Begin immortality by slaying demons

"Senior brother, I always feel something weird in my heart."

The Taoist priest of Ziyun Sect looked at the towering city wall in front of him and quickly stepped into the city gate. The female disciple suddenly stopped.

"..."

The male disciple's face also changed slightly. He stared straight at the city guard next to him, and found that the other party seemed to be unable to see him at all. In an instant, a large bead of sweat fell from his forehead.

"broken!"

Jianyang Mansion is blessed by the imperial energy, and few people dare to use evil methods here. In addition to the earth master, there must be other immortal officials sitting in the government office, and the prefect himself can also command the imperial energy to defend against enemies.

Unless the Bodhi Sect practitioner does not want to live anymore, he will never dare to commit murder in the city.

The two of them have been targeted for a long time!

This journey was not the direction back to the city at all.

Thinking of this, the male disciple suddenly looked towards the city gate. What caught his sight was not the familiar long street at all, but instead seemed like he had entered a dim temple.

There was only one statue standing in the temple. Although his back was to the two of them, judging from his clothes, it was obviously the same person as the statue they had seen in the house before.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the city gate suddenly closed, blocking out the last ray of light and cutting off their retreat.

The Taoist couple stood back to back, their faces instantly turning pale.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.

In the fight between two Bodhisattva practitioners, the three fools who randomly got involved were the fish that were affected.

My life is over!

…

The same dark temple.

The tall young man slowly stopped walking, closed the manuscript in his hand, and raised his eyes to look forward.

It was not that Shen Yi had never experienced deception before, but this was the first time he had encountered such a method that made him completely unaware.

On the high altar, the statue with its back to the temple door began to move slowly.

Dust fell, it shrugged its shoulders and looked back.

He was obviously wearing a monk's robe, but he had a mouse head on his head, and a sardonic smile appeared on his slender mouth.

It turned around, sat casually on the altar, stretched out its hand to twist its long beard: "Do you know why I came to you first?"

Before Shen Yi could answer, it already lengthened its voice and said sharply as if it were singing a big show: "Because you're cheap!"

"With no background and no strength, I dare to get involved in anything."

Like a eunuch, this rat demon stretched out his index finger and clicked it a few times, then said in a preaching tone: "Who will die if you don't die?"

The two sect disciples obviously didn't know that this matter was related to the Bodhi Sect, but the people in front of them were different. They were holding the Bodhi Sect's lotus pedestal. They must have known what kind of person they were looking for.

This made the rat demon feel offended.

What made him even more dissatisfied was that even after he came forward, the young man still showed no fear or fear. He just stood there like an idiot, neither kneeling down nor begging for mercy.

Killing him so easily could not make the stupid dog Zhikong feel the deepest guilt in his heart.

At this moment, the rat demon's ears moved.

The next moment, a thunderous roar sounded outside the temple.

"Stop it!"

Along with the low roar, there was also the deafening sound of swinging a stick.

During the roar, the entire dark temple trembled violently!

The stick seemed to hit the rat demon's back, causing it to stumble and fall off the altar. The injured body was now suffering from a relapse of the old disease, and its rotten teeth were stained red with blood.

It was as if he was aroused by severe pain.

The rat demon smiled instead of being annoyed, rubbed his heart, then stood up straight again and circled slowly around Shen Yi: "Do you hate him? He is a high-ranking Bodhisattva practitioner. It can kill you."

If you want to get rid of Zhi Kong's pursuit, you must defeat the monk's Buddha's heart at once.

"And you?"

"What are you?"

The rat demon smiled ferociously, slowed down his pace, stood in front of Shen Yi, and looked over with a half-smile.

Then the whole smile froze on his face.

Even though the sticks outside were falling like a violent wind and rain, making its figure become more and more stooped, it could not change the expression on its face at all.

The rat demon stared blankly at the young man.

I saw the other party take out a white rhinoceros seal from his sleeve without any haste, and hold it quietly in his palm.

On the fair and handsome face, a pair of dark eyes are extremely clear.

The young man seemed not to say anything, but also seemed to have said everything.

He is nothing, he is a direct order of the Immortal Court, a seventh-grade Immortal Official, and a parent of the same place.

"I...I..."

The rat demon suddenly swallowed and his eyelids couldn't stop twitching.

Although nominally, the three religions rule the Immortal Court together, and the Bodhi Sect is one of the components of the Immortal Court, there is no need to fear the Immortal Officials... but this does not include ordinary practitioners.

Strength is strength, status is status.

When it comes to the Immortal Official, let alone a renegade practitioner, even if it is a serious practitioner of the Venerable Seat, it will be difficult for anyone to protect it.

What's more, this person is cultivated in the Tao realm and holds the seventh-level immortal seal. Who would believe it if he said that there was nothing behind it?

"Lord Immortal, this may be a misunderstanding."

The entire temple trembled under Zhi Kong's smashing, and the rat demon's body also trembled.

It didn't quite understand that although it had committed a serious crime, it was a religious matter and it was not a violation of heavenly laws. How could it attract the pursuit of an immortal official? !

"call."

The risk of using this Immortal Seal is too great. Shen Yi was just observing to see if there was any other way to solve it.

To deduce the technique in front of a walker is almost the same as seeking death, and Master Zhikong can't get in for a while.

Now that the seal has been taken out...what's the misunderstanding?

Shen Yi is not a benevolent person who only uses the seal to hit people.

He clenched his five fingers slightly, and the four great immortal powers quickly flowed into his body, making his skin glow with warm white light. His whole body was like jade, and his clothes were flying. He had already reached the realm of true immortals.

"Hey!"

When the rat demon noticed this change, he pulled out a mixed iron rod from the void to protect himself, and his body violently swept towards the high platform!

At the same time, Shen Yi's mind was slightly moved.

At the moment when the four great immortal powers blessed his body, he suddenly found that something in his body moved.

The treasure mountain taken from the Moving Mountain Sect had been in a dormant state. At this moment, under the infiltration of immortal power, it actually emitted a brilliant light.

Shenyue... Zhenqingtian

Shen Yi looked forward, and everything in the temple was frozen, including the slightly swaying firelight and the rat demon that jumped into the air.

The rat in a monk's robe had ferocious features, as if it was stuck in a quagmire. Its hands tightly grasped the iron stick, but it couldn't swing it at all.

The roars outside the temple continued.

Another stick shook the temple and hit the rat demon's back. With the suppression of Shenyue Zhenqingtian, it was completely unprepared this time and took the stick hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

What shocked it the most was that even the blood it spurted out was suspended in the air.

In the entire temple, only the black-shirted young man was not affected. He walked slowly, passed through the blood, and then strangled the rat demon's neck with one hand.

Boom!

In an instant, the rat demon was thrown to the ground like a broken sack!

It used golden light to protect its body, which was obviously the authentic way of the practitioner, but it was much weaker than that of Monk Zhikong.

Shen Yi made a fist with five fingers and smashed it towards the face of the rat demon!

The fist with jade light attached to it broke the thin golden light and smashed its cheekbone.

Blood splashed on the jade-like skin, adding a bit of hostility to the fairy-like young man. "Too much bullying!"

The rat demon finally broke through the divine mountain confinement and swung the stick to smash.

However, the whole temple was under the control of Shen Yi. He clenched the iron rod with his backhand and pulled it hard. The rod fell into his hand.

Bang——

The long boots stepped on the chest of the rat demon and pinned it to the ground. Shen Yi raised the long stick expressionlessly, and the four great immortal powers were poured into it. In an instant, the stick had already smashed the rat demon with vast power.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The dull sound of broken bones and tendons echoed in the hall.

Shen Yi smashed the stick down tirelessly, and the blood stained the hem of his clothes and even splashed on his face.

The rat demon groaned at the beginning, and then his head tilted, and gradually died. His whole body and the monk's robe were rotten and mixed together, and he could no longer see the human shape.

Clang.

Shen Yi finally threw away the iron stick, leaned over and pulled it up, fumbling for a moment, and a blood-stained scripture appeared in his hand.

The scripture seemed to be made of gold pages, and the blood beads fell on it, but it would not seep into it.

He shook it twice, and he could see the four words "Dragon and Tiger Sutra" on it clearly.

The paper pages rustled, and the words on it quickly appeared in Shen Yi's eyes.

At the same time.

The whole temple slowly dissipated and turned into a cemetery.

There were only a few rat holes left in the cemetery.

Monk Zhikong held up his long stick and stared at the scene in astonishment. After a long time, he blinked twice.

The black-shirted young man with blood all over his body was holding a dead body in one hand and the Dragon and Tiger Sutra in the other hand. With the night wind blowing through the graveyard, it was quite absurd.

At another rat hole.

The two Taoists of Ziyun Sect, who had been paralyzed on the ground, also stared at Shen Yi with distorted features. They had not recovered from the shock just now.

They tried hard to clear their thoughts, but found that their minds were getting more and more confused.

Two Bodhi sect practitioners were fighting, and they wanted to deal with the three mortals who accidentally got in.

And now the mortal was standing there, holding the immortal in his hand...

Looking at the indifferent expression of the young man, he was indeed a habitual offender, but a murderer.

"Here."

Shen Yi walked slowly to Master Zhikong and handed him the Dragon and Tiger Sutra.

Monk Zhikong was stunned for a long time before he quickly put away his stick and took the sutra with both hands. The other party helped to retrieve such a precious fruit position, but he didn't mention the matter of reward.

Even though he didn't have much experience in the world, he still felt embarrassed.

"Thank you, donor!"

Monk Zhikong took back the Dragon and Tiger Sutra and bowed again to express his gratitude. However, after glancing at the sutra, he obviously noticed something wrong.

The sutras involving the fruit position of the practitioner... will leave traces after being flipped through by different people.

It seems that flipping through it only once is not a big deal.

But they are all people of this realm, who doesn't have a photographic memory?

He was stunned for a moment, quietly glanced at the two Taoist companions of the Purple Cloud Sect who were still alive, sighed in his heart, and continued to thank him. At the same time, he silently brushed the sutra to disperse the traces on it, so as not to be discovered by the elders in the sect.

If it weren't for Shen Xianyou, I would have committed a great sin.

Hmm, I seem to have forgotten something.

Monk Zhikong looked at Shen Xianyou's empty, bloody right hand. What did he hold just now? How come it disappeared all of a sudden?

Damn! It's my senior brother!

At the moment Zhikong reacted, Shen Yi turned around without giving him a chance to speak.

There is no precedent for letting go of the monster he killed with his own hands.

However, Master Zhikong's subtle movements just now also caught Shen Yi's eyes. Although he didn't know what the specific purpose was, looking at the master's guilty look, it was likely that he was helping to cover up something.

He needs to be more careful in the future.

"..."

Monk Zhikong smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart.

Shen Xianyou's style of doing things is indeed strange, but the other party is definitely not a bad person. He can still see this.

Besides, the other party helped so much.

That's all.

But he was also a little curious. Shen Xianyou obviously had not entered the realm of true immortals, and had never practiced the way of the walker. How did he defeat his senior brother?

Monk Zhikong didn't have the habit of talking too much, so he quickly followed.

"Master Zhikong! Senior Shen! Wait for us!"

The Taoist companions of Ziyun Sect had just escaped death, and they were still in shock. How could they dare to stay alone? They propped themselves up and chased after the two people.

"..."

Shen Yi didn't have the mind to care about anything else now.

He frowned slightly and stared at his panel in silence.

A few simple prompts.

[Kill the seventh-grade rat demon, the total life span is fourteen tribulations, and the remaining life span is five tribulations, which has been absorbed]

[The remaining demon life span: two hundred and one tribulations]

According to what Master Zhikong said before, one tribulation is equal to 129,000 years.

Shen Yi calculated it over and over again, and made sure that he had not lost anything, so he was relieved.

Then he turned his attention to the other two prompts.

[Seventh-grade. Three Tribulations Lotus Platform Method: Not yet started]

[Fifth-grade. Dragon and Tiger Sutra: Not yet started]

Master Zhikong was indeed not lying. If there had not been an accident later, the other party would have given him a practitioner's skill comparable to the true immortal method just because of a small matter.

But compared to this Three Tribulations Lotus Platform Method, the Dragon and Tiger Sutra obtained from the rat demon is simply inestimable in value.

To obtain the fruit position and enter the realm of Arhat is equivalent to Taiyi Sanxian.

It only takes 81 tribulations, and I can pick nearly three!

"Donor, it can't be contained."

Monk Zhikong followed Shen Yi silently to avoid embarrassment, but he didn't dare to say it too bluntly. He could only look bitter and try to organize his words: "The third-grade lotus platform can't hold too big a fruit. If you want to subdue the dragon and tiger, you need at least a six-tribulation lotus platform."

He looked at Shen Xianyou's face. Does he really want to practice? !

No, as the saying goes, changing careers is like crossing a mountain. From a casual immortal to a walker, even the ancestor has changed. Is there no psychological barrier at all?

"..."

Shen Yi's face stagnated slightly, and he coughed twice. Sure enough, he was discovered.

He simply pretended not to understand.

Now that he had the corpse of the rat demon, he didn't need to ask Master Zhikong about many things.

The group went to the land temple with different thoughts.