Under the extremely cold underground in the west of Bianlan Realm, there lives a group of demons.
Most of the demons have red eyes and fangs, and they like to feed on humans. Humans are a great supplement to them, especially monks, who are as good as a panacea to them.
The demons and humans have been at odds for a long time. The humans are strong and suppress the demons and retreat to the bitter cold land, not daring to easily go to the ground to cause chaos.
Especially Western Buddhism is even more intimidating to the demons.
However, people die for wealth, and birds die for food. Even if Western Buddhist cultivators are in charge, sporadic demons still venture out of the ground every year and every month to cause trouble in the human race.
Strictly speaking, the demons are a new race, and demon cultivators are human monks who practice demonic techniques. However, over time, demons and human demon cultivators have been confused with each other, and both are called demon cultivators.
The group of demonic cultivators in the extremely cold place regard the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple as a serious threat, so naturally they always pay attention to the actions of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
There was demonic energy in Foshan, and the demons were overjoyed and speculated about the reincarnation of the tree soul.
As for An Qingli, of course he also came into the sight of the demons.
Human demon cultivators and underground demons collude to some extent because of mutual interests. Therefore, some human demon cultivators can also be regarded as the demon clan's spies on the surface.
There are also precautions on the Buddhist side, which is why when An Qing went to practice in Foshan, Buddhism gave high-level Buddhist beads bracelets and sent eminent Buddhist monks to guard them secretly.
Without the string of high-level beads given by Buddhism, An Qingli would not be able to accumulate the power of merit, let alone experience the wonders of the power of merit.
An Qingli cultivates trees for Buddhism, and Buddhism helps An Qingli gain merit and virtue. It can only be said that every drink and every peck has a certain number.
In particular, Xiao Jintan taught An Qingli the magical method of high-level salvation, which helped An Qingli even more.
After An Qingli saw Xiao Kongjian of the devil's body and Buddha's mind, and learned the inside story, he returned to the pure Zen room.
The snow-white speeding rabbit is still lying under the Bodhi tree, eagerly waiting for the Bodhi tree to drop its leaves.
The leaves of Shenzhi are very nourishing. It is greedy, and it also wants to eat the leaves of Xiao Jintan.
But how could Xiao Jintan agree? Every golden leaf is a part of its body and contains its essence. If you eat one, it will lose a little bit of its essence.
It is in the stage of accumulating essence to advance, and it will not give the essence it has worked so hard to accumulate to a big white rabbit that has no worries about food and drink.
What's more, this big white rabbit has a big intestine, and one or two golden cloud leaves can't satisfy it at all.
The big white rabbit, who is not yet fully intelligent, is lying under the Bodhi tree, eagerly looking forward to the leaves falling from the sky.
at the same time.
The bitter cold land of the West.
The underground black air is lingering, and the spiritual energy is extremely thin, making it difficult for human monks to step into it.
A humanoid demon cultivator on the ground sent a message.
"I'm reporting to the Demon King that the little girl who was raising trees has gone to Mount Putuo again."
In the Nuo Da Black Demon Palace, the nine-foot-tall Demon Lord is hugging him from left to right. On the left and right are the beauties of the Demon Clan. Their whole body is black and shiny, and they have two fleshy soft horns on their heads. In the eyes of the Demon Clan,
It's so cute.
The Hunyuan Demon Lord's eyes were red.
The redder the eyes, the higher the cultivation level.
The Demon Lord's cultivation level is equivalent to the human monk's state of becoming a god. Above the Demon Lord, there is the Demon Lord, which is equivalent to the human monk's state of transcending tribulation.
Unlike the human race, which has many monks who can transform into gods and overcome tribulations at the same time, the demon race has always had only one demon lord and one demon king. The rest of the demon cultivators of the same realm can only be called elders.
If the Demon Lord is compared to a human emperor, then the Demon Lord is like the Supreme Emperor, who ignores trivial matters, but has a very high status.
"An Qingli?"
Demon Lord Hunyuan drank the wine of human blood in the cup and murmured this name. Immediately, the demons appeared, one on the left and the other on the right, unfolding a painting.
That painting was none other than An Qingli, and it was also the masterpiece that amazed everyone on the black market.
"Eh, so ugly!"
The two demon beauties looked down upon each other at the same time.
"It's ugly."
Hunyuan Demon Lord also nodded in agreement.
His skin is too white, his head has no horns, and he is so ugly that he is eye-catching.
"Want to kill?"
A demon elder spoke up.
"Need not."
Demon Lord Hunyuan took another sip of human blood wine.
Not long ago, there was a fight between high-level old monsters of the human race, which resulted in the loss of a lot of high-level combat power. The world of cultivation in the Central Plains was in chaos. The human demon cultivators took the opportunity to kidnap many monks and feed them to the underground demons.
Of course, the demons did not treat them badly. They were allowed to go underground and practice for different periods of time according to the quantity and quality of their contributions.
The demon elder thought thoughtfully and said: "According to reports from demon cultivators on the ground, the alchemy girl named An Qingli is also quite capable of raising grass. If she is really allowed to raise the bodhi tree, wouldn't it be even more difficult for those Buddhist bald donkeys?
Step on our heads."
"How is that possible!" Demon Lord Hunyuan laughed wildly, his eyes as red as the blood wine in the glass, "The reincarnated tree soul is a god and a devil. It is born with this constitution, and it is impossible to remove the evil spirit.
If the demonic energy is not removed, the tree soul cannot return to its original form. We just let those bald donkeys toss and toss, but in the end it is all in vain. Wouldn’t it be a great pleasure to the devil?”
The two demon beauties immediately flattered: "The demon king is wise."
"But." The demon elder was still worried. Just in case, it would be best to get rid of the human girl named An Qingli.
"It's nothing!" Demon Lord Hunyuan was extremely confident, "The secret technique performed by the Demon Lord himself, the tree soul that introduced his own demonic energy, don't you still believe in the Demon Lord's ability? What are you doing to touch that insignificant little girl?
Because of her, the old bald donkey is busy and has no time to keep an eye on us demons. If we kill that little girl, the old bald donkey will focus on us again."
The demon elder could only endure the helplessness: ".The demon king is wise."
Demon Lord Hunyuan gave the superior human blood wine to the elder and comforted him: "The human race is in chaos, and the Buddhist sect is busy cultivating trees. It is a good time for our demon sect to rise. Instead of paying attention to that little girl, it is better to capture more high-ranking people."
The high-level monks go underground to help us demons, old and young, practice."
"The Demon Lord is wise! God bless my Demon Clan!" All the people in the hall responded.
Putuo Mountain Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has closed its doors and set up restrictions, and An Qingli is asking Xiao Jintan for advice.
They are all divine plants. Maybe Xiao Jintan has a way to save the soulless bodhi tree.
Xiao Jintan sighed, thinking about Xiao Kongjian whose eyes were as red as lanterns, and sighed heavily again.
Either it doesn't want to help, or it's afraid that it won't be able to help. It's only level four and not too strong.
"Is there any way?" An Qingli asked.
Xiao Jintan flattened his mouth and said pitifully: "Probably."
An Qingli was stunned, and when he saw Xiao Jintan like this, he knew that even if there was a way, the price would be huge.
"Are you willing to help?" An Qingli asked again. She respected her contract partner and let it choose by itself.
Xiao Jintan said "Wow", threw himself into An Qingli's arms, and said sadly: "If I don't go to hell, who will. When we were on the streets of the black market, I was the first to suggest that Qingli help the Buddhists. Unexpectedly,
, in the end this cause and effect fell on me, Qingli, it was really difficult for me."