In the mountains, the smell of blood is diffuse and cannot be dispersed by the wind.
Looking at the exploding blood mist, everyone outside the ancient temple and in the forest stood stunned.
In the distance, many people's faces were anxious and frightened. They were still silent in the terror of the clay sculpture that was about to emerge. However, they saw the exploded body of the Red Sun Dharma King.
His expression was very wonderful for a moment.
"Yang prison!"
In the valley, the shrill roar of the Red Sun Dharma King was still echoing, and the anger and resentment contained in it made everyone who heard it feel chilly in their hearts.
"King of the Northwest!"
Compared to the others, Li Yuan reacted the fastest. His tense expression finally relaxed, and he immediately fell to the ground without thinking, suppressing his boiling energy and blood.
"Buddha!"
The ferocious face of the Red Sun Dharma King emerged from the blood mist invisible to ordinary people. He still wanted to rush into the ancient temple.
But the next moment, he was poured with extremely hot blood, and the whole thing seemed to be on fire.
Woo!
Behind the open temple door, Yang Yu flicked his finger, and the ghostly figure, with its teeth and claws snarling, rushed forward with great ferocity.
After suppressing the Black Mountain Old Demon, the Three Great Dao Fruits, including the Purple Gold Devouring Evil Treasure Gourd, completely fell into silence. However, at this moment, they were unable to suppress any more souls at all.
"What?! Get out of here, get out of here!"
In the void, the roars that only Yang Yu could hear continued to explode, as the ghost infant and the soul of the Red Sun Dharma King fought fiercely.
"Incense, nourish the soul..."
Yang Yu looked at it.
Compared with the souls of the great masters and martial saints he had seen before, the soul of the Red Sun Dharma King appeared to be very condensed, and he could vaguely smell the incense that seemed to be there but not there.
This is a symbol of the supreme martial arts and wheel-turning practice of Eternal Heavenly Wheel Temple to a very high level.
It is said that this martial art is light on the body but focuses on the spirit. If you practice it to the twelfth level, you can even leave your soul and live without death for seven days.
But it is obvious that the practice of the Red Sun Dharma King is not enough, and his body is broken. Even though his soul is strong, it is like water without roots.
Not long after, with a wailing cry, the ghost baby tore it apart and swallowed its soul like a greedy evil beast.
"master!"
The victorious ghost infant restrained his ferocity and disappeared into Yang Yu's shadow.
Over the years, as the number of living beings covered by the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death has increased, the five ghost transporting techniques derived from the remaining pages have become more and more miraculous.
"King of the Northwest..."
Slowly walking out of the ancient temple, Yang Yu glanced around and saw that whether it was Li Yuan or the many monks from Tianlun Temple, their faces were tense and their hearts were cold.
Compared with the panic of the latter, the former bowed one after another:
"Kamifengtai, Linha pays homage to the prince!"
"Holy Volcano, Han Yang pays homage to the prince!"
"Big wooden door..."
…
When one person opened his mouth, everyone bowed down loudly and then, in unison, they attacked the many monks in Tianlun Temple who were in complete chaos due to the red sun and Gan Gang's death.
Yang Yu did not interfere in the fight between the two parties. He played with the ball of light formed by the gathering of incense and faith.
Communicating with the Zhenyan Taoist in the Sophora Token.
"Master, this incense is very good at nourishing the soul. I wonder if it will be useful to you?"
Yang Yu asked.
[Incense crystal: condensed from the faith of millions of people, incense, taking it can increase divine will, replenish the soul, transform the body, and enhance merit...]
Among the three great dynasties, the Ming Dynasty was the largest. In one place, the population was tens of millions, but the second largest was not the Heavenly Wolf.
The territory of the Sirius Dynasty was vaster than that of the Ming Dynasty, but its population was less than half of that of Dali.
This incense crystal is the gathering of two hundred years of pure faith among millions of believers across the country. Its price is immeasurably high.
"This thing is too precious. I'm afraid there won't be a second one in the world. It would be a pity for an experienced person to use it..."
Among the locust wood tokens, Master Zhenyan looked solemn:
"Although Liansheng is the number one sect in the world, to ordinary people, officials are more terrifying than gods and demons.
The three thousand years of incense gathering in the Lisheng Sect may not be as good as the two hundred years of Dali.
That Lu Chen is more dangerous than her..."
Yesterday's conversation between the two of them was heard by Zhenyan Taoist.
"This thing is certainly cherished, but the more so, the more it cannot be used."
Yang Yu shook his head slightly.
Everything that a thousand people can point to will end without illness, everything that people's hearts desire will be accomplished, whether it is good luck or incense, the root of it is just these sixteen words.
This ball of incense is like the great fortune of a country for a hundred years. It affects one person and has no disadvantages.
If he applies it to himself, he may be able to overcome the water mill process and directly practice the integration of spirit and body, hitting the realm where Zhang Xuanba was not yet accomplished.
only……
"Then Lu Chen is even willing to give you such a treasure. It is conceivable that in order to 'turn weapons into Tao,' he has been in trouble for many years and forced you to give up your promotion to the Tenth Capital..."
The man of truth said in a deep voice:
"In this case, you can't use this thing, but you will never be promoted to the Ten Capitals for the time being, otherwise, this beast will kill at the critical moment..."
That night, he watched with cold eyes and guessed many things from Lu Chen's words.
For example, why Zhang Xuanba suddenly wanted to give up the Taoist Fruit? For example, why did Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly die more than three hundred years ago?
Another example is why the old woman Liansheng suddenly appeared and targeted Yang Yu first...
This is not a coincidence!
And this is especially terrifying.
Because, until now, everything has been done according to the person's will!
Even Yang Prison!
"Lu Chen..."
Thinking about the past, Yang Yu looked indifferent. After stopping for a long time, he put away the incense crystals.
In the mountains, the fighting was coming to an end. Although Li Yuan was seriously injured and could not join the subsequent battle, Su Ming's methods were even worse than before, and his attack was even more ferocious, with no trace of mercy from the monks.
"call!"
When Li Yuan refined the dirty blood in his body into turbid air and spit it out, the fight in the mountains was over.
All the warrior monks in Tianlun Temple either escaped or were captured. Those who stubbornly resisted were all killed up and down the Eternal Mountain.
Blood dyed the snow forest red.
"Eternal Heavenly Wheel Temple..."
Looking at the top of the snow-capped mountains and the ancient temple filled with fireworks, Li Yuan's eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, and two lines of blood and tears fell silently:
"Father, brother, little sister...have you seen your spirits in heaven? This demon temple will finally be destroyed!"
His chest heaved violently, and finally he couldn't hold it back and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He pushed the mountain of gold and fell to his knees like a jade pillar:
"The King of the Northwest is so kind and benevolent that Da Li will never forget it. If someone gives me instructions in the future, Li Yuan is willing to do my best!"
In this life, Li Yuan couldn't remember how many times he had knelt and how many people he had knelt before, but this was the only time he knelt down willingly.
Yang Yu accepted this tribute calmly.
Although he didn't take action last night, in fact, if Lu Chen hadn't waited for him, he would not have left here.
only……
"The work of dogs and horses? Li Yuan, don't you know what happened when Yang came out of isolation this time?"
"Um?"
Li Yuan's heart was shocked and he nodded immediately.
Within a few months, Tianlang's millions of capable warriors were gone, and all eight members of the royal court were dispersed. The dynasty, which was once as famous as the Ming Dynasty, was on the eve of its demise.
This is naturally not a secret to him.
When Yang Yu came to Dali, he naturally knew what was going on.
"It is recorded in the theory of tides that before the natural changes come, all kinds of natural disasters will become more and more severe, and wars between countries will be inevitable."
Yang Prison spoke.
In Sanxiaosanren's theory of tides, the focus is on the reappearance of hundreds of ghosts and fairy mountains, while all kinds of natural disasters are only briefly mentioned.
However, in the past ten years, the intensity of natural disasters in various places has far exceeded the total in the past three thousand years.
Under various natural disasters, no matter whether the countries are willing or not, the only way to survive is to fight.
"Da Li is different from Sirius!"
After a short silence, Li Yuan said in a deep voice:
"The land in Dali is fertile and will not peek into the Central Plains. After the destruction of Tianlun Temple, Li once again
I guarantee that no one in Dali will ever get involved with the Central Plains artifact!"
Yang Yu was noncommittal, but he didn't say anything more. He took a few steps and disappeared in front of the ancient temple.
Walk to the front of Tianlun Temple.
With the power of a country, this temple was built on the top of a 3,000-foot snow-capped mountain. This place was once known as the holy land of Buddhism.
At this moment, the place was littered with dead and wounded, blood flowed into rivers, and inside, there was still fighting going on in the light of the fire.
"King of the Northwest..."
Someone noticed something and saw Yang Yu from a distance. His breath froze for an instant and he retreated quietly.
The fighting stopped completely soon after
Yang Yu walked slowly, no one stopped him wherever he passed, and even the burning flames were extinguished in front of him.
"It takes the manpower and material resources of a country to build such a splendid temple. It is a pity that after today, there will be no Eternal Tianlun Temple..."
Looking at the temple in the firelight, the mantra Taoist couldn't help but sigh.
He didn't have any good impressions of Tianlun Temple, but this temple on top of the snow-capped mountains was built with the hard work of thousands of people from across the country.
"It is indeed a pity to burn it to the ground..."
Yang Prison couldn't help but nodded.
Tianlun Temple is also known as Qibao Temple.
The so-called seven treasures are gold, silver, glass, coral, amber, clam, agate, etc...
As for the seven treasures that can be selected by Tianlun Temple, they are not the best. Any piece of them is enough to make one person rich for three generations.
After arriving here, the three-legged golden toad suppressed by Yang Yu in his sleeve robe struggled like crazy.
The rich treasure light made this little guy who hadn't seen a treasure for countless thousands of years almost go crazy.
But no matter how hard it struggled, it still couldn't get out of the cuffs...
"pity……"
Zhenyan Taoist felt a little regretful, but Yang Yu, after nodding, reached out and took out a cloth bag the size of a palm.
The day after tomorrow, the human race bag.
…
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"General..."
In front of the ancient temple, Li Yuan stopped for a long time. A young general in armor came over with a long knife stained with blood and knelt on one knee:
"Most of the demon monks of Tianlun Temple were killed, and thousands of them escaped, including many masters. General Qing has led people to hunt them down. They can't escape..."
He reported various things in a deep voice, but Li Yuan's mind was not at all. After a long time, he slowly spoke:
"King of the Northwest, are you leaving?"
"Ah? Let's go, let's go?"
The young general was startled, and then his expression became extremely complicated:
"General, the Northwest King, he, he evacuated the entire Tianlun Temple..."
"You seem to be resentful?"
Sensing something wrong in his voice, Li Yuan frowned and reprimanded in a deep voice:
"In today's battle, if there is no King of the Northwest, we are afraid that we will be completely destroyed here, and all the treasures should be taken by him!
Even if he empties the Tianlun Temple, you cannot and should not have the slightest complaint! That is not yours!"
"yes……"
The young general had sweat on his forehead and was breathing rapidly.
"Feng Ping, you are extremely talented and you are my most powerful person, but I really don't want you to only cultivate your limbs and not your mind..."
Seeing him like this, Li Yuan slowed down his tone:
"Furthermore, how big is the secret vault of Tianlun Forest? How much can one person take away?
Um?!"
Feeling quite resentful that iron cannot become steel, Li Yuan reprimanded him a few words, but when his eyes inadvertently swept over the snow-capped mountains, he was suddenly stunned!
Under the scorching sun, everything is as usual on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
It's just that the temple he is familiar with seems to...