Chapter 111: It's Hard to Have Both in the World

"Let's go!" Qian Chen looked at the direction Madam Chilian escaped and whispered: "Go and meet the other demonic general, the corpse king who entered the demon from the Buddhist gate!"

"What about them?" The black-clothed demon cultivator pointed at the terrified bat spirit and reincarnator.

That one person and one demon were almost suffocated. Qian Chen looked at them and whispered: "If you don't wear a mask, don't get close to bats! And..."

Just as Qian Chen and the others turned to leave, and the bat spirit and chest-haired man were rejoicing that they had escaped a disaster.

Qian Chen's voice drifted eerily from the cave: "They are already dead!"

At this time, the bat spirit and the chest-haired man looked at each other, and only one thought echoed in their minds:

"Already dead!"

At this time, the bat spirit revealed a strange smile. The demonic thoughts of the whole person's soul suddenly turned into infinite demonic thoughts, turning the flesh and cultivation into a demonic qi, wrapping it and fleeing toward Madam Chilian's direction... The chest-haired man persisted for a longer time, and finally understood—"So, when I saw that demonic blade, I had already become a demon!"

"Became an appendage of the demonic blade..."

After thinking, he also turned into a demonic head, like a residual blade shadow, heading toward the blade mark, wanting to merge into the demonic blade.

In the deepest part of the demon cave, Madam Chilian covered the blade mark on her chest, trying her best to cover it with her clothes. She concealed her pain. The Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming in her body was absorbing her life, essence, and cultivation bit by bit, becoming a part of her. When the demonic blade grew, it would absorb everything about her, break out of the body, and turn into a more fierce demonic blade to return to Qian Chen.

Because this master of the demonic blade had completely enslaved this demonic nature.

Soon, Madam Chilian recovered her past charm and, without forgetting to bring the prayer beads she didn't forget before leaving, walked gracefully into the magma stone room where the corpse king was.

Except for being a bit pale, there was nothing wrong on the surface.

The corpse king was still sitting in the magma blood pool, with his back to Madam Chilian. She smiled slightly, stepped forward to stroke the corpse king's back, and whispered: "Husband, your little Qian Shidi is dead!"

The corpse king's face was wooden, and his body did not tremble at all... Only his closed eyes moved slightly under his eyelids, showing that he was not a dead object.

Madam Chilian raised the prayer beads and placed them in his palm. At this time, the corpse king's hand trembled slightly...

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"Yan Yan Shixiong... the prayer beads you carved are so ugly! They are not round at all..."

"You hold them in your hand every day, recite a Buddhist scripture, and count one bead... When your Buddhist heart is round, it will naturally be polished round by you! This is Yan Yan Shixiong testing you..."

The young monk raised his head slightly and said: "Yan Yan Shixiong, what is a Buddhist heart? How to polish the Buddhist heart round?"

The young Yan Yan Shixiong touched the young monk's head, which had green stubble and was a bit prickly, and laughed: "The Buddhist heart is kindness, is to treat all things equally, is not to harm life, is to cherish all living beings, is compassion!"

"Oh! If someone wants to harm me, can't I harm him?" The young monk lowered his head, a bit unwilling.

"You have to be smarter... don't be harmed by him, otherwise it's not cherishing your own life." Yan Yan Shixiong smiled: "Then you endure him a little!"

"So hard!" The young monk threw himself on the bedding and turned his head to complain.

"Bai Yun... there is nothing in the world that is not hard. The more restraint, the harder it is... That's why it's cultivation!"

"I know, Yan Yan Shixiong Xiang You!" The young monk put his hands together and said.

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One day in the Zen room, the young monk, who had grown a bit bigger and had the appearance of a teenager, saw Yan Yan Shixiong holding a group of things, quietly returning to his bedding. He followed curiously, but found that after Yan Yan Shixiong unbuttoned his chest, what was revealed was a red-scaled giant snake coiled together. The giant snake was covered in wounds and was dying.

The young monk was startled and whispered: "Yan Yan Shixiong, why are you holding it in your arms? Be careful it bites you..." After saying this, he wanted to pull Yan Yan Shixiong away...

Yan Yan Shixiong shook his head: "All living beings are equal. If I treat it with sincerity, why would it bite me?"

"Snakes have poisonous hearts. Even if you are good to it, it will bite you." The young monk said seriously: "Even if Yan Yan Shixiong wants to save it, you have to tie its poisonous fangs!"

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"Master... we are truly in love. Didn't you say that all living beings are equal and all things have feelings? Why are you unwilling to fulfill us? The disciple is willing to abandon his cultivation, and Chilian is also willing to abandon her cultivation for me. Let's live a plain life as mortals... I implore Master to fulfill us!" Xiang You pleaded to an old monk who was thin and square.

"Foolish child..." The old monk was heartbroken: "The difference between humans and demons is like a chasm, and you are a disciple of the Buddhist gate... How can you move your desires and mortal heart? Right and evil are divided, humans and demons are different... I will never allow you to degenerate!"

At this time, Madam Chilian, dressed in red, pleaded: "Master, since I became a demon, I have never harmed a person."

"Husband said, if a demon has a human heart, it is no different from a human... Master, I beg you to treat me as a human!"

"Evil beast!" The old monk roared angrily: "It is you who seduced my disciple!"

In a fit of rage, the old monk threw out a prayer bead.

At this time, Xiang You, who didn't dare to make a move in a hurry, could only block in front of the snake demon.

The snake demon left with the seriously injured Xiang You, while the old monk, who was shocked and blamed himself for accidentally hurting his disciple, was too late to stop it.

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"Husband! Husband! Please, all the gods and Buddhas, please! As long as you can save my husband, you can take everything I have! By the way... and there, and there!" The snake demon held Xiang You and turned to walk into Tiansha Peak.

In front of a pitch-black demon cave, the snake demon knelt on the ground and heard someone in the blood pool say: "You want to save him... Hahaha! This Venerable can indeed save him. Kowtow ten thousand times and join this Venerable's seat. Then kill nine hundred and ninety-nine people, take their heart essence blood, and drip it into this blood pool..."

Seven days later, Madam Chilian, full of blood and with a few cold and ruthless expressions, came to the blood pool again.

At this time, the blood pool had become several times richer, and Xiang You's body was soaked in the blood pool...

"Snake demon!" A giant roar like thunder came from outside the demon cave: "Demons are indeed demons. You can deceive my disciple for a while, but you can't suppress your nature in the end. It was my mistake to let you go for Xiang You's sake, and I harmed these people... Today, I will eradicate you to redeem my sins!"

The snake demon raised her head in panic and said to the Blood Demon: "Lord, please save my husband, I will lure the old monk away!"

The snake demon left quickly. Xiang You, who was soaking in the blood pool, went crazy in his heart: "Don't! Chilian!"

"Save him? Hehe... interesting!"

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Even with the demonic arts taught by the Blood Demon and absorbing the blood qi of many people, the snake demon was still no match for the old monk and was soon suppressed under the Buddha palm, being refined.

The snake demon resisted bitterly... only holding the thought of seeing Xiang You one more time.

At this time, Xiang You suddenly rushed out of the demon cave, covered in blood... The old monk was shocked and saved the snake demon.

"Husband?"

"No, you are the Lord!"

"Yes, you are my first great general, how could I watch you die? So I borrowed his body, and a trace of primordial spirit escaped into his body to save you. Don't worry, this body has already come back to life, and there are no sequelae. After my primordial spirit leaves, he will wake up!"

"Xiang You?" The old monk was shocked: "No, you are not Xiang You, you are a

The Blood Demon, having just broken through the seal, was no match for the old monk who possessed the inheritance of the Cloth Bag Monk. If not for his concern for his disciple's body, the old monk would have refined him long ago. But the old monk had been searching for an opportunity to use the Demon-Breaking Golden Needle to pin down the Blood Demon's primordial spirit. The Blood Demon, perhaps unintentionally, revealed a flaw, allowing the old monk to seize the chance to nail the Demon-Breaking Golden Needle into Xiang You's crown.

"Xiang You. Master's Yin Spirit will leave his body and use the power of the Demon-Breaking Golden Needle to help you refine the Blood Demon. I will definitely save you and bring you back!"

The old monk pressed his right palm against Xiang You's forehead, his lifelong magic power transforming into a sarira, about to enter Xiang You's body.

At this moment, the snake demon, whose spiritual sense had been blinded by the Blood Demon, saw the old monk's face looking ferocious, as if he wanted to strike Xiang You's head with one palm... The snake demon raised her hand and fired a bone spike... which pierced through the old monk's chest.

Before dying, the old monk transferred his sarira to Xiang You to seal the Blood Demon's primordial spirit, while his own Yin Spirit burned away, desperately sending back the Demon-Breaking Golden Needle.

But the Blood Demon still controlled Xiang You's body. He laughed crazily and rushed into Xiang You, who was at the foot of Heavenly Fiend Peak.

That night, accompanied by blood light soaring to the heavens, a young monk laughed wildly, slaughtering the ancient temple until corpses lay everywhere. Little monk Bai Yun, hiding in the shadows, shivered as he listened to his senior brother's insane laughter. At this moment, a voice rang out above the Buddhist pagoda: "So there is still a little monk here!"

Bai Yun looked at his unfamiliar senior brother. Just then, his senior brother suddenly threw out their master's head. This scene became the nightmare of his entire life.

"Run..." A struggle appeared on Xiang You's face.

Bai Yun's familiar senior brother appeared before him again. Bai Yun wanted to run up and ask his senior brother what exactly had happened. At this moment, a trace of madness flashed across Xiang You's face again. Relying on the last glimmer of clarity brought by his master's sarira, he curled his palm backward and struck his own crown.

In a fit of rage, the Blood Demon could only flee back into the demon lair with Xiang You's corpse.

Bai Yun witnessed the scene of his senior brother's suicide and watched the blood light carry away his senior brother's corpse. He could only hurriedly bury the remains of the monks in the temple and his master, leave the dilapidated Qingyuan Temple, and head elsewhere. In his entire life, he never revealed that it was his own senior brother who had slaughtered the entire temple, nor did he reveal the truth behind the ruin of Qingyuan Temple.

Xiang You's corpse sank into the blood pool and was refined into a Corpse King, becoming a tool for the Blood Demon's primordial spirit to descend. Every time he struck, he would stir up a storm of blood.

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These images flowed slowly through the heart of the Corpse King Xiang You. At this moment, the trace of familiar thought-power on the Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly echoed: "Disciple Bai Yun, bowing before the Buddha, vows to accumulate ten million merits and recite billions of volumes of Buddhist scriptures. Only to redeem the sins of my senior brother, begging the Buddha to deliver Xiang You so that he may be reborn in the Pure Land!"

"All sins, all karmic forces, all return to me! Amitabha!"

In the parched eyes of the Corpse King, for the first time in hundreds of years, a single tear finally fell. He had already cultivated into a Drought Demon, the best vessel for the Blood Demon, and his body had not a trace of moisture, so... this time, what he shed were tears of blood!

"Master, Qian Shidi!"

Chilian suddenly said in a cold tone: "Yes, I killed Bai Yun, just to make you completely fall into the demonic path!"

The Corpse King roared and punched toward her chest, but at the very last moment, he stopped!

Chilian's tone was indifferent: "I was entrusted by my master to deliberately disguise myself as a snake demon to tempt you. Your master was right; I am a demon, here to tempt you into the demonic path and cause the deaths of your master and senior brother. Now, I want to kill Bai Yun just to sever the last bit of kindness in your heart, making you a vessel for my master's descent."

The Corpse King said slowly: "If you want to tell such a story, can you not hold my hand while doing it?"

"I am a bad woman, a demon, a demonic thought in your heart!" Chilian tried her best to loosen his hand and said crazily: "Why haven't you killed me yet?"

Tears streamed from her eyes...

The Corpse King finally responded to her for the first time. He wiped away her tears and whispered: "You are dying! I smell the scent of blood... You were never a demonic thought in my heart, so killing you will not help me get rid of the inner demon or subdue the demonic root the Blood Demon planted in me."

"My demonic thought has always been myself!"

"What I hate is me; it has always been me. It was I who let you fall into the demonic path, I who caused the death of my master, and I who caused the death of my junior brother. From beginning to end, it was me!"

Chilian wept in despair...

"You, along with Master and Qian Shidi, are the only kindness in my heart. It is because of you that I have always struggled against the Blood Demon."

"The reason I never dared to say it out loud was that I was afraid of harming you!"

"I'm sorry!" Chilian said in despair: "I'm sorry, Xiang You. I'm sorry..."