Ye Zheng thought that his leveling was extremely fast, but he ......

Directly below the statue in the ancient city square, twenty-eight D-class skeleton generals surrounded Zhou Buyi, and C-class skeleton generals and skeleton marshals moved one after the other, stroking his chest and back.

"Amitabha, thank you Mojun for giving me the Dharma. The Imperial Void monk bent down and saluted solemnly to the statue of Mojun.

At this time, the green light in the eyes of the thirty skeletons was faint, as if it would be extinguished as soon as the wind blew.

After the teachers and students of the Heavenly Dao Academy left, in order to speed up the process of fading away from the old self, under the instruction of Mo Jun, the thirty C-level and D-level skeletons led by the skeleton Confucian devoted themselves to cultivation, just to let Zhou Buyi step into the ranks of cultivators and practice the degree of the two Zen temples.

Life does not bring it, death does not bring it.

Once measured, they would have vanished, leaving no trace.

For example, today's Taoist practice is the Taiwei Emperor's Twenty-Four Divine Qi Sutra, with the twenty-four gods as the node, the spiritual power runs through the whole body, and the foundation for cultivating the truth is extremely solid.

The qi induction method of the two Zen temples is far inferior to the "Taiwei Emperor Jun Twenty-four Divine Qi Sutra", at this time, Zhou Buyi used the qi induction method to build a spiritual power cycle is passed on by Mojun, in the insight of the imperial void, the foundation of cultivation is not inferior to the "Taiwei Emperor Jun Twenty-four Divine Qi Sutra", how can this not make the apprentice more than heaven He is grateful for Mojun's gift.

Feeling the majestic spiritual power circulating in his body over and over again, Zhou Buyi, who had stepped into the ranks of E-level cultivators, nodded slightly at the skeleton Confucian Sheng, patted the dust and stood up.

"It's just a deal, Master, don't think too well of the other party. ”

Looking at his master, who was sent to Mo Jun to kneel, Zhou Buyi was obviously like Ye Zheng who had just stepped into the cultivation realm from ordinary people, and had a glimpse of the scenery that mortals could not reach, but it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Maybe it's because today's real world preaches the education that everyone is equal, or maybe Zhou Buyi's thinking is too rational, even if he knows how powerful Mo Jun was in the past, and has seen the actions of the cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Academy, he still treats him as equals and can't be in awe.

After years of mixing at the bottom of society, he often succumbed to the violence of others, and struggled for food and clothing to survive, and had seemingly lame but extremely profound loves, hatreds and hatreds, as well as fantasies and longings for the upper class.

Since Mo Jun also has seven emotions and six desires, he is doing everything possible to survive, and he is also trying to climb to a higher level, the difference between him and him is only the size of a fist, not a god who has no desires and no desires on top, so why be afraid?

[I see that he has entered the world too deeply, and his mood is dusty, and you may not be able to save him with your little bit of Taoism, whether to go or stay, make a decision as soon as possible. 】

When Zhou Buyi's expression came into view, Lin Lao's teachings appeared in the mind of the Imperial Void monk for no reason, and he sighed lightly, very different from Ye Zheng's ignorance of the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, but he was always afraid of power, this little apprentice of his did not have due awe for strength, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

However, since he had made the decision to include Zhou Buyi in the cultivation realm, he should take on the responsibility of a master and lead him all the way to the right path.

The monk took off the Buddha beads around his neck and recited with his eyebrows down.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it......"

The faint green light was annihilated, and the points of light representing the seeds of memory and divine consciousness gradually dissipated into the air, and the skeletons of the thirty C-class and D-class around them were sandy inch by inch, from head to hand, from hand to body, from body to toe, and finally only a mass of gray powder remained, and the yin wind blew by, and there was no trace of survival.

Zhou Buyi sniffed, except for the decay of the white bones themselves, there was no taste.

Everything that exists in one person is completely erased.

"Remember?"

The Yuxu monk pointed at Zhou Buyi's eyebrows, wanting to bring this absent-minded little apprentice back to his senses.

Zhou Buyi nodded, the verses recited by the monk Yuxu were like carving them in his mind with a knife, and after a heart sutra, the monk in front of him was a little older, and he suddenly understood that Yuxu was casting a spell that consumed his mind to help him remember.

With this kindness firmly in his heart, he asked, "Master, are we killing them?"

The Imperial Void Monk shook his head: "They are obsessed with it, and they are trapped in a state of neither life nor death, and they can only be transcended by degree. ”

Zhou Buyi thought for a moment and said: "Uncle Ye said that they are still independent individuals and real lives, just like Mojun and his concubine, why can the two of them live again, but deprive others of the right to live?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar of the yin wind, countless white bones on the square clicked, and the green light looked directly at the two of them.

Feeling Mo Jun's dissatisfaction, the Imperial Void Monk stiffened, but when he saw Zhou Buyi raising his head, he pointed to the statue that had been worshiping all beings for countless years, and asked loudly: "Dare to ask Mo Jun, did I Zhou Buyi say something wrong?"

It was only a moment before the wind stopped.

Mo Jun was silent.

Zhou Buyi sneered, turned his head to look at the Yuxu monk, and his eyes were full of disappointment: "Master, they haven't harmed me, I don't want to kill them, I don't want this meritorious power." ”

If Ye Zheng was here, he would definitely be surprised by Zhou Buyi's attitude at the moment, Zhou Buyi has always been realistic and believes in the principle of the law of the jungle, but at this time, the feng shui rotates, for the skeletons in the city, he is in the position of the absolute strongest, but his attitude has changed for no reason......

Once it is a matter of life and death, just like Ye Zheng did not kill Yang Yifei at the top of the statue at that time, Zhou Buyi, who had just stepped into the cultivation realm, also had an unknown side hidden in his heart.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Monk Yuxu smiled bitterly, "But you can't save them, Mojun has already begun the process of fading away from his old self, even if you and I temper them, they will gradually disappear...... Idiot, you're just deceiving yourself. ”

"Besides, now that their divine consciousness is a species, they don't have the ability to assimilate others like her, and if you want to save someone, you are tantamount to killing someone......"

The implication is that there is no power to reverse the situation.

"Really...... Then Master, you wait for me......"

Zhou Buyi muttered away, and it took more than half an hour to lead back with a small skeleton holding his skull in his arms.

He pointed to the statue of Mojun again, and his face seemed to have gathered all the courage since he was born-

"Teach him, teach him how to assimilate me! At least I want to save him!"

……

The office of the Heavenly Dao Academy, it was almost midnight at this time.

Lin Yuanzhou, who was glasses with gold wire-rimmed glasses, sat quietly, staring directly at the incident report in his hand without making a sound.

Xin Yuan and Guo Mengmeng stood aside.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Minute by minute.

Minute by minute.

Ten minutes later......

Xin Yuan reached out and took off his gold-rimmed glasses, reversed the direction, and put them back on Lin Yuanzhou's face.

Sure enough, Lin Yuanzhou's boss went down again.

"Come, Teacher Meng Meng sit. ”

Xin Yuan spread his legs, sat down with a golden knife, and handed a chair to the petite teacher Guo Mengmeng.

"Lao Lin is really uneasy, at such a critical time, he actually went to other places to do business, I still want to go back to take a shower as soon as possible, stay in that Skull City, full of rotten ......"

Xin Yuan couldn't help complaining, and his sitting posture gradually changed to Uncle Ge lying.

Guo Mengmeng glared at him angrily, and as soon as he left the student's sight, Xin Yuan's original form was revealed, and he looked like a boring salted fish, and he didn't know how he stood out in their generation and cultivated to the D level.

Thankfully, the assimilation didn't seem to have had any effect on him......

Suddenly, Xin Yuan, who was lying down with Uncle Ge, seemed to realize something, his legs were put together, and then quickly crossed and folded, resembling Erlang's legs, but in Guo Mengmeng's eyes, it was more like he was afraid of leaking the spring light.

The next moment, Xin Yuan noticed Guo Mengmeng's surprise, his eyes were embarrassed, and he symbolically shook his legs twice, indicating that he was cocking Erlang's legs.

Guo Mengmeng: "......"

I'm sorry, it seems that she thought too much, obviously leaving some terrible sequelae, Mr. Xin's "he" is up for discussion......

Minutes and seconds passed.

Minute by minute.

Minute by minute.

When Xin Yuan's sitting posture was constantly fine-tuned, and he was about to complete the transformation from a salted fish type to a temperament type, Lin Yuanzhou's eyebrows moved, reached out to take off the gold-rimmed glasses, and rotated them 180 degrees to put them on the right.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and Rongcheng has caught a D-level beast awakened person, and the registration procedures are a little more complicated. ”

Xin Yuan waited anxiously, and suddenly became interested when he heard this: "Beast transformation system, it's quite rare, can a beast be transformed into something, a fierce beast?"

Lin Yuanzhou nodded, his eyes fixed on the incident report.

"666! beasts, this is much more difficult than the power of the awakened. ”

As a pure cultivator, Xin Yuan is naturally extremely envious of those who have luck to awaken, if he can also awaken, the ghost is willing to cultivate the truth, it is so troublesome to cultivate the truth!

He asked, "What kind of beast?" is the tiger, the lion, the cheetah, or the falcon?"

Lin Yuanzhou helped his gold-rimmed glasses: "Panda." ”

Xin Yuan: "......"

Guo Mengmeng: "......"

Bear, panda?!

Have you reached the D level by selling cuteness?

Xin Yuan pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "Whole body beast or partial beast?"

"Whole body. ”

Lin Yuanzhou didn't raise his head, and added, "It can be huge, about the size of a truck." ”

Fortunately, as long as you don't awaken the strange ability of panda eyes, and transform into a panda the size of a truck, your combat effectiveness is also very impressive, no wonder you can be assessed to D-level.

But a creature like a panda only needs to lie down casually to be an A-level existence with cute ability......

At this time, I only heard Lin Yuanzhou muttering to himself: "Mo Jun...... Ink ......"

Xin Yuan asked, "Do you have a clue?"

"Not for the time being, I don't remember this name, the forces in ancient times were intricate, and there were many people like him who had no sect or faction, but he could have such courage and cultivation, and dare to call himself by the word Jun, he should not be an unknown person. ”

Lin Yuanzhou frowned: "Could it be the six-color holy book of the West back then? No, no, no, the painting style is wrong, obviously it is from our Huaxia." ”

"I'll contact some old friends and ask, but before that, Xin Yuan ......"

Lin Yuanzhou's doubts under the gold-rimmed glasses gradually turned into fanatic-

"Do you want a slice or an open scoop?"