After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 132

The two woodcutters were terrified by the scene in front of them, they both took a few steps back, their faces pale.

The two looked at each other, but they dared not stay any longer, and ran away from home with firewood on their backs, fearing that if they stayed for a long time, they would also contract diseases.

Yang Yuesan was twisted and stiff, entangled by elongated arms.

And his pale face was hung between his arms, his eyes were staring greedily ahead, with a smile on his face, as if he had encountered something extremely joyful before he died.

Under the skin, the protrusion was still swimming back and forth, making a strange "gurgling" sound.

After a while, two monks in navy blue Taoist robes landed outside the alley.

I saw it was a green robe embroidered with water patterns, and a green silk hairpin.

The two female priests look the same, they look like sisters of the same mother, they are both of average height, dressed in the same clothes, their appearance is delicate and clean, and there is a bright red cinnabar mole between their eyebrows.

"Good thing." A female Taoist smiled, her voice was sweet.

"Fortunately, it's still intact. It should be able to raise a box of Dan Chong." Another woman said, but her voice was unusually hoarse, as if her throat had been scalded by sulfuric acid. "

"The palace is still waiting for the medicine to be used, take it back as soon as possible, if the Daoist's alchemy is delayed, the old man will definitely not let it go lightly..."

After finishing speaking, the female Taoist took a few steps forward and took out a black gourd from her sleeve.

"Hey, help me take him in."

The childish voice of the female Taoist comforted her, her slender and white fingers gently stroked the skin of the black gourd, and the black gourd seemed to feel the same way, the hard skin gradually softened, and it wriggled a few times.

Dark purple patterns appeared at the mouth of the gourd, and a gust of wind whizzed past, dragging Yang Sanyue's body into the gourd.

With a smile on her face, the female Taoist stuffed the gourd into her sleeve robe.

"Go back quickly, my gourd hasn't quenched my thirst for a few days, if the mutton turns into pus and blood, this alchemy will be for nothing." The smile on the female Taoist's delicate face was pure and innocent, like a boudoir lady who had never been in the world.

The other female Taoist nodded slightly, cast a spell, and walked towards the Supreme Taoist Temple.

……

Looking south to Buzhou, there is no supreme Taoism.

In the dark grotto, runes were painted on the walls with an unknown blood-red liquid. The crooked runes covered the walls. The cave was damp and cold, and the runes also gave birth to some wet bloodshots.

The female cultivator in a navy blue Taoist robe stepped into the cave, and the surrounding disciples of the supreme Taoist temple saluted one after another.

Guannei is divided into inner disciples and outer disciples, and those in the cave are all outer disciples, and the two female Taoists are the left and right guardians of Daoist Xuanming.

The identity of the Dharma protector is much higher than that of the inner disciples.

The monks who raised alchemy worms in the cave naturally respected the two of them.

There are stone platforms in the cave, and the stone platforms are separated by wooden boards. In each area, a large hole with a height of half a person is dug out, and the inside of the hole is filled with foul-smelling unknown objects.

There were faint white maggots wriggling inside, making the slight sound of a wooden spoon stirring the thick soup.

The female Taoist scanned them one by one, making comments from time to time.

Finally, he walked in front of a disciple and released Yang Yuesan from the black gourd. His distorted body fell into the stone platform.

"This is today's sheep. I will come to collect the goods in half a month. The worms are spoiled, and Master Xuanming will blame them." The female Taoist in Tsing Yi squinted her eyes and looked at the deformed corpse on the stone platform with a smile.

"It's the Dharma protector, the disciple understands."

Seeing the two guardians leave, Li Jian took out a steel knife from the bamboo basket, and slowly scraped at the skin of the corpse.

The skin and flesh "呲拉, 呲拉" were cut off by steel knives, and the warm pus and blood soaked the stone platform.

Another outer disciple beside him glanced at the corpse, shook his head and said, "You are not as good as the sheep fat from last time. If you scrape off the hair, you probably won't have much meat left."

Li Jian smiled: "Although this white sheep is thin, it's fine if it can raise some worms."

"The real person said that cultivating and enlightening Taoism is to accumulate small streams into rivers, and raising alchemy insects is also a kind of practice. If you want to gain Taoism, you can't complain and cry."

After finishing speaking, Li Jian carefully scraped the flesh of the corpse.

He looked at the swollen pustules on the abdomen of "White Sheep", with a look of joy in his eyes: "It has already started to hatch and lay eggs, and I will wait to take good care of it to grow Danworms."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jian took out a dark, unknown object from the barrel.

With a smile in his eyes, he threw the black unknown object into the skinned "White Sheep".

……

The night is getting dark, and the bronze bell is beaten with a stick.

The disciples in the Taoist temple put down their errands one after another and walked towards the restaurant by the cliff.

Many disciples of the Supreme Taoist Temple chatted and laughed along the way, talking about trivial matters and anecdotes about daily alchemy and medicine.

After ordering some food at the entrance of the restaurant, Li Jian looked at the rice and fish in the bowl, and felt in his heart that the Supreme Taoist temple really spends a lot on food.

Sit on a wooden chair and pick up the fish in the bowl with chopsticks.

The fish meat was like a living thing, trembling a few times with the rice grains wrapped around it.

However, Li Jian didn't take it seriously, and still poked the fish in the bowl a few times in a calm manner. After the soup in the fish flowed out, he picked up a piece of fish and fed it into his mouth along with the rice.

The tenderness and aroma of the fish lingered on the tip of his tongue. With a satisfied expression on his face, Li Jian tore off a few more pieces of fish and took a few mouthfuls.

At this moment, an unkempt, blood-stained man rushed into the restaurant.

He looked dull, and his limbs seemed a little unnatural when he walked, as if he was a toddler.

"These are not real at all, what you eat and use are not real!"

"The food on the plate is full of worms, that's why it moves. It's not because of the enlightenment of Taoism! Also, there are white sheep that are raised in the cave to raise alchemy insects. They are not white sheep at all, but human beings!"

"You're all killing, you're all killing!"

The man screamed, his eyes were red.

"That's not a sheep, listen to me, believe me, it's not a sheep, it's really not a sheep, I don't understand, I don't understand why I see people as sheep..."

"But you have to escape from here, otherwise everyone will die, all of them will die here... um..."

The man's mouth was cursed by the guardian, he couldn't speak, he could only cry with his mouth wide open, waving his hands desperately, as if trying to wake up the monks around him.

However, not long after, several disciples came out, tied up the mad man and dragged him into the palace.

The cultivators in the restaurant sighed a few words, then turned to eat.

Li Jian shook his head, sighed and said: "It's a pity, but another monk with an unsteady Dao heart, the easiest way to go crazy when practicing and enlightening the Dao, we must stick to our heart to go far."

A female cultivator next to him smiled sweetly: "Yes, it's a pity, it's also a chance to practice here."

"It's a pity that the road of practice can only stop here because the Taoist heart is unstable and insane."

As she spoke, the nunxiu fed the rice mixed with the fish in the bowl into her mouth, chewed and swallowed slowly.

　Thank you for the monthly pass of Sunny and Moon, after the rainy day, and the unforgettable love! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)