165: Ghost monk! Donor, you've come to the wrong place!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!

Streaks of startling lightning suddenly fell from the sky.

Then, a Buddhist mantra slowly sounded.

"Amitabha!"

"Benefactor, you have come to the wrong place today!"

Along with the white lightning, came the harsh words of the Ghost Monk.

Although he had betrayed Fanyin Temple,

for some unknown reason, after several years, returning to this hundred-zhang cliff, he seemed to have once again become a gateway for Fanyin Temple to the outside world.

Anyone who wished to attack Fanyin Temple first had to pass him.

And he,

though not in the Spirit Venerable Realm, possessed a Spirit Emperor Realm cultivation, and had few rivals in the Northern Region.

"Buddhist Dharma, with such a low cultivation Realm, you dare to show it off?"

"Nothing special!"

Yang Yucheng sneered.

When he and Lin Fan were in the Fengyun Sect, their Buddhist Cultivation Technique and the heaven-and-earth anomalies they caused were truly grand.

Indeed!

Unlike this petty Ghost Monk before him.

Having witnessed greater storms and more powerful strengths, the scene before him truly felt like child's play.

However, compared to the Buddhist Cultivation Technique practiced by Yang Yucheng and Lin Fan,

the Buddhist cultivation and Dharma of this Ghost Monk before him were clearly not orthodox.

It exuded a dark Qi everywhere, along with evil and demonic Qi. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a veritable evil Dao.

Especially now, as Yang Yucheng ascended on the spirit boat, looking forward,

this Ghost Monk truly had nothing in common with those of the Buddhist Path.

The Ghost Monk appeared!

He was scantily clad, his yellow kasaya having long become a silk rag, merely draped over him.

His body was covered in thick hair, and on both sides, he was embracing several young women, truly enjoying the blessings of many wives!

This Monk...

was not only an unorthodox and evil practitioner, but also a lecherous Monk filled with lust!

He didn't even know if he ate meat.

If he did, it was likely that the Buddhist precepts had been mostly destroyed by him, which was simply outrageous!

Seeing this, Yang Yucheng's lips curled into a faint smile.

"It seems you are not from Fanyin Temple, so!"

Yang Yucheng sneered, "Then keeping you is useless!"

Yang Yucheng came to Fanyin Temple.

He didn't come to the Heavenly Demon Palace before this, or to other major forces, to kill people.

Why kill?

It not only wasted his energy, but also his time. With this effort, independent cultivation was the Righteous Path.

If it really didn't work,

traveling around as he pleased would not be a waste of time.

From beginning to end, all Yang Yucheng wanted were these cultivation resources.

He had a premonition.

Going to the Upper Three Sects would definitely not be so smooth. To gain a foothold in the Upper Three Sects and Heavenly Soul Sect, he would at least need to Breakthrough to the Spirit Venerable Realm.

The Spirit Emperor Realm was only barely enough.

Yang Yucheng was going to the Heavenly Soul Sect to diligently cultivate, not to suffer there, nor to be used as a resource for others, becoming a stepping stone for them.

He really couldn't get used to such things!

The Ghost Monk chuckled, his expression subtly changing.

He understood the meaning behind Yang Yucheng's words.

Previously,

the news that Yang Yucheng hadn't killed any truly important figures in the Heavenly Demon Palace had naturally reached the Ghost Monk.

And if he wasn't from Fanyin Temple, then his fate...

"I should still be able to escape!"

The Ghost Monk thought to himself.

But just as he was about to fight Yang Yucheng for three rounds!

Suddenly,

True Person Ziyu, the puppet guardian, a Spirit Venerable expert, appeared directly, raising a fist. The sound of wind breaking, a heavy strike, came.

The Physical Body strength of the Spirit Venerable Realm was enough to crush all of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

"Damn it!"

"It's a killing move right from the start. This Yang Yucheng is too dishonorable!"

The Ghost Monk cursed inwardly.

His pupils constricted, and his face was full of ferocity.

He had some confidence in fighting Yang Yucheng for three rounds, but facing a Spirit Venerable Realm expert, even if it was only an Elementary combatant within the Spirit Venerable Realm,

and it was a puppet guardian with not much intelligence, he still couldn't contend with it!

The True Person Ziyu Protector grabbed the Ghost Monk.

The young women beside him were each slapped away with a palm, falling to an unknown place, their lives unknown!

"I am from Fanyin Temple, I am!"

The moment he was caught, the Ghost Monk shouted repeatedly.

His eyes were filled with fear. His small eyes were even more panicked, "You can't kill me? You absolutely can't!"

"Why would I kill you?"

Yang Yucheng didn't make a move.

He took a step, shrinking the distance, and appeared before the Ghost Monk, a faint smile on his face, "You are my good bargaining chip, able to bite off another large piece of fat from Fanyin Temple. How could I bear to let you go?"

The Ghost Monk's heart tightened, but he also felt a bit of relief.

Then, Yang Yucheng used the banner face of the human emperor banner to tightly wrap around the Ghost Monk, binding him.

Escaping was absolutely impossible!

He continued to pilot the spirit boat, flying towards Fanyin Temple.

Approximately half an hour later,

they finally arrived!

...Fanyin Temple!

It was an ancient Buddhist temple, usually bustling with incense. Besides most cultivators, during certain specific times and major festivals, there would also be many mortals.

Some wealthy families and powerful princes would also be fortunate enough to come here.

From these subtle details, one could see the profound status of Fanyin Temple in the Northern Region.

But today,

this ancient Buddhist temple was exceptionally desolate, with no pilgrims in sight, no traces left. The surroundings were filled with an atmosphere of killing intent. Where was the slightest hint of a Buddhist treasure land, with its compassionate and harmonious side?

It was completely the opposite.

"Why aren't you going to knock on the door? This is your territory!"

Yang Yucheng grabbed the Ghost Monk with one hand and, without hesitation, threw him down from the spirit boat!

The Ghost Monk was also a ruthless person.

The moment he landed at Fanyin Temple, he shouted repeatedly.

He also understood.

This was his only value at the moment. If he didn't do as Yang Yucheng said,

Yang Yucheng could take his life with a single move.

His life was at stake.

The dignity of Fanyin Temple could only be temporarily cast aside!

"Abbot, help!"

"Divine Monk, save my life! I, this Monk, have had no achievements over the years, but I have toiled hard."

Fanyin Temple was enveloped by a golden Formation, and the Void Realm above could not be penetrated at all. Even a Spirit Venerable expert would probably have to expend some effort.

It was completely on the same level as the Fengyun Sect's Sect-protecting Formation.

In desperation,

under Yang Yucheng's oppressive gaze, the Ghost Monk could only repeatedly come to the Wutong trees of Fanyin Temple, before the grand temple of the ancient Buddhist temple.

He knelt there, his face full of pleading, shouting non-stop.

But no matter how moving his shouts were, how much they evoked pity,

the Fanyin Temple before him remained tightly shut, paying no attention to him, an outsider to the Sect on the surface.