The old monk who realized this hurriedly stopped the medicine and relied on his own will to resist the corpse transformation.

However, he was already overly dependent on drugs, and the iron-solid will of the first corpse transformation had already collapsed and could not resist again.

Seeing that he couldn't control it, Xinnian hurriedly fed the old monk medicine to drink.

This time, the old monk who barely resisted the corpse transformation and successfully returned from hell no longer dared to drink medicine.

However, what the old monk didn't expect was that he had reached the point where he was indispensable for medicine.

Knowing that this would harm him, the old monk had no way to refuse, so he could only pour medicine into his mouth every day, because only in this way could he resist the cranky thoughts brought about by the infection.

Later, as soon as the king came, they came.

When the old monk came to see Wang Yi out of kindness, he was also a lurker, and the old monk saw Wang Yi's problem at a glance, and also knew that Wang Yi was immersed in the illusion brought by the virus.

The old monk who didn't want to be treated with medicine had no choice but to take some medicine and give it to Wang Yi to drink and wake him up.

Subsequently, the old monk resisted another corpse mutiny in the days between Wang Yi waking up and Wang Yi disposing of the bloody corpses on the mountain.

Later, Wang Yi came to visit the old monk because of gratitude and lust, and the old monk told Wang Yi many things about the Heart Sutra.

For example, the poems on Journey to the West are just old monks who specially told Wang Yi under the pretense of the mouths of the ancients.

In order to allow Wang Yi to successfully resist the corpse mutation when the corpse mutation comes.

Wang Yi felt very cordial to the old monk before, and it was also because the two of them were both lurkers, otherwise, how could they resonate?

The more he listened to Chen Qiang, the more he felt that something was wrong, and asked suddenly: "In that case, Wang Yi has been drinking a lot of the medicine that calms the mind and calms the mind, is it possible that when he transforms in the future, he will also become too dependent on this medicine, and his will will will become unfirm?" ”

Yin Xinyi, who had been listening to the story intently, also reacted and hurriedly went to see the old monk.

The old monk shook his head: "Wang Yi's mind is much firmer than that of the poor monk. ”

Saying that, Fa Ming sighed: "Because of the corpse, in order to reduce my suffering, this child cut off his leg to repay me, and he hid it from me and deceived the good people to offer me flesh and blood." The poor monk is already a bad practice, although the corpse is completely unconscious, but after all, this is the sin created by the poor monk. I thought that the poor monk could successfully resist the corpse mutation, but in this way, the poor monk still failed after all, harming himself to practice all his life, not to mention, and also thinking that this child fell into the devil. The smell of blood that Wang Yi and the two donors smelled before, this is the case. ”

Chen Qiang seemed to think of something, and asked the old monk: "That master, those white bones I found in the stream below the mountain before..."

The old monk said: "That's the mind thrown in from the middle of the mountain..."

Yin Xinyi blinked and asked, "In the bamboo forest outside?" ”

"It's also handled by the mind."

Chen and Yin were silent, not knowing what to say.

On the other hand, the old monk took a deep breath and closed his eyes, his face was half human and half bloody, how terrifying he looked: "The poor monk has failed, I only hope that Wang Yi's benefactor will not be the same as the poor monk." A thought. ”

The little monk cried when he thought about it, he never knew that his master had suffered such a big sin, and when he heard his master call his name, he nodded hurriedly.

"Master, one thought is there, one thought is there."

The old monk smiled softly: "After the master passes away, he must smash the master's heart, practice for the master for a lifetime, but the death of the teacher is bad on the corpse, and the master doesn't want to become the bloody corpse after he dies, so please kill the master." ”

Yi Nian shook his head and refused to say anything, so the old monk shouted loudly: "Yi Nian, among the many senior brothers, only you have the highest cultivation!" Don't you know the harm of the corpse of the teacher! How the Teacher Taught You! The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and popularized the world, but don't forget that King Kong's angry eyes subdued demons! As a teacher, now you are a demon in human skin, what are you hesitating about! ”

The old monk's words made Yi Nian cry non-stop, but he also agreed with tears.

Seeing that his apprentice was relieved, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his gaze to Huan Nian: "After the death of the teacher, the temple will be handed over to you, and you are the host of the Pure Heart Temple, understand?" ”

Huannian cried and folded his hands.

When the old monk was about to say more, his heart beat violently, and he groaned in pain.

Yin Xinyi knew that the old monk had entered the stage of corpse transformation again.

Huan Nian saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly ran outside to get the medicine, but he was pulled by the old monk: "No, no, the poor monk will not live long, this last time, the poor monk wants to rely on his own will to give it a try." ”

The old monk insisted, and Huannian didn't dare to move.

I saw the old monk panting loudly: "Huan, Huan Nian, if the teacher didn't resist this time, you, you lust, greedy junior brother, you take care of it, he, the two of them, have already fallen into the devil." Absolutely, never let them turn into bloody corpses to harm the temple, you know? ”

Huan Nian nodded hurriedly, and then saw the old monk sitting there, his hands folded in a pious manner, and he shouted Amitabha Buddha loudly.

From the old monk's body, the corpse was halfway through the process and restarted, and his skin began to peel off and crack, falling on the bed one by one.

The old monk gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist, however, how could the corpse change be so easy to resist?

At this time, the old monk, as if he had resisted the corpse transformation for the first time, although his heart was manic, he still sat there cross-legged, looking like a Buddha.

On his body, the left side of his body was an intact human form, and the right side of his body had already receded, revealing red muscle groups all over his body, dripping with blood.

Chen Qiang and Yin Xinyi saw it in their eyes, and the eyes of the old monk were full of complexity.

Because the old monk at this time is like a complex body of a Buddha and a demon.

The old monk resisted by his own will for almost half an hour, and in the end, his skin fell off more and more, symbolizing that his Buddha-nature side was being eroded.

In the end, with a burst of the old monk's chest, blood arrows shot out, and the old monk began to roar with a roar.

He has been, complete the corpse transformation.

After receiving the master's previous instructions, tears flowed in the corners of his eyes, and he raised his eyebrow stick, and with one stick, he stabbed the old monk's chest and shattered the old monk's heart.

When the bloody corpse body of the old monk slid down the Qi Mei stick and fell down to Yi Nian's body, Chen Qiang could see clearly, the skin was gone, and a smile appeared on the corner of the old monk's mouth.

Immediately, the old monk fell into the arms of his apprentice, completely out of breath.

The old monk died, and he cried a lot, and carried the master's body to the portrait of the Buddha in the meditation room, and put on a posture of meditating and chanting the scriptures, and knelt down hard.

At five or six o'clock in the morning, the four monks of Hatred, Worry, Yin, and Smell all received the news and ran back.

When they saw that their master had passed away, the four monks wept with grief, and their worries were even more fainting.

In this way, Chen Qiang and Yin Xinyi were at a loss for two outsiders standing here.

Sad thoughts with lazy thoughts and infatuation accuse Chen Qiang and Yin Xinyi of killing their master, which attracted anger, sound, and sniffing the anger of the three monks, and wanted to find the two of them to ask for guilt.

If it weren't for Huan Nian's thoughts, they would have been able to fight.

"Master's death has nothing to do with the two donors, junior brothers, the master entrusted him before his death, the temple was entrusted to me, and many good people in the temple were also arranged by me. I hate my junior brother. ”

Hatred, hatred, hatred, and looked back at Huan Nian.

"From now on, don't tell the good people about the death of the master, the blood day is empty, and the temple can't be chaotic, otherwise, there will be a large-scale corpse mutiny."

Although he was saddened by the death of his master, he still listened to Huan Nian's words, turned around and left with hatred.

After the anger left, Huan Nian instructed Yi Nian to teach everyone the methods and experience of killing the blood corpse, from now on, all the people in the Pure Heart Temple will no longer be the Bodhisattva with low eyebrows, but the angry King Kong!

The remaining more than 80 benevolent people in the temple will be protected by the temple from now on!

Huannian's words resonated with the other monks, and at the same time they clenched their fists and replied yes!