Chapter 205 The Reincarnation of Buddha?

Among the Quanxing, besides the two heroes Ding Shian, there are eleven other masters who need to be closely watched.

Three Corpses, Six Thieves, Four Madmen!

Unlike the latter two, the Three Corpses refers to one person, namely the "Corpse Demon" Tu Junfang in front of us.

In the original comic, the Celestial Master descends the mountain and challenges the Quanxing sect members to a duel on the Xilin Gol Grassland. Tu Junfang walks at the forefront, side by side with Ding Shian.

Basically, it can be said that he is the second most prominent figure in the Quanxing faction.

Even in the entire world of supernatural beings, he is a top-tier expert.

However, after reading the comics, I always had this feeling that this guy looked a lot like someone else.

From the moment he appeared until now, Tu Junfang has always been mentioned by others with great prestige.

When it comes to "Corpse Demon" Tu Junfang and his techniques, no one is afraid, not even the Ten Elders who stand at the top of the supernatural world.

In reality, he encountered several people who weren't afraid.

Does this give you a sense of déjà vu?

This guy is practically a one-man world of Kumārajīva!

Lin Mo didn't exude a powerful aura; he just stood there casually, yet he exerted immense pressure on Tu Junfang.

In Tu Junfang's eyes, Lin Mo showed no flaws whatsoever, appearing perfectly natural and as if he had merged with the surrounding world.

He knew he couldn't keep waiting like this, otherwise he would be completely crushed by the pressure before the fight even started.

Tu Junfang chose to launch a preemptive attack.

Under his control, the three corpse demons protecting him immediately began to act.

The three corpse demons attacked Lin Mo simultaneously from three different directions.

The flying insects flapped their wings and swooped in, their poisonous stingers gleaming coldly, as they suddenly stabbed at Lin Mo from behind.

The corpse demon on the left opened its hideous, blood-red maw and took a bite.

The last remaining humanoid corpse demon swung its arms, the black color of which lengthened as it swung, like two whips, and attacked Lin Mo at lightning speed.

Before the ugly flying insect could even get close to Lin Mo, it exploded in mid-air, splattering a viscous, unknown liquid everywhere, like an oil rain.

With one of his three corpses destroyed, Tu Junfang felt a sharp pain in his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his aura weakening considerably.

"As expected, in this world, no matter how wondrous the magic is, its actual strength is very low."

Lin Mo murmured to himself, then reached out his left hand and grabbed the hideous corpse demon on his left, lifting it up.

"So, do these guys even have any self-awareness?"

Lin Mo looked into the monster's eyes, and one tomoe after another appeared in its pupils, revealing the three-tomoe Sharingan.

Then the three magatama spun around, and the ink dots dissolved in the scarlet eyes, turning into the pattern of the sun.

The corpse in Tu Junfang's room, the monster with its gaping maw, immediately fell silent after making eye contact with Lin Mo.

If it was originally a bloodthirsty beast, it has now become a lapdog that only knows how to wag its tail at people.

Seeing this scene from afar, Tu Junfang was deeply shocked, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

This shocked him even more than when he saw the corpse explode out of thin air earlier.

Because at this moment, he discovered that he had lost control of the corpse!
Although I don't want to admit it.

But he knew in his heart that he had no chance against the little monk in front of him.

The two sides are simply not on the same level.

In the entire world of supernatural beings, Tu Junfang could only think of one person who could evoke such a feeling: the Old Celestial Master. Even Ding Shian, one of the two heroes, could not give him this kind of feeling.

When did such a monster appear in Buddhism?
Gotta go!

Tu Junfang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, preparing to cut off his tail to save his life.

Snapped!
Just then, a clear, crisp sound rang out.

Tu Junfang's eyes widened. He had long since given up hope of the Corpse's attack. In his opinion, it was impossible for an attack of this level to hit such a top expert. Yet, its attack struck Lin Mo.

what is happening?
Tu Junfang said he was confused.

The three attacks all yielded results that surprised him each time.

In fact, just as Tu Junfang thought, if Lin Mo wanted to avoid being hit by the Corpse Demon, the Corpse Demon would be unable to attack him no matter what.

He was hit, which can only prove one thing.

That means Lin Mo did this on purpose.

Tu Junfang stopped in his tracks and stared intently at Lin Mo.

Once attacked by the three physical corpses he controls, the attacked person's three corpses will also be induced to manifest and will continue to haunt them.

Without the right method, it is impossible to get rid of it.

The Three Corpses will torment the host, destroying their spirit until they become a cripple.

As long as one is human, there will be desires.

Unless I can hold fast to my true self, whether it be my own desires or external temptations, my heart remains as firm as a rock, unmoved as a mountain.

It's easier said than done.

Waited for a while.

Tu Junfang still did not see any change in Lin Mo in front of him.

"Is this guy some kind of Buddha reincarnation? Does he have absolutely no desires?!" Tu Junfang's pupils dilated, his face filled with disbelief.

His teacher had only ever heard of people who severed their three corpses on their own, but Tu Junfang never expected to see it in person today.

Although Lin Mo's three corpses were not drawn out, the actual situation was not as Tu Junfang had guessed.

Lin Mo was not without desires, but as a Golden Core cultivator, the Golden Core within him represented the ultimate refinement of his life force.

With Tu Junfang's abilities and methods, he simply couldn't summon his three corpses.

Let him practice some more.

Moreover, Lin Mo was also very interested in the methods of these three demonic factions.

He casually raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

A giant hand formed from spiritual energy sent Tu Junfang flying, slamming him hard into a large tree in the distance.

boom!
The tree collapsed with a crash, sending up clouds of dust.

Tu Junfang, who had collapsed to the ground, was completely unconscious, and a figure appeared in the smoke and dust.

After the smoke and dust dissipated.

After recognizing the person who had arrived, Lu Linglong said in a deep voice, "Zhang Chulan!"

There was a hint of anger in his voice.

In Lu Linglong's eyes, Zhang Chulan had been hiding in the shadows watching them the whole time, but chose to stand by and do nothing.

Lin Mo looked at Zhang Chulan, the chosen one of the worlds, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

At this moment, in Lu Linglong's eyes, Zhang Chulan's behavior just now was undoubtedly selfish and even cold-blooded.

However, Lin Mo felt that this was not entirely accurate; Lu Linglong had misunderstood him.

For Zhang Chulan, the most important person is Bao'er; everyone else is a stranger, just to varying degrees.

The entire Longhu Mountain is now a battlefield, and since it's a battlefield, someone has to sacrifice their life.

Zhang Chulan can simply pretend he didn't run into Lu Linglong and the others. He might feel guilty afterward, but it's okay, time will heal all wounds.

In fact, this is the optimal solution.

In the original story, he originally planned to leave directly, but when he saw Lu Linglong about to be captured, his body instinctively made a rescue move.

(End of this chapter)

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