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Xiniu Hezhou Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

The back mountain of Xieyue Sanxing Cave is extremely quiet.

Patriarch Bodhi paced back and forth in his cave, looking agitated.

These past few days, he has been tormented by Lin Dasheng to the point that his Daoist heart almost collapsed.

These wild monkeys not only ruined his herb garden.

They even forced him to catch wild game for barbecue every day.

He, a dignified saint and benevolent corpse, is almost turned into a full-time nanny.

We can't let this drag on any longer.

We must quickly teach him the Western religious practices.

As long as he learns my law.

The karmic bond between master and disciple is now firmly established.

Bodhi Patriarch Lao Liu narrowed his eyes.

He straightened his worn-out Taoist robe.

I walked steadily to the back of the mountain.

Lin Dasheng was lying on a tree branch, bored and trying to sleep.

He was snoring loudly.

Bodhi Patriarch forced out a kind smile.

He gently brushed Lin Dasheng's face with his whisk.

Wake up, little friend.

Today, I, a humble Taoist, will impart to you the supreme Dao.

Lin Dasheng impatiently waved away his whisk.

He arrogantly rolled over.

What a terrible highway.

Can anyone sleep as soundly as I, Old Sun?

Old man, don't bother me, Old Sun.

Bodhi Patriarch gritted his teeth in frustration.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Young friend, didn't you complain that this place was boring?

My Taoist practice is called the Great Celestial Immortal Technique.

It is the supreme method to seize the creation of heaven and earth and invade the mysteries of the sun and moon.

Once you've learned it.

They could then live forever and escape the law.

Lin Dasheng only managed to open his eyes after hearing these words.

He picked at his ear with disdain.

The Great Celestial Immortal Technique.

The name is quite impressive.

Read it aloud to me.

If you're not interested, I, Old Sun, will tear down your cave right now.

Bodhi Patriarch took a deep breath with excitement.

He had finally gotten his chance.

He quickly recited a profound incantation.

This mantra contains hidden cause and effect principles from Western religions.

As long as Lin Dasheng practices accordingly.

It will then be silkily imbued with the atmosphere of Western religion.

Lin Dasheng listened to it casually once.

A sly glint flashed in his golden eyes.

This broken mnemonic sounds so awkward.

It runs slowly.

It was as strenuous as an old man climbing a mountain.

Lin Dasheng jumped down from the tree with a look of disgust.

Old man, your technique is terrible.

Even my big yellow guard dog doesn't want to train.

Bodhi Patriarch was so angry that he trembled all over.

What do you know, you mischievous monkey?

This is my most precious, hidden skill.

If you lack understanding, just say so.

Lin Dasheng laughed arrogantly.

Am I, Old Sun, not perceptive enough?

Open your dog eyes and look carefully!

Lin Dasheng forcefully activated the Pangu bloodline within his body.

A terrifying aura of chaotic demonic ape suddenly erupted.

He brutally reversed the entire course of that Great Celestial Immortal Technique.

Originally a peaceful Western religious practice.

It rampaged wildly inside Lin Dasheng's body.

Lin Dasheng savagely swallowed the surrounding spiritual energy in one gulp.

His golden hair stood on end arrogantly.

A fierce, devouring power emanated from his body.

This broken technique has been modified by me, Old Sun.

It's barely usable.

From now on, let's call it the Chaos Demon Ape Devouring Heaven Technique.

Lin Dasheng proudly swung his golden cudgel.

Bodhi Patriarch stared in astonishment.

He stared incredulously at the ferocious ape before him.

Is this even a Buddhist practice?!

This monkey actually cruelly burned all the causal threads.

They even modified the cultivation method into a brutal demonic art.

Bodhi Patriarch felt his head buzzing.

He was devastated to find that he had not only failed to ensnare the monkey.

Instead, they gave him a set of martial arts techniques as a toy for free.

Just when Bodhi Patriarch was on the verge of collapse.

Inside the dark Judge's Hall of the Underworld.

Demon Lord Wutian was comfortably crossing his legs.

He was wearing a dazzling, top-quality, sky-covering cloak.

He wore a hideous demon mask on his face.

On the table lay a thick volume of the Book of Life and Death.

Wutian coldly gripped the pen of the judge of life and death.

He shamelessly turned to the page about Jin Chanzi.

The successor of the old bald monk.

You died too quickly in your previous two lives, which was too easy for you.

This third incarnation of mine will be a thrilling one for you.

Wu Tian laughed sinisterly.

He forcefully crossed out the original setting in the Book of Life and Death.

With a flourish of his pen, he wrote several lines of large characters in a wild, unrestrained style.

The first species to be reincarnated.

A fat, gluttonous, and lazy wild boar from the mortal realm.

The second destiny setting.

Unlucky and short-lived.

Born into a miserable state, they were served on the dinner table.

The third way to die is defined.

He was tortured and dismembered by the butcher.

Wu Tian looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

He casually threw Jin Chanzi's true spirit into the animal realm.

Go ahead.

Enjoy your wonderful pig life.

Wutian burst into arrogant laughter.

He skillfully picked up the premium Asura Blood Tea on the table and took a sip.

The task assigned by the Lord is really interesting.

As long as I am here, there will be no Heaven in the underworld for even a day.

Those bald monks of Western religions shouldn't expect a good end.

In a filthy pigsty somewhere in the mortal world at this time.

A plump old sow painfully gave birth to a litter of piglets.

One of the piglets stands out.

It's not just ridiculously fat.

His body also emitted a faint golden light reminiscent of Buddhist light.

This is the third incarnation of Jin Chanzi.

Jin Chanzi lay in despair in the foul-smelling mud.

He let out two mournful squeals, filled with grief and indignation.

What exactly are you doing, Sage Guide?

How did I turn into an animal again?

Before Jin Chanzi could finish his miserable complaint...

A burly butcher from the mortal realm strode over.

He skillfully grabbed Jin Chanzi's pig ear.

This little piglet is quite plump.

Perfect timing to make roast suckling pig tonight.

The butcher cruelly raised the sharp pig-slaughtering knife in his hand.