Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 40 Trapped in a Jedi
Li Daosheng didn't know when he lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness, he saw the Taoist Chang Jing with a white face and no beard.

His body had returned to normal size, but was "broken" all over. His shoulders, abdomen, cheeks, thighs... were all riddled with holes from spears.

If it were any other living being, this injury would have been fatal.

But this Taoist is still "alive", if that can be considered alive.

Li Daosheng tried to struggle, but suddenly found that his lower body was actually grown together with a pool of bloody flesh!
Looking closely, dense granulation tissue connected to the body, and thin blood vessels penetrated into the back, more than a dozen of them.

You can clearly see blood being drawn out of the blood vessels and flowing somewhere.

Struggling was useless, so Li Daosheng simply stared at the Taoist priest.

The wounds on Taoist Chang Jing's body should have been left by Ren Ou.

He should have been defeated by Ren Ou, but it was only because of the strange phenomenon of heaven that he was able to maintain his immortality.

Li Daosheng discovered that there was also a blood vessel connected to the body of Taoist Chang Jing.

So, these blood vessels mean that they can control others?
Judging from the fact that his lower body was fused with a pool of flesh and blood, Li Daosheng was more inclined to believe that the strange appearance of heaven was trying to "assimilate" him.

The last thing that happened to him before he lost consciousness was being captured by the monster's sternum and sealed into its chest cavity.

At this moment, Li Daosheng discovered that the hall had been completely destroyed and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a devil's cave.

Squirming flesh and blood can be seen everywhere, and the ground is covered with strange, colorful body tissues. Although it can be barely seen here that this place is still in the Qiyun Mountain Patriarch Hall, it looks more like being inside the body of a giant creature.

And... there are other people here.

At this moment, the Taoist Chang Jing, who has been completely dominated and has lost his self-awareness, is inserting more blood vessels into the back of the necks of all those who have suffered the same fate as Li Daosheng.

Not only Li Daosheng himself was "grown" in flesh and blood, but Wang Dianzhou, Chen Zhian, the banshee Honglin, and dozens of people who went into the mountains to eliminate demons were all bound by flesh and blood, with blood vessels from the strange form of heaven inserted into their bodies.

It seems that a lot of things happened while I was unconscious.

Only dozens of people are left out of the hundreds of people who entered the mountain. Those who are still alive... should all be in this ancestral hall that is like a devil's cave.

The reason why they are still alive is because Li Daosheng can see that the condition of everyone involved in his life is very abnormal. The blood vessels inserted into their bodies are continuously sucking away their blood and injecting blood from the strange appearance of the Heavenly Dao.

It is assimilating everyone.

However, Monk Jueming and Ren Ou were not among the trapped people.

There's still hope. I have to find a way to escape from here.

At this moment, Li Daosheng felt that his body was extremely comfortable, as if he was lying in a winter bed, too lazy to move. It seemed that his body thought this was the best coffin and was waiting to die.

Suddenly, the earth shook.

The dazed Taoist Chang Jing suddenly lost all his strength and fell on the ground with his back.

Li Daosheng quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be still unconscious.

But he didn't close his eyes completely. Instead, he half-closed them, paying attention to the source of the movement.

It was the roof?
Li Daosheng half-closed his eyes, but what he saw made his heart beat wildly.

There was a big hole in the roof, and at this moment, a huge head was poking out from the hole and looking into the hall.

It’s the head of Taoist Qi Yun.

At this moment, it has become extremely huge, and its blood-red eyes swept across the room. Its gaze was as solid as a substance, making people feel cold in their hearts.

After looking like this for several times, the head's eyes suddenly locked onto one of the people bound by flesh and blood.

The old Taoist's mouth slowly opened, and a long black "needle" like a mosquito's mouthparts stretched into the hall.

Li Daosheng saw with his own eyes that the long black needle slowly penetrated into the body of a martial arts hero who was bound by flesh and blood without any hindrance.

The man had his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling, and a peaceful smile on his face.

What is it going to do?
Li Daosheng's uneasiness reached its peak.

The black "long needle" suddenly bulged, and the hero suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He seemed to be unable to see or hear, and even if he tried to shout, he couldn't make a sound.

It just opened its mouth in vain, a look of pain on its face. Soon, the black mouthparts began to "swell" and "swell" and suck.

The body of this heroic hero shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood color on his body faded away in the blink of an eye, and his eyes had already turned white. Amidst the scalp-numbing sucking sound, the living man who was just alive turned into a thin piece of human skin without any sound.

Li Daosheng couldn't help but feel a little shocked. He had never seen such a thing in the world he grew up in.

Li Daosheng felt that his mental state was pretty good. However, due to the loss of a certain memory, Li Daosheng felt heavy in his heart, as if he had forgotten something extremely important.

It is precisely under the influence of this "heavy" mentality that Li Daosheng has always been very receptive to new things.

But what was happening now still made him feel a little creepy.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the slender mouthparts stuck to the side of Li Daosheng's body and slowly retracted.

The cold and malicious touch made him extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, it didn't do anything else, and the huge Taoist head disappeared from the big hole in the roof and disappeared.

Li Daosheng waited for a long time, and the others woke up one after another.

Apart from Li Daosheng, the first person to wake up was Wang Dianzhou.

As soon as Wang Dianzhou woke up, he wanted to pick up his knife, but as soon as he moved, he realized his predicament.

His head ached, and his last memory was that he and everyone else were happily killing the "corpse demon" outside the hall, when suddenly, dense, long blood-red threads emerged from the hall and pierced into the back of everyone's neck.

Then, I lost consciousness.

"Which level of hell is this?"

The voice of the young Taoist priest Chen Zhian suddenly rang out.

After seeing his lower body trapped in flesh and blood, with a tube inserted into the back of his neck, coupled with the hellish scene of blood and flesh everywhere, he couldn't help but groan.

"I've done countless good deeds, and I've lived a clear conscience for the better part of my life... How could I have ended up in hell?"

"It's over, it's over..."

"Not dead yet."

Suddenly a voice interrupted the little Taoist priest's lament.

Huh?
This voice is...Brother Li!

"I'm not dead... I feel like I'm almost there... I have no strength left in my body."

The voice was loud and rough, and Chen Zhian quickly turned his head to look. It was the rough guy Wang Dianzhou!
"What should I do? My mana... seems to be constantly leaking out!"

The young Taoist priest was somewhat unwilling. He had originally come to Wanshou Village to broaden his horizons, but he had not expected to encounter such a great disaster.

If I can get rid of the demon and return safely, I guess the elders in the sect will have to serve me tea obediently, right?

It's nice to think about it, but unfortunately, the current situation is miserable...

"Come out, monk."

Suddenly, Li Daosheng shouted again to the empty air beside him.

"Monk?"

"Where are the monks?"

Wang Dianzhou and Chen Zhian twisted their necks to look around.

But then the air fluctuated, and Monk Jueming, still wearing spotless white monk robes, appeared in front of the three people.

"Amitabha……"

Monk Jueming appeared beside Li Daosheng and bowed.

"I had doubts when I was in Wanshou Village before."

"How did you manage to see where I was so often? Please enlighten me."

(End of this chapter)