The Demonic Taoist Priest Emerges from the Mountain

As they spoke, the Yin formation set up by the monk Shanjie had been fully activated.

At this moment, clusters of eerie green flames burned across the entire Changsong Mountain.

Not only that, but translucent ghosts crawled out from their respective graves.

Seeing this, Ning Jinrou's face showed a hint of anger.

"Has this bald monk gone mad? He's forcibly dragging out those souls who have already been laid to rest!"

"Isn't he afraid of divine retribution for doing this?"

Ning Jinrou gritted her teeth.

The monk Shanjie's actions have seriously violated the balance between the Yin and Yang realms.

Such behavior is not approved by the laws of Heaven.

Do you think someone as obsessive as him would care about these things?

Yan Jingxia said calmly.

The monk Shanjie spent eight years setting up the Sister Yin-Yang Array in Liuweng Village, even sacrificing the entire village of Liuweng to perform the "Thousand Soul Sacrifice" in order to resurrect an old monk he had killed.

Such people don't care about divine retribution or karmic merit.

Once he sets his mind on something, he will definitely do it.

Moreover, he had been preparing to do this for eight years.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have set up the Sister Yin-Yang Formation.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this kind of person is evil to the core!

"What do we do now?"

Ning Jinrou's face darkened as she asked Yan Jingxia.

There are now no fewer than a hundred dead spirits on Changsong Mountain.

These undead will not cause any harm to humans at present.

However, as they linger in the mortal realm for a longer period of time, they will inevitably develop resentment and eventually become evil spirits.

If hundreds of evil spirits were to flood into Qingshan City, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Kid, can you handle this?"

Yan Jingxia turned her head and looked at me.

I gritted my teeth, picked up a sharpened machete from the side, and nodded.

Yan Jingxia's lips curled up slightly.

"Junior Sister, you and that boy rush out and find that bald monk."

"I broke his Yang formation, and now he's forcibly activated his Yin formation. He'll be either dead or crippled. You're in charge of killing him."

"I need to set up a Rebirth Array along Liuweng Village."

"Once you've dealt with that bald monk, lure all these undead into the Rebirth Array and send them to their final resting place."

Yan Jingxia spoke quickly.

A formation master is not very strong without the support of formations.

Therefore, Yan Jingxia would definitely not engage in a head-on charge.

Only Ning Jinrou and I can do it.

Ning Jinrou and I exchanged a glance and then nodded.

Without pausing, he turned and ran.

But they haven't even run out of my yard yet.

Yan Jingxia suddenly called out to us.

"What's your hurry? Do you even know where that bald monk is?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Jinrou and I both turned to look at Yan Jingxia.

"When I entered Liuweng Village, I saw this Sister Yin-Yang Formation. The core of this formation is in the temple in the village."

"If the bald monk wants to activate the Yin formation, he will definitely go to that temple. You will definitely encounter him when you go there."

"Alright, time waits for no one, let's go!"

Yan Jingxia said.

I rolled my eyes hard.

This guy first asked us why we were in such a hurry, then later told us that time waits for no one. It's really speechless.

However, I didn't waste too much time on such details with him.

I know that time is indeed very tight right now.

If these spirits descend from the mountain, it will be a disaster for us.

Ning Jinrou was aware of this as well.

Therefore, we both acted very quickly.

When we arrived at the temple built on the threshing ground.

At this moment, candles have been lit inside the temple.

These candles stretched from the entrance all the way to the innermost part of the house.

However, what's creepy is...

These candles are not red, but white!

Each candle was engraved with a strange rune.

The rune was then coated with a layer of red paint of unknown material.

It looks extremely eerie.

At this moment, the main gate of the temple has been opened.

Facing you is a Maitreya Buddha statue carved entirely from stone.

The smile of Maitreya Buddha appeared unusually eerie under the light of these candles.

On either side of Maitreya Buddha are the Four Heavenly Kings.

As Ning Jinrou and I walked past, the four powerful figures glared angrily, creating a great sense of oppression.

Following the candles, we soon arrived at the main hall.

At this moment, all the doors of the main hall were opened.

A Buddha statue sits before you.

This Buddha statue is not the Tathagata Buddha, but a Buddha I have never seen before.

The strangest thing is that this Buddha statue only has half a head!

It looks like the other half of its head was chiseled off by something.

The fracture surface is extremely irregular.

Beneath this half-faced Buddha statue, a figure dressed in a white robe sat quietly in meditation.

He slowly struck the wooden fish, chanting scriptures I had never heard of before.

This person was none other than the monk Shanjie.

It seemed to sense our arrival.

The monk Shanjie slowly stopped moving.

At this moment, my tongue had recovered, and I first looked at Ning Jinrou.

"Go find what your second senior brother left here."

Ning Jinrou gave me a deep look.

"Are you sure you're okay on your own?"

She was somewhat worried, after all, we had all witnessed how difficult the monk Shanjie was.

I tightened my grip on the wood-chopping knife, looked indifferently at the monk Shanjie, my eyes filled with hatred, and nodded firmly.

No matter what means I use today, I will make sure that Monk Shanjie dies!

Ning Jinrou sighed: "Then be careful on your own."

After she finished speaking, she walked in another direction.

I looked indifferently at the monk Shanjie, standing still without moving.

"Benefactor Qin, since you're here, please come in."

The monk Shanjie's words remained that unpleasant calmness.

I sneered, "You know I'm here to kill you."

The monk Shanjie smiled.

He stood up.

He turned around and faced me.

When I saw what he looked like now, my eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, he was truly blind!

His eyes were empty.

Blood continued to flow from his eyes.

Blood streamed down his face, dripping from his chin onto his pristine white robe.

"The old monk told me that I was born with demonic bones and was not suitable for practicing Buddhism."

"The reason I'm kept by your side is to suppress my demonic nature."

"I don't believe it. I watched the people in that village being killed that day, and I think those who killed people are the devils."

"The old monk who stood by and watched someone die was the real demon."

The monk Shanjie remained unmoved by his words.

"What does it have to do with me?"

I looked at the monk Shanjie with a calm expression.

At this moment, the monk Shanjie just wanted to vent to someone.

But I don't want to give him that chance.

As for this enemy, I only want him to die in the most painful way.

When the monk Shanjie heard what I said, he laughed. The blood on his face combined with his smile gave people an extremely creepy feeling.

"Benefactor Qin, this humble monk is blind; you could take my life at any moment."

He said.

I gave a cold laugh.

She tightened her grip on the wood-chopping knife and walked towards him step by step.

I'm going to kill him, in the most cruel way.