Chapter 12: A heart-wrenching murder

The spider web wrapped around the phantom of the golden bell. Master Fashan suddenly felt that the mana consumption of maintaining the immovable Tathagata Mantra increased significantly. He immediately concluded that the strange spider web had the wonderful property of absorbing mana.

The spider web absorbed magical power, just like a vine absorbing nutrients, and it grew rapidly. Countless spider silk threads floated in the wind and grew longer. Soon, the large forest where he was was shrouded in a sea of spider silk like a white gauze.

Only then did Fashan see clearly through the phantom of the golden bell that countless tiny spiders were climbing in the spider web. They differentiated and grew under the nourishment of the golden bell's magic power, and continued to weave new webs, expanding the coverage of the spider web and hatching more small spiders.

When the entire forest was covered by spider webs, the sound of Master Fashan's chanting, like the mighty bell, could no longer be transmitted and spread. The sound waves and the fluctuations of magic power were completely absorbed by the thick spider silk.

What kind of weird magic is this?
Master Fashan was very disappointed. He thought that time was on his side, but he was blocked by the spider web magic. Even if he roared like a lion until his throat was broken, no fellow Buddhist would come to save him!
The spider web continuously absorbed his magical power, giving birth to small spiders to expand the coverage of the web. Even if the absorption speed was not fast, it would be able to absorb it all sooner or later and break the Immovable Tathagata Mantra, which was said to be unbreakable by those below the level of immortals.

Rather than waiting to die, it is better to give it a try. Fashan gritted his teeth and withdrew the golden bell condensed by the Immovable Tathagata Mantra. He was about to cast the Buddha's Wrath Fire Mantra to burn the spider webs specifically, but the spider webs wrapped around him seemed to have intelligence, and countless small spiders, mosquitoes and flies swooped down at him at the same time like bloodthirsty spiders.

The spread spider web veil suddenly rebounded and gathered, wrapping Fashan tightly. When the spider web was approaching Fashan, he realized the power of this sorcery. With the golden bell of the Immovable Tathagata Mantra blocking him, the speed of absorbing magic power was not fast. The spider web directly touched Fashan's body, and the magic power contained in his body poured out like a flood.

Spider silk is extremely resilient, tougher than steel wire and iron chains. It is also sticky and elastic. Even if Master Haishan uses the power of a lion and an elephant in his arms, he cannot tear it apart.

Countless small spiders climbed and bit him, making him feel sore and weak, as if he had become a moth that hit a spider web. The more he struggled, the tighter he became.

……

After a long time, the human-shaped cocoon formed by the spider web on the ground struggled increasingly weaker, and only occasionally squirmed twice, indicating that there was a living creature wrapped inside.

A hole appeared in the ground and He Lingyun crawled out of it. Jian Erling in the air also slowly descended and opened a vector nozzle dozens of feet above her head, spraying water that floated in the air.

"Bah ah..."

Spitting out a mouthful of dirt, He Lingyun twisted his waist, first reaching out to rub his lumbar vertebrae which were sore from lying like earthworms on the ground too frequently, and then quickly cast a dust-avoiding spell on himself, using his spiritual power to clear away the sand and dirt on his body.

She didn't practice the earth escape technique diligently on weekdays, so this time she tried to practice at the last minute and inevitably ended up in a mess.

Looking at the vicious monk who was entangled in the spider web into a cocoon and unable to move, she did not feel any joy of victory, because she would be forced to commit the first murder in Hesheng's 200 years.

The teachings of the Lishan Immortal Sect's masters over the past century have long been deeply engraved in my heart.

Killing people, the one who was killed was a righteous monk, or a disciple of the great bodhisattva of Buddhism that Lishan Laomu wanted to befriend...

Each one of them violated He Lingyun's three views. It was like forcing a gun on an ordinary high school girl and asking her to shoot and kill the son of a local gangster.

Her state of mind at this moment was just like that of the girl trembling with the gun in her hand. Her heart had long been filled with fear and confusion. Even though she knew that if the gun was not fired, what awaited her would still be the brutal revenge of the gangster's son, she could not pull the trigger no matter what.

"Dao... Daoist friend..."

He Lingyun approached the spider web cocoon with a bitter face, rubbing his hands and said awkwardly: "You may not believe it when I tell you this, but I am a disciple of the Lishan Immortal Sect, and a righteous cultivator like you. Even though there were some misunderstandings before, I never had the idea of seeking revenge. I was deceived and forced by the villain, so I had no choice..."

"Stand still!"

Before he could walk to the spider web and explain himself, he heard Wen Rui's harsh scolding from behind. He Lingyun's body suddenly stiffened like a wilted chicken, but he kept silent and stopped.

Another hole appeared in the ground behind her, and Wen Rui emerged.

Wen Rui spat out a mouthful of sand, patted his head with one hand, and took out a strange object from his arms with the other hand.

The object looked like a bent iron pipe. Wen Rui held one end of the handle of the iron pipe and pointed the mouth of the pipe at the spider web cocoon. As he shook his hand, flames spewed out of the mouth of the pipe, followed by three explosions.

Three small holes suddenly appeared on the chest of the human-shaped cocoon, and a muffled groan came from within the cocoon.

After shooting the vicious monk three times with a strange object, Wen Rui did not get close to Jianzi. He put away the bent iron pipe, took out a single-piece transparent eye mask that could be hung on the side of the ear and put it on.

After looking at the human cocoon through the blindfold for a while, Wen Rui nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead."

"Ugh?"

He Lingyun had no idea what Wen Rui's actions meant. He tilted his head with a look of surprise, then followed Wen Rui step by step.

Wen Rui was too lazy to explain to her. He strode forward to the human cocoon, took out a glass bottle from his arms, and poured the liquid in the bottle onto the human cocoon.

The spider web immediately melted and decomposed when it came into contact with the liquid. Countless small spiders fled from the broken cocoons, as if they were very afraid of being contaminated by the unknown liquid.

The Dharma body of Master Fashan was revealed at this time. Three scorpion-tail needles were nailed on his chest in a triangular shape. The places where the needles had pierced were already red and swollen. His handsome and resolute face kept twitching slightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

He Lingyun noticed that Fashan was holding a demon-subduing pestle tightly in his hand, and the three-edged tip of the pestle was faintly glowing with golden light. It was obvious that a great Buddhist power had just been infused into it, but it was gradually dissipating now. She then understood why Senior Brother Wen had shouted to stop her. If he hadn't stopped her, and she had rushed forward rashly, the demon-subduing pestle would have probably pierced her heart.

"It is indeed a good thing found in Pansi Cave and Pipa Cave. It has an outstanding effect in restraining Buddhist disciples."

Wen Rui showed a smug look on his face, and explained to He Lingyun as if showing off:

"The spider web bomb was obtained in exchange for the seven sisters of the Pansi Cave. If it is caught in their natal spider web, let alone the disciple of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, even the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha, Tianpeng and Juanlian Divine General of the Heavenly Palace, will have their Buddha power and magic power melted away, and they will be tied up like a human cocoon and unable to move."

"The inverted horse pile scorpion poison needle was given to me by Pipa, the little sister of Pipa Cave. The scorpion poison is even more powerful. If Tathagata himself was poisoned, he would scream in pain!"

Pansi hole?
Pipa Cave?
He Lingyun felt that the place name mentioned by Wen Rui sounded familiar. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized and blurted out:

"Isn't that the location of the notorious demon cave in Xiniu Hezhou? The elders in the sect often teach the sisters who go out for training to stay away from it, otherwise they will be abducted by the demon king in the cave and their blood and flesh will be sucked dry..."

"It's just alarmist talk. Your master is also teaching nonsense. He is instigating Jiejiao disciples not to befriend demon cultivators and go against Jiejiao's teachings. This is simply betraying the master and destroying the ancestors."

Wen Rui waved his hand and said, "Give them some fashionable new Taoist robes, some perfume, desserts, milk tea, and kawaii dolls, and I will be treated like a distinguished guest. They are looking forward to it day and night, begging me to come and sell their products. Pansi Cave is the largest supplier of spider silk textile raw materials for our Jinling Sect, and Pipa Cave is the largest supplier of poison needle ammunition. The two sides have formed a long-term and stable trade partnership."

"correct!"

Wen Rui seemed to have thought of something, and turned to He Lingyun and asked, "Spider silk and scorpion venom are the innate magical powers that those demon sisters mutated when they transformed. They all have the magical effect of naturally restraining the power of immortals and Buddhas regardless of their realm. They are rare items derived from the creation of heaven and earth. You are also a fairy crane incarnation, so don't you have any innate magical powers? Brother, you can buy them for a high price!"

He Lingyun was startled, lowered his head to look at his own pair of slender thighs, and whispered: "When I transformed, I did feel that I could awaken an innate magical power. When I was a crane, I relied on a pair of strong crane legs to fight snakes and foxes. So I concentrated the power of transformation on my legs and obtained the innate magical power of Crane Dance..."

"Is that the same move you used when you were beaten and jumped around to escape?"

"Uh, yes..."

"Tsk..." Wen Rui clicked his tongue lightly and sighed slightly: "It's okay, at least it's fun."

He Lingyun was so ashamed that he wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground. The innate magical power of other people's transformed monsters could ignore the realm and kill gods and Buddhas, but his own innate magical power was not as useful as crawling into a crack in the ground. The gap was too big.

Although he had been threatened by Wen Rui before, He Lingyun felt no hatred towards this weird senior brother at this moment. Instead, he felt a little awe and fear.

Firstly, although the elder brother's words were cruel, the truth was very realistic. He Lingyun was just simple, but not stupid, and could think it through. If she was soft-hearted and let the evil monk go, the fate she had in mind would be what the elder brother said, and she would die and fall into the hell of endless suffering.

Secondly, her senior brother's cultivation level was obviously far inferior to hers, but she always felt that her senior brother had countless hidden tricks and was extremely cunning. Even if he didn't have a high level of cultivation, he had at least seven ways to kill her, a young girl who had just stepped out of the mountain gate.

Wen Rui did not take Master Fashan lying on the ground seriously, nor was he in a hurry. He spoke with He Lingyun in a very relaxed tone for a long time before he turned around and bent down to speak to Master Haishan.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist. We just chatted for a while. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

This was the first time that Fashan met Wen Rui. Before this, Wen Rui was extremely skilled at escaping underground, and his cultivation was very low, so he could hardly emit any spiritual energy fluctuations. The monk only saw He Lingyun, but was completely unaware of his existence.

The severe pain from the scorpion's tail needle made it impossible for him to concentrate, and he couldn't even speak. He could only glare with gritted teeth.

"Oh, I almost forgot. This poison needle is too strong to stimulate nerves. It is designed to break the strong faith of Buddhism. Even Tathagata cannot bear it. I am afraid that you have no distracting thoughts except pain at this moment, and you can't even speak."

As he spoke, Wen Rui slapped his head, took out a syringe from his arms, and injected the medicine into the place where Fashan was pierced by the needle.

The potion reduced Fashan's pain, but he lost strength all over his body, and felt extremely sore and tired for a while. I don't know where this innate magical poison came from.

He forced himself to sit up and endure the severe pain, saying in a cold voice: "Who are you? You are obviously a human, but you are with evildoers. You must be an alien demon! I was tricked by you two evil men and women. It is also my fate. There is no point in saying more. Hurry up and act!"

"I understand your feelings. As a Buddhist disciple, you have a connection with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld. If your main account fails, you will be anxious to die and reincarnate into a new account. I know you are anxious, but please don't be anxious yet."

"I will definitely kill you. Even if the Buddha comes, it won't help. I said that."

Wen Rui said to him sincerely, "But everyone will die one day, some are lighter than a feather, some are heavier than a mountain. It's rare for you to die, so your death should at least have some scientific value. I have a research project that requires your cooperation in an experiment. If this research is successful, it will be a win-win situation for both you and me."

"Ha ha……"

Master Fashan was so angry that he laughed: "You monster, if you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to torture this stinking body, then do as you please. Just use whatever means you have."

"Oh, you misunderstood me. It's also my fault for using the wrong words. You can't say 'kill' to a Buddhist."

Wen Rui bowed his hands repeatedly and said apologetically: "To say that I want to 'save' you, make you 'awaken', help you 'liberate', and help you 'attain the fruit', in short, it means that you will die with a sincere heart. Your spirit in heaven may even thank me!"

(End of this chapter)

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