Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 112 Corpse Monster

The three Taoist priests on the side also stood up suddenly, staring closely at the compass in the hands of the leader.

"Great elder, we can't deal with the big demon king. Could it be that the corpse has invited help?" The thin Taoist priest beside him said anxiously.

The old Taoist injected a wave of fairy spirit, the pointer turned several times, finally stopped, and finally pointed in the direction of Xiong Likui.

The four Taoist priests looked at Xiong Likui together, their expressions changed drastically, the young Taoist priest's legs were already trembling and weak.

The iron tower-like figure stood there like cast iron, with muscles all over his body stretched out, and his bright black complexion added infinite evil spirit and coercion.

"Go! Go! I didn't expect the Great Demon King to be right in front of me!"

The old Taoist shouted, and took out a small spiritual umbrella from his sleeve robe, and it quickly grew bigger when he blew it, blocking everyone.

"Hurry up, I'll kill the old Taoist!" The leading old Taoist shouted and quickly took out countless talisman papers and sprinkled them out, and defensive shields appeared around him.

The other two immortal-level Taoist masters made a formula and ran away. The old Taoist looked up curiously, and saw the terrifying big demon king scratching his head and grinning at him, looking a bit simple and honest?

He didn't attack him directly, the old Taoist wondered, could it be that the big demon king was not the helper invited by the corpse?

"Amitabha, this fellow Taoist doesn't need to be so aggressive. He is a Buddhist guardian of the poor monk. He has been saved and will not hurt people's lives at will." Xuanzang stood up and explained with a smile.

Hearing this, the old Taoist felt a pain in his heart, and looked at the precious high-level defensive talisman paper scattered all over the ground, which was at least worth tens of thousands of immortal crystals.

"I've seen this sorcerer, poor Taoist Master Taiyun, do you know why the sorcerer came here to subdue that corpse?" Master Taiyun looked very respectful. He has transformed into a great demon king in the realm of Taiyi Xuanxian, so he can know that this little monk is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

At this moment, the old Taoist suddenly heard the sound of exhaling behind him, and when he looked back, he was stunned.

"Yuxuan, you...why didn't you run away with your two uncles?" Venerable Taiyun asked curiously, and couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion in his heart.

What a disciple, you want to live and die with the old Taoist me, advance and retreat together!

There are disciples like this, what can the husband ask for?
Thinking in this way, Master Taiyun's expression when looking at Yu Xuanzi softened a lot, and there was a rare softness in his eyes.

Yuxuan patted his chest, got up from the ground and said, blushing, "Master, I'm ashamed to say that my legs were weak just now, and I forgot how to escape..."

"You...you are so angry that you are a teacher!" The expression on Master Taiyun's face suddenly became angrier, and he slapped Yu Xuanzi on the head.

Master Taiyun turned his head and said in embarrassment: "Hehe, I made the mage laugh!"

Only then did he realize that the guests on the second floor were eating and drinking as usual, and were not disturbed by what happened here.

After a closer look, I could vaguely notice the traces of a very clever deception, and I suddenly felt that the person in front of me was even more unfathomable.

"Fellow Daoist, can you come here and introduce to the poor monk what corpse you are talking about?" Xuanzang sat back on his chair and waved to Venerable Taiyun.

Venerable Taiyun bowed and said, "Master, there is nothing I can do to invite you!"

Master Taiyun tugged at the disciple who was unable to live up to expectations, and said in a low voice: "Yu Xuanzi, hurry up and meet this sorcerer!"

Yuxuanzi glanced at Xiong Likui who was standing on the side, a little scared, walked out from the other side of the master, bowed and said: "Xiaodao Yuxuanzi, I have seen this sorcerer!"

Xuanzang nodded slightly, as if he had seen it.

"The corpse monster was cultivated from a ten thousand year old evil corpse. It has been entrenched in this Pingyuan Mansion for a long time, causing harm to the world. However, due to its high strength, countless elders of the Immortal Dao sect wanted to eliminate demons and defend Dao, but they fell into the sand here. Therefore, he has always been unscrupulous, with vicious and cunning thoughts, secretly organized a longevity religion, and enslaved many mortals to collect corpses for him to practice. He knows very well that our Immortal sect can't attack mortals at will..."

"Some time ago, we got the news that the corpse monster and a big monster fought for territory, and suffered serious injuries, so they hid. The poor Taoist came here just to take advantage of his weakness and kill the corpse monster. Except, there is still a bright world in the world..."

Venerable Taiyun spoke eloquently, and gave a general introduction about the corpse monster.

Only now did Xuanzang know that what was hidden behind the Longevity Cult turned out to be a corpse monster.

"No wonder the corpse did not appear in the court of the Longevity Sect. It should be because he knew that the news of his serious injury would attract enemies, so he hid somewhere..." Xuanzang murmured, "Fellow Daoist, you Let’s go, thank you for telling me about the corpse!”

Venerable Taiyun continued: "Don't dare! These are all rumors from the world of cultivating immortals, not only our Lingji sect, but also Yi Ji from the Corpse Refining Sect should be on his way to catch the corpse monster Let’s make an inheritance!”

"Corpse Refining Sect? Is it also an evil sect?" Xuanzang raised his eyebrows and asked.

Venerable Taiyun nodded, shook his head again, and said with a strange expression: "Is it right or wrong? Most of the disciples of Corpse Refining Sect do things according to their nature. There are gentlemen with a strong sense of justice, and there are devils who do evil. That Yiji The Daoist is an old evil, with a violent temper and irritability. If a mage bumps into him, it is better to hide, that person has reached the realm of Xuanxian, and his temper is not very good..."

"Well, that's it, fellow Taoists, do it yourself!" Xuanzang waved his hand, and the blindfold disappeared, and the surroundings suddenly became noisy again.

Master Taiyun bowed and took Yuxuanzi out the door. After riding the cloud to the sky, he disappeared.

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In Beiju Luzhou, thousands of beasts come from under a certain hill outside the forest.

Inside the huge black sarcophagus lies a strangely shaped corpse, which is hundreds of feet in size. The body seems to be stitched by various corpses, with various protruding arms, thighs, and heads, which look extremely disgusting.

huh~~~
There was a sound of exhalation, and a black corpse gas spewed out from the mouth, and the coffin lid of the sarcophagus was swept away by this corpse gas.

"Oh!"

The coffin lid fell to the ground, smashing the ground into a bottomless pothole.

"Today is the Spirit Festival. It's time to collect offerings from the believers. Hehe, after absorbing those corpses this time, most of my injuries should be recovered!"

A muffled voice sounded like thunder, and then at the end of the voice, it turned into a voice that was neither male nor female.

The body of the corpse also shrunk, turning into a man with peerless beauty, with a black dot between his brows, his handsome and heroic facial features seemed to emit white light, wearing a wide white robe, and his strange face can make every woman feel excited. scream.

He is the supreme god of longevity enshrined by the Longevity Sect - Shi Wuxie.

With a wave of his hand, the coffin lid flew back, and the huge coffin closed and shrank into his sleeve.

At this moment, a black figure in Taoist robes appeared not far away on tiptoe.

"The fruit I ate last time, there is one immature left, it should be ripe by now!" The black figure lowered his head and moved forward, completely unaware of a peerless handsome man floating in midair.

　Thanks: The wind is like a sword for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)