Book-traveling villain: The saint is trained into a witch at the beginning

Night.

He found an inn in the city and looked through the window at the construction site in the distance.

By this time, the mortal laborers had already fallen asleep.

And the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were still carving the formation patterns and installing the array eyes, and they were very busy.

"Obviously under the rule of the Demon Sect, why do they all seem to be happy?" said Fan to himself.

Obviously they were forced to leave their hometowns, and they had to do so heavy work every day, why were the faces of these laborers not only full of sadness, but their eyes full of hope?

What made him even more strange was that the Heavenly Demon Sect actually used the formation method to build a large row of bathhouses for the mortal laborers, so that they could wash off the dust of their bodies before they fell asleep.

The Demon Sect, which treats human life as a mustard, would even care about the lives of mortals?

Unconsciously, he remembered what Ersunoko said during the day.

I don't know when it began, Buddhism went from preaching Buddhism and persuading people to be kind, to responding to requests and even taking money to do things.

"Master, are all the things you have been teaching me wrong?"

"The righteous path prides itself on righteousness, but it is high above and ignores the sufferings of the world.

"The Demon Dao acts wildly, but on the contrary, he can put down his body and get along with mortals.

He looked up at a crescent moon in the sky and sighed heavily.

"Master, what is good and what is evil?" The

night is boundless, the moonlight is bleak, and the only response to the small is the faint blowing breeze and the occasional rolled leaves.

He turned around in a lonely way, intending to go to bed.

But at this moment, an inexplicable palpitation suddenly made him sleepy.

Lifan grabbed his Zen staff, jumped out of the window, and flew out of the city.

In the dark night, the golden Buddha light was extremely eye-catching, and the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were working on the construction site almost instantly discovered the hurried expression.

After leaving a few people to guard the materials of the formation, they followed behind Fan and also went out of the city.

At this time, in the mass grave ten miles away from Chengguan, an old monk in ragged clothes with a bloody aura escaping from his body was sitting in it.

The old monk had an oozing smile on his face, and there were words in his mouth.

Under his tutelage, the corpses of the demon beasts buried in the mass grave began to rot and stink, and emitted a disgusting smell of blood.

Wisps of evil qi emerged from the ground, scrambling to burrow into the old monk's body.

By the time he arrived, the aura erupting from the mass grave had reached the point of obscuring the sky.

In order to prevent the evil qi from drifting into the city and harming the innocent people, Lifan forcefully inserted the Zen staff into the ground and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Begin to chant the scriptures for the sake of these unwilling souls.

The light of the Buddha is faint, the scriptures are flying, and the whole person seems to have turned into a golden Buddha statue.

It's a bit similar to the Zen master of Heavenless.

As soon as the Heavenly Demon Sect disciples who followed him saw this battle, they knew that they couldn't handle it, and no one stepped forward.

After warning the city pass, they hid behind the trees, and the peasants waved their hands and probed their heads to observe the situation.

Lifan's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and a little sweat oozed from his forehead, and he was getting more and more struggling.

But he didn't take half a step back, still gritted his teeth and persevered.

The evil qi and the Buddha's light devoured each other, and they couldn't hold on.

Suddenly, a piercing sound of the blade rubbing against the air sounded in Fan's ears.

Frightened, he rolled to the side almost instinctively, narrowly dodging the attack.

He recalled the Zen staff, as if facing a great enemy.

"Where are the demons making trouble here?" he asked boldly.

A creepy laugh came out of the air.

"Boom...... Good boy, don't come to harm?"

Fan was struck by lightning, and the whole person stayed where he was.

Does he ......call

me a good boy?

No, it can't be

! He can't be my master!

"Don't talk nonsense, my master is a famous Heavenless Saint Monk, not a ......

" "Isn't it?" The old monk walked out of the evil aura slowly, and said with a gloomy smile

, "Isn't it a demon demon?" "Isn't it a bloodthirsty butcher?"

"Hehehe......"

After seeing his appearance clearly, Fan seemed to be drained of his strength, and his shoulders collapsed in an instant.

He had dreamed of reuniting with his master countless times, and he was even mentally prepared to bury his bones and erect a monument for his master.

He had thought about almost all of them, and thought he was mentally prepared.

But on the contrary, the once amiable and approachable Zen master stood in front of him in the most unexpected way.

"No, that's not the case...... Fan shook his head, two lines of tears slipped down his cheeks, "You're not my master, you're not him!" "

It seems that this old guy can't do anything else, this self-deception skill has been taught to you without reservation." The old monk raised his head and laughed, and said sarcastically, "Wutian is me, I am Wutian!"

"Why ......" asked weakly.

The master, who had always been regarded as his role model and goal, became what he is now, and he felt that his sky was about to fall.

"I and Wutian are one and the same, and we never separate each other. The old monk sneered and said proudly, "However, since he stripped me off with the Demon Attraction Sutra, it hasn't been anymore." "

Are you the master's demon?!" Lifan's eyes were red, and he waved the Zen staff in his hand and aimed at the old monk, "What did you do to my master!" "

No, no, no, I'm not his demon." The old monk stretched out a finger and shook it, "I am the other side of him, an existence that he has always refused to admit."

"He stripped me of me with the Sutra and tried to kill me. The old monk calmly recounted, "I have been fighting against him for twenty years, and in the end, I am the one who is the better one.

"Do you know why your master's cultivation suddenly changed day by day?"

"Because without me, the so-called self-cultivation in the Buddhist scriptures has all become bullshit."

"The cultivation obtained without hard work is naturally very easy!" As

he spoke, the old monk's expression suddenly became hideous, and the evil qi behind him also rioted.

"But why should I be abandoned?!"

"Since I was born into this world, I want to live, even if it is unscrupulous!"

Fan looked at the familiar and strange person in front of him in a daze, and his heart was mixed.

It turns out that people like the master also have a dark side in their hearts?"

Lifan suddenly whispered, "You're not wrong, but I'm still going to kill you."

"Because your very existence is a grave mistake. "

Hmph, a dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth!" The old monk roared angrily, and the monstrous evil qi immediately rolled up like a tsunami, "Let me teach you a good lesson for him, what are you right and wrong

!" "Rules are always written by the strong!"

"Master, if this is your last lesson to your apprentice......

" "Thank you, and then, go all the way!".