Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

"Master Zhishan...you!"

"Needless to say, while I'm still holding on, I'm no longer able to fight. This body is dead, and my soul is locked within it, no different from a dead person." Monk Zhishan's soul spoke, and he sighed deeply. "The Five Evil Immortals have already merged the two origins. All I can do now... is this."

"understood."

Chen Yuan nodded solemnly.

He understood.

Chen Yuan sat on the ground, and golden threads of supreme goodness floated out from the sea of consciousness of Monk Zhishan. Dense golden threads poured into Chen Yuan's sea of consciousness. The origin of goodness, which was originally almost covered by the sticky origin of evil, gradually began to emit a golden halo.

But the root of evil.

But surprisingly, there was no rejection.

It’s as if there are two origins...coming from the same place!

Even Monk Zhishan was shocked. Although he knew that Chen Yuan's sea of consciousness did not reject the two origins, rejection and active fusion... are fundamentally very different.

Inaction donor,

It’s really not easy.

But this has nothing to do with him. Since Donor Wuwei can perfectly cultivate two origins, it doesn't matter if they are the origins of evil. Monk Zhishan knows his heart very well.

"Donor Wuwei...it all depends on you."

……

at that time.

The five evil immortals' spirits, souls and flesh fled in all directions, turning into the most evil and weird flesh balls, flying across the sky. Wherever they passed, evil aura overflowed. When they touched the evil people, the most evil nature in their spirits and souls was completely released. In a blink of an eye... several villages had turned into hell on earth, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!

The harm of the five evil immortals.

It has already begun to show its potential.

I don't know how long they escaped, but the remaining six clumps of dark flesh and blood, like sticky snot, quietly rushed past from all directions and gradually gathered together to form a fist-sized ball of flesh.

The ball of flesh is covered with strange blood vessels.

The blood vessels are wriggling and evil black liquid is flowing in them.

tear.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the surface of the smelly meat ball, and a mouth gradually appeared. The obscene organ in the mouth replaced the tongue, and four meat forks stretched out, licked a circle of the meat ball's surface, and then retracted.

"Huh~" The Five Evil Immortals opened their mouths, still terrified, and said, "That was dangerous! The two essences were forcibly fused together, but I didn't expect the reaction to be so severe. Even the Half-Buddha's body was blown up. If I hadn't run so fast, there wouldn't be even a trace of my soul left!"

"It's Chen Yuan and that bald donkey who are beating this half-Buddha body. Otherwise, how could it explode so easily? They are all going to die!"

The Five Evil Immortals said viciously.

Only the last piece of flesh and blood remained.

But his goal was still achieved.

"Fortunately, the two origins have been forcibly fused together. As long as I nourish myself with evil, I will soon be able to return to my peak!" The Five Evil Immortals' lewd tongue flickered in and out like a snake's tongue as they spoke in a concentrated voice, "Let's go back to the Moruo Sect first! The evil souls of those old creatures in the Moruo Evil Prison can fill the gaps I lack!"

……

"Burp~ It smells so good~"

Taoist Wuwei was lying deep in the Moruo Evil Prison. All the evil energy under his body was sucked away, and his entire evil body was condensed into shape. His whole body was covered with strange blood curse scriptures, and he was slowly wriggling as if he was alive.

His pupils.

It is like carving blood curse scriptures with a knife.

An evil aura emanated from his body.

With evil curses wriggling on his face, Taoist Wuwei suddenly fixed his eyes on the elders of the Moruo Sect in the corner of the Moruo Evil Prison, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

I’m not full.

"When I was with Chen Yuan before, we used to eat evil spirits like candy beans. The smell of evil spirits can't compare to the evil energy here. It's too tempting." Taoist Wuwei smacked his lips. "Don't blame me... It's because the evil energy on you smells so good~"

The Moro elders looked tense.

Always pay attention to the Taoist Wuwei.

"This person is such a glutton! He actually swallowed up all the evil energy left in the entire Moruo Evil Prison!"

"The blood curse scripture on his body looks so familiar. I feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I just can't remember where."

"Oh right! I was wondering if it looked familiar. Isn't that the blood curse from the Shehuo School in Kansai?"

"Right, right, right! This should be a small part of the spell that was separated from the community fire spell. No wonder we didn't notice it."

"The Shehuo Sect and our Moro Sect have nothing to do with each other. I don't know how the Five Evil Gods managed to offend these guys. Their influence in Guanxi... is almost like that of an emperor!"

The elders' expressions became increasingly solemn.

"That madman, Wu Xieshen, has a handful of cultivators in the Shehuo Sect who are at the Red Dust Immortal Realm. Furthermore, it's rumored that Shehuo Sect's Blood Shehuo... has one foot in the True Immortal Realm!"

All the elders looked at each other.

Blood Fireworks.

The name of every leader of the Shehuo sect.

The most revered thing among the people of Guanxi is the community fire, and all kinds of sacrifices are performed by the community fire sect. It can be said that the community fire sect is like Taoist priests and monks who belong to different sects and temples. They... have no factions, and their followers are spread all over the land of Guanxi!

The Blood Society Fire can become the leader of the sect.

Its strength is...unimaginable.

"True Immortal..." The elders murmured with complex expressions, "The Five Evil Gods nearly exhausted the entire Moruo Cult's accumulation over a century, yet in the end, let alone the realm of True Immortal, they couldn't even reach the level of Red Dust Immortal... In the end, they died in vain, and this person got away with it."

"My Moro religion... has declined so far."

Only their remains were left.

All the evil spirits were swallowed up, and they were barely surviving. Now, not only could they not maintain the existence of the Moro Sect, but they could hardly save themselves.

"Hey!" Taoist Wuwei stood up. His originally skinny body, nourished by evil energy and having completed his blood curse technique, became extremely sturdy and tall, standing at least two meters tall. He lowered his head, looking down at the elders, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "What are you talking about in secret? What exactly is this Shehuo Sect you're talking about?"

The elder was stunned: "Ah? You are not from the Shehuo Sect!?"

Taoist Wuwei curled his lips and shook his head, saying, "Of course not. I don't know any of that bullshit Shehuo Sect. I got my blood curse from Qingjing Xiedao. Do you... know him?"

Listen to these old guys.

His blood curse technique probably came from the Shehuo School.

But how did Qingjing Xiedao... get it? Did it involve offending the Shehuo faction? This matter still needs to be clarified. Otherwise, if we encounter it in the future and suffer for no reason, where can we go to seek justice?

He had just been resurrected with a new body.

Haven’t lived enough yet!

Don't die easily.

Purify the evil path?

The elders looked at each other and shook their heads.

"never heard of that."

"Are you really not from the Shehuo sect?"

"Fuck! If I say it's not, then it's not, believe it or not!" Taoist Wuwei grinned, and the blood curse scripture quickly squirmed and moved among the flesh and blood, and he shouted angrily.

The elders immediately shut up.

Don't make this person angry.

Taoist Wuwei folded his hands over his chest, his eyes rolling as he secretly criticized, "This old fellow from the Qingjing Evil Sect must have stolen the blood curse from the Shehuo Sect. I knew this blood curse was unusually powerful, but I didn't expect it to have such a great origin."

"It's a bit difficult to handle."