I'm afraid of myself

After a while, Xihua heard Xie Yanlai say without warning: "What do you know?"

This time, the Cherishing Messenger did not use her silent deterrence like he did to Feng Xie to stop him from asking any further questions. He lowered his head and imperceptibly proved his qualifications. Qualifications of the strong.

"My subordinates have learned from Demon Emperor Ningyan, Emperor Feng Zou, Demon Ancestor Huayang... that demon cultivators who are not listed in the sky will be targeted by unparalleled forces in these days. Doubt, it is the Divine Wind Immortal Venerable."

Back then, he slaughtered thousands of demons, and was known as the god of immortal gods who slaughtered demons.

Xie Yanlai: "...Are you sure it's true?"

Messenger of Cherishing Flowers: "It's just a guess."

"..." Xie Yanlai narrowed her eyes, "Is there no reason... Ji Wuxia told you many things?"

The Cherishing Envoy raised his head, this time he did not back down from the sight of the Lord of the Blood Heaven Realm, and said calmly: "This is an agreement between the subordinate and the Lord." So becoming a double-faced spy is exactly what Ji Wuxia needs.

Xie Yanlai smiled lightly, he has always appreciated the quality of loyalty.

"In that case, what kind of mission does Ji Wuxia entrust to you?"

The envoy of Cherishing Flowers pondered for a while, and then whispered slowly, the painstaking efforts that belonged to Ji Wuxia were also spread out, in exchange for Xie Yanlai's insignificant low sigh.

From why not be stubborn and willing to give up his own body, to Ji Wuxia's brain-racking plan, these two people are both good and evil but accidentally walk on the same road.

Isn't this the so-called same goal by different routes?

Compared with the two of them, Xie Yanlai has really neglected his duties.

"Blame me?" he said suddenly.

The envoy of Cherishing Flowers glanced at him and said, "This is the emperor's decision." For him, since it was Ji Wuxia's decision, there was no way to refute it.

Xie Yanlai shook his head with a smile, Ji Wuxia was ashamed of him, why not indulge him, at first glance he seemed like the favored son of heaven who was spoiled in a honey pot, everyone was busy, only he could sleep soundly, tired Lazy and carefree.

But no one in this world is truly carefree, let alone Xie Yanlai.

With a flick of his sleeves, the boundless shadows under the night curtain, the purple crescent moon seems to be close in front of him, slantingly reflecting Xie Yanlai's moody side face.

The Cherishing Messenger looked at it and felt palpitations for no reason.

"His Majesty……"

"Let's go."

Xie Yanlai looked up at the night, the stars were full of stars, shining brightly, but they were dim under the brilliance of the purple moon, imperceptibly symbolizing the unparalleled status of the Lord of the Blood Heaven Realm.

"In that case, you might as well go and see him."

The Cherishing Messenger opened his mouth and asked hesitantly, "Who?"

"The culprit that caused all this."

Xie Yanlai turned around and came, with a corner of his robe sleeves raised, he affirmed: "Ling Chengfeng."

How do you know where he is!

The Messenger of Cherishing Flowers was only one step away from screaming, but he managed to suppress his violent emotions and put in a euphemistic way: "Is what you said true? Is the source reliable?" His voice was hoarse because of shock , but it is not difficult to hear his seriousness.

Xie Yanlai smiled, but just as he was about to say something, a smear of whiteness appeared in the sky, breaking the shady curtain surrounding Ziyue and preventing him from saying what he was going to say next.

The Cherishing Messenger frowned to discern the golden light in the distance that was so brilliant that it could compete with the bright moon.

"This is... Buddha light."

How could there be Buddhist cultivators in the Tianbang?

Wait, it's not like there are none. In the early years, Buddhist cultivators and immortal cultivators were the leaders of each other. In the heyday of the demons' headaches, Buddhist cultivators were not great wise people who did not participate in the Tianbang, but the number was really rare compared with the other two. After all, in a weird world like the ladder, if you want to go out, you have to fight. Like the Buddhist monks who pay attention to letting go, no one will deliberately destroy their own practice. Except for Buddhist practice with special purposes, under normal circumstances, participating in heaven There are still very few Buddhist disciples on the list. In recent years, Buddhist practice has disappeared, but the world can still see temple monks with prosperous incense. The world of cultivation is really...

The Xihua envoy carefully identified it, and finally affirmed what he said, it was indeed Buddha's light.

But here...how could there be Buddha light?

No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a Buddhist cultivator to appear on this ladder occupied by the magic cultivator, unless...

In an instant, both Xie Yanlai and the envoy of Cherishing Flowers thought of a possibility.

Other monks also rushed to the third floor.

In fact, this situation is not surprising, after all, the battle for the heaven list has been going on for so long. Although monks don't need to eat and drink, it is not very friendly to be caught in intrigue for such a long time in terms of psychology and body.

Although the above is meant to be a joke, the messenger of Xihua is right. There are many capable people in this world, not all of them are monopolized by the two ways of immortals and demons. If there are really Buddhist cultivators who have the strength to break through the two worlds and appear here, I am afraid that they will bring along the Buddhist cultivators. prosperity.

Encountering such a potential enemy, the Cherishing Messenger subconsciously calculated the possibility of causing the other party to fall. I believe that the monks everywhere in this world have some thoughts about this, but these fluctuations in people's hearts can't stop the Buddha's light from crossing the east, and the Tathagata .

I saw a group of golden light slightly lit up in the sky getting brighter and brighter. Its shape and quality were like a golden crow congealing, pushing a curved purple moon to the other half of the sky. This posture has the attitude of being an enemy rather than a friend.

The demon cultivators in the entire ladder were silent. Before Xie Yan came to make a move, they were all waiting to see the next change. After all... the biggest "master" in the field decided his attitude.

Slowly recalling how the Lord of the Blood Heaven Realm dealt with his enemies in the past ten thousand years, Moxiu was going to be disappointed this time. In fact, Xie Yanlai just waited and watched for a while before showing an embarrassed expression, with small eyes floating here and there, and a stunning face A few traces of surprise and surprise surfaced.

The twilight seems to separate the spores from the golden sun of the main body and float to other directions. The leaves, red flowers, fish swimming in the river, deer running at a cheerful pace, all tangible things in half of the world pause consciously For a moment, I let the Buddha's light fall on me, and then the leaves became greener, the red flowers became more beautiful, and the fish and water jumped into the air happily. Licked by its tongue, there was a ray of wisdom in the big black eyes.

The Buddha's light travels eastward, and crosses his destined people.

For thousands of years, there is no means that Buddhist cultivators can use. People can't help but want to know who dragged Buddhist cultivators, who have become history, onto this crisis-ridden stage.

As if responding, when the world calms down, the Buddha's light, which can compete with the sun and the moon, calmly converges into a person's body. His long hair is scattered, and he is surprisingly unordained. His handsome eyebrows and eyes are soft and compassionate, making people feel, um , he is an eminent monk, even if he is not ordained, he is still a virtuous man who can turn any place into a Buddhist hall.

He used the flying method that all monks know, but he volleyed into the sky and walked down step by step. His posture was soothing and there was a demeanor of my Buddha's compassion for the common people. Seeing that the transition was bitter, the wind blowing to the west and going to Wuyi Mountain had never seen such a formation.

Although speaking of it, it still has to start with the sudden appearance of the relic, but this does not prevent them from being caught off guard by Jinyang's appearance.

At that time, He Jinyang was opening up the void, and it seemed that the spirits who had reached the fairyland were no strangers to this, but if it was used by He Jinyang, there would be a disadvantage, that is, the possession must be replaced after opening up the two realms, so this becomes They watched in numbness as He Jinyang changed his attire every time he went to the next floor, and the way he changed his attire was also ever-changing, until He Jinyang once again opened up the world, and dozens of relics broke through the air and rushed straight into He Jinyang's body. At that moment...they were all blind...

The victory of the Buddha's nature and the Buddha's radiance to the east may be such a sacred scene in the eyes of outsiders, but in He Jinyang's vision... it is a shameful mistake for the tricked hand to slip on the Buddha's body accidentally.But Buddhism pays attention to one world per grain, which does not affect He Jinyang's next actions, but it is a bit awkward.

In fact, there are so many possessed names provided by the system that He Jinyang may not be able to use them up if he changes another person every day. He Jinyang, who is a little weirder name like Buddha Xiu, is generally respectful and insensitive. Most of the time, he finds something that looks unclear or domineering Leaky side, don't say anything else, just look at it and feel it!But now under the influence of external forces, the relics are the merits and virtues of the monks when they passed away. This caused He Jinyang, who was possessed by the relics, to unexpectedly not feel weak after opening the boundary, and the possession was still in a normal state. The body-protecting Buddha light around him blinded his eyes.

There is something wrong with Buddhist practice, as long as it is not deliberately restrained, the person who can be illuminated by the precious glass light all over the body is as clean as a jade man, and this light is also divided into the path of cultivation, such as Bodhisattva, Buddha *, Bhikkhus, eight tribes, etc. have different radiances, but this is the common sense of Buddhist practice.

Let me first talk about He Jinyang and the others arriving at the floor where Xie Yanlai is. Due to an accident, He Jinyang did not immediately put away the Buddha's light to create a scene where the sun and the moon are in the same sky. Not to mention revealing his position earlier, he also lured unknown dangers... This is not clear The thoughts of He Jinyang and his party in this situation, in fact... what are you afraid of with Xie Yanlai here? ←_←

With a wave of his hand, he restrained the Buddha's light. He Jinyang was really surprised. He didn't expect that the relics could store energy for the body like a rechargeable battery. In this way, he will find a few in the future... Forget it, this place has a special way of cultivation There is no Jindan Yuanying to dig for himself.

With the idea of ​​cultivating the devil through and through, He Jinyang smiled at Feng Chuixi and the others with the gentle face of Buddha cultivating and saving all living beings. follow suit.

Leng Baijun barely propped up his body, supported the sword to shake off Jia Kexin's support, and said vigilantly: "I feel a lot of evil energy."

Feng Chuixi gave a weak "Ah" as a response.

Then the two looked at He Jinyang together and waited for him to make a decision.

He Jinyang frowned and made up his mind: "I'm going to break through the boundary again soon. The movement just now must have attracted all the people who should come. Xiang Siyu, Jia Kexin, Tiannan, Kunpeng will trouble you later, Chuntian Messenger, Angel, as for you, I hope we will not be enemies." The ending sound fell, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The two men whom he stared at menacingly glanced at each other and took a step back, proving that they had absolutely no intention of hostility.

Now that he got the guarantee, He Jinyang believes that even if they are their comrades who come later, they will not be able to betray the truth. After all... a long-lost killing intent flashed across his eyes, and he came to this world to kill all demon cultivators.

This killing intent was not without source, it was endless, and even time and space could not stop it, until it reached Feng Wangtian, where the monks in the Tianbang were fighting to fight each other.

The throne in the sky is not empty, and a thin shadow appeared and sat down, with a natural calm, and the deep eyes were exactly the same as He Jinyang's occasional expression.