Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 27 Taoism, Buddhism and Strange Things

"Hongyun, let me teach you a lesson. Fire is the easiest thing to get out of control," Li Daosheng gasped, grimacing in pain. "Especially when it burns more and more vigorously, it can turn into a fire in the blink of an eye."

Hong Lin didn't have time to worry about trivial matters like Li Daosheng still calling her Hongyun, because she found that the demonic flames that were clearly ignited by her own demonic power could not be extinguished!

The crimson flame that was originally only burning on her scales had wrapped around her entire body without her noticing, and the range of the flame continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Hong Lin was helpless. Her demonic power had gone out of control and had completely become fuel for the demonic flames. Just as Li Daosheng said, she could not control this power, even though she was the one who lit the first fire.

So it was me who was being devoured silently...

Honglin looked at Li Daosheng deeply.

If we stay here, something terrible might happen. These out-of-control flames cannot distinguish between friend and foe.

Moreover, once the demonic power is burned out, he will inevitably be in trouble.

"Young Master, Hong Lin has learned your lesson. If you don't die today, we will meet again if fate allows."

Honglin smiled sweetly, and a fiery red gauze flew over and wrapped around her burning body. She flashed and left the place in a few leaps. No one knew where she went to "put out the fire", or perhaps she waited for the demonic power to burn out and the demonic flames to die out.

"call……"

Li Daosheng, holding his sword, just breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, his sword-holding hand raised up again and rushed towards the place where the most monsters were.

Li Daosheng finally couldn't help himself and cursed: "Damn it!"

Fortunately, Feng Hui had been keeping an eye on the movements on his side. This woman was very proud and had been saved by Li Daosheng twice. Although she didn't say it, she was always thinking about finding an opportunity to get back at him.

Seeing that Li Daosheng had just experienced a tough battle, he rushed into the battle again and quickly summoned a strong wind to surround him, isolating him from a temporary "pure land".

"Regulate your breathing and recuperate, and force the evil spirit out of your body." Feng Hui's voice came from the wind.

Li Daosheng was locked in a wind circle by her. Although he was temporarily isolated from the deathly aura and his body no longer had the urge to seek death, he still looked speechless.

Pranayama?

Force out the evil spirit?

In his native world, Li Daosheng had never practiced breathing exercises in his life, but he knew how to doze off.

However, to Li Daosheng's surprise, a head suddenly popped up from the ground.

"Brother Li!"

Is it Chen Zhian? !
How...how could he emerge from underground?
"Come out!" Chen Zhian pinched the magic formula, crawled out, and shook off the dirt on his body.

"I just saw Brother Li flirting with that female demon, so I can't interfere," Chen Zhian chuckled. "The Red Scale Demon King's Thousand Snakes are small snakes transformed from her demonic power. They're lurking within Brother Li. If we don't get rid of them in time, disaster will surely follow."

"Let Xiaodao come and help." The second half of Chen Zhian's words made Li Daosheng ignore the first half of his nonsense.

"Thank you, young Taoist priest."

Li Daosheng sat down on the ground and finally got a little rest.

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"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Taoist Chang Jing was chanting while holding the flying sword that was circling around him. Because he had killed too many demons, the sword was covered in blood and was dark and difficult to see. Even the Taoist robe on his body was stained with blood and stuck together in a mess.

But Taoist Chang Jing remained calm. Even when blood splattered on his face, he still chanted the magic formula and swung his sword to cut it off.

Everyone in Qiyun Mountain thinks so. The eldest brother Chang Jing is the one who looks most like the Taoist Qiyun.

He swung his sword and chopped down another Wu Dang believer.

Taoist Chang Jing had a calm expression and rested for a moment.

He looked around. Everything was going well... everything was going as he expected.

He had long seen the evil intentions of his second junior brother Chang Ming, but... Chang Ming could be used.

When will Chang Ming take action?

It must be the moment he thought was the best time, such as... the annual Ascension Ceremony. The Wudang Sect, Luanhun Mountain, Jiyin Mountain, and Dang Mountain—these scumbags—had all been united under his years of bribery.

As for the cost of the purchase...

The Three Mountains of Demons and Ghosts seemed to have promised them to give them a piece of land with spiritual eyes to establish a demon kingdom.

As for the Wudang Sect and the imperial court, of course, they used the Master's heart blood, the immortal marrow, the immortal marrow...

Hatred is indeed the biggest driving force.

But hatred can also make people lose their minds.

Taoist Chang Jing has been waiting for Chang Ming to rebel, waiting for these rats in the gutter to crawl out and gather together.

Now is the good opportunity.

Chang Ming had set up a spirit sacrificial formation here early in the morning. Using the resentment of heaven and earth as a guide, he transformed the spirit eyes into demon eyes. With Wanshou Village as the center, he turned this area of thousands of miles into a demon country.

The demon kings of the Three Demon and Ghost Mountains were all performing rituals, and the evil followers of the Wudang Sect were also summoning sacrifices to ghosts and gods. Taoist Chang Jing was very satisfied.

Although there are variables...such as the three people in strange costumes.

But this variable is also on his side.

The overall situation has been decided.

At this moment... two completely overlapping voices suddenly sounded.

"Amitabha... Infinite Heavenly Venerable..."

The people still alive felt a sudden buzzing in their heads, followed by a humming sound...

Regardless of whether they were humans, demons, Taoists, or monsters, they all stopped what they were doing and stood still, their eyes blank.

Even Li Daosheng, who was surrounded by the wind circle, and Feng Hui, who was guarding Li Daosheng, all had their eyes suddenly dimmed, as if they had lost their minds in an instant.

The complacent Taoist Chang Ming, the pale-bearded Taoist Chang Jing, the monsters from the Three Mountains of Demons and Ghosts, the fanatical evil followers of the Wu Dang Sect... all were in a daze, with dilated pupils.

Only one person——

A man in black holding a black spear was picking up a demon corpse and sending it flying.

He was not affected at all!

Everyone was stunned by the repeated words “Amitabha, the Infinite Heavenly Venerable”.

Only he saw that just now the surroundings were clearly filled with resentment, the wind was blowing violently, the field was filled with blood and corpses were scattered all over the ground, but at this moment... there was a red sun and a waning moon, hanging high in the sky on both sides.

He saw a skeleton that was a head taller than the surrounding houses walking towards him from the village step by step. It was obviously a skeleton, but it had a head with white hair and beard, kind eyes, and plump skin and flesh.

The head had its eyes tightly closed and was "grafted" onto the neck of the skeleton in an extremely uncoordinated manner, which was extremely weird.

Still chanting in his mouth:

"Amitabha……"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord..."

tick-

A wet feeling suddenly hit his face.

He raised his head. Although the sun and the moon coexisted in the sky, it was still shrouded in haze and was dark and difficult to see. Moreover... it was raining at this moment.

and many more……

is blood!

It's raining blood from the sky!
I knew something was wrong. This sudden appearance was too strange, and I was the only one awake at the moment.

He made a decision immediately, and with a shake of his spear, he shortened it to arm's length and placed it horizontally behind his waist.

Then he flew over, grabbed Feng Hui and Li Daosheng by the collar, one in each hand, and turned around to flee.

(End of this chapter)