"Yuanjun filtered it. Although I have his mind, with Yuanjun's level, if I peek into Yuanjun's thoughts, I will definitely be discovered!"
Shang Yi smiled slightly and continued.
Qu Jiuniang turned to ask:
"What's so special about that little monk? That a monster like you pays so much attention to it!"
Shang Yi smiled and said:
"The young monk's qualifications, understanding, and will are good, and he has deep blessings. Although my destiny power cannot be seen clearly, I can still feel that the two young monks just now have great luck!"
Qu Jiuniang smacked her lips and said:
"What's going on in Shaolin Temple? Two good young talents just popped out of the Shaolin Temple!?"
Shang Yi smiled and said:
"I'm afraid it's not good luck, it's just a rebound! After all, I guess Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple is probably the magician Han Guang pretending to be ten years ago!
That’s why Shaolin Temple has become so weird recently!”
Qu Jiuniang was shocked when she heard this and said:
"Strange, what's strange!?"
Shang Yi said:
"Yuanjun should know that master, it should be Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple, but when I went to Yuhai before, I also heard that the crying old man was born, and even Hanhai wanted to integrate this place and establish a big force!"
Qu Jiuniang said in surprise:
"What a coincidence, the two of them are life and death enemies!"
"Yes, Master Xuanbei is coming to the vast sea, but Old Man Weeping is nearby. With Old Man Weeping's vengeful character, he must want to get rid of Xuanbei!
So here’s the question, the news about Master Xuanbei’s appearance should be quite secret, but why was it known to the crying old man?
Furthermore, back then..."
Shang Yi told Qu Jiuniang about the situation during the battle with the magician Han Guang and Abbot Kongwen, as well as his speculations about the two.
His idea is actually very simple. There is no such thing as rescuing Abbot Kongwen, but using it to attract the attention of the leader of the Immortal Trail, "Lingbao Tianzun", and it is best to become his early supporter.
The purpose of making a name for the crying old man is to gain fame while not becoming a pawn in the calculations of all the political forces; the purpose of revealing Abbot Kongwen's story is to make Chonghe Taoist Priest more wary of the mythical leader "Celestial Emperor", who is disguised as the current Shaolin
The abbot's magician Han Guang.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect you to have such an experience. In this case, that magician Han Guang may really be the Emperor of Heaven of the Shinhwa Organization!
Don’t reveal this matter casually, I will pass it on to Lingbao Tianzun, and he will find a way to solve it!”
Qu Jiuniang said to Shang Yi.
Shang Yi nodded vaguely after hearing this, and then returned to his room to rest.
Tomorrow is about to usher in a fierce battle, so Shang Yi naturally has to adjust his condition to avoid capsizing.
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The next day, Shang Yi watched in the inn lobby as Meng Qi tried every means to escape from Xuan Bei, but was always caught back at the last moment. What a tug-of-war between his uncle and his nephew.
Shang Yi thought of the agarwood and Erlang Shen in the lotus lantern.
I just don’t know if there was anything like Agarwood saving her mother in the past of this world!
Suddenly, Shang Yi saw the little monk Zhenhui next to Meng Qi glance at him. His heart tightened and he stopped thinking.
He almost forgot that the true master of the cricket in his heart was right in front of him. This Zhenhui was the reincarnation of a ray of divine consciousness from the True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao!
Shang Yi calmed down and continued to eat his food, as if the food here was so delicious. It must be said that the food at the first Hanhai restaurant was also very dark. Although the taste was good, the price was too high.
Meng Qi, Xuan Bei and others also learned from Xiao Er that the crying old man who had been missing for many years had returned to the world and became the "Halle" national advisor. He was recruiting swordsmen and bandits, and planned to conquer the country to the west of the vast sea and to the east of the God Burial Desert.
, the oases united to establish a unified force like the Great Zhou and the Great Jin!
"This is quite courageous..." Meng Qi praised, if he could accomplish his great cause, the crying old man would be regarded as the First Emperor in the Western Regions.
While admiring, Meng Qi suddenly noticed that something was wrong with his master's face. Normally, except when he was praising himself and Zhenhui, he would be melancholy and gloomy. But at this time, his face was as dark as water, without any trace of melancholy.
"Master, do you know the 'Crying Old Man'?" Meng Qi could only guess this.
Xuan Bei looked at the tea cup in his hand and said with a touch of emotion: "The crying old man, whose real name is unknown, is a master at the peak of the exterior scene. He is active in Longxi of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Sea of Death and the God Burial Desert. He is ranked 33rd on the land list. He is good at
The techniques are the 'Kung Sand Divine Kung Fu' and the 'Eighteen Beats of Wrongful Souls', which can be said to be the most ferocious and stubborn."
"So amazing..." Meng Qi is no longer a little monk with limited experience. He will not think that crying for an old man is nothing when he hears that he is only ranked 33rd on the earth list. You must know that there are only ten people of Dharma height in the sky list.
Coupled with masters who are reclusive, reclusive, or have little reputation, the Crying Old Man is also one of the top sixty terrifying figures in the world.
When Xuan Bei saw the waiter going to greet others, he sighed softly and said in a low voice: "My master's face must have been ugly just now, right?"
"Master, do you have a grudge against the crying old man?" Zhenhui hit the nail on the head and had no consciousness of covering up for the Master.
Meng Qi secretly laughed, luckily he had a stupid junior brother, otherwise it would be difficult for him to ask questions.
Xuan Bei looked at the floating tea with a few tea leaves, and his melancholy suddenly became stronger: "My teacher's common name is Tang Zhan. He is considered a top master on the Ganlong Road. He is only one step away from becoming a master. At that time, my teacher hated evil as much as I hated him.
Once while escorting a friend to the 'Burial Mountain' where the Vajra Temple is located, I casually killed a thief who had raped and killed many chivalrous women."
"Unexpectedly, the adulterer had a good master called 'Shangren Tianhuang'. He couldn't defeat his master, and he was not angry that his disciple was killed. He actually attacked his master Zhuangzi before he returned to Ganlong Road.
After killing all the old, weak, women and children, only an old servant escaped with his master and his two young sons, and went all the way west to find his master. Unfortunately, he was caught up before entering the vast sea..."
He spoke calmly, with no fluctuation in his tone, but Meng Qi somehow heard the deep loneliness and deep-seated hatred in it.
"After I learned about this, I really felt a sense of disillusionment, as if I had been awakened from a thirty-five-year dream. I was filled with hatred, and the fire of revenge burned my soul. However, 'Master Tianhuang' also had a good master."
"Crying old man?" If Meng Qi hadn't guessed this, he would have read so many novels in vain.
Xuan Bei nodded lightly: "After being patient for a few years, I finally got the opportunity and killed the whole family of 'Master Tianhuang'. After that, I was chased by the 'Crying Old Man' all the way into the hinterland of the Central Plains. Fortunately, I was favored by the abbot and guided him.
Only when you enter Buddhism as a teacher will you become stable, so if you encounter a crying old man or his disciples in the future, remember to be careful."
There are no ups and downs, and no cruel scenes. Xuan Bei seems to be talking about other people's affairs.
The reason why he was willing to tell such painful things was because after hearing the news that the crying old man had returned to the world, he wanted to remind his disciples that Mo had carelessly revealed his identity in front of them.
He did not lower his voice deliberately, but all the guests around him turned a deaf ear. It seemed that no one spoke at all.
Meng Qi glanced at Shang Yi from a distance, and happened to see Shang Yi's ears twitching slightly, obviously hearing what Xuan Bei said just now.
He suddenly thought that when he was in the six realms of reincarnation, Shang Yi once said that he would be in trouble this time. Could it be that "crying old man"?
Thinking again of the speculation about problems within the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi suddenly felt that maybe the Crying Old Man was born this time. In addition to being greedy for power, he might have somehow learned from within the Shaolin Temple that the Master was about to leave the Hanhai for the King Kong Temple.
"Is this directed at Master!?"
Meng Qi still doesn't understand. He naturally knows that the other party cannot set up such a big plan to target him, so it must be his master, Master Xuanbei, the great master of location shooting!
Shang Yi was already clear about this. He did not attract Xuan Bei's attention. He just watched Xuan Bei walking outside with two disciples, Zhen Hui and Meng Qi. Xuan Bei obviously wanted to pay homage to his two disciples.
As a young boy, there was no need for him to join in the fun.
Sure enough, not long after Xuanbei and the others left, the celestial phenomena began to change, with strong winds howling and dark winds roaring, as if countless ghosts were escaping from the underworld.
Shang Yi's eyes flashed with golden light, but he could clearly see that there were countless winds and sands rolling up in the vast sea in the distance. There were flying sand and rocks in a radius of hundreds of miles, and they were rushing to the top of the hill.
The oasis at the foot of the mountain withered instantly, and the cattle and sheep herders stood dehydrated one by one, like mummies. The earth was dry and cracked inch by inch, like a natural disaster!
In the battlefield, with the top of the hill as the core, the gravel is like a dragon, blocking out the sun and rolling into the sky in circles, as if the most terrifying sandstorm is coming.
And in the swirling hurricane of sand, there are vague shadows. They are twisted, shapeless, gloomy, and screaming, and they are constantly rushing towards the peak.
This is exactly the "Evil Ghost Seeking Life" of the "Eighteen Beats of Wronged Souls" activated by the Crying Old Man's Kuangsha Magic Power!
At the foot of the mountain, the verdant oasis quickly withered under the flying "sand" and walking stones. The ground was desolate and yellow, as if all the water had been drained. The cattle and sheep herdsmen all stood frozen in place, their skin and muscles were dehydrated inch by inch, and there were faint black shadows coming from the ground.
They flew out of their bodies and threw themselves at the "evil ghosts" at the top of the mountain.
This horrific scene does not stop at the hills and nearby oasis, but spreads to a radius of hundreds of miles, draining the souls of all living creatures and withering the entire earth.
Outside the Quicksand Collection, shrouded in wind and sand, the relatively normal soil is dry and cracked, extending from the direction of the hill to the interior of the Collection, and then to the area behind.
On the set, pedestrians were stunned one after another, their movements were slow, their skin was shriveled, and there were black shadows struggling to come out of their bodies.
The wind and sand hit the outside of "The First Home in Hanhai", making a dense crackling sound, causing the seemingly shabby inn to sway and make a creaking sound. It seemed that it would soon lose its moisture and turn into powder.
Collapsed to the ground.
And inside the inn, the tables of guests were like the herdsmen outside, becoming sluggish and about to lose their minds.
Qu Jiuniang stood up immediately, raised her eyebrows, and shouted loudly: "If you are old and immortal, be careful of God's punishment. You will give birth to a son without an asshole! I have invited you to mess with you in my inn!"
Following her cold scolding, a cold wind seemed to blow through the inn. All the guests who were dining and staying shuddered, woke up, and looked at each other, full of fear. At the same time, the wooden panels on the exterior walls of the inn were also gone.
There were no signs of dehydration, but it was still swaying and creaking under the wind and sand.
"A grandmaster-level fight is too scary..." Shake, whose eyes were like sapphires, muttered to himself. This place was dozens of miles away from the fight. He and others were almost sucked out of their souls. If it weren't for the mysterious Qu Jiuniang
Now, I'm afraid I can't escape this disaster.
Shang Yi was naturally not affected, but his expression became colder and colder. The old man's methods were too cruel. He used evil skills unscrupulously, and for the power of the moves, he included all the creatures within the range of his spirit.
In "Evil Ghost Seeking Life", the more souls gathered, the more powerful it becomes!
However, the Jianghu people don’t say anything, but those innocent herdsmen, traders, travelers, etc. all died because of the crying old man’s actions. Is this reasonable? Is this fair? Can we just watch this?
Seemingly seeing the change in Shang Yi's expression, Qu Jiuniang sent a message:
"Boy, don't be impulsive. The crying old man is a grand master who ranks at the top of the outdoor scene. He has already crossed three ladders. You haven't really reached the realm of outdoor scenes, so there is no point in taking action!"
But Shang Yi shook his head and said through his "other minds":
"If I don't take action, my thoughts are not clear. If my thoughts are not clear, why should I practice martial arts!"
With that said, he took one step forward and disappeared into the inn.
There were also knowledgeable people in the inn, and they suddenly exclaimed in a low voice:
"That's one of the six magical powers of Buddhism, the Divine Foot Power!?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Who is he? He has already realized the magical power at such a young age?"
"That seems to be the young prodigy who has just emerged recently - Huai Kong. On the way to Yuhai two months ago, he killed many horse bandits and even some martial artists who were at the peak of enlightenment. And no one could recognize his martial arts path.
Every move and every move is the most common form of martial arts."
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After leaving the inn, Shang Yi did not directly participate in the battle between the crying old man and Xuan Bei. Instead, he stood in the void with his divine foot power and used the power of the precious weapon "Xuanniao" to operate the "Sacrifice of the Body".
Immediately, immeasurable Buddha's light bloomed in the void, shining on the figures that had been drained of their life force and were slowly turning into mummies.
Meng Qi, who had difficulty moving in the quicksand due to the Crying Old Man's action, also recovered. The dark gold flowing on his skin was no longer dim and became pure again.
Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, the vitality of those innocent creatures that had been extracted is slowly recovering, and the death energy, ruined energy and even the Yin energy infected by the "Eighteen Beats of Wrongful Souls" in these creatures, and the ghost energy follow the
The connection of sacrificing one's life poured into Shang Yi's body.
Sacrifice one's life, feed tigers and eagles, sacrifice one's life to become benevolent.
This is the Buddhist method of absorbing other people's injuries and illnesses into one's own body, and transferring the vitality to save people. He saved the young hero Lin in the Doercha world, and now Shang Yi naturally wants to use this to save those people.
Innocent creatures.
Moreover, with Shang Yi's realm breakthrough and the treasured weapon "Xuanniao" absorbing the power of heaven and earth, the price to save these ordinary people is not high.
What needs more attention is that Shang Yi absorbed extremely negative energy such as death energy, ruin energy, yin energy, and ghost energy from his body. As soon as these energies entered Shang Yi's body, they began to rush around and destroy Shang Yi's meridians.
, acupoints and internal organs.
Shang Yi was not worried at all about this. As soon as his mind changed, his free heartbeat vibrated in his body.
"Dang~dang~dang~"
An old shadow with white hair and beard suddenly appeared above the golden clock.
"Shua~shua~shua~"
The old shadow waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed continuously. The eighteen swords in front were struck extremely fast and sharply, forming a sword net "three or three inexhaustible, six or six infinity"; followed by four fierce moves
A ruthless, ruthless sword; in the end, the twenty-two swords merged into one, evolving into a peerless sword that shattered time and space.
In the end, the old shadow disappeared from the Zi Zi Xin Clock, leaving only a pure and extremely powerful sword mark.
Shang Yi still didn't stop. The realization of the complete destruction of the Devouring Star World flashed in his heart. The death aura, yin energy, and ghost energy that flowed into Shang Yi's body were blended together by Shang Yi's powerful spiritual power at this moment. As
It evolves by destroying the evolution of the original perception.
"When~~~"
The free heart clock in Shang Yi's body vibrated. As Shang Yi evolved into the origin of destruction, he instantly felt that on the other side of the void, there was a world full of endless demonic energy, yin energy, death aura and destructive power.
"Jiuyou!"
Shang Yi murmured in his heart, and the Jiuyou World seemed to sense Shang Yi's potential in the path of destruction, and the Jiuyou Demonic Energy continued to merge into his body along the void.
Below the Zi Zi Heart Bell, the Nine Nether Demonic Qi gathered, eventually forming an illusory small world of Nine Nethers, which seemed to be suppressed by Shang Yi's Zi Zi Heart Bell, but also seemed to form the two poles of good and evil.
Shang Yi's perception of destruction was merged with the Twenty-Three Swords on the Zizi Heart Bell. The sword that broke through time and space became the Twenty-Three Swords of Destroying Heaven and Destroying Earth that belonged exclusively to Shang Yi!
