A natural fairy cave with infinite scenery on the dangerous peak.
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[Part1·Become a demon instantly]
"Eat it?" Wu Xiuwen said in surprise: "Just...just eat it like this?"
Mu Dexingjun entered Dijiang's stomach and was never vomited out.
Next, the ferocious beast patted its butt, stood up lazily from the cloth bag, stood on two feet like the BOSS, walked up to Jiang Xueming with its head held high, and talked about the next riddle and the next problem.
"The old monkey tastes good, and his skin and muscles are strong, but his teeth are a little stuffy. What are you going to do next, doctor?"
Di Jiang said proudly.
"I have counted over and over again in this Black Wind Town, and there are more than a thousand people who are related to each other. They look like people, and they sound like people. When they are working, threshing and drying the grain, they are just like people. When they go home, they look like people.
When he is washing rice, cooking rice and frying beans, he is a human being. When he is teaching his children how to speak and read, when he is going out to the market to buy cloth and weave clothes, he is very much like a human being."
"But now, I can't be a human anymore."
Zhao Jianxiong understood that as soon as Lord Mu Dexing died, Heifeng Town would be wiped out -
"--demon!"
The hot-blooded young man raised the pole and wanted to kill Di Jiang, but how could Di Jiang be killed by such a weak physical attack? Its body is like soft dough, and it will be dented when hit with a stick. The table is also beaten by Zhao Jianxiong.
It cracked open, but there was no injury to this hairless beast. It just returned to its original shape after two bullets.
Di Jiang smiled grimly and said, "What did you call me?"
Zhao Jianxiong: "Beast! Something inferior to a pig or a dog!"
Di Jiang laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha! That's right!"
Seeing that Jiang Xueming was silent, Wu Xiuwen came to his master and asked in a low voice.
"Master, do you have a plan? Otherwise, how could you be so calm?"
"Not yet." Jiang Xueming was honest.
Wu Xiuwen's face changed slightly, turning from suspicion to shock: "If there is no good way, we can only watch the people in Hefeng Town turn into monsters. According to what you said - the Huan Dan in their bodies is not as good as that of Mu De Xingjun."
If you control it with true energy, you will eat people sooner or later."
Zhao Jianxiong cursed: "This bastard! It's just causing trouble to others!"
Di Jiang was overjoyed: "Say yes again! Ah yes, yes, yes!"
"Don't worry, I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry yet." Jiang Xueming packed the contents of the cloth bag, including some dry food, and took out some peach cakes brought from Zhuzhou to eat.
When he gnaws, he looks like a hamster and his cheeks bulge.
Xiuwen sighed sadly for a long time, and Jianxiong was furious for a long time.
Master was the only one who didn't speak and kept thinking silently.
Dijiang kept nagging, knowing that Jiang Xueming couldn't do anything to it and couldn't kill it - so it was ready to disgust this "immortal" and slowly corrupt the warrior from the inside.
Once this guy starts to get angry, his mentality becomes unbalanced, and he wants to break his defense, this means that the opportunity for chaos has arrived.
Some people hate it, hate it, hate it, want its life——
——It is natural to find ways to seek strength. In this process, there are countless obstacles.
Blocked by the barrier, the chaotic beast can take advantage of the situation, penetrate into the seven orifices and occupy the body, attack the weak heart and brain, and gain a heartless puppet.
"What happened?"
Di Jiang asked with a smile.
"Are you starting to feel distressed? How about poisoning the well? It will kill them all!~"
"Do you still want to keep the little one? Oh~ that's right!~"
"After all, these little babies are not adults yet, and they don't have any healing pills on them!~"
Chaos pressed close to Xueming's ear, wrinkles appearing on his face as he smiled.
"Oh yo yo, oh yo yo..."
"I ate Mudexing-kun."
"You won't be angry, will you?~"
"GieGie the Gunsmith!~"
This ferocious beast can hear people’s voices——
——The Qiongqi big cat next to Brother Ye Bei seems to have this ability.
Speaking of this kind of super power to spy on the soul, BOSS does not have this power. Perhaps it has been in a state of separation of spirit and body and has lost this innate ability.
Xueming no longer thinks about these miscellaneous things, she already has confidence in her heart.
The old demon Dijiang gradually lost his mind——
——It didn’t understand, how the little thing in front of it could still remain calm. So it kept adding pressure.
"You want to kill someone? Zhang Guiren!~"
"I'd say it's better to kill them all. The big ones have turned into monsters, and they're going to eat the little ones too."
"You kept the little one, as you said yourself——"
"——Ten or twenty years later, these children will grow up and become young adults. They will practice hard and acquire martial arts skills. When you get old and sick, why don't we form a group and beat you as a BOSS? Can you bear it?
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"And even if I can't defeat you, I can't forget this grudge. You are killing a monster. No matter how ferocious and cruel the monster is, they are still their parents and uncles. In this part of Daxia, there is another kind of moral sword.
Sharp swordsmanship is called filial piety."
"It would be extremely unfilial to not avenge your parents."
"I'm just curious. Now that you have no doubts in your mind, how are you going to fight against this divine sword?"
Xueming didn't say it out loud, but he knew it in his heart——
——Since this chaotic beast can ask this question, it means that its ability to read minds has limitations, which seems to be exactly the opposite of Qiongqi.
When he met Qiongqi for the first time, the white cat liked people who told the truth. No lies could be hidden from its nose and mouth, and he could tell the truth by smelling or licking them.
When I arrive at Dijiang, I am afraid that all the "problems" in my heart cannot be hidden. As long as I have doubts in my heart, thinking about what to eat today, where to go at night, and where the toilet is - these questions will be exposed the moment they pop up.
In Di Jiang's eyes.
He thought of a solution, and his brain stopped thinking. The synapses were frequently dispatched, and the power consumption voltage of the left and right brains coordinated with each other dropped. His IQ returned to the low point, and Dijiang could not spy on his mind.
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So to say--
——Meteor seems to be its nemesis.
The questions that Ah Xing can ask, he rarely bothers with the answers, they are all nonsense that can be carried away in one voice.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Xiuwen, you put on my treasured clothes and took the peeling tree, called the elders of the major families in the village and town, and said that the Buddha carver and the Hundred-Eyed Devil are both here. They were killed by the immortal - they were asked to come and pay homage to the immortal."
Wu Xiuwen could vaguely guess the answer, but he could only guess part of it.
He didn't dare to ask any more questions in front of the ferocious beast, so he took the magic weapon and went out the door.
"Jianxiong." Jiang Xueming called another apprentice to handle the matter: "Catch this knife."
Beloberg fell into Jianxiong's hands, and he immediately asked: "Master, what do you want me to do with the sword?"
"Shave my ordination." Jiang Xueming said as he tore off the tarpaulin of the bed, weaved the white silk tent into a lining, and cut the black sunshade into a cassock. Finally, he took out the silk sleeves from the bed. I took out the gilding wire for the pillow and tattooed six dragons on the cassock.
After he finished these things, Zhao Jianxiong had just finished shaving his master's head and trimming his sideburns and beard bit by bit.
Seeing a bald monk with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes in the bronze mirror, with a stern and unsmiling expression, Jianxiong sighed: "Master, you are so handsome. When you go to Beijing, I am afraid that all the ladies in the families of merchants and officials will believe in Buddhism and want to buy you." She lectures in her room - she becomes a monk."
Di Jiang burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha! This boy is teasing you! He says you are a soft-boiled person!"
"Otherwise? How many female monsters have died on my face?" Jiang Xueming was very self-conscious and had always been a bit worried about her own appearance: "Do you know how much sacrifice I made in order to kill Zhuzhu this time? Since ancient times, In the past, only beautiful women were allowed to be trapped in the enemy's camp to engage in honey traps? Men should feel ashamed if they do this? Can't they do it?"
Zhao Jianxiong blushed: "I'm not making fun of you, Master... I just feel weird..."
"You are also good-looking. I will teach you how to kill the banshee when I have the opportunity in the future. Don't think about it too easily." Jiang Xueming explained: "It is also dangerous to use a honey trap. You have to be a sheep first, and then a wolf - If you don't have the chance to tear off this sheepskin, you will have to throw it into a hot pot and cook it, and there will be no chance of escape."
That seems to make sense——
——Zhao Jianxiong thought carefully. The master entered the Guanyin Cave alone. There were two little demons guarding the cave. Empress Zhuzhu had a fairy fetus in her belly to protect her. The master could seize the opportunity to kill these demons. Jianxiong looked incredible.
"Speaking of this, there is another very strange rule I want to tell you." Jiang Xueming held the bronze mirror, took good care of his face and modified his expression, trying his best to look compassionate and kind, and to express the spirit and spirit of the monk. Satisfied: "People must have a sense of shame. I don't think this rule is right, not right at all."
Zhao Jianxiong wondered: "What's wrong? My parents and elder brothers have taught me that you must be aware of your shame and then be brave, and you cannot be a shameless person. When you meet shameless scoundrels, you will call them shameless."
"In the eyes of us cultivators - shame is the most useless, the lowest emotion, and the most rubbish energy." Jiang Xueming tugged at the corners of his mouth, pinched his nose, rubbed the skin at the end of his eyes, and adjusted his expression.
Become a natural and slightly happy state.
"This person knows his shame and then becomes brave. Don't he know where his shame lies? Can't he be brave?"
“Since being shameless can gain the upper hand and seek benefits, then under the same competitive conditions, if you continue to insist on your noble moral style, you will be at a disadvantage and be slashed by the moral sword - this is for those who insist on morality.
To put it bluntly, it is a kind of entrapment, even murder."
"In everything you do, you must talk about your own faults first, and always think of your own shame - fundamentally deny your appearance, cultivation, homework and martial arts. Over time, people will become abnormal."
"Whenever it comes to matters between men and women, you begin to feel shameful, feel it is dirty, and feel it is sacred. If someone uses it to attack you, how can you fight back?"
"You know that dung is dirty, poisonous, and smelly. You can't avoid it, and you feel ashamed if you get a little bit of it. If you meet an enemy who hides in a cesspit or hides in the women's toilet-don't you?
Did you give chase? Did you hesitate?"
"Jianxiong, when it comes to the decisive battle of life and death, once you hesitate, you are not far from death."
"Shame is meaningless to us. Whoever wants to use this thing to deceive you must want you to abide by their rules and use their moral sword to cut your flesh and drain your blood."
"The long-term worker was insulted by the old landowner - he was said to be shameless and only did so much work every day. It was really embarrassing and it was like cutting the flesh and bleeding."
"Parents beat and scold their children at home - saying that they are shameless, have no future, and will only become excrement-making machines. This is cutting off the flesh and blood of the closest relatives and expelling the father's sperm and the mother's blood."
"The emperor talks about heaven and earth as king, lord, master - anyone who does not abide by this set of rules is a treasonous person and becomes a shameless person without morals. There will no longer be a place for shameless people in the world. The emperor will naturally live a safe and stable life.
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"But if you listen carefully, who dares to call the emperor shameless? It seems that the sword of morality has always been laissez-faire for its owner. Who is right and who is wrong is the one who holds the sword."
Having said this, Xueming finally straightened out her appearance.
He put his hands together and put on his cassock.
"Amitabha."
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[Part2·Monk]
For a moment, Zhao Jianxiong was in a daze and found it difficult to understand this logic.
He has never been to the Nine Realms, and even though he has broken through the confusion, he has not crossed the hundreds of years of time gap. The words his master said to him are just lies to deceive the public in Xia Bang.
But if he really wants to tell the teacher that his father is a demon monk, maybe the master will not care at all.
With Master's temper, he might just smile easily and admit it so generously.
Perhaps in Master's eyes, Chabon was like a mountain and wilderness where demons roamed everywhere, a vast wilderness without morality.
"Walk."
Jiang Xueming changed into a new pair of shoes. The original priest's robe was damaged and the soles were smooth. Now only a few dead farmers on the treadmill left him some inheritance, including a few pairs of cloth shoes.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhao Jianxiong asked: "Where to go?"
Xueming hugged the old demon Dijiang and tucked it into the thick sleeves of his cassock: "Go to the fire pond."
Zhao Jianxiong suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "Master, you talk less..."
Jiang Xueming responded with a smile -
"——If a monk doesn't lie and talks less, he will naturally be deceived less. You have to give the Buddha some thin noodles..."
Zhao Jianxiong was amused by Zhang Guiren's strange expression.
He didn't expect that his master still had this side -
——Just like when Meteor met the cheerful Xueming.
After killing monsters, Jiang Xueming is happiest and most at ease.
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"Which one is Zhang Guiren? Which one?"
The fire pit was filled with people, all following Wu Xiuwen.
Last night, they watched helplessly as the Buddhist sculptor was blown to death by a terrifying "sky fire". All of a sudden, the birds and beasts were scattered, and then this white-clothed immortal who looked like a warrior general came to clean up the battlefield.
Now Wu Xiuwen is wearing precious armor and standing among the townspeople. The townspeople regard him as the new mountain king. When they heard that the new king has a master, they naturally respect this "immortal sect" more and more and want to start a new worship.
——There are no Buddhist carvers and spiritual Buddhas anymore, so we have to find something to protect ordinary people’s homes.
I saw a white monk wearing a black cassock and dragon robe walking in from the southwest of the fire pond. It was Jiang Xueming.
His steps were windy, fast and steady, with huge strides, and he stepped cleanly across the low stools - Di Jiang in his arms began to be restless and impatient.
The old demon seemed to have guessed what this guy was planning to do, but it couldn't resist. It was pressed into Fang Huanmeng's arms and hugged tightly, unable to make a sound.
"Amitabha..."
Jiang Xueming found among the townspeople, the priest elder who had dealt with the Buddhist carving master in the past was also the largest family in the town, the one with the loudest slogans and the most offerings.
The crowd did not dare to ask questions, so they pushed out the representative of the priests and elders.
"What's it called?" Jiang Xueming narrowed his eyes, like a smiling tiger.
Wu Xiuwen immediately shouted: "I want to ask you something!"
Xueming only felt that Xiu Wen was too clever——
——There is no need to say it, the student immediately understands how to do it.
"Liu Changgeng! Liu Changgeng! The head of the Liu family...I, I..."
The person who came was stammering, his beard was gray and he had grown up in old age. He was hunched over and did not dare to look at the great immortal. He was holding a fist in the hands of people from all walks of life. Later, he felt that it was not enough and wanted to kneel down.
Jiang Xueming said: "Get up."
Wu Xiuwen looked fierce and imitated his master's kicking technique, trying to push the old man's body upright, but unfortunately he couldn't imitate it.
The elder priest was kicked and beaten by Wu Xiuwen. The physical quality of the blood-giving monster was far superior to that of Xiuwen - it was not unbalanced, but a little strange. Why did this Martial God General still like to fool around and make these jokes?
However, the old man still obeyed the order and stood up straight, not even daring to kneel down - he knew clearly in his heart that the new king did not like to kneel down.
Jiang Xueming asked: "What are you doing?"
"Master asked you what kind of business you have? What do you do?" Wu Xiuwen shouted.
Liu Changgeng responded immediately: "My family has forty acres of paddy field and eighty acres of dry land. I am teasing my children and grandchildren in the courtyard, talking about raising pigs and farming. If we follow our ancestors' instructions, our children and grandchildren will not have to worry about food and drink. I
As I get older, there isn’t much to do..."
"You will no longer be able to eat grains." Jiang Xueming said the most terrifying thing in the gentlest words: "The Bodhisattva only allows you to eat human flesh. Do you have any complaints?"
"Ah?" Liu Changgeng suddenly panicked.
This fear immediately spread and became an infectious disease among the noble gentry.
"Shut up! Whoever is dissatisfied! Whoever dares to insult the Bodhisattva! I will kill him! Cut him alive and hang him on the gate tower! Feed him the eagle for three days and three nights!" Wu Xiuwen took half of a tattered fire fan from his bag and held the chicken feathers.
Seasonal arrow - this time he had satisfied the county magistrate's addiction.
"This... this, this, this..." Liu Changgeng was so frightened and panicked that he almost fainted. Several wives at home picked up the old man and took the patriarch to the monk: "No! Your Majesty! No!
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Jiang Xueming smiled and said, "What did you call me?"
"Arhat! Arhat! Protector Arhat! This can't be done!" Liu Changgeng immediately changed his mind and explained in detail: "Hefeng Town has just sent away the Hundred-Eyed Demon, how can we eat human flesh? Not to mention the officers and soldiers of the imperial court bringing the Heavenly Master to suppress it.
Bandits and monsters are killed - the people in our town are good people and we never want to be monsters!"
It's pity that the priests and clan leaders of Black Wind Town haven't realized that they have turned into blood-giving monsters.
They have always thought that Huan Dan is good, a panacea that increases strength, and is the savior of happiness, longevity, and health.
Xueming didn't want to expose this lie, so she told another lie - this chaotic world is made up of lies woven into a big web.
Trapped in a web, the spider comes to draw blood, suck flesh, and dissolve the organs, so that the prey thinks it has transformed into a cocoon and transformed into a butterfly.
——No one can escape, no one can run away.
"You don't believe me? Just take some whole grains and eat them." Jiang Xueming said.
Liu Changgeng was about to do this, to test the monk's falsehood——
——But someone sent a message to the clan in the morning, saying that the spinners and bricklayers in the town were all sick. After eating rice soup and glutinous rice balls for breakfast, they were not as energetic as usual and hid in the house and did not dare to see the sun.
When the work bell rang, several more families walked out of their homes and immediately went crazy. Hair grew from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses, and they could hardly breathe. The hair turned white at first, then gradually hardened and turned black, and there were also hairs on their heads.
Several lumps appeared, and it seemed that she was about to grow new eyes, and she was becoming more and more like Empress Zhuzhu - she was about to turn into a man-eating living corpse with three heads and six eyes, and a black-skinned and black-haired monster.
"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Liu Changgeng didn't drink any water today. He thought there was a problem with the water source in the village. Unexpectedly, the Bodhisattva stopped helping them and wanted to make them eat human flesh.
"Has someone gone crazy?" Xueming asked.
"It's true, it's a madness caused by eating grains!" Liu Changgeng waved his hand, and a man immediately brought over a copper cage. This cage was used to imprison patients with lycanthropy in Heifeng Town.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The process of blood donation is always full of uncertainties, and the townspeople who have been blessed by the Huan Dan may also turn into beast-like spider monsters - every time
At this time, the Buddha carver used this cage to lock them up and slowly starve to death. He called these victims monsters, insufficient offerings, insufficient kindness, and moral failings.
Or it could be said that the spider hybrid is unfaithful, filial, benevolent, and unjust. Anyway, the mouth is on the body of the Buddha carver.
"Let me tell you, I have a way to save him." Jiang Xueming took the magic weapon and deliberately hid it in his sleeve.
When Liu Changgeng heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and knelt down with the clansmen behind him.
Wu Xiuwen scolded: "Old fool! My master wants you to worship me! Are you worthy?!"
Liu Changgeng stood up immediately, and these tribesmen also stood up.
"Definitely! Definitely! This man is the veterinarian in the village, and he is also a down-to-earth and hard-working man in the hearts of the neighbors. Whenever the cattle or horses are sick or have tumors, they all ask him to come. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, the sun does not shine
He gets up when he gets up, and he doesn’t rest until the sun sets.”
"He has a little boy who works with him to collect cow dung, do breeding work, treat swine fever and chicken fever, make veterinary medicine, and take care of the dogs in the courtyard. He does it all by himself! It's all taken care of! The career is too hard, and there's no money for it.
The younger generation is willing to be his apprentice! This little kid will take over his mantle in the future, without him to teach him! What will we do?"
"Besides this little kid, he also has two daughters in his family. He is the backbone of his family! If Arhat can save him, the merits will be immeasurable! The merits will be immeasurable! We will definitely be saved! I don’t want to be a monster! I don’t want to be a monster!"
Jiang Xueming took the fairy honey from the Blood Jade Guanyin Bodhisattva, found the veterinarian's two daughters in front of everyone, cut her fingers and drained no more than fifteen milliliters of blood. This was Mrs. Bai's product suitable for disaster beast hybrids.
And the "human amount" standard for food accompaniments - Shasha can also be used and eaten, and children like it very much.
Since the veterinarian has completely transformed into a beast and can never become a human again, this is the only way to do it.
Normally, the Buddhist carver has instructed that this fairy honey can only be applied externally and must not be taken internally. It is mixed with many mountain spirit weeds in order to curb the medicinal properties of Madam Bai's products——
——Otherwise, if the people in the town are disobedient and insist on drinking it, it will turn into poisonous wine. The townspeople will go crazy and die after taking it, and Mu De's true essence magic can't save it.
When blood-granting monsters swallow the essence of the White Lady, which has the same origin as Panacea, if there are no Homo sapiens genes to repair their DNA and cannot eat humans, severe lycanthropy will break out.
When Liu Changgeng saw this situation, he did not dare to speak out to object. Then he saw that the originally lifeless veterinarian in the copper cage was breathing and going crazy again.
The spider monster opened its arms, and the toes under its shoulders and armpits poked out. When it met the demon monk's spiritual pressure, it immediately became honest and quiet.
After feeding the fairy honey, Xueming took out the peeling tree, held the hands of the two daughters, held the magic weapon and beat their father, asking them to recognize him——