Chapter 140: Xuan Dian: If I become a demon, please show me mercy, Master

The Holy Father was neither sad nor happy, his expression was normal, and he had long since reached the point of being calm in the face of everything in the world.

Be it Xuan Dian or Gui Wu.

Nothing could shake his state of mind in the slightest.

Even if there was a true method hidden in the Blood Eyes Method, when he could not obtain it even with his all-powerful wisdom, he saw through it thoroughly. Why bother pursuing the so-called true method? Wasn't the true method that I had learned enough? So he figured it out.

I feel relieved.

The Holy Father looked at Jie Kong indifferently and said, "Little monk, don't talk nonsense and bring trouble upon yourself."

His eyes seemed calm, but they contained a strong sense of oppression. He was panicked and indescribably depressed, but he still raised his head and looked directly at the Holy Father. "Donor, why are you being so stubborn? You have practiced for hundreds of years and you should be able to see through yourself. But I didn't expect that you can't see your own situation clearly. What is this practice for?"

"If you are willing, I am willing to use my insignificant Buddhist teachings to cleanse the evil in your heart, so that you can completely put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right away."

Jiekong sighed and lamented, "The world is too evil, and there are many dangers in practicing. People only pursue advanced practices, but do not know how to cultivate their hearts. Practicing is a lifelong thing, and every realm must be down-to-earth. Unfortunately, those who understand understand, but few can do it."

"The master I respect the most didn't do it, but I understand that the master needs a profound Taoism to protect the people. There's no need to mention Taoist Master Xuan Dian. Taoist Master doesn't practice at all, but I can understand that. It's normal for young people to be impetuous."

"But Holy Father, I find it very difficult to understand you. I can only say that I have lived for hundreds of years in vain."

After saying this, Jiekong shook his head helplessly, revealing a look of disappointment.

Now everyone is gathering their strength and there is no verbal dispute, except Jie Kong who does not recognize his relatives and has offended everyone in the audience.

Does he have any opinion about Xuan Dian?

It seems like he has, but he even scolds the master, what can you say about him? "Noisy."

The Holy Father was finally annoyed by Jiekong, and he raised his finger and a condensed magic power shot out, causing the air to explode and crush him.

Jiekong was not panicked. He threw the golden staff into the air and slowly put his hands together.

"Amitabha."

In an instant, Buddha's light shone brightly on Jiekong's body, and the golden cassock on his body seemed like a living thing, rolling out like a silk thread, floating in the air and unfolding. The golden light made the cassock extremely dazzling, and countless tadpole-sized Sanskrit characters emerged from the cassock, offsetting the Holy Father's magical power.

The torrent of Sanskrit culture enveloped the Holy Father and entangled him. The sound of Sanskrit appeared and bombarded the Holy Father's heart.

"Don't panic, benefactor. I am trying to transform the evil nature in your heart. You just need to relax your mind and leave the rest to me." Jiekong said softly.

"Haha." The Holy Father sneered, "Little monk, do you want to use Buddhist methods to deal with me?"

"No, no, no, I am not using Buddhist methods. I am traveling the world to save people. I am willing to spend a few months with those donors to help them eliminate the evil in their hearts, put down their butcher knives, and return to the right path. Then I ask those donors to leave invisible Sanskrit on my robes. Therefore, this is not Buddhism, but they are using their repentant hearts to persuade the donors."

Jiekong is dedicated to bringing people back to the right path. Whenever a donor is able to transform the evil in his heart, he feels very pleased.

But not everyone can be saved, such as Taoist Master Xuan Dian.

His demonic nature is too strong. If we really want to convert him, I'm afraid we'll have to follow him for years or even decades.

But for Jiekong, it doesn’t matter how long it takes, as long as he can save them, he will be able to save thousands of people in the future.

The Holy Father waved his hand to destroy the robe, but as soon as he did so, he discovered that the Sanskrit words on the robe had a power that he could not understand.

Gui Wu looked at Jiekong. This was something he had never seen in Jiekong before.

And a few more months of companionship?

Why does this process seem so familiar? It's as if a boomerang has flown a long distance and then returned to him.

No matter what, Guiwu was very relieved that Jiekong found his own way.

Lin Fan was also surprised. Jiekong's performance today was beyond his expectations. With Jiekong's level of cultivation, how could he withstand the attack of the Holy Father? But now, not only did he block it, but he also made the Holy Father unable to attack for a while.

Everything is empty, everything is empty. If it weren’t for that mouth of yours, perhaps I would really regard you as a good fellow Taoist.

But if there is no mouth, will everything still be empty?

At this moment, a roar broke out, and the Holy Father, full of violence, forcibly broke the Sanskrit. The golden robe shining with golden light lost its power and fell from the air, and was draped over Jiekong again.

Jiekong took the fallen staff and sighed, "Donor, your evil nature is really too strong. I didn't expect that even this humble monk can't do anything for the time being. But it doesn't matter. As long as you are still alive, this humble monk will never give up on you."

After saying this, Jiekong looked at Guiwu and Xuandian, "Master, Taoist priest, the rest is up to you. I will watch from the side."

Take a few steps back, calmly.

Lin Fan and the master looked at each other and nodded silently.

When facing the Holy Father, there is no temptation.

The purple Taoist energy in his body boiled and filled his meridians. A fierce and violent aura burst out from Lin Fan's body. The Five Tribulations Purple Yang Body appeared, his body expanded, and five astonishing auras wrapped around his body.

The Umbrella of Ten Thousand People floated into the air, and the Dao Souls and Dao Spirits swarmed out and poured into the body.

"call!"

Lin Fan's breathing was very muffled, and the hot breath rolled between his mouth and nose, like an unparalleled evil demon descending into the world.

When the Buddha and the devil condensed and the Buddha and the devil that looked like both Buddha and devil appeared, the Holy Father standing on the high platform seemed expressionless, but in fact he was terrified in his heart, as he had never seen such magic.

I want it, I really want it.

This is what the Holy Father really thinks.

Lang Xiao, Mo Ren and the four guardians also had huge waves in their hearts. The monk and the Taoist priest that the Holy Father was facing this time were not simple people. No matter what the outcome was, although the Holy Father left an invincible image in their hearts, the oppression that Xuan Dian and Gui Wu gave them was equally terrifying.

"Holy Father, do you know these Taoist methods?" Lin Fan asked.

The Holy Father did not speak.

"Have you comprehended the true method in the Blood Eye Method?" Lin Fan continued to ask. As the purple energy condensed, one eye slowly opened, and the pupil filled with destructive power emitted a faint light.

The Holy Father's face changed slightly and his breathing quickened. This matter was indeed a damn thing, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.

"Xuan Dian, where did you learn these techniques? Or are you a cultivator from the upper realm whose spirit drifted here?" The Holy Father had a guess. Unless a cultivator from the upper realm drifted here, how could he have learned these techniques?

"You also know that there are true spirits from the upper realm that have drifted to the lower realm?" Lin Fan asked.

In Niujia Village, he encountered the contents left by the true spirits from the upper realm, telling about the dangers of the upper realm, which broke the true spirit's mind so much that he was willing to stay in the lower realm and eventually died of old age.

The Holy Father's eyes were burning. "So you are?"

After he learned the secret of the wandering of true spirits from the upper realm, he had actually been looking for them, but he never found them, which he still regrets until now.

After Qi refining is complete, it is time to lay the foundation.

But where is the method to build the foundation? And how to build the foundation?

It is impossible to build a foundation in the last era.

"I'm not a true spirit from the upper realm, but I have encountered information left by true spirits." Lin Fan did not hide it. The Holy Father knew a lot of things. It was not difficult to find clues to the upper realm in the long history of cultivation.

"What is the message?" the Holy Father asked.

"The information says that I'm your father." Lin Fan said.

After these words were spoken, the Holy Father was stunned for the first time in a long time, as if he did not expect to be humiliated by Xuan Dian.

The Holy Father clenched his fists so tightly that they creaked, and the breath in his body was flowing, which was a manifestation of extreme anger.

"Master, I will go first to test the quality of the Holy Father." Lin Fan took a step forward, and his Qi burst out, blowing around. Lang Xiao and others who were far away only felt a huge pressure coming.

They didn't expect Xuan Dian to be so powerful. Just his aura made them feel like they were stuck in a quagmire.

The fact that Wuwang and the southern part of Huangtian Sect were destroyed by him was definitely not because they were careless, but because he really had the ability to do so.

"Be careful, fellow Taoist." Gui Wudao.

Bang! Lin Fan rushed towards the Holy Father as fast as lightning, and the light of destruction and the wooden stakes swept over at the same time.

The Holy Father was calm and composed. He raised his palm and pressed it down suddenly. Suddenly, palms condensed with magic power appeared in the air and collided with each other with a continuous rumbling sound, which blocked his moves.

Lin Fan was surprised. The method used by the Holy Father was extraordinary. It was not as powerful as ordinary spells. It was obvious that the Holy Father himself had many methods.

He rushed to the Holy Father, swung his fist, and the Sixteen Buddha and Demon Seals also blasted out.

The moment the two fists collided, a shocking impact was released. The Holy Father used his free hand to cast a spell, condensing black ropes that actually restrained the Buddha Demon Seal and prevented it from falling.

Lin Fan marveled at the strength of the Holy Father's physical body.

The same is true of the Holy Father.

The only one who can compete with him in physical form is the Northern Territory's demon Gu Xingyun.

The Buddha and Demon looked ferocious and broke the ropes. The Buddha and Demon Seal fell, and dense afterimages rolled down, shaking the ground. But the Holy Father had already avoided it. Lin Fan sensed the whereabouts of the Holy Father, and his red eyes flashed with annihilation pupils, and the light of destruction burst out.

Lin Fan is not good at magic, but is better at close combat.

The same is true for the Holy Father. He has long known the disadvantages of the physical body of practitioners, so how could he leave the problem of the fragile physical body? The only one in the world who can achieve both Dharma and body is probably Xuan Dian, Holy Father, Guiwu.

"Blood Amber Method."

The Holy Father turned into a blood mist and rushed towards Lin Fan, trying to penetrate Lin Fan's body and suck his blood.

Lin Fan performed the Five Elements Classic and raging flames appeared out of nowhere, covering the blood mist. The Holy Father retreated explosively and the blood mist revealed its true form, shocking Xuan Dian with the mystery of the magic he knew.

The fire just now was not ordinary fire, it could actually burn his blood mist.

“阿弥陀佛。”一道佛音传来，就见皈无大师手持金佛出现，随着佛力融入到金佛之中，金佛似活了过来，万千佛光如匹练照射而出。

圣父急忙避让，原先所站的地方发生爆发，其威势恐怖万分，这也是圣父最为忌惮的东西，万一真被照射到，以他的肉身强度，未必能安然无恙。

“道友，莫要让圣父有喘息的机会，今日贫僧与道友一同斩了这妖人。”皈无没有多说废话，身躯金光灿灿，当真如真佛降世一般。

有金佛在手，佛力更是浑厚。

早些年他体内的血液便是金色，如今更是将佛门金身展现而出，所散发出的佛光不再柔和，而是冲击性极强的佛光。

寻常妖魔被佛光笼罩顷刻烟消云散。

“罗汉金身，皈无，你果真留着大后手。”圣父只知道皈无早就凝聚罗汉金血，没想到更进一步，连金身都修成了。

“对付你这等妖人，贫僧就是在等玄颠道友相助。”

皈无握着普通锡杖手掌有金血流淌到锡杖上，普普通通的锡杖在金血的侵染下，变得金光闪闪，随即一跃而起，一手持金佛，一手持锡杖，朝着圣父轰去。

圣父想跑，可突然间，发现双脚被禁锢，低头一看，不知何时玄颠竟然施法操控大地，泥土爬满他的双腿，将其牢牢固定着。

圣父体内法力涌动，双腿一震，泥土崩碎。

“摄魂！”

林凡双目一瞪，摄魂之能爆发，虽不能将圣父魂魄摄出，但只要哪怕能给圣父有顷刻的影响，便是成功。

圣父脑海有一丝波澜，却无大碍，只是已经来不及避让，只能挥拳与锡杖碰撞。

轰鸣声响彻，周遭崩裂，两股法力间的碰撞所形成的冲击是恐怖的，在场除了玄颠能站稳，其余之人连连后退，翻滚而出。

圣父手骨崩裂，血液喷溅。

皈无手中的金锡杖同样出现裂纹，随时都能破碎。

林凡瞬息间出现在圣父身后，佛魔印轰击而下，毁灭之光更是不断轰击着，直接与大师前后夹击，将圣父困在此地。

四大护法见圣父有被围困之势，目光看向那边的三妖，想要曲线助圣父解围。

狼啸道：“你们想做什么，圣父说过，他能解决，莫非你们想不听从圣父之话吗？”

四大护法害怕圣父的威严，只能放下心中所想。

圣父在他们心里留下的印象便是近乎无敌，世间有谁是圣父的对手。

皈无快速念着梵文佛音，手中金佛佛光爆发到极致，“道友，让开。”

林凡连连后退，就见一道佛影从金佛里而出盘坐当空，佛手裹挟着浩瀚佛力从天而降，似要压死圣父。

“圣父，你祸乱世间，贫僧便以毕生道行彻底将你镇杀在此。”皈无不管自身金血流淌多少，任由着金血流淌在金佛身上。

金佛的威势逐渐增强，佛光之力愈发的惊世骇俗。

妙妙等三妖只觉得浑身难受，不管是身躯还是魂魄都要在这股佛光之威下烟消云散。

皆空挡在三妖身前，袈裟再次而起，化作屏障将穿透而来的佛光拦下。

“三位施主，虽然你们是妖，但你们并未受玄颠道长影响，我佛慈悲，小僧为你们挡着。”皆空轻声说道。

虽说三妖有位揍过他，但他皆空岂是那种怀恨在心的人。

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佛掌落下，却被圣父以力强撑着，圣父双手撑着佛掌，腰部被压弯，恐怖的压力源源不断落下，这让圣父头一回感受到什么叫做压力。

脚下的地面无法承受，崩裂的厉害。

圣父的四肢被青筋缠绕着，咬着牙，发出如野兽般的低吼声。

那股佛力的冲击如同瀑布似的，不断冲刷着。

“皈无，玄颠，你们妄想战胜本座实属痴心妄想，本座岂能败在你们之手。”圣父狂吼着，被玄颠跟皈无压的彻底发怒。

“该死，该死啊。”

圣父知晓继续这样下去，他必然要被两人给当场镇杀。

“阵起。”

随着圣父的一声怒吼，四面八方的阵法摆件瞬间破碎，刹那间，四周血光浮现，地底有大量的血光远远不断朝着圣父体内涌去。

林凡神色凝重的看向四周，在功德之眼下，四周血光中有许多不甘的怨念嘶吼咆哮着。

“血祭。”林凡想到大魔古行云所说的那些话，“圣父，你真在血祭生灵，妄图强行达到筑基吗？”

听到血祭，皈无大师脸色同样有所变化。

“你们这群混账玩意，本座竟被你们逼到这种程度，未能完成的血祭之法被你们逼出来，本座要杀了你们。”

“杀。”

“杀。”

圣父的气息不断暴涨，面部开始扭曲，血祭之灵非寻常之人，最佳的就是修行者，将修行者血祭效果更强。

虽说数百年血祭许多，但量还不够，只有在数量达到一定程度的时候，他想着拼一把。

但现在不行了，他必须将玄颠跟皈无彻底灭掉。

随着圣父气息暴涨，压下的佛掌竟被撑开，而皈无大师同样感受到莫大压力。

“杀。”圣父狂吼，气息如狂风暴雨般的席卷而出，佛掌被直接震碎，皈无大师连连后退，修成的佛眼中透露着惊骇之色。

皈无知晓圣父很强，却没想到如此之强。

连金佛在手都不是其对手。

此时的圣父被血雾笼罩，血雾源源不断的涌入其中，甚至在周身形成了血幕，无法靠近。

“道友，你带着他们走，贫僧留在此地与他拼了。”皈无准备牺牲自己，为玄颠道友他们寻求生路。

今日之后，玄颠道友他们的处境怕是万分艰难，圣父绝不会再让人威胁到他。

必然会做到赶尽杀绝。

“大师。”一道轻叹声传来。

皈无看向玄颠。

林凡道：“如今贫道只有一法能有把握杀他圣父，但事后贫道入魔，还请大师莫要手下留情，将贫道杀掉，贫道下山便是斩妖除魔，惩恶扬善，匡扶正道，不愿入了邪魔之道，祸害天下百姓。”

“道友。”

“道长。”

林凡看了眼圆满的吞云吐雾，这是他在来的路途中提升的，似乎有想过会出现在这样的情况。

深吸口气，双目一瞪，似要裂开。

“吞云。”

刹那间，极强的吸力从他口中爆发而出，四周地底的血雾疯狂涌入到他的体内。

他为何能吸收这些，与他晋升的法术有关。

降魔拳到唤魔拳时便能吸收，自身领悟而出的道家之体也能吸收，甚至那功法食气补心法也似乎有此能耐。

他吸收的速度竟然比圣父还要快，甚至还从圣父那边抢夺血雾。

“呵呵呵……”

林凡发出低沉的笑声，放开所有心神任由着血雾融入到体内，“贫道来自朝天道观，道号玄颠，今日贫道就以身入魔，与你圣父好好的斗一斗。”

渐渐地，宁静温和的道长消失不见了，取而代之的则是越发凶戾狂暴的道长。

随着不断的吸收，笼罩在身上的紫色道气摇摆熄灭，内敛到体内，但一缕黑色气焰浮现，随即从体内涌出，沸腾燃烧，惊世骇俗。

体内的道魂道灵们同样受到这些血雾的影响变得凶狠狰狞起来。

蜕变不断的蜕变。

周围狼啸等人惊骇望着眼前的情况，他们的心在颤抖着，先前哪怕造成的冲击万分恐怖，依旧能让他们稳住内心。

但现在，圣父与玄颠散发出的气息太可怕。

深深冲击着他们的内心。

只觉得手脚发寒，发颤。

“玄颠，玄颠……”圣父的面貌早已经扭曲，变得狰狞丑陋，见玄颠在抢夺着他辛辛苦苦积累的血雾，自然是暴跳如雷，愤怒万分。

血祭之法很难，血雾中残存着那群修行者的残念，哪怕是他都无法吸收太多的血雾，一直都想等待着，将那群残念消磨掉。

可他没有想到自己会被逼到这种地步。

哪怕有残念，也只能吸收，否则皈无的金佛能让他万劫不复。

他知道皈无道行很高，但如果单对单，哪怕皈无金佛在手，他都无惧，可玄颠手段颇为霸道，相互配合间，竟让他一时间招架不住。

只要此次能活着，往后他绝不允许世间存在修行高深者。

“他还在吸收？”圣父惊骇，自身周围的血雾不算多，他也准备停下，但玄颠却没有丝毫停顿的意思。

圣父无法接受，咬牙继续吸，但渐渐地，他无法支撑，明白继续吸收下去，后果会非常可怕。

够了，以自己现在的情况，肯定是足够了。

“玄颠，你吸吧，等本座将你灭掉，便将你血祭掉。”圣父吼道。

此时林凡气息狂暴到极致，身躯并未恢复到原样，想他吸收黄天大阵积累数百年的怨煞之气的时候，的确是入了魔。

那时身躯有缩小，可如今并没有。

依旧在吸收，没有任何停歇。

‘贫道不想真正的入魔，灵光保存啊。’

Lin Fan was struggling with those regrets in his heart. He became a demon not for the sake of becoming truly possessed, but in the hope of using external forces to strengthen his own strength and slay demons and monsters.

At this moment, he was like a tiger falling into a wolf pack, surrounded by wolves, constantly bitten and eaten.

Lin Fan felt increasingly powerless in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the light in front of his eyes gradually dimmed. Even though he tried his best to stay clear and rational, the darkness was like a surging wave, constantly drowning him.

The blood mist was still pouring in.

His body is like a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

After a moment, the blood mist accumulated by the Holy Father dried up, leaving not a drop.

Lin Fan had long hair draped over his shoulders, dancing like a dragon, each strand of hair absorbing blood. When he opened his eyes, a strange red light flashed. Shrouded in black fog, he looked like a demon awakening from the endless abyss.

Observing the world after awakening.

"ha……"

Lin Fan opened his mouth slightly and let out a long breath, the breath he exhaled seemed to be the worst in the world.

His scarlet eyes looked at everyone around him.

He looked at Mao Miaomiao and the others coldly and without any emotion, and Miaomiao and the others looked worried.

Then he looked at Guiwu.

Master Guiwu was extremely heartbroken. He could already see that Taoist Xuandian's true nature had truly disappeared, without a trace of sympathy or even emotion.

Then he looked toward the Father.

"Xuan Dian, I want you to die."

The Holy Father was furious. He appeared in front of Xuan Dian in the blink of an eye. He swung his fist to compress the space and fell towards Lin Fan. Before his fist arrived, the force it created had already stirred up the wind and clouds.

Snap!

Lin Fan raised his hand and grabbed the Holy Father's fist, his face expressionless, as if he was looking at an ordinary thing, which did not cause any waves in his heart.

The Holy Father looked grim. He... he actually felt a pressure from Xuan Dian.

How is this possible.

This was something he couldn't accept.

Seems to see the other person's emotions.

Lin Fan loosened his fist, slowly raised his hand, and hooked his fingers, quite provocatively, as if to say, continue.

The Holy Father was about to explode, and looked extremely ferocious.

Just when the Holy Father was about to take action.

Lin Fan roared violently, and a terrifying sound wave burst out, causing the Holy Father to have tinnitus and dizziness.

The Holy Father stepped back repeatedly, staring at Xuan Dian in horror.

Was the blood mist that I had worked so hard to accumulate a wedding dress for Xuan Dian? (End of this chapter)