Time passed by in a blink of an eye, and five days passed in a blink of an eye.
Xu Yan's news in Changle City, with the help of interested people, quickly spread throughout the eleven counties of Dazheng.
The news that he was still alive was indeed unexpected.
The night when the master of Changshui Temple showed his true form, he was already unbearably hungry and his mind was blurred.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have done such crazy things as cannibalizing people in the street and trying to beat up the flying cow guards.
But before the leader of Changshui Temple defeated Fei Niuwei and was captured by the Heavenly Official.
All the disciples at Changshui Temple had been devoured by him long ago.
Xu Yan, who was in Changshui Temple at that time and had a low cultivation level, was able to survive.
It's really surprising.
Because of Xu Yan's commotion, the guards in Changle City were even more heavily guarded.
His plan to kill the living corpse has been postponed again and again for five days, and it was not until today that the final decision was made.
In a luxurious black and gold carriage, Bai Shu placed his hands flat on his knees, motionless, like a stone sculpture.
Beside him, Xu Yan's three bald heads were huddled together, snoring like thunder.
In these days, the news about Zen Master Miaoyan, about humans and demons, and about those white eyes spread as fast as a plague.
An invincible immortal, and a Zen monk known for his compassion.
His decision is something that no one in the world can understand.
Zen Master Miaoyan once built Feiyun Temple on the border between Zheng and Chu. With his own efforts, the war did not start for decades.
And as he fell into the boundless path of evil, the world became increasingly complicated.
And Xu Yan was able to break the iron law of purple mist with the body of the Three Realm Yang Talisman, also because of the great Zen Master Miaoyan.
"Yi Ding Heart Sutra"...
This is the mental method created by the great Zen Master Miaoyan himself after observing the changes in the purple mist after attaining the status of human and demon.
It breaks the restrictions of Ziwu on the lower three realms, whether it is fetal breath, training or Yang Talisman... As long as you practice this mental method, you can calmly draw Ziwu into your body, and everyone will become a human demon.
Humans and demons are no longer exclusive to the three middle realms. Great Zen Master Miaoyan spread the Yi Ding Heart Sutra all over the world, just like throwing a spark under the dry grass.
The situation of starting a prairie fire has gradually started to burn...
For thousands of years, the distinction between scholars and common people, the enslavement of lower-ranking people by high-ranking people, the difference between sweet food and vegetable food, noble people and common people——
These things, which have been in opposition to each other for hundreds of thousands of years, are like things that can never be moved. With the appearance of the purple mist, they are slowly changing little by little.
No matter what kind of mentality or martial arts, the more advanced it is, the more restrictions it will have.
In the "Tianping Niu Mo Zheng Sutra" practiced by Xu Hong, he must take the perfect iron essence every day to maintain his body; in the "Miaofa Heart Sutra" practiced by Xu Hong, he must cultivate a Dharma in his heart every time he breaks through a realm.
Lotus seeds...
As for the Red Dragon Heart Sutra, there is no need to mention it.
The red dragon tribulation that burned in the sea of the heart, even if it is the fifth or sixth realm, it is difficult to escape if you are not careful.
Either qualifications or qualifications...
Such prerequisites mean that even if the martial law is banned and the law is taught to all peoples, there will still be judgments among themselves.
There can never be absolute balance in the world.
After all, people are different.
But the anomaly Ziwu, with a majestic and unshakable posture, boldly burst into the eyes of the world.
No one knows its origin, even before Jedi Tiantong, there has never been such a weird celestial phenomenon.
There are no barriers, no barriers, no need for roots, no need for understanding and qualifications...
As long as you can resist the chaotic and dense murmurs in the purple mist, improving your realm is as easy as eating and drinking.
Originally, only the body and soul of the Third Middle Realm could do this.
But since the great Zen Master Miaoyan fell into the state of a human demon, this invincible immortal created the "Yi Ding Heart Sutra" for unknown reasons -
The magical effect of purple mist is not limited to the three middle realms.
Although it is difficult, it is not too difficult.
It is not comparable to the "Red Dragon Heart Sutra", and compared with the "Miaofa Heart Sutra" practiced by Xu Chang, it is also far inferior in difficulty.
After the great Zen Master Miaoyan spread his inner teachings to the world, it spread throughout the Central China.
The number of human demons also mushroomed like mushrooms after a spring rain.
The firewood of troubled times has quietly begun to burn...
At this thought, Baizhu's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.
He has not forgotten Xu Yan's last words.
Great Zen Master Miaoyan, Xu Yan... what exactly do they want to do?
Destroy the world?
"Junior brother, you don't have to worry."
At some point, Xu Yan, who was snoring like thunder, woke up.
He rubbed his eyes and pushed Xu Yu away from him.
"If the sky is falling, there will be tall men to hold it up. Master, Master Xuanwen, the abbot, and all the immortals have not taken action yet. It is useless for you to worry about it."
"Master? Is Master still in the world?"
"God knows."
Xu Yan touched his head and laughed:
"A person who has lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years. God knows if he is the poor Confucian sect who came just to scare honest people like me."
"As long as you live a good life and practice, you don't need to think too much about anything else."
The tall and fat monk sat next to Baizhu, gently patted the young monk on the shoulder, and said comfortingly:
"If you can worship in the Holy Land of Vajra, you will really gain face for your teacher and senior brothers. In the future, when you drink and brag, your senior brothers will be more confident."
"The commandments say you can't drink alcohol."
"I drink secretly!"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
The number of human demons is increasing day by day, and the number of cannibalistic crimes is also increasing day by day.
No matter whether they are human demons or living corpses, they cannot suppress their cannibalism.
The urge to thirst for blood is enough to make them tear apart the clothes of human ethics and etiquette and turn into a naked, irrational evil beast.
Is this kind of leather tripod really a leather tripod?
Let a group of man-eating evil beasts bring peace to the world, no matter how you think about it, it seems ridiculous.
Bai Zhu gently pressed two fingers between his eyebrows, his eyes slightly focused.
Yesterday, an urgent report came from General Sun's mansion. He was present at the time and saw the words on the letter.
The letter mentioned a small border town.
The story of a martial arts practitioner who has exhausted his potential and is just waiting to die of old age. After obtaining the "Yi Ding Heart Sutra", he transforms into a human and a demon.
I don’t know how long he has been hiding, but by the time he was discovered, most of the people in the town had been eaten by him.
The old and dying martial arts practitioner even successfully broke through the Yang Fu and became a real third realm.
This kind of tragic situation in the world is happening all the time.
Xu Yan didn't say anything, but his heart was extremely heavy and he frowned.
Troubled times are coming, and these humans and demons are the real troubled times.
but……
Bai Shu chuckled softly in his heart and suddenly felt a lot relieved.
In this way, you don’t have to worry about attribute values...
The two sat in silence for a while. After half an hour, the carriage slowly stopped.
"Four Masters."
The coachman who opened the curtain had a smile on his face and bowed his back earnestly:
