Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 258. The Immortal Vortex

In any case, Lan En has already found a way to kill [Insect Possession].

Although this method is not economical and not long-lasting, it is better to split up and find Undead Slash to be safer.

It's not that Lan En looked down on Kurokata Tanuki's ability as a ninja, but Xianfeng Temple is a large Japanese temple that can be regarded as a military fortress.

It is also a monk temple where everyone practices martial arts.

Now Kurokasa is cleaning up the ninjas not far from Lan En.
The ghost knows how many places in this temple that is already like a devil's cave, he, the ninja leader, doesn't know?

According to rumors, Master Xianfeng was a person who existed when Xianfeng Temple was first built. He must have a much deeper understanding of this temple than Hei Li.

And just as the demon hunter and the ninja were about to walk out of the side hall and continue to explore inside, there was the sound of heavy armor stamping on the ground behind them.

The two looked behind together, just in time to see a tall, thin and majestic figure coming out of the corner.

Is it the armored Nanman who was suppressed by him, and there is another Wei Ming Yixin wearing a tengu mask?
The witcher froze for a moment, then came to his senses.

Wei Mingyi's official status does not allow him to do anything to Xianfeng Temple, but it would be too shameful for a swordsman who can be called a "Sword Master" to be bound by such things as official status.

Wear a mask that hides your identity, or represents your private identity, and then come out to kill people.

You say I am Yixin Weiming?
Wouldn't it be better to hack you to death?

This is probably the brain circuit of [Sword Master].

"Master Yixin." Lan En nodded to him, "I didn't expect you to come here too."

The witcher revealed his identity without much hesitation.

After all, no one here cares about his official status.

The skinny old man nodded indifferently: "Break into Xianfeng Temple and make a big fuss. Well, I fantasized about this when I was young. I didn't expect to be so old that I was about to die, but there was a chance to realize it. Thanks to you , boy."

"As for this guy"

Wei Ming tilted his sword hilt with all his heart, and pointed to the armored Nanman beside him.

"Don't expect to be able to communicate with him anymore. I guess he will burn out after breaking into Xianfeng Temple this time."

Old Robert is neither speaking nor moving at all, like an empty armor.

That feeling reminded Lan En of the first meeting with the black hat raccoon at Longquan River.

A feeling that the heart has died.

Lane frowned slightly.

"Master Yixin, I didn't want him to see these scenes. At least he still has something to look forward to in his future life."

"I know you have a kind heart, Lan En. But you don't know as much as I do about this kind of people. For them, the meaning of revenge is far greater than the future life."

Wei Ming's single-minded voice sounded like he didn't care about old Robert's state at first.

But after tasting it carefully, there is a feeling of recalling the past regrets that have been relieved.

Is it a story from a war?

Lan En thought silently, only in the cruelest social activities of human beings can he meet all kinds of strange people and things.

Wei Mingxin is a person who has led the war, and he has met many more people than Lan En.

The demon hunter no longer refuted him, and acquiesced in the decision to let the armored Nanman, who was more sad than heartbroken, join in.

Among the four, the armored Nanman, who had just started guarding the wooden bridge of Xianfeng Temple, was the most impatient.

Immediately, he walked past Lan En and walked deeper towards the Xianfeng Temple outside the side hall.

When passing by Lan En, the witcher vaguely heard a 'thank you' through the muffled sound of metal.

The witcher didn't turn his head to look at the man in the heavy armor.

He didn't know whether the "thank you" was because he had exposed the lie of Xianfeng Temple, or because he didn't want the father who lost his child to get involved in the first place.

But in short, Lan En now clearly felt that the other party really didn't care about anything except revenge.

"The rest of the way is to attack."

Lan En shook his head, and after gathering his thoughts, he said as he walked.

"The people of Xianfeng Temple have repaired their brains by cultivating immortal bodies. They gave up the defense of the temple, and also gave up the weapons and equipment used for defense. It is estimated that they all replaced it with research funds."

Saying that, Lan En nodded to the black hat raccoon.This information was confirmed by him.

The black hat nodded: "I confirm that this temple, which was originally able to withstand the siege of the army, now has only manpower as the means of defense."

Wei Ming rested his wrist on the handle of the knife at his waist and walked with ease.

"Haha! That's really what I like. If we are really facing a well-protected fortress, our swords may not be as effective as this ninja. If it's just a human, haha, I will definitely be able to chop it to my heart's content!"

"Don't be careless, my lord Yixin." The demon hunter was in a very rational state at this time. "Even if Kurokasa intercepted and killed many ninjas, the killing of these ninjas is itself a kind of news. There will be no small-scale encounters like the one on the mountain road that can catch the opponent by surprise. There will be no more in the future."

"Isn't that better, Lane?"

Under the red tengu mask, Wei Ming's voice is inexplicably reminiscent of a thin smiling face.

The smile on that smiling face was sharp and bloody.

"Aren't we here just to kill people? The swarming enemies are much easier than us looking for them."

"Indeed." Lan En's blunt answer made Wei Ming slightly taken aback, "So, you should be careful about your old body. Excessive excitement can induce cardiovascular disease."

"Eh haha! You are really interesting, Lan En!"

Wei Ming's single-minded and heroic laughter didn't seem to come from that skinny and sickly body.

And in the 33 halls in the deepest part of Xianfeng Temple, the Instant Buddha, who is wearing a tender green monk robe and shows an unusual identity, is reciting scriptures in a low voice in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall.

His physical condition is no better than that of ordinary Buddhas.From the cracks in the dry and broken skin, fibrotic muscles and centipedes can still be seen.

In the main hall that was supposed to be spotless and resplendent to show the magnificence of Buddhism, now centipedes, grasshoppers, dust, and dirty things are left unattended.

How can the illusory Buddhist principles compare to the immortality that seeing is believing?

A tall ninja wearing a straw hat and holding a double-headed naginata came in from outside the main hall. He didn't seem to feel anything strange, and bowed respectfully to the Buddha in green robes.

"Master, someone broke into the temple. I will go to stop it."

After finishing speaking, the ninja left without waiting for the 'Master' to express his opinion.

Only the dry and stiff vocal cords of the instant Buddha were left behind.

"Are... a few human lives? My Buddha, please be merciful."

From what he meant, it seemed that he didn't want to kill more people.

But the monks who are already obsessed with the immortal body will not stop because of the mere "Master's decree".

Immortality will distort the way people live.

This isn't just a problem for the undead.And those who desire immortality, the vortex of struggle rolled up by their desires.

Once infected with the 'immortal body', where will the development of things go among the emotions of longing, fear, hope, and rejection.It is completely out of the question of personal interference.

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