Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

"Fortunately, it is a common lesion, which can be completely destroyed. If it is an original lesion... I, a Taoist priest, can't help you." Chen Yuan waved his hand and said.

On the surface, everything seems calm.

In fact, his heart was bleeding.

The refined thief's hands are extremely precious, and basically each one is a life-saving weapon. After all, the disease disaster is hiding in the dark, and no one knows when he will release the original disease. Before the arrival of the Medical Saint, the thief's hands can be regarded as Chen Yuan's only means to eliminate the disease.

He himself was not very afraid.

After all, with the evil source on his side, the original disease can't get close to him. But it's hard for others to defend themselves. Once they are hit, their internal organs will quickly be attacked by the disease. At that time, let alone competing with the ghost disasters, being able to suppress the disease in the internal organs and prevent it from completely erupting and infecting others is already the limit of what can be done.

"The Origin of Thieves!" The Doomed Child grew increasingly alarmed. He could already sense three Origins from the Taoist priest before him, and he even seemed to possess a faint military aura. Just what was the origin of the Taoist Wuwei, that he had cultivated so many magical powers?

The origin can still coexist peacefully in one body.

Look at it from a certain perspective.

Taoist Wuwei...is comparable to a demigod!

"I'm just a half-baked one, far inferior to the thief who stole the sutra for free. You have to be careful. If you get infected again, I won't be able to help you." Chen Yuan didn't intend to let others use his last thieving hand. His life... had to be protected.

The Doom Boy's old face flushed.

It takes two consecutive lesions.

He didn't know where to put his old face.

"Is anyone else arriving?"

The Unfortunate Boy calmed down. His internal organs had healed as the lesions disappeared, and his strong body had regenerated and grown back the missing organs. However, his expression did not relax, but became more solemn.

"Ghost Disaster and the others have joined forces with the Heart Sect, and the other three elders will soon arrive with the Ten Absolute Yin Lands. I'm afraid our chances of victory are slim with just a few of us."

Even if the Taoist Wuwei is comparable to a half-immortal.

It really helped Fengdu to be built.

Relying on the ghost disasters in Fengdu...in a sense, he might be called a real ghost immortal!

A ghost immortal who disappeared for a hundred years.

Will reappear in the world.

"I'm afraid it's already here!"

Chen Yuan's soul suddenly trembled, his eyes fixed on the depths of the ghost domain, a place filled with deep and dark ghost energy. Three figures walked slowly to the side of the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King with unhurried steps. The three people looked different, but the fluctuation of the Heart Sutra that was unique to the Heart Sect was very familiar.

Chen Yuan stared.

The second elder he was looking for.

Finally showed up.

The Doomed Boy frowned, his throat moving as he spoke in a concentrated voice, "We're in big trouble!"

Without waiting for the help of the Zhenshousi.

On the contrary, the other three elders of the Heart Sect who had been searching for a long time successfully arrived at the Ghost Realm with the Ten Absolute Yin Lands they had refined. If the Ghost Realm was integrated into the Ten Absolute Yin Lands, then the new Fengdu built by the Ghost Disaster would really be successful!

The three of them looked different.

On the right, an old man with white beard and hair, wearing coarse linen clothes, narrowed his eyes, stretched out his jade-like hands, and gently grabbed the scattered soul light spots. As Xinqi's soul was completely absorbed into his hands, Xinqi, who was originally beaten beyond recovery, was taken away.

His soul,

It was actually reshaped.

"God... it's okay." The old man whispered.

Chen Yuan stared intently, and it was as if a sharp sword shot out from his eyes, piercing deep into the old man's mind.

Heart to heart!

Second elder.

From the mouth of Xiaoyao Old Immortal,

The only person who can help the Five Evil Immortals regain their clarity of mind!

It’s been a bumpy ride.

Finally... we meet.

"Xinqi, I haven't seen you so miserable in a long time." Xinhe still squinted his eyes, with an ugly smile like rough tree bark on his face. His voice was hoarse, but it made people concentrate and feel clearer than ever before.

Xinqi's soul felt ethereal, and he looked at Chen Yuan with lingering fear. Fear was extremely strong in his eyes. He gasped for breath and warned, "Don't be careless. That Taoist mastered a secret method that targets the soul. I was completely powerless to fight back just now, and I was almost crushed to ashes!"

The magical powers of a Taoist priest.

The offensive power is no less than that of the evil spirit of military strategists.

The Heart Sutra teaches extreme restraint.

Especially to him,

Because of the abandonment of the body,

He is naturally suppressed by Taoist priests!

"Waste!" The burly man on the left, his clothes bulging out, revealing his muscular build. His eyes were wide open, and he glanced at Xinqi, who hadn't yet recovered from his fear, and said angrily, "Why save him when he's even abandoning his own body! He might as well die with Xinyi! Waste! Beast!"

Xinqi's face became increasingly gloomy.

He was so angry that he cursed him profusely.

But he could only endure it.

It's his fault for bringing shame to Xinjiao.

Suddenly.

In the center, the flesh was sagging, drooping like a dress, covering the obscene organs under the abdomen. The whole body seemed to have no bones, supported only by a piece of skin. The shriveled mouth was slightly open, and a faint voice rang out from the toothless mouth:

"Heart...calm."

Xinchen immediately shut his stinky mouth.

It's not just anger.

It was like a roaring and flying evil ghost in the ghost realm.

Everything calmed down, like still water, without a ripple.

All the origins in Chen Yuan’s heart.

All is calm.

Even the most violent and ferocious Qilin.

They all prostrated themselves with their heads bowed, their atmosphere calm and peaceful.

Chen Yuan's clear eyes were filled with shock.

He... is just calm!

The Grand Elder of the Heart Sect.

The old immortal Xiaoyao was wrong.

A peaceful mind is not a mortal immortal... He,

Became a semi-immortal!

A cultivator who is more powerful than Kong Kong'er and Gu Qianqiu.

That feeling of oppression was forced to be calm, as if encountering the most terrifying beast. The muscles in the body were spasming and uncontrollably stagnant. Although he was facing a life-and-death crisis, his internal organs seemed to be asleep and relaxed to the extreme.

Just want to sleep peacefully.

I can't muster up any desire to fight.

"Thief!" Chen Yuan suddenly grabbed his chest with his right hand, and pushed the source of thief wrapped in his heart to the limit, stealing the tranquility of his heart. The long-lost murderous aura burst out again with the violent beating of his heart, and blood gushed out.

The body...regains the fighting spirit.

But the back.

Already soaked in cold sweat.

"He... is very strong." The Boy of Doom moved his feet and walked to Chen Yuan's side with difficulty. He stared at Elder Xinjing with sharp eyes, and two streams of blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

Chen Yuan was shocked.

The Doom Boy fought against the peace of his heart.

It obviously caused great damage to his body.

Facing the half-immortal's casual attack.

The Doomed Boy, a mortal immortal, tried to resist, using up almost all his strength. Although he managed to muster up the will to fight, if Elder Xinjing attacked again, he would probably be unable to resist at all!

Chen Yuan is better.

But his soul is only comparable to that of a demigod.

If a fight really breaks out.

No one knows whether they can win.

Of course.

He also has mysterious light spots.

Who will win is still unknown.

"Oh?"

The corners of her relaxed mouth swayed gently in the wind like a skirt, her eyelids drooped like long eyebrows, she closed her eyes and chuckled softly, "You two are...very irritable." After a pause, she suddenly turned to face Chen Yuan and said word by word,

"Xinyi's soul...is in your hands."