In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

After hearing Shi Cheng's words, the scene where Liu Kangping called someone appeared.

But he was very confused. Bai Wu was also a human, so how could he have the ability to handle this matter?

At this time, the old monk's shadow opened his eyes again, and his kind-looking face was inexplicably annoying.

He looked at Liu Kangping, who was obviously the boss, and said:

“As long as you agree to let me merge the consciousness of this body, I am willing to offer all the magical skills of my Pure Land Temple.

I guess the monk who woke up before me didn’t do that.”

Listening to his obviously provocative words, Shi Cheng was speechless.

They did not do so, but simply provided a more sophisticated version of the Qi refining method based on the simplified version.

But this was enough to make the authorities take it seriously and treat them politely.

Even the newly built monastic college invited several of them to be professors.

If this were their era, these students would be considered their disciples.

"this......"

"no!"

After hearing Kong Xing's words, some people hesitated, but some refused without hesitation.

If this precedent is set, what will happen if a cultivator's soul appears in the future and uses the skills as a bargaining chip?

If this happened to them, they would have no chance of survival.

"But I am about to merge successfully, and I have no room to struggle. If you kill me, won't the loss be greater?

How about letting me fulfill my opportunity to benefit this world?"

The old monk smiled with confidence.

Even after all these years of practice, I still cannot control you.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was somewhat silent.

When I couldn't stop this old bald donkey from taking over my body,

This is a dead end!

"You don't need to provide these skills."

There was a distant sound coming from the door of the auditorium, and a figure flew straight into the auditorium.

The white mist fell beside Liu Kangping. Looking at the old monk, the light of the Purification Mantra appeared in his right hand.

Shi Cheng, who was standing by, immediately showed a look of annoyance.

It is this feeling.

He felt that if this light shone on him now, he would die immediately.

What the hell is this thing? The legendary five-colored divine light can’t be so outrageous.

Bai Wu raised his hand, magic power surged, and the runes of the Purification Spell gradually lit up.

"Hiss, wait a moment."

Kong Xing suddenly spoke.

"Well, I think I can also cooperate with the authorities and don't have to merge with this body. I am also willing to dedicate all my skills."

He looked at the golden light spreading from the ground bit by bit, and felt a chill emanating from his entire soul.

He will die! Really!

Bai Wu's right hand, which was slowly raised, stopped and looked at the shadow of the old monk, and smiled:

"I still like your rebellious look just now. Please be more arrogant, so that I can hit you harder."

Kong Xing’s face turned dark.

But I dare not complain.

He was lucky to have recovered with great difficulty, so how could he die here so easily?

A face with a kind smile:

"My fellow Taoist, I am a cultivator of the fourth realm. If my strength is restored, it will be a great help in fighting against the gods. Please leave me a glimmer of hope."

Bai Wu thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Leave a glimmer of hope, ok, I agree."

Kong Xing's face lit up with joy. The people in this world were unexpectedly simple and honest. He had manipulated them several times with just a few words, and even this new guy was no exception.

Bai Wu turned to look at the person next to him and said:

"Bring me a rope."

Soon, someone handed him a resistance rope.

"Come on, pull this rope in front of me."

Bai Wu handed the rope to Shi Cheng.

Shi Cheng took the rope carefully, tried his best to avoid the golden light, and pulled the rope into a vertical line.

The old monk Kongxing looked at this scene in confusion.

"Daoyou, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say I would leave you a chance to survive? I left it for you, you must seize it."

? ? ? ?

The old monk was shocked. What the hell, there is such a way to play!

Bai Wu smiled crookedly, then pointed his right hand directly at the old monk's shadow, and the light of the Purification Mantra became bright and swallowed him up.

"what!"

Just as he was touched by the light of the Purification Mantra, the old monk let out a terrifying scream, as if his scalp was being gnawed by mice in the middle of the night.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life. I am willing to serve you as my master and always be by your side."

He struggled to utter a few words.

"Well, I'll give you another chance."

The white mist dimmed the light of the Purification Mantra, and a glimmer of hope appeared in the old monk's eyes.

"As long as you guess correctly how many bowls of noodles I ate this morning, I will let you live."

The old monk looked at him eagerly, wanting to seize every chance of survival.

After looking at Bai Wu twice, he said hesitantly:

"I guess you... ate a bowl of noodles."

"Congratulations... Wrong answer!"

After Bai Wu announced the result, he said embarrassedly:

"I had leek dumplings and eggs this morning.

I'm sorry, I gave you two chances but you didn't take them. I may have to trouble you to die."

Hearing this, the old monk's eyes widened.

Listen to yourself. Are you speaking human language?

The next second, golden light shone brightly.

The old monk's shadow was like the first snow meeting the sunshine, melting into the sky and earth.

Seeing the old monk die at the speed of light, Bai Wu nodded with satisfaction.

Everyone in the Qinglong Mansion in the auditorium was numb from watching Bai Wu's operation.

I put myself in the old monk's perspective, huh? He's kidding me!

"Is this the end of it?"

Liu Kangping and several other stewards opened their eyes wide.

"Yes, it's done. If you're not sure, you can try it again with him."

Bai Wu pointed at Shi Cheng.

Shi Cheng's calves trembled immediately, and he said hurriedly:

"I have made contributions to the Xia Kingdom and shed sweat for the Qinglong Mansion. You can't do this!"

"Haha, I'm just kidding. Can you tell me about your origins?"

Bai Wu stared at Shi Cheng. One of the purposes of his coming to Kyoto was Shi Cheng.

"I have already explained my origins. I come from another world, a world of cultivation. I was born in a sect called Shoutu Temple in that world. I am considered the last great cultivator of Shoutu Temple."

Seeing Bai Wu's request, Shi Cheng had to speak briefly.

Defend the land!

really!

Bai Wu narrowed his eyes.

He heard the name again.

That is indeed the real world!

Was his missionary journey considered an experiential tour, or was it an integration into that era?

"Then do you know the Jianshou Peak sect?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Shi Cheng's face, which was clearly captured by the white mist.

"You do not know?"

"I know, but Jianshou Peak had been destroyed for hundreds of years in my time. It is said that the cause was caused by the founder of my sect, so it is not very clear."

Shi Cheng said awkwardly.

He was also very ashamed of this period of history of the sect. A large part of the reason for the decline of their concept of defending their territory was due to this period of history.

Who would want to join when its reputation is ruined?

Jianshou Peak was destroyed?

Bai Wu's body tensed and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Do you know why it was destroyed?"

"I don't know."

Shi Cheng shook his head truthfully.

"It's most likely due to demons, but it's also possible that there are too few disciples, the inheritance was cut off, and it disappeared naturally."