I can't be a demon

Of course, they don't care at all. Anyway, they are either controlled by the God of Plague, or they are controlled by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. There is not much difference.

"Headless Master, do you think when will we leave for Lu Zu Temple?"

"Wait a little longer."

"Lu Zuguan is the promised land recognized by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. It doesn't matter if it comes earlier or later. You and I are just going through the motions."

The headless Arhat smiled and said nothing, clasped his hands and crossed his legs while chanting sutras.

Yin Huasheng showed respect, listened carefully to the scriptures of the Headless Arhat, and unknowingly regarded himself as a member of Buddhism.

He indeed did not take Lu Zuguan seriously.

According to the information collected from the shallow ghost market, Lu Zuguan is not a cave at all, but just a few towns where ordinary warriors gather.

Mundane? Warrior?

Warriors are not just a group of blood-rich people. No matter how much they practice, they only make themselves taste more delicious.

It should be Lu Zuguan's blessing that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can value them.

As for the rumors about Lu Zu’s inner worldly immortal Buddha.

After the calamity of heaven and earth, the immortals and Buddhas also had to refine the scriptures. Now, there are only three or four people who control the power of transforming mortals into immortals.

It is even more difficult for land gods to stay in the mortal world for long.

Immortals and Buddhas appearing out of thin air? At best, it is only in the Nine Realms. With the background of the Headless Arhat, no matter how many backgrounds he has in his previous life, he has to give way to Lu Zuguan.

Moreover, Yin Huasheng felt that Lu Zuguan was more like a demon grazing.

This speculation is also consistent with the rumors of ghosts and gods protecting the Tao.

A trace of greed flashed in Yin Huasheng's eyes.

The demon hiding in Lu Zuguan probably has the treasure of the ancient heaven, so that it can breed blood food in batches, and maybe it can get its hands on it.

At this moment.

The ghost market on the tenth floor resounded with the wails of money-redeeming ghosts.

A large number of scriptures overflowed from the doors and windows of each shop, and the money redeemer ghosts rolled around, and their bodies were covered with burn marks flowing with pus and blood.

The headless Arhat couldn't stop crying and sobbed empathetically.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

The monks from the Plague Department felt shuddering. The money-ransom ghost was obviously the work of the headless Arhat, whose pretentious behavior was extremely weird.

Yin Huasheng said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, it's the eminent monk from Xiaoleiyin Temple who is here."

The hands and feet of the ransom ghost were twisted and broken, and the skin and flesh changed little by little. The resentment turned into Buddha light, and then a strange-looking monk appeared.

In a moment, more than a hundred monks appeared in the ten-story ghost market.

Most of the monks have achieved eight realms of cultivation. Their eyebrows are inlaid with relics, and the Buddha light they emit is different, indicating that the Taoist traditions are different.

They respectively come from fetal egg dampness and have the characteristics of monks under the seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to visit Lu Zuguan in person."

"Amitabha."

The cultivation level of the Nine Realms is slightly abrupt, and there are five Buddha fingers between his eyebrows.

"In the reincarnation of Di Ting, he has turned away from being a guest. After finishing Lu Zuguan's trip, the young monk also needs to go back and forth to Night Khan Taoist Temple to settle the cause and effect."

However, his face turned ugly. After all, Di Ting chose his reincarnation by himself.

At that time, when I witnessed Di Ting completing the body seizure, Shen Lian's soul should have been wiped out, but in the end, who would have thought that Di Ting's soul was gone.

Even the burned out fire did not revive and listen again.

Although Luo Que has not yet been held accountable by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he understands that if Lu Zuguan and his party do not go well, he will definitely be affected.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva may even ask him to become a true listener.

But my breathing was short, and I shuddered when I thought of the birth of Ting Ting.

Diting is a special kind of weapon demon that needs to go through the torture of eighteen levels of hell before it has a 12% chance of being born.

No matter how strong the soul is, it will lose its memory after being reduced to listening.

"Senior Brother, I will give you a few words of kindness to the Bodhisattva. It would be a pity to end your qualifications and become a Listener."

"Thank you Lord Headless. Junior brother is just going through the motions to assist you."

However, he knew that the headless Arhat was beating himself up.

Lu Zu observed that blood was eaten all over the place. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s main target was high-level warriors, and the headless Arhat could naturally absorb some of the blood food.

Naturally, the leaderless Arhat would not agree to the fact that the arrival of the end would affect his interests.

"Let's go, the Plague Department will cooperate with us to use the Ghost Gate Formation to blockade Lu Zuguan. If nothing else, there will be civil strife in Blood Food."

"Over time, it will inevitably affect the quality of blood food."

After the headless Arhat finished speaking, Yin Huasheng quickly took out the token.

Click click click.

The streets shook and a ghost gate was erected leading to Lantian Street.

Yin Huasheng waved his hand and said, "Comrades from Xiaoleiyin Temple, please!"

The headless Arhat ignored Yin Huasheng, but nodded and came to the door.

It can be vaguely seen that Yanliang Town is shrouded in darkness.

Yin Huasheng felt inexplicably uneasy. The ghost gate was like the bloody mouth of a giant man-eating beast. He didn't know what Lu Zuguan was waiting for them.

The monks entered the ghost gate one after another, followed by the plague monks.

Only three of the Nine Realms have not left yet, waiting for feedback from their subordinates.

Even if you don't feel that Lu Zuguan is a threat, you still have basic vigilance. After all, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva attaches great importance to Lu Zuguan's blood food.

He frowned slightly: "I can't contact them. Where are you, Benefactor Yin?"

"The same is true, but they are all in peace..."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Huasheng noticed that the aura of one person's soul had become dim, as if he had been attacked by a demon.

"There are monsters."

Suddenly, similar situations began to intensify.

One-third of the Plague monks were seriously injured, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people died.

The monks were not much better. From the headless Arhat pinching the Buddha string, it can be seen that Lu Zuguan was well prepared for their arrival.

"There are many demons, and the Tao has been around for five to six thousand years."

Yin Huasheng's uneasiness became more and more intense.

His immortal species is called [Heart Palpitation], and he can vaguely detect unknown dangers. Lu Zuguan may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Headless Lord, why don't I tell the Lord of the Plague Department to send more monks?"

"A demon that has only existed for four or five thousand years is just a beast that has taken over the mountain and become king."

The headless arhat glanced at Yin Huasheng coldly, "Do you think there are land gods in the mortal world? You... followed him."

There was no doubt about his words, but he had no intention of leaving.

Yin Huasheng's hair stood on end, his premonition of immortality was stronger than facing a land immortal.

He had never been so frightened when he was about to become possessed while trying to transform into an immortal. What kind of terrifying monster was behind the door?

However, he did not enter the ghost gate. Yin Huasheng gritted his teeth and followed closely.

The headless Arhat was left alone, staring uncertainly at the gate of hell.

After a brief trance, Yin Huasheng regained consciousness and immediately found that he was no longer on Lantian Street, scattered with the other monks.

The scene that greeted his eyes made him shudder, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

There is no mortal town, it is clearly a flesh-and-blood demon town.

The buildings turned into organs, countless eyes opened on the walls and floors, countless human hands and giant trees reached into the sky, and the smell of blood hit your nostrils.

Strange dragons, mandrills, fish monsters, worms, ghosts...

Ben Bo'er Ba'er and Ba Bo'er Ben shuttled between the waters, sneaking up on the unsuspecting monks.

The warriors led by Zuo Yan also fought with more than a dozen monks.

Who can tell me what is inside Lu Zu Temple?

The Taoist and Buddhist monks couldn't help but fall into the encirclement and suppression of massive demons, and the environment of Lu Zuguan continued to deteriorate, making it impossible for them to fully display their strength.

"Cough cough cough."

Yin Huasheng covered his mouth and coughed violently, with blood on his palms.

He noticed that he was actually sick, with large areas of redness and swelling appearing on his skin, the temperature of his organs began to rise, and his robes were soaked with sweat.

Obviously, there are traces of the Immortal Seed from the Plague Department in the city.