Chapter 277: Kill the Shipman! (VIII)

"call!"

The monk forced the flames from his body to his left arm, and with a thought, his entire arm turned to ash.

The next second, his arms grew back and his body became visibly more illusory.

That's it
Is it a state similar to that of a soul?

Wang Yuanjing had some guesses in his mind that a normal person's body would not be able to do what he saw.

After the monk approached the White Bone Bodhisattva, he did not dare to delay.

Obviously, the opponent's flames cannot distinguish between friend and foe, so he deliberately avoided the demon seed. He could not wait any longer, otherwise the opponent might be cruel enough to use the demon seed to deal with him.

By then, it will be difficult to escape.

Damn, how could there be such a weird ability?
The monk's face looked heavy, and he turned into a wisp of black energy and escaped into the body of the White Bone Bodhisattva.

"Come on, take my body."

Having said that, Wang Yuanjing still felt it was a bit ridiculous.

Seizing someone else's body? Seizing the body of a former Yang God, seizing the body of a strange person who had refined his spirit and returned to the void? It was simply ridiculous!
The Samadhi True Fire moves as he wishes, so how could it have the shortcoming of not being able to distinguish between friend and foe? He just did all this on purpose.

The purpose is to force the other party to use the backup plan left on the demon White Bone Bodhisattva to prevent future troubles.

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The golden purple sea of ​​fire is getting more and more violent
The firelight reflected on the face of the White Bone Bodhisattva, dim and uncertain, and the struggle on her face became even more intense, reflecting the fierce battle between the self's will and the foreign invaders.

"Damn it! What's wrong with this demon? Why is it resisting so fiercely?"

The monk cursed inwardly; it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Just when he was extremely anxious, the other party suddenly stopped struggling.

“Is it finally over?!”

The monk was overjoyed and took the opportunity to force the will of the White Bone Bodhisattva into a corner.

There’s no time left, I’ll deal with this guy later!

"What a powerful force."

The White Bone Bodhisattva's eyes flashed with blood, and his violent aura gradually calmed down.

Obviously, this body has changed its owner, and soon, the body in the sky will also change its owner.

With a grim smile on his face, the monk occupying the body of the White Skeleton Buddha looked up at the sky, looking at the figure wrapped in flames.

It's already this time, and you're still so arrogant!
Boundless rage surged in the monk's heart, and he exerted force with his legs. The ghost elephant under his crotch was affected by it, and it let out an angry roar and rushed towards Wang Yuanjing.

Time freezes at this moment.
The offensive and defensive positions can be changed. Even if he is a deity or god sitting in the sky, I will bring him down!

The monk cried out in his heart.

However, all this was just his imagination.

"Haven't you ever thought about one thing?"

Wang Yuanjing sighed deeply, and in front of the monk's horrified gaze, he grabbed his throat.

The body of the White Skeleton Bodhisattva, which was originally more than five meters tall, had somehow become the size of an ordinary person. As for the ghost elephant, it turned into a cute guinea pig and fell from the sky.

"For so long, your demon species has not been able to invade my body. Why do you think you can do it?"

If he were speaking to White Bone Bodhisattva in person, he certainly wouldn't dare say these words.

Otherwise, the other party will definitely give you a bad face.
Well, it’s not that I’m afraid of her, it’s mainly because she has worked hard to protect the Dharma many times.

Wang Yuanjing emphasized in his heart.

"I've been playing with you for so long, it's time to end this farce."

The golden-purple fire man's eyes shone with divine light, and the white bone body possessed by the monk struggled uncontrollably.

Soon there was no movement.

"that's it."

Wang Yuanjing's body descended from the sky and placed the motionless White Skeleton Buddha on the ground with an inexplicable expression.

As for the reasons causing all this
The White Bone Bodhisattva is his other half. According to the original idea, the two sides should have made progress in parallel, so that yin and yang could complement each other, but he progressed too fast.

When he had just achieved Yang Shen, the other party could barely keep up with his pace.
Later, in a short period of time, he experienced the Five Qis Returning to the Origin, and after returning to the Void, the scenery changed every day.
On the other hand, what about the other party? He just practiced the magic spell of transforming into a free demon in the sky and subdued a group of demons in Daliang Mountain, but his own Taoism did not make a qualitative leap.

Although all this can be beautified as the rise of yang and the decline of yin, there is no doubt that the White Bone Bodhisattva has slowly become a vassal.

When the power of the entity representing Yang is far stronger than the power of Yin, it means that Wang Yuanjing has the ability to invade the opponent at any time.

The reason why we put so much effort into this is precisely because of this strength.

As long as the monk entered the body of the White Bone Bodhisattva, relying on the connection between the two, Wang Yuanjing would be sure that the other party would not be able to escape his control.

"You guy."

After doing all this, Wang Yuanjing looked down at the elephant master on the ground.

The Lord of Dayin Mountain, whose Yin Qi had been extracted from his body by Wang Yuanjing, now turned into a miniature state.

"How could he escape from the control of the Heavenly Devil's Curse at this moment?"

He asked in some surprise.

There was a hint of confusion in the elephant owner's eyes, as if he didn't understand what Wang Yuanjing meant, and his guinea pig-sized body ran around everywhere.

"you"

Wang Yuanjing was about to continue asking questions.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise between heaven and earth.

He turned his head sharply
He found that the white bone Buddha that he had laid on the ground had stood up for some reason. "It's you!"

Wang Yuanjing looked surprised.

How is that possible? He should have been eliminated by me.

He spent every day with the White Bone Bodhisattva and knew his eyes very clearly, so Wang Yuanjing was sure that the monk was still in control of this body.

"That's why I hate you geniuses! You easily belittle other people's efforts and make them worthless."

A rough voice came out from the mouth of the White Bone Bodhisattva.

Wang Yuanjing was even more surprised. You know, the White Bone Bodhisattva has no flesh and blood, and naturally no biological vocal cords. So until now, even after achieving pure yin, it has not been able to make any physical sound.

but now
"You should have practiced the White Bone Contemplation, right? Do you remember what the fourth level of the White Bone Contemplation is?"

A strange scene appeared. The originally bare, pale skeleton suddenly grew tiny pieces of flesh and blood, which continued to attach to the joints of the bones.

Immediately after
Blood vessels, nerves, and internal organs.
Lines of human tissue began to stick to it.

"Bone-to-flesh regeneration view!"

Wang Yuanjing lowered his head. The monk was standing at the center of the entire area.

"Yes, a person as talented as you would definitely find a way to achieve the Bones and Muscles Transformation Technique. You failed, right?"

The monk's skin had not yet grown out at this time, and a satisfied smile appeared on his flesh-and-blooded face.

"In fact, what you are practicing is not the real bone view at all. I added the effect of cultivating demon seeds on its basis. Normal methods cannot cultivate to the fourth level at all."

That's it
Wang Yuanjing was not angry at being fooled, and the matter that had troubled him for a long time was finally resolved.

I told you! There can’t be anything wrong with me, so there must be something wrong with my practice.

Contemplation of white bones is a method of Tantric Buddhism. I have never dealt with people of Tantric Buddhism. If I could verify it, I might be able to discover the problem earlier.

"Since this is a method of cultivating demon seeds, of course it cannot be broken through using normal methods. A large amount of vitality must be injected from the outside."

As he spoke, the monk completed the growth of flesh and blood.

It was a face that was 80% similar to Wang Yuanjing's, but more feminine.

The monk didn't care about this.
Over the long years, he had possessed the bodies of real women more than once, and the bottom line in his heart had been broken time and again.

even.
During that time of dispersing my energy, I erased a lot of my memories, and even my original name and face in my memory became a little blurry.

"That's why you took the initiative to show weakness, in order to avoid my gaze and inject vitality into this body. Your target is not me, but this body."

However, Wang Yuanjing felt a little strange when he looked at the White Bone Bodhisattva who was 80% similar to himself.

So this is what you look like!

"Take over the body of a completely real alien? I'm not that stupid."

The monk shook his head, his cold face was just like a falling wild goose and sinking fish, ashamed of the flowers and the moon, fragrant and delicate.

After planning for so long, how could she not even know the other party's basic information?
Wang Yuanjing's expression became even weirder.

“After dispersing my power, I thought that as long as I didn’t try to possess other bodies again, my soul wouldn’t be polluted by the demons. As long as I practiced with peace of mind, I would be able to attain enlightenment one day.

"Unfortunately, I was wrong. No matter how high my cultivation level reached, I still felt the shackles that the world had placed on me.

"On the day before my 150th birthday, my cultivation began to decline. I knew that my time was running out and that the world was going to take back everything that had been given to me.

“I have completely realized that human beings have their limits, and a person like me who has no talent can never transcend the shackles of heaven and earth.

“So I made a decision.”

The monk spoke each word clearly, with a firm look in his eyes.

"I! Am! Not! A! Human! Anymore!"

"And what do you mean by that?"

Wang Yuanjing pointed at the other person's body at this moment and said sarcastically.

Standing and acting?

"I cannot give up the good fortune that comes with being a human. If I were not born as a human, it would be impossible for someone like me who has no talent to reach this point."

The monk said calmly.

"So I thought of a compromise. I remembered the innate supernatural power that I had given up many years ago. If I could use the demon seeds to cultivate a human body, as long as I succeeded, I would be able to get rid of the shackles of being a human while also having the good fortune that comes with being a human.

"Unfortunately, my life span is no longer enough to support me in completing this plan, so I need someone to help me. The growth of the demon seed depends on the ability of the host.

"So I need a talented person, a person who has a gift that most people in this world don't have, to help me.

"As for the pollution of the soul caused by the demons, since I am the pollution myself, why should I be afraid of the so-called pollution?"

Wang Yuanjing looked at the other person quietly, and his expression finally showed some emotion:

"I take back my evaluation of you. You are not a mediocre person."

No matter what the result is, this desire for the Tao alone has already defeated the vast majority of people in the world.

An Indra-like character.

Wang Yuanjing commented in his heart.

"Thank you."

The monk's eyes flickered and he spoke softly.

She clenched her fists and looked at the young man in front of her:

"Now, let's start round two!"

(End of this chapter)