At that time only Tao was commonplace

Daoji hides Bai Ling's inner alchemy in his arms, and casts spells to drive away the evil spirit on Ling Chanzi while running.

Ling Chanzi was still infested by the evil spirit, and it took more than half of Daoji's true energy just to get rid of the evil spirit, and he finally managed to support Jiayun and returned to Lingyin Temple panting, but was told... .

Zhao Bin...

disappeared...

Zhao Bin walked in a daze, and when he woke up, he didn't know where he came to?He was going to rescue Ling Chanzi... Zhao Bin slumped weakly against the tree trunk, what happened after he was rescued?

Everything is going back to normal again?

I was the one who handed Lingchanzi to Cave Master Qiankun.

It was I who betrayed Lingyin Temple.

So, would you still want to be with me?

No way, I'm afraid you will only hate me, be afraid of me, run away from me...

Zhao Bin smiled wryly, as soon as you see Ling Chanzi, you will think of me betraying him. Even if you don't blame me, you and I can't go back to the past.

No, since I fell in love with you, there is no going back to the past between us.

Zhao Bin sat on the ground, the shade of the tree cast a shadow on Zhao Bin's face.

I'm really afraid that after seeing you come back, you and Ling Chanzi...renew your relationship.

Zhao Bin laughed and closed his eyes. I was even more afraid that I would lose control of myself, that I would...

hurt you.

The burning sensation that had been tormenting Zhao Bin for the past few days was gone, only the splitting headache was left, as if it wanted to split his brain alive.In his mind, there seemed to be a voice howling and roaring all the time. He longed for blood and killing, and even more longed for that body.

Zhao Bin covered his head, took advantage of the pain subsided, and tremblingly pulled off his clothes. The black pattern winding down from his neck had spread to his white shoulders, from his entire forehead to the left side of his face and then to the left half of his face. His shoulders were all covered by this weird black pattern, and Zhao Bin knew that if the black pattern grew to the heart, then he would be possessed by the magic way and never be reborn.

At that time, he will no longer be Zhao Bin, he will completely become a lunatic, a devil, no longer merciful, nor will he show mercy, and will only satisfy his desires like a beast...

Including hurting the master.

There is no balance between good and evil!If I do something outrageous, it will only be difficult for Master to bear the charge of being a lax believer!

Love becomes hate, love becomes demon.Zhao Bin is doomed to live forever and cannot be freed. Instead of hurting Master or torturing Master until then, it is better to kill himself.

Maybe Master will shed a few tears because of my death.

As Zhao Bin imagined, there was a genuinely warm smile on his lips, and he slowly took out a dagger from his bosom.

Zhao Bin has become a demon, and he learned the Buddhist method. Not only did he have to endure the insults and temptations from the evil thoughts in his mind, but he also had to fight against the collision between the Buddha's true energy in his body and the demonized body. He couldn't even use the flying slash, so he had to use this method to end his own life.

The evil thoughts in his mind seemed to know that Zhao Bin was going to end his life, and they shouted and cursed even more frantically.

Are you willing to let Ling Chanzi and Daoji be together after you die?

I can not be reconciled!

But what if I am not reconciled?he…

Always care about is Ling Chanzi.

Zhao Bin recalled Daoji's shrill cry when Lingchanzi was taken away by the Cave Master Qiankun before, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

Zhao Bin, you are a coward!If you have the ability, take Daoji from Ling Chanzi!No waste!

The voice in his head was yelling and cursing, and he was also afraid. He wanted to get this body, control, and help...

Therefore, he must not die!

What if I take it away?His heart is never with me...

Zhao Bin is really tired. Instead of doing this, instead of waiting for him to hurt Master when he is crazy, and watching Master become more and more afraid of him and hate him, it is better to miss each other...

Zhao Bin has made up his mind, no matter how intimidating the voice in his head is, while he can still control himself, he raised the dagger high and high, aiming at his heart and stabbing it straight at his heart. down...

Zhao Bin is missing!

This made the already weak Daoji even more crumbling, and Biqing kept crying that Uncle Jiansi was still unconscious, no doubt lighting another fire on the already crumbling Daoji.

"Senior brother... where is he now?" Daoji was a little exhausted, but he still forced himself to say calmly.

Biqing was worried about his family supervisor, but he didn't notice his uncle Daoji's face turned pale, so he dragged him into Guangliang's meditation room.

Guang Liang was slapped by Zhao Bin, and the demon in Zhao Bin's body hurt Guang Liang's tendons along with the force of the palm, but fortunately, the poison of the demon was not serious. Gong drove away the demonic poison on Guang Liang's body, and he was already dripping with sweat.

"Uncle Daoji, are you okay!" Seeing that Guangliang was fine, Biqing felt relieved, turned around and found Daoji with white lips, and hurried to support him.

"I'm fine, just a little tired..." Daoji smiled at Biqing, stood up and walked out by himself.

"Uncle Daoji, you'd better take a rest first!" Biqing yelled worriedly from behind.

Daoji turned around and shook his head at him, patted his chest with a playful smile,

"It's okay! Look! Monk, I'm very tough!"

Daoji, you need to rest!

The voice of subduing the dragon came out of Daoji's mind.

No, Zhao Bin can't control himself now, I'm really worried.

But...

Jianglong hesitated.

Don't forget, Ling Chanzi is so weak now, if he doesn't return to Zhao Bin's body as soon as possible, something will happen to the two of them!

Jianglong stopped talking, he was very clear about Ling Chanzi's situation, he really couldn't delay any longer...

Suddenly, Daoji's heart clenched together, and the relic in his body, who had transformed into a spiritual Zen son, began to tremble uneasily, which undoubtedly indicated one thing...

Something happened to Zhao Bin!

Thinking of this, Daoji panicked and began to look for Zhao Bin at the risk of exhaustion.

Fortunately, he and Zhao Bin were connected with each other, and Ling Chanzi and Zhao Bin felt each other, and finally saved Zhao Bin at the moment when the knife sank into his heart.

Dao Ji knocked off the dagger in Zhao Bin's hand with a fan, and then slapped Zhao Bin in the face...

Zhao Bin froze there, looking at Daoji in disbelief.

It's not that Daoji didn't slap him before, but they were all slapped with a fan and mana, and every time he just pretended to be deterrent, never like now, he slapped him directly with his hands without mana. On the face, so heavy, burning pain...

"You...you want to die? Who gave you the right? Let me tell you! Zhao Bin! I saved your life! Without my permission, you are not allowed to die! Do you hear me!" Daoji roared angrily , wanting to use anger to cover up the fear and pain when he saw Zhao Bin about to stab his chest just now.

What should I do if you die?

After Daoji knocked down Zhao Bin's knife, the words printed in his mind immediately.

Zhao Bin!How can you be so selfish!You teased me, tortured me, and dared to die so irresponsibly to get rid of it. How could you...let me...let me have other feelings for you, but...you want to leave so decisively I...

Zhao Bin had never seen such an angry Daoji. Even when he raped him that night, he just severed ties with him coldly and painfully, never like this...

so angry...

so angry...

yet so fragile...

Daoji had been supporting his body by force, but now he was so stimulated by Zhao Bin, he suddenly became angry and frightened, his eyes darkened, and he passed out...

Zhao Bin caught Daoji's fallen body in a panic, only to find that Daoji's face was extremely pale. With a demonic nature, it collided with the orthodox Buddhist mana in Daoji's body. Both of them vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out...

Jianglong looked down at the two of them, finally heaved a sigh, and carefully guarded the side to prevent some desperate game from coming to "forage".

Daoji still carries the spirit Chanzi that has been turned into a relic. Jianglong has never tried to send the Lingchanzi into Zhao Bin's body, but Zhao Bin has already become a demon, and the Lingchanzi is the body of a fairy Buddha, and the two cannot merge at all. together.

Jianglong tried several times, but was bounced back by the conflicting attributes of the two. It was only when Zhao Bin's face became paler and the light on Ling Chanzi's body began to dim that he stopped helplessly.

Zhao Bin's black vines have grown to his shoulders, and within a few days, Zhao Bin will really fall into the devil's way...

Holding the relic of Lingchanzi in his hand, Jianglong looked at the unconscious Zhao Bin, and his mood, which had always been calm in Gujing, began to ripple.It is false to say that he doesn't care about Ling Chanzi, and it is not true to say that he has no affection for Zhao Bin, but he conceals it better and deeper than Dao Ji.Or maybe, Daoji's increasingly exposed emotions are the result of Jianglong's painstakingly suppressed... Who can tell clearly between him and Daoji!

Jianglong smiled wryly.

I have owed the same emotional debt to the same person in these two lifetimes, and now, it is time to repay it.

Jianglong drew a magic circle around the two of them, and then turned into a golden dragon and rushed down to the ground.

The red manjusawa bloomed all over the land, separated by a Yellow Spring Road, and the faint fluorescent lights kept floating, spreading to the distant Wangchuan River.

"Jianglong has met Ksitigarbha!" Jianglong bowed his head.

"Qianlong, you don't help the world and save people in the upper world, why did you go down to the underworld?" A multicolored lotus flower blooms in the blood-red manjusandra, and the one standing on the lotus flower is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva .

"Subduing the dragon..." Jianglong said with some difficulty as if he was making up his mind, "I want to ask the Bodhisattva for some Wangchuan water, and I hope the Bodhisattva can give it to Jianglong."

Ksitigarbha King's half-closed eyes revealed endless compassion, and his mouth did not move, but his voice clearly entered Jianglong's ears.

"Subduing dragon, subduing dragon, your golden Arhat body can help you block swords, spears, swords, halberds, fire and ice, but it cannot block the love, hatred and obsession in this world for you. This is also your catastrophe, that's all! Forget it! You know the rules of Chuan Shui, so I don’t need to say more!”

"Yes!" Jianglong's face was firm, not at all disturbed by what was about to happen next.

Seeing this, Ksitigarbha shook his head, sighed softly, and disappeared into the boundless manjusawa.