Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

"You're the one causing trouble!"

Taoist Wuwei waited calmly for a long time, and finally found that Chen Yuan had no reaction at all. Finally, he realized that something was wrong, and his spirit face came close to Taoist Wuchen and shouted loudly.

"No! This is impossible!"

"You are just a remnant soul, and you haven't even cultivated any magical powers. Even if I have to temporarily rebuild the Blood Curse Sutra, you can't stop me from communicating with Chen Yuan!"

Senior Brother Wuchen.

It's just that he is a little better than ordinary people.

How could it be done to this extent!

Not in line with common sense.

Taoist Wuchen remained calm and composed, as if death was nothing more than an ordinary thing to him. He looked at Taoist Wuwei quietly, neither sad nor happy, and said,

"Wuwei, don't try. You and him can't communicate now. You've been making trouble for long enough. It's time to leave. After all... the two of us shouldn't have existed a long time ago. Being able to linger for such a long time... is enough."

"that is you!"

"I haven't lived enough!"

"You are a dead man, but I am not dead yet. Look, my body is still alive and well. As long as I can take back my body, I can live again!"

Taoist Wuwei was extremely anxious.

"Even if I don't take it back, Chen Yuan can help me find a new body in the future, but why do you have to let me die?"

He was aggrieved.

after all.

For Wuchen Taoist,

He has been calling me senior brother for such a long time.

I heard that my senior brother was so heartless.

How can you feel good?

"Wuwei, do you still think that you and Chen Yuan are two souls of one body? You... are an evil soul born from the Blood Curse Sutra, and you are not my junior brother at all!" Taoist Wuchen said shockingly.

Taoist Wuwei was extremely surprised.

His soul began to tremble violently.

Cognitive abnormalities.

The soul was unstable, and the face formed by the soul was exactly the same as Chen Yuan, with distorted features and great chaos.

confusion.

“Who am I!?”

"Who am I!?"

Taoist Wuwei covered his head with his hands, his eyes were cloudy, as if covered by a layer of gray fog. He tried to clear the fog to see the truth, but when his hand touched the fog, he was tightly wrapped by the fog.

Then he got deeper and deeper into trouble.

It's like being in a quagmire.

No matter how he waved his arms or struggled wildly.

But all he could do was watch...fall into the endless abyss of hell!

"I am just a remnant soul nurtured by the Blood Curse Sutra. How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible!" Taoist Wuwei's eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious. He attacked Taoist Wuchen's soul like a wild beast.

All of a sudden.

The two souls trembled constantly.

The most primitive collision of souls.

Chen Yuan's mind was in turmoil, extremely intense.

Taoist Wuchen frowned.

He could not suppress the Taoist Wuwei's crazy behavior in his soul. Once Chen Yuan became aware of his existence, he would never let him go!

This way.

The Taoist Wuwei must also continue to exist.

With such an evil spirit in his soul that can attack his body at any time, Chen Yuan will sooner or later suffer from irreparable pain!

"Wuwei, follow Brother on the road!"

"I don't want to!"

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Do you think you can beat me just by calling me senior brother? The Blood Curse Scripture originally belonged to me. I will fight you to the death!" Taoist Wuwei showed no sign of weakness.

next second.

The originally angry Taoist Wuwei roared angrily, and strange blood curse words appeared on his entire soul, entangled and attached, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a blood curse evil soul!

"I knew you wouldn't give up."

Taoist Wuchen was well prepared.

His soul.

What can be seen with the naked eye is a wriggling heart as dark as the abyss. The twisted blood vessels on the surface of the black heart of the soul wriggle violently, like crawling earthworms. Then a surging and strange repressive power spreads!

Suddenly.

The blood-cursed evil spirit wrapped around Taoist Wuwei!

"Ahhh!" Taoist Wuwei roared with a hoarse voice, and the blood-cursed evil soul burst out with dazzling blood light, turning into a blood-cursed spear that stabbed frantically at the strange pressure barrier.

Boom boom boom!

The evil soul spear trembled continuously.

But that invisible strange soul barrier.

But it is extremely hard.

No matter how the Taoist Wuwei hits you.

The dark heart still beats vigorously.

The twisted blood vessels squirmed, releasing the suppressive power of the soul, as motionless as a mountain.

"Give up, Wuwei... Have you forgotten the Black Heart's usefulness?" Taoist Wuchen continued, "Even though the Black Heart has been dug out by the Pure Evil Path, why is it still effective?"

"Although it's only a small part, the Black Heart's power to expel and suppress evil spirits is not something a mere evil spirit like you can contend with."

The fate of the Taoist Wuwei.

It's already destined.

"Fuck! You hid it so well!"

Taoist Wuwei cursed angrily.

He was powerless and could only curse wildly.

"Everything... depends on you."

Taoist Wuchen closed his eyes and whispered softly,

"Xiao Zhu... I am already satisfied that I can see you again. From now on... you will have to walk the road alone. Goodbye."

……

Guan Baizhu's eyes gradually regained their luster.

The three souls and seven spirits returned to their strange bodies, and the body that was originally in suspended animation came back to life. The heart in the chest beat slowly, the blood flowed, and the originally pale cheeks gradually became rosy.

"Hey~"

A low groan.

Guan Baizhu slowly opened his eyes.

The mysterious eyes, which seemed to contain everything in the world, were covered with a layer of light gray mist. They looked at Chen Yuan quietly. There was a sense of familiarity in his heart. He opened his teeth slightly and spoke almost subconsciously.

"Brother...you're back."

My heart clenched.

Chen Yuan frowned, feeling inexplicably distressed.

As if by some strange coincidence, Chen Yuan revealed a kind smile and gently brushed Guan Baizhu's head with his hand, as if there was no dust. "I'm back."

"Uh-huh."

Guan Baizhu smiled brightly.

I just feel...warm in my heart.

"Brother Chen Yuan, my brother..." A trace of sadness flashed in Guan Baizhu's eyes. Although he asked it out loud, he already understood in his heart the moment he saw Chen Yuan.

"he…"

"I know."

"I'm sorry... Brother was trying to save me."

Chen Yuan's heart hurt even more.

Guan Baizhu shook his head and forced a smile. "I know. My brother told me that you are a good person. Since my brother saved you, it was his decision. Everything... is fate."

Chen Yuan remained silent.

Guan Baizhu's understanding made him feel even more distressed.

She is obviously... just a little girl of thirteen or fourteen.

"Xiao Zhu... don't worry, I will completely help you solve your soul problem." After a long time, Chen Yuan could only make these promises. Apart from that, he was powerless.

"Alright, little girl, you'll be fine in the short term. Although my strength is average, I'm still an old man of the Heart Sect for many years. You have to have faith in me."

The old immortal Xiaoyao's expression straightened up.

"But you can't keep that remnant soul in you any longer. It's better for you to let me help you get rid of it quickly."

Chen Yuan frowned.

The old immortal Xiaoyao...seems to be very anxious.

Heart religion... is it really that enthusiastic?