Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

"Who is it?"

Chen Yuan, who had just woken up due to memory loss, heard someone talking outside and felt that it sounded familiar, so he couldn't help but stick his head out.

Then he frowned,

"Eh... so ugly."

"Hey! Fellow Daoist Wuwei, it's you!" Taoist Xuanyuan's eyes widened and he bared his teeth. Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he appeared very excited on the surface. "You are actually here, we are really destined to be together."

But I felt quite uncomfortable.

Really are.

The Taoist Wuwei has hysteria.

He left without saying goodbye because he didn't want to get too entangled. After all, the cultivator suffered from hysteria, and who knew what he would do. He didn't want to see her, but he met her again. It was really... what a coincidence.

But so be it.

Fellow Daoist Wuwei is quite powerful.

This time, we captured the evil spirit and refined the elixir.

It could help him.

The blood and flesh pill I refined last time.

But the quality is much better than any pill I've taken before.

Just haven't seen each other for a few months.

Fellow Daoist Wuwei...seems a bit weird.

Guan Baizhu became increasingly alert, frowning slightly as he asked tentatively, "Old sir... do you... know Brother Chen Yuan?"

"Chen Yuan?" Taoist Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something. He twirled his fingers in his beard and grinned, "Hey, little girl, you're talking about Taoist friend Wuwei's worldly name, right? We cultivators address each other by our Taoist names."

Guan Baizhu nodded slightly.

Another evil soul in Chen Yuan's soul.

According to Xiaoyao Laoxian,

He is the Taoist of inaction.

But was the person this Xuanyuan Taoist knew the past Taoist Wuwei, or was it Brother Chen Yuan? This was a very important matter, as it determined whether they were enemies or friends.

An old Taoist priest with a strange appearance.

He doesn't look like a good person at all.

Unlike the immortal Xiaoyao, he has an immortal air.

It makes people feel close at first sight.

of course.

Don't judge people by their appearance.

"Who are you?" Chen Yuan frowned.

"Ah!?" Taoist Xuanyuan was stunned. He pointed at his old face with a muddy finger and said in a serious tone, "Ah, ah! Fellow Daoist Wuwei, it's me. We killed Bai Lian together a few months ago. What? You forgot!"

"white face?"

Chen Yuan frowned in confusion.

"Such a familiar name...but I can't remember it."

The memory is confused.

My mind feels like a mess.

I can't remember it at all.

"It's over!" Taoist Xuanyuan slapped his forehead, hunched over, and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Wuwei has hysterics and doesn't even recognize people!"

"I've said before that Fellow Daoist Wuwei is a little strange. As expected, cultivators have hysteria in their hearts. This is a sign of demonic possession. Their Daoist hearts are blocked. If they can't be cured, they will be devoured by the inner demons sooner or later!"

"Old man, do you have any way to cure him?!"

"No." Taoist Xuanyuan shook his head. "To be honest, my cultivation is shallow. I am not even as good as Taoist Wuwei. Not to mention curing hysteria, which is feared by Taoists like a demon, I am even more helpless."

Guan Baizhu looked disappointed.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I've eaten all the flesh and blood pills that Fellow Daoist Wuwei made. I plan to capture a few evil spirits in Ghost Town and try to make some pills myself."

Taoist Xuanyuan bared his teeth and his old face turned red.

The recipe is clearly his.

I just don't know how to refine it.

It’s a bit embarrassing to say it out loud.

But upon hearing this, Guan Baizhu was immediately shocked, then overjoyed. Worried that he had misheard, he hurriedly asked, "Old sir...you said that the Blood and Flesh Pill was made by Brother Chen Yuan!"

"Yes."

After confirming it, Guan Baizhu's heart sank again.

The Blood and Flesh Pill was actually made by Brother Chen Yuan himself.

That means,

Chen Yuan, who lost his memory,

There is a high probability that he has forgotten the method of refining the Blood and Flesh Pill.

"I know! I remember! Let me out! I will refine the Flesh and Blood Pill!" Taoist Wuwei shouted excitedly in his soul, but Taoist Wuchen held him tightly, and under the strange control of the Black Heart, he could not move!

He really knows.

The method of refining the blood and flesh pill.

The souls are connected.

He remembers it very clearly.

And he can also use the Blood Evil Sutra!

He and Chen Yuan.

It is two souls in one body.

He is not the evil spirit bred in the Blood Curse Sutra!

"Shut up!"

"Brother, you are harming him! Without the Blood and Flesh Pill, if we delay for too long, Chen Yuan's flesh and blood body will collapse sooner or later, and then we will all die!"

"For the sake of the overall situation!"

of course.

There are also some little thoughts.

Occupies the body.

Chen Yuan, who has lost his memory, wants to take over the body again.

But it's impossible!

"Put aside your evil thoughts. At worst, I can guide Chen Yuan back to the mountain behind Qingyuan Temple. The evil blood food there... may not be able to replace the effect of the blood and flesh pill!"

"grass!"

Taoist Wuwei was furious.

Forget about this.

...

"Can you refine it?"

"I can't." Taoist Xuanyuan lowered his head and smiled awkwardly. "Of course, I can give it a try. After all, it's my recipe. If I try a few more times... there's a chance of success."

"Let's go into Ghost Town without further delay!"

"Alright!" Taoist Xuanyuan floated up, landed on the carriage, grabbed the reins, and grinned, "Hehe~ Little girl, you take good care of Taoist Wuwei, I'll drive!"

Say it.

A tug on the reins.

The carriage rushed straight into the strange town. Suddenly, black smoke rolled in from all directions, accompanied by a cold and biting wind. It was obviously the scorching sun, but in an instant, it was like a dark night. An eerie and desolate scene came into view.

"It's so spooky."

Taoist Xuanyuan’s eyes were solemn.

With his level of cultivation, it was quite uncomfortable.

"I hope there's no great evil spirit. Otherwise, let alone capturing and killing it, even escaping... I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

"But with Fellow Daoist Wuwei here, even if he suffers from hysteria, he will not forget the magical skills in his bones. With him taking action, I think it will be fine."

Taoist Xuanyuan comforted him.

"hope so."

Guan Baizhu did not say it directly.

It is currently unclear whether we are the enemy or not.

We have to be on guard against him.

"Is there anyone else in the ghost town?" Guan Baizhu asked.

"Have."

Taoist Xuanyuan nodded slightly, his arched back squirming under his Taoist robe, as if there were some living thing moving around. He drove the carriage slowly on the mossy stone brick floor of the ghost town. Sticky maggots crawled out from his sleeves, crawled across the carriage, and spread out in all directions.

Guan Baizhu's eyes widened instantly.

"What disgusting maggots!"

Chen Yuan frowned, his teeth grinding, and with a look of disgust, he pointed at the scattered maggots and curled his nose.

Taoist Xuanyuan was not annoyed. "Hehe~ Fellow Taoist Wuwei, my little tricks are not worthy of your attention. However, this is the righteous way, not the evil way of cultivation."

Evil cultivators cultivate by taking the lives of hundreds of people.

As for him, he only slaughtered a few murderers and used their lives to feed maggots, but it did not affect his Taoist heart at all.

In essence, it is about slaying demons and exorcising evil spirits, and eradicating the evildoers.

It must be the right path for a famous family.

Chen Yuan frowned, picked up a maggot, put it to the tip of his nose, and sniffed it gently. A sticky and fishy smell went straight into his nostrils.

"gross."