[Rebirth] Elder brother, he feeds demons with his body

That day, thunder struck for three days and three nights, and heavy rain also fell for three days and three nights.

People can't help but wonder if the rain is going to flood the Jialan Temple.

Mo Chenyuan was also trapped on the high platform, and was trapped for three whole days.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he fell into an embrace.

Wen Xin had a high fever for five days, but after this high fever, he suddenly formed a pill.

Because at that time, Wen Xin was also in the thunder disaster of Master Xunji, and what's more coincidentally, his thunder disaster also arrived...

After asking Xin Jiedan, he successfully cleared his suspicion.

And after Master Xunji left the customs, there were no more dead people in Jialan Temple.

Everything, as if nothing happened.

But, can it really be nothing happened?

Mo Chenyuan watched helplessly as the host shaved Mage Xunji, his black hair was scattered, and when he was taken away, Wen Xin secretly hid a small lock of hair from the other party.

The shaved trace-finding mage is even more out of the world.

The first thing Master Xunji did after he was shaved was to search the Jialan Temple and destroy a few eyes of the magic spring, so that the disaster was completely over.

Another half a year passed in peace and silence, and Mo Chenyuan never saw that little monk again. This illusion, I don't know what will break it.

Mo Chenyuan didn't do what he could, and could only wait for Chu Qinghong to deal with it.

"Wen Xin, I have to leave for three years. During these three years, no matter what you encounter, don't act rashly. Remember to improve your cultivation."

After the tracing mage left this note, it disappeared.

Mo Chenyuan looked puzzled, and even more puzzled, Chu Qinghong came back.

"Eldest brother, didn't you say you were leaving for three years?"

Chu Qinghong patted Mo Chenyuan's bald head amusedly, "This is just an illusion, how could it be possible to leave for three years? We can't leave this temple."

"It's been so long," Mo Chenyuan said sullenly, "When will we go out? What exactly does Master Xunji want to do?"

Chu Qinghong pondered for a moment, then said, "He probably wants to untie the knot in Master Wenxin's heart."

Mo Chenyuan asked curiously, "What's going on?"

He is playing the role of the mage Wenxin in this fantasy realm, and even he himself doesn't know what kind of knots Wenxin has.

How could the elder brother understand?

"Actually, Wen Xin was burned to death once," Chu Qinghong sighed, "When there was only a wisp of remnant soul left, he was forcibly rescued by the Zouji Mage."

Mo Chenyuan was shocked, there was only a wisp of soul left, how could he cultivate a golden elixir?

This Asking Heart Master is also a genius.

"Those people bleeding from seven orifices, what's going on?"

Chu Qinghong had a strange expression, "Because they smashed the scene where the host and the magic cultivator both cultivated."

Mo Chenyuan felt that he heard it wrong, "Ah? What?"

"Jalan Temple has long been a demon cave." Chu Qinghong frowned, "The host sacrificed the Guanyin Heart Sutra just to get rid of Master Xunji."

After all, the host has always known that the Xunji Mage exists to replace him.

Power has been held in your hands for too long, and you are reluctant to let it go.

Wenxin is the furnace cauldron cultivated by the host 16 years ago, specially prepared for Master Xunji.

It's just that Wenxin never knew about it.

Wen Xin was able to live with only a wisp of remnant soul left, and it was also because he was a furnace.

Hosted the "Questioning Heart" prepared for Master Xunji, there are three containers.

There is only one asking mind that can be conscious.

The remnant soul that Wen Xin re-entered was not his previous body.

It is another container for "asking the heart".

The host is determined to pollute the tracing mage.

It was also because Master Xunji knew about this that he found an opportunity to escape and tried every means to travel for three years.

Three years later, he will clean the entire Jialan Temple.

Mo Chenyuan felt goose bumps all over his body after hearing this.

There is such a dirty thing in the holy land of Buddhism!

"Eldest brother, how could they do such a thing?" Mo Chenyuan showed a frightened expression, and said pitifully, "Can't even the Buddhist sect keep the Buddha's heart? They are so pitiful."

Seeing the child's frightened appearance, Chu Qinghong patted him on the back and said in relief, "As long as you are firm in your heart, you will naturally not be affected by external objects."

"Eldest brother," Mo Chenyuan asked hesitantly, "Is Master Xunzhi not firm enough in his heart?"

After all, what Master Xunji did afterward is well known.

Also because Master Xunji is so famous, once his secret realm of inheritance was opened, a group of people from both immortals and demons entered the secret realm of Jialan.

The previous secret realm did not have this kind of treatment.

Chu Qinghong was silent for a long time before replying, "His steadfast direction is not the way of Buddhism. Chen Yuan, I will look at you and protect you from external influences. Don't be afraid, you won't become like a mage looking for traces." of."

Chu Qinghong's last words were powerful, "Chen Yuan, I will protect you."

What the big brother is worried about always feels weird.

Is the senior brother going to help him eliminate his human desire?

Mo Chenyuan was even more unhappy, "Brother, how long do we have to wait here?"

The child didn't know why he was unhappy again, Chu Qinghong could only say softly, "Now that we know what will happen next, it will be much easier."

What will happen next?

Mo Chenyuan was about to ask a question, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself tied up on the bed in a strange posture.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are going to sleep.

Mo Chenyuan: "..."

He is in the Holy Land of Buddhism, right?

"Qingxin, tonight, you can get what you want," a bald man with a vague smile said softly, "Xunzhi will be your person tonight."

"Host," another bald man with a fuzzy face smiled "haha", "Congratulations, you have fulfilled your wish. Tomorrow, you will be able to seize the house and trace it. Not only the Jialan Temple, but you can also go to other sects in the future!"

Mo Chenyuan really didn't know what to say, he had been a Demon Lord for so many years, and he didn't hear much about seizing the house.

I didn't expect to enter a secret realm and encounter it twice.

Those who don't know, think that the immortal way now uses seizing the house as the method of cultivation.

This old bald man with a blurred face is the host.

Mage Xunji is unwilling to let the face of the host appear in an illusion, which shows that he really hates the host.

"Qingxin," the host comforted the shivering person, "You have long been pleased with Xunji. If he hadn't been interested in you, I would have found another way to deal with him."

Waiting for the magic pill in Wenxin's body to enter Xunji's body, it's time for him to take it away.

magic pill...

Hearing this, Mo Chenyuan was speechless for a while.

Why is this so like the masterpiece of Rakshasa.

Why is this female devil so fond of inciting others to seize her home?

Not only did she snatch it herself, but she also instigated her subordinates to snatch it.

Rakshasa didn't know how long she had stayed in the Jialan Secret Realm. According to her, she only met Master Xunji after she escaped to the Jialan Secret Realm.

It should be fake too.

"Feed him the pill."

It was found that Wenxin was silent and had no response, and the host was not angry. After stuffing the medicine into Wenxin's mouth, he left with another bald head.

Mo Chenyuan really wanted to curse!

He also took this group of people, why is he so fond of giving people drugs?

This drug is more violent than the previous one.

Not long after, Mo Chenyuan found that the embarrassing place behind him was flooded.

Mo Chenyuan was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself immediately.

What's the matter? How many times is this the first time?

At this moment, all he wanted was a thick and long stick, to poke it.

At this time, the door opened.

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When Chu Qinghong woke up, he knew it was too late.

His little child, lying weakly under him.

The only good thing is that nothing irreparable happened to them.

It's just bad now too.

Chu Qinghong looked at his sticky fingers and was silent for a while.

He didn't know how far Mage Xunji and Mage Wenxin had actually achieved at this time.

All he knew was that after he went out, the cave of Mage Xunji had to be demolished!

It was the first time that Chu Qinghong felt such violent emotions.

"Big Brother," Mo Chenyuan said with difficulty, wearing his rough air, "Can you knock me out? Please..."

If Chu Qinghong got him down like this again, he would really push Chu Qinghong down, and then he would sit up and move himself...

This is too embarrassing!

Chu Qinghong silently looked at the writhing Mo Chenyuan, "Chenyuan, no, the magic pill in your body hasn't disappeared yet, please bear with it."

Mo Chenyuan really wanted to curse!

Why is it not "Qing Xin" occupying his body at this time.

But at this time, it was him and Chu Qinghong...

——Beyond the Illusion——

The figure of the tracing mage appeared again and again, "Senior, it's been half a month, and they should be coming out soon."

The Rakshasa woman squatted on the ground bored, "Half a month... why did it take so long, what did you do to them?"

"Uh," Mage Xunji had a strange expression on his face, "I wanted them to come out after seeing the pill of asking the heart, but the poor monk found out that the illusion is not under the control of the poor monk."

Rakshasa stared at Mage Xunji suddenly, "You mean, Mage Wenxin is awake?"

If it wasn't Wen Xin, who else could it be?

When Mage Xunji thought about what Wenxin had done to those two, he wanted to help his forehead. If they hated them, it would be a waste of money.

"Speaking of which, which one of you is right and who is wrong?" Rakshasa stood up, loosening her muscles and bones, "The people outside are all caring and scolding you."

Master Xunji smiled slightly, "Who is right and who is wrong, so what? What happened back then is already a bad debt. The poor monk only knows that as long as he wakes up, the poor monk will not forgive him."

Rakshasa looked at Mage Xunji and shook her head. She didn't understand and didn't want to understand such complicated feelings.

Mage Xunji looked at Rakshasa girl's puzzled look, and just smiled.

No matter who is right or who is wrong, it is always the Rakshasa's fault.

The lives of all the families in Jialan Temple must be counted on the karma of the Rakshasa girl.

The tracing mage opened his hand, and a lotus flower appeared in his palm.

As long as one of those two accepts his inheritance, then he will also bear his blood feud.

No matter which one of them, it should be possible to kill the Rakshasa girl...

Rakshasa died, he and Wenxin could go to reincarnate.

He waited for this day, waited too long.