Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is inside the Golden Lotus Platform.

Five old monks sat in Vajra posture, legs crossed on lotus pedestals. Their spines straightened, their hands in mudra, resting flat on their dantians. They sat in five directions, and in the center, a translucent white egg.

Golden light shot out from their fingertips and merged into the white egg.

Suddenly the egg began to vibrate.

One monk opened his eyes, glared, and shouted angrily, "How dare you make such a fuss!"

Only after Baidan was suppressed did the five people put away the formation.

"Master Fang has arrived in Baiwei City?" Although he was questioning, his tone was firm. It was the monk who had scolded him earlier, his Dharma name was Sanpin.

Sanmu looked at the third-rank monk, as if he couldn't bear it: "Is there anything else..."

Sanjue kept his eyes closed: "Junior Brother Sanmu, don't speculate on the secrets of heaven."

Sanpin sarcastically said, "Brother, you seem to love your disciple. But you don't know that fate has decided this. Even if you had said so beforehand, wouldn't he have entered Baiwei City?"

"Brother Sanmu, please don't just think about the relationship between master and disciple, and ruin the great cause of the people."

Sanmu lowered his head, staring at the white egg that looked like a dead fetus, as if trying to convince himself: "For the sake of the people, Fang Shi will definitely be willing."

"Ah."

I don't know which outspoken monk sneered.

The Golden Lotus Platform returned to silence, and the five Buddhist elders returned to their detached and desireless appearance.

……

In Baiwei City, Shen Jin followed Fang Cun onto the spiritual platform and saw Lu Ren, who was being corroded by demonic energy.

But after not seeing him for just one night, he looked like a withered corpse. Even if you said he had escaped from a coffin, no one would question it.

The big spoon in his hand was absorbing his life as nourishment, turning it into desire and incorporating it into the dish, which he waved towards the beggars.

If I and my "believers" were not too chaotic and evil, this scene would be like a blessing from the "god" who sacrificed himself.

Under the Buddha's light, what he dislikes most is the greed accumulated by the people.

Fang Cun took out his Zen staff, and the shadow of a cassock appeared on his body, and a Dharma image suddenly appeared behind him.

The birth of the holy monk, who should have caused the citizens to kneel down in worship, did not cause the slightest stir in the spiritual platform.

Their greed was magnified, and their eyes stared crazily at the delicious food in Lu Ren's hands.

"Eat, I want to eat!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

"What's mine, it's all mine."

……

The obsessive complaints turned into solid black mist, confronting Fang Cun head-on.

Gold and black filled the entire altar. Enveloped by the golden light, the people briefly returned to normal, falling to their knees in panic, silently chanting, "Holy monk, may you bless me."

In the golden light camp, greed arose again and injected into the black fog that was resisting.

A dead end.

The brighter the golden light, the more sincere the people's prayers became, and similarly, their greed grew stronger. The black fog on the other side, supplemented by greed, played like a cat and mouse, a mocking game.

So, emotions are really subtle, beyond the scope, the interests are reversed. Fang Cun worked so hard to save the person, and then turned around to provide energy to the other side. If Shen Jin was in such a scene, wouldn't he be nauseous?

Fang Cun obviously noticed this situation.

"Amitabha."

He chanted the Buddha's name: "Sleep."

Behind him, the people covered in golden light collapsed with a loud bang. The monk cast a sleeping spell, cutting off their thoughts, which was not a bad solution.

Without energy replenishment, the black fog quickly fell into a disadvantage. Within an incense stick of time, it was completely purified by Fang Cun and was vulnerable.

The source of the chaos, Lu Ren, fell on the stall.

Fang Cun didn't care about the people sleeping on the ground. He flew through the sky at a low altitude and landed next to Lu Ren.

First, I tested his breathing.

Unsurprisingly, he was dead as death could not be. Even judging by the stiffness of his body, it was likely that he had met with an accident last night.

After he left, the black fog found Lu Ren.

Too many doubts troubled Fang Cun, so he reached out and explored Lu Ren's shriveled body.

At this moment, a black seed popped out from his chest and condensed into a formation at lightning speed, trapping Fang Cun in the middle.

Chains bound him all around.

Fang Cun was not completely defenseless, as a protective golden light emanated from his entire body.

However, something strange happened.

The golden light, which should have been unstoppable, lost its usual power. It floated helplessly within the black mist, seemingly clinging to it, blending in, rather than resisting its purification.

Shen Jin also noticed the abnormality and was about to help when he heard the system prompt sound.

"Corpse forming, current progress 10%"

……

She withdrew her hand and looked at Fang Cun and Lu Ren.

There was no doubt that Lu Ren was already dead. Fang Cun still maintained the posture of touching the corpse, half-crouching beside Lu Ren, with his right hand resting on his chest.

Due to the formation, the man and the corpse are now in a stalemate.

"Fang Cun, can you hear me?"

Between the task and Fang Cun, Shen Jin still confirmed Fang Cun's condition first.

Fang Cun blinked to indicate that he could hear.

Shen Jin asked, "Is it dangerous?"

"If you want me to break the formation, blink once. If you want me to maintain the status quo, blink twice."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was thinking. Without eye contact, Shen Jin could not read his emotions.

Finally, Fang Cun responded.

His eyelids fluttered, blinked, and then closed completely.

He refused Shen Jin's help and broke the formation.

Shen Jin naturally fully respected Fang Cun's wishes. With a wave of his sleeves, he swept the scattered civilians elsewhere. He then set up another magic circle to envelop the two men and the corpse.

Open the system interface and stare at the progress bar.

The body is forming.

But isn’t Lu Ren already dead?

It still has something to do with size.

Unfortunately, she could only hear the answer from the person involved.

The city guards didn't know what was going on. Such a big commotion had never happened before.

On the screen, the progress bar was jumping rapidly. After reaching 90, it suddenly slowed down, and the numbers jumped up one by one.

Something also happened on Fangcun's side.

He still kept his eyes closed, but his eyes rolled around, looking a little uneasy.

Suddenly, he bit his lower lip, and a muffled groan was blocked in his throat.

Shen Jin saw a stream of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Fang Cun opened his eyes, a little bewildered. His clear amber eyes dimmed, as if covered by a layer of mist.

He subconsciously looked in Shen Jin's direction and pursed his lips. He swallowed the blood still lingering in his mouth.

At the same time, the progress bar finally reached 100. An electronic chime of congratulations rang out.

"Congratulations to the host, 1/6 of the corpses have been collected!"

Shen Jin glanced at the unconscious Fang Cun and Lu Ren, who had turned into black smoke with only a silhouette left, and chose to take the living people away first.

As for Lu Ren...

The mission is completed, everything has turned into smoke, why should you still care?

Fang Cun was unconscious for a short time. When he woke up, he was still flying in the sky.

"woke up?"

Shen Jin noticed his movements, landed on the ground, and laid the man flat beside the tree.

Fang Cun pressed his chest and coughed before saying, "You took me out of the city?"

Shen Jin nodded: "I think you should want to come out."

"Thank you."

His face was a little pale, and he stood up by supporting himself with the tree.

"Fellow Daoist Shen invited me to join him before."

He coughed again and said, "Now, I wonder if I can still invite Fellow Daoist Shen to visit the other four cities."

Shen Jin stared at him, his dark eyes like the abyss. But Fang Cun felt only peace.

"it is good."

He heard Shen Jin's answer and curled his eyes.