Who Told Him To Cultivate Immortality!

Chapter 1003 The Resurrection of the Skeleton Cult

 In the abbot's room, all the problems that Lu Yang had previously arrested were locked up here. Master Duan Chen was asking them one by one the whole story in order to make a judgment on how to deal with these people.

When he heard the news from Lu Yang and the other two, he stood up suddenly and his eyes widened.

"What!"

Why are there so many things going on this Buddha Festival?

God bless you, fortunately he had the foresight to invite Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, otherwise the chaos on the Buddha Festival would have been even greater.

"Tell me what's going on now?!" Master Duanchen didn't bother asking about the lewd monk, since he couldn't escape if he was locked up here.

"Master, you will know as soon as you release your spiritual consciousness."

Master Duan Chen released his spiritual consciousness. Although the range of his spiritual consciousness was not as wide as that of Lu Yang and the other two, it was still enough to see the strangeness of the common people.

Everyone's expressions were expressionless, and the symptoms were exactly the same as the three-eyed ghost monk's memory of those who took the Forgettable Pill.

"According to our speculation, it is very likely that the problem lies in the canal water. The ruthless cultists poured a large amount of forgetfulness pills into the canal water."

Lu Yang told his speculation, and Master Duan Chen's expression became increasingly gloomy.

I was negligent and didn't expect that problems would arise in the canal and river water. This was indeed a quiet and efficient way to spread the poison of forgetfulness throughout Kaihuang City.

Master Duan Chen realized the seriousness of the matter.

"What do the two donors think we should do?"

"The top priority is to stabilize the people. We have seen many ruthless actions along the way, abandoning wives and children, starting with chaos and ending up abandoning them. If we wait for a while longer, I'm afraid there will be big chaos!"

"Lao Meng and I discussed it when we were on the road. The poison of forgetfulness in the air is far less toxic than a whole pill of forgetfulness. It's hard to tell for monks in the foundation-building stage. Monks in the golden elixir and Yuan Ying stages only need to hold their breath and stop absorbing The poison in the body should soon pass and return to normal.”

The highest limit for the monks' competition during this Mufo Festival is the Golden Elixir stage, so there are many more Golden Elixir stages in Kaihuang City now than usual, which can be a big boost.

"Lao Meng and I tried to find a way to stabilize the people and make these monks hold their breath."

"As for Master, temporarily close Kaihuang Temple and don't let any more pilgrims in. You lead the monks to maintain order in the city."

"Okay, let's do it now, poor monk. But how can the two donors stabilize the people and make the monks hold their breath at the same time?" Master Duan Chen was puzzled. Nowadays, the people and monks in the city are ruthless, and the appeal of Lu Yang and the two men has greatly increased. Cut back, will they behave?

"This is simple."

As Lu Yang spoke, he took out the Bodhi tree seeds, drilled them into the soil, used the Tree Planting Technique to create a Bodhi clone, and then took out a black robe with a golden skull printed on it from his identity jade token, and put it on the Bodhi clone.

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"Old guy, you're just my mother. Don't think that I will do whatever you say. I don't need you to make decisions in the future."

"I'm not doing this all for your own good."

"Can I still harm myself?"

"You are just a white-eyed wolf. I will treat you as my son without you."

Similar conversations can be found everywhere.

Emotions and interests are two important factors in maintaining social relationships. When emotions are lost and only interests are left, the original social relationships are almost collapsed.

Kaihuang City is on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly there was a muffled groan in the distance, like a fist hitting the ground. The ground shook and dust flew up.

There was also a buzzing sound of swords piercing the air, breaking through the sound barrier, like thunder.

"Don't run away, thief!"

Three figures flew out of the sand, and the sound of fighting continued, getting more intense from far to near, and finally landed in the sky above Kaihuang City, with a terrifying momentum.

Only then did people see the three figures clearly.

"It's Lu Jianxian and Meng Fozi."

"Who is that other person?"

"Wearing a black cloak, can't see clearly."

Meng Jingzhou used the Arhat Fist, and the fist marks were bright and dazzling than the sun.

At the same time, he quietly tore up more than a dozen talismans, and the majestic Buddhist sound came, as if hundreds of thousands were singing praises and reciting scriptures for Meng Jingzhou.

A wheel of light appeared behind Lu Yang's head, which was made up of countless golden sword energy. It was as divine as an immortal.

"These two really have some skills." Under the black cloak, the Bodhi clone let out a cold laugh.

"Who are you!" Lu Yang didn't accept the compliment and scolded the clone angrily.

"Leader of the Skeleton Cult, White Bone Man." The Bodhi clone released boundless pressure, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The entire Kaihuang City was shrouded in this pressure. From the Yuanying monks to the common people, everyone was crawling. land.

The common people didn't know what Bai Gulang was, but the Nascent Soul monks knew.

This must be a powerful combination!

"It sounds like a cult."

The Bodhi clone was furious: "If you dare to insult the divine religion, then use this city as a sacrifice! Senluo Sword Formation!"

A sword formation with little power but great movement was laid out, nailed in the void, and a pagoda-like formation appeared above Kaihuang City, getting smaller and smaller from bottom to top, like a dark hell.

"How dare you massacre the city! Huang Tian Slaying Immortal Fist!" Meng Jingzhou shouted.

"Immortal Destroying Sword!" Lu Yang raised the Qingfeng Sword high. The sword energy was a hundred meters long, and it could cut through even a giant ship in the East China Sea with one sword.

The two of them tried their best to fight Lu Yang's Bodhi clone.

Everyone in Kaihuang City looked up at the battlefield in the air, worried that the aftermath of Bai Gulang's attack would fall into the city and hit them.

At the same time, the monks of Kaihuang Temple, under the command of Master Duanchen, divided Kaihuang City in an effort to reduce communication and movement among the people.

After hundreds of rounds of **** battles, the Bodhi clone finally showed signs of fatigue and could no longer hold on, showing a ruthless expression.

"Okay, okay, they are indeed the legendary Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, they are truly worthy of their names!"

"You want to protect the people in this city? Let me see how you protect them!"

"The religion will last forever!"

The body of the Bodhi clone expanded rapidly. The accident happened so suddenly that Lu Yang and the two had no time to stop it. They heard a loud explosion. The Bodhi clone self-destructed, and thick black smoke billowed into the air.

Lu Yang's expression suddenly changed: "No, it's the legendary corpse poison that was born from the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain. If you inhale it, your internal organs will collapse and it will be difficult for gods to save you!"

They tried their best to drive away the smoke, but accidentally spread it everywhere.

Upon hearing this, the people in the city hurriedly hid in their rooms, while the monks held their breaths without exception.

Lu Yang and the two looked at each other and decided it was done.

Just as they expected, as long as the Jindan and Nascent Soul cultivators no longer take the poison of forgetfulness, they will soon be able to decompose the poison and return to normal.

They can also realize that they are abnormal just now, as well as the strangeness in the city.

Just when Lu Yang and the two thought they had the situation under control, two figures ascended to the sky and looked at the two Lu Yang coldly.

"As expected of Taoist Fuyu's disciple, he really has some tricks up his sleeve."

Although he didn't know these two people, Lu Yang could easily guess their identities: "The people of the Wuqing Cult are the ones you release the poison of forgetfulness of love?"  (End of Chapter)