Several lamas are in the Qi refining stage, only one or two levels. To Song Heqing, they are no different from ordinary people.
As for the so-called magic weapon used for binding, it is even more funny. He can get rid of it with just a thought.
He wanted to see what kind of medicine these people were selling.
The "weak" Song Heqing was pushed into a small dark room.
It was full of young and beautiful boys and girls.
Seeing the new arrival, they were slightly surprised for a moment, and then their eyes returned to deathly silence.
Song Heqing consciously found a place to sit down. A young man next to him was curious and came over to ask him:
"Brother, judging from your appearance, you are not a local. How could you be caught here?"
"I was traveling here and was captured by these lamas for no apparent reason."
The young man nodded:
"I see, I don't know where it will send us."
Song Heqing could tell at a glance that the young man in front of him was a monk, and his cultivation level was much better than those of the lamas. He was probably at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
The pure essence in his body should be a Taoist disciple.
I just don't know what he is here for.
Not long after, a group of them were pushed by the lama and got into a carriage.
The horses pulling the cart were still spiritual beasts. When Song Heqing approached, the horses were so frightened that they started to move around.
"Xu..."
"What's the matter?"
"The horses suddenly frightened."
"Don't worry about it and leave quickly to avoid punishment from the elders."
Song Heqing and the others arrived at their destination while still wandering.
After getting off the bus, what came into view was a large temple.
The architecture is majestic and there is an endless stream of lamas coming and going.
Song Heqing and the others were taken in, and after a lot of twists and turns, they arrived at their destination.
"Amitabha, elder, we have been brought here."
"Okay, please step back."
This was a remote part of the monastery. The lama who brought them here obeyed the instructions and turned around to leave.
His steps were even faster than when he came, as if there was some savage beast in the room.
"Squeak~"
The door opened automatically, revealing a scene filled with incense and a lama sitting with his back to them.
Song Heqing found that the boy beside him was trembling.
Sure enough, the figure moved.
Disappear in place.
When he appeared again, he had already pinched the young man's neck.
This is an old lama, or skeleton.
His face was completely fleshless, as if a layer of skin had been wrapped around the bones.
The two eyes are bulging and dull, staring at them for a long time makes people feel scared.
His cultivation level was at the Golden Core stage, and in Song Heqing's opinion, there was something wrong with his aura.
A hoarse voice sounded, as if there was a blockage of phlegm in the throat:
"A little mouse, from Baiyun Temple again?"
The young man knew that he was bound to die, so he smashed the jar and cursed:
"Young Master is from Baiyun Temple. You are a demon who practices evil arts and harms living beings. Sooner or later you will receive retribution!"
"Hehehehe... A mere kid in the Qi refining stage dares to come to my place alone. He really doesn't know whether to live or die."
"My master will definitely avenge me."
The lama dragged him towards the house, and the boy didn't even have the ability to resist:
"Don't worry about your master. How dare he come to my Tantric School to cause trouble in the Golden Core Stage? The boy who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage before is also from Baiyun Temple."
Hearing this, the young man struggled:
"What did you do to my senior brother?"
"Hehehe... What's the matter? Naturally, I have to dismantle his bones and make them into magic tools. I need a magic bowl recently, so I'll use your head."
At this time Song Heqing suddenly interrupted:
"Master wants the Dharma bowl, why didn't you tell me?"
The lama stopped, turned around, and then looked directly at Song Heqing.
A lustful light suddenly appeared in his eyes:
"It's a pity that he is a man, but... the poor monk has never made a man's flesh lotus flower."
9527: "Host, what is the Flesh Lotus?"
"Children, stop asking."
The lama suddenly put the boy down, and he was thrown heavily to the ground, causing a cloud of dust.
The old lama walked up to Song Heqing with an obsessed look on his face and carefully described his features.
"Your skin is so beautiful. It's really a sin. The poor monk will definitely peel it off and cook it properly."
"Gulu gulu..."
The old lama's expression changed:
"What's the sound?"
Song Heqing looked down at his stomach and said:
"It's the sound of hunger in my belly. I haven't eaten for a long time."
This scene is really funny.
The old lama has seen people crying, shouting, running, making trouble, and even excrement and urine.
It was my first time to see such a person who was still worried about being hungry before he died.
He asked subconsciously:
"How much?"
"Five hundred years!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Heqing suddenly opened his mouth wide and swallowed the old lama whole.
The other party didn't even have time to react before he became Song Heqing's prey.
The transformation stage digests a golden elixir stage without any pressure.
9527: "Host, don't eat any mess!"
Everyone present was stunned.
"monster……"
Song Heqing looked around, and the vertical pupils that appeared frightened them into silence.
When the young man saw this, he stared at him blankly. Song Heqing didn't stop, turned around, opened the door, and walked out.
Looking at the huge Tantric temple, Song Heqing licked his lips, a strange green light flashing in his vertical pupils:
"So hungry."
This time, he had the innate ability to see Qi and could clearly see the blood evil power in each monk.
The whole temple is full of walking blood food, which is enough to replenish his consumption in the formation.
With a sudden change, Song Heqing instantly transformed into a snow-white python and shuttled through the temple.
All the sinful people he targeted were swallowed into his belly.
Soon, huge movement attracted the experts from the temple.
"Where is the evil snake, how dare you cause trouble in our Tantric Sect!"
These are all masters of the Golden Core stage, basically the backbone of a sect.
There were about forty people.
It is considered a considerable force, after all, it is one of the seven Buddhist sects in Xizhou.
Song Heqing discovered that most of these people had evil powers.
It may be related to their cultivation methods.
Great, then there’s no need to be picky about food and just start eating.
These golden elixir stage masters found that no matter how they used their special skills, they could not harm the white giant python at all.
Not even a single scale fell off.
Gradually, more and more masters at the golden elixir stage died in the snake's belly.
The living people are also starting to think about quitting:
What a monster is this!
You can obviously not detect the demonic aura, but it is so strong.
Just when Song Heqing was conducting CD activities, three Nascent Soul monks finally arrived.
They should be the highest combat power of the Tantric Sect.
The levels of this world are Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Pill, Nascent Soul, and the highest level is Spirit Transformation.
Buddhism has the least amount of gods overall.
So there should be no god-transforming monks in this family.
The three Nascent Souls knew that they were going to have a hard time today, and they might have to destroy the family.
So he opened his mouth and said:
"Fellow Taoist, I wonder why you are embarrassing my Tantra?"
Song Heqing didn't even think about it:
"I'm hungry."
The three Nascent Souls looked at each other, what's the reason?
Song Heqing chuckled and spat out the long snake letter:
"Just now it was appetizers, now it's three main courses."
The three people's faces darkened:
"You evildoer, you speak arrogant words, I will ask you to go to the Buddha to repent today!"
They took out their magic weapons and surrounded him with great force.
