Black Myth: Journey to the West – Simulate Becoming Immortal!

"Damn it."

Chen Xi kept muttering, his heart slightly moved.

He never thought that such a huge Yan Mansion would have so many filthy things.

Even a servant was so disgusting.

The demons were causing troubles in the village, and countless people were waiting for the scripture to save their lives.

However, this servant not only did not deliver the scripture, but was also thinking about whether to stay overnight or not?

"Heh"

Chen Xi was so angry that he laughed out loud and shook his head.

At present, demons were everywhere in Yanjia Town, and no one dared to enter the town at this time.

From this point of view, the outsiders in the servant's mind must be the Taoist priests invited by Yan Xingpi.

Relying on a group of Taoist priests who were obsessed with women, they wanted to solve the demons and chaos.

I have to say that this village chief Yan underestimated the demons too much.

Now it seems that the reason why Yanjia Town has fallen into the state it is today is because of what happened today.

For a moment, Chen Xi, who had sorted out his thoughts, was a little confused.

Now that he knew the whole story, should he save Yanjia Town?

With his magical powers, it would only take a little effort to solve the demons and change the outcome of this place.

But. Is it really necessary?

"Buddha, it has happened. Even if you take action, what will happen?"

"One night has passed, everything is the same as before, and all the hard work will leave no trace."

"The previous fate has been determined, and now the evil consequences have fallen. How can there be a reverse cause and effect?"

The broken precepts Buddha stood between heaven and earth, looking down at Chen Xi, with a fairy belt around him, and he felt a bit detached.

"Hahaha, in my opinion, that old bald donkey is also a fool!"

"I have read the sutra for so many years, but I can't resist the evil of human heart."

"Why help such a fool?"

Long Jun sneered at the old Zen master, then lowered his head and stared at Chen Xi.

"If it's up to me, Longzi just needs to wait for the demon to show up tonight, and then take action at the right time!"

"The overall situation will not change, but you can sell him a few favors."

"Wait until he realizes some boundless Buddhist Dharma, and then you can take it from him, isn't it beautiful?"

"And even if it fails, it's just a dream for you, what loss can you have?"

What Long Jun and the broken precepts Buddha said is not without reason.

In fact, Chen Xi originally thought so in his heart.

What does the life and death of Yanjia Town have to do with him?

Isn't his goal from beginning to end the scriptures in the hands of Master Wuchao?

Last night, he couldn't suppress his anger and took action to subdue the demon.

But in the final analysis, it was just a matter of convenience, and it did not really affect his own interests and safety.

And if he took action now, the anger that he had finally vented might grow again.

It only added variables, and in the end it was all in vain.

Chen Xi was entangled for a while, and simply stopped thinking about it for the time being, and decided to walk around the town.

First, to relax his mind, and second, to enjoy the rare fireworks and calm his own state of mind.

After all, after tonight, it is not certain whether the peaceful scene in the town can be seen again.

As for the matter of subduing the demon at night, let's decide it according to the situation.

The past is gone, how can it be changed?

Chen Xi resisted the urge to fight and kill, and the thoughts of the people in the Yan Mansion.

He walked onto the street and mixed with the pedestrians.

What Chen Xi didn't know was that the light of the scripture in his arms was slowly changing.

...

The sun set in the west, and the night emerged.

Several servants of the village chief skillfully knocked on the clappers and shouted everywhere.

The villagers were called back home early, and the doors and windows were closed, waiting for the master to subdue the demon.

Chen Xi used his divine feet to step onto a tall building in the town and overlook the overall situation.

Yanjia Town at night was not as lively as during the day.

He looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

During the day, he walked through the streets and alleys, watching the vendors shouting and the pedestrians talking and laughing, and his heart was faintly touched.

If possible, he really wanted this illusion to last forever.

Unfortunately, what is fake is fake, no matter how Chen Xi deceives himself, he can't change this fact.

"Alas"

Chen Xi sighed with regret and looked at Yanjia Town below.

At this time, his divine eyes saw a group of sneaky people.

Although these people were dressed as Taoists, they all carried weapons.

And they also had a little blood and evil spirit on their bodies.

Obviously, this group of people are the Taoist priests that Yan Xingpi mentioned, who were hired with a large sum of money.

However, they don’t look like serious people at all.

“This posture doesn’t look like they are here to watch the demons being subdued or the fire from the other side of the river”

Chen Xi muttered to himself.

They have weapons drawn, which doesn’t look like they are going to attack the demons.

When he thought of this, his heart skipped a beat and he had a bad premonition.

Could this group of so-called Taoist priests want to deal with the old Zen master and his people?

But what good will this do them? !

"Longzi, you underestimated people's hearts."

"Yanxingpi wants to use the demons to win over the villagers."

"This gang of thieves also wants to use this to raise the price with Yanxingpi?"

"With those bald donkeys gone, they are the only ones who can deal with the demons here."

Long Jun also looked down at Yanjia Town below, as if ready to enjoy a good show.

"What is a turbid world? This is a turbid world."

"Small Yanjia Town, but there are so many greed, anger, evil desires."

"You reap what you sow, and a thousand-mile dam collapses because of an ant hole."

"This place is hopeless. The only way is to break the precepts of killing and save people from liberation." The Buddha who broke the precepts lay on the lotus platform of flesh and blood, and his tone was inexplicable.

Chen Xi's face was ugly, and he clenched and put down his hands several times.

Anger rose and fell, and his anger was about to settle.

But in the end, he did not do anything.

Now the next step is chaotic, and every step is chaotic.

If the anger is difficult to suppress, the three heads and six arms, the real devil will appear.

I am afraid that I will not have the chance to get the true scriptures from the Zen master tonight.

As the night deepened, the monks walked out one after another.

The old Zen master held the Zen stick and walked slowly, but his steps were extremely steady.

In the quiet and silent village, only their footsteps were particularly clear.

Chen Xi's eyes moved slightly, and he took a step and appeared from an alley.

"Amitabha."

"Zen master, I am late."

Chen Xi put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name to the old Zen master.

The old Zen master also bowed, then smiled and shook his head.

"Not too late, not too late"

"The demons are out tonight, it's extremely dangerous."

"You are still young, just do what you can, don't lose your life because of a moment of bravery."

The old Zen master seemed to see that Chen Xi was young, so he carefully reminded him a few words.

Chen Xi also smiled and nodded, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The better the old Zen master treated him, the harder it was for him to be cruel.

After all, what he wanted to do tonight was just to make a profit for himself, so that he could live in the demon world.

As time passed, a dark cloud covered the moon, making the town dark.

Whispers quietly emerged from everywhere.

"Have you heard? The monks are coming down the mountain, saying they want to subdue demons!"

"I don't think it will work. Most of these guys are poor and want to come down to eat and drink."

"It's convenient for them. Once the temple is built, people can sit inside and collect incense money."

"Yeah, unlike us who have to do hard labor, they can eat by just chanting sutras."

"I don't think it's possible to expect these monks who only care about money to subdue demons."

"Remember that they couldn't make ends meet before and came down to beg for alms?"

"Hey! I sent my guys to give them a bag of rice mixed with sawdust and drove them out. They thanked me profusely!"

"Hahaha, what demons can such a fool get rid of?"

"I heard that the monks in the temple of sending children only like to send their own children. These monks are probably the same. All crows are black..."

Even if it's pitch dark, Chen Xi can see everything clearly.

He saw with his own eyes that the young monk, who was originally calm, showed anger on his face after hearing these dirty words.

For a moment, the monks clenched their fists, and there was a hint of chaos.

At this moment, the old Zen master sighed helplessly.

"Dong!"

He knocked the ground with his Zen stick in his hand and scolded the disciples.

"Don't panic, why should you care about the dirty words of the demons?"

"Keep your mind steady! If you do this, your mind will not be at peace. If you encounter demons later, won't you lose your life in vain!"

After the old Zen master's scolding, the disciples woke up and quickly calmed their minds.

However, Chen Xi could see that the impact of these dirty words on them was far from being eliminated so easily.

The old Zen master had a deep practice, a lot of blessings, and the Buddha's light protected him, so he would naturally not be affected by it.

It's just that his group of disciples.

"In such a desperate situation, no wonder the Zen master and others failed to subdue the demon."

"I don't know how this old Zen master could comprehend the boundless Buddhist teachings in such a situation."

Chen Xi shook his head and sighed, already knowing the outcome of everyone.

Whispering, gradually noisy.

Blue-skinned long-tongued ghosts appeared from nowhere.

Some of them climbed onto the eaves, and some rushed to the streets in groups.

"Disciples, Vajra subdues demons!"

The old Zen master shouted, and the Zen stick fell to the ground.

The disciples held the sticks, gathered in a group, and chanted the Diamond Sutra.

In an instant, the disciples were surrounded by golden light and turned into gilded bronze men!

Without saying a word, they rushed towards the long-tongued ghosts.

As the sticks were swung, golden light shone and mantras floated.

The blue-skinned long-tongued ghosts turned into black smoke and dissipated in the golden light.

However, these long-tongued ghosts are not vegetarians after all.

Even though they are just small monsters in the demon world, they are extremely difficult for these monks.

The long-tongued ghosts' dirty words constantly affect the monks' minds.

Some young monks were affected and made mistakes in the scriptures they recited.

The golden light became dim and they were in danger.

"Hehehe"

The long-tongued ghosts laughed and wanted to attack these disciples.

However, every time at this time, Chen Xi would appear at the right time.

A bit of hostility appeared between his eyebrows, and his bronze arms stretched out to capture these long-tongued ghosts!

Without even using any strength, these little ghosts were torn to pieces by him and turned into wisps of black smoke and ghost energy.

The broken Buddha and the Dragon King sat cross-legged on his head, breathing in the ghost energy, looking intoxicated.

Even the old Zen master couldn't help sighing in his heart when he saw this scene.

I don't know what kind of temple this young friend Chen came from, or what kind of magical power he cultivated, but he can tear apart evil spirits with his bare hands!

"What a promising young man with angry eyes, a Dharma protector Arhat"