The Demonic Taoist Priest Emerges from the Mountain

Since I survived my near-death experience, I have read the "Book of Demon Slayers" and have gained a deep understanding of the path of demon slayers.

According to the "Book of Demon Slaughtering", cultivating the Demon Slaughtering Path requires slaying demons and ghosts, absorbing their malevolent energy and transforming it into ghost energy to improve one's own cultivation.

Three days ago, while I was reading a cultivation method called "Slaying Ghosts Guide" recorded in the "Slaying Ghosts Dao Book", I unexpectedly noticed a warm current in my dantian.

I remember that warm current clearly; it was a wisp of breath that the female ghost Qi Fang passed on to me after she disappeared.

At the time, I didn't know exactly what that aura was.

It wasn't until I tentatively circulated my energy according to the cultivation method of the [Demon Slayer] that I suddenly realized something.

This wisp of energy was a chance given to me by the female ghost Qi Fang, which was also the remnant of her malevolence.

This wisp of malevolent energy, under the operation of the [Ghost-Slaying Guide], was quickly transformed into ghost energy.

It turns out that the female ghost Qi Fang had already seen through my cultivation of the Ghost-Slaying Path.

This gift of gratitude successfully opened the door for me to become a warlock.

However, it seems that I am not very strong as a warlock so far.

The malevolent aura of the female ghost Qi Fang could only gather a tiny bit of ghost energy for me.

This amount of ghost energy isn't even enough to support me in drawing a complete [Ghost-Trapping Talisman].

However, this little bit of ghost energy is already enough.

At least, during the battle between the blind monk and Ning Jinrou, I used this wisp of ghostly energy to perform the [Aura Observation Technique] and saw the changes in this world.

The blind monk was indeed very strong.

His strength does not come from himself.

Rather, the entire Liuweng Village was continuously providing him with the power of heaven and earth.

The phantom of Buddha that he gathered was actually formed from all the spiritual energy within the entire Liuweng Village area.

Even if Ning Jinrou used dozens more Thunder Talismans and Lightning Talismans, she still wouldn't be able to shatter this Buddha phantom.

It's not that she's not strong enough.

Rather, it was the blind monk's formation that was too unpredictable!

They drew a circle on the ground to form an array, and then plundered the spiritual energy of the surrounding area for their own use.

Such methods are truly shocking.

I know we've lost this fight.

As long as this formation remains, the blind monk is not someone the two of us can shake in this area.

After all, we don't have the same level of skill as Master Qin.

They can seize opportunities from fate.

"Master, we were rash, please forgive us."

I bowed to the blind monk.

Listen to what I'm saying.

The blind monk clasped his hands together in prayer.

The string of prayer beads that had been hovering around the Buddha's illusory image's brow instantly fell back into the blind monk's hand.

As the prayer beads fell back down, the illusory image of Buddha gradually dissipated.

"Fellow Daoists, this world has been designated by the Buddha. Your unauthorized intrusion is already an offense. If there is nothing else, please leave as soon as possible. This humble monk will not stop you."

The blind monk said calmly.

"But my father is still in the village. If he leaves like this, he will surely become a demon in my heart."

I did not agree to the blind monk's suggestion and looked directly at him.

The blind monk smiled slightly.

"Your father will be safe and sound here."

He said.

But I shook my head.

"If it were truly the Buddha, that would be one thing, but Venerable Master, you know that everything here is illusory, so how can you claim to be unharmed?"

The blind monk paused for a moment.

"Your father suffered injustice and cold treatment for many years, but the Buddha's teachings have brought him great respect, freeing him from suffering. For the past three years, he has had no worries about food and clothing. Can he be considered to be well?"

He looked up, facing my direction, and asked.

I didn't speak.

The blind monk continued, "Is this all there is to a peaceful life? Can that be considered true bliss?"

I remained silent.

"You are burdened with demonic energy, destined for a life of killing and evil, born into instability and turmoil. If your father were to accompany you, could you truly protect him?"

Three questions in a row.

I did not respond with a single word.

The blind monk smiled.

"This humble monk can accommodate you two fellow practitioners for another day."

"After one day, this humble monk will open the Great Path to the Dust and send you two fellow Daoists away."

"If you two still don't leave, then don't blame this humble monk."

With that, the blind monk flicked his sleeve and returned to the temple with the mute man.

Ning Jinrou was so angry that she trembled all over.

Seeing the temple gate close, she looked at me.

"Why did you give up just now?"

She questioned him.

I gazed intently at the temple.

"If this great formation isn't broken, we can't defeat him."

Upon hearing what I said, Ning Jinrou immediately calmed down.

"You noticed?"

I nodded.

I told Ning Jinrou everything I had just discovered.

Ning Jinrou frowned after hearing this.

"No wonder this tortoise shell was so hard to break; it turns out that the blind bald monk stole the earth's energy from this place!"

Ning Jinrou was furious.

He kicked a rock on the ground far away.

He crossed his arms and fumed.

Actually, I'm also quite frustrated. To this day, I still don't know what the blind monk's purpose is.

Moreover, my instinct tells me that this grand formation is definitely not as simple as it appears to be.

It definitely has a killer move hidden inside.

But I have no idea what this killer move is.

After all, this was a grand formation that the blind monk had meticulously set up over five years.

This is absolutely extraordinary!

"What do we do now? Are we just going to do as he says and leave tomorrow?"

Ning Jinrou was still sulking; she was genuinely resentful.

I squinted.

After a long silence, he replied, "Do you have a way to deal with this blind monk?"

Hearing what I said, Ning Jinrou got even angrier and even swore.

Then she ignored me completely and went back the way she came.

I touched my nose in frustration.

This girl has a terrible temper. Whoever marries her will be incredibly unlucky.

I took another long look at the temple.

Without lingering, he turned and chased after Ning Jinrou.

When I returned to the yard, my father was still sleeping. I walked around my house and looked at it carefully.

My yard is enclosed by a fence, and in many places the wooden and bamboo strips are loose. I went into the house alone, took out a hammer, nails, and the tattered bundle I had brought with me, and came out to start repairing the fence in the yard.

I also saw Ning Jinrou during that time; she was still angry and ignored me.

Before we knew it, the afternoon had passed.

My dad had already woken up long ago.

He borrowed some eggs from his neighbor and brought back a knife full of cured meat.

They said they would cook us one of their signature dishes.

But just as he finished cutting the meat...

The mute man who appeared during the day is back again.

He stood quietly in the yard, not looking at us, his head down, motionless.

My dad happened to see this when he came out of the kitchen.

I could clearly see that my father's expression had changed.

He quickly ran to the mute man's side, bowing low with a fawning expression.

"What brings you here today, Master Mute? Have you eaten yet? Would you like some vegetarian food at my house?"

But my father's attempts to please him did not elicit any positive response from the mute man. Instead, he slightly raised his head, glanced at my father, and then reached out and shoved my father to the ground.

Seeing this scene while I was sitting at the table, I suddenly became furious.

"Fuck your father!"

I cursed angrily, grabbed the stool I was sitting on, and rushed out.