Black Myth: Journey to the West: Simulate becoming an immortal!

Chapter 91 The human heart is sinister
About one stick of incense later.
The old Zen master and a group of monks were exhausted and out of breath.

Most of the long-tongued ghosts that wreaked havoc in villages and towns were killed.

However, there are still many long-tongued ghosts that have not been cleaned up. They are wandering around in a panic and disappearing in the streets and alleys.

"Friend Chen, these demons are very cunning!"

"If we let them escape today, I'm afraid they'll cause trouble again in a while."

"I am going to take my disciples with me to continue chasing them and wipe them out completely."

"I don't know, what does Chen Xiaoyou mean?"

The old Zen master's breath was floating, and he looked at Chen Xi while panting, seeking his opinion.

After all, Chen Xi was not his disciple, he was just invited to help.

Now that Chen Xi has done his duty, he naturally cannot force him to join him in chasing after the monster.

"Hahaha, since we have won a great victory today, we must naturally take advantage of this momentum to completely wipe out the demons."

"Master, don't worry. I think I have some self-protection skills. Those blue-skinned, long-tongued ghosts are no threat to me."

"But I am better at fighting alone, so I will not go with you, Master."

"Once all the demons are dealt with, I will reunite with the Zen Master."

Chen Xi smiled, his tone full of confidence.

Seeing how confident he was, the old Zen master smiled and nodded.

"Okay, okay, in that case, little friend Chen, be careful and don't fall into the trap of the demon."

The old Zen master gave a few caring instructions and then left in a hurry, taking his disciples with him to hunt down the long-tongued ghost.

Chen Xi watched them go away, thinking back to the old Zen master's genuine concern for him, and the smile on his face froze.

He felt a dull pain in his heart and didn't know why.

“I came here to get scriptures.”

"Everything before my eyes is just an illusion created by the crazy Zen Master Wuchao."

“Who knows if what happened back then was really as it appears now?”

"Who can know whether everything in this illusion is true or false?"

Chen Xi talked to himself, constantly trying to convince himself.

But why.
Is he still feeling so miserable in his heart?
Chen Xi sighed and walked into the street alone.

He used his supernatural powers to avoid the ambush of the Taoist priest.

He used his clairvoyance according to his wishes.

Chen Xi glanced at the entire Yanjia Town, and a series of tragic scenes suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Then they saw that there were still hundreds of long-tongued ghosts hiding in the villages and towns.

These gossips hid beside the beds of every household and whispered into the villagers' ears.

They either pretend to be friends chatting or couples joking, saying gossip that is not sure whether it is true or not, but is exciting and touching enough.

This caused people who were sleeping to unconsciously echo the words.

Rumors spread unconsciously.

As they continued to mutter, the villagers in their dreams spoke more and more fluently and happily.

Countless voices repeated the same thing over and over again, but how many villagers actually kept silent?
Their skin gradually turned blue and their tongues slowly extended.

However, such a horrifying scene did not happen in the homes of those wealthy families behind high walls.

The wealthy families in these villages and towns sleep soundly thanks to the scriptures on their windows and doors.

When Chen Xi saw this scene, he understood.

Why overnight, the entire Yanjia Town was left with only a few relatively intact buildings and ruins all over the ground?

Just as Chen Xi was carefully looking at where the demon had gone, he suddenly heard a few screams in his ears!
"coming."

Chen Xi felt a little depressed and looked in the direction of the sound.

In the distance, an old Zen master was leading a group of disciples, chasing away the long-tongued ghosts that were fleeing into every household.

However, several dark shadows suddenly emerged from the darkness!
They captured the Zen Master and others, and focused on chasing the long-tongued ghost's air attack, swinging their weapons and taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack!

Although these monks have special abilities, they are used to fight against demons.

In this situation, several monks had their throats cut, their chests pierced, and they fell to the ground with hatred!

"Do not!!!"

When the old Zen master saw his disciples dying tragically one by one at the hands of others, his eyes suddenly widened with anger!

He never imagined that the demon didn't cause any casualties to his own side, but because of the sneak attack by the bad guys, heavy casualties were caused!
At this moment, several black lights rose from the ground and spread out.

The black light silently wrapped around the bodies of the monks.

In an instant, many monks had their blood and energy sucked away, and their skin and flesh shriveled.

"Where on earth did this demon come from? He is hiding his head but showing his tail!"

"You use this evil method to harm people. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the gods and Buddhas and suffering retribution?"

The old Zen master, who always had a kind face, became furious at this moment.

He shouted angrily and took out a rosary from his arms.

The rosary beads turned and then fell to the ground!
In an instant, the rosary beads shattered, and the black light was shattered along with it.

However, at this moment, several blood arrows suddenly flew out with lightning speed!

The old Zen master and his disciples were caught off guard and their bodies were pierced.

They were bleeding profusely, and it was extremely miserable.

The old Zen master's face turned pale and he fell to the ground weakly.

"Da da da"

A series of footsteps followed.

Then, a group of Taoist priests, wearing Taoist robes and with black blood all over their bodies, came out.

The leading Taoist priest was laughing and twirling a bronze sword.

“Haha, that’s hard to say.”

"In this world, demons are everywhere, and it is not certain that the gods and Buddhas will have the time to blame us."

"You monks, go with peace of mind. Yanjia Town will be under our protection from now on."

"Don't worry, we will take good care of your bodies."

"After all, I was stripped of my monk's robe, had my hair tied up, and had my tongue pulled out and my face gnawed by a ghost."

"Who can tell the difference between you monks who don't often go down the mountain and those refugees?"

"Today I'll let you know that the one who invited us here is the one who said and acted so stupidly!"

The old Zen master's eyes were almost filled with despair.

His expression changed successively, anger, disbelief, sadness
And the guilt towards his own disciples!

He glanced at the disciples behind him who were still breathing hard, tears flashing in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the old Zen master did not care about his own weakness and ugly posture.

He fell to the ground and kowtowed heavily, making a loud thud and bleeding!

The momentum was so fierce that even the leading Taoist priest was shocked!
"It is we who failed to recognize the great man and blocked your way!"

"Please spare the lives of these disciples of mine!"

"They have been lonely since childhood, and their parents sent them to my temple to practice!"

"If you are willing to let them go, I am willing to sacrifice my life and offer all the treasures in the temple!"

"Then let them leave Yanjia Village far away and swear a solemn oath never to return!"

The old Zen master knelt on the ground, the blood on his forehead flowing down the cracks in the bricks. The Taoist priest in the lead was stunned when he saw this.

But he soon reacted, looked at the old Zen master with a playful smile and praised him humbly.

"What a deep love between a master and a disciple! I am quite moved..."

"But no wonder that person said that you have read so much scriptures that you have become stupid and don't know the human heart."

The leader waved his hand lightly, and two thieves came forward, holding the old Zen master on the left and right.

"What a pity! If I kill you, all your things will belong to me!"

"And my sword often requires human blood as a sacrifice, preferably the heart blood of a cultivator!"

The old Zen master watched helplessly as the leader of the evildoers walked towards the disciples step by step and cut open their chests.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out a terrible howl.

"That's it, that's it..."

"Why is it so! Human hearts! Human hearts!"

"You demons and cannibals, why are you still thinking of fighting among yourselves and doing dirty things!"

"I have been sitting in the temple for decades! Why is it that I have only just now come to understand people's hearts?"

“Hahaha, human heart! Human heart! Pure heart, free heart, compassionate heart, kind heart, disgusting heart…”

When the old Zen master finished speaking, he was both crying and laughing.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

And all over his body, there was a faint golden light emerging, sometimes bright and sometimes dim...

Suddenly, something strange happened.

The leading Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped wielding his sword.

He waved his hand, and two of his men rushed forward with sharp blades, trying to take the Zen master's life.

"Ugh"

A hoarse voice sounded inexplicably, with a hint of guilt in the tone.

The two Taoists who pounced on the old Zen master suddenly froze!
"boom!"

Without seeing the people, only hearing their voices, the two Taoists exploded into a blood mist.

The leading Taoist priest retreated back in fear.

He quickly looked in the direction of the voice and saw Chen Xi, wearing a brocade cassock, walking slowly towards him.

An indescribable feeling of oppression inexplicably enveloped the entire place.

"You! Are you also a monk on that mountain?"

"Given your ability and skills, it would be a bit of a waste to stand up for this old monk."

"Why don't you surrender to us, occupy this place, become a local emperor, and enjoy wealth and glory!"

The leading Taoist priest felt the terrifying oppression from Chen Xi and was horrified.

However, he was quick-witted and tried to bribe the monk, pretending to recruit him.

And several blood arrows were quietly gathering.

In a moment, it turned into streaks of blood and shot towards Chen Xi's head!
However, for Chen Xi, such a trivial plan was a bit too childish.

He had a blank expression on his face and casually smashed the so-called blood arrow.

The power of divine feet!
Chen Xi took a step forward and approached.

The leading Taoist priest's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly when he saw Chen Xi who suddenly appeared in front of him.

In an instant, fear appeared on his face and he was about to speak.

However, before he could open his mouth, Chen Xi slapped his head into the Taoist's own stomach.

After Chen Xi killed a group of bandits, the anger in his heart did not decrease but increased, and he did not feel happy at all.

He could have taken action earlier, but now he has gone against his conscience and waited until now.

And all this was just to force the old Zen master to achieve enlightenment.

In this way, he would not have to go to the Buddha Mountain and could still obtain the so-called boundless Buddhist teachings.

But after really doing this, the remaining humanity in Chen Xi's heart weakened and he felt a little guilty and uncomfortable.

At this moment, something in my arms feels hot and cold.

Chen Xi gritted his teeth and forced himself to suppress the anger and guilt in his heart.

Things have come to this, there is no point in feeling guilty. Everything here is fake, and getting the scripture is the most important thing!
Thinking of this, he quickly turned to look at the old Zen master.

But the old Zen master lowered his head at this time, and drops of blood and tears fell to the ground.

There was a flickering golden light on his body and his aura was erratic.

"Old Zen Master, how are you?"

Seeing this, Chen Xi frowned slightly, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

He was about to reach out and touch the old Zen master's shoulder to wake him up.

However, the surrounding scene was distorted and gradually cracked at this moment.

The blood spread, dyeing the bright moon red.

In an instant, the ground in the entire Yanjia Town cracked and the houses were shattered.

"what's the situation?"

Chen Xi had not expected that if he allowed the thieves to kill the monk and let things develop as they were, such a strange phenomenon would actually occur.

He was startled and quickly activated his supernatural powers, trying to evacuate temporarily.

But then, he felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.

In an instant, the six senses disappeared, all supernatural powers were lost, and they could not be activated at all!

Even the human skin paper was unable to be taken out at this moment.

Chen Xi felt empty underneath him, as if he had lost his footing and fallen off a cliff, into a bottomless pit...

In the huge bird's nest, an old monk with a white beard sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

His face is sometimes ferocious and sometimes compassionate.

Then he slowly spoke, his tone helpless and full of compassion.

"The holy monk has not failed yet. Give him a few more chances. At least he has freed Gao Laozhuang."

As soon as he finished speaking, a vicious voice came out of his mouth.

"How can it be considered relief if I slaughter all the people in the village?"

"Don't continue to deceive yourself. This is nothing but false compassion."

"Yanxingpi is indeed a worthless person, but he is right about one thing!"

"All living beings are dull. If they do not know suffering, how can they know how to wake up?"

"Didn't Mrs. Gao also repent before she died?"

"And weren't you and I also born out of suffering?"

"If the old Zen master had not encountered such a great disaster, how could he have realized the boundless Buddhist teachings?"

"How could he have enlightened the two of us before his death?"

"I can sense that over the years, you've slowly figured out that I'm right."

"So I won't be anxious. This holy monk may not be able to understand the true meaning of this pagoda dream..."

"Let's see..."

After Zen Master Wuchao finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and said no more.

(End of this chapter)