Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

"what!"

The pupils of the old immortal Xiaoyao dilated, and his body began to tremble due to his unstable emotions. A yellow sticky liquid oozed out from the cracks where the pieces of flesh were stuck together, making his already skinny body look even thinner.

Shaky.

The pieces of meat seemed to be falling off.

"It's over! It's all over now! I'm going to die in Ghost Town!" Xiaoyao Laoxian was filled with despair, secretly shouting in his heart, "Alas... I knew that encountering fellow Taoist Wuwei would bring bad luck. Why didn't I leave earlier? I'm greedy! Too greedy!"

Have a lucky mentality.

He was thinking that Taoist Wuwei would help him refine the Blood and Flesh Pill again.

But the blood and flesh pill was not refined.

Instead, he got himself into trouble.

Where can I go to seek justice?

"Has the Bodhisattva Wuxiang... appeared?" Guan Baizhu didn't care whether the ghost town was wreaking havoc with evil spirits. The only thing she cared about was the Bodhisattva Wuxiang. This was Chen Yuan's only chance to recover his soul, and she didn't want to give up!

Xiaoyao Old Immortal shook his head.

"No."

After a pause, he continued,

"I can't get out of the ghost town, but I don't know if I can get in from the outside. If I can't get in from the outside, then I'm afraid even the Bodhisattva Wuxiang can't get in."

Changing the subject, "Of course, if this evil disaster is the work of the Bodhisattva Wuxiang, then it's a different matter."

if that's the case.

Bodhisattva Wuxiang knew that they had arrived in a ghost town.

But he didn't show up.

Chen Yuan's soul is in trouble...

A trip to the ghost town probably won’t solve the problem.

"The most urgent task is to find the mastermind behind this. Evil spirits cannot be completely eliminated, so we must start from the source!" Xiaoyao Elder Immortal stated the most important matter at the moment and said in a serious tone, "Follow me, I will protect you!"

Taoist Xuanyuan was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

The immortal Xiaoyao is very famous.

With him around, a few yellow marks on my face are nothing!

Taoist Xuanyuan finally felt much more at ease.

"By the way, Mr. Xiaoyao, I suspect the mastermind behind this is... the Mask Cult." Taoist Xuanyuan calmed himself down and began to talk about business. "Yellow Face just possessed me. Now that Yellow Face has appeared, could the other Faces... be controlling this evil chaos from the shadows?"

"Face mask!"

The old immortal Xiaoyao frowned.

This strange sect.

But it's very difficult!

The water in the ghost town is...deep.

"The mask is hidden in the ghost town. It seems that we have been part of their plan since we entered the ghost town. What exactly is their purpose?" The old immortal Xiaoyao was free and easy, but he still couldn't see clearly.

Masks teach us how to act.

It's hard to understand.

"Let's go meet the person behind the scenes first."

"it is good."

The four of them then followed the evil spirit.

Rushing cautiously towards the depths of the ghost town.

...

Time passes gradually.

There were more and more evil spirits, rushing out from every corner of the ghost town and from the ground like a tide. They were densely packed and gathered in the same direction. They squeezed together, and the weak evil spirits were trampled into meat paste!

"Gu~" Taoist Xuanyuan swallowed his saliva, his pupils trembling, and stammered, "Oh my~ This... This is too evil!"

The horizon is as far as the eye can see.

He had no doubt.

Once you fall into the evil tide.

In the blink of an eye, the evil spirits will eat you till nothing is left!

So scary!

"If the evil spirits here break out of Ghost Town, dozens of surrounding towns... will be devastated in a short time, with no grass growing and no one left alive!"

A hint of excitement flashed quietly in Chen Yuan's eyes.

Blink and it's gone.

"I don't think it's that simple. If they really wanted to cause a riot of evil spirits, there would be no need to gather them together like this. Instead, they could just let them run rampant and wreak havoc on the world."

"And it will be much easier."

The old immortal Xiaoyao stroked his beard and analyzed.

Guan Baizhu immediately understood what the immortal Xiaoyao meant.

"Old sir, what you're saying is... the person behind the scenes wants to use the evil spirit to do something unknown to the public, and this matter is far more important than the evil spirit wreaking havoc in the town!"

"good."

Taoist Xuanyuan's brows were twisted like a knot, his already hunched body looked even more bent, his face full of wrinkles and wrinkles showed the vicissitudes of life. He held the whisk, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he sighed deeply.

"If that's true, the water in Ghost Town is unfathomable."

"arrive!"

Taoist Xuanyuan stopped.

Before their eyes, all the evil spirits swarmed in, forming dense circles that surrounded them. It was impossible to see what was happening inside from the outside. More importantly, the evil spirits passed by the four people without any reaction.

At first, Taoist Xuanyuan subconsciously killed a few of them.

But there are more.

Only then did they discover that the evil spirits were no different from the puppets they controlled. Their eyes were burning as they gathered towards the sacred immortals in their hearts like devout believers, praying for the immortals' blessings, revealing a sinister nature.

The evil spirits continue to gather.

Chen Yuan swept past the evil spirits one by one.

Eye contact.

There's always a sense of familiarity.

And it seemed that the evil spirits... seemed to have a kind of reverence for him. It was hard to explain, but Chen Yuan had this feeling. He couldn't remember what was going on.

Evil...

Respect him.

It's ridiculous.

"Brother Chen Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Yuan shook his head, "It's okay."

Guan Baizhu thought Chen Yuan remembered something, but didn't dare to ask more questions, for fear of causing memory confusion and making Chen Yuan more painful, which would be bad.

The old immortal Xiaoyao rolled up his white robe, and the four of them rose quickly. In the blink of an eye, they floated to the top of the tallest ancient building around, and looked down at the center of the evil spirit group.

Suddenly.

The four people's pupils shrank.

Face painting education!

It really is them!

Yellow face, and more than one yellow face.

There are nine yellow faces in total!

Each one has two stripes!

Looking at those masks covered with yellow putty, grinning and laughing wildly, evil spirits fanatically surrounded the nine yellow faces, and strange evil beliefs gathered like a tide!

"Have the Face Mask Cult gone mad?!" Xiaoyao Laoxian raised his immortal beard and shouted sternly, "How dare they absorb the evil spirits of the evil spirits to cultivate their magical powers? They are cultivating towards the great evil! A bunch of lunatics!"

The three of them were silent.

The mask cult...is countless times more evil than the pure and evil way!

"What are they...doing?"

"Using evil spirits to cultivate," Xiaoyao Elder Immortal said solemnly, "is a most bizarre method of cultivation. By absorbing the evil energy within the evil spirit's body, one nourishes one's own qi, blood, spirit, and soul, completely transforming into a great evil spirit!"

"The nine of them...want to use this evil method...to rapidly cultivate supernatural powers and reach the level of a three-striped yellow-faced Taoist!"

Chen Yuan frowned.

Three-striped yellow face.

Just now, beating the yellow face with two lines consumed a lot of energy and blood.

If there are three lines... there are nine of them!

Have you been able to fight?

Chen Yuan fell into confusion.

"Hahaha! Cool! It really feels so good!"

The yellow-faced man was wantonly breathing in and out evil energy. His already swollen and knotted muscles were covered with dark, wriggling blood vessels that were visibly emerging from his body like tentacles, emitting the most terrifying chill.

Accompanied by evil spirits entering the body.

Beneath the nine people's greasy yellow masks, a strange dark pattern slowly emerged like a tattoo. A large amount of evil energy from the ghost town gathered in the nine people's bodies, indicating that the nine people were about to become the ones with three-line yellow faces!