I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 351
When Fa Ming saw the picture in front of him, his eyes widened immediately, his precarious soul body seemed to be a little unstable, and he said sharply, "This is impossible!"

"There is nothing impossible. If you don't believe it, you can go down and have a look!"

The dryad's grandmother removed the light curtain, let go of the restraint, and pointed at Lanruo Temple at the foot of the mountain.

Faming remained expressionless, his figure turned into a ray of dark wind, and drifted quietly towards Lanruo Temple.

A quarter of an hour later.

Lan Ruo Temple.

The Scorpion Demon King chatted and laughed with the demon kings beside him, and occasionally picked up a human hand and gnawed a few mouthfuls, enjoying himself.

More than a dozen human races huddled in a corner of the hall, trembling with fright, not daring to make a sound, for fear of being caught on the grill by the monster race.

"suddenly"

At this moment, a gust of wind blew past, and actually blew out the flame under the grill.

"Hey, the wind is so cold, it's a bit evil!"

A demon king with a human body and a tiger head glanced at the fire in surprise, and then waved a wave of mana, closing the door of the main hall tightly, and was about to re-ignite the flames, but found that the Scorpion Demon King who was sitting on the top suddenly stood up, Looking nervously not far away.

The Tiger Demon King looked up, and through the starlight falling over the dilapidated hall, he instantly saw a figure standing not far away.

With a bald head and big ears, wearing a yellow monk robe, and a transparent figure, he is Faming.

"Ghost!"

The Tiger Demon King let out an exclamation, and jumped backwards.

But as soon as he landed, he was slapped on the forehead by the Scorpion Demon King: "You are afraid, he is a ghost, we are still demons!"

"right!"

The Tiger Demon King nodded again and again, and then he remembered, with his identity, how could he be afraid of a ghost?

There are very few ghost cultivators in southern Xinjiang, and even after death, there are very few ghosts who can appear in front of the demon king.

Because the evil spirit of the demon king alone is not something ordinary ghost cultivators can bear.

But having said that, the Scorpion Demon King and the other demon kings were running all their mana, and their monster aura was churning all over their bodies. They were staring at Fa Ming who was not far away. Obviously, they were still extremely afraid of Fa Ming in their hearts.

After all, a month ago, they were all enlightened by Faming, and felt the exquisiteness of Faming's Dharma.

At that time, if Faming really attacked in a rage, they would definitely not be opponents.

For a moment, the entire hall was silent, and even the sound of the wind seemed to disappear completely. ,

After a long time, a trace of disgust flashed in Faming's eyes, and he asked slowly, "Why?"

Several demon kings looked at me, I looked at you, and they were unwilling to stand out. Until the end, the scorpion demon king took advantage of his own cultivation, stepped forward, pointed at Faming's nose and cursed: "The dead thief is bald!" , you are dead, do you still want to take care of this king's affairs!"

Fa Ming turned a blind eye to his scolding, but looked at the Scorpion Demon King with burning eyes. His seemingly indifferent eyes made the fierce Scorpion Demon King slowly lower his head.

After a few breaths, the Scorpion Demon King plucked up the courage in his heart and said, "Okay, since you asked me why, I'll tell you!"

"In order to save you, this king was severely injured by Heaven's Tribulation, and returned to Lanruo Temple. He wanted to be an ordinary monk, but he was ridiculed by this group of human dogs."

"It is said that it is because of this king that you were swallowed by the tree demon grandma."

"This king has been in the southern border for many years. He has never been so angry, but thinking that this matter is indeed related to me, this king endured this tone!"

"Who would have thought that this group of human races would get worse and worse, and a few human races with lower third-rank cultivation would dare to sneak attack on this king while I was seriously injured!"

"Hehehe, the lowly human race deserves to be the slave of the monster race for the rest of their lives. This king eats them all one by one!"

There was a sneer on the Scorpion King's face, and he swept past the trembling human races in the corner, and smiled up to the sky: "Sure enough, it's still a pleasure to eat people. After eating these people, these human races, they will be honest!"

Several demon kings on the side laughed wildly at the same time, and then said: "Brother, what do you have to say to this ghost, kill him, and let's continue to eat meat!"

"Haha, what the brothers said is good."

The Scorpion King's gaze sharpened, and he turned to Fa Ming: "Fa Ming, if you are sensible, go and reincarnate quickly. If you continue to entangle here, don't blame me, I will kill you!"

"Ugh"

Faming sighed softly, he knew in his heart that the reason why the demon clan let his spirit go away was not because they felt pity, but because the spirit was basically useless to the demon clan.

It's not as good as the flesh and blood of an ordinary human race, eating it happily.

"Dead thief bald, why are you sighing!"

The Scorpion King turned his gaze and asked in doubt.

"The poor monk is lamenting that he didn't take the precept to kill before he was alive, after all, after death, he still couldn't bear it and gave the precept to kill!"

Fa Ming let out a long sigh, and his figure suddenly turned into a gust of dark wind, drifting towards the Scorpion Demon King.

The Scorpion Demon King's gaze sharpened, and he joined several Demon Kings and rushed forward.

All of a sudden, in the Daxiong Palace, there was a gust of dark wind, and the evil spirit was overflowing. The two sides fought together, and the fight was dark.

Even the dilapidated Daxiong Palace was razed to the ground by the powerful aftermath.

In the end, with the help of the tree demon grandma, Faming beheaded and killed all these demon kings, and all the flesh, blood and soul were captured by the tree demon grandma.

At this time, Fa Ming came to his senses, looked at the corner of the Great Hero Palace, and saw that the few human races just now had died tragically on the spot.

Only one human race remained, dying.

Faming turned into a soul, lifted this person up, and was about to revive him.

The people near Huangpao Mountain all heard the movement of the fight here, and all ran over to check what happened.

"Abbot."

As soon as they saw Fa Ming, the first few human races showed joy, and hurried to Fa Ming, about to bow their heads.

"Ghost. You are a ghost. These people are all you."

The seriously injured man pointed at Fa Ming with bloody fingers, and spoke intermittently.

Before he finished speaking, he died directly.

The leading human race stopped immediately, and looked at Fa Ming suspiciously. After all, they all saw Fa Ming die under the tree demon that day, so why is he alive again now?

You don't know if you don't look at it, but after looking at it, you realize that Faming at this time, under the bright moonlight, has no shadow at all.

"Ghost, you are really a ghost!"

"These people were all killed by you."

The complexions of several human races suddenly turned pale, and they backed away in fright.

"Poor monk."

Fa Ming hesitated to speak, he wanted to say that he did not kill anyone, but these people were indeed injured by the aftermath of his fighting.

Seeing this scene, the human race present immediately became more determined about Fa Ming's murderous behavior.

The gaze that looked at Fa Ming was no longer the gaze of admiration in the past, but with a trace of disgust and fear.

"Ugh"

Fa Ming let out a long sigh, and prepared to float away without further explanation.

At this time, it is unknown who started it, and suddenly someone among the human race cursed: "Monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, everyone can kill them."

The rest of the people also opened their mouths to curse, once Faming was proud of turning this Huangpao Mountain into a paradise for the two races of humans and demons, but now it has become a place for everyone to vent their anger.

"It's you, a bald donkey, who insisted on talking about the equality of humans and monsters, and coaxed us to gather on this Huangpao Mountain, but was wiped out by the monster clan!"

"At that time, I persuaded you not to agree to the request of the scorpion demon, but you just refused to listen!"

"Stupid donkey!"

"If you die, you will die, and you will have the face to come back."

In a word, it doesn't matter what it sounds like, Faming's heart of Buddha is gradually stained with dust in the midst of everyone's scolding.

Sometimes, words are more hurtful and murderous than knives.

As much as Faming hoped, so much was his disappointment.

He has high hopes for himself to establish Lanruo Temple and resolve the fate of the two races of humans and monsters.

But the Scorpion King went from being transformed by him to being cannibal again, but it took only one month.

And when he also killed the Scorpion Demon King, he broke the precept of killing. At this time, the Buddha's heart has been dusted.

And when he saw these human races pointing at his nose and cursing, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Faming couldn't figure out why, since he had sacrificed his life for the peaceful coexistence of the two races, no matter whether they were humans or demons, they had such an attitude towards him.

In an instant, resentment entered his body, and Fa Ming completely turned into a ghost.

The entire Huangpao Mountain was full of Yin energy, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Faming went on a killing spree, and blood flowed like rivers on Huangpao Mountain.

For three days and three nights, on Huangpao Mountain, hundreds of thousands of people were slaughtered.

All the flesh and blood were devoured by the dryad's grandma.

Originally, his cultivation level, which was a bit unstable when he was promoted to Transcendence, has completely stabilized now.

And Faming has completely turned into a ghost slave of the dryad's grandmother.

"Ugh"

He Pingan let out a long sigh and withdrew from the trance. He never thought that Faming's spirit outside had such a tortuous past before he was alive.

(End of this chapter)