I am immortal

Following Lu Chunyang's movements, everyone's eyes fell on the fortune teller. He was so frightened that he didn't even swallow the meat and almost choked to death. Then he stood up suddenly and shouted: "What do you call me? I object, I be opposed to!"

"You want me to die!"

"Hahaha, with me here and your strategy and calmness, my old friend, how could anything happen?"

The fortune teller almost jumped up: "Fuck!"

"You recognized the wrong person, oh no, you recognized the wrong beast, right?"

"Strategy?"

"I don't have that thing!"

"calm?"

"Who the hell can calm down!"

Lu Chunyang drank and laughed, and said: "Anyway, old friend, you will understand me in the future. What I say now."

"Anyway, you have forgotten mine, so I don't need to insist on our friendship. Come here for Pindao."

He stretched out his hand, swept his sleeves, and used the magic of the universe in his sleeves to pull the fortune teller over. However, in an instant, a terrifying murderous intention directly targeted Lu Chunyang. The next moment, the Taoist's sleeves directly Shattered into powder, a fist moved forward calmly, the terrifying oppression seemed to freeze the void, and then shattered layer by layer.

Lu Chunyang instinctively retreated, raised the sword in his palm, and resisted the punch forcefully, his expression suddenly changed.

He stepped back several steps, his face turned pale, and the smoke dispersed. The emaciated monk stood in front of the fortune teller. With only one punch, he forced back the Chunyang Sword Immortal who had been famous for thousands of years. His eyes were calm. , but seemed to have endless majestic and surging murderous intent, which was suppressed by all the meditation, maintaining peace, and said:

"He said he wasn't going."

"Chun Yang Sword Immortal, can't you hear me?"

Lu Chunyang smiled freely and looked at his right hand. The huge power, like the roar of a dragon and elephant, was still causing severe pain in his wrist, as if his soul was about to be injured. This showed the terrifying cultivation of the monk in front of him, and said: " Master, this is..."

The monk said calmly: "The Sword Immortal knows that it is the holy land of the Blue Lion."

"Know."

The monk added: "Then you know that if you sneak in there secretly, you will have a narrow escape from death."

Lu Chunyang looked at the monk in front of him and said, "I know."

The monk clasped his hands together and asked calmly: "So, in your lineage, in order to save people, be generous to others, regardless of the safety of others, and even force others to risk their lives for the whereabouts of your senior brother, right? ? It is a danger if your senior brother is in danger, but it is not a danger if the lives of others are in danger."

"Even if he doesn't want to go, you have to force him to go without hesitation."

"Yeah?"

"It is good to sacrifice others for oneself, and it is good to be generous to others."

"What a disciple of Tao Ancestor!"

"It's because you are so willful and self-centered in everything. To put it nicely, you are indulgent and to put it poorly, you are extremely selfish. Thousands of years ago, you even interfered with the lives of others for the sake of your own affection. From the beginning to the end, it has not changed. It seems to be carefree, but in fact it is almost paranoid, and it is just now that it has not fallen into the eyes of Taozu."

"This is how I fell into the realm. I lost my status as a god. I was knocked out of my chest and thrown into the lower realm."

! ! !

Lu Chunyang's eyes narrowed and he stared at the monk in front of him. The latter's face was sad and peaceful, and he said:

"He has heard that fellow Taoist Qi Wuzhuo is fine."

"Since you trust his power, why don't you believe what he hears?"

"Do you want to see Qi Wuhuo, or do you want to see that girl Siyou?"

Lu Chunyang pressed his sword and said with a lazy smile, "That's a talented senior brother I've never met before."

"Of course I went to see Miss Siyou first, and then I went to see how my senior brother was doing."

"What the great monk says is very vicious."

"It seems that you have lost your original intention of Buddhism, but remember, don't be disturbed by the demonic thoughts you suppressed. If something happens to your foundation, it will be more terrifying than ten thousand ordinary demons. and tricky..."

The monk was startled, then frowned, sighed, bowed slightly, and said, "The poor monk just made a mistake."

"Sword Immortal, forgive me."

Lu Chunyang waved his hand and said: "You are right, I have been sitting here for a thousand years, trying to control my character, but I can't control it. If others tell me about the flaws in my character, if I am still angry, Wouldn’t there be more problems with the Taoist heart? Hahahaha, but I’m afraid my character won’t be able to take this step.”

"It's so difficult to be carefree and carefree, but to only follow my own path..."

"Why don't you just become a land god and be free?"

Lu Chunyang looked at the great monk, then at the fortune teller, and said, "Forget it, old friend, you hide it so well..."

"In this way, you can draw the road and trajectory to the Blue Lion Clan, and I will go by myself."

Su You looked grateful.

"Thank you, Sword Immortal."

"After this is done, there will be a thank you gift from Qinyin Pavilion."

It is of course dangerous to go to the Blue Lion Monkey King's place to investigate the situation.

Lu Chunyang smiled freely and said: "Thank you? Okay."

"Then, just ask you to sing and dance for me when the time comes."

"It doesn't matter. After all, it's not beautiful for a beauty like you to look miserable these days."

Su You was stunned, and then seemed helpless and dumbfounded.

"As expected of this sweet-tongued pure man."

"Don't forget to seduce the girl at this time."

"It's just that the means are not very good."

The fortune teller sighed with emotion, slipped behind the monk, patted the great monk on the shoulder, and said: "However, I didn't expect that you, monk, would be willing to stand up for me after you have been arresting me for seven or eight years. I am really very surprised." Thank you, very grateful."

The monk looked at him.

The fortune teller froze and heard the murderous intention, madness and demonic thoughts roaring wildly inside the monk's body. As the emperor of Donghua broke through the realm and Jidu Luohu achieved enlightenment, the purity of Zhongzhou's murderous intention and demonic thoughts was extremely terrifying. , and even carries some residual evil thoughts from the failure of Heavenly Court's 3,600-year-old formation.

The monk single-handedly suppressed the demonic thoughts of Zhongzhou Fucheng, which was the core, and was fighting against it every moment.

Compared with the calmness of the past, the mood at this moment is very easy to fluctuate.

Once emotions rise and fall, and emotions such as anger and murderous intent appear, it is difficult for the Buddhist thoughts in the body to suppress the demonic thoughts. Only this monk, who practices Buddhist dharma all over the world, can suppress this terrifying power, which is equivalent to He turned his own soul into a ritual to suppress the demons.

"Okay, okay, I won't move you, I won't move you..."

The fortune teller stiffened and stepped back.

The monk clasped his hands together and said: "'He' once gave me a great favor. I want to protect your life. Moreover, I cannot let you go to those three realms, and I will take you back there before you do anything." There is no conflict between me rescuing you from Lu Chunyang and taking you back."

Mr. Gray Yi could only smile bitterly.

The monk and Lu Chunyang didn't deal with each other, but that didn't stop the monk from taking him back to confinement.

Why are both sides so unlucky?

The monk slowly exhaled, stood up and apologized, and walked back to the quiet room step by step. When the monk's door was closed, Su You breathed a sigh of relief, and cold sweat broke out on his smooth forehead, and said: "That master , What a great murderous intention, what a great Buddha nature.”

Mr. Gray Yi sighed: "He...he didn't intend to come here."

"He himself knew his situation. He originally planned to wait for death in the ruins of Miaofa Tianci'en Temple in Jinzhou, but I forcibly pulled him out."

Su You said: "Miaofa Tianci'en Temple?"

Mr. Gray Yi looked at the room where the monk was and said, "Yes."

"During the Jinzhou disaster, the entire temple was destroyed. In order to help the people resist demons, even the relics of the ancestors and the Buddha statues that had enjoyed incense for thousands of years were broken. In the end, there were more than 3,600 monks in the Buddhist Ci'en Temple. , the eldest was three hundred and thirty-one years old, and the youngest was six years old, all of them died."

"The monk plans to collect the names of these people and the remaining Buddhist scriptures at the end of his life."

"I hope that what happened back then will at least not be buried in dust."

Lu Chunyang raised his eyes slightly and said, "So it's him."

Seeing Su You look at him, the frivolous Taoist frowned slightly and said: "The current Human Emperor and the second prince back then blocked the road to prevent the people from coming out. I used my sword to kill the big demon, split the city wall, and then fought with a group of people. The famous monster clan has been fighting for more than 700 years, and I have seen the appearance of this monk."

Su You hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it the Blue Lion Great Sage..."

Lu Chunyang shook his head and said, "No."

"There are records from the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance that there are three demon clans in total, at least three."

"I just don't know if the blue lion is one of them, or if all three are under his control. But if he had taken action himself, the monk and I would definitely not be spared."

Words appeared in the fortune teller's mind.

The blue lion clan breaks through the avenue and points its sword at the sky.

The other two demon clans are one of the [human-faced] clan of demons that the Dragon King destroyed for the human race.

One lineage is the lineage of the [Pengniao] whose ancestor was killed by an arrow from the Human Emperor eight thousand years ago.

Um? ?

Wait, how do I know this?

The fortune teller was very suspicious, and then became a little confused. Could it be that I really sealed the memory?

Impossible, this is impossible.

Mr. Huiyi threw the memory of stomachache out of his mind and ate a big braised chicken drumstick to calm down his shock. After Lu Chunyang got the dossier map he wrote, he left quickly. Before leaving, he was free and easy. He waved his hand towards the beauty of the Fox clan behind him, with a free and handsome smile.

As for the little peacock who wanted to go with him, Lu Chunyang refused.

He was sent back to Qi Wuhuo's house again.

"Little guy, your strength is too weak. It won't work if you go through like this."

"It's still too far behind."

"Hahaha, wait until your cultivation reaches five or six levels before you mention this matter again."

The little peacock's resistance failed.

Su You looked at the direction he was leaving with some worry, with a complicated look on his face, hoping that Senior Siyou would be safe and sound.

Mr. Gray Yi was puzzled and kept frowning.

He gradually discovered something strange.

Why do you know what happened back then? But in the memory, there is no sign of being sealed at all.

Wait a minute, according to your personality, when you find there is a problem here, you should fix it.

For the sake of having fun, why would you bring this great monk who may explode at any time and cause problems at any time to this place where he may be reminded of dead people at any time and be stimulated by this?

The fortune teller looked slightly frozen.

I found a light layer of mist covering it.

Who designed me?

No, I have to figure this out, break the self-imposed blockade of ‘can’t do this’, and do the opposite.

We have to go and find that boy Qi Wuhuo with Lu Chunyang.

At this time, the room suddenly became a little colder. Everything was originally balanced between yin and yang, but at this moment the yin energy surged. Mr. Gray's sleeves bulged slightly. He turned slightly and saw a man wearing a black robe on the side of the room. Wearing a tall black hat, he is a short and fat man, but has a very calm and sharp temperament.

Mr. Gray's voice came from between his teeth.

"Hei Wuchang..."

Inside the house, the sound of the monk striking the wooden fish was clear and rhythmic.

Among the Yin gods, Hei Wuchang, the pinnacle of Earth Immortals and the leader of the top ten Yin commanders, said in an indifferent tone:

"It's time to go back."

"[Listen carefully]."

PS:

Mingzhen Taoist Alliance, three demon tribes in Volume 1, Chapter 115