Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 37 Why not?
In an instant, the sound of swords being unsheathed was heard.

But after everyone became alert, the strange birdman disappeared again?

It was impossible for a team of several hundred people to be delayed halfway up the mountain by a birdman, so they continued to move forward after being vigilant for a while.

But after walking forward for a while, everyone fell silent when they saw the stone steps leading to the gate of Qiyun Mountain.

One, two, three...

Densely packed Taoist priests were "standing" straight, with bone spurs piercing from the top of their heads to the perineum, and were stuck on both sides of the road. It was a horrible sight.

"What deep hatred does that monster have with these Taoists? Why is it so brutal..."

As he spoke, everyone gasped.

It can be seen that these Taoists have been "demonized" and have long lost their sanity.

But even so, the demon with the head of a Buddha did not let them go. It strung them on both sides of the trail at the mountain gate. Their bodies could only struggle and twist instinctively, but they could not die because they had been transformed into demons.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, these Taoists struggled silently, which was really creepy.

"Should we put them down?"

Someone asked.

"Then do you want to dig another hole and bury them?"

Some people are disdainful.

Since everyone comes from different backgrounds, quarreling is inevitable.

But after this quarrel, it wasn't so creepy anymore.

I originally thought that going into the mountains to eliminate those demonized Taoists would be a challenge.

Unexpectedly, the reason why there was no obstruction when entering the mountain was because all these Taoists had been pierced through the body and were stuck beside the mountain gate trail.

"Go up to Qiyun Gate, and the monster is inside!"

Everyone adjusted their minds and gripped their weapons tightly.

Qiyun Mountain is indeed blessed with natural beauty, but it is strange that such a paradise on earth has given birth to such a rare monster that has only been seen for thousands of years.

"Everyone, regardless of life or death today, we have slain the demons and eliminated the evil!"

"Hahahaha... For most of my life, I've been the one being beheaded!"

"Come on! Come and see what's so extraordinary about the strange appearance of heaven that the little monk mentioned!"

"..."

In front of the ancestral hall, the crowd was cursing and swearing.

No one who has made something of himself is a fool. Everyone knows that there is a high probability that they will fail here today, but there is no other way.

This monster has blocked entry and exit, which means it's a life-and-death battle.

When these tough guys get angry, they don’t care how evil you are.

Since this demon wants us to die, I will risk my life to bring down the emperor!
Just at this moment, the expressions of several people in the crowd suddenly changed!
Among them was Li Daosheng.

He immediately pulled Chen Zhian and Ren Ou on both sides and retreated quickly.

Sure enough, the next moment two huge figures fell to the ground!

It had fleshy wings, a human head, a bird body, and was covered in rotten flesh. It was the one I met on the mountain path.

There was another one... also about four or five meters tall, with a white face and no beard, a solemn expression, but he had three heads and six arms!

This is... this Taoist robe, this is actually the Taoist Chang Jing, the eldest disciple of Qiyun Mountain!

As for the birdman with fleshy wings, if you look closely, you can see that the rags scattered around his body are indeed Taoist robes...

Could it be the second disciple of Qiyun Mountain? That Taoist Chang Ming?

But why does he look like a demon?
No one knew what was going on. Only Li Daosheng and a few others heard the little monk explain the whole story and knew that Taoist Chang Ming had his internal organs replaced by Taoist Qi Yun and had long since become a half-demon.

Now, because he drank the heart blood of Taoist Qi Yun, he grew into the immortal body that Taoist Qi Yun had always dreamed of.

But the evil spirit clashed with it, and it became neither human nor demon nor immortal nor ghost, and turned into a rotten "bird" shaped monster.

"Go...die!"

The first to launch the attack was the Taoist Chang Ming with a human head and a bird body.

He flapped his flesh wings, and his blood-red feathers pierced through the air like sharp swords!

"Damn it! Get out of the way!"

The mob started cursing.

As the blood feathers whistled, Taoist Chang Ming also leaped forward and crashed into the crowd.

He was huge, full of demonic energy, and had no special moves at all.

But their reckless charge and sharp claws have already caused a lot of casualties.

Even more terrifying was the fact that the three-headed, six-armed Taoist Chang Jing hadn't yet made a move. Standing before the Grand Master's Hall, he stood four or five meters tall, his eyes a blur, devoid of any spirit. Yet, the surging demonic energy within him was even more intense than that of Taoist Chang Ming!
The degree of alienation of these Taoists is determined by how much "immortal marrow" they have drunk.

Then this senior disciple from Qiyun Mountain undoubtedly drank the most amount of divine marrow!
No wonder the Taoists in the village at the foot of the mountain all grew limbs that were twisted, incomplete, and extremely immature.

However, what grew out of Taoist Chang Jing was an almost complete three-headed, six-armed being.

I'm just afraid...

Most of the blood from the immortal heart of old man Qi Yun has been drunk by this eldest disciple of Qi Yun over the years.

The root of Qiyun's rise turns out to be here.

While he was thinking, he saw Taoist Chang Ming suddenly let out a long cry towards the sky while being besieged by the crowd.

“Giggle…Giggle!”

Is that the sound of a chicken?

Suddenly, the square in front of the temple began to surge, bricks and stones shattered, dust was raised, and corpses crawled out one after another. They were all wearing Taoist robes, with red eyes and emitting a cold demonic aura.

"What the hell is this?"

"This Qiyunshan is even more arrogant than me. How many beastly things has he done behind my back?!"

"Are these disciples human or demon?"

"..."

The crowd was noisy, and people who knew a little about the situation, like Li Daosheng, frowned frequently when they saw it.

The "ghosts" buried under the square in front of the temple, which have now been awakened by Taoist Chang Ming, have human forms but also have obvious demonic characteristics.

It seems that Taoist Chang Ming was not Taoist Qi Yun’s first “experimental subject”. Many people must have died before Taoist Chang Ming.

It seems that the old Taoist priest has really gone crazy in pursuit of immortality.

Hundreds of people in the venue immediately became chaotic and started fighting with the resurrected zombies.

This number is beyond imagination.

Wang Dianzhou's knife was already covered in blood. He had been almost sleepless these past few days, trying his best to hold on.

At first glance, the corpse ghosts summoned by Taoist Chang Ming were difficult enough to deal with, but no one could step forward to stop the birdman that Taoist Chang Ming transformed into.

Seeing this, Li Daosheng swung his sword and prepared to rush forward.

But he was suddenly blocked by a figure.

"Monk? You come again!" Chen Zhian widened his eyes as he looked at the monk Jueming who suddenly appeared.

"Donor Li," Monk Jueming seemed also very anxious, and this time he didn't even say "Amitabha", "Don't be stopped by these demons. The strange appearance of the Heavenly Dao is currently in the Patriarch's Hall stealing Qiyun's incense."

"If it were to absorb all the incense offerings from Qiyun generations into itself, this world would be devastated, and no one would be able to stop it..."

"Hurry into the hall and stop him!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhian was the first to laugh.

"Little monk, your cultivation is not high enough, you are still not like a stone," the little Taoist laughed, "it's better to be a human being, a good person!"

Li Daosheng actually already felt it, his body was shaking uncontrollably, not because of fear, but because of excitement.

This bastard-like body that loves to die is extremely happy at this moment.

"Even if I don't deal with Chang Ming, what should I do with this guy at the door?" Li Daosheng gripped his sword tightly and sighed in his heart.

"I'll do it." Seeing Li Daosheng glance at the Taoist Chang Jing with three heads and six arms, Ren Ou, who had hardly spoken before, suddenly spoke.

Chen Zhian scratched his head awkwardly. "I wanted to ask myself to come, but that bird-like Taoist Chang Ming is definitely no match for me..."

"Let me do it."

Suddenly, a flash of red came from outside the mountain and landed in front of Li Daosheng. Holding a blood-red whip, it stood sideways and looked at Li Daosheng.

If it’s not Hongyun, then who else could it be?
Li Daosheng wanted to say hello, but he heard Hong Yun muttering to himself: "Master Qi Yun, you captured my demon clan and took their organs alive. This vengeance... must be avenged."

After saying that, she turned around and was going to stop Taoist Chang Ming and fight him to the death.

Li Daosheng looked at her back and suddenly asked, "Are you the Hongyun I know, or the demon king Honglin?"

She froze and didn't respond, but after she took two steps, a voice came: "Your Excellency, you can call me whatever you want."

Li Daosheng laughed heartily and swung his sword:
"Then I'll leave Chang Jing Chang Ming in your care."

"Little Taoist priest, little monk, do you dare to follow me in to exorcise the demon?"

Li Daosheng turned around and asked.

The young Buddha and the Taoist looked at each other and smiled:
"Infinite Heavenly Lord..."

"Amitabha."

(End of this chapter)