"Lord, please accept us!" the white-haired old man and others said respectfully.
"I'm only of average ability, do you really think I can become a true successor?" Yang Jidan looked at the crowd and suddenly asked.
The white-haired old man and others looked at each other and said: "The Lord has unparalleled understanding. It will be a matter of time before he becomes the true successor."
"It is our honor and luck to be able to work on the same mission with a genius like the Lord this time. We know that our talents are not very good. If it were him, we would never have the courage to dare to say the words of following the Lord."
"We know that this is the only opportunity to get close to the Lord. If we miss it, the Lord and we will be like the sky and the earth, and we will never meet."
"So I mustered up the courage to seize this only opportunity. Please accept me, Lord."
Everyone lowered their heads and bowed deeply.
Yang Ji stared blankly and saw that no strange information appeared above their heads. He paused for three breaths and said in deep thought:
"After so many years of practice, this is the first time I have met someone who wants to follow me. Let me ask you, do you sincerely follow me?"
"Our lives were brought back by the Lord. We are willing to follow the Lord to the death without any second thoughts!" The white-haired old man and others said firmly.
"Perhaps this is a predetermined fate. Since you have this intention, let's work together on the path to eternal life!" Yang Ji looked at everyone and said.
"Thank you so much, Lord, and I am willing to do my best for you." The white-haired old man and others looked at each other, their expressions were overjoyed, and they bowed deeply again.
Yang Ji nodded and accepted it calmly.
Today is different from the past. When your strength increases, you must learn to adapt to the aura and benefits brought by "genius". Yang Ji will not pretend to be pretentious and avoid it.
This is the self-confidence of a strong man, and it is also the responsibility that he should support when he says the word "Lord".
"Okay, you guys, get up." Yang Jidan said calmly.
"Thank you, Lord." Everyone slowly stood up straight.
The white-haired old man said at this time: "Your Majesty, the Lord of Baxuan City is dead. What should I do with the evil little holy medicine they cultivated?"
"It's gone." The girl in the costume suddenly said.
"It's gone?" Everyone looked at the altar and found that there was nothing on it.
The well-dressed girl slowly floated up, with two divine lights shooting out of her eyes, scanning every corner of the secret room.
Yang Ji was also walking in the secret room at this moment, with piercing eyes, looking around for traces of the solitary demon.
stop!
Suddenly, a harsh sound broke through the air.
Everyone turned around and found a palm-sized black shadow emerging from under a piece of rag, running away at a very fast speed. The speed was no less than that of an ordinary person in the Golden Core Realm.
"Want to escape? It's not that easy!"
Yang Ji's figure shook a few times, leaving behind a shadow that appeared strangely at the door of the secret room, blocking the running black shadow.
The black shadow was the solitary demon. Seeing that the way forward was blocked, a child's face full of fear appeared on its fungus cap.
Facing Yang Ji, its expression was full of unspeakable fear, and the bacterium turned into legs, and it immediately ran away again.
Woo!
It was so fast that only a black line could be seen. It seemed that it was running at full power in order to survive.
"Where to escape, come here obediently!"
Yang Ji stretched out one hand, and his true energy turned into a big hand and moved towards Mo Gu.
The demon let out a whimpering sound, and while running away, he looked back, and his eyes actually showed a sign of begging for mercy, and there was also an anthropomorphic cunningness in his fear.
Between swaying and swaying, it was like drifting, perfectly dodging Yang Ji's palm of infuriating energy.
"Huh? This guy can also use body skills?" Yang Ji was slightly surprised, and suddenly released the sword field, and countless air turned into flying swords and rushed forward, sealing and surrounding him.
Mogu sensed this boundless sword intent, and his heart was torn apart.
It wanted to escape, but a powerful sword intention had enveloped it, and flying swords were pressing in from the air around it. Even though its feet were twisted into flowers on the spot, it did not dare to take a step forward.
You know, this terrifying sword intent can kill even Demon Sect Daozi, and it has witnessed this scene with its own eyes.
Fear arrived as expected, and the sword area quickly shrunk, completely trapping it.
Yang Ji reached out his true energy hand at the right moment and grabbed him.
Mugu knew that he could not escape, so he no longer struggled, his body shrunk slightly, and his eyes revealed a deep sense of pity.
"This demon has such a strong spirituality." The white-haired old man came closer and said in surprise.
"The little holy elixir can communicate with people using thoughts, so it is naturally spiritual." The girl in the costume was not surprised.
"Although this little Yin elixir is a bit evil, it is a good material for refining the 'Yin Erosion Pill'. It is a good elixir for improving your cultivation. If the Lord can refine it into a pill and take it, your cultivation will be enhanced."
Much better." The white-haired old man said.
"Your uncle, you are evil. Your second uncle, you are the best material for refining the 'Yin Erosion Pill'." Mo Gu suddenly spit out the fragrance, and everyone was stunned for a moment, "It can talk, it has possession of
The elixir of wisdom?”
"No, it's not a holy medicine." Yang Ji saw clearly that this was the little holy medicine. As it spoke, he saw [super powerful spiritual intelligence born from absorbing countless monks' soul fragments] appear above its head.
"It seems that the blood refining array not only refined the essence of the monk's flesh and blood, but also refined the monk's soul, thus creating its super spiritual intelligence." Yang Jidan said.
"No wonder, why can the little holy elixir speak? If the yin little holy elixir has such intelligence, it will be more effective if it is refined into an elixir." The white-haired old man's eyes suddenly lit up.
"You old man, look carefully, I am not the yin little holy medicine, nor am I the evil little holy medicine. Amitabha, I am the merciful Buddha!"
Mo Gu's angry eyes instantly became dull, like an old monk who had entered samadhi, and his temperament suddenly changed drastically.
The golden Buddha light actually emerged from the top of its head, which was mysterious and simple, solemn and solemn at the same time.
At this moment, there was still a hint of "demon" in Mogu, but he actually transformed into a miniature boy glowing with Buddha's light.
Its fierceness disappeared, replaced by a smooth and lovely one, with bright eyes and white teeth, and its whole body shrouded in precious light, making it extremely sacred.
At this moment, there was no trace of a monster, and his otherworldly temperament actually surpassed everyone present.
It lightly clasped its hands, shrouded in Buddha's light, showing a gentle smile, and said to Yang Ji and others: "Hello, donors."
That calm expression and dignified temperament are like a enlightened Buddha.
"It's incredible, this guy can actually change his shape and use illusions to cover people's eyes and ears." The white-haired old man and others were surprised and marveled.
Only when Yang Ji saw this scene, his eyes narrowed, and he actually saw the word "Buddhist Sutra" on the head of the little boy transformed by the demon. This was not an illusion at all, but a Buddhist sutra.
"Could it be that the blood refining array not only refined the flesh and blood essence and soul wisdom of the monks, but also refined other people's techniques for it to cultivate? This demon is such a great creation."