The villainous bosses from their past lives have all been reborn.

Inside the main hall, the compassionate face of the Buddha Piran, draped in a feathered robe, was half-hidden in the shadows by the dim candlelight, while his eyes revealed utter indifference.

Before the Buddha statue, the monk Liaoyin exuded a murderous aura. However, under the influence of the surging energy around him, the candlelight in the hall flickered but never went out, as if an invisible hand was holding up the faint flame in the darkness.

Yuan Xiu glanced at it and said:

"This method is unlike that of someone from the Demonic Sect!"

The old monk Xingyun put his hands together in prayer and replied:

"Before the Buddha, even those of the demonic sect can escape the sea of ​​suffering and return to my Pilan."

Yuan Xiu asked:

"If everyone in the Demonic Sect can return, why can't I?"

Monk Liaoyin hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Xingyun, only to hear him say:

"Your sins are grave, and this humble monk's understanding is too limited to save you. Liaoyin, let Sixth Prince enter the cycle of reincarnation as soon as possible, so that he may await his next life!"

The monk Liaoyin put his hands together in prayer, gathered his inner energy from his hands, and then chanted the word "Om".

It was as if a fierce wind was blowing through his bones, forcing Yuan Xiu to retreat repeatedly and withdraw from the palace.

Monk Liaoyin did not stop there; he leaped out and followed, raising his hand to strike.

"Take this!"

This was the first time Yuan Cai had ever seen such a situation, and he was somewhat at a loss. Just as he looked up, he saw that the monk Xingyun, who had been five or six steps away from him, was now in front of him.

"Great monk, what are you doing?"

At such close range, the sandalwood scent emanating from the other person was overwhelming. Yuan Cai instinctively wanted to back away, but Monk Xingyun grabbed his wrist and he couldn't break free.

"You are destined to join my temple, Venerable One!"

"I have someone I love, I don't want to become a monk!"

"Nonsense! Worldly love is nothing but fleeting smoke; how can it compare to escaping the sea of ​​suffering and reaching the other shore!"

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Outside the temple, Yuan Xiu, who had been forced out of the hall by Monk Liao Yin's Wind-Shattering Palm, stopped, only to see Monk Liao Yin already closing in on her.

Among the many protectors of the Demonic Sect, Mad Tiger is considered to be among the top in terms of combat strength.

Now that he has shaved his head, he seems to have integrated some martial arts from other sects, removing the sinister nature of the Demonic Sect's top martial art, the Wind-Crushing Palm, and adding a bit more fierceness.

Yuan Xiu dodged repeatedly, and where he passed, the blue bricks shattered and the stone pillars broke.

Behind them, shouts of battle erupted.

Before him, the monk Liaoyin was aggressively pressing him!

While dodging, Yuan Xiu glanced over and saw Yuan Cai following the monk Xingyun along the corridor outside the main hall, heading towards the side hall.

"Sanlang, what are you doing!"

"I don't know, the monk was holding my hand, and I just couldn't control my body!"

The monk Liaoyun walked very fast, and soon their voices disappeared, leaving only Yuan Cai's voice.

"Rokuro, save me!"

Ignoring the lingering echoes from afar, Yuan Xiu focused her attention on the monk Liao Yin in front of her.

This is a tough opponent!

The former Mad Tiger, also known as Mad Demon, possessed strength far exceeding that of a ninth-rank master, even without reaching the Grandmaster level. The current monk Liao Yin is as ruthless as ever, but he has lost that ferocity.

Therefore, it is even more difficult to deal with.

Yuan Xiu touched the ground with both feet, his body like a shooting star, without landing on the blue bricks, and retreated rapidly in front of the main hall.

Monk Liaoyin left no opening and pursued relentlessly, his palms forming a gesture of prayer as he prepared to chant Buddhist hymns once more.

唵！

The bone-chilling wind swept in again, and Yuan Xiu brought his two fingers together, making a light stroke where the wind surged.

The monk Liaoyin's originally flawless and perfect Gale True Qi was torn open.

The true energy was in disarray, and the fierce wind was extremely distorted at this moment, then it dissipated in an instant and scattered in all directions.

The enormous body of Monk Liaoyin followed closely behind the fierce wind, saying:

"Your methods are truly remarkable; no wonder even my master said you could not be saved!"

The monk Liaoyin transformed into a giant hammer and smashed down on Yuan Xiu at the last moment.

Seeing that there was nowhere to retreat, Yuan Xiu struck Yin Heshang on the head with a palm strike.

The two immense forces collided, and the world seemed to fall silent at that moment.

Yuan Xiu's body jolted backward, staggering more than ten steps before coming to a stop. The massive body of the monk Liao Yin also halted at the moment of their collision.

Yuan Xiu twisted her slightly dislocated hand, looked at the monk Liao Yin in front of her who seemed a little dizzy and was shaking his head, and became serious, saying:

"It's been a long time since I've seen someone like him!"

……

"Big monk, where are you taking me?"

Yuan Cai followed Xingyun to a side hall.

As soon as the door opened, a tremendous amount of heat emanated from the palace.

This is an alchemy room. However, strangely, there are no medicinal herbs inside, only a huge alchemy furnace, which is currently burning.

"Xiao Wang?"

Yuan Cai saw that "Little Wang" was tending a fire next to the alchemy furnace.

When he saw Xingyun come in, he immediately dropped what he was holding and ran over.

"Master, I have been tending the fire as you instructed, and I have not dared to slack off for a moment, but I am still afraid."

Xingyun remained as compassionate as ever, offering earnest advice and asking:

"Your heart is not at peace, for it is troubled by worldly affairs. May I ask what is troubling you?"

"I've abducted Ying'er; I'm already a sinner. How can I face my wife and children when I return home? What will I do if they know I'm a sinner?"

Xingyun bowed slightly, chanting Buddhist mantras, and said:

"The reason why people suffer misfortune is that their six senses are not purified. The eyes see joy, the ears hear anger, the nose smells love, the tongue tastes thought, the mind desires, and the body is inherently distressed! Therefore, the heart has fear, for this is why!"

"Master, how can I get rid of fear?"

"This matter is very easy! This old monk wishes to assist you, benefactor, is that possible?"

"Please, Master, help me!"

Before Yuan Cai could react to these words, Xingyun slashed his hand, and Xiao Wang's eyes burst open, blood streaming down his face.

Xiao Wang was curled up on the ground, like a worm, howling in pain.

But Xingyun didn't stop. She cut off his nose, severed his tongue, and pierced his ear before finally stopping.

"Now that four of the six senses have been eliminated, your fear should have lessened somewhat. However, as a mortal, your body is impermanent, and your mind is not constant. What should you do then?"

At this moment, Yuan Cai was unable to move; his body and mind were both frozen. A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he was gripped by immense fear.

But the old monk still maintained a compassionate expression and said:

"Enough! Since things have come to this, this old monk will still lend you a hand so that you may reach the other shore sooner!"

As he spoke, the old monk lifted Xiao Wang up with one hand, opened the alchemy furnace with the other, and then threw Xiao Wang into the furnace.

The flames surged and churned, and Xiao Wang struggled for a few moments before falling silent.

The old monk shut down the alchemy furnace, looked at Yuan Cai, and saw that his body was trembling as he asked:

"This old monk sees your legs trembling; are you feeling fear?"

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