Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

"Um!?"

Abbot Wushan's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Such a strong, strange evil thought!" Abbot Wushan's heart tightened. He had never expected that this terrifying evil thought in Chen Yuan's soul would even repel his Buddhist healing power. He couldn't help but frown, and the black mist scriptures in his palm surged more violently. "This evil thought is exactly the same as the five evil gods of the Molu Sect!"

The five evil gods of the Moruo religion.

Back then, he and Gozenji were mortal enemies.

Wushan Temple respects good thoughts, while the Moro Sect believes in the Five Evils. The two are the most extreme enemies. Therefore, in addition to dealing with the strange invasion of Wudu Town over the years, they have also been on guard against the Moro Sect taking advantage of the situation to rob.

But it has been over the past year.

Moro religion.

Seems to have disappeared.

But they did not dare to let their guard down at all in Gozenji Temple.

Donor without any action...

Could it be the Moroccan thieves?

"You want to pollute my soul, you bunch of damn bald donkeys, do you really think you can succeed so easily? I just don't believe it!" Chen Yuan jumped up, his body turned red and extremely hot, like a red-hot furnace, emitting a thick and hot air wave!

he,

It's an erupting active volcano!

It ignites at the first touch.

The evil thoughts in his heart were so stubborn that they even had the same level of fluctuations as those of the Five Good Buddhas. Even he... couldn't suppress it. He could only hope that the Five Good Buddhas could suppress it completely!

Buddha is angry!

Give in again and again.

But this person is aggressive!

His Wushan Temple is not easy to bully!

Moreover, this person is most likely a villain of the Moro Sect. If he gives in now, it will only allow the Moro Sect to take advantage of him. He must be suppressed with thundering means, and then the evil thoughts deep in his soul must be purified, so as to completely rescue him from the sea of suffering and bring him under the five virtues of Buddhism.

Only then can you achieve inner peace and tranquility.

"Old baldy! Get out of my way!"

Chen Yuan was furious.

At this moment, the whole body was like a furnace, with billowing air waves. The hair on the top of the head was dyed red, like a burning fire, swaying with the heat wave. The skin and flesh were almost burnt, cracked with fine tortoise shells, as if it would burst at any time!

he,

Just like a fire fairy from the fairyland!

boom!

One punch.

Wrapped in terrifying flames.

It crashed down onto the black misty body of Abbot Wushan!

Pfft!

A mouthful of black blood spurted out instantly.

"You are looking for death!" The eyeless evil monk was immediately furious. A dark and sticky liquid gushed out from the dense holes on his body where his eyeballs were missing. It spread along his flesh and blood, like sticky tentacles, rushing towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan was furious.

The flames shot up into the sky, it was extremely ferocious.

Without dodging, he slammed his fist onto the ground. In an instant, the stone ground spread rapidly like cracks on a tortoise shell, with cracking sounds one after another. Flames instantly enveloped the entire sticky liquid. The Yang flame contained the purest power to exorcise evil spirits, and swallowed up all the evil liquid in one gulp!

Burned cleanly.

he.

At this moment, he is like a god of war in fire, moving forward fearlessly.

"Burn you to death, you bald donkey!" Chen Yuan was burning with rage. The steaming blood and flames in his body attached to every inch of his skin. He stomped his legs hard, and his body shot out like a flaming cannonball, heading straight for the body of Abbot Wushan!

Abbot Wushan's expression changed drastically.

He quickly made hand seals with his hands, and thick black fog surged out of his body. He slapped his palm down, as if slapping between the clouds. There was a feeling of powerlessness. Chen Yuan stared, and the only eye that was not covered by flames swept through the black fog full of obscenity and filth, and locked onto Abbot Wushan at one glance!

Clear eyes!

The name Chen Yuan gave to his eyes in his mind.

very apt.

These eyes can see through nothingness.

Although it cannot be described, it is still visible.

Even Chen Yuan didn't know the origin of these eyes.

Wow!

Flames spurted.

A tongue of fire shot out.

The tongues of fire that rose from the blood and qi swung their bodies like a giant snake, extremely hot, and lashed towards Abbot Wushan like a long whip. Abbot Wushan saw that Chen Yuan was not purified at all by the Buddha's light, and that the filthy and sticky liquid, carrying the five most polluting evils of the Mara Sect, was lashing towards him, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

Moro religion!

It really is their Five Evil Techniques!

And it is even more powerful and evil than what the Five Evil Gods have cultivated!

Rumble!

Five Good Buddhas.

Finally moved.

The wriggling mass of strange flesh and blood, full of strange patterns and overlapping strange eyeballs, looked down at Chen Yuan, who had turned into a fire man. Dark threads of sin wrapped around Chen Yuan's body, and suddenly evil thoughts emerged. Chen Yuan felt pain, and his flesh was corroded by the evil thoughts. The flames went out at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The internal organs burn violently.

What can be done about the evil thoughts of the Five Good Buddhas?

Compared with the Five Evil Immortals, they are even worse.

Even stronger!

Power that transcends the mortal world.

That is,

A real fairy!

The surging burning blood and qi flame is like a rootless duckweed. It seems to be burning fiercely, but Chen Yuan's body is limited after all. The blood and qi that supply the burning flame will only become scarcer and scarcer, until the soul is extinguished like a candle flame, and the blood and qi flame will disappear as well.

Chen Yuan's eyes were still clear.

Angry.

With eyes wide open, he stared directly at the Five Good Buddhas!

The Five Good Buddhas were shocked.

From the very beginning, although this mortal's soul and body were purified by his Buddha's light and were like a piece of thin paper that could be torn by the wind at any time, it was those eyes that made even this Buddha... feel uneasy and frightened!

This is mundane.

Who is he exactly?

"Hmph! A mere mortal! He got this trace of power that doesn't belong to him from somewhere, yet he actually dares to dream of looking directly at the immortals and Buddhas. How audacious!" The Five Good Buddhas were furious, and the dirty organs all over his body swayed rapidly like water plants, his mouth was shaking, and he uttered creepy mutterings.

Chen Yuan's body shook violently.

Flesh and blood are contaminated by whispers.

Finally, it was impossible to maintain stability, and the flesh and blood began to grow and wriggle violently in an extremely irregular state, like a thorn ball frantically stirring inside his body!

Body, soul.

is constantly being polluted.

Lian Rou Lu is becoming more and more decadent at this moment.

After all, it is just an ordinary magical power.

No matter how powerful he is, he cannot be compared with the real immortals and Buddhas. If he were really powerful, the numerologist would have achieved the realm of mortal immortals with the help of the Lotus Seed Record, so how could he be allowed to seize it?

He vainly tries to compare his mundane supernatural powers with those of immortals and Buddhas.

After all, it's all just illusions, nothing.

The clear eyes are getting brighter.

The body of flesh and blood is like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

Stubborn and unwilling.

But the qi and blood deep in the heart meridians.

Covered with a layer of greasy filth, like a sticky black liquid, layer by layer covered his soul and body. His entire body became filthy and fell into the abyss, and all sins merged with him.

he,

That is the sin of Buddhism.

Abbot Wushan clasped his hands together. Although his face was pale, he was still surrounded by the foul and foul-smelling black mist of Buddha's light. His eyes were filled with sarcasm and lust as he stared coldly at Chen Yuan. The obscure scriptures he spoke poured into Chen Yuan's ears, forming characters that Chen Yuan found extremely ridiculous.

"My Buddha is merciful."

Have mercy on you horse!

The Five Evil Immortals will not kill me!

The Five Good Buddhas are no different!

Pfft!

Chen Yuan turned his hands into claws, and without hesitation, he poked three fingers into his right eye socket. He suddenly grabbed with force, and a living eyeball was firmly grasped in his palm!