Xuanwei was still wearing the same coarse sermon robe, but the feeling at this moment was completely different from when he first came back.

The most obvious thing is that Xuanwei's white hair has turned back into jet-black green silk again, and the face that was slightly haggard and pale has also become fair and ruddy, and the baby-like milk skin is simply envious of Ruoshui and Qiushui.

The Yuan Infant is completed, and the body is not damaged, even the old man and the old woman who have lost their teeth and faltered can return to their youth, not to mention that Xuan Wei is already a teenager, and the backlash caused by the forcible driving of the Wangqi Technique before will melt with the ice and snow.

In addition to the changes in appearance, Xuanwei's temperament and demeanor inadvertently revealed at this moment have also undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, Xuanwei's demeanor had a somewhat simple and dusty demeanor, which was quite like a fairy wind and bones.

And now, Xuanwei's temperament is becoming more and more ethereal, faintly revealing a bit of transcendence that is incompatible with the world, as if he is an immortal in the sky.

The corners of Rao is Xuanwei's mouth were smiling, but a few people felt the oppression of an invisible power in the eyes of tomorrow night, and that feeling was like kneeling in front of the statue!

Respectful from the heart, but difficult to raise the idea of intimacy!

In a sense, this is barely the sequelae of the rocket-like ascension of cultivation, and Xuan Wei is unable to control his aura and majesty to the point of harmony in a short period of time.

For example, this kind of inadvertent aura is easily caused by the instinct of "respecting and staying away" under the huge gap in cultivation.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, why do you all look at Poor Dao like this, you feel weird and embarrassed!" After Xuan Wei realized this, he quickly reined in his breath and chuckled at everyone.

In the next second, Ming Ye cried out loud, tears mixed with snot, and threw himself directly into Xuanwei's arms.

The aggrieved appearance of the little crying bag, if the pilgrims or the group members in the chat group see it, they have to be dumbfounded.

In contrast, Ruoshui and Qiushui were obviously much more subtle, and they just said a few intimate words around Xuanwei.

Xuan Wei finally calmed down the emotions of the night, pulled him away from his arms, and a figure rushed towards him.

"Huh~~~" Erha, who had been working hard at the door of the quiet room for a long time, spread his legs excitedly, and rushed towards Xuanwei.

However, just when Xuanwei subconsciously opened his hands and wanted to catch Erha, another cyan figure came first, slammed into Erha, and squeezed into Xuanwei's arms.

"Woo woo~~~ Brother Taoist, Brother Taoist!" Xiaoyu cried so much that her voice was a little hoarse.

She had been waiting for this moment for thousands of years!

"Xiao Yu, the appearance of your human form is even more beautiful than you imagined!" Xuan Wei hesitated, then smiled softly, and gently patted Xiao Yu's head and said.

Xiao Yuqiao's face flushed when she heard this, and she left Xuanwei's arms with a small jump.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little subtle and pink.

Especially Ruoshui and Qiushui, whose hearts are overflowing, seem to be burning with a raging fire of gossip in their eyes, and there is a look of "sure enough" on their faces.

"Ahem, why don't you see Qinglian?" Xuan Wei coughed lightly twice, and changed the topic very stiffly.

According to common sense, after learning the news of Xuanwei's exit, Qinglian would definitely appear in front of Xuanwei for the first time, but she didn't see her figure at the moment.

"Qinglian is still carrying out the mission of the special department, and it is said that this mission is quite tricky. Tomorrow Night replied, and gave a general account of the events of the living sacrifice.

Xuan Wei patiently listened to Ming Ye's narration, and after a few seconds, he said slowly: "Why did the True God Temple wander to Huaxia and dare to carry out such an evil ritual on a large scale?"

Looking at the whole world, the monk circle in China is definitely well-known for its depth of water, and it is one of the best in terms of many factions and profound heritage.

To put it mildly, if a monk from outside dares to go to China to do something, it is an act of death.

Unless they are confident in their honey, or if they really have no other choice, few foreign monks have the courage to provoke the Chinese monk circle.

At least in Xuan Wei's opinion, the actions of this evil cultivator gang are very unreasonable. Although the southwest region of China is remote, but the local monk forces are quite complicated, how big of a heart should it be to dare to come here to perform such an evil ritual as a living sacrifice with great fanfare?

That may not be appropriate, but in terms of risk, wouldn't it be safer and more secure to choose other small countries in Southeast Asia if it was just for the sake of the ceremony?

There are indeed many fanatics who are not afraid of death in the evil cultivators, but this is also inexplicable, since they like to make trouble and are not afraid of death, why leave Tianzhu to climb mountains and wade into the territory of China?

"Master, are you saying that the cult group has other plans, or is it because of some special reason that they have to perform the ritual in Huaxia?"

Xuan Wei did not reply, but spread out his right palm, and then slowly wrote keywords such as "True God Temple", "Southwest", and "Qinglian" on the palm of his left hand.

After Xuanwei finished writing, a burst of light flashed in the palm of his right hand, and at the same time, a blurred picture appeared in front of Xuanwei's eyes.

Now that Xuanwei Yuan's cultivation in infancy, there are obviously many fewer restrictions on the use of the Circular Light Technique, even if it only relies on a few keywords, it can still glimpse some relevant information.

In the picture, you can vaguely see a red ground, on the blood-stained ground, a monster several feet high, covered in green flames, and hideous and ugly looking is breaking out of the ground. The steel fork in the monster's hand danced, the ground collapsed, and the tyranny was abnormal.

"Is this, Rakshasa ?" Xuanwei's eyelids jumped.

Rakshasa, also known as Rakshasa, comes from Sanskrit, according to legend, it is a tyrannical evil ghost in Tianzhu mythology, with supernatural powers, cannibalistic flesh and blood, or flying in the air, or earth, quick and terrifying.

In some Buddhist scriptures, the Rakshasa occasionally becomes the guardian deity of the Buddha, vowing to protect the Dharma and Dharma practitioners, called the Rakshasa Heaven, which is one of the twelve heavens.

However, in Xuanwei's personal opinion, it is very likely that this is a confusion between the image of the Yaksha and the Rakshasa.

According to the Tenzhu mythology, the Yaksha and the Rakshasa were born at the same time from the soles of the feet of the living lord Pura or Brahma, and the two sides were usually hostile to each other.

Yaksha is also an evil ghost, but he has a dual personality, some are brave and violent, and like to eat people, while others are taught by the Buddha to become the god of the Dharma protector, ranking among the eight members of the Heavenly Dragon.

Compared to the Yakshas, where good and evil coexist, Rakshasa is almost an evil existence!

"Ding! The host triggers the side quest [Suppress Rakshasa]! Take action to suppress this evil ghost, so as not to cause disaster to the world, and the reward for completing the task: Qingping Sword.

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