If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

As soon as the words of the national teacher came out, everyone's expressions changed.

The cultivator of Tianji Sect looked dignified with a bit of surprise, even the attacks of his subordinates were confused for a moment, and the demon cultivators took advantage of it and wounded two people in a row.

Two disciples of Tianjizong vomited blood and fell to the ground. They were supported by their fellow disciples to avoid the bloody mouth that was biting them.

Many demon cultivators, who became more and more fierce in the war, couldn't suppress their excitement, and they turned into their original forms and roared towards them.

The golden-robed demon cultivator at the head, who was originally furious, turned around after hearing what the national teacher said, and laughed wildly: "I also said that we waited for the demon cultivators to kill each other, isn't it the same for your human race? Stinky Taoist priest, I don’t think the national teacher has any intention of turning back, otherwise you should give him back to us, just a little warlock, is it still reluctant?”

"Cunning lies!"

With a clear shout, a long sword flew out from among the monks in Taoist robes, and a handsome young man with disabled legs sat on the sword.

The young man's spirit was like jade, and the long sword under him was clanging. He appeared in front of the formation, ignored the others, and just glanced indifferently at the golden-robed demon cultivator.

A round of huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi fish appeared in the air.

The two demon cultivators who rushed to the front to snatch the national teacher suddenly froze in their attacking movements, as if a pair of invisible hands gently caressed their bodies and erased something, which made them feel a huge wave of excitement in their hearts. fear.

But before the horror can be merged into screams, the eyes of the two dimmed instantly like an extinguished flame, and their bodies fell down slumped.

The fight of intertwined spells stopped suddenly.

All the demon cultivators were startled by this strange attack, and for a moment they didn't dare to step into the sky covered by the Yin-Yang Tai Chi fish.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the golden-robed demon cultivators, and immediately threw a purple gauze over the heads of all the demon cultivators, not daring to carry it.

"The first disciple of Tianji Sect, Lin Kongyu."

The golden-robed demon cultivator grinned grimly, "I didn't expect you, a cripple, to come here, and your aura is well hidden. On the gold elixir reward list, you are worth a Nascent Soul elixir."

"Lang Meng, take a step back." Lin Kongyu said in a low voice, "We will take away the people, and you will take [-]% of what you get from the cave."

As soon as this remark came out, both Yaoxiu and Tianjizong loudly stopped it, both of them were dissatisfied.

"First seat! Absolutely no! Demon cultivators have committed a heinous crime, how can we let them go?"

"Wu that smelly Taoist priest, you are too deceitful! Leave people behind and retreat quickly, and spare your dog's life!"

Lin Kongyu completely ignored the objections of the two parties, but quietly looked at Langmeng.

Langmeng's face was cloudy and uncertain, his eyes lingered on Lin Kongyu's face for a moment, and he suddenly smiled: "Lin Kongyu, you dared to open Tai Chi Yinyang fish before your old injury healed, I'm afraid you don't even dare to move now Bar?"

His smile suddenly turned cold: "Don't you Tianji sect claim to have counted all the secrets? I want to see if you counted your death here today!"

Before he finished speaking, a raging fire suddenly ignited all over Langmeng's body.

The fire was so intense that it condensed into a huge ferocious fire dragon in a blink of an eye. It spun around on the wolf's head and rushed towards Lin Kongyu who was sitting on the sword.

"First seat!"

"Despicable and shameless!"

Many disciples of Tianjizong didn't know that Lin Kongyu was injured. Lang Meng suddenly said that many people were stunned. The fire dragon bumped its head a dozen times, and it shattered with a bang.

The fire dragon's breath was a little bit tired, but it still rushed towards Lin Kongyu with an unstoppable roar.

Lin Kongyu's brows remained fixed, his lips parted slightly, a line of blood trickled down, and he said slowly, "Uncle Wuyan, how long will you be watching?"

Behind the boulder, Wuyan was explaining the fight in a low voice to Cheng Siqi, who was watching with shocking eyes.

"The cripple is also at the peak of Jindan, his name is Lin Kongyu, he is a godsend, and he likes to show people. Their Tianji Sect has such a personality. They prefer fortune-telling and reading books to cultivation. For a long time, their brains have been bad. I'm too weak. I don't have the strength to bind a chicken. I occasionally enter the mortal world to tell fortunes for others, but I'm often chased a few blocks away and beaten..."

"Look at Lin Kongyu's two legs, they were interrupted by a miscalculation back then..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Kongyu clearly passed on "Little Uncle Wuyan".

"This is the trouble with watching the show."

Wuyan couldn't just sit idly by when the little uncle called out, so he raised his hand and withdrew the breath-holding talisman, went around the stone, walked out, raised his hand and slapped the fire dragon away .

Cheng Siqi was taken aback: "How did he find out..."

Wu Yan glanced at the group of demon cultivators, and laughed: "If you want to be a magic stick, you must have a dog's nose, the kind that can smell your foxy smell from a long distance..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked hard in the chest again, Cheng Siqi stared at a pair of moist eyes like black pearls and bared his teeth.

"A dog's nose sometimes fails." Lin Kongyu smiled lightly, but he didn't care about the sarcasm. Instead, he turned his attention to the little hair ball in his arms. Is the fox that Uncle is holding a human or a demon."

Seeing Lin Kongyu's gray eyes, Wuyan frowned, "It's close. I'll clear the field for you, and people will stay. I want everything. By the way, you can answer my three questions."

When the disciple of Tianjizong carried the national teacher heard it, his heart was very angry. This is not a helper, this is clearly a way to lure wolves into the house!

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw that several old disciples around him looked terrified, their teeth chattering, and they bowed towards the approaching Buddha.

"Hi, little uncle."

"Master Uncle, well..."

"Good job, grandpa..."

The new disciple was stunned for a moment, his head was in a daze.Forget about junior uncle and uncle, why is there still a grandpa?What is the relationship between this monk and their Tianji sect?

Cheng Siqi was also curious and puzzled, but the weasel, who was trying his best to flatter him, had passed through voice transmission, and told Cheng Siqi vividly that at the Lingxiao meeting 50 years ago, he was never bored because of a divination given to him by a disciple of the Tianji Sect. , become a demon", and the story of beating Tianjizong up and down.

Wuyan had a bad temper back then, so it didn't count if he was beaten up, and he had to make all the disciples of Tianjizong make a vow of karma and call him respectful.Therefore, Buddhist cultivators who are less than a hundred years old already have countless disciples, grandsons, sons, and grandchildren.

The most important thing in Tianjizong is cause and effect. Once you make an oath, you must fulfill it. For a long time, you will go to the gate of Tianjizong without tires, and listen to Grandpa Gan to be happy.Later, Wuyan was imprisoned in the Buddhist hall, and many people in Tianyin Temple felt wronged, but Tianjizong beat gongs and drums for three days and three nights to celebrate Grandpa Gan's imprisonment.

"That's why people from the Tianji sect are most afraid of seeing the great demon cultivator who transforms into a god, but senior Wuyan..." Weasel gossips, admiring Wuyan in his heart.

Cheng Siqi scratched his ears with his paws, and laughed without holding back.

The faces of the disciples of Tianji Sect suddenly turned red, as if they were going to get angry.Only Lin Kongyu looked like a big deal, and said without changing his face: "Okay. Please let my little uncle do it."

Wuyan was very satisfied with Lin Kongyu's understanding of current affairs, and as soon as he raised his palm, a strong wind suddenly rose on the ground, wrapped in half-step Yuanying's unique coercion, sweeping and raging against the demon cultivators.

"Half-step Nascent Soul!"

Lang Meng manipulated Zisha to circle around, but saw that Wuyan tore off the Buddhist beads from his neck and threw them casually, and a small golden word flew out of each Buddhist beads, which was the Buddhist Sutra of Suppressing Demons.This is the nemesis of demon cultivators, and most of the golden cores can't withstand a blow when they are used with a half-step Nascent Soul cultivation base.

"It's you!"

From the aura of this Buddha bead, Lang Meng recognized Wuyan at a glance, and immediately threw out two magic weapons to block it, "Go! This mother is a evil star..."

The gold characters were limited, and he was blocked for a while, only beheading most of the demon cultivators.At the later stage of Jindan, he was able to carry it a few times, and they all used secret techniques to change into their original shapes and fled in a hurry.

Langmeng didn't love to fight, and he didn't turn his head back after throwing the magic weapon, turning into a golden light and fleeing away, but before leaving, he still looked unwillingly at the national teacher who was being carried.

"Half-step Nascent Soul, it really is an existence that can sweep through secret realms."

Lin Kongyu sighed, and waved his hand, the national teacher seemed to be caught by an invisible big hand, and fell in front of Wuyan.

The national teacher was choked by the dust, coughed twice, suddenly raised a pair of bloodshot eyes, stared at Cheng Siqi, who had a small head protruding from the skirt of his innocence, and smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth: "Bring it How can the blood of criminals be easily stripped away? Hehe... this master, how do you think the demon cultivator knew his reincarnation horoscope?"

He laughed strangely: "I told you! But I, a mortal, a little magician, where did I know the secret of such a big man? Of course, in a certain year, a fortune teller stopped me I..."

"You are talking nonsense!"

Such a point was so obvious that the disciples of Tianji Sect couldn't bear it at all, and cursed angrily.

Who is the "he" in the mouth of the national teacher, and those present will know immediately.It is precisely because of knowing that Tianji Sect is so excited, and absolutely dare not take the blame.

Lin Kongyu raised his eyes and pressed his hand.

The Tianji sect fell silent, and everyone glared at the national teacher, but the national teacher continued to sneer without realizing it, "Since I know...it's not that mortals don't have spiritual roots, but that they have been deprived of their spiritual roots and sealed as sinners." Afterwards, I kept thinking...how unfair this world is, how can you gain hundreds, thousands, or even endless life spans after practicing for several years, while we...we can only gather a little bit of spiritual energy in our whole life... "

"I can not be reconciled!"

There was a strange brilliance in his eyes, "Do those demon cultivators really think they can enslave us? We opened the passage for them to sacrifice to the heavens, and they summoned to the secret realm of the demon saint to tear away a chance of life for us... After all, who is taking advantage of us?" Who, it depends on the result..."

Wu Yan looked at the national teacher's expression, felt something was wrong in his heart, stepped on him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Why did you tell us this?"

For no reason, it would be too weird to tell the conspiracy behind it with an appearance of not being afraid of life and death.

The national teacher was stepped on, and he laughed so hard that his whole body was twitching. Then he suddenly raised his head in a posture where his neck was almost broken, and grinned.The corners of his mouth were cracked behind his ears, with a strange and sinister arc. He giggled twice, and his voice suddenly became an indistinguishable mixture of men and women: "Because I'm just a letter..."

"The plan is done, you can't change anything. But you can choose to cooperate with me."

Wuyan's smile turned cold, and he moved his foot away, and a puff of black smoke came out of the national teacher.

The black smoke dissipated, and there was only a small red paper figure in place.

The paper reeked of blood, as if it had been stained with human blood. I took a look at it tirelessly, and there was a line of birth date written on the back, which should belong to this national teacher.

"It's my mother's handwriting." A low voice suddenly came from his arms.

Insatiable lowered his eyes to look at the little fox with cold eyes staring at the paper figurine, touched his head, then twirled his two fingers, ignited a cluster of faint blue soul fire, and handed it to Lin Kongyu, "use Sniff your dog's nose, where is the owner of the paper figurine?"

"That's the first question."

Lin Kongyu took it, turned his hand to deduce it, and shook his head after a while, "It can only be calculated that it is in the southeast of this secret realm, and the specifics are unknown. But this method is no longer just a warlock."

He closed his eyes thoughtfully, and smiled: "Second question, why did you arrest him? Did your Tianji sect leak the matter of that reincarnation? What does it have to do with you? Don't try to deceive me, I have been tricked by you in recent days, if there is any falsehood, my palms may itch a little."

"These are three questions. I will give you the last one."

Lin Kongyu said, "The matter of that reincarnation was calculated by the Supreme Elder. Whether it was leaked or not, and why, I don't know at all. We only got the news seven days ago and selected a group of disciples to go to the secret realm of the demon saint to seek opportunities. Bring back this national teacher."

"I've finished asking my questions, but my little master asked one, are you embarrassed not to answer?"

Insatiably patted Cheng Siqi's chubby little butt, Cheng Siqi faintly heard that these problems were related to him, and immediately climbed up the pole, before Lin Kongyu could speak, he said, "Why do they say they are criminals?" ? Can you figure out the turning point of... what Insatiable wants?"

This question is really clever.

Before Cheng Siqi opened his mouth, Lin Kongyu didn't know who the "little master" who was endlessly teasing was. Now when he heard the voice, although the timbre was slightly different and even the race had changed, he still recognized it.

This is Master Cheng Shao.

Turning his eyes to Wuyan's arms, Lin Kongyu, who always had a sparse expression on his face, was stunned for a moment. He thought that Wuyan just took in a half-human, half-demon follower, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a sword wrapped in a fox shell. build.

Conquering his doubts, Lin Kongyu said: "The theory of criminals, except for the supervisors of various sects, few people know. The use of cultivation is not allowed in the mortal world, but because of the seal of heaven, only mortals will come out of this world for tens of thousands of years. There are absolutely no spiritual species. There are rumors that this seal is a curse, and the mortals who are sealed are all sinners. But this statement cannot be tested, it is just a rumor."

"As for the turnaround my little uncle is looking for..."

Lin Kongyu paused, took out a green cloud jade pendant from his storage bag, waved it to Wuyan, his eyes sank slightly, "This thing can store the soul, keep a little bit of true spirit alive, not afraid of sky fire You Bing. I think... the little uncle will use it. If there is a day, I will help the uncle, but I just hope that after 27 years, the little uncle will give me something as a reward."

Wuyan took the jade pendant, searched it out with his spiritual sense, and put it in the storage ring.

"Don't want a crow's mouth." He raised his hand to hold down the little fox's tail which was moving anxiously, and smiled, "According to what you say, I would rather not use such a good thing."

"I'll leave when I have something important to do."

Lin Kongyu's complexion was already ugly, but after being squeezed again, his complexion became even paler, almost transparent, and his thin body was a bit precarious.

He didn't dare to entangle with such moody bastards like Wu Yan anymore, so he said goodbye, and hurriedly ran away with his younger brothers and sisters who were smothered.

Wu Yan knew that he would not be able to ask any more questions, and it was impossible to kill Sou Hun, so he did not stop him.

After clearing the place in front of the cave mansion, Insatiable collected all the storage bags of the demon cultivators, picked and picked a small storage bag sewn with white soft fur and fine feathers, threaded it with a ribbon, It was tied to Young Master Cheng's back.

Cheng Siqi, who was carrying a small backpack, was a little curious. He looked around with his two little paws, took out the two spirit stones and put them in again, having a great time playing.Insatiable has been changed to not needing spiritual consciousness and aura, and using spells to store things. Young Master Cheng can carry it on his back for fun and pick up things even if he doesn't practice.

"After the Melting Blood Pill is refined, then take out the needle and Buddhist beads that seal the evil spirit in your body, and it will save you a little pain."

Insatiable to break through the restriction of the cave, collected all the elixir in the cave, after distinguishing, confirming this vote, more than half of the medicinal materials for refining blood fusion pills, and the remaining small part is nothing rare Goods, search in this secret realm, you should be able to find it soon.

He gave something to the weasel and the nine-headed snail respectively, and looked tirelessly at a map he found in the storage bag of the demon cultivator.

The last batch of demon cultivators who entered the secret realm of the demon saint was ten thousand years ago, and the map has long been so blurred that it is difficult to distinguish them.I watched it for a long time, but didn't see anything, so I had no choice but to give up and wait to ask a few more demon cultivators.

Cheng Siqi carried the storage bag on his back and ransacked the cave, took a bath in the spiritual spring as he wished, and ran up Insanity's legs shaking his wet hair.

"Master, wipe it dry before..."

Nine-headed snail chased after him with a handkerchief, but Wu Yan raised his hand to stop him, "Did you give him a bath?"

Seeing the half-smile expression on Wu Yan's face, the nine-headed snail understood no matter how dull it was, and immediately trembled all over, turning its head into a rattle: "No, no, no! Little, little master washed it by himself... I'll just watch it. door……"

No wonder Brother Huang didn't come to see the door, Brother Huang hurt me!

Wu Yan hooked the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes, and directly wiped the fur of the little fox on his lap with a corner of his cassock, "Then continue to look at the door."

The nine-headed snail ran away as if he had received an amnesty.

The little fox groaned from being rubbed, stretched his waist, and cupped his insatiable hands with his buttocks, "You don't wash it for me, my back always feels unclean..."

He turned over and obediently let Wu Yan rub his belly, "Vald donkey, you still look better when you have hair, but without hair... I feel like you are a demon monk."

Wuyan said casually, "What does having hair look like?"

Cheng Siqi narrowed his eyes with a smile: "A beast in clothes that looks like a dog... hiss! You pinched me again!" The little fox twisted its soft tail to escape from the hands that pinched the base of the tail endlessly, and went to the ground with its hind legs. Kick his wrist.

Insatiable has long been used to this fight, so he raised his hand to suppress it, and suddenly said: "If Mrs. Cheng is a monk, how did you read what she was thinking?"

Cheng Siqi froze all over, raised his eyes to look at Wuyan, and suddenly realized: "I may... I can't read it at all, but I was deceived from the beginning to the end?"

This guess made him feel a little chilly.But at the same time, he thought of something again, his eyes suddenly remained fixed, and slowly darkened.

Wuyan didn't notice Cheng Siqi's expression, he looked at the tall tower in the distance, and laughed inexplicably: "The southeast of the secret realm, it's a good southeast."

After resting in this cave for a quarter of an hour, several people set off again, looking for Liuli Tianhuo.

Along the way, he came across a small medicine garden, Wu Yan smoothly cleaned up a group of demon cultivators, ransacked the medicine garden, and basically got together the medicinal materials for Fuxue Pill.

Everything is ready, only the sky fire.

But after two days in a row, they hadn't found any trace of Liuli Tianhuo, and the demon cultivators they caught were also clueless, let alone human cultivators. They didn't even have a map, and they all came in a hurry.

One day, Wuyan and Cheng Siqi were flying on the back of the nine-headed snail, when they suddenly heard a bell.

"When—when—"

The bell rang far and mightily, ringing nine times in a row, as if even the world here was trembling.

With the ringing of the bell, the entire secret realm suddenly undergoes earth-shaking changes.

The wilderness and mountains sank and disappeared, and a chilly aura filled the area. The trees withered into ghostly branches, tall tombstones carved from white bones emerged from the ground, and the sound of roaring was endless.

The entire remote secret realm seemed to have turned into a huge cemetery in the blink of an eye, and the miasma and dense fog that came from nowhere spread everywhere.

Simultaneously with the dense fog, there are countless pillars of light of various colors that soar into the sky.

The beams of light have different colors, different rays, and different thicknesses, but all of them exude the breath of elixir and treasure, like delicious food for the hungry, tantalizing.This beam of light is thick but not scattered, clearly telling everyone who entered the secret realm where the treasure is hidden.

In the brilliance that covered the sky and the sun, there was a very obvious aura of flames, and the beam of light was glazed in color.

"Glass Skyfire..."

Cheng Siqi was startled, and his heart skipped a beat, "Is it in the inheritance tower?"

Wuyan was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "This is really a coincidence."

At the same time, on the bone tombstones, the first line of words suddenly appeared——

The demon saint opened the sky, and on the first day, the earth collapsed.

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