I'm afraid of myself

"This is the 36 ancient Buddhas of Xiaoleiyin Temple."

Instead of Ji Wuxia speaking, it was the knowledgeable and well-informed Feng Fuxi.

Xiaoleiyin Temple is the predecessor of Tiande Temple. Before the fairy world was closed, even Buddhist practitioners could become a Buddha normally. Xiaoleiyin Temple was the largest Buddhist temple in the cultivation world, and there were a large number of eminent monks and ancient Buddhas gathered in it.

It's just that when the fairy trail disappeared and the last light of Buddha's fate was too scarce to illuminate the square inch, the last Buddhist monk of Xiaoleiyin Temple left the majestic and majestic temple, went to the world of mortals alone, and established Tiande Temple. In the shelter of the last Buddha.

The 36 Buddha bone relics in the hands of Du Ku are the relics of the 36 ancient Buddhas who were once famous in Xiaoleiyin Temple when they passed away. They are also the monks who guarded Xiaoleiyin Temple to the end.

"So you are the disciple and grandson of Guanglai that bald donkey."

Ji Wuxia said in a tone of sudden realization: "Thousands of years ago, Guanglai wanted to transform the deity, but today is it replaced by his descendants to harass the deity?"

As soon as the word "deity" came out, Ji Wuxia's mysterious identity was undoubtedly revealed.

In the world of self-cultivation, there is no one other than the ten demon emperors of the Demonic Dao.

Not to mention how much coolness the people who saw here were overwhelmed, but he said that he was facing Du Kuu, who had a half-smile in Shangji Wuxia's eyes, and said calmly: "No, the patriarch left a legacy. To convey a word."

"It's just a sentence that talks so much nonsense, the monk just talks too much."

Ji Wuxia casually swept the snow off the leather jacket, and when the snow fell and the clouds drifted, he breathed out a white breath, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Du Ku put his palms together and lowered his eyes. He didn't say that the patriarch placed Ji Wuxia's portrait in the Zen room. Every Tiande Temple disciple had the opportunity to glimpse the face of Emperor Meixue, and he was able to recognize Ji Wuxia's identity immediately. Thanks for that.

"The patriarch said that only the Tathagata realized suddenly in the body of a mortal. We monks enter the Buddha's teachings and recite the boundless verses. The five viscera are glazed. For those who cultivate their own bodies, they forbid selfishness, which is full of great compassion."

"All conditioned methods are like dream bubbles, like dew, and like electricity, so you should look at it like this..."

"Benefactor, the poor monk understands, and I hope the benefactor also understands."

"..."

Terrible tranquility came to this place after Du Ku finished speaking, Ji Wuxia still didn't care about it, until he pressed the corner of his brow as if he woke up suddenly, then smiled lazily: "That's it?"

Du Ku closed his eyes: "Yes."

"nonsense."

It is rare for Ji Wuxia to swear irritablely, and then said coolly: "If I can understand it, I still use him to say it. After thousands of years, I will only talk nonsense, so everyone said that you monks talk a lot. Counting those words is a sentence." talk?"

Tsk tut a few times, full of complaints.

Crossing the bitterness and drooping his eyes peacefully, under the golden light of the big Buddha behind him, he really has the solemn expression of an eminent monk.

Ji Wuxia raised her eyes and looked at the huge phantom Buddha.

"...This is...he...?"

Du Ku didn't say a word, and said silently: "Amitabha, obsession is cause and effect, and obsession is endless. Please enlighten the donor."

"Annoying!" Ji Wuxia shook his sleeves, and said impatiently, "Just tell me if it's him!"

Du Kuo glanced at him, lowered his head and said, "Don't you know the benefactor?"

"If I knew, why would I ask you!"

Ji Wuxia was so angry that after his identity was revealed, he didn't intend to let the Fairy Awakening Conference continue normally.

The blood in his eyes flickered, fine plum lines began to appear on the edges of his cheeks, and a blush at the end of his eyes quickly stretched into the shape of a phoenix tail, and his cold temperament instantly turned into a wicked and enchanting one.

"Wait, don't bully the monk," He Jinyang, who had been silent for a long time, put down his folded arms and once again protected Du Kuo behind his back, and said with a smirk: "You demon cultivators are the annoying ones!"

Ji Wuxia squinted at him, and after a while he laughed and said, "It's as if your sweetheart is not a demon cultivator."

He Jinyang was choked up, but he fought back quickly: "He is different from you."

"Yo yo, beauty is in the eye of the beholder?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Ji Wuxia, who was originally in a bad mood, picked up his low mood a little because of He Jinyang's angry, angry and embarrassed appearance, and snorted softly without looking at Monk Du Ku and the Buddha behind him.

"For the sake of your admiration for that person, I won't kill you."

He Jinyang clenched his fingers behind his back. He knew that what the other party said was not adulterated at all, and that he really couldn't beat him now.

hateful!

There has never been such a desire for strength.

Ji Wuxia didn't know that his actions at this time would lead to the rise of a great power in the fairy world in the future. He looked at the cold and white winter sky and exhaled white air. look.

"whispering sound!"

Although he was not reconciled, He Jinyang saw it openly, knowing that the magic cultivator in front of him who didn't take him seriously would be defeated by him sooner or later, he was inexplicably full of confidence in himself.

With a bow and an arrow, an arrow full of anger pierced the sky, passing through the vision of the other five survivors in the small mirror world, and hitting an ordinary boulder, the ancient stone covered with mud and moss suddenly burst into a very strong explosion The brilliance and false decorations have all faded away, and it is white under the sun. The pure stone body is exactly the necessary spiritual thing to pass through the small mirror world-moonstone.

"Ah."

He Jinyang flicked the bowstring lightly, and the flying arrow inserted into the surface of Yueshi shook in response, and the loud bang shook the entire small mirror world.

The monks watching through the flat mirror watched helplessly as this huge moonstone shattered into countless pieces of useless stones, and Ji Wuxia, the only survivor without a moonstone, smirked at He Jinyang.

He Jinyang and others who were expelled from the world heard Ji Wuxia complain.

"What a vengeful guy."

Then when he opened his eyes, what he saw was the venue of the Xianjue Conference.

The stunned monks who watched them all around gave them the real feeling that the second game was over.

Ji Wuxia, who did not come out with them, became the biggest unsolved case of this conference.

Is it true that Emperor Mei Xue, who has been missing for many years, reappeared just to scare people, just like in the past?

Many monks who were hiding things were uneasy, but more people acted as expected.

They looked in the direction of Jinan, showing tacit expressions at the same time.

It is said that... Emperor Mei Xue and the Lord of the Blood Heaven Realm are good friends who had a lifelong friendship.

This...my friend's peach blossoms are blooming, it's normal for Emperor Mei Xue to come back to have a look...it's normal...

There were too many people talking, and even the last few traces of uneasiness disappeared. Everyone agreed that Ji Wuxia came here for gossip, and they didn't think that Emperor Mei Xue was going to make any big troubles again!

But the other end is not what they thought it was.

"Ji Wuxia!"

"Haha, buddy, it's not your style to do it the first time you meet."

The blockade of Xiaojing World can't stop the Demon Emperor at all. As one of the top ten Demon Emperors in the Demonic Way, Emperor Mei Xue has existed even earlier than Xie Yanlai. There is no doubt about the strength of the veteran emperor, even if he suppresses himself. The same is true for cultivation.

As soon as they met, Xie Yan came to greet her with a face-to-face greeting, and Ji Wuxia hurriedly swept away the bloody magic light that rushed towards her.

"My friend..."

"Shut up." Xie Yanlai raised her eyelids and stared at him coldly, "Do you mean to annoy me on purpose?"

Ji Wuxia bent her eyes and said with a smile: "Didn't I see that you are getting more and more boring?" He came to sit beside him, and squeezed the throne with Xie Yanlai without disdain.

Those waiters in the Blood Sky Realm didn't even dare to look at them, and retreated one after another, not only because they were afraid that they would hear something they shouldn't, but also to leave room for the two devil emperors to talk privately.

Seeing this, Ji Wuxia praised: "Your men are well trained, lend me two someday!"

Xie Yanlai didn't even need to think about it, "No borrowing."

"mean!"

"Ha ha."

Ji Wuxia lay on Xie Yanlai's shoulder like a boneless one, looking at his unparalleled profile, which is hard to find in the world, and no amount of beautiful words can describe his supreme and noble side face, he mourned: "My friend, I can wait until you marry me." The day you go out?"

Xie Yanlai: "...do you want to die?"

"Do not want to."

"roll."

Ji Wuxia didn't want to get out, he licked his face and hugged Xie Yan to lick it, well, he couldn't lick it and said sadly: "I haven't seen you for a while, and you have admirers, making me seem to be behind the times."

Xie Yanlai said speechlessly: "Who told you?"

Ji Wuxia rolled his eyes at him, and pointed to the magic weapon floating beside the throne, "The imprint of this bottle of Xi Dan Ding is not yours. If you have this thing, you are willing to give it up to others, so that a magic weapon with an owner will obey your orders." , and you didn't erase this mark and seriously injured the previous holder...My friend, why lie to me? Tell me, what do you like about him?"

Xie Yanlai: "..."

"Tell me?"

Feeling embarrassed, Xie Yanlai said in a low voice, "Didn't you see it?"

Ji Wuxia's eyes lit up: "Is it really He Jinyang? I can see that he has a seedling of a fairy in this Fairy Awakening Conference, but he is a fairy cultivator, and you are a demon cultivator. Will the two of you be punished by heaven?"

"What's the matter with God!" Xie Yanlai said unwillingly: "Don't talk nonsense, why are you targeting He Jinyang so much?"

Ji Wuxia glanced at him, "Of course it's because of my apprentice, otherwise what could it be?"

Xie Yanlai stared at him: "Pretend to be stupid? Do you have apprentices? Those apprentices have become your fertilizer, okay?"

Ji Wuxia spread her hands and said: "Well, I'm looking for faults for my high-quality fertilizer. I didn't wait for someone to be frozen. I didn't wait until it was fully mature. I reluctantly gave up, I sacrificed a lot for you."

"Then I really want to thank you," Xie Yanlai sneered at his words, but since he didn't want to explain, no one could dig out the truth from Ji Wuxia's mouth.

After a while of silence in the hall dedicated to the Demon Emperor's rest at the Xianjue Conference, Ji Wuxia couldn't bear the loneliness and asked: "Tell me how you feel about him? I can tell that this person is not bad, but he lacks experience. Son, but with you here, experience is not a problem at all, you don't have twins...!"

Xie Yanlai put down her kneading fingers and stared at him coldly.

"Are you talking too much?"

Ji Wuxia shook her head with wide innocent eyes.

"Humph."

Xie Yan came to unlock the spell.

Ji Wuxia was able to speak again, and her words were no longer as presumptuous as before, but she still teased her intimately: "Tell me, I remember the last Moxiu who confessed to you was thrown by your admirers under the Mo Dao Sansheng Road for a long time." After tortured for 370 years before he died, don't you plan to let your subordinates do it this time?"

Xie Yanlai frowned. The distance between the main hall and the venue of the Xianjue Conference could not stop the Devil Emperor's sight. He noticed that He Jinyang, who had passed the second pass, had a bad expression and seemed to be angry.

"Why are you talking so much to him?"

Ji Wuxia snickered and said, "Does your heart hurt?"

"Ji Wuxia, talk nonsense and throw you out."

Ji Wuxia rolled her eyes, "Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't say it." She closed her leather jacket and got up.

Xie Yanlai leaned on the armrest of the backrest, and asked with an awkward sitting posture: "How many years are you going to disappear this time?"

Ji Wuxia said without turning her head, "About... a thousand years." When the words fell, only the scent of white plums remained.

Xie Yanlai wrinkled her nose in dislike, and turned her head to watch the excitement of the Immortal Jue Conference to distract her attention.

When he was watching, He Jinyang happened to introduce Du Ku, Leng Baijun and Feng Chuixi.

As a rare Buddhist cultivator, Du Ku immediately got the favor of Feng Leng and the other two.