Foreword:

A natural fairy cave with infinite scenery on the dangerous peak.

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[Part1·Become a demon instantly]

"Eat it?" Wu Xiuwen said in surprise: "Just...just eat it like this?"

Mu Dexingjun entered Dijiang's stomach and was never vomited out.

Next, the ferocious beast patted its butt, stood up lazily from the cloth bag, stood on two feet like the BOSS, walked up to Jiang Xueming with its head held high, and talked about the next riddle and the next problem.

"The old monkey tastes good, and his skin and muscles are strong, but his teeth are a little stuffy. What are you going to do next, doctor?"

Di Jiang said proudly.

"I have counted over and over again in this Black Wind Town, and there are more than a thousand people who are related to each other. They look like people, and they sound like people. When they are working, threshing and drying the grain, they are just like people. When they go home, they look like people.

When he is washing rice, cooking rice and frying beans, he is a human being. When he is teaching his children how to speak and read, when he is going out to the market to buy cloth and weave clothes, he is very much like a human being."

"But now, I can't be a human anymore."

Zhao Jianxiong understood that as soon as Lord Mu Dexing died, Heifeng Town would be wiped out -

"--demon!"

The hot-blooded young man raised the pole and wanted to kill Di Jiang, but how could Di Jiang be killed by such a weak physical attack? Its body is like soft dough, and it will be dented when hit with a stick. The table is also beaten by Zhao Jianxiong.

It cracked open, but there was no injury to this hairless beast. It just returned to its original shape after two bullets.

Di Jiang smiled grimly and said, "What did you call me?"

Zhao Jianxiong: "Beast! Something inferior to a pig or a dog!"

Di Jiang laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha! That's right!"

Seeing that Jiang Xueming was silent, Wu Xiuwen came to his master and asked in a low voice.

"Master, do you have a plan? Otherwise, how could you be so calm?"

"Not yet." Jiang Xueming was honest.

Wu Xiuwen's face changed slightly, turning from suspicion to shock: "If there is no good way, we can only watch the people in Hefeng Town turn into monsters. According to what you said - the Huan Dan in their bodies is not as good as that of Mu De Xingjun."

If you control it with true energy, you will eat people sooner or later."

Zhao Jianxiong cursed: "This bastard! It's just causing trouble to others!"

Di Jiang was overjoyed: "Say yes again! Ah yes, yes, yes!"

"Don't worry, I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry yet." Jiang Xueming packed the contents of the cloth bag, including some dry food, and took out some peach cakes brought from Zhuzhou to eat.

When he gnaws, he looks like a hamster and his cheeks bulge.

Xiuwen sighed sadly for a long time, and Jianxiong was furious for a long time.

Master was the only one who didn't speak and kept thinking silently.

Dijiang kept nagging, knowing that Jiang Xueming couldn't do anything to it and couldn't kill it - so it was ready to disgust this "immortal" and slowly corrupt the warrior from the inside.

Once this guy starts to get angry, his mentality becomes unbalanced, and he wants to break his defense, this means that the opportunity for chaos has arrived.

Some people hate it, hate it, hate it, want its life——

——It is natural to find ways to seek strength. In this process, there are countless obstacles.

Blocked by the barrier, the chaotic beast can take advantage of the situation, penetrate into the seven orifices and occupy the body, attack the weak heart and brain, and gain a heartless puppet.

"What happened?"

Di Jiang asked with a smile.

"Are you starting to feel distressed? How about poisoning the well? It will kill them all!~"

"Do you still want to keep the little one? Oh~ that's right!~"

"After all, these little babies are not adults yet, and they don't have any healing pills on them!~"

Chaos pressed close to Xueming's ear, wrinkles appearing on his face as he smiled.

"Oh yo yo, oh yo yo..."

"I ate Mudexing-kun."

"You won't be angry, will you?~"

"GieGie the Gunsmith!~"

This ferocious beast can hear people’s voices——

——The Qiongqi big cat next to Brother Ye Bei seems to have this ability.

Speaking of this kind of super power to spy on the soul, BOSS does not have this power. Perhaps it has been in a state of separation of spirit and body and has lost this innate ability.

Xueming no longer thinks about these miscellaneous things, she already has confidence in her heart.

The old demon Dijiang gradually lost his mind——

——It didn’t understand, how the little thing in front of it could still remain calm. So it kept adding pressure.

"You want to kill someone? Zhang Guiren!~"

"I'd say it's better to kill them all. The big ones have turned into monsters, and they're going to eat the little ones too."

"You kept the little one, as you said yourself——"

"——Ten or twenty years later, these children will grow up and become young adults. They will practice hard and acquire martial arts skills. When you get old and sick, why don't we form a group and beat you as a BOSS? Can you bear it?

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"And even if I can't defeat you, I can't forget this grudge. You are killing a monster. No matter how ferocious and cruel the monster is, they are still their parents and uncles. In this part of Daxia, there is another kind of moral sword.

Sharp swordsmanship is called filial piety."

"It would be extremely unfilial to not avenge your parents."

"I'm just curious. Now that you have no doubts in your mind, how are you going to fight against this divine sword?"

Xueming didn't say it out loud, but he knew it in his heart——

——Since this chaotic beast can ask this question, it means that its ability to read minds has limitations, which seems to be exactly the opposite of Qiongqi.

When he met Qiongqi for the first time, the white cat liked people who told the truth. No lies could be hidden from its nose and mouth, and he could tell the truth by smelling or licking them.

When I arrive at Dijiang, I am afraid that all the "problems" in my heart cannot be hidden. As long as I have doubts in my heart, thinking about what to eat today, where to go at night, and where the toilet is - these questions will be exposed the moment they pop up.

In Di Jiang's eyes.

He thought of a solution, and his brain stopped thinking. The synapses were frequently dispatched, and the power consumption voltage of the left and right brains coordinated with each other dropped. His IQ returned to the low point, and Dijiang could not spy on his mind.

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So to say--

——Meteor seems to be its nemesis.

The questions that Ah Xing can ask, he rarely bothers with the answers, they are all nonsense that can be carried away in one voice.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Xiuwen, you put on my treasured clothes and took the peeling tree, called the elders of the major families in the village and town, and said that the Buddha carver and the Hundred-Eyed Devil are both here. They were killed by the immortal - they were asked to come and pay homage to the immortal."

Wu Xiuwen could vaguely guess the answer, but he could only guess part of it.

He didn't dare to ask any more questions in front of the ferocious beast, so he took the magic weapon and went out the door.

"Jianxiong." Jiang Xueming called another apprentice to handle the matter: "Catch this knife."

Beloberg fell into Jianxiong's hands, and he immediately asked: "Master, what do you want me to do with the sword?"

"Shave my ordination." Jiang Xueming said as he tore off the tarpaulin of the bed, weaved the white silk tent into a lining, and cut the black sunshade into a cassock. Finally, he took out the silk sleeves from the bed. I took out the gilding wire for the pillow and tattooed six dragons on the cassock.

After he finished these things, Zhao Jianxiong had just finished shaving his master's head and trimming his sideburns and beard bit by bit.

Seeing a bald monk with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes in the bronze mirror, with a stern and unsmiling expression, Jianxiong sighed: "Master, you are so handsome. When you go to Beijing, I am afraid that all the ladies in the families of merchants and officials will believe in Buddhism and want to buy you." She lectures in her room - she becomes a monk."

Di Jiang burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha! This boy is teasing you! He says you are a soft-boiled person!"

"Otherwise? How many female monsters have died on my face?" Jiang Xueming was very self-conscious and had always been a bit worried about her own appearance: "Do you know how much sacrifice I made in order to kill Zhuzhu this time? Since ancient times, In the past, only beautiful women were allowed to be trapped in the enemy's camp to engage in honey traps? Men should feel ashamed if they do this? Can't they do it?"

Zhao Jianxiong blushed: "I'm not making fun of you, Master... I just feel weird..."

"You are also good-looking. I will teach you how to kill the banshee when I have the opportunity in the future. Don't think about it too easily." Jiang Xueming explained: "It is also dangerous to use a honey trap. You have to be a sheep first, and then a wolf - If you don't have the chance to tear off this sheepskin, you will have to throw it into a hot pot and cook it, and there will be no chance of escape."

That seems to make sense——

——Zhao Jianxiong thought carefully. The master entered the Guanyin Cave alone. There were two little demons guarding the cave. Empress Zhuzhu had a fairy fetus in her belly to protect her. The master could seize the opportunity to kill these demons. Jianxiong looked incredible.

"Speaking of this, there is another very strange rule I want to tell you." Jiang Xueming held the bronze mirror, took good care of his face and modified his expression, trying his best to look compassionate and kind, and to express the spirit and spirit of the monk. Satisfied: "People must have a sense of shame. I don't think this rule is right, not right at all."

Zhao Jianxiong wondered: "What's wrong? My parents and elder brothers have taught me that you must be aware of your shame and then be brave, and you cannot be a shameless person. When you meet shameless scoundrels, you will call them shameless."

"In the eyes of us cultivators - shame is the most useless, the lowest emotion, and the most rubbish energy." Jiang Xueming tugged at the corners of his mouth, pinched his nose, rubbed the skin at the end of his eyes, and adjusted his expression.
To be continued...