Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 204 Yuan Shen
"Am I still alive?"

Recalling the baptism of heavenly light during his lifetime, Su Heng still has lingering fears. After all, he had underestimated human weapons. When the laser hit him, all he could do was defend with all his strength, and there was no room for escape.

How cruel!
But fortunately, with ten layers of grain clothing and full body mana, I still bought some time.

During this period of time, Su Heng was able to concentrate enough to let the small words appear faintly in his eyes.

Spending 50 source points can change the granting ceremony (false) into the granting ceremony (true). Is it a change?

He remembered that after choosing the affirmative answer, he was transported to the land of clouds and mist.

But this time there was no ancient tree, no old god under the tree, the whole world was completely white, and he was the only one.

"Looking at it this way, I should be dead."

Unexpectedly, he fell into Tianguang's hands in the end. Looking back, Su Heng was sure that Gu Panyin did it.

"If he can react when he shines a strong light on the platform, he can use earth escape."

The sky is clear and refreshing, and the tragic song is loud in the sky. I only hope that immortality will be achieved, and I don’t want humanity to be poor.

Too careless.

There are thousands of ghosts in Quanqu Mansion, the northern capital. But if you want to curb people’s calculations, they will cut off people’s lives..."

Indeed, after such a long time, none of those strange guys appeared.

Since there are no gods to preach, just try and see if you can enlighten yourself.

……

Su Heng sat cross-legged, waiting for the ascension. After waiting for a long time, there was still no response.

"Can't ascend? Could it be that I'm not dead... But since I'm not dead, why are there no gods responsible for preaching in the clouds?"

"Are you sure you killed that Taoist priest?"

Gu Panyin put his hand into his mouth, pulled out a tooth, and spit out the blood:

Life is precious in the immortal way, and death is precious in the ghost way. Immortals always bring good fortune, ghosts always bring misfortune.

"I watched him melt into the sky with my own eyes, not even ashes left. Besides, if he hadn't died, the gods would have killed him by now."

As Su Heng recited, the clouds and mist covering the world gradually began to billow.

After thinking hard and waiting to no avail, Su Heng fell into meditation with his legs crossed.

"The next step is to wait for the ascension to the upper realm. I don't know what official position I will be assigned if I die immediately after being awarded. If it is just an ordinary heavenly soldier, I feel a bit disadvantaged."

"The human realm is indistinct, while the immortal realm is vast. The ghost realm is joyful, and it is the gateway to life.

But now it's too late to reflect. Su Heng can't do anything even if he's dead.

He tried to use his thinking method, his body was light and airy, but he did not see the Tianmen opening, nor did he see anyone carrying the sedan chair.

Anyway, what the immortal recited every time was the "Sutra of Savior", and he had already memorized these sutras by heart.

The skylight dissipated, and after repeatedly confirming that he did not feel the shuddering aura, Mirage, who was hiding aside, walked openly to Gu Panyin and asked:

Su Heng closed his eyes, imagined that he was a god under the tree, and muttered something:

Mirage's hanging heart was slightly relieved, but not completely. He fell into Su Heng's hands twice, which cast a slight shadow on him.

To do this, he needed Gu Panyin to personally bring people into the Taoist temple for confirmation.

"To be on the safe side, all those Taoist priests must be killed."

"The order I received is only to deal with Su Heng, and other people are not within the scope of treatment. Besides, I can't move anymore... ahem..."

The side effects of the enhancer began to appear. Gu Panyin's breathing was rapid, his whole body was weak, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

"Okay. Mr. Yan, could you please send a few people into the Taoist temple to finish?"

"Dr. Fang, Wei Zonglin is difficult to deal with, and we really can't leave!"

"It's okay. Don't worry, you can send someone. As for that guy who's hiding around, I'll help deal with it!"

Now that the Taoist priest's situation is over, Mirage no longer suppresses his own strength and fully releases his aura. Showing the powerful power that a B-class evil spirit should have.

"Okay, you guys go into the Taoist temple and kill everyone you see!"...

In the Taoist temple, while several people were still discussing what to do next, they heard screams coming one after another from outside.

Several of the believers who had just escaped turned back, looking frightened.

"Kill someone! Kill someone!"

Wang Yuran grabbed someone by the collar and asked sternly:

"Who's killing?"

"I don't know, there are a few extraordinary beings who are killing people. All the people who ran out died in their hands."

Extraordinary person, killing people?
Could it be that, as Zhouzhuang said before leaving, there was a rebellion by extraordinary forces in District 9.

Now it is estimated that we will not be able to wait for reinforcements, so we must leave the Taoist temple immediately. If it is later, I am afraid that everyone will have to answer here.

"Xia Xiaoling, take everyone out of the back door." Wang Yuran opened the Taoist uniform and pulled out the hunting knife hidden under the clothes, "I will be responsible for breaking up and buying time."

"No." Wang Zhiyuan was the first to object. He could not just watch the Wang family disappear.

"Grandpa, stop dragging your feet! You must listen to me this time! Xia Xiaoling, take them away quickly, why are you still hesitating!"

At this time, Xia Xiaoling was standing on the edge of the pothole, looking thoughtfully at the deep entrance.

About a minute ago, Xia Xiaoling felt that the dormant magic power in her body was showing signs of recovery.

Illusion?
……

"...the meaning of the Dharma flows with the trickle, nourishing it and growing it into beautiful seedlings. It is used to save the hungry and poor, and to educate and revitalize the Chinese dynasty. The emperor has a life span of hundreds of millions of years, and peace destroys the army. When looking at the jade coffin, the spiritual flower is scattered with gold."

After reciting the sutra ten times, Su Heng slowly opened his eyes, but was shocked by the sight before him.

In the sky, there are no martingale crowds floating in the sky. All the true attendants are seated. The Emperor Xuan of the Yuan Dynasty is seated in the sky. The floating jade in the capital, the golden beam, the eight winds, the floating platform, the clouds and the jewels compose the seat of Heavenly Virtue composed of thousands of dragons in the morning.

On the ground, the mountains, rivers and trees are all fragrant and moist, and the blue clouds return to the sky. Looking around is sparse, and the wonderful light is of the same color.

Not far away, there is a tree branch with lush leaves, opening like a giant umbrella.

Su Heng hadn't figured out the current situation yet, so he heard the sound of chanting again, and the gods suspended in the air also chanted in unison.

In the sound of reciting, wisps of innate Qi slowly descended and gathered under the tree.

This ball of Yuan Qi turned into a human form, and then changed into limbs, clothes, and body shape that were very similar to the original deity under the tree, but his face was also unclear.

"Are you going to start preaching?"

The next second, the distance between Su Heng and the immortal under the tree was shortened, and he instantly met the immortal's eyes.

Both have golden pupils, and each other's appearance is reflected in their pupils.

In the eyes of the gods, Su Heng saw his own appearance, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, wearing a white robe, and an indescribable immortal spirit.

"this is me?"

"This is you."

The god opened his mouth to answer, but Su Heng always felt that the voice was very similar to his own.

"who are you?"

"I am you."

As soon as he said this, Su Heng immediately leaned back, so that he could see the whole picture of the immortal.

With long hair hanging down his shoulders, wearing a white robe, he has an indescribable immortality. The key face is exactly the same as mine!
Feeling indescribably creepy, Su Heng asked again: "Who...are you?"

Su Heng under the tree didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "I am you, but I am not you. To be precise, I am your soul."

Su Heng was shocked.

Is this how to cultivate the soul? !

(End of this chapter)