk.

They are four ghost cultivators.

The thousand-faced ghost holds a jet-black ghost flag in front.

On the left and right are Qingshui Man and his human puppet Blood Monk.

Behind him is the iron corpse madman carrying a huge iron coffin on his shoulders.

The third golden eye between the brows of the golden monk kept flickering, and his body turned slightly, as if he could see several people clearly.

He clasped his hands together and said, "If the young monk's guess is correct, they should be the Thousand-faced Ghost, the Qingshui Man, the Blood Monk and the Iron Corpse Madman from the Shadow Organization."

"I am the Thousand-faced Ghost." The Thousand-Faced Ghost's small eyes like soybeans shot out a cold light, and he displayed the Seven Evil Ghost Flags in his hands, raising a large cloud of black energy, and his body was half-hidden in it.

"Little Monk Jinyu, if the Demon Lord hadn't ordered you to be captured alive, I would have really wanted to take you into the Seven Evil Ghost Flags in my hand and become one of my ghost slaves." Thousands of voices came from the black energy. The face ghost's cold voice.

The golden and jade young monk said: "Thousand-faced ghost, the Seven Evil Ghost Flag in your hand is an ominous thing. It is an evil treasure of the ghost realm that can capture people as ghost slaves. It seems that you often use it to commit evil. In fact, you are just a ghost slave of Qisha Ghost Banner. People who are controlled by evil things will not end well. "

The Thousand-faced Ghost got cold all over when he heard this, and then said with a look of disdain: "Tch—, he is indeed a guy with three eyes, and he immediately understood the treasure of the ghost flag in my hand.

To be precise, I am also one of the people who signed a soul contract with the Seven Evil Ghost Banners. Only the strongest soul among them has freedom, and the rest can only be controlled by the strongest one. "

The corner of the Thousand-faced Ghost's lips curled up into a half-smile, and he continued: "There really isn't a rare character with three eyes among the Seven Evil Ghost Banners, and you, a little monk, are eloquent. If you are included in the Seven Evil Ghost Flags, Ghost Banner, my senior brother also has an interesting person to keep him company on weekdays, so he won't be bored.

Having said that, if your soul is stronger than mine, everyone else in Onibata, including me, will become your ghost slaves, and you will control life and death. Isn’t this gameplay exciting? "

"That's not how life works. You should do the things of the Tathagata and act as a Tathagata. Thousand-faced ghost, you are wrong."

The golden jade young monk shook his head and ignored the Thousand-faced Ghost. He glanced left and right and looked at Qingshui Man and Blood Monk. He sighed and said: "Qingshui Man and Blood Monk, you two are both human beings, and you are both human beings." not human."

The people in Qingshui were dissatisfied when they heard this and shouted loudly: "I am an evil cultivator, an upright evil cultivator."

The golden jade monk looked at Qingshui Ren and said: "Your bodies are puppets, but you have a common heart. You two were friends before, right? If friends can do this, they can live and die together. We know each other. However, this is an evil path, because both of you have lost your true human freedom. Although your bipolar puppetry is overbearing, it is against human nature and should not exist in this world."

Hearing this, the Qingshui man twisted his nose, which made him look even more ugly, but he said with a proud look on his face: "Three-eyed young monk, you are right. All my ghost skills come from the evil spirit known as the number one in the Zhongyuan world. The ghost sect. My blood monk brother and I are close friends who live and die together. I first made him a puppet, and then I made myself a puppet, so that we are inseparable. Is not it good?"

Qingshui Ren's eyes flickered, and then became empty. At the same time, the blood monk's eyes lit up and he became the dominant one between the two.

The blood monk ventriloquised: "I, the blood monk, rely on blood souls to maintain my body, so I have to kill people to get the blood souls. The Qingshui man's body is a talisman puppet. He needs to absorb souls to grow stronger, and he also needs to keep killing people. . Qingshui Ren and I just want to be upright evil cultivators. What is human nature? Isn’t it that people will be punished for their own sake? What is freedom?”

The golden jade young monk's eyes turned cold and he said: "Amitabha. The inner demons of the two of you have been accumulated for a long time. Even if I don't save you today, young monk, you will eventually die of the inner demons."

After that, the golden monk turned around, looked at the Iron Corpse Madman, stretched out two fingers and shook it, and said: "Iron Corpse Madman, what is this?"

When the Iron Corpse Madman saw this, he immediately became interested. He usually had no one to play his favorite counting game with him.

He stretched out two fingers to count and answered decisively: "It's two."

The golden jade young monk shook his head and said: "Iron Corpse Madman, you are both the real one and the false one."

The iron corpse madman was confused. He looked at his own fingers, and then at the fingers of the golden jade monk opposite him. After a while, he said: "What? What you counted with your fingers was two, and mine counted with my fingers." Isn’t it two? Little white-faced monk, don’t lie to me, I don’t have enough education.”

The golden young monk said: "I mean, you are not you, but the iron coffin behind you is you."

"Hahaha," the Iron Corpse Madman laughed, "Everyone who knows my secret will be killed by me.

Damn it, you three-eyed little monk who specializes in exposing people's background is really abominable.

That's right, my body is just a body, and my heart and soul were cut out and sealed in the iron corpse puppet behind me using the secret method of the ghost.

In this way, my body and soul cannot be killed at the same time. This is how I can repeatedly kill powerful enemies in desperate situations. My heart is in the iron puppet, and I cannot eat. I need to constantly replenish my blood and soul to beat. Therefore, killing people and taking blood and soul has become my life. However, my dream is to become a mathematician, and counting is my favorite. "

The little monk Jin Yu shook his head and said, "The human body and soul are originally one. When they are separated, the person is not a person, and the soul is not a soul, but a demon. "

The iron corpse madman shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't understand. "

The little monk Jin Yu said sternly: "You guys are practicing the shameful ghost way forbidden techniques, but your heart has been possessed by the devil, which is called the devil way. I, a little monk, practice the Buddha way of Tathagata, and it is my mission to subdue the devil. "

The little monk Jin Yu said in a sonorous tone: "Tathagata! Subdue the devil! "

Before he finished speaking, the left hand of the monk Jin Yu, which was hidden in his sleeves, turned out, and in his left palm was a bronze bowl of ancient shape.

It was his magic weapon, the Qiankun Bowl.

A golden light from his third golden eye fell into the bowl, shook it, and turned into a bowl of golden soup.

Without pausing, the monk Jin Yu raised his head and poured the bowl of golden soup into his mouth, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"Ruthless--"

Instantly, the golden light on the monk Jin Yu's body was bright, and his body was divided into four.

"Buddhism-Golden Light Clone Technique!"

The four monks Jin Yu each looked at an opponent, surrounded their bodies with golden Sanskrit light bands, and rushed straight over.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost hurriedly transmitted the message: "Everyone, do your best to deal with it. The power of this little monk from the Golden Buddha Temple seems to be only at the peak of the Daoming Realm, but in fact it is more powerful than the Tianjie Realm cultivator. Don't forget that even the powerful Three Demon Lords were defeated by him. "

A young monk rushed over from the opposite side of the Thousand-Faced Ghost.

A golden light flashed from the third golden eye between the young monk's eyebrows.

The golden light rolled and turned into the shadow of a golden spirit fish.

Then the fish jumped over the Dragon Gate and turned into a golden dragon. Suddenly, the golden dragon entered the water and turned into a small golden spirit fish.

The two kept repeating, the fish turned into a dragon, and the dragon turned into a fish.

"The magical power of the Dharma Eyes - the illusion of reincarnation! ”

The Thousand-Faced Ghost, who was now filled with the magic energy of the Western Region Demon Lord, had already reached the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, but he still showed a rare panic when facing the attack of the Golden Jade Monk.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost's right hand holding the Seven Evil Ghost Banner shook uncontrollably, and he could only lift it up with both hands holding the Ghost Banner.

He urged his magic power, and waves of dirty ghost fog spurted out of the surface of the Ghost Banner.

The ghost fog may take the form of a green face with fangs, or an ox-headed horse-faced beast, or a fire-like angry mouth, but it could not stop the light of the fish-dragon reincarnation.

The light of the fish-dragon reincarnation was just in front of the Thousand-Faced Ghost, but the target was the eyes of the Thousand-Faced Ghost.

"The pupil technique of this little monk is too terrible. If you close your eyes to avoid his golden light of the Dharma eyes, you will be severely injured by his Dharma body following behind you."

The Thousand-Faced Ghost gritted his teeth, shook the Ghost Banner with his right hand, and pinched out a strange spell with his left hand, shouting: "Ghost slave transformation! "

Buzz!

The ghost flag rolled out a thick black gas, wrapping the body of the Thousand-Faced Ghost.

The ghost fog dissipated, and the Thousand-Faced Ghost disappeared, but a graceful woman wearing an exotic dress, with a snow-white neck and a plump chest appeared.

It was Duanmu Ling, a ghost slave sealed in the Seven Evil Ghost Flag.

Swoosh——

The golden light of the fish dragon poured into Duanmu Ling's pupils.

Duanmu Ling, who had just appeared, wondered: "Why did the Thousand-Faced Ghost give me the dominance of the Seven Evil Ghost Flag? Is he dead? I swore to kill him myself. I have always been a person who will avenge my grudges. "

When she saw the white-robed monk rushing over, she had already been hit.

Duanmu Ling stood there in a daze.

The story of her previous life flashed through her consciousness.

Southern Region, Monster Wood Mountain.

The Qingmu tribe's annual mountain god worship conference is being held.

The finale of the conference is to sacrifice a living wood demon in a raging fire.

The young female wood demon tied to an iron pillar with iron chains already looks like half a human, half naked, with scars all over her body. She cried and shouted: "Why do you people want to burn me to death? I have never hurt anyone. I just absorbed the spiritual energy of Monster Wood Mountain, and it took ten thousand years to turn into a half-human appearance. "

The old wizard of the Qingmu tribe said coldly: "That's because you are not strong enough. Monster Wood Mountain will give birth to a wood demon every ten thousand years, and the fate of each wood demon is to be sacrificed by fire. Because if you are allowed to grow, you will become the master of Monster Wood Mountain, and with uncontrollable power, you will kill humans at will. This kind of thing is clearly recorded in the books of the Qingmu tribe. Accept your fate, this is your fate. "

After saying this, the wizard threw the torch in his hand onto the pile of wood poured with oil.

The ruthless flames quickly ignited, and the howling of the wood monster gradually disappeared in the blazing flames.

The people of the Qingmu tribe cheered all around.

......

"Is this my previous life?" Duanmu Ling muttered to herself blankly, "No wonder I dislike everyone in the Qingmu tribe. It seems that it is reasonable for me to kill more than a thousand people in the Qingmu tribe. I really regret not killing them all at that time."

The golden and jade monk who followed the golden light of the fish dragon reincarnation had a word "天" flashing on his forehead, and poked a finger on Duanmu Ling's heart vein.

Bang!

"Buddhism-Heaven Soul Seal!"

A golden shackle appeared on the surface of Duanmu Ling's heart vein, and the whole person instantly lost resistance and could not move at all.

Not far from Duanmu Ling, a dark ghost flag, the spiritual light on the surface dimmed, and the ghost flag drooped decadently.

Elsewhere, a young monk rushed towards the iron corpse madman.

The third golden eye of the young monk lit up, and there was a golden shadow of a sitting Buddha.

The iron corpse madman saw the young monk use the magical power of the Dharma Eye, and hurriedly crossed the iron coffin in his hand across his chest, and quickly calculated in his mind: "Is it the real second or the fake second? Should I fight or not fight..."

The iron corpse madman was really panicked, and his trump card had been exposed by the young monk. Without the trump card, he didn't know how to fight.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the young monk and the iron corpse madman was only three feet.

The shadow of the sitting Buddha in the third golden eye of the young monk spun out and uttered the sound of Sanskrit chanting.

"The magical power of the Dharma Eyes - Heavenly Eyes to Calm the Soul!"

The Iron Corpse Madman hurriedly placed the iron coffin in front of him, and hid behind the iron coffin and trembled.

He was already at the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and thought he was strong enough, but today he was as small as dust in front of the Golden Jade Monk.

The shadow of the sitting Buddha flashed, magically passed through the iron coffin, and was cast into the eyes of the Iron Corpse Madman.

With a thud, the Iron Corpse Madman threw the iron coffin in his hand aside.

With a crash, the iron coffin opened.

With a snap, the iron-armored puppet in the iron coffin fell to the ground and collapsed like a pile of scrap metal.

And the Iron Corpse Madman's body murmured: "I am Zhen Er."

The word "Earth" flashed on the forehead of the Golden Jade Monk, and he stretched out a finger and poked the Iron Corpse Madman in the heart.

"Dharma - Earth Soul Seal!"

The Iron Corpse Madman suddenly lost contact with the heart and soul hidden in the iron puppet, and stood on the spot like a zombie.

......

Attacked at the same time, the two monks rushed towards Master Qingshui and Monk Xue respectively.

Master Qingshui panicked because his bipolar puppetry technique had just been revealed by the monk Jinyu.

His original soul kept switching between the bodies of Master Qingshui and Monk Xue, and he shouted in panic: "You can't catch me, you can't catch me."

Suddenly, Master Qingshui's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again. On the contrary, Monk Xue's eyes dimmed and lit up again.

The character "人" flashed on the forehead of the rushing monk Jinyu, and kept switching between the foreheads of the two monks.

When the monk Jinyu approached Master Qingshui by three feet, Master Qingshui's eyes just lit up.

Master Qingshui didn't have time to perform the soul transfer technique, and roared: "Look, my sword will cut you!"

The Taoist sword in the sword box behind him was unsheathed, held with both hands, and slashed at the monk Jinyu.

The third golden eye between the monk Jinyu's eyebrows flashed, and a Sanskrit character rolled in it.

The next moment, Sanskrit characters flew out, and delicate array patterns swirled around, like a small array.

"Dharma Eyes Divine Power - Heart Demon Brahma Realm!"

Qingshui Shangren held up his swords in both hands and stopped in mid-air, but his pair of swords trembled and could not fall.

The Jinyu Monk in front of him disappeared, and turned into the blood monk covered in blood.

The Blood Monk said viciously: "Qingshui Demon Dao, you soaked me in the blood talisman poisonous water for 49 days and refined me into a human puppet. Do you know how painful it is for me?"

Qingshui Shangren was dizzy and said: "Blood Monk Brother, you? How did you recover your original memory? Is my human puppet technique invalid?"

Bang!

The Jinyu Monk poked a finger into Qingshui Shangren's heart and said coldly: "No! That's your inner demon."

"Buddha Dharma - Human Soul Seal!"

Golden light spun from the tip of the Jinyu Monk's finger, locking Qingshui Shangren's heart.

Master Qingshui looked at the Blood Monk in front of him again, and he had turned back into the appearance of the Golden Jade Monk.

There was no panic on his face, only joy, and he said: "It's great that you are not Brother Blood Monk. My human puppet technique is useful, and Brother Blood Monk will not turn against me."

With a clang, the Taoist sword in Master Qingshui's hand fell to the ground, and the main body could not move.

Master Qingshui was hit, and the Blood Monk on the other side immediately collapsed to the ground. He was just a puppet body.

The Golden Jade Monk who rushed towards the Blood Monk dissipated in a ball of golden light, but was just a fake clone.

Next, the three golden clones of heaven, earth and man merged into one again, turning into the appearance of a white-robed monk.

The cloud brocade cassock outside the Golden Jade Monk rolled up, and he said decisively: "Tathagata! Conquer the demon!"

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