True Immortal of the Netherworld

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 Man of Clear Water, 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 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 became cold when he heard this, and then said with a look of disdain: "Tch--, he is indeed a guy with three eyes, and he can see clearly the treasure of the ghost flag in my hand at once.

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 be 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, 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 the blood soul to maintain my body, so I have to kill people to get the blood soul. 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 both 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 little golden 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 for a moment. 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 inside the iron puppet and I cannot eat. I need to constantly replenish my blood soul to keep beating. Therefore, killing people and grabbing blood souls has become my life. However, my dream is to become a mathematician, and counting is my favorite. "

The golden jade monk shook his head and said: "The human body and soul are originally one. When they are separated, the human is no longer a human and the soul is no longer a soul, but becomes a demon."

The Iron Corpse Madman shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't understand."

The golden jade young monk said sternly: "The few of you are practicing the forbidden ghost ways, but your hearts have been possessed by demons, which is called the devil's way. Little monk, I practice the Tathagata Buddha's way, and it is my mission to conquer demons."

The little golden monk said in a sonorous tone: "Tathagata! Conquer the devil!"

Before he finished speaking, the golden monk's left hand hidden in his big sleeve turned out, holding a simple bronze alms bowl in the palm of his left hand.

It is his heaven-defying magic weapon, the Qiankun Bowl.

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

Without pausing, the golden young monk raised his head and poured a bowl of golden soup into his mouth, then wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand.

"Heartless——"

In an instant, the Golden Jade Monk's body was filled with golden light, and his body was divided into four parts.

"Buddha's Dharma - Golden Light Clone Technique!"

The four golden and jade monks each looked at an opponent, wrapped their bodies around the golden Sanskrit light belt, and rushed towards him.

Thousand-faced Ghost quickly sent a message: "Everyone respond with all your strength. This young monk from the Golden Buddha Temple appears to be at the peak of the Daoming Realm. In fact, he is more powerful than the monks at the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. Don't forget that even someone as powerful as the Three Demons could be defeated by him. in the hand.”

Opposite the Thousand Faced Ghost, a golden monk rushed over.

But I saw a golden light flashing from the third golden eye between the eyebrows of the golden young monk.

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

Then the fish jumped over the dragon gate and turned into the shape of a golden dragon. Suddenly the golden dragon entered the water and turned into a tiny golden spiritual fish.

The two continue to cycle back and forth, with the fish turning into a dragon and the dragon turning into a fish.

"The magical power of Dharma Eye - the illusion of reincarnation!"

The current Thousand-faced Ghost has been infused with demonic energy hosted by the Demon Lord of the Western Regions, and his body has reached the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. However, he still showed a rare panic when facing the impact of the Golden Jade Monk.

The Thousand-faced Ghost's right hand, which was holding the Seven Evils Ghost Flag, was shaking uncontrollably. He could only hold the Ghost Flag with both hands before he could lift it.

His magic power increased violently, and the surface of the ghost flag sprayed out stream after stream of filthy ghost mist.

The ghost mist may take the form of a green face with fangs, or it may take the form of an ox-headed horse, or it may take the form of fire with an angry mouth, but none of them can block the light of reincarnation of fish and dragons.

Seeing that the light of fish and dragon reincarnation was very close to the Thousand-Faced Ghost, its target was the Thousand-Faced Ghost's eyes.

"This little monk's pupil skills are too terrifying. If you close your eyes and avoid the golden light of his Dharma Eyes, you will be severely injured by his Dharma Body following behind."

The Thousand-faced Ghost gritted his teeth, shook the ghost flag vigorously with his right hand, pinched out a strange magic formula with his left hand, and shouted: "Ghost Slave Transformation!"

Buzz!

The ghost banner rolled out a thick black air, wrapping the Thousand-faced Ghost's body in it.

The ghost mist dissipated, and the Thousand-faced Ghost disappeared, but a graceful woman wearing an exotic skirt and a snowy neck and enlarged breasts appeared.

It is Duan Muling, a ghost slave sealed in the Seven Evil Ghost Banners.

Whoosh——

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

Duan Muling, who had just appeared, wondered: "Why did the Thousand-faced Ghost give up the control of the Seven Evil Ghost Banners to me? Is he dead? I swore to kill him myself. I have always had Vengeance must be avenged.”

When she saw the little monk in white rushing towards him, she had already been attacked.

Duanmuling stood stunned on the spot.

The story of her previous life flashed through her conscious world.

Southern Territory, Yaomu Mountain.

The Aoki Tribe's annual meeting to worship the mountain god is being held.

The grand finale of the conference was to sacrifice a living wood demon in the fire.

The young female wood demon who was tied to an iron pillar by an iron chain already looked like a half-human, half-naked, and her body was scarred. She cried and shouted: "Why do you people want to burn me to death? I have never harmed anyone." It took me thousands of years to become half human."

The old wizard of the Aoki tribe said coldly: "That's because you are not strong enough. The Demonic 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 you are allowed to grow. , you will become the master of Yaomu Mountain, and with unstoppable power, you will kill humans arbitrarily. This kind of thing is clearly recorded in the ancient books of the Aoki Tribe. Accept it, this is your fate."

After saying this, the wizard threw the torch in his hand onto the oiled wood pile.

The merciless flames quickly ignited, and the howl of the wood demon gradually disappeared in the blazing flames.

The surroundings were filled with cheers from the people of the Qingmu tribe.

...

"Is this my previous life?" Duanmuling said to himself blankly, "No wonder I dislike everyone in the Aoki tribe. It seems that it is natural for me to kill more than a thousand people in the Aoki tribe. I really regret that I didn’t kill them all.”

The golden jade monk following the golden light of the reincarnation of fish and dragon had a word "天" flashing on his forehead, and he poked Duanmuling's heart pulse on his chest with one finger.

boom!

"Buddha's Dharma - Heavenly Soul Ban!"

There were golden shackles on the surface of one of Duanmuling's heart veins, and he lost all resistance instantly, unable to move at all.

Not far from Duanmu Ling, there is a dark ghost flag. The spiritual light on the surface dims and the ghost flag hangs down decadently.

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

The third golden eye of the golden monk lit up, and there was a shadow of a seated Buddha shining with golden light.

When the Iron Corpse Madman saw the golden monk using his magical power, he quickly placed the iron coffin in his hand across his chest and quickly calculated in his mind: "Is it the real number or the false number? Should we fight or not... "

The Iron Corpse Madman was really panicked. His trump card had been exposed by the Golden Monk. Without his trump card, he didn't know how to fight.

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

The shadow of the sitting Buddha in the third golden eye of the Golden Jade Monk swirled out and sang in Sanskrit.

"The magical power of the Dharma Eye - the Heavenly Eye to calm the soul!"

The iron corpse madman hurriedly placed the iron coffin in front of him, hiding behind the iron coffin and shivering.

He was already at the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. He thought he was strong enough, but today he was as insignificant as dust in front of the golden jade monk.

The shadow of the sitting Buddha flashed, miraculously passed through the iron coffin, and fell into the eyes of the iron corpse madman.

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

With a crash, the iron coffin opened.

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

The body of the Iron Corpse Madman murmured: "I am Shinji."

The word "地" flashed on the golden monk's forehead, and he stretched out a finger and poked the heart of the iron corpse madman.

"Buddhist Dharma - earth soul ban!"

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.

...

Launching attacks at the same time, the two golden and jade monks rushed towards Qing Shui Shui and Blood Monk respectively.

Qingshui Ren was panicked because his bipolar puppet technique had just been exposed by the Golden Jade Monk.

His true soul kept switching between the bodies of Qing Shui Shui and Blood Monk, and he shouted in panic: "You can't catch me, you can't catch me."

The Qingshui man's eyes suddenly lit up, and then dimmed again. On the contrary, the blood monk's eyes dimmed and then lit up.

The golden jade monk who rushed over had a human character flashing on his forehead, and he kept switching between the two golden jade monks' foreheads.

When the golden jade monk was three feet closer to Qingshui Ren, Qing Shui Ren's eyes just lit up.

The man in Qingshui didn't have time to use the soul transfer technique, so he roared: "Look at me, I'll cut you with my sword!"

The Dao sword in the sword case behind him was unsheathed, he held it with both hands, and slashed at the golden jade monk.

The third golden eye between the brows of the golden monk flickered, with a Sanskrit character scrolling inside it.

The next moment, Sanskrit characters flew out, with fine formation patterns swirling around them, just like a small formation.

"Dharma Eyes Supernatural Power - The Brahma Realm of the Inner Demon!"

Qingshui Ren raised his Tao sword with both hands and stopped in mid-air, but his pair of Tao swords were trembling and unable to fall.

The golden and jade young monk in front of him disappeared, but turned into a bloody monk covered in blood.

The blood monk said fiercely: "Qingshui Demon Dao, you soaked me in the blood talisman poisonous water for seventy-seven forty-nine days and refined me into a human puppet. Do you know how painful I am?"

Mr. Qingshui suddenly lost his head and said, "Brother Blood Monk, you? How did you recover your original memory? Could it be that my human pole puppet technique has failed?"

boom!

The golden monk poked a finger into Qingshui Ren's heart and said coldly: "No! That's your inner demon."

"Buddhism - the human soul is sealed!"

Golden light swirled from the fingertips of the little golden jade monk, locking the heart of the man in Qingshui.

Qingshui Ren looked at the blood monk in front of him again, and he had already transformed back into the golden and jade young 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."

Bang, the Dao sword in Qingshui Ren's hand fell to the ground, and the body could not move.

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

The little golden monk who rushed towards the blood monk disappeared in a ball of golden light, and was nothing more than a fake clone.

Next, the three golden clones of heaven, earth and man merged into one again and transformed into a little monk in white.

The golden and jade young monk, with his brocade cassock rolled horizontally, said decisively: "Tathagata! Conquer the devil!"