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Chapter 1984: The tiger demon

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He had also seen the monks doing forced labor in the imperial city and what kind of miserable treatment they suffered, and his second and third brothers' methods had always been ruthless, killing and acting decisively.

He had once said a sentence to Great Immortal Luli: "Daoism also speaks of accumulating hidden virtues. Aren't you two afraid of retribution one day?"

Great Immortal Luli raised his brows and smiled lightly, "Why should the Senior Brother believe these ghost stories? Now that our Daoist arts are perfected, is there anyone who is our opponent? Retribution? Who would make us suffer retribution?"

Great Immortal Yangli also chimed in from the side, saying, "Big Brother, stop reading those Daoist scriptures. They are completely useless and have even damaged your brain. Spending more time cultivating Daoist arts is the right path to becoming an immortal sooner."

At that time, Great Immortal Huli, out of brotherly love, did not argue, but now, the result of the matter was so ironic.

Both Great Immortal Luli and Great Immortal Yangli met with retribution and ended up dying miserably.

When the third sitting meditation contest ended, Great Immortal Huli finally could no longer suppress his bestial nature. He saw the unbearable corpses of his two junior brothers, and at that moment, he only wanted to tear Fahai and Sun Wukong into pieces to avenge his two junior brothers.

But thinking about it now, was all this really Sun Wukong and Fahai's fault?

The two of them had been wrong from the very beginning. They only cultivated Daoist arts and did not read the Daoist scriptures, so their hearts were still a killing mentality.

Great Immortal Huli saw that the bodies of his two junior brothers had been carried away by the guards and the blood on the ground had been cleaned up. He let out a long sigh, flicked his sleeves, and turned to head toward his Three Pure Ones Daoist Temple.

From now on, he would still be the National Master of the Chechi Kingdom, and the only thing he would pursue in his life was the ultimate state of the Daoist heart.

Great Immortal Huli came before the magnificent Three Pure Ones Hall and knelt to worship the Daoist Three Pure Ones, his eyes devout. When he stared at the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, for a moment, it was as if he were seeing an illusion.

He saw a slight smile appear on the face of Yuanshi Tianzun, and the statue also flashed with a faint golden light.

This was definitely not an illusion. Great Immortal Huli felt it; that smile contained infinite meaning.

Great Immortal Huli immediately bowed three times in succession, his expression excited and his eyes devout. He said, "This sinful disciple was originally a demon, but I have turned back from the wrong path. Now I only want to wholeheartedly seek the Dao. Please, Master, give me a sign."

The statue of Yuanshi Tianzun flashed with golden light again and actually opened its mouth slightly, saying, "Great Immortal Huli, all living beings in the mortal world can seek the Dao. Your second and third brothers went astray, but fortunately, your Daoist heart has not wavered."

"You must protect this land in the Chechi Kingdom. In time, you will have your own destiny."

Hearing these words, Great Immortal Huli was stunned. He hadn't expected that the statue he worshipped daily would actually open its mouth to enlighten him one day.

Unconsciously, two lines of hot tears fell from his eyes. This life of cultivation had been too difficult. He had encountered some demon-catchers with magic or alchemists, both Buddhist and Daoist, and he had always escaped by relying on his rapid speed.

He still remembered that before the moment he put on the Daoist robe, he had been surrounded by four Buddhist masters on a cliff, with nowhere to escape.

And at that time, countless flying swords fell from the sky, and he didn't know where they came from.

Those Buddhist masters cast spells to fight the flying swords, and he took the opportunity to jump to the top of the mountain and escape.

A sentence came to his ears, exceptionally clear: "There is a fierce tiger in the heart, sniffing the roses."

"The Daoist arts are boundless. Considering that you have not harmed a single life in all these years, this old Daoist saved your life today. Your heart is devout in seeking the Dao; you must never stop."

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