Huangquan Road...

A fiery red flower on the other side hung its petals slightly like a courtier, in the center of them, Zhao Jiuchen had already finished cultivating, and was holding his breath to consolidate his foundation, it was not easy for a god to cultivate, if it weren't for the purple qi in his body, he wouldn't have reached the realm of transforming into a god just after becoming a god.

The purple gas is like a weapon stored in his body, he can use it at will, but he can't feel a trace of connection, which makes him vigilant, water can carry a boat and capsize a boat, if he can't control it, who knows if the purple gas will hurt him in turn?

Although his cultivation was already very high, there was endless energy in that purple qi, and compared to it, he was still too far behind.

"The Buddha comes from the heart, and the purple qi comes from the east..."

This sentence was like a spell, reaching Zhao Jiuchen's ears, he suddenly opened his eyes, and he was not surprised by the sudden words, this is a skill that ordinary spells can also achieve.

He pondered the meaning of this sentence, since he was a Buddha, he was the only Bodhisattva Maha, the only king of the Netherworld, and it seemed that he had something to tell him.

Zhao Jiuchen has naturally heard of the deeds of the Jizo King Bodhisattva Maha, and he can ignore anyone in the netherworld, but this Jizo King Bodhisattva Maha is different, he can predict the future, which may be of great help to him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuchen immediately set off to the Pure Lotus Cave, which was the place where Maha cultivated, and he specially ordered that he should not go in and disturb him unless he was intended, which was enough to see the importance he attached to Maha.

Zhao Jiuchen's spells were refined, and it didn't take long for him to come to the Pure Lotus Cave, which was a paradise-like existence.

A pool of clear water, a few red carp, and several white lotuses are quietly open, and a dragonfly rests on the tip of a slightly pollinated flower, trembling its wings as thin as cicada wings, not knowing what it is looking for.

That small pond is the only landscape in front of the Pure Lotus Cave, and there is nothing else, it is said that it was built at night at will, and Maha did not refute his face, so he had to agree.

Zhao Jiuchen landed on the edge of the pool, if others were here, he would definitely appreciate it, but he didn't even have the slightest look, and walked straight to the entrance of the cave.

It is an oval cave, it is built with the best soil in the world enshrined by the earth lord, although the area is not large, but it can also accommodate two or three people side by side, the entrance of the cave is engraved with the word Maha with Buddha light, the general goblins and ghosts can not get close, the Buddha light is different from the divine power, there is the power of purification, and the ghosts and monsters who can do all the evil things can be turned into ghosts and monsters who do all kinds of evil things, eliminate the evil in their hearts, and let them go to reincarnation.

Zhao Jiuchen swept the word lightly and walked in, the cave was simply furnished, a cushion, a wooden fish, and a purple gold bowl next to it.

Maha heard Zhao Jiuchen's footsteps, stopped knocking on the wooden fish, picked up a string of Buddhist beads and turned, he knelt on the cushion, a pair of discerning eyes seemed to be able to peek into the heart of the god, a robe on his body, and there was no extra decoration.

"Sit"

Maha opened his mouth first, and pointed to the cushion beside him with the beads, which was a little old, but clean as new, and I thought it had been used for a long time, but I could also see the love of the person who used it.

"No need to"

Zhao Jiuchen looked at Maha and politely rejected his kindness, he didn't have time to come over and chat, he just wanted to know the purple qi on his body at the moment, and Maha's intentions, they didn't know each other, he didn't need to help him.

"Since the donor is pressed for time, the poor monk will make a long story short"

Zhao Jiuchen was surprised by his words, he didn't expect Maha to really be able to peek into his heart, but he calmed down in a moment.

"It's not too late to stop now, if you don't get obsessed, you will definitely lose"

Maha persuaded Zhao Jiuchen bitterly, he foresaw his future, although it was a part, but it also made him regret, if he couldn't figure out what he wanted, he would regret it in the end.

Zhao Jiuchen understood his words, but his desire for power was endless, let him stop now, he couldn't do it, he was not afraid of future tribulations, and there was no point in losing anything, for him, there was really nothing important.

"Today you summoned me and mentioned the matter of purple qi, do you know where it comes from and what kind of energy it is?"

Seeing that he was silent about the plan, Maha sighed, as a monk, he couldn't watch him go to the path of destruction, but he had no choice but to insist on it, just that, destiny returned, I hope he didn't misunderstand her, that was the last hope...

"That purple qi is the residual energy of the ancient killing god, with his demonic nature, although it is powerful but not easy to control, if you believe uncertainly, it will be swallowed, if you want, the poor monk can purify it for you"

Maha said that he could not change the minds of others, and could only do small things to save it a little.

"No, thank you for letting me know"

Zhao Jiuchen didn't listen to the danger that Maha said at all, he only kept the words he was willing to hear, since this energy is very strong, it is not difficult to control, he has not yet controlled something, which gives him a kind of challenge psychology and makes him full of fighting spirit.

After he said that, he returned to Huangquan Road, thought about it, and finally went to the place where black and white impermanence lived, he couldn't go to the Hades Hall to check the classics, this black and white impermanence is an old god, and he will definitely know the deeds of the killing god.

Looking at Zhao Jiuchen's departure, Maha did not stay, it seems that it is time to find Ye Li.

The black and white impermanence two desperately caught the ghost a while ago, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, and took a few days off from the night, and were lying leisurely on the recliner in the courtyard, looking at the sky comfortably and enjoying the scenery.

Zhao Jiuchen appeared beside the two like ghosts, and immediately startled them.

"Oh my mom, god, don't be so scary, no, my heart can't stand it"

Xie Bi'an patted his chest, eased his nerves, and looked at Zhao Jiuchen complainingly, he hadn't seen him for many days, but he had forgotten all about Zhao Jiuchen's original actions, and only regarded him as a big brother, but the result told him that what should not be forgotten should not be forgotten.

Zhao Jiuchen looked at him with a casual look, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and before he could make any movements, the recliner of the two of them shattered into powder...

"Bang, oh my old waist"

The two people who were lying on it fell down hard, shouting of course Xie Bi'an, who couldn't help but be weak, he had a bad lumbar spine, after this, he only felt that his body was out of control, and his legs seemed to be unconscious, he lay on the ground and held his waist with his hands, moaning, that was a miserable.

"Yo, Lao Xie is okay?"

Fan Wuxuan hurriedly went to help him up, and said to him with a worried face, he is the closest person to Xie Bi'an, although he fights and fights on weekdays, but he still can't stand it when he has an accident, he knows that he has a problem with his waist, and now this fall, it is estimated that it will not be better in ten days and a half months.

"Look, Xie Bi'an has a back injury, I'll help him back first, if you ask me the same if you have something, how about it?"

Fan Wusu secretly cheered himself up in his heart, and said these words to Zhao Jiuchen, he couldn't watch Xie Bi'an lying on the ground, the injury would be aggravated.

As soon as his words came out, two eyes looked at him, one was Xie Bi'an, he looked at Fan Wusu's honest appearance with gratitude, he really didn't expect him to care so much about him, it was really a brother, he was really righteous, and the other was different, it was Zhao Jiuchen's gaze, he looked at Fan Wusuan, who had seen him before, but at this moment he discussed with him for Xie Bi'an's sake, his affection and courage for his friend made him appreciate, and he seemed to be a usable person.

"Well, hurry up"

Zhao Jiuchen still said coldly, it seemed that only in front of Ye Li, he would not be in this tone, if he wanted to talk to her like that, she didn't know how to cry, thinking of her scoundrel, even Zhao Jiuchen didn't realize the smile hidden in his pupils.

Zhao Jiuchen's words shocked Fan Wuxuan, he didn't expect him to be quite reasonable, and suddenly refreshed his impression of Zhao Jiuchen, and didn't think much about it, he hurriedly picked up Xie Bi'an and slowly walked towards the house.

"Oops, slow down, slow down"

Xie Bi'an was let go by Fan Wusuo, he held his waist and shouted to Fan Wusu to slow down, the back pain is really terrible, even if it hurts a little.

Although Fan Wusu usually has no subordinates, he has paid a lot of attention at this time, he gently put Xie Bi'an on the bed, and when he was about to lie on the bed, he quickly turned around to protect his waist, this move moved Xie Bi'an again, it turns out that he is so rude and careful.

After Xie Bi'an lay down on the bed safely, Fan Wusu covered him with a quilt and told him not to move, and then walked out.

Zhao Jiuchen didn't know when he changed into a recliner, exactly the same as the two of them, he was lying on it lazily, his slender hand against his forehead, his eyes staring at the ground and contemplating.

"What's the Matter with You"

Fan Wusu came to him, changed his big grin just now, and became serious, he was really afraid that the man in front of him, who was extremely handsome on the surface and looked very good at talking, would use some tricks again.

Zhao Jiuchen raised his head when he heard the sound, his dangerous eyes stared at him, and Fan Wusu only felt a coldness spread throughout his body, making him feel cold.

"Did you know, God of Killing?"

Those three words made Fan Wusu chuckle in his heart, he looked at the man in front of him in a complicated way, what is the origin of this person, why did he ask the God of Killing?

"This god of killing, is the emperor of heaven compatriots and brothers, because of the struggle for the throne of evil thoughts, self-proclaimed killing, and I don't know where to cultivate to the weird spell, very powerful, 10,000 years ago brought the entire Three Realms a bloody disaster, people, gods and demons were killed and injured most of the people, greatly damaged the vitality, and then was killed by everyone, before finally falling"

After Fan Wusu finished speaking, he paid attention to Zhao Jiuchen's expression vigilantly, and after looking carefully, he found that he was still so calm and unwavering, so he breathed a sigh of relief, if he wanted to do something that would harm the Three Realms, then wouldn't he become an accomplice?

But for Zhao Jiuchen, who was the emperor in his previous life, disguise was just commonplace, he was becoming more and more curious about the god of killing at the moment, this purple qi was still on him, didn't it mean that he was not dead?