Baoshan City is more than fifty kilometers away from Buddhism. Suning and Hu Zhiying arrived in the evening.
Along the way, the charming girl couldn't restrain her joy when her wish came true, completely forgetting the danger of the demon pill being "controlled by others".
Suning really admires this guy, he lives so heartlessly.
The last second was so tearful and touching.
The next second he was smiling and jumping up and down.
It's like acting, it needs to be as realistic as possible.
"How are you going to get in?"
In the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, Hu Zhiying, who was dressed in black robe, looked at the top of the Buddhist mountain and said with a long look: "I have two ways. First, knock out the disciples guarding the mountain, or kill them directly, transform into their appearance, and impersonate them."
"Second, I will leave my physical body outside, and my spirit body will possess the host and control its mind. I will also be able to spy on you without anyone noticing."
Suning turned off her phone, zipped up her shoulder bag and asked, "Which one is safer?"
Hu Zhiying replied: "The second type."
"After all, I am a demon. Even if I am not afraid of the Buddha's aura, my innate demon aura cannot be completely concealed."
"More or less, it will be leaked inadvertently."
"Buddhist disciples are extremely sensitive to evil spirits, and I don't want to ruin your important event."
Suning muttered: "The separation of the spiritual body from the physical body is very risky for you."
"Once your physical body is damaged, you will probably wander around like a lonely ghost."
Hu Zhiying nodded and said: "Yes, so I need to find a secret place to hide my body, and strive to be the best."
Suning suggested: "You go find it and I will help you set up a small defensive formation on the outside. No one can break it without the seventeenth level of martial arts."
...
It was getting dark and Hu Zhiying left.
Taking advantage of the change of guard among the disciples guarding the mountain, her spirit body successfully possessed a certain young novice monk and "broke into" Buddhism in a big way.
Suning was responsible for dealing with the aftermath, and at the same time, he was secretly waiting for an opportunity.
He doesn't have Hu Zhiying's ability to possess a living person, so he can only use a human skin mask to change his face and use his own cultivation to control the changes in his bones.
It can't be 100% similar, try to imitate it to 70-80% similarity.
Just like that, I was still on tenterhooks, for fear that some flaws would be exposed.
From dusk to dark, from dark to late at night.
Suning's legs were numb from squatting, and finally at about one o'clock in the morning, she squatted down for the convenience of the young monk.
"It's just you."
"The knife fell with his hand," and he slapped the opponent unconscious. Suning threw the young monk into the maze prepared in advance.
He took off his monk's robe and Arhat shoes, and put down two bottles of mineral water and several packets of crispy noodles.
The method used was exactly the same as the last time he stole the Xuanmen Earth Soul.
The only thing that made him feel depressed was that the Buddhist disciples had no hair, and each one was cleaner than the other.
The appearance can be "fixed", but the hair is difficult to hide.
If you sneak in like this, oh, you will stand out from the crowd.
After hesitating for a moment, Suning reluctantly shaved off his hair.
Fortunately, these disciples guarding the mountain are only lowly outer disciples and have not yet formally received ordination.
Otherwise, if there are scars on the top of my head, how will I face Lingxi when I go back?
Steal the earth's soul once and steal yourself into nothing?
Female benefactor of Lingxi, has the poor monk come to bring you tea?
Extremely depressed, Suning returned to the queue as if nothing had happened.
The fat monk standing guard with him lazily joked: "Jingquan, you definitely have hemorrhoids. If you pull it for half an hour, you will be half dead every time."
"If you have a disease that needs to be treated, how can you delay it?"
"Look at the virtues of the Discipline Academy. He coughed and coughed all day long, and finally he coughed himself up last month."
