Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 22 The Six-Eyed Monk

He received Li Wushou's guarantee.
The old beggar instantly felt his backache and hand pain disappear.

Coming to his senses, he saw Li Wushou standing silently in the courtyard, staring at the clothes left behind by the pregnant woman after she disappeared.

"That's just how the world is. You're born to provide for others, you die to provide for others, and when you're gone, you use others as your resources. You should be used to it by now."

The old beggar, with an unusually solemn expression, patted Li Wushou on the shoulder and offered a seemingly unrelated but ultimately comforting remark.

Li Wushou withdrew his gaze and nodded. "Yes, I'm used to it."

"Let's go back first. Whether this mother and child spirit was created by the monks of Blood Buddha Temple or not, it's man-made. They might have noticed something was wrong and come to check it out beforehand. I just prayed to everyone, so let's just pretend I was never here today."

Knowing the gravity of the situation, Li Wushou walked up to the old beggar and carried him on his back.

As Li Wushou passed by Li Erniu and Huang Dabing, he paused, cut Li Erniu's finger, and dripped the blood into the blood lamp. The blood lamp reignited with a whoosh, illuminating the courtyard in a crimson glow.

With everything settled, Li Wushou stepped out of the Ren family compound.

The old beggar lay on Li Wushou's back, watching quietly, his expression somewhat gratified.
By the moonlight, Li Wushou, who had been walking for some time, suddenly remembered a technique from the Divine Official's Yin Refining Technique that involved controlling Yin winds.

Having just formed his Yin meridians, Li Wushou hadn't had time to fully appreciate them before he couldn't contain himself any longer.

"Ouch~ It's so cold~"

The old beggar was comfortably lying on Li Wushou's back when he suddenly felt a chill.

Then, Li Wushou, who was beneath him, shouted excitedly.

"Hold on tight, take off!"

A cold wind rose beneath his feet, and the nightingale, which had been singing, lowered its head. Li Wushou took flight on the wind and flew towards the low mountain.

"Slow down~ Slow down~"

The old beggar kept making strange noises, constantly reminding Li Wushou, as if he were afraid of heights.

Not long after Li Wushou carried the old beggar away from the Ren family compound

A figure draped in a monk's robe stepped through the air and arrived at the gate of the Ren family compound in a few flashes.

By the light of the moon, one could vaguely make out that the monk was blind, leaning on a staff, and appeared to be middle-aged. He had six ordination scars on his head, which looked scarlet in the moonlight.

Without pausing, the monk strode into the courtyard with bold, sweeping movements!

The blood-red lamp in the courtyard still burned steadily, while the younger generation of the Ren family lay scattered on the ground. Blood still seeped from the gaping holes in their faces where the bloodshot eyes had disappeared.

The courtyard, which was originally cold and frosty, was strangely filled with a sense of warmth.

Not far away, an empty dress lay flat on the ground.

The monk stood to one side and murmured after a long while.

"How dare you touch my six-eyed mother and child demon?"

His words were calm, but as soon as he finished speaking, his originally peaceful face suddenly turned fierce.

"Let me see who has the audacity!"

With a slight exertion, the staff in his hand plunged straight into the ground and became firmly anchored.

With aimless eyes, the blood-red lamplight cast a chilling glow. The monk clasped his hands together, his lips moving slightly as he chanted something.

In an instant, the ordination scar on his head began to writhe violently. As the chanting continued, the scar slowly opened, revealing six blood-red, glass-like pupils that swirled wildly above the monk's head.

A strange force field suddenly descended.

At the aimless pupil, the force field distorted. The monk stared intently, and scenes flashed rapidly before his pupil.

When Old Master Ren passed away, his bloodshot eyes left his body.
Under its own control, Blood Eye devoured the flesh and blood of the mother and child, generating resentful yin energy.
Two members of the body-moving team arrived.
Mother and son become troubled
After one round, the Six-Eyed Monk's expression grew increasingly gloomy; he couldn't even see the scene after the mother and child had become a spirit. This woman from the Ren family was born on a rare Yin day and time, and now that she was pregnant, it was also on a Yin day and time—the perfect body for spirit cultivation.

After discovering them, the Six-Eyed Monk had long regarded them as his private property. Tonight, the evil spirit was formed and should have devoured all the Ren family members in the courtyard, returning to his side with bloodshot eyes.

By borrowing the yin energy of the Mother and Child Demon and the hundreds of blood-red eyes rooted there, he could not only forge the Yin-Yang Eyes to fill the gaps in his missing eyes, but also possess the excellent Yin spirit of the Mother and Child Demon.

However, just as he was meditating, the Six-Eyed Monk, who had been feeling uneasy and had a sudden urge to do something, rushed to the Ren family compound, but he was still too late.

Not only did the mother-child spirit created by the Ren family woman disappear, but also the hundreds of spiritual eyes and bloodshot pupils of everyone in the Ren family compound vanished.

What the Six-Eyed Monk found even more unacceptable was that he was unable to find out who had done it.

The scenes following the completion of the mother-child cult are completely missing.

It was as if the mother and child demons and the hundreds of blood-red eyes had vanished on their own.

"Hmph~!"

The Six-Eyed Monk knew it was impossible. He raised his brow, bit his tongue, and used his fingers to draw a bloodstain across his aimless pupils.

As he moved his hands together to form a mudra, the chanting in his mouth became increasingly rapid.

A moment later, the images flashed again.

The Six-Eyed Monk watched intently. He didn't believe anyone could completely deceive his spiritual eyes, at least not in Five Directions City. Even if the City God himself came, the Six-Eyed Monk was confident he could find her!
Mother and son become troubled
The image flashed before his pupils, and the pervasive mist gradually dissipated as the six-eyed monk calmed his mind.

"Hmph, you can't hide from me now, I'll see you soon enough."

A cruel smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. For those who had ruined his plans, Blood Buddha Temple had plenty of secret methods to make them regret it!

As the mist dissipated, the Six-Eyed Monk suddenly let out a loud shout.

"Show yourself, Buddha!"

As if in response to the Six-Eyed Monk, the constantly flashing images became clear again.

"roll!"

Just as he was about to see clearly, his eardrums shattered, and a genderless, indistinct rebuke echoed in his mind. The Six-Eyed Monk's exceptionally focused mind instantly plunged into chaos.

Blood tears flowed from aimless pupils, and the bloodshot eyes that darted wildly above their heads all showed expressions of terror before quickly retracting into their bodies. But it was too late; the ordination scars were still dripping with blood.

"Ah~!"

The six-eyed monk covered his eyes and roared in pain.

In the last instant of the scene, an enormous, pitch-black shadow descended from the sky, crushing a wisp of his soul like the foot of a giant.

Physical pain is temporary, but damage to the soul is permanent.

This caused the Six-Eyed Monk immense pain, and also made him feel utterly devastated.

He couldn't imagine how such a being could exist in a place like Wufang City. With such a divine soul, could it be the city god of this place? But how could a city god be so powerful?

In fact, through two observations, the Six-Eyed Monk had some awareness of the mysterious existence.

When the old master Ren's son received the two men from the corpse-moving team, he glanced strangely at the back of the team just before entering the door, where there was no one.

The being that ate its mother and child, along with the Blood Eye, most likely entered the Ren family compound with the corpse-moving team.

Although the Six-Eyed Monk had made a judgment, he was now terrified.

Now I only have one thought: to get out of here as soon as possible.

Despite the pain in his brow, the Six-Eyed Monk raised his staff, leaped into the air, and swiftly disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)