Chapter 239

The 233rd Chapter

Pudu Zhenjun still maintained the posture of holding the scroll with both hands, not moving, but a layer of milky white light curtain unfolded, blocking the boy's fist.

Regarding this, Li Zhuiyuan was not surprised, because the black and white here, on the surface, seemed to be the pollution and purification of merit, but in reality, it was the contest between Pudu Zhenjun and Sun Baishen.

The boy had not practiced martial arts, so the attack power of his fist was not originally large, but the boy's fist was attached with karma fire, which was burning against this white light curtain blocking him.

Pudu Zhenjun: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Of course I know."

Pudu Zhenjun: "Think about the consequences."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Adding you won't make it more."

Pudu Zhenjun: "Turn back is the shore."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I don't believe in Buddha, and even less do I dare to believe in you."

Pudu Zhenjun had previously offered Li Zhuiyuan an extremely tempting condition, and the boy believed that the same condition, he definitely also offered to those Zhenjun adults who had been sealed outside the palace door until now.

The existence without stain does not mean that they will not do dirty things; they only need to bury all traces, and then naturally the holy light remains.

Li Zhuiyuan was unwilling to gamble, to gamble that after seeing the other side do ugly things, the other side would still be willing to let him leave, to expect the other side's compassion.

Therefore, to control his own destiny, there was only this one path to take.

As for the heavenly punishment He mentioned, Li Zhuiyuan was not really afraid.

After the experience of using Fengdu Great Emperor last time, Li Zhuiyuan could be considered to have figured out the attitude of the Heavenly Way towards this kind of special existence.

The more he directly faced them and challenged them, the Heavenly Way would only be happier.

This should be the reason why this wave, Jiang Shui gave him a gentle preparation in advance, giving him so much composure.

Although it was predicted early that Jiang Shui would give him something big this time, until he went down to this seabed, Li Zhuiyuan had not thought that Jiang Shui would actually push him to face a venerable Bodhisattva this time.

This was his journey through the rivers, specially cared for!

The white light on Pudu Zhenjun's body suddenly shone greatly again, not only covering Li Zhuiyuan but also readjusting the brightness inside the palace, and more importantly, the black and white boundary line outside the palace door continuously expanded outwards.

However, just after expanding out not much, it was pressed back by darkness again.

Those Zhenjun adults outside were not truly affected by this and produced changes; only the one who rushed in first holding the stick that year and was closest to the main hall — Li Yuan Zhenjun — was affected.

Pudu Zhenjun: "Monkey head quickly wake up and protect the dharma."

In Li Yuan Zhenjun's dust-sealed eyes, a cold and sharp light emerged, his black hair stood up around his body, and his huge body began to advance, trying to forcibly pass through this black and white dividing line.

Fresh blood continuously overflowed from its body, dyeing the black hair red, and cracks appeared on the armor on its body, continuously falling off, the scar on its monkey face reopened, and its skin split open and flesh bloomed.

But it still bit down with bloodshot sharp teeth, enduring extremely huge pain, and advanced!

In Sun Baishen's memory picture, Wei Zhengdao had once suggested that Sun Baishen make this monkey into monkey brain soup early.

Wei Zhengdao saw the reverse bone growing behind the little monkey's head.

These kinds of people, without humanity themselves, could therefore see others' humanity and bestiality more accurately and clearly.

That year, when the monkey rebelled, it was the first to rush in; now, when the situation had changed, it still stood on the opposite side's position, rushing to the front again.

Tan Wenbin: "Prepare."

Even now, Tan Wenbin was not clear about the real situation here, but he knew that no matter what Xiao Yuan Ge was doing now, he must bring his companions to help Xiao Yuan Ge block all external influences.

Lunsheng's air gates began to open and close continuously. He closed his eyes, trying to find that feeling from the previous fight with the gatekeeper Zhenjun. In this way, perhaps he could avoid accumulating power from the beginning again.

Yinmeng had already prepared the poison jars, and her fingertips continuously adjusted the various strings binding the poison jars, doing the last random arrangement combination.

The two children on Tan Wenbin's shoulders both stared with wide eyes, pouted their mouths, and clenched two small fists, ready to follow their dry dad at any time.

Lin Shuyou held double maces in his hands and stood in his position.

Tan Wenbin: "A You?"

Lin Shuyou: "I'm here!"

Lin Shuyou was not possessed, but even without being possessed, he could still fight.

Li Yuan Zhenjun's body was covered in more and more fresh blood, and many wounds on its body already revealed white bones, but its pace of advance did not slow down; even if it shed a layer of monkey skin, it still had to come in!

Because it still retained darkness on its body, it could not be attacked or touched, otherwise it would be easily pulled into darkness. Therefore, the fierce battle would only erupt when it completely came out.

Finally, Li Yuan Zhenjun came out.

It raised its head and opened its mouth, emitting a roar, and when it looked towards Sun Baishen sitting on the lotus platform, its monkey eyes were full of resentment and hatred.

"You, should have died long ago!"

Immediately after, the monkey's gaze fell on the boy confronting Pudu Zhenjun.

"Obstinate, offending superiors from below, should be killed!"

The monkey completely ignored Lunsheng and the others blocking in front of it, and it indeed had this confidence.

The monkey grasped the stick with cracks in its hand, and in an instant, a shocking sound was transmitted. What suffered torment was not only the eardrums, but as if the heart was also violently struck at this moment.

Tan Wenbin licked his lips a bit. Indeed, what the monkey had said on the road before was not wrong. The gatekeeper Zhenjun should really be the weakest among the various Zhenjun, and the monkey was indeed among the strongest batch of Zhenjun.

Even though it had suffered heavy injuries previously by passing through the black and white dividing line, the aura of power it revealed was still extremely terrifying.

This was the performance of the front-line combat power of the first generation of Yin Gods, unlike Zengsun Erjiang and the others. The first generation of Zhenjun adults possessed their own physical bodies and were not limited by Jitong's body, and could fully display their real power.

Tan Wenbin: "Lunsheng..."

Before Tan Wenbin could finish his command, Lunsheng's sixteen air gates on his body had all opened, and his momentum rapidly climbed.

It seemed very unwise to reveal one's bottom card at the beginning, but Lunsheng had already perceived that if the air gates were not all open, he would be afraid that he could not block the other side's one stick!

Accumulating power through fighting also depended on the opponent's strength. An opponent beyond one's coping range basically could not give oneself the opportunity to accumulate power.

The monkey lowered its head and looked towards Lunsheng.

Only the current Lunsheng was qualified to enter its eye a bit.

The monkey moved, almost in a flash, it just appeared in front of Lunsheng, and one stick fell down!

"Bang!"

Lunsheng raised the Yellow River Shovel and blocked the monkey's stick. At the same time, fresh blood quickly overflowed from his body, and in an instant, he just turned himself into a blood person like the monkey.

The corner of the monkey's mouth revealed a ferocious smile, and it continued to apply force, pressing the stick down.

Lunsheng's knees began to tremble, uncontrollably bending gradually, and his center of gravity was also pressed lower and lower.

It should be known that Lunsheng was holding the shovel with both hands, and the monkey was holding the stick with one hand.

Lunsheng, with all his air gates open, was completely at a disadvantage in the first encounter, and the monkey had not even used its full force yet.

"Imperial Ghost Technique!"

Tan Wenbin also decisively went all out. His eyes turned black, and his hair floated around at the same time, and he also stood on his tiptoes.

The monkey slightly turned its head and said disdainfully: "Trivial tricks."

The original Tan Wenbin's body distorted and turned into black ash and dissipated.

But when the real Tan Wenbin emerged from behind the monkey, the monkey's empty hand immediately grabbed over, directly buckling Tan Wenbin's throat and immediately twisting it.

"Kacha..."

Tan Wenbin dissipated again, and in the monkey's hand, a twisted paper man appeared.

Xiao Yuan Ge had a very rich stock of secret books. Tan Wenbin knew he did not have the ability to learn those high-end ones, but he was not idle either, focusing on researching those highly practical small techniques.

In countless nights, Tan Wenbin sat under the desk lamp, urging his two dry sons to study diligently!

"Pu chi..."

A pair of long emerald green nails stabbed into the monkey's lower waist. Tan Wenbin successfully completed the sneak attack, but just as he was about to prepare to tear open this piece of monkey flesh along this wound, the wound actually suddenly contracted, even bringing the black monkey hair there to wrap around its arm and imprison it.

The monkey looked down at Tan Wenbin from above, made a fist with its left hand, and smashed down.

Just at this time, Lin Shuyou flew up, holding double maces in his hands, and smashed towards the monkey's head.

The fist that should have smashed towards Tan Wenbin smoothly changed direction and smashed towards Lin Shuyou.

"Bang!"

Lin Shuyou even had double maces in his hands to block, but the strong power transmitted from the opposite side still struck him heavily and sent him flying out. His back hit the pillar inside the main hall heavily, and he slowly fell down.

Fresh blood continuously surged out from his mouth. He tried to stand up but found that he could not do it at all.

Facing this level of opponent, relying solely on ordinary people's kung fu to cope was really too weak.

The monkey made a fist again, preparing to smash towards Tan Wenbin.

Yet at this time, Tan Wenbin actually detached from its binding, his hands leaving its body, and his ten fingers were dripping with fresh blood. This was leaving ten roots of nails in the monkey's body.

Facing the monkey's fist, Tan Wenbin, who was free, did not choose to dodge, but crossed his hands to make a seal at the same time, and suddenly raised his head.

"Ah!"

Two sounds of resentful infant's ghost howl turned into curses and were excited towards the monkey.

The monkey also opened its mouth and responded with a roar:

"Roar!"

The power of the resentful infant's curse was instantly rushed down, and the two children were as if struck by lightning, but while extremely painful, they still instinctively stretched out their arms and tightly hugged Tan Wenbin's head, ensuring that their dry dad would not be impacted to the brain by the monkey's roar.

"Hehe..."

The monkey emitted a joyful laugh. After being sealed and tormented for so long, as soon as it came out, there were so many appetizers waiting for it. It was indeed interesting.

But just as the monkey planned to make another move towards Tan Wenbin, it suddenly felt its hand holding the stick begin to move upwards.

Lunsheng, who was originally almost pressed down to his knees by its single-handed power, actually stood up his knees at this time, tensed his body, and even raised the shovel, pushing back its stick.

The time when the air gates were all open was limited, but it did not mean that power could not be accumulated when the air gates were all open.

While fresh blood continuously overflowed, it was quickly sucked back into the body by the air gates. Lunsheng's ears were now filled with the sound of his own heart beating rapidly.

Lunsheng exerted force to raise it at the same time, and then pushed forward again.

After the monkey's stick was completely pushed open, it retreated a step back again.

And at this time, Tan Wenbin's seal was finally completed. The previous curse was emitted by the resentful infant itself, and he did not need to prepare.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The ten roots of nails remaining on the monkey's body all exploded open.

The monkey's center of gravity, which was already somewhat unstable, intensified again, and it had to retreat another step.

Lunsheng seized this opportunity and continuously patted the monkey with the shovel in his hand.

The monkey retreated while blocking with the stick, and was actually continuously forced back more than ten steps by Lunsheng with this kind of forward without hesitation, disregarding life momentum.

"Zhi!"

The monkey's expression was ferocious. It could not allow itself to be pressed to such a situation by this kind of role. Immediately, it kicked its back leg, completely stabilizing its body, and at the same time, delivered a backhand upward stick.

"Bang!"

After the clash, Lunsheng's body uncontrollably slid backwards. When he was about to fall backwards, he suddenly exerted force on his waist, changed to facing forward, supported the ground with the shovel, and with difficulty stabilized his body.

The monkey reached out and pulled out the nails on its waist one by one, and then casually threw them aside.

The contempt in its eyes gradually retreated. It leaned forward, pressed down its center of gravity, held the stick to the side, and solemnly set up a stance:

"Enough noise, it's time to clear the field."

Lin Shuyou under the pillar exerted force several times to stand up, but all failed midway.

He bit his lips tightly, somewhat unwilling. That monkey's physique was really terrifyingly strong. If he could possess normally like in the past, his companions' situation should be much better.

Even if this kind of completely revealing the bottom card could not be maintained for too long, as long as he could hold on until Xiao Yuan Ge finished there, everything still had hope.

But being unable to possess, his role was really too low. That kind of situation where he watched his companions fall into a hard battle with wide eyes yet could not normally participate made Lin Shuyou extremely angry.

Li Zhuiyuan could understand Bai Hezi, because he knew the whole situation and knew that the child being able to make a move with the gatekeeper Zhenjun was already very good; now, in front of Pudu Zhenjun, who was a Bodhisattva's incarnation, the child did not dare to make a move, which was really excusable.

But Lin Shuyou's idea was just simpler and more direct, and few people could maintain rationality at this time:

"Child, I regret being the Official General Head a bit now."

...

Sun Baishen was unable to move, and Pudu Zhenjun was also unable to move.

But the latter being unable to move did not mean He had no other methods.

When the white light covered Li Zhuiyuan, a terrible will directly crushed down. His heart's defense seemed to become fundamentally defenseless, and was penetrated everywhere by the other side's flood tide momentum.

A piece of illusory consciousness gradually solidified.

Pudu Zhenjun's figure appeared in a rice field.

In front was a long strip-shaped two-story building, with single-story houses on the east and west sides.

"It seems you still have a beautiful side in your heart, this hometown fields..."

Pudu Zhenjun closed his mouth and raised his head. On the second-floor balcony, the boy's figure appeared.

The boy's body was covered in fresh blood; everyone inside the house had just been killed by him.

When Pudu Zhenjun had just arranged this illusion, and had just entered it himself, it was already completed, so fast that it was simply inconceivable.

Li Zhuiyuan inserted his hands into his pants pockets, just looking at Pudu Zhenjun standing in the fields below like this.

The boy's mind was originally much firmer than ordinary people, and after being tempered by the Dream Ghost's wave, since he could distinguish truth from falsehood, killing these false people did not cause any waves in his heart at all.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Old routine, can you change to something fresh?"

Pudu Zhenjun: "Your six roots are indeed pure."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let me guess, the next sentence is not, I and Buddha have fate?"

Pudu Zhenjun: "Born and entered the empty door, but do not know what the empty door is. Born and cut off the red dust, but do not know what the red dust is. You and Buddha were born without fate."

Li Zhuiyuan lifted his foot and stepped forward, clearly walking out of the balcony's range, yet did not fall down. Instead, it caused the surrounding environment to produce staggered distortions.

Even the rice fields around Pudu Zhenjun changed, from fields full of rice ears to red, demonic other shore flowers.

Pudu Zhenjun: "I know what you are worrying about, you can rest assured, the karma on your body is too heavy, I will not bury you."

Li Zhuiyuan: "But you will bury here."

Pudu Zhenjun's face revealed a kind smile.

Li Zhuiyuan: "But you still promised to give all of this to me."

Pudu Zhenjun: "Official General Head, haven't you already taken it without asking?"

Hearing this sentence, Li Zhuiyuan stopped his footsteps, and he suddenly laughed.

"I understand, you can perceive what the real 'you' has done, but the real 'you' cannot perceive your existence."

Pudu Zhenjun smiled without speaking.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Isn't that right? That is to say, you dare not let the real 'you' perceive your existence, because in the eyes of the real 'you', you are also a stain that needs to be thoroughly buried!"

The smile on Pudu Zhenjun's face converged.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Really ruthless."

Pudu Zhenjun: "Some things, you shouldn't touch. I have already given you an opportunity, but you yourself did not cherish it."

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his finger and pointed at the continuously staggered changing environment around him:

"If you could move, you should be able to kill me very easily, because I have not practiced martial arts. But you cannot move now, and I may not believe that you can kill me here.

As you can see, there are no flaws in my heart's defense. There were indeed flaws before, unfortunately you came late."

After he went to Beijing and made a phone call to Li Lan at the newsstand, the last bit of flaw in his heart was also mended.

Pudu Zhenjun: "Otherwise, the cleaner a place is, the easier it is to get dirty."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Where is it dirty?"

Pudu Zhenjun opened his right hand, and a green lotus slowly bloomed from the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the surrounding environment was no longer village fields, but fixed into a piece of gloomy ghost domain.

Pudu Zhenjun: "Since you have no fate with Buddha, you are deeply burdened with demonic roots."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Not listening to your words is a demon? In addition, let me remind you again, your time is not much."

The boy raised his head, and the dark clouds in the sky began to roll. This was the karma fire he controlled in reality, about to burn here.

Pudu Zhenjun: "No one's heart is completely without flaws. If you don't discover them, then create a flaw for him."

"Create a flaw?"

"I will create a heart demon for you, and then let it replace you."

Pudu Zhenjun lifted his palm, and the green lotus floated up, igniting a strange green flame. The Zhenjun chanted:

"Green Lotus descends to the world, strengthen your heart demon."

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