The strongest ghost-eating system of horror recovery

Wei Yuan looked at Monk Jingshi who was walking slowly in front, and there was a sense of desolation in his back.

"Is the road to becoming a strong person so lonely?"

Looking at his back, Wei Yuan secretly sighed in his heart.

He really admired Monk Jingshi. After the death of his master, he practiced alone to that point, and he had calculated his next life. Such a character is of the top type in terms of heart and talent.

Perhaps the only thing he lacked was resources. If he had a strong backer, he wouldn't be so embarrassed and need help from others.

"Someone is here again."

Qin Ze interrupted Wei Yuan's thoughts, he pointed to the front and said.

Wei Yuan looked forward and saw a vague figure standing in the middle of the road.

He was like a shadow whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Jingshi..." When the black figure saw Monk Jingshi, his words did not show the reverence of the former monk, on the contrary, there was a strong hatred.

"Benefactor Yuan Xu, long time no see." Monk Jing Shi looked at the black shadow with a rare smile on his face.

"Yuan Xu?" Qin Ze was a little surprised when he heard the name.

"What's wrong? Who is this Yuan Xu?" Wei Yuan asked curiously.

"Yuan Xu was a Taoist priest who traveled all over the world. He had no family or sect. He often cheated people everywhere. Several Buddhist disciples were cheated by him. This is not the most disgusting thing." Qin Ze bit He gritted his teeth and said, "This guy also refines corpse puppets."

"Corpse puppet?" Wei Yuan immediately thought of his own puppet when he heard this word.

"Yes, this guy killed people and made puppets from the corpses left behind by the other party. Several ghost masters in our Ghost Manufacturing Bureau suffered from it."

"I've been besieging this guy before, but every time I let him run away. A year ago, he lost his voice, and no one was killed by him again. I didn't expect this guy to turn into such a ghost."

Qin Ze looked at Yuan Xu with pleasure in his eyes. It was obvious that he wished to cut the person who killed him into pieces.

Wei Yuan glanced at Yuan Xu, feeling the malice in the other party.

You glanced at the smiling Monk Jingshi, and suddenly understood.

"It seems that this guy wanted to cheat Monk Jingshi back then, but he didn't expect that Monk Jingshi turned him into this look."

The more he got to know Monk Jingshi Wei Yuan, the more he felt terrible. Even Yuan Xu was cheated so badly by him, which shows how deep Monk Jingshi's old coins are.

The most important thing is that no one has reported bad things about Monk Jingshi. There are only two possibilities in this situation. Either all the insiders were cheated to death by Monk Jingshi, or the person concerned did not know that he was cheated.

No matter what the situation is, Wei Yuan feels that Monk Jingshi is extremely terrifying. Fortunately, he is just a remnant soul and will be reincarnated soon, otherwise Wei Yuan can't imagine how terrifying it would be for such a person to survive.

"Hahahaha, Jing Shi, you also have today." Yuan Xu laughed, with strong hatred and a kind of revenge in his laughter, "You made me look like this a year ago, I miss you every day. Tear you into pieces, fortunately the heavens have eyes, you will still suffer the consequences after all, hahaha."

Accompanied by his wild laughter, slightly decomposed corpses continued to emerge from the nearby forest.

There are wisps of faint black mist on them, and these black mist make them move more quickly, unlike the slow-moving walking corpses in European and American zombie movies.

"Since heaven gave me a chance to take revenge, I will definitely treat you well!"

Yuan Xu looked at Jing Shi, and the excitement in his eyes was about to overflow.

After waiting for a year, he finally got the chance to kill his enemy.

"Why is Benefactor Yuan Xu so angry?" Monk Jingshi smiled even more happily. He looked at the walking corpses rushing towards him with a smile on his face that didn't diminish.

"Hehehe, when did you return you for you?" Yuan Xu looked at Monk Jingshi with a sneer and said, he knew that Jingshi's strength is not as good as he is now.

"Although the poor monk's Buddhist power is not enough, but the poor monk..." Monk Jing Shi slowly lowered his hands, and then put his hands together in a strange gesture, "There is still Taoism!"

"town!"

An angry shout came out of his mouth, in his hands, streaks of black and white continued to flow, and strange energy burst out from his hands.

The corpse puppets were impacted by this energy, the black mist on their bodies faded a lot, and their movements became slower.

"This!"

Yuan Xu was terrified, what's going on!

"Buddhist and Taoist weekends!"

Qin Ze looked at Monk Jingshi's handprints and the streams of energy in shock, which was clearly the method of Taoism.

Wei Yuan also opened his mouth wide, this clean stone...is simply a template for the protagonist, this terrifying talent is beyond heaven.

At this time, the black mist gradually faded under the Taoist method of Monk Jingshi until it disappeared.

Monk Jingshi removed the fingerprints and put his hands together again.

Looking calmly at the petrified Yuan Xu ahead,
"Back then, I met a Taoist friend who taught some Taoism. Although the poor monk is not wise and cannot learn deeply, he still knows a little bit."

Wei Yuan and the two grinned, this is called knowing a little bit, but they don't know a thing or two about how many Taoist disciples there are today.

"Benefactor Yuan Xu, you are tired."

Monk Jingshi looked at Yuan Xu and said quietly.

When Yuan Xu heard what Monk Jingshi said, he felt bad, and turned around to run away.

But before he could get far away, a golden light penetrated his chest.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Monk Jingshi. The coldness in the other person's eyes gave him a chill from the bottom of his heart. Why did he provoke such a person back then!
Seeing Yuan Xu's figure dissipate, Wei Yuan was a little afraid to say: "Is this dead?"

This is the first time he has seen Monk Jing Shi so decisively kill him.

Qin Ze glanced at him, and said: "This Yuan Xu took human life to make a corpse puppet, even if Monk Jingshi didn't kill me, I would kill him. Such a disaster, everyone will punish him!"

"However..." Qin Ze looked around solemnly with both eyes, "I am afraid that Yuan Xu's appearance here must have been operated by someone with a heart behind him. I don't know which one is so bold as to dare to use Yuan Xu."

Monk Jingshi continued to walk forward slowly, that slow but firm pace gave people a feeling of invincibility.

Although Wei Yuan and the others were curious about who used Yuan Xu, the most important thing right now was to send Monk Jingshi to where he was, and they didn't have time to stay longer, so they continued to follow Monk Jingshi.

Not long after the three of them left, among the walking corpses staying in place, six corpses suddenly had red eyes, their figures began to swell, and their skin began to turn black, reflecting a black copper-colored light in the sun.

A withered figure with a complete human head and body appeared in the middle of the road. It pointed to the forest, and the six changed walking corpses obediently sank into the forest and disappeared.

Then the strange figure also entered the mountain forest, leaving only a few dead walking corpses in place.

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"How far is it from here?" Qin Ze looked at Wei Yuan and asked.

"It's almost here, two kilometers." Wei Yuan took out a special communication phone, looked at the satellite positioning system and said.

They had dealt with a few more enemies on the way just now, but they didn't relax in the slightest. They knew that the further they went in, the more terrifying the strength of the enemies inside would be.

Sure enough, before the three of them had gone far, they saw a group of monks in white robes at the corner ahead.

But they carry a strong evil spirit, not like ordinary monks with a peaceful atmosphere.

"Esoteric Buddhism." Monk Jing Shi looked at them and gently revealed their identities.

When the group of Tantric monks saw the three monks approaching, they all drew a long knife from their backs and pointed at the three of them.

The leader was a black, thin and strong man, he looked at the three monks Jingshi coldly, his eyes were like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep.

"You are that Jingshi?" He looked at Jingshi with disdain in his tone.

"The poor monk is Jing Shi, may I ask the name of my nephew?" Monk Jing Shi smiled slightly, and his tone was calm, but when he asked the person's name, he called him his nephew.

When the man heard the word master nephew, he was really angry, his eyes were a little red, but he thought of the master's instruction, so he endured it and replied in a dull voice:
"I, Duka."

Immediately afterwards, he said again: "Jingshi, our master has invited you, please come with us for the sake of saving face."

Slowly reluctant in his tone, obviously he looked down on Monk Jingshi, if it wasn't for his master who insisted on letting him do it, who would bow his head to a Zen person.

They believe that Tantric Buddhism is the only disciple of the true Buddha in the world, and the Buddha of Zen Buddhism is just a false Buddha, so they have always looked down upon Zen Buddhists.

"Then it depends on whether my nephew invites the poor monk." Monk Jingshi met Duka's eyes calmly, and there seemed to be endless evil spirits in those deep eyes, which made Duka afraid to look directly .

But soon, he became angry from embarrassment, and he was actually frightened by a Zen monk.

"excuse me!"

He let out a stern whistle, gripped the long knife tightly with both hands, and slashed at Monk Jingshi.

A group of Tantric disciples behind them also raised their knives and surrounded the three of them.

Monk Jingshi turned sideways slightly, and Duka's knife was dodged by him, and he almost brushed his hair.

"Ding!"

The knife slashed fiercely on the cement road, cutting a spider web-like crack with terrifying force.

"drink!"

Seeing that the knife was missed, Duka wanted to raise the knife and strike at Monk Jingshi horizontally.

But one foot stepped on the back of the knife fiercely, making the blade that had just been raised stick tightly to the ground again.

Duka only felt his mouth go numb, and the huge force made the handle of the knife in his hand fly out involuntarily.

He himself was shocked back a few steps by this force. He looked at his trembling hands and the Jingshi stepping on his weapon.

"you……"

He looked at Monk Jingshi with some shock. Tantric people would get rare herbal baths to strengthen their muscles and bones when they were young, and they would exercise every day. Often a [-] or [-]-year-old Tantric disciple could fight and kill a lone wolf.

Moreover, as the elder brother of this generation, his strength is far greater than that of ordinary people, and he can easily lift a weight of several hundred catties with one hand.

But in front of this indifferent monk, the huge power he was usually proud of fell into an absolute disadvantage. This huge contrast made him unable to accept it for a while.

And on the other side, his junior brother and the others...

Wei Yuan kicked a Tantric disciple flying, and the other party fell to the ground and passed out after spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.

This was already the third esoteric disciple he had knocked out, and the tantric disciples around him looked at him with a kind of fear in their eyes.

And Qin Ze's side is similar, they can solve one in two or three strokes.

Soon, the two knocked down all the Tantric disciples surrounding them to the ground.

For a while, the esoteric side that originally had the superiority in numbers was left with only one big brother Duka with a confused face.

"This..." He was a little numb. Why are Zen disciples and Central Plains people so fierce, but he and others look weak.

"Nephew Duka, practice hard." Monk Jingshi patted him on the shoulder as he passed by him, encouraging him.

This encouragement sounded like a mockery to Duka, mocking himself for being too weak.

"Jingshi!" He roared angrily, causing all three of them to look back at him.

His eyes were red, and he took out a crumpled talisman from his pocket with his left hand.

Some scriptures were carved on the talisman paper with bright red blood, and Duka swallowed it directly.

"People of Tantric Buddhism have fought against wolves since childhood."

After Duka swallowed the talisman, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

"Therefore, the physique of Tantric disciples is far stronger than those of you pampered people."

"Today, I will let you see what is... the real... Esoteric Buddhism!"

As the last words came out of his mouth, his figure swelled violently, and he kept making "click" sounds like branches being crushed.

The clothes on his body were also crushed by the suddenly enlarged figure. Duka's strong muscles and his current height of more than two meters made him feel particularly oppressive.

"Good." Monk Jingshi just smiled, turned around and greeted Duka.

"Clean stone!"

After the transformation, Duka seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared and ran towards Monk Jingshi.

Every step he took made a footprint on the concrete floor under his feet, and there was no crack around the footprint, which showed that he controlled his strength very well. Today's Duka is like a terrifying fighting machine.

Accurate, powerful, proficient in the art of fighting!

Duka raised his fist and swung it towards Monk Jingshi's head, trying to smash his head.

"boom!"

A fist that looked a little petite compared to Duka's fist met Duka's punch. Although it looked petite, it firmly stopped the terrifying punch.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze, and both of them fell into a frozen situation.

The two of them remained in a fist-to-fist position as if they were frozen.

But if you look closely, you will find that the bodies of both of them are shaking slightly.

This is the performance of the two of them constantly using their own strength to force their fists, and the two intend to determine the outcome with one punch.

This situation froze for about 1 minute. Monk Jingshi suddenly withdrew his fist, his face turned pale, and he took several steps back.

"Losing?" Wei Yuan and the two were surprised.

But soon, Duka gave them the answer.

Duka was still in the original posture, and the fist was still frozen in the air.

Suddenly, Duka closed his eyes, and the whole figure fell to the ground like soft mud, his momentum plummeted, and his body shrank rapidly!
With this punch, Duka lost!