Chapter 1327 The Choice of the Monk Jinyu

Magic Cemetery.

The young golden monk exhaled softly, and a circle of golden light swayed from his third golden eye, as bright as the golden sun, shining in a large area around him, as if it was a high-level art of transforming divine consciousness into form.

"The surrounding circle of flames isolates the consciousness. Could it be that the Demon Lord of the Western Regions sent these people to ambush here? Besides, I didn't deliberately hide my identity all the way here. I just wanted to let the Demon Lord of the Western Regions know that I, Jin Yu, The young monk is here to save people. In this way, the lives of these twelve Golden Buddha Temple disciples will be valuable to the Demon Lord of the Western Region, and they will not be poisoned. "

The monks who were tied to the iron pillars were as happy as if they saw the Tathagata coming to the world when they saw the golden and jade young monk subduing the four Thousand-faced Ghosts in one fell swoop.

Ohh Ohh ohh.

Although their mouths were stuffed with rags and it was unclear what they were shouting, the tears welling up from the corners of their eyes were gurgling like springs.

This is the rest of the life after the disaster, and I cry with joy.

"Brothers, I have made you suffer, and I will untie your shackles right now." The young monk Jin Yang said humbly.

But just when the golden jade monk took a step to rescue the monks who were tied to the iron pillars.

The surrounding flame array suddenly dimmed, and the world became dark.

The next moment, the flame array suddenly lit up again, and under the dazzling firelight, there was an additional figure.

The steps taken by the golden jade young monk stalled, and he saw clearly who was coming.

The man was tall, wearing a purple robe, and under the wide brim of his hat was a man's face with sharp edges.

His face was expressionless, as cold as an iceberg.

The strand of hair exposed under the brim of the hat is purple, and a pair of pupils shine like amethyst.

"The Demon Lord of the Western Regions!"

Although the golden jade monk was prepared, he was still surprised.

The Demon Lord of the Western Region's movements were too fast, and his third golden eye didn't catch it.

"This guy's cultivation level is obviously above the Void Immortal Realm, even higher than that of Jiu Ku Master's uncle. He is really a very difficult enemy."

On the surface, the golden jade young monk was very calm, smiled slightly, and said: "How virtuous and capable the young monk is, he actually alerted the Lord Demon to come here in person. What? Does the Lord Demon also have inner demons that are still unresolved? Young monk, I practice Tathagata. Sutra, do the things of the Tathagata and be a Tathagata.”

He paused, his smile faded, and his face showed determination: "Professional in succumbing to demons!"

The man in purple robe did not directly answer the golden jade monk's question. Instead, he glanced at Duanmuling, Iron Corpse Madman, Qing Shui and Blood Monk who were either collapsed or standing dumbly on the field.

The man in purple robe clapped his hands and said: "A perfect performance of subduing demons. It is worthy of the golden jade saint son who single-handedly defeated the three demons at Demon Blood Peak."

The golden jade young monk said: "The Three Demon Lords have too many inner demons. I just relieve them of their inner demons. If they want to thank me, there is no need. It is just a small effort. Moreover, little monk, I never leave my name when I do good deeds. Don't Tell them that my honorific title is Jinyu Shengzi, my Buddhist name is Jinyu Little Monk, and my lay name is Jin Wuqing.”

"Haha," while laughing awkwardly, the purple-robed man took a step forward, and a gust of magic wind swept the ground, bringing a mountain of oppression, "Jinyu little monk, you are a good joker."

"Is it funny?" asked the little golden jade monk, "The Tathagata conquers demons and does the things of the Tathagata. I am a serious person."

"Well, I happen to have inner demons as well. Can I ask the Holy Son of Gold and Jade to use the Tathagata method to relieve my inner demons? Or just suppress and subjugate me directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the purple-robed man disappeared in a cloud of exploding purple mist.

The next moment, a group of purple mist exploded about ten feet in front of the golden monk, and a man in purple robe appeared.

Without pausing, the purple-robed man stretched out a hand with a five-finger iron hook and grabbed the golden jade monk's neck.

The third golden eye between the brows of the golden monk flashed, "I can still see 30% of this guy's movement trajectory, and 30% is enough."

The golden light swirled under his feet, and his body flew backwards like a wave against the shore.

Whoosh——

The figure of the little golden jade monk moved back three feet away.

The purple-robed man failed to succeed with his attack, and a circle of purple mist exploded where he landed. The mist rolled, purple electricity twitched, and the void rippled.

"What a powerful soul! If you are caught by him, you will be captured without mercy." The golden jade monk made a judgment and moved around like a startling dragon.

But the man in purple robe followed him like a shadow.

"Little monk, is this your Tathagata's method? It seems to me like a method of escaping?" The man in purple robe laughed while chasing.

The little golden jade monk was not angry, and did not confront the purple-robed man head-on. He just walked in circles in the venue and responded with a smile: "Hey. My Tathagata method is a way to save life. How about it, you can't catch me, can you?"

The golden jade monk spoke easily, but he was extremely nervous inside. The third golden eye between his brows kept flickering.

As time passed, I began to murmur in my heart, "The aura of this purple-robed man

There is no flaw in the body technique. If this continues, I can only have a head-on confrontation with him. I have just used the magic power of my eyes, and there must be a certain period of time before I use it again. Moreover, the stronger the opponent's soul power, the more difficult it will be for me to perform the spell. Even in my prime state, I am only about 40% sure that the Demon Lord of the Western Region will be able to use his magical powers. This guy's soul power is too powerful. "

But the man in purple robe was like a cat chasing a mouse, constantly chasing after him.

"Jinyu young monk, you entered the Western Region all the way without deliberately hiding your traces. That is, you are openly provoking me. What? I am right in front of you. You can't only have this ability, right?"

Before he finished speaking, the purple-robed man's body was filled with purple energy, and his aura increased sharply. He waved his hand, but his target was not the monk Jin Yu.

Boom boom boom.

The second level of the flame array on the ground was activated, and the encirclement began to shrink.

The fire circle continued to shrink, and it was about to swallow up the twelve monks tied to the iron pillars.

The monks were sweating profusely from the heat of the flames. They struggled hard, but could not break free, and were in danger.

Seeing this, the monk Jin Yu was angry and anxious, "Western Demon Lord! You?"

The purple-robed man said calmly: "What's wrong with me? I'll give you thirty breaths of time. When the time is up, those monks will turn into ashes in the flame array. If you can't save these monks, you will never be able to return to the Golden Buddha Temple. I will spread the word that these monks were killed by you who have become a demon. Do you want to show me your demonized state? I have accurate information that you are born with a demon root, and you got the ancient magic weapon Tianmo Gun at the Demon Blood Peak."

The monk Jin Yu gritted his teeth and trembled all over, saying: "Western Demon Lord, so your purpose is to see me become a demon."

The purple-robed man nodded and said: "That's right. A genius disciple of Buddhism who claims to be the reincarnation of the Buddha actually has a demon root. You say? How can I not be interested?"

The monk Jin Yu put his hands together and said loudly: "Wuqing——"

Immediately, a large amount of purple demonic energy rolled out of the monk Jin Yu's body, and his bones creaked all over his body.

In the demonic energy, the monk Jin Yu turned into a three-foot demonic Vajra. The purple runes in the space outside his body rotated into a formation, with a demonic domain.

Without pausing, the monk Jin Yu grabbed with one hand, and a purple light flashed in his palm, and the demon spear was in his hand.

The surface of the demon spear was a purple dragon, and the tip of the spear pointed at the purple-robed man opposite, and said sternly: "Western Demon Lord, is this the result you want?"

At this moment, the purple-robed man was stunned on the spot. When he saw the demonized monk Jin Yu, he even had an impulse to worship in his blood.

"This? This?" The purple-robed man was speechless.

The purple-robed man thought in his heart: "This is simply the legendary body of the demon! Could it be that this monk Jin Yu is really the reincarnation of the demon?"

The third Dharma eye between the eyebrows of the demonized monk Jin Yu turned purple, and a purple halo flashed in it.

The two confronted each other for only a moment.

The demonized monk Jin Yu let out a long breath and threw the demon spear in his hand aside with a clang.

His tall body shrank instantly, turning back into the appearance of a little monk in white clothes and jade face.

The little monk Jin Yu put his hands together and said, "Lord of the Western Regions, I know that even if I transform into a demon, I can't defeat you within thirty breaths. Moreover, once the Heavenly Demon Spear comes out, it will accidentally hurt the bound disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple."

The purple-robed man calmed down immediately and said, "Little monk Jin Yu, you know yourself."

The purple-robed man waved his hand, and a spell fell on the flame array, and the moving flames stayed within the reach of those monks.

The iron chains on the monks collapsed by themselves.

Those monks were no longer crying, laughing, or making a fuss at this time. Just now, they all thought they would be burned by the flames.

"The fire has stopped! The ropes have been untied! We are saved. Is this a dream?"

"We just walked through hell. It's so scary."

"The way the Saint Jinyu looked just now is not the Buddha, but the Demon."

"Oh my god, is the Saint Jinyu a Buddha or a demon?"

"He just saved us. He is our Buddha."

"He is the Buddha of Tathagata."

The monks who were rescued were a little overwhelmed.

The monk Jinyu said: "Western Demon Lord, why don't we make a deal? I will stay here. You can kill me or cut me up. It's up to you. What you need to do is to return the twelve disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple to the Golden Buddha Temple."

The purple-robed man nodded and said: "Deal!"

The monk Jinyu stood there motionless, clasped his hands together, and chanted: "Read the Tathagata Sutra, be a Tathagata person, do Tathagata things, I am Tathagata."

The purple-robed man walked up to the monk Jinyu, stretched out his right hand, and slapped the monk Jinyu on the chest.

The body of the young monk Jin Yu trembled violently, but his feet did not move half an inch, and the corners of his mouth were stained red.

"Magic spell - Yuan Mo Ban!"

A round of purple light spun out from the purple-robed man's palm on the young monk Jin Yu's chest, and the powerful

ban force went straight into the heart and soul of the young monk Jin Yu.

Bang!

A circle of golden light swayed from the body of the young monk Jin Yu, and it took a long time to dissipate.

He still chanted in his mouth: "Read the Tathagata Sutra, be a Tathagata person, do Tathagata things, I am the Tathagata."

......

Three months later, the twelve stick monks of the Golden Buddha Temple returned to the Golden Buddha Temple safely.

They brought back the news that the young monk Jin Yu exchanged his freedom for their freedom, and they were all grateful.

However, after discussion, the elders of the Tathagata Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple immediately blocked this news.

The elders of the Tathagata Hall then publicly issued a Tathagata Order.

The Tathagata Order stated that the young monk Jin Yu had completely become a demon and had entered the Western Regions Demon Dao. The Western Demon Lord was afraid of the revenge of the Golden Buddha Temple, so he released the twelve Golden Buddha Temple stick monks who had been captured before.

In this way, the face of the old bald men in the Tathagata Hall was saved, and the face of the Golden Buddha Temple was also saved.

But the little monk Jinyu was completely defined as a demon by them.

Otherwise, due to the face of the Golden Buddha Temple, who would be sent to rescue the little monk Jinyu?

Going deep into the Western Demon Cemetery to rescue people, even if most of the Golden Buddha Temple’s combat power was used, it might not succeed. The Tathagata Hall would not risk the Golden Buddha Temple’s assets for a little monk Jinyu who was neither a demon nor a Buddha.

If the real monk comes, he will lie.

The monk Jiuku, who was still facing the wall in the confession courtyard, trembled all over when he heard the news about the monk Jinyu. He smiled bitterly and said, "Monk Jinyu, my child, you have been wronged. You have the right to choose your own path."

The old monk stood up and paced back and forth in the room, pinching his ten fingers rhythmically, as if he was deducing the art of usurping life, and chanted, "Read the Tathagata Sutra, be a Tathagata person, do Tathagata things, I am the Tathagata."

An hour later, the old monk stopped, his mouth was red, and he sighed, "Monk Jinyu, my child. I am incompetent and cannot deduce your future fate."

Overnight, the monk Jiuku's body, which was already as dry as a dead tree, became noticeably thinner, hunched over, and looked much older.

......

Devil's Cemetery.

The monk Jinyu was imprisoned in the middle of a temporary purple stone magic circle.

Beside the magic circle, the Thousand-Faced Ghost summoned his original body.

He painted his eyebrows and eyes, spoke like a woman, and wore a plain dress with a waistband.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost General poked the Seven Evil Ghost Banner in his hand on the magic circle, and said confidently: "In the name of the Seven Evils, the dead souls obey orders, 100,000 demon soldiers, chasing souls and reborn..."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The Seven Evil Ghost Banner sprayed out rolling black ghost mist, and in the ghost mist, the hissing roar of evil ghosts could be heard.

The ghost aura was everywhere, and the devil's cemetery was even more terrifying.

Outside the magic circle, Qingshui Shangren and Xue Heshang ran wildly separately.

As they ran, they threw yellow talisman paper with blood curses on it in every corner of the cemetery.

Master Qingshui was sweating and soaking wet. He complained in his heart: "Brother Xue Heshang, what kind of punishment have we suffered? It will take several days to spread out 100,000 blood cursed military talismans. You must be thirsty, right? After I'm done, I will find fresh blood souls for you to suck to your heart's content."

The blood monk stuck out his tongue, and like a red dog, he got on all fours and kept throwing yellow paper talismans out with the broken golden incense burner on his head.

He would not stop until Master Qingshui called for a stop.

It took seven full days for the soul-chasing formation to be set up.

The blood monk's body was shriveled, and he collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

Master Qingshui was so tired that he fell on the body of the Blood Monk, muttering: "Brother Blood Monk, you are so kind to me. Let me lean on you and have a good sleep. I am so tired."

The Thousand-Faced Ghost twisted his waist and walked to the purple-robed man with lotus steps. He said in a feminine voice: "Master Demon, the soul-chasing formation has been set up. Next, we need to use the monk Jinyu as a matchmaker to attract the infusion of the demon spirit energy on the Demon Blood Peak to succeed."

The purple-robed man put his hands behind his back and asked: "How long does it take to chase the souls of 100,000 demon soldiers?"

The Thousand-Faced Ghost held his face covered with powder with his hands, thought for a while, and said: "This? I am not sure. According to past experience, it takes at least three months to activate such a number of fighting spirits."

The purple-robed man nodded and said: "Very good, I will wait for three months."

......

Xu Yang left Qingtie City and continued to head west.

Half a month later, he arrived near the core territory of the Western Demon Clan.

Like the cultivation sects in the Northern Territory, mortals are not allowed to enter and exit here.

Xu Yang sneaked into the city gate in the guise of a priest, and was allowed to enter just by slightly emitting the aura of the original demon.

Three days later, Xu Yang was very close to the Demon Cemetery.

"Golden and Jade Monk, my friend, wait for me, Xu Xiaoxian is coming!"