Chapter 1292: A Series of Tricks
These reincarnations, like chess pieces played by fate, step by step into the abyss of becoming demons.
Their minds have gradually been twisted in the endless reincarnation, and evil thoughts have grown like weeds, eventually achieving their demonic bodies and appearances.
The blood demon, with its bloodthirsty mania, regards living beings as playthings; the corpse demon controls the decaying corpses and weaves the music of death; the sky demon controls people's hearts with spiritual power, allowing fear and despair to spread.
Although they have their own strengths in ability, in essence, they all fall into the devil's way because of uncontrollable evil thoughts, becoming a catastrophe in the world.
The laughter of the black Rakshasa echoed in the sky above Hangzhou City. It was a laughter full of pride and madness, as if he had foreseen the coming of this chaos and enjoyed it.
"I want the human world to be full of demons!"
In Hangzhou City, this evil force spread rapidly like a plague.
The reincarnations were like wild beasts that had lost their reason, wantonly releasing the evil thoughts in their hearts.
Some of them devoured their own kind in order to enhance their strength; others plundered and committed all kinds of evil to satisfy their twisted desires.
Hangzhou, a place with a long history and picturesque scenery, turned into a hell on earth overnight. Cries, screams, and desperate cries intertwined to form a heartbreaking picture.
The originally prosperous streets became empty, and every household closed their doors and windows, fearing that they would become the dead souls of the monsters if they were not careful.
There was a repressive and terrifying atmosphere in the air, as if even the wind was trembling, unwilling to touch the darkness that was about to get out of control.
However, in this chaos, there was a safe haven that seemed particularly peaceful.
Chang Wei and Esdeath chose a five-courtyard house in the center of Hangzhou as their temporary residence.
This courtyard was sold by Li Maochun. It has an exquisite layout and lush flowers and trees. It seems to be isolated from the world and is completely unaffected by the disturbances of the outside world.
The two of them are here, drinking tea, playing chess, and admiring flowers, enjoying a rare quiet time, as if everything in the outside world has nothing to do with them.
Meanwhile, Ji Dian was very busy.
He wore a ragged cassock and held a seemingly ordinary but powerful palm-leaf fan, shuttling through every corner of Hangzhou. Whenever a monster appeared, he would wave the palm-leaf fan without hesitation to dispel the evil.
However, facing this unprecedented chaos of demons, even he felt unprecedented pressure. The restriction that the palm-leaf fan could only be used three times a day made him feel powerless when facing a large number of monsters.
"How could this happen!"
Ji Dian panted and looked at the mess in front of him, his heart full of helplessness and anger.
"Xiu Yuan!"
Li Maochun was quick-witted and grabbed Ji Dian immediately when he saw him.
In the night, Li Maochun's face looked particularly solemn, and his eyes were full of worry about his son's safety.
"Where are you going? The situation outside is chaotic now, and demons are rampant. Come with dad and find a safe place to take refuge!"
"Dad, you and mom must leave here immediately and go to Guoqing Temple. There are gods and spirits there, and it is relatively safe."
Jidian pushed Li Maochun away. After saying that, without waiting for Li Maochun to react, Jidian's figure flashed, like a roc spreading its wings, and instantly soared into the sky and disappeared into the vast night, leaving only Li Maochun standing there with a stunned face, looking at the direction where his son disappeared, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He didn't know yet that his son was no longer that ordinary boy, but the reincarnation of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat who had the power to subdue demons and monsters.
Inside Guoqing Temple, the lights were bright and the voices were bustling. A large number of refugees poured in like a tide. They either brought their families or were alone, all with a desire for safety, gathered in this holy place protected by the righteous gods and Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Although the demons outside were rampant, Guoqing Temple was peaceful and tranquil, as if it was a pure land isolated from the world.
Ji Dian felt that this was not a solution, and he could not do anything to so many demons by himself.
Although the cattail fan was magical, it only had three chances to be used, and now there were few left.
As the power of the cattail fan gradually dissipated, without the protection of the cattail fan, he seemed to have become a piece of fat meat in the eyes of the demons, and countless greedy eyes focused on him, ready to devour him.
At this moment, the reincarnations came out.
"Zhang Long Luohan, we are here to help you!"
The reincarnations also received the main god's reminder of the plot change and had to take action.
Ji Dian immediately handed this place over to them.
"Wait for me to come back!"
He must have called his good brothers Fu Hu and Qilin Monster, but now he had no magic power, and he couldn't call them even if he wanted to, so he still had to go to Guoqing Temple to find the golden body.
Except for the Arhat himself, the golden body in Guoqing Temple is an unshakable thing. This is why the Black Rakshasa did not directly ask Yuan Batian to go to Guoqing Temple to rob the golden body. Before, he only asked Yuan Batian to do unsightly things in front of the Guanyin Bodhisattva statue in Guoqing Temple.
But once Ji Dian took the golden body out of Guoqing Temple, it was different. The golden body became something that could be robbed.
Of course, it was not possible to rob it by force.
Ji Dian and his thirteenth-generation golden body merged into one again. Even if he did not use magic power, he had great power, and he was a land immortal of the Great Vajra.
What's more, subduing demons is not in the gambling game of people in the ninth generation.
"Ji Dian's eyes were full of subduing demons, but he didn't know that the Black Rakshasa was one after another..."
Chang Wei shook his head and saw that Yuan Batian had found the ninth-generation beggar Zhu Dachang and the ninth-generation prostitute Xiaoyu, and he sent them to the underworld with a knife.
This is completely different from the original plot, because in the original plot, only Zhu Dachang went to the underworld. It is not known whether Black Rakshasa knew about the gambling game or calculated this.
As a great evil god and a great demon god who can compete with Sakyamuni, how could it be possible that Black Rakshasa would not calculate.
Anyway, even if Ji Dian solved the chaos of demons, he still had to take the golden body to the underworld to save people in the end, which can be called a series of tricks.
After Ji Dian took back the golden body, he was invincible. The demons transformed by the reincarnationists were not his opponents. He punched them one by one, beating them to death like beating a child.
The reincarnationists were sweating coldly.
"In the original plot, Ji Dian didn't seem to be so powerful when he retrieved the golden body?"
"Isn't that nonsense? That was his golden body from his thirteenth life. Besides, this is the real world after all. It's impossible that there won't be any changes."
The reincarnationists were glad that they stood on the right side, so they didn't get beaten to death by Ji Dian like the group of reincarnationists who were killed by the black Rakshasa.
Ji Dian quickly solved the situation of the group of demons dancing wildly. Even the most powerful demon among them, who was comparable to the immortals on land, was no match for Ji Dian.