Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 104

Chapter 104 Pingkangshan Prison

The expressions of the believers became increasingly calm, and the piety in their eyes was not fake.

In the neat and low voice of chanting.

Hong Lei's silence swept over them, but instead of feeling peaceful and quiet, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Turning around and exiting the hall, he looked at Shen Yi nervously: "Sir, what should we do now?"

Looks like we found the right place.

But the scene in front of me is not much evidence.

Now this matter is no longer as simple as a personal grudge. Along the way, Hong Lei also heard about it. Shen Yi suppressed most of the younger generation in Qingzhou City with an extremely powerful attitude in Dashunzhai.

Leaving almost no room for relief!

At this moment, there are countless pairs of eyes in the city, temporarily putting away their hostility, quietly waiting for the outcome of the matter.

If you can't maintain the previous vigorous and resolute behavior, deal with the Vajra Gate simply and neatly.

　　showing timidity in front of everyone.

Let them discover that Shen Yi is not as strong and confident as he appears, and what will happen will be endless counterattacks.

Not to mention other dirty tricks, at least the desk of the Commander-in-Chief will be piled up with papers accusing "Master Shen" of acting recklessly and bending the law for personal gain!

Not only outside, but also inside the Demon Suppression Division.

This group of generals and lieutenants trusted Shen Yi so much that it gave him a prestige far beyond that of ordinary generals who would follow him personally.

But this newly gathered prestige still needs time to be stabilized. If something goes wrong the first time...

“Get up!”

The two inner camp generals turned the little novice over on the ground and said coldly: "What tricks are you playing? Where are you, abbot?"

"Abbott...The abbot is not here, sir. We are just taking the donors to collect Qi and meditate. What are we going to do?"

Before the young novice monk could finish his words, he noticed that the young man with the yin and yang fish embroidered on his collar was slowly walking over. He wanted to beg for mercy, but found that the young man reached out to lift up his monk's robe, and his long fingers quickly pressed against the skin and bones.

“Just started practicing?”

Shen Yi retracted her hand and stood up straight again.

"What are you talking about, sir? What are you practicing for?" The little novice's heart was beating rapidly. As soon as the words of defense came to his lips, he let out a sharp howl: "Ah!"

The clean boots ran over his arm casually, and the clicking sound was very crisp.

Shen Yi, who had been quietly observing, slowly walked to the front of the hall. The aura belonging to the jade liquid realm swept across quickly, dispersing all the green smoke in the hall.

At almost the same time, all the believers looked up helplessly, and the joy in their eyes gradually faded, and then turned into some kind of heart-scratching pain.

They clutched the hem of their clothes, and veins popped out on their necks.

Soon, the chanting sounds turned into uncomfortable low howls. Everyone twitched their noses hard, but no matter what, they couldn't feel the happiness just now.

“Master! I am writing a letter. I am writing a letter home now! I must call my grandson to meditate and practice together!”

“Give me a little more mercy!”

Someone stood up staggeringly, as if their energy had been drained, and looked like a corpse. He begged: "Give me a pen and paper..."

Hong Lei and other members of the Demon Suppression Division were startled for a moment, and then they all frowned.

Shen Yi peeled off the skinny claws on her sleeves, and the golden light in her eyes returned!

In the gray field of vision, white mist and golden light were still alternating. After an unknown amount of time, an undetectable wisp of scarlet finally emerged from below.

He put away his qi-gazing technique, strode forward, and stood in front of the Buddha statue.

Clenched his five fingers into a fist, and then suddenly blasted out!

As the clay Buddha body exploded instantly, a secret passage was clearly revealed in the smoke and dust.

　　"You keep watch from above."

Shen Yi stepped forward and walked down, and the two inner battalions held their hands in front of him.

Hong Lei breathed a sigh of relief and followed quickly: "They left so many people on the mountain and built secret passages, so it's not like they were just trying to defraud some incense money."

Before he finished speaking, his face changed slightly, and he covered his mouth and nose with his hand, resisting nausea, and continued to follow Shen Yi.

I don't know how long it took, but when I reached the end of the quiet stairs, my feet were slippery and muddy, and there was a stench of several mixed smells, feces, blood, fishy smell...

What comes into view is a prison composed of black iron bars on both sides.

Except for the iron bars, the prison almost retains the original appearance of the grotto. The only facility is a stone trough, where excrement is mixed with some kind of paste food, and there is some powdered medicine on the edge.

In a dirty stone trough.

The bodies lay with their upper bodies inside, letting themselves soak in food and excrement. Their sallow and thin cheeks were stained with feces, their eyes were dim, and they swallowed the paste unconsciously. They were as dirty as a group of pigs who only knew how to eat and drink. .

After swallowing a few mouthfuls, he lay on his side on the stone trough, licking the powder with his tongue, and then his eyes glared, as if he was caught in some kind of madness, his body twitched violently until he was exhausted, and his eyes squirmed on the slippery ground with a dull look.

Several people climbed out some distance, reached out to grab the iron pole, and stupidly pushed their heads out, making a "clang" sound when they hit it. Hong Lei looked at the endless prisons on both sides and didn't even bother to count how many people there were.

In times of demonic chaos, it is not uncommon to see situations more miserable than this.

But this is really the first time for such a disgusting environment.

“Can the old man really stay in a place like this?”

Hong Lei doesn't even want to use the term “fake bald donkey” anymore.

“Maybe you're used to it.”

Shen Yi responded softly and continued walking forward.

According to what Zhang Buthu said, even counting from the time when "Yuanzhi" was killed, it was already many years ago.

“Why is he controlling these people?”

Hong Lei is quite puzzled. If he really likes raising things, he might as well just raise pigs.

Shen Yi stopped walking and nodded his chin.

Hong Lei followed his gaze and saw two old men holding wooden buckets, pouring the liquid into the pit.

The scarlet color is thick and surging, with traces of milky white appearing, and there are blood clots mixed in it.

The two people put away the barrels and looked outside coldly. They seemed to have known about Shen Yi's arrival for a long time, but there was no trace of panic on their faces.

Just stood quietly by the pool, as if announcing something, with no waves in his voice: "The two donors came a step too late and are going to die here."

Looking at these two slightly familiar faces, Hong Lei quickly recognized their identities. They were both accomplished masters of the older generation of Vajra Sect, at least no weaker than Monk Benxin.

"No more." He breathed out and put his hand on the scabbard: "No matter what today, you will get one from me."

“Give both of them to you.”

Shen Yi looked towards the blood pool.

“Two?” Hong Lei twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to decline, but his eyes were also attracted by the blood pool.

I saw that the turbulent surface became more and more violent, as if boiling, and decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, a bald head was revealed.

His face was white and beardless, and his two open eyes were bloodshot, dull and stupid.

While breathing, all the blood pools merged into his body, and the black and white colors alternated between the skin. There was no evil intention. On the contrary, it was the harmony of yin and yang, and the aura was strong. The abbot sitting cross-legged looked like an arhat subduing demons.

“Unless…the monk…obtains the Dharmakaya…”

The abbot stood up slowly, his movements were dull, and his words sounded like babble.

“Huh?” Hong Lei held the handle of the knife tightly.

How can this be explained in this way? You don't need to go through countless calamities to achieve fruition. Do you want to share the calamities with others and then obtain the Dharma body yourself?

This old man reads the Bible literally?

“Thank you…”

The abbot twitched all over, clasped his hands toward the prison, and then took the two old men from the Vajra Gate over and hugged them with great gratitude.

Under those two seemingly thin arms, before the two of them could speak, their eyes instantly bulged out of their sockets, and their whole bodies made a crunching sound that made people feel sour.

When they let go of their arms, these two masters, who were no weaker than the monk Benxin, had already died on the spot and lay limp on the ground like rotten meat.

The abbot stared at his feet in confusion, then grinned sharply: "I hope that I will become a treasure king now, and I can also save people like this... I have reached perfection and am waiting to save you, but you have no chance to accept it..."

As he spoke, he suddenly jumped up. The hard and dozens of feet thick stone wall shattered as easily as tofu in front of his body, and he rushed out of the dungeon in an instant!

Hong Lei stared blankly at the two corpses on the ground, his heart already sinking to the bottom.

He had heard that the abbot of the Vajra Gate had obtained the half-volume elixir-condensing body-tempering method, but he had never believed that there was any such thing as "half-volume elixir condensation" in the world.

The situation just now completely shattered his understanding.

“Thank you.”

At this moment, someone tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

Hong Lei subconsciously hugged himself, and then he saw Shen Yi holding a black and white breath on her fingertips, put it into the silver bell on her waist, then turned around and walked quickly towards the exit.

“Thank you for what?”

(End of this chapter)

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