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Sensing the spiritual energy that he had thrown to him.

He was found wearing armor and joining an army of unknown faction.

He also became a small leader and was training a small team of soldiers.

Modern training methods are still used.

It seems that this guy quickly integrated into this little world.

And a trace of the power of heaven fell on him.

Is this guy with the KFC bag and a pile of sexy lingerie going to change this little world?

"Fellow Daoist, the small worlds I've encountered seem different from yours." Fang Zuo mentioned those religious kingdoms: "Not only do they possess the might of heaven and earth, but their foundation is primarily based on incense."

"These small worlds of incense and fire that Daoyou mentioned existed after the year of Tianhe Ping in Xuanqiong Bingwu." Biwu Sanren sighed and said, "At that time, spiritual power weakened, and the Three Pure Ones and the Buddhas of Lingshan went far away to seek new opportunities."

"At that time, the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha were absent, the Heavenly Court was powerless to suppress the immortals, and the Underworld could no longer contain the ghosts. The Three Realms were in chaos from then on."

"In order to avoid the loss of their own spiritual energy, other forces followed the Western Paradise Buddhist Kingdom's method and used incense as a base instead of spiritual energy."

“Since then, spiritual power has declined, and incense has flourished.

"These small worlds of incense and fire that Daoyou mentioned appeared during the heyday of the Great Avenue of Incense and Fire."

"However, the number of believers is limited. No matter how prosperous the Avenue of Incense is, it is not as endless as when the spiritual energy was flourishing."

"But how can the monks in the world care about so many things..."

"The Xuan sect abandoned breathing and worshipped the altar, while the Zong sect destroyed the alchemy cauldron to cast a golden body."

"The decrees of Heaven have become empty words, and the laws of the underworld are unable to restrain the evil spirits."

"A wandering cultivator steals a temple and crowns himself a saint; a great demon devours a city and calls himself a spiritual master."

"All forces are trying to break free from the shackles of spiritual power and seize the worshippers' offerings, all of them like Shuras."

"If you steal my believers, I will take away your incense."

"The Three Realms back then were like..." Bi Wu San Ren paused, as if thinking of a word to use. After a long pause, he clapped his hands and said, "To use the words of our current world, the entire Three Realms was like a mafia."

"The mafia..." Fang Zuo had a strange look on his face.

Suddenly I thought of my huge watermelon knife...

And those bellybands and sexy lingerie above.

Chapter 370 Yang Shen Realm

Inside the cave.

Fang Zuo thought of the kitchen knife thoughtfully.

An inexplicable feeling began to appear again.

Just when this illusion appeared.

Interrupted by the other party.

"What's wrong? It seems like you seem to be remembering something." Bi Wu San Ren stroked his white beard and asked with a smile, "Why don't you tell me about it? Perhaps I can help you resolve some of your doubts and enlighten your thoughts."

"Nothing, just some memories from the past. No need to bother you anymore." Fang Zuo collected his thoughts and continued, "You just mentioned that the spiritual energy is weakening, and the cultivators from the three realms are turning to the path of incense and fire."

"But even if this avenue of incense flourished for a while, it would eventually come to an end..."

"Otherwise, the monks today wouldn't still be cultivating with meager spiritual energy..."

"You are absolutely right, Daoist friend." Biwu Sanren sighed, shook his head, and said with a compassionate look on his face:

"As the saying goes, everything turns to its opposite when it reaches its extreme; a solitary yang cannot survive... Yin and yang are interdependent, rising and falling at their own peril! This avenue of incense and fire comes quickly, but it also ends quickly."

"When the Spiritual Energy Avenue was flourishing, demonic cultivators were still a minority, but when the Incense Avenue was popular, almost everyone was a demonic cultivator."

"These believers and incense are the precious treasures of the monks. If you want to improve your realm, just rob them... What could be easier than robbing?"

"Those powerful incense masters, their golden bodies are wrapped in the skins of their fellow disciples. The incense altar is covered with the bones of their dearest friends, and the residual souls of their fellow disciples are hung as wicks in the incense hall."

"The three realms are like the Shura Dojo. Where is the morality? They are full of jackals."

"It's a pity that the other creatures in the Three Realms, whether they are humans... demons, ghosts, or spirits, have been kept captive and raised like beasts by believers, praying day and night to produce incense."

"These powerful beings of the Great Avenue of Incense and Fire fought for believers in their own worlds, and later attacked each other in smaller worlds... The entire Three Realms were in an endless struggle..."

"It wasn't until after that strange sound that we old folks, who had been shut up in the mountain gates, curiously opened the cave and poked our heads out, only to discover..."

"The avenue of incense has been cut off, and everything has returned to the way it was..."

"However, the four continents were shattered, leaving only one and a half..."

"Of the three realms of heaven, earth, and man, only the human realm remains...and the spiritual energy is even thinner..."

"And the Heavenly Dao began to suppress and repel the Yang God Realm..."

"All we can do is hide in the cave and wait for death..."

Biwu Sanren showed a sad expression, sighed, and shook his head continuously.

Fang Zuo consoled him, "That's not necessary. How many fellow Daoists have died in disasters! Daoist friend has finally reached the Yang God realm. It's a good thing that you're free and at ease here, having avoided disasters."

"You are right, fellow Daoist. Of all the friends and relatives I had when I became a Daoist, I am the only one left now." Bi Wu Sanren sighed again, raised his head and asked:

"My fellow Daoist, we hit it off right away and had a great time chatting. I'm wondering how to address you, Daoist friend?"

"My last name is Fang..." Fang Zuo said.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Fang..." Bi Wu Sanren waved his whisk, bowed again, and said, "I see that Fellow Daoist's purple hair has been completed. Soon the [Purple Qi Canopy] will emerge! From now on, your Nascent Soul will travel to the North Sea in the morning and Cang Wu in the evening, free from any worries."

"Once you have mastered the [Pure Yang Golden Lotus], you will be able to refine your spirit and return it to emptiness, and your Yang Spirit will begin to emerge..."

"To be able to do this under such spiritual energy is a blessing from fate, and the Tao is naturally formed."

"You're too kind, fellow Daoist. It was just a stroke of luck." Fang Zuo shook his head. "Although it's only one step away from becoming a Yang God, so many people stop here..."

"It is definitely not a fluke, fellow Daoist, there is no need to be modest. Now that we are on this great road, we can still see that the Daoist sect has a successor. I am truly filled with joy." Bi Wu Sanren laughed and said:

"It's a pity that I will soon pass away and will not be able to see with my own eyes the first Yang God to achieve the great success of my fellow Taoist."

Fang Zuo remained silent.

Even the Yang Shen has a demise.

Only by refining the void and merging with the Tao can one hope to be like the Taoist Ancestor.

Even if the inspiration is gone, you can still find a new opportunity.

"Fellow Daoist Fang..." Biwu Sanren said with a serious face, "I have something to discuss with you..."

"If you don't mind, I would like to give you a little bit of the great power of heaven and earth from my spiritual platform to help you cross this threshold and return to the state of emptiness."

Fang Zuo was stunned, a little surprised: "How can that be possible? If you give me this great power of heaven and earth, I'm afraid you will die immediately..."

"Even if I don't give it to you, I don't have much time left." Bi Wu San Ren shook his head with a bitter expression. "Of course I'm unwilling to accept this, but even those great beings who live as long as the heavens and the earth have to leave and seek new opportunities."

"Even the heavens and the earth have ceased to exist, leaving only this human world..."

"This is the way of heaven. It cannot be forced by human power. I have lived for so many years and have come to terms with it. Fellow Daoist Fang, please don't refuse..."

"Rather than living a few more days and letting the great power of heaven and earth dissipate, I would rather let them help fellow Taoists take this step..."

talking.

A look of sorrow appeared on Biwu Sanren's face. He paused, then forced a smile and said, "As long as I can see that after the spiritual energy is cut off, the Taoist sect still has its pillars that support the sky, I will be able to leave with peace of mind..."

After hearing this, Fang Zuo neither objected nor agreed.

Biwu Sanren sighed.

He then advised, "I know that Fellow Daoist Fang has a profound Dao Heart, but if you rely on your own cultivation, with such a thin spiritual energy, I don't know how long you will have to wait..."

"My help is an opportunity for us. If you don't want to owe me karma, and you have the energy to help me take care of this small world in the future, it will be considered as a way to thank me and repay the karma. How do you do it?"

"If I refuse again, it would seem a bit hypocritical..." Fang Zuo nodded: "In that case, I will be disrespectful to refuse. I don't know how to thank you."

"Great! That's right." Bi Wu Sanren stroked his white beard with satisfaction and nodded with a smile: "Why thank you? Today I come to save you, but who knows if you won't come to save me someday..."

"Then don't waste time. Every moment you wait will reduce my power of heaven and earth." Biwu Sanren swung his whisk and roared:

"Fellow Daoist, quickly open your spiritual platform... gather your Nascent Soul and carefully experience the mighty power of heaven and earth..."

Fang Zuo smiled and said, "Thank you very much, fellow Daoist..."

He closed his eyes and said nothing.

Light gradually began to appear at the spiritual platform.

at the same time.

The Asura patterns all over his body lit up quietly.

A look of joy appeared on Biwu Sanren's old face.

Nodding continuously.

It can be instantaneous.

His expression turned from joy to horror.

His old eyes were bulging.

A big old man with a big mouth.

Fang Zuo's sneering face was reflected in Biwu Sanren's pupils, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

then.

Biwu Sanren's body flew back with a loud bang and hit the stone wall of the cave hard.

Fell to the ground.

He leaned against the stone wall and looked down in disbelief.

His own stomach had been pierced by Fang Zuo's punch.

Empty.

vomit!

Biwu Sanren's throat bulged, he stroked his stomach, and vomited out a broken golden lotus.

He quickly grabbed the golden lotus and swallowed it back into his stomach.

He looked at Fang Zuo with vicious eyes.

The kind expression was long gone.

Only cruelty and hideousness remain.

"Ahhhhhh!! You deserve to die!! You actually hurt my Pure Yang Golden Lotus, you deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!" Bi Wu San Ren shouted viciously, "You little Nascent Soul, how dare you hurt me... You deserve to die!!!"

As he shouted, the wound on his stomach emitted a brilliant light.

Spider-like cracks began to appear throughout the cave, and it instantly shattered into stone pieces.

Everything disappeared.

Become a void.

There is no sun, moon, or stars.

Time and space are meaningless here.

The Asura patterns on Fang Zuo's body emitted bright light, and countless white auspicious clouds were wrapped around his body.

Several large white auspicious clouds were flying at my feet.

He stood upright in the void.

There was still a sneer on his face.

And in the void opposite him.

An old face gradually emerged.

then.

The body slowly appears.