Suddenly, a stream of light flew into Wang Zhe's mind, and he was enlightened.

"The Blood Demon Sutra!"

This technique is very evil, and the process of practicing it is very strange.

One method involves peeling off one's own human skin alive, then piercing the body with magic needles, and refining it with magic fire, which requires at least nine years of suffering.

Only when the whole body is refined and becomes a blood shadow can the success be achieved.

When facing the enemy, there is no need to use any magic weapon. You can just throw the blood shadow towards the opponent, and it will pass through him immediately. No matter how powerful the monk is, his soul will be sucked away, causing him to fuel the fierce flames.

There is another method, although you don't have to endure the pain of nine years of demon needles pricking your body, skinning and burning your body, but you still have to sit in meditation for eighty-three years.

Once the method is performed, the body becomes like a zombie, unable to speak or move.

But it is not like the situation where Buddhists and Taoists sit in seclusion and meditate, walking on fire and sitting frozen. For such a long time, I have been intruded and suffered by evil thoughts all the time.

From morning to night, there were either water, fire, wind and thunder, cuts and needles pricking me, or my hair was picked out and my body was tortured, and I suffered all kinds of pain.

The most severe thing is the constant pain, numbness and itching, as if there are thousands of caterpillars gnawing and wandering in the bone marrow.

After practicing this technique, the whole person sheds his human skin and has no bones, and turns into a ball of blood. As long as he touches it, his soul will be destroyed immediately. Not to mention his cultivation level, he can still

He continued to do evil despite his physical body.

Therefore, this "Blood Demon Sutra" is an abnormal evil sect. The more people you kill, the higher your cultivation level will be, and the more crazy you will become. When you kill, the smell of blood will be heavier on your body.

Naturally, Wang Zhe would not practice such evil techniques, but it was also mentioned in this technique that what practitioners of the "Blood Demon Sutra" fear the most are Karma Fire and Taiyi Divine Thunder.

If he meets a monk who practices this technique again in the future, he will know the other person's weaknesses.

The two injured monks on the other side were shocked by Wang Zhe's unpredictable cultivation.

The terrifying demon baby was killed so easily.

"Thank you for your help, senior. I am Xu Yan, Emei. This is my junior brother Fang Shiqi. Please give me your surname."

Wang Zhe was about to go to Emei to visit, but he didn't expect to meet an Emei disciple here. It was a coincidence.

"That's all." Wang Zhe smiled and waved his hands, then left with Laifu.

"I didn't expect to encounter such a terrifying monster here!"

The two brothers and sisters have finally walked away from the gate of hell, and their hearts are still full of hope.

"Senior brother, wasn't this Blood Demon Sutra lost when the Blood Demon was destroyed? What the demon used just now looks like the Blood Demon Sutra that Master mentioned."

"If I guessed correctly, it should be the Blood Demon Sutra." Xu Yan said.

"But what does she look like?"

"I heard that there is a protector in the Moon God Sect who is over 100 years old but looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. I hope she is the one!

Rumor has it that in order to deal with the Blood Demon, in addition to the masters of my Emei and Qingcheng sects, the high priest of the Moon God Sect also took action.

Maybe the "Blood Demon Sutra" fell into his hands."

"It's the Luna Cult again!"

After separating from the two men, Wang Ben and Laifu continued to walk north. After walking for about half a day, a town appeared in front of them.

"Let's go, Laifu, go in and have something to eat." Wang Zhe took Laifu into the city.

The city is quite peaceful, but the way people dress inside is quite different from other places.

Wang Zhe took Laifu to a restaurant, took a seat by the window, and ordered a few dishes and a bottle of wine.

While eating, a group of people passed by on the street below, wearing special clothes and carrying a sedan.

I don’t know who was sitting in the sedan, but when I passed by, the people on both sides took the initiative to make way.

Some people hid far away, while others knelt on the ground and worshiped.

Wang Zhe took a closer look and saw that there was no living breath in the sedan. He called the waiter beside him to his side.

"Seller, what's in that sedan? It's so grand?" Wang Zhe raised his finger and pointed to the sedan below.

"Oh, sir, you don't dare to point it out!" Wang Zhe's move frightened the waiter in the shop and turned his face pale.

"The person sitting in that sedan chair is the Moon Goddess." The waiter whispered, as if he was afraid of being heard by people on the street outside.

"Moon God?" Wang Zhe was stunned. He looked up at the sun that had not yet set.

"What is the Moon God doing out in broad daylight?" Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Please keep your voice down," the waiter said hurriedly.

"It's okay, they can't hear it." Wang Zhe knew what he was worried about.

The waiter didn't dare to talk any more.

Wang Zhe handed the little bit of silver he had left to the waiter, who hurriedly took it with both hands.

"Your Majesty, please take your time."

Wang Zhe watched the group of people on the street slowly walk away.

People on both sides of the street stood up, some shook their heads and sighed, and some had eyes shining.

"Moon God?"

This was the first time he had seen a statue of a god sitting in a sedan chair.

The salary is very high. Are you afraid of being exposed to the sun in broad daylight?

After dinner, Wang Zhe took Laifu and left the city.

Walking north, I met pedestrians on the road and asked about the route. Unknowingly, the sky became dark.

Wang Zhe found a collapsed temple to rest on the roadside.

I don't know what kind of deity it was originally worshiped here, but the statue inside has collapsed.

"Look, it's not easy to be a god." Wang Zhe joked with a smile.

The night is getting darker.

Wang Zhe sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The native dog crouched quietly aside, and the goshawk stood on the roof.

In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly picked up, and the cry of night owls could be heard outside.

There was a tinkling bell, and there was a sudden sound outside.

The goshawk opened its eyes and stared into the air. The native dog lying on the ground raised its head and moved its ears.

Outside the temple, in the woods, a light suddenly shines.

"Monster, where can you run?"

Buzz, a ball of yellow light flew out and hit a ball of black air.

With a scream, a person fell from the air, but it was a graceful woman.

She just landed on the ground, and then someone fell on the ground. He was wearing a cassock. He was in his forties and looked upright.

Not long after he landed, a young and chubby monk landed next to him, with small eyes and a naive look.

"You monk, I have no grudge against you, so why are you chasing after me so hard!" the woman said bitterly.

"You are a monster, so I must surrender." The older monk said sternly.

"It's true that I'm a monster, but I don't harm anyone!"

"No harm? You are just my stupid disciple!" The monk pointed at the stupid monk beside him.

"Stop talking nonsense and suffer death!"

The monk raised his hand, and a palm as big as a basin flew toward the woman.

The woman raised her hand and a piece of silk flew around, wrapping around and protecting her body.

The shadow of the palm fell on it, and with a bang, the silk exploded to pieces.

The woman flew into the air.

"Monster, where are you going!?"

The monk threw out the Buddhist beads around his neck and hit the woman. The Buddha's light burst out and knocked the woman down from the air.

After landing, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking up, I saw the people inside the ruined temple.

Suddenly he jumped up and rushed towards him, but was knocked down by the monk's palm in mid-air.

"Monster, you really have evil thoughts!"

"Yixin, come here."

"Master, what are your orders?" The fat monk hurriedly came to the master's side.

"Redeem her!" The older monk pointed to the woman on the ground.

"Ah, Master, Buddhism prohibits killing."
To be continued...