Chapter 283: Bold monster, I can tell at a glance that you are not human!
It is really slow to recover from damage to the Yuan Shen. It has been twenty days since Cheng Long cultivated the second Yuan Shen, but his face is still as haggard as the day he cultivated the second Yuan Shen.
This frightened the three girls, Alan, Leer and Keren, so much that they ran home every night. Even A Fang was a little absent-minded when going to school, worried that something would happen to her cousin.
Undoubtedly, more people are worried because Cheng Long has not left home for the past 20 days, but he has called Meng Na, Wen Li, Piao Piao, Ah Zhui, Cheng Min, and even Imamura Kiyoko who is far away in the island country.
The reason why I didn't hit Meiko was because I couldn't hide it.
The kind-hearted sister-in-law would take one day every week to come over and spend time with him.
If she hadn't been worried that her cousin Alan would find something wrong, Meiko would have wanted to quit her job as a senior inspector and stay with her brother-in-law to take good care of him when she noticed that her brother-in-law looked pale.
During this period, Wang Jianjun also contacted him and said that he had caught a group of drug dealers. However, Cheng Long did not go there and handed them over to Dao Scarhong and Liu Piaopiao.
The Shura Book can also consume the souls of living beings to enhance their cultivation. As for wasting the essence and blood of drug dealers, it is only a mere twenty people.
Nowadays, Cheng Long improves people's physical fitness, serving thirty or forty people at a time.
Half a month ago, Alan, Yaozi, Cheng Leer, and Tong Keren each received 30 people's share of essence and blood energy. So far, Lei Zhilan has received a total of 70 people's share of essence and blood energy. Her physical condition has improved significantly. Leading, the only one.
Cheng Leer and Tong Keren, like Ah Zhui, Liu Piaopiao and others, received 40 people's energy of essence and blood, which is about the same physique as Captain America.
At present, only Qingzi, Zhou Wenli and Cheng Min have only received 10 shares. This is not because Cheng Long prefers one to another, but that they need time to adapt, and their physical fitness will soon be improved to the level of the US team.
Only in this way, Cheng Long can enter various dungeon worlds to experience without worrying about their personal safety.
On September 28, the cooled time travel button lit up. Cheng Long, who didn't want to worry his cousin, Alan and others, pressed the button without hesitation.
The black vortex quietly flashed, wrapped around his whole body, and quietly took him away from where he was.
……
Deep in the Mirk Forest.
Cheng Long took his first breath and understood his situation.
The aura is a bit richer than that of the Liaozhai world. It's probably a mythical world with gods and demons.
The consciousness spread out and swept through the mountains and forests.
Cheng Long discovered that this world was much more filthy than the Liaozhai world. There were three or five little demons with enlightened intelligence within a radius of only ten or twenty miles.
There are also many creatures with signs of spiritual intelligence opening.
This is not a good sign.
"Dirty" and "hui" have the same pronunciation, which not only means ugly and hideous, but also a metaphor for the uncleanness of the world and the long-lasting Tao and demons.
If there is too much filth in a world, it means that the creatures in that world will easily lose their minds and commit endless crimes, leading to the proliferation of monsters and evildoers.
When filth grows to a certain level, there will be demons and monsters roaming freely, and the world will be filled with filth.
However, at this stage, there is just a lot of filth, and it is not completely filthy. The content of spiritual energy in the air is not low, and is much higher than the filth.
It shows that the righteous path in this world can still suppress the evil path. It may be due to the change of dynasties in the human world and the impetuous and turbulent people's hearts, so there are many evildoers.
Compared with the worlds I have experienced in the past, this world is still more suitable for practice.
It just so happens that when killing living things, you should never avoid things that are tabooed by immortals and Buddhas, such as filthy gas and turbid gas. If you accidentally ingest the filthy gas when sucking spiritual energy, you don't need to deal with it at all. You can just refine it together.
"Put on your costume first."
This world is different from ordinary worlds such as Xiaoao and Shenghua. Abundant spiritual energy means that there are many practitioners, and there may even be immortal Buddhas.
Cheng Long, who was dressed in modern clothes, had to choose to follow his heart and put on spare custom-made ancient clothes.
Although he looked sickly, he was dressed in ancient clothes and looked like a heroic hero from an ancient painting, with a chic and elegant temperament.
Looking at the rising sun in the distance, Cheng Long tapped his toes on the ground, his body rose up, stepping on the branches and leaves of the tree crown, and he was a few hundred meters away with one lift.
Cheng Long, who has cultivated to the Yin Shen realm, even if his soul is damaged due to splitting and cultivating the second soul, he is still extremely powerful, and a single thought can still cover dozens of kilometers.
In its heyday, it can even cover a radius of a hundred miles.
Of course, forcing coverage at the moment will only give you a splitting headache, and the gain outweighs the loss.
Thirty miles ahead, there was a faint smoke rising from the kitchen. Cheng Long was speeding through the canopy of trees. After running towards the village for a while, a reflection suddenly hit him from behind.
"Hey~~ He's a monk!"
Cheng Long turned his head and looked around, and found that the source of the reflection was a young monk with a bright forehead, who looked quite familiar.
The monk is dressed in a white cassock and holds a whisk in his hand. He has thick eyebrows like knives, his eyes are restrained, and his straight facial features show his righteousness.
As the saying goes, Taoism comes from the heart. A good-looking young monk must be on the right side like this demon cultivator.
"Donor, the wind is refreshing!"
The young monk stepped on the void and walked quickly. His body shape was superb. He overtook the car in a few breaths and walked side by side with Cheng Long with a smile.
"Uh..."
Cheng Long's expression was startled, and he felt more and more familiar.
"The benefactor's steps are as fast as flying, his breath is calm and his mind is calm. His body skills are so good that he puts the poor monk to shame. His practice has reached its peak, but his face is a bit pale. I wonder how many years you have been practicing?"
The familiar young monk didn't care whether Cheng Long answered or not, and just kept asking.
"Well, I am not talented. I have practiced for one or twenty years before I have achieved what I am now. I am not as advanced as Abbot you. You don't notice when you come behind me. I am ashamed!"
Cheng Long was just on his way and didn't use his spiritual consciousness to observe at all times. This also caused the monk to come behind him and he noticed it when there was a reflection on his forehead.
"Are you only ten or twenty years old?"
The monk frowned.
In his perception, Cheng Long's body was filled with demonic flames. How could this evildoer have only been practicing for ten or twenty years?
If this is true, how many crimes must have been committed in the past twenty years to achieve this achievement?
As for the peaceful aura exuded by Cheng Long's magic power, its essence can be seen at a glance in the eyes of advanced Buddhist and Taoist masters, so it is regarded as a disguise.
But the more this happened, the angrier he became.
"Monk, what is your dharma name?"
The more Cheng Long looked at him, the more he felt that the monk in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen him before somewhere.
"Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk Fahai, came here specially to slay demons and demons!"
Fahai put his palms together in front of his chest, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "You are so bold and evil, you dare to wear human skin and look like a fish in broad daylight. This poor monk will ask you to reveal your true form and see who you really are!"
"Ah this..."
Cheng Long took a breath.
With these lines and this style, it was already self-evident which version of Fa Hai I would encounter.
"Master, this is the true form, you misunderstood."
Cheng Long hurriedly raised his finger to his face, hoping that the other party could see clearly.
But Fa Hai didn't buy it and angrily scolded: "You are so bold and monster, you dare to talk nonsense in front of a poor monk. You can hide it from others but you can't hide it from this poor monk. I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being!"
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"Gan, you are not a fucking human being!"
Cheng Long couldn't help but swear. He recalled that when he watched the movie "Green Snake", he thought this scene was funny. But when it happened to him, he realized how bad the old spider monster was who was innocently being sprayed.
"Humph~~How dare you quibble?"
Fahai's eyes suddenly turned cold. He placed a whisk on his arm with one hand and connected the seal with the other hand: "The mighty heavenly dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Padma Hum, appear!" The spell was applied, and Fahai's eyes were as sharp as knives. There was a golden light between them.
This method is called clairvoyance, one of the six magical powers of Buddhism.
It is said that this magical power can illuminate the life, death, pain and joy of sentient beings in the three realms and six realms, as well as all shapes and colors in the world, without any obstacles. Even a great demon who has practiced for thousands of years will have nowhere to hide under this magical power.
Fa Hai stared at the golden light. Under his clairvoyance, the dark shadow behind Cheng Long slowly appeared, and a giant figure four to five feet tall slowly appeared.
This figure is the true form of Cheng Long's demon god. He is one to twenty meters tall and his aura is quite terrifying.
But this cannot scare Wenlong Fahai, who is proficient in Buddhism.
Until...
A dazzling golden light suddenly appeared from behind Cheng Long's head.
Fa Hai closed his eyes subconsciously. When he opened his eyes again, a golden wheel of merit like a golden sun appeared behind Cheng Long, just like the appearance of the Buddha who had accumulated countless merits.
"..."
Fahai was immediately dumbfounded!
This evildoer...oh no, who is this senior brother? How can he be protected by such a vast golden wheel of merit?
"Amitabha!"
A few seconds later, Fahai put away his magical powers, clasped his hands together and saluted, and said sarcastically: "Senior brother, please be polite. This collision was caused by the poor monk Meng Lang. I didn't know that my senior brother is a master of Buddhism and has the merit of helping the world. I am willing to admit my mistake and be punished."
"Well, I'm actually... a Taoist priest."
Cheng Long originally wanted to say that he was a demon cultivator, but considering that Fa Hai was a stubborn person, he changed the subject and classified himself as a Taoist sect.
"Buddhism and Taoism belong to the same family. A senior brother has such great perseverance, but a poor monk cannot match it."
Fa Hai looked at Cheng Long who had put away the golden wheel of merit and returned to his ordinary state. Seeing that the other person's face was pale, he asked with concern: "Senior brother, his face is pale, but because of the suppression of demons and demons, the soul is in turmoil? Who is this evildoer, so unexpectedly? How many days do you dare to harm a senior brother who possesses countless merits?”
"Well, it's none of other people's business. It's because I was too impatient in my own practice and almost went crazy."
"That's it."
Fahai took out a Buddhist scripture from his arms, handed it to Cheng Long and said, "Brother, this Tibetan scripture may be helpful to your injury, please accept it!"
"You gave me the scriptures, but what did you read?"
Cheng Long didn't expect Fahai to be so generous as to give him the sutras he always carries with him. Judging from the name, it might be related to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"This is a manuscript."
Fahai smiled slightly. Originally, the scriptures would not be given away easily. Giving away manuscripts to create good relationships is something that Buddhist disciples often do.
"Then I'm welcome."
Cheng Long decisively put away the scriptures and recited Buddhist sutras and Taoist canons, which would help his practice. However, he did not intend to practice, but prepared to give them to the second spirit to practice, just in case.
Buddhism loves to trick people.
I definitely can’t step into a trap easily.
"Brother, I wonder where you learned from?"
Fahai was very curious about Cheng Long's identity. He used his clairvoyance to observe and saw a four- to five-foot-tall Yuanshen Dharmakaya, which looked very much like the six-foot-tall golden body of Buddhism.
"Master, during the training period, Master forbade me to say his name, and I couldn't mention it if I committed a crime. After I go out, I will be responsible for all the consequences." Cheng Long made nonsense.
"Amitabha, the poor monk Menglang."
"No problem!"
The two of them were walking and chatting. Cheng Long, who was always worried that he would suffer disaster when meeting an expert, saw Fa Hai's attitude after seeing the Golden Wheel of Merit, and his anxious heart instantly calmed down.
Even a manic person like Fahai can be calm and chat happily with himself, and others will definitely become quite polite.
After all, the backlash suffered by killing a demon cultivator who has meritorious deeds to save the world is beyond what ordinary immortals and Buddhas can withstand.
Just chatting, Cheng Long felt a little unhappy.
Fahai's clairvoyance can even see the true form of his own demon god. If he were to be replaced by a more powerful Buddhist and Taoist master, wouldn't his pants be lifted?
In this regard, Cheng Long could only be grateful that he went to the biochemical dungeon before entering the world of green snakes, so that his golden wheel of merit became more dazzling.
"It seems that I need to spend more time practicing the Breath Condensation Technique!"
Cheng Long sighed secretly.
Just as he was thinking about it, an old monk holding a Zen staff floated by in front of him. He was humming a song happily and looked contented. From a distance, he saw the two of them nodding slightly.
"Are there any monsters again?" Fa Hai watched the old monk leave, his face gradually turning cold.
"Why did you say 'again'?" Cheng Long's mouth twitched. It seemed that Fa Hai believed that he was a monster from the bottom of his heart, but he just didn't dare to do anything because of the golden wheel of merit.
"Uh... Senior brother, I'll be back as soon as I go."
Fahai smiled awkwardly, then used one of the six magical powers of Buddhism, Shenzu Tong, and chased after the old monk.
"Old abbot, the breeze is refreshing!"
Cheng Long: "..."
Is this a standard way for Fahai to strike up a conversation with monsters?
Should I be happy that I was tricked, or should I be depressed?
Shaked his head.
Cheng Long leaped forward and followed lightly.
When the old monk heard Fahai's conversation, he smiled and said: "Yes, young man, morning exercise is very beneficial to practicing inner alchemy. You should run more when you have time..."
"Senior, you have white hair and a childlike face, and you walk as fast as flying, but you are still calm and calm when breathing. Your practice has reached its peak. May I ask how many years you have been practicing?"
"..."
Cheng Long was speechless. What he said before, and now he said it again, and he was still beside him, didn't Fahai have any sense of shame?
"Haha, time leaves no one behind, and it's been two hundred years in the blink of an eye." The old monk held the Buddhist beads in his hand and said with a smile: "What about you, two young people, how many years have you been practicing?"
"Oh, I'm ashamed. I've only been practicing for more than twenty years..." Fahai said he was ashamed, but there was no trace of shame on his face, and there was even a little bit of pride mixed in with it.
Cheng Long smiled and interjected: "I am about fifteen or sixteen years old."
"..."
Fahai's face froze.
The old monk looked even more incredible.
Today's young people are amazing, each one is more outstanding than the other.
"Why don't you talk?"
As we were chatting, the scene suddenly became quiet. When Fahai heard Cheng Long's voice, he simply didn't bother to get close and jumped in front of the old monk, blocking his way.
"You are so bold and monstrous that you dare to transform into a human being and confuse all living beings in broad daylight. I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being."
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the prajna buddhas..."
Seeing that Fahai was about to mess up again, Cheng Long stepped forward to block the old monk, frowning and said: "Fahai, don't mess around, this old monk's beads have Buddhist rhymes, and he is not a murderous monster. ”
"Senior brother, demons are demons. The four realms of gods, humans, ghosts and demons are hierarchical. How can peaceful demons break into the human world? Don't mess with your compassion." Fahai's attitude towards accepting demons was very firm.
"..."
Cheng Long's expression was startled and he did not dare to protect the old monk.
It’s not that he’s afraid of Fa Hai, but that he’s worried about the demon of protection. Although the old monk has the shadow of the Buddha in Lingtai Temple and his bracelets have Buddhist charms, it doesn’t mean that the old spider hasn’t harmed anyone!
(End of chapter)