Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 249 Demonization
Little Lingxi quickly told Bingfeng about Mengdie's strangeness.

Among them, Bingfeng was the one who knew the beast clan best, because it was reincarnated with the inherited memory of the Phoenix clan.

Meng Die stood upright, with the corners of her lips raised in a strange arc, and the pupils in her two eyes enlarged rapidly, and the black pupils almost occupied the entire eye socket.

"Jie Jie!"

Meng Die gave a strange laugh, her eyes suddenly widened, hollow, but very black, bright and faint black, as if she wanted to absorb all the surrounding light, and the whites of the eyes were completely invisible.

Bingfeng said anxiously: "It's not good, let's go!"

An Qingli didn't ask any further questions, she pulled Ji Xiaopeng up and kicked Ji Xiaopeng out at the same time, breaking through the back door of the restaurant, Yu Jian hurriedly ran to the back street.

"Go! Go! Get out of here!"

Seeing this, the people in the restaurant also knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly followed the master of Yujian, and fled here one after another.

The men were running and shouting.

Although Master Huineng was there, the monster could not descend for a long time, and it looked very powerful.

"Run away! You've turned into a monster! That butterfly girl has turned into a monster! There might be a big fight!"

More and more people heard the movement, hurried out of the hiding room, and ran to the distance one after another.

Some of them were monks, and when they saw the scene of running away in a panic, they followed the wind and ran out.

After all, some people can join in the fun, while others can't.

The fighting skills of high-level monks, if they get a little closer, they may turn into ashes.

An Qingli led Ji Xiaopeng, and stood far away with his sword in the air.

Yuan Ying's retinue didn't move, he looked at Meng Die in shock.

Elder Huineng spoke the scriptures faster, raised his hand quickly, and several times of golden light hit the ghost-like Meng Die.

"Jie Jie!"

Meng Die smiled again, and suddenly a huge black butterfly phantom appeared behind him.

Nascent Soul retinue was startled.

The three Buddhist elders immediately appeared on the ground, chanting scriptures anxiously, and the word "*" spit out golden light from their mouths, and they all flocked to the butterfly in the golden light.

"what happened?!"

Yuan Ying's retinue asked anxiously, as a retinue, he and Meng Die had the same fate.

Ghost Resentment Butterfly can have trouble, but Meng Die must not.

Qi Min flicked his sleeves, rolled the Nascent Soul on the ground to the cloud head, and said: "The ghost complains that the butterfly devours the Lord, and the butterfly is about to turn into a demon."

"Demonization?"

At the same time, An Qingli was also asking Bingfeng for advice.

"Yes, demonization." Bingfeng said, "This ghost resentment butterfly is not low in cultivation, and Mengdie is not its first owner. It is now trapped in the golden light, and its life is hanging by a thread. It can only choose to devour the owner." , to win a chance of survival, this is the bloodline supernatural power of the Ghost Resentment Butterfly Clan."

Xiao Lingxi hurriedly said: "What will happen to Meng Die?"

Bingfeng said: "This kind of demonization is irreversible. From now on, Mengdie and this ghost butterfly will become one body. Mengdie will be ghost butterfly, and ghost butterfly will also be Mengdie."

An Qingli raised her eyebrows: "Half human, half demon?"

"Yes." Bingfeng answered affirmatively, "And this kind of half-human half-demon is a fusion of soul and cannot be reversed at all. If Mengdie can survive by luck, it will always be like that in the future."

The dead An Qingmiao was also half human and half demon, but he was cursed by Bai Kui snake, and there was a way to heal him.

And if this Mongolian butterfly had any life left, it would only be that black winged moth.

Meng Die loves butterflies from birth, and if he becomes a butterfly in the future, it can be regarded as seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence to a certain extent.

"Meng Die turned into a butterfly, is this cause and effect?" Xiao Lingxi asked Xiao Jintan.

Xiao Jintan said decisively: "The cause and effect are great, there is no doubt about it."

The distance was too far, and Ji Xiaopeng, who was in the Qi training period, couldn't see anything at all, only a little bit of golden light and a little bit of black energy.

Black air continued to emerge from the golden light and gradually became denser.

"This thing is going to be demonized!"

Duhua Jinguang has had little effect.

The four Buddhist elders sat down cross-legged as if facing a formidable enemy, and jointly set up a golden light formation to subdue demons.

Bian Lanjie didn't know much about Ghost Resentment Butterfly, so this unexpected situation happened.

"Jie Jie!"

Meng Die gave another strange laugh.

The huge butterfly phantom behind him shrank suddenly and retracted into Mengdie's body.

In the next moment, Mengdie's head suddenly shrunk, two three-inch-long tentacles grew on its head, and two pairs of black wings grew on its back.

With a burst of black wings, a boundless ghostly aura was set off, spreading for several miles in an instant.

The ghostly qi is cold, coming from the netherworld.

Now that Meng Die has merged with Ghost Resentment Die, it has completely inherited the skills that Ghost Resentment Die has cultivated for thousands of years.

Obviously, forming a pact with others limits Gui Yuandie's original ability.

The four eminent Buddhist monks felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, with chills in their bones.

They wanted to get up and do it, but the cold air entered their bodies, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be frozen, and they couldn't stimulate the mana in their bodies at all.

Several Buddhist elders looked pale, but they also gritted their teeth and said: "Don't hurt the innocent."

"Heh, it was you bald donkeys who wanted to kill me just now! If those ants are dead, it's all because of you bald donkeys!"

At this moment, Ghost Resentment Butterfly really showed its skills.

If these Buddhist monks had not forced it into a desperate situation, it would not have chosen to merge with Mengdie.

In this way, it can only use this body to stay in the Bianlan Realm, never to return to Nether, never to go to other small worlds, to find a new owner, and to continue to practice and advance.

Ghost Resentment Butterfly hates it!

It wants to kill all these people!

It wants the entire Buddhist kingdom to be buried with it!

"Can't!"

Mengdie refused.

Not long after they merged, there were actually two souls inside a butterfly shell.

She fused with this ghost and resentful butterfly voluntarily, but it was not her will to kill.

"Why don't you want to?" Gui Yuandie scoffed.

Meng Die said: "There are good people here."

"Good guy? Who, these monks?" Gui Yuandie wanted to laugh.

Meng Die said: "That princess, she is a good person."

"Meng Die, are you really sick in the brain?" The ghost resentment butterfly kept flapping its wings, and the cold air continued to spread.

"Hmph, don't worry about your illness!" Meng Die yelled angrily, struggling to control the body.

The butterfly flaps its wings and flies upwards.

The four Buddhist elders on the ground saw Meng Die playing two roles and talking to himself, so they understood the reason.

But Ghost Resentment Die tried his best to go down, no matter what, he had to get rid of those bald donkeys on the ground, especially that monk Huineng.

The cold and ghostly air pervaded again.

The little golden light that had just shone from the bodies of the elders immediately dimmed.

"Kill what, let's go!" Meng Die was annoyed. At this moment, she also knew that the Ghost Resentment Die who made the pact back then was not a kind person.

"Kill and go!" Gui Yuandie insisted, if Meng Die hadn't made trouble, it would have easily killed these monks.

Patriarch Qi Min has already accepted An Qingli and Ji Xiaopeng's sleeve robes, the ghost resentment butterfly is not simple, the yin and cold air is different from the devil's resentment, and it cannot be restrained by Buddhist methods.

There are not many records about ghosts and resentful butterflies in Bian Lanjie, and they couldn't find a good way to restrain them for a while.

It's not that you can't directly suppress it, but how can you do this in the bustling city of this Buddha country with countless people.

(End of this chapter)