Suddenly, a streamer flew into Wang Zhe's mind, and he was empowered.

"Blood Demon Sutra!"

This exercise is very evil, and the process of cultivation is very weird.

One method is to first peel off one's own human skin alive, and then prick the body with a magic needle, and refine it with demon fire, and suffer at least nine years of suffering.

Wait until the whole body is refined and becomes a blood shadow, and then it will be successful.

When facing the enemy, there is no need to use any magic weapons, only the blood shadow is thrown towards the opponent, and the body is immediately penetrated, no matter how highly skilled the cultivator, the Yuan Shen is immediately sucked away, so that it can fuel the fierce flames.

There is another way, although there is no need to suffer the pain of being pricked by a magic needle for nine years, skinning and burning, but still having to meditate and suffer for 83 years.

Once you practice the Fa, your body is like a zombie, unable to move or speak.

But it is not like the two families of Buddhism and Taoism sitting in meditation and going crazy and sitting stiff. For such a long time, I have been in the midst of demonic thoughts all the time.

From morning to night, it was either water, fire, wind and thunder, slashing and needles, or picking up hair and body, and suffering all kinds of pain.

The most powerful thing is the perennial soreness and itching, as if there are thousands of caterpillars gnawing and swimming in the bone marrow.

After this exercise is practiced, the whole person takes off his human skin, and there are no bones, and he becomes a ball of blood, as long as he touches it, his soul will be destroyed immediately, and he will be robbed of his body to cultivate, not to mention, he can continue to do evil against his body.

Therefore, this "Blood Demon Sutra" is an abnormal evil sect, the more people you kill, the higher your own cultivation, and the more crazy you become, the more you kill, and the heavier the bloody qi on your body.

Wang Zhe naturally wouldn't practice this kind of evil sect's exercises, but it was also mentioned in this exercise that the cultivators of this "Blood Demon Sutra" were most afraid of karmic fire and Taiyi Divine Thunder.

If he encounters a cultivator who practices this technique in the future, he will also know the weakness of the other party.

On the other side, the two injured monks were shocked by Wang Zhe's unfathomable cultivation.

The terrible demon baby was killed so easily.

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue, Xu Yan in Xia Emei, this is my junior brother Fang Shiqi, please ask the seniors to respect the name."

Wang Zhe was about to go to Emei to have a look, but he didn't want to meet Emei disciples here. It's a coincidence.

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

"I never thought I would encounter such a terrible demon here!"

The two brothers and sisters walked through the ghost gate, and they had palpitations.

"Senior brother, isn't this Blood Demon Sutra lost along with the destruction of the Blood Demon, the demon just now looks like the Blood Demon Sutra mentioned by the master."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Blood Demon Sutra." Xu Yan said.

"But what does she look like?"

"I heard that there is a Dharma protector in the Moon God Sect, who is over 100 years old, but she looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and she is the one who promises!

It is rumored that in order to deal with the blood demon back then, in addition to the masters of my Emei and Qingcheng factions, the high priest of the Moon God Sect also took action.

Perhaps the Blood Demon Sutra fell into his hands. ”

"It's the Luna Cult again!"

After separating from the two, the king and Rifle continued their journey northward. After walking for about half a day, a town appeared in front of me.

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

The city is quite peaceful, and the people inside are dressed quite differently from other places.

Wang Zhe took Laifu to find a restaurant, picked up a window seat and sat down, and asked for a few dishes and a pot of wine.

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

I don't know who is sitting in the sedan chair, and where I pass by, the people on both sides take the initiative to give way to it.

Some people hide far away, and some people kneel on the ground and prostrate.

Wang Zhe looked at it, and there was not the slightest breath in the sedan chair. called the shopkeeper on the side to his side.

"Shopkeeper, what is sitting in that sedan chair, such a big pomp?" Wang Zhe raised his hand and pointed to the sedan chair below.

"Alas, the guest officer doesn't dare to point out!" Wang Zhe's action frightened the shopkeeper's face turned pale.

"Inside that sedan chair is the moon god." The shopkeeper said in a low voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by the people on the street outside.

"Luna?" Wang Zhe was stunned. I looked up at the sun that had not yet set.

"What is the moon god doing in broad daylight?" Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"You can be quiet." The shopkeeper said hurriedly.

"It's out of the way, they can't hear it." Wang Zhe knew what he was worried about.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to talk more.

Wang Zhe handed a little bit of broken silver to the shopkeeper, and the other party hurriedly took it with both hands.

"Guest, you use it slowly."

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

Only then did the people on both sides of the street stand up, some shaking their heads and sighing, others with a twinkle in their eyes.

"Luna?"

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

The salary is very high, is this daylight afraid of the sun?

After eating, Wang Zhe left the city with Laifu.

Walking north, I met a pedestrian on the way and asked for the path, and before I knew it, it was getting dark.

Wang Zhe found a collapsed temple on the side of the road to rest.

Originally, it was not known what kind of god was enshrined here, and the idol inside had collapsed.

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

The night was getting darker.

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

The earth dog crouched silently, and the goshawk stood on the roof.

In the second half of the night, the wind suddenly rose, and the cries of night owls were heard outside.

Jingle bells, and suddenly there is a sound outside.

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

Outside the temple, in the woods. Suddenly there was a light shining brightly.

"Demon, where to run!"

Hum, a cloud of yellow light flew out, and suddenly hit a cloud of black gas.

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

She had just landed on the ground, and then a person fell to the ground, dressed in a robe, in her forties, with a righteous face.

Not long after he landed, a young and chubby monk followed him, with small eyes and a simple appearance.

"You monk, I have no grudge against you, why are you chasing after me!" The woman said hatefully.

"You are a demon, I naturally want to subdue." The older monk said sharply.

"It's true that I'm a monster, but I didn't hurt anyone!"

"No harm? You're just my stupid apprentice! The monk pointed to the Han monk on the side.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's die!"

The monk raised his palm, and a palm shadow the size of a basin flew towards the woman.

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

The palm shadow fell on it, and with a bang, the silk was directly shattered.

The woman flew into the air.

"Demon, where to go!?"

The monk threw out the Buddha beads around his neck with his hand, and hit the woman, and the Buddha light burst out, knocking the woman down from the air at once.

After hitting the ground, a mouthful of blood spat out.

Looking up, I saw the look in the ruined temple.

Suddenly, he rushed up and rushed towards him, but was slapped down by the monk in mid-air.

"Demon, really vicious!"

"Yixin, come here."

"Master, what do you command?" The fat monk hurried to the master's side.

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

"Ah, Master, Buddhism abstains from killing."

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons, killing is protecting life, do it!" The monk snapped.

The young monk held the Buddhist staff and took a few deep breaths.

Ha, slammed into a shout.

With his eyes closed, he smashed down with a Zen stick, and with a bang, he smashed the ground into a big hole.

The banshee on the side didn't have anything to do with it.

"You, bastard, how can you close your eyes when you're facing the enemy?" The monk directly gave his disciple a slap in the face.

At this moment, the monster jumped up at once.

With a bang, a monk with a heart hit her head with a Zen staff.

Ah, the monster screamed and fell to the ground.

After a few convulsions, his body slowly changed, revealing his original form, but he was always a red-haired fox.

"Look, this is a youkai!" The master said to the somewhat stupid disciple.

"Yes, it's a youkai!" The monk nodded hurriedly.

"Master, there is another person in that temple." The Yixin monk pointed to Wang Zhe, who was sitting cross-legged in the temple.

The older monk took one look, and then led his disciple into the temple.

"This benefactor, our master and apprentice passed by here and stayed here for a night." After saying that, the monk sat down on the side, and the disciple hurriedly sat down.

Woo, a gust of wind blew into the ruined temple.

"Oh, this yin wind is gusting, Master, let's make a fire to keep warm, right?"

The monk went out with some dry firewood and made a fire. After sitting down, he took out a steamed bun from the cloth bag he carried with him and handed it to his master.

"Master, you should be tired of chasing monsters all the way, you can eat something."

The monk took the steamed bun and ate it slowly, and at the same time looked at Wang Zhe a few times.

The Yixin monk on the side saw that his master had eaten, so he took out another one, finished it in three or two bites, and then took out another one from the cloth bag.

"One heart."

"Master."

"Go find a place to bury the body of the fox outside."

"Oh." After hearing this, the monk put the steamed bun back in the cloth bag, and then went out of the temple to bury the body of the fox demon.

After a while, he came back again.

"Master, there are so many wolves out there!" After the little monk entered the temple, he came to his master and whispered.

"The youkai is buried?"

"Buried, Master, I ...... just now"

Suddenly, there was a strange flute sound outside, and it sounded a little resentful.

"Ah, in the middle of the night, there are people who don't sleep and run here to play the flute, isn't it a monster, Master?"

"Hey, the world is in chaos, and evil is rampant, follow me to see."

"Yes, Master."

"This donor, there are monsters outside, you have to be careful here." When he left, he didn't forget to kindly remind Wang Zhe.

"Got it, thank you, monk." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Gone!"

The monk followed the master out.

Suddenly, a swarm of flying insects flew up.

In the middle of the forest, a man in a robe stood on a large tree, blowing his disciples.

Two figures flew in from a distance and landed on a nearby mountain.

"Stinky monk, don't chant scriptures and worship Buddha in the temple, what are you running around here?"

"Amitabha, I don't know where this benefactor is practicing, and he is so lenient?"

"If you don't want to die, leave here immediately, people from Buddhism are not welcome here." The robed man said coldly.

"Amitabha, this benefactor is so angry, our master and apprentice are about to subdue demons here."

"If you don't listen, you're looking for death!" The robed man put away his flute.

With a gesture of his hand, a gust of wind swept towards the master and apprentice.

The old monk recited the Buddhist mantra, and the Buddha light on his body was shining, protecting his body and the disciples behind him.

Buzz, a flying insect suddenly flew through the wind and flew to the side of the master and apprentice.

Om,

The monk recited the mantra of Buddhism, and the Sanskrit sound for a while.

The body of the flying poisonous insect stiffened in mid-air, and then fell down with a crackle.

The man in the robe raised his hand and made a move, there was an extra thing in his hand, a black palm fan, and with a wave of his hand, black gas immediately flew out from the black flag.

Hum, golden light.

A phantrum of a golden Buddha suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests.

In the distance, on the rooftops, goshawks stare into the woods.

"It's so lively!" Wang Zhe said softly.

After less than a cup of tea, the monk who had just left carried his master into the temple.

His master was obviously so badly injured that he had passed out.

"Donor, hurry up, there is a very powerful evil cultivator outside, after speaking, he will leave with his master behind his back."

A black wind suddenly fell, and a long-distance running man blocked his way.

"Little monk, stay here forever with your master."

"Hey, don't push people too much, my cultivation is very high, I just don't want to make a move!"

"Oh, hahaha." The robed man smiled.

"If you don't believe it, look at the trick!" The Yixin monk suddenly raised his palm.

The robed man didn't move.

Suddenly, a light came, and then his head flew up, his face full of horror.

The body was still standing in place, blood flying out of its neck.

A gust of wind blew, and the corpse shook a few times, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"This?!" The Yixin monk looked at his palm, and then looked back at Wang Zhe, who was sitting cross-legged.

carried the master into the temple.

"You just now, the benefactor?"

"What's wrong with your master?" Wang Zhe pointed to his master.

The monk's face was blue, and he looked a little scary.

"My master fell for his spell, and the evil qi entered the body, and I have to help the master use the exercises to force out the evil qi in his body."

The little monk put his master on the ground, and then put his hands on his master's back, ready to use his exercises to heal him, but after a moment, his face became ugly.

"Oh no, my cultivation is not enough, uh, this donor, do you know medical skills, can you save my master?"

"Good!"

Wang Zhe nodded.

Ah, did you say yes so quickly? The monk was stunned when he heard this.

Wang Zhe raised his hand, and the mana covered the master of the monk Yixin, and burned away the evil qi that invaded his body with the innate true fire, but after a while, the monk woke up.

"Amitabha, poor monk Xiaoru, thank you for saving your life."

"The master is gracious."

For this kind of monk who has the right path and subdues demons, Wang Zhe still admires it in his heart.

"Yixin, go and sell that man's body."

"Ah, Master, he was going to kill us just now."

"But the others are dead."

"Got it, Master."

"I don't know where the master is practicing?"

"Poor monks practice in Jianyuan Temple."

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