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Chapter 113 Fever (1000 plus, ask for the moon)

Different attitudes towards immortalization are divided into the difference between the demons and the miscellaneous families.

The true Xuanmen sect emphasizes the use of profound magic power to suppress immortal transformation. Even if it is refined into the soul and the Dharma body, as long as it is restrained and does not reveal its true form, it can still be the same as a normal person.

However, the Demon Sect tried to control the immortalization. Once the battle was fought, it turned into a demon god. Its combat power was amazing, but it was extremely easy to get into a demon and become a madman.

The Brahma Sect spreads all kinds of faith, using the divine thoughts of incense as anchor, and reaches a balance between the two qualities with the immortalization, but it will be broken if you are accidentally killed. Incense is poisonous, Buddhist monks are often soaked to the point where they cannot escape, their bodies cannot help themselves, and their personalities change, and gradually tend to the ideal image of believers and have no self anymore.

These three schools are considered mainstream Yan Han, and they also learn from each other in their martial arts.

Even if you see the shadows of the Taoist and Buddha in the fundamental great Dharma of the Demon Sect, you don’t need to be too surprised.

The last miscellaneous schools are unmatched, and all kinds of Buddhist, Taoist, and demons are mixed together, and they are not systematic.

"This Black Lotus Master spreads faith. He looks like a Buddhist sect, but is extremely evil. He is probably a side branch of the Demon Sect... or he may be a side monk who takes advantage of the situation to rob."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded and had some guesses.

“That’s exactly that!”

The old Taoist Yixin also recognized this guess and explained in detail what Shen Yunzi encountered.

...

Near Luoqiao Mountain, there is a small town called Luojiazhuang.

On that evening, a sloppy Taoist who was tired from the journey walked into the entrance of the village.

He was only in his thirties, but he was wearing a shabby and sloppy Taoist robe. His beard had not been shaved for a long time, and his hair was messy like a chicken coop, making people unable to tell his age.

This is the second disciple of Shen Yunzi, the old Taoist Yixin.

Since going down the mountain, Shen Yunzi has participated in several gatherings of casual cultivators because he is short of money, but he has not received any evil spirits that are used.

But this person is steady and doesn't care. Instead, he plays in the world with the image of a sloppy Taoist, and does a few good things.

When the return date was approaching, he chose to walk and prepare to walk back to Yixin Temple.

The dark sky came, making the earth dim.

After walking for a long time, Shen Yunzi finally saw a Luojiazhuang. Although practitioners are not afraid of sleeping in the open, it is better to have a piece of tiles covering their heads than not.

Before he got close, he looked silent.

The monk's hearing made him hear the vague sound of chanting scriptures from the villages and towns.

‘Has this village collectively converted it?’

Shen Yunzi felt a little heavy. From the chaotic sounds of the scriptures, he realized that this was not any widely circulated Buddhist scriptures, but it gave people a strange feeling that they could speak.

Its pronunciation is vague and simple, but it is mixed with murmurs, as if countless instruments are playing as they please, turning into strange notes, and even he can't recognize the original meaning.

I just felt a little heavy in my heart, as if I was constantly pressing on the huge rock...

‘Luojiazhuang is close to Luoqiao Mountain, and I have a responsibility to see here…’

With this idea in mind, Shen Yunzi took a deep breath and walked into the town.

There are few pedestrians on the only road in the village, and occasionally one appears, and his expression is dull, like a walking corpse.

"This believer."

Shen Yunzi had hair on his back, but he called out to a middle-aged man who looked like a farmer: "I want to stay overnight, but I don't know..."

"There is a ruined temple to the east of Zhuangzi!"

The farmer spits out a few syllables.

When Shen Yunzi saw this, he felt relieved because he found that this person was still sane, but he seemed to be very depressed and did not want to pay attention to others.

"Thank you, I wonder what strange things have happened to the good believers recently?" Shen Yunzi bowed and asked again.

"Do you know... the Great Master of Black Lotus?"

The man's expression suddenly changed, became fanatical, and his speech speed also increased a lot: "The last disaster is coming, the world is sinking, the black lotus saves the world, and reaches eternal life..."

‘It turns out it is the Black Lotus Sect. This sect has developed to this point? Judging from the expression of this man, he actually believed in this trick sincerely. It is really... terrible!’

But there are many foolish men and women in the countryside who have been deceived. Shen Yunzi just sighed in his heart, preparing to see who the host of the Black Lotus Sect in this village was.

If his cultivation is low, he will be able to break his faith if he plays in person.

If your cultivation level is too high, there is no way out, and you can only escape.

He thought for a while and asked, "Is there a priest in your farm? a stele or an incense master?"

"Who is that?" The man's expression became dull again: "I haven't heard of it..."

‘No one preaches, how did the Black Lotus Lord come from?’

Chan Yunzi changed his question: "Who was the first to spread the Black Lotus Master?"

"Pan Xiucai... read this book... said that he saw it... the truth... everyone didn't believe it... so he copied out... one page of paper... and then... everyone believed it..."

The man's eyes remained motionless and his expression was blank.

‘Is this Pan Xiucai a hidden demon? He also casts demon magic? No, this man does not have a confusing magic spell... He just believes in this from the bottom of his heart!’

Shen Yunzi felt even more confused.

At this time, I heard the man next to me say: "The time... is here... I want to... recite scriptures."

He took out a wrinkled straw paper from his arms, piety and fanaticism appeared on his face, and began to recite the scriptures: "The last calamity is coming, the heaven and earth are sinking, and there is a saying by the Great Master of Black Lotus..."

His voice fluctuated and gradually became blurred, blending with the vague sound of chanting from the surroundings.

Gan Yunzi put his fingers together, stroked his eyes, opened his spiritual eyes, and looked at the straw paper.

It is not at all magical, it is the cheapest and most ordinary straw paper, which will be broken if it is slightly torn.

On it, it seems that the child's handwriting is vaguely copied with a few lines of words, and even the word order is not smooth.

It looks like a bad joke.

But even so, he still confused this man.

A chill surged in Shen Yunzi's heart, and he used the invisibility technique and hid aside.

In the middle of the night, he saw the doors in the village open. Men, women, elderly people, children... walked out one by one, gathered on the threshing ground in Zhuangzi, and began to recite the vague scriptures.

At dawn, I went back on my own and started my day numbly.

Even the Pan Xiucai was secretly inspected by Shen Yunzi and found that he was a mortal. The original version of the "Scriptures" was just a reading note printed randomly by unknown small bookstores. It seemed that there was a bit of a misprint in the middle, but that was all.

Just such a book, plus a fool, poisons a village and endless poison!

The more Shen Yunzi observed, the more he felt that these people had completely subsided, living mechanically and chanting scriptures every day, and having no response to other things, and seemed to be gradually losing their feelings.

He believed that this matter must be resolved as soon as possible and urgently needed, so he prepared to explore the ruined temple that the man said last.
Chapter completed!
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