Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

Tear.

The violent sound of corrosion of the lesions came one after another, and the entire soul of Wuwei Taoist was greatly affected. The evil thoughts quickly disappeared, and Wuwei Taoist's expression was tense, fearing that the lesions would follow his soul and directly attach to his sea of ​​consciousness.

That way.

His evil body.

I'm afraid it won't work!

"Woman, since I saved you, don't bother me when you get out. I don't want to offend the Suppressing Evils Bureau. If I had known you were from the Suppressing Evils Bureau, I would have stayed away from you long ago." Taoist Wuwei said helplessly with his back to Zhang Ming.

It's also his bad luck.

But he happened to provoke the evil spirit suppression department.

Still a Tiangang.

Where is the reasoning here?

Zhang Ming said coldly: "If you didn't have so much to say, perhaps I could consider it."

Taoist Wuwei curled his lips and said nothing more in anger.

...

The lesion corroded the entire outer ring of the mountain range, and the outer ring was already riddled with holes. And from the looks of it, it seemed that the Longnan Mountains were used as a cradle to cultivate the original lesion. Every living being... accumulated enough lesions before releasing them...

All the people in Longnan Province were infected with the disease.

Just a matter of time.

The barrier of evil thoughts became increasingly thinner, and the three Taoist priests were surrounded by foul-smelling thick phlegm. The corrosive sound pierced their eardrums, and the stinging sensation of the burning lesions hung around their bodies, as if it could drip onto their skin at any time and infect them.

stab.

stab.

The lesion venom continued to drip.

The barrier of evil thoughts was burned and riddled with holes.

Taoist Wuwei's spirit and soul became increasingly weak, and his breath became sluggish.

"Damn it!" Taoist Wuwei struggled to hold on, his steps becoming increasingly slower, his spirit weak, and his teeth chattering. "I can't hold on any longer, hurry up and fill in!"

Say it.

Taoist Wuwei's soul was shattered.

At the same time, a sinister life-seeking line turned into a big net, instantly covering the bodies of the four people. Their souls turned into the life-seeking net, flashing a faint halo, blocking the mucus in the lesions, so that the four people could continue to walk towards the outside of Longnan Mountains.

"Damn, this lesion is too severe!"

The soul that Taoist Wuwei had retrieved was trembling incessantly in the sea of consciousness. The lesions containing countless diseases had caused great harm to the soul. Even though they were isolated, they still made him conscious and he always felt uncomfortable with itchy skin.

"I didn't even touch it, so I can't possibly get infected, right?"

Taoist Wuwei subconsciously wanted to scratch it.

He's itchy.

Zhang Ming shouted sternly, "Don't catch me!"

"What's wrong?"

"The original cause of the disease!" Zhang Ming's face was extremely gloomy under the mask. "I knew it. No wonder the Dalin Dynasty fell. They clearly had cultivators from the Red Dust Fairyland, but in the end, countless people were killed and injured."

"The four of us... have been infected with the original disease!"

Taoist Wuwei was completely unconvinced: "This is impossible! The soul barrier is keeping the disease out. We haven't been stained by a single drop of mucus. Even the layer of soul that came into contact with us... has been completely peeled off. How could we possibly be infected with the disease!"

The other two were equally puzzled.

But soon.

Their faces changed.

Because their whole body...started to itch.

"Don't scratch!" Zhang Ming's steps became increasingly stagnant, as if a thousand-pound weight was tied to his legs. Every step he took required almost all his strength, and he also had to endure the itching that kept growing in his sea of consciousness. "You must hold it in! You must hold it in!"

"Don't scratch."

itch.

It's itching so much.

Taoist Wuwei had completely given up the idea of escaping alone. On the one hand, he could not bear the itch from inside to outside. On the other hand, he was infected with the disease. If he followed the evil spirit suppressor, he might be able to get treatment from the medical sage, but if he slipped away alone, no one could cure him.

Extremely unlucky.

Haven't enjoyed a few good days yet.

This time I’m going to lose my life.

Is he destined to suffer disaster?

What a misfortune.

"I'm dying. You have to hold on." Zhang Ming stared at the edge of the mountain, which still seemed to have no end in sight. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley. "The disease has a huge impact. We misjudged it. It's too difficult to hold on until we can leave!"

No one expected it.

The original lesion does not need to be touched.

They have already been infected imperceptibly.

And it's extremely difficult to detect.

It was probably because their spirit and soul were consumed too much that they began to itch slowly from their internal organs, and then spread to their skin and flesh, further weakening the spiritual power of the two.

There is no need for illness or disaster to take action personally.

It's unclear whether they will leave or not.

"Damn!"

Taoist Wuwei had just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt an itch spreading from his heart to his entire body. He couldn't scratch it, which was almost like killing him, but he had no choice but to endure it. The lesion had not yet broken out, but if the barrier of his soul was completely destroyed, it would not matter whether he scratched it or not...

"I come!"

immediately.

Taoist Wuwei gritted his teeth again and opened the barrier of evil thoughts.

Isolate the mucus from the affected area.

That's it.

The two people changed three or four times in a row.

"I can't hold on any longer!" Taoist Wuwei was in a trance, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to see the fairyland. His feet were weak and shaky, and he was about to fall. "It's too long! This mountain road has no end."

It took a long time to walk.

Still no end in sight.

But his life... has come to an end.

Zhang Ming had also reached her limit. Her skin was so itchy that she felt like she was being bitten by countless ants. She had to watch helplessly as the ants crawled across her skin, opened the tender buds, and licked them over and over again with their barbed tongues.

Two mortal immortals.

Enduring the corrosion and burning of the original lesion.

Finally, I reached the limit.

As for the other two.

Due to their low strength, let alone supporting the soul barrier, the itching from their internal organs spread all over their bodies, as if it was gnawing at the cracks in their bones. The pain was so severe that the two of them almost fainted. Being able to hold on to their breath and stagger along was already their limit.

"Master... leave us alone. Pass the message on, or we'll all die here." The old man knew that if they continued to drag the Master down, no one would be able to escape. Thinking of the skinny monkey who was traveling with him, he sighed, "Alas... Master, our Soul-Seeking Sect can't do without you."

Zhang Ming bit his lips.

In the end, I had to be ruthless and make a choice.

"go!"

Drink it in one fell swoop.

The supporting soul barrier quickly retracted.

Seeing that the three of Wuwei Taoist were about to be exposed, Wuwei Taoist's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly urged his soul to protect his body, fearing that if he was slow, the thick phlegm from the lesion would stick to his skin.

"Wuwei...it's actually you."

Suddenly.

A voice that made Taoist Wuwei's expression change drastically reached his ears.

“No way!?”

"You've done quite well, actually stealing from the Moro Cult, cultivating a body of evil thoughts, and even setting foot in the realm of the Red Dust Immortal." Chen Yuan's voice rang out from all directions, "Brother... where is he!?"

Senior brother!

Taoist Wuwei felt his whole body tense up.

"I...I don't know."

Ever since he woke up from the Moro Sect, he thought his senior brother would also be in the Moro Sect, but he searched every corner of the Moro Sect and found no trace of him. He also thought that his senior brother Wu Chen and Chen Yuan had died together with the Five Evil Immortals.

But Chen Yuan is alive.

He was also asking about the whereabouts of his senior brother.

Doesn't it mean...

Brother, he...

Really dead!?