After listening to Dao Ran's description, Lingsu Zhenren's brows furrowed even deeper.

Because he remembered.

The father, who was in rags at the time, with a blue nose and a swollen face, sat on the side of the road crying bitterly and complaining that he had been beaten by an unfilial son.

And when the young man was pressed to the ground by him, he kept cursing his father, as if he had said that he was sorry for him first. But Lingsu Zhenren was irritated when he heard it, and decided that he was a stubborn rebel, so he killed him casually.

It seems that he killed the wrong person.

"You have come to avenge that man, to take my life?" Lingsu Zhenren asked in a deep voice.

"Dao Chief, the little monk will say again, I am a member of the Buddhist sect, how can I kill? But I have been entrusted by the Lord to take away the resentment of my heart for him. The monks don't dare to kill, and there is no way to avenge him, so they can only ask you to take refuge in Buddhism and atone for your past sins."

Lingsu Zhenren asked in disbelief, "You are here today for this old incident decades ago? Even if you want to deal with me, you're too careful, aren't you?"

He was shocked by Daoran's boredom, even if it was to find an excuse for revenge, how did he dig up something decades ago in such a short period of time?

Could it be that before he forced his way into the Thousand Lights River, this little monk was ready to deal with him?

Dao Ran shook his head and said, "Dao Elder has misunderstood, I have no personal grudges when I come here today."

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Daoran: ......

Well, there are still some personal grudges, after all, Lingsu Zhenren hurt Bai Suzhen.

It's a pity that at that time, in full view of everyone, it was not easy to do it directly.

Otherwise, the other cultivators who participated in the attack on Bai Suzhen would definitely die of sorrow, and felt that after Dao Ran killed Lingsu Zhenren, they would take action against others. And at that time, the Demon Gate Bodhisattva Tirodatta was also on the scene, and once the Heavenly Demon found any excuse, a few simple words could provoke people's hearts and cause even more trouble.

So Dao Ran waited for a few days, thinking about what opportunity to give Lingsu Zhenren a profound lesson.

Probably the cycle of cause and effect, the time for retribution has come, and Dao Ran has been sorting out the grudge booklet in the past few days and happened to see the sins made by the spirit and the real man.

This excuse sent to the door is really providential.

Dao Ran came to the door openly to find trouble with Lingsu Zhenren, which can not only help the bitter lord of the dead city to take revenge and complete his oath, but also give Bai Suzhen a bad breath, and naturally he will not miss the matter of killing two birds with one stone.

Daoran clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the old thing is brought up again because the cause and effect have not been resolved. Even if it is not the time for the young monk to meet, there are other people who will bring retribution to the Taoist."

After hearing Dao Ran's words, Lingsu Zhenren was so angry that his eyebrows jumped, and he asked loudly, "People have been dead for decades, how do you want me to atone for my sins?" Keep saying that you don't want my life, can you still bring him back to life?!"

Dao Ran had already prepared and said to Lingsu Zhenren, "Don't worry, Dao Chief, the little monk is not a devil, at most, it just seals your mana and makes you an ascetic for decades, and it will never hurt your life."

As soon as Dao Ran's words fell, a thunderbolt burst out from the fingertips of Lingsu Zhenren and flew towards Dao Ran.

….

Lingsu Zhenren didn't look at the effect of this Shenxiao Thunder, and immediately hid his body and flew towards the outside of Shenxiao Palace.

Daoran sat firmly on the futon without blinking his eyes.

As soon as this Wanjun thunder approached Dao Ran's three-foot range, it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the closer it got, the darker the thunder became, and finally disappeared in front of Dao Ran.

Lingsu Zhenren had already fled outside the Shenxiao Palace at this time, and he had already decided to stay away from the capital and find a way to find a way to get back to the field later.

However, before he could run far, a purple thunderbolt stopped in front of him, and the purple lightning turned into a tall yaksha, laughing wildly at the Lingsu real person.

"Hahaha, a Taoist priest who created his own thunder law is really rare. Yaksha floating battle, please advise the Taoist!"

A purple thunderbolt from the Yaksha

The fingertips of the floating battle shot out, turning into a swimming dragon and attacking the Lingsu real person.

In the sky above the Shenxiao Palace, countless thunderbolts were born and destroyed.

Countless believers were startled by this sudden thunderbolt on a sunny day, and after watching the excitement for a while, they all covered their ears and ran away, and soon the entire Shenxiao Palace was empty.

Above the sky, the purple and white thunder were entangled with each other, seemingly evenly matched, but the white thunder was soon covered by the purple thunder, and finally completely dissipated.

The purple thunder light converged to one point and flew back into the Shenxiao Palace.

Fu Zhan threw the blackened Lingsu Zhenren in front of Dao Ran, and said regretfully, "This person's thunder method is good, but his mana is a little worse. Master Dao Ran, your cultivation has grown so fast that I'm starting to miss the feeling that I couldn't use my strength before."

Lingsu Zhenren was injured by Zixiao Divine Thunder all over his body, and he had completely lost his ability to resist, but the floating battle was well controlled, and he happened to be injured but not killed.

Dao Ran smiled slightly, with his current mana, he could already summon the body of the floating battle to help in the battle. The Yaksha floating battle that can make Lei Zhenzi feel troubled, with all his strength, how can a mere Lingsu real person be an opponent.

"Next time I'll summon your clone."

Daoran responded, and then looked at Lingsu Zhenren vigorously.

As soon as Dao Ran's palm was flipped, there was a golden seal.

When he saw this great seal, the blackened Lingsu Zhenren couldn't help but twitch, and he could feel the huge power contained in this magic weapon.

As soon as Dao Ran beckoned, the golden seal fell towards Lingsu Zhenren. Lingsu Zhenren struggled to dodge, but found that he couldn't even move his body, and could only watch as the golden seal landed on his chest.

The golden light was sheng, and the scorched black flakes on Lingsu Zhenren's body were falling off, and the power contained in this great seal was healing his injuries.

But this treatment came at a price, Lingsu Zhenren felt that the mana in his body was being suppressed by the golden seal, and countless swastika seals rushed into his meridians, blocking all mana.

The body that had been kept young by mana quickly began to age, the skin began to dry up, the muscles began to sag, the age spots on the face began to form, and even the hair quickly turned white, and then fell to the ground.

When the golden light dissipated, Lingsu Zhenren became a shriveled and emaciated bald old man, similar to the Lingsu Dao chief of the Immortal Wind Dao bone before.

Only then did Dao Ran take back the golden seal and said to Lingsu Zhenren, "I will do what I say, this five-fingered mountain seal will only seal your mana, making you no different from mortals, and will not hurt your life."

….

Lingsu Zhenren raised his head and looked at Dao Ran with cloudy eyes, his eyes full of hatred and resentment.

Dao Ran didn't care, and continued to remind him, "The bitter master who was killed by you is in the city of death in vain at this time, and he will always watch you. If one day, his hatred for you will dissolve, and the seal on your body will naturally dissipate. You can continue to live with hatred, or you can choose to cut yourself off and go to hell to pay for your sins. Amitabha, please do it yourself."

Dao Ran left these words, and then turned into golden light and disappeared on the Lingxiao Palace, leaving only Lingsu Zhenren lying on the ground, as if he had lost all his strength.

The blue shadow appeared behind Lingsu Zhenren in time,

This Tirodado, who had naturally been staring at Dao Ran looking for trouble, smiled with satisfaction when he saw the distorted spirit essence real person who was like a repellent worm: "Finally, there is a material that can be made, the hatred in your heart, let me help you."

Billowing demonic energy permeated his fingertips, enveloping Lingsu Zhenren's body.

As long as these demonic qi enter the body, even mortals will have earth-shattering supernatural powers, but at the cost of their own lifespan. Lingsu Zhenren was originally a cultivator with extremely high cultivation, and after receiving the demonic qi transformation, his skills would definitely be better than in the past.

However, when the demonic qi entered the body of Lingsu Zhenren, he suddenly let out a terrible scream, and his whole body emitted a strong golden light, and his hands and feet twitched wildly.

Tirodata was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew his demonic energy, but Lingsu Zhenren directly lost half of his life, foaming at the mouth and fainting.

Tirodador frowned,

scolded angrily: "What a cunning little monk, it turns out that he has been guarding against me for a long time."

The seal that Dao Ran put on the body of the Lingsu Zhenren conflicted with the magic of the Demon Gate, and if Tirodata wanted to lift the seal, I am afraid that the Lingsu Zhenren would not be able to stand it in the first place, and he would die directly.

Tirodata didn't look at Lingsu Zhenren again, and said with emotion, "Great Demon Lord, you have taught him all the old bottoms of our Demon Gate, how can I fight him?"

The little monk is dedicated to returning to the world.

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