After a long time, Wang Zheng, who had a wisp of purple light in his eyes and disappeared, finally came back to his senses from the illusion of Zixiao Yan's magical powers.

After realizing the subtlety of Zixiaoyan, Wang Zheng pursed his lips disdainfully:

"This Zixiao Flame, it's so powerful, isn't it actually the Fallen Heart Flame in Dou Po? It can also quench the energy in the body, and Lao Tzu's Diamond Sutra has changed this thing?"

Although he was slandered in his heart, in fact, Wang Zheng knew very well that there was actually a huge difference between Zixiao Flame and Falling Heart Inflammation.

Falling Heart Flame is a strange fire, which is still fire in essence, although it can refine the energy in the body, but there is still the problem of more or less conflicting attributes.

However, Zi Xiaoyan is a strange energy in a state of flame, and its essence is to purify the energy in the body with demonic killing thoughts and so on.

In other words, compared with Falling Heart Inflammation, there is no problem with the applicability, but because it has a wider range of applications, Zi Xiao Flame cannot be used as an attack method like Falling Heart Inflammation.

It can be said that if you have to choose between Falling Heart Flame and Zixiao Flame, as a potential martial artist, there is a good chance that you will choose Zixiao Flame.

After all, the path of a martial artist is to learn the law of heaven and earth for his own use, and the Falling Heart Flame still has certain limitations in the end.

On the other hand, if it is a cultivated Zi Xiaoyan, the demonic thoughts cannot be reckless, not to mention the disaster, and the true qi and various spiritual wills in the body will also be tempered to the greatest extent.

Of course, this is not the main reason why Wang Zheng said no to Zi Xiaoyan at the moment, but he was extremely happy in his heart.

The main reason is because of Nangong Iron Pillar.

Nangong Tiezhu's qualifications were not good in the first place, even if the essence of his fighting spirit had changed, his talent was still there.

As his number one photographer and doglegs, Wang Zheng once promised that he was destined to become the man of Emperor Yan.

Therefore, in addition to incineration, the cultivation cheat of Fallen Heart Flame must also be missing.

But Wang Zheng's qualifications are not too good, and there is only one Fallen Heart Flame, which makes Wang Zheng secretly not know how many times he has been entangled.

Now, seeing that the energy is exhausted, and without the blessing of Buddhism, even if it is a waste product, the Diamond Sutra has been replaced with a supernatural power Zixiao Yan, and it can be said that everyone is happy.

Therefore, after pondering hard, Wang Zheng's face finally showed a satisfied look, and he arched his hand towards the monk gratefully:

"Thank you master, this Zixiao Yan is really a timely rain for the younger generation. ”

"Wonderful!

However, the monk held the golden Diamond Sutra, realized the wisdom between the lines of the Diamond Sutra, and was completely immersed in it, and he didn't notice Wang Zheng at all.

"That...... Master?"

The strong true qi was released, and Wang Zheng finally called the distracted monk back.

The monk who came back to his senses smiled apologetically:

"Don't blame the donor, the poor monk is happy to see the hunt for a while, but it is rude. ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's the younger generation who took advantage of the master." ”

The monk smiled: "Although your Diamond Sutra is not a cultivation method, you can never imagine how much benefit this Diamond Sutra will have to my Leiyin Temple, it should be that the poor monks take advantage." ”

The two of them were polite to each other, ignoring the mood of the people around them who ate melons.

In fact, Wang Zheng didn't have to pay attention to the mood of the people who ate melons. The fifth-order master is here, except for Nangong Tiezhu, a strong man who has no heart and lungs, who dares to come and talk without the permission of the monk?

Just between the two of them, a smell of blood suddenly permeated the entire Taihua Mountains.

Many people and living beings, just by smelling the smell of blood, will have endless desires and killing opportunities in their hearts.

However, such a scene only happened to existences below the third order, such as Wang Zheng, although his heart was irritable and abnormal, he was not affected too much.

"This blood clan has cultivated the blood nerves of my Eastern Continent, which is really troublesome. ”

Smelling the blood, the monk said with some emotion. Then a Buddha horn sounded, and everyone vaguely saw a Buddha suppressed in their spiritual platform, and in an instant, all the demonic thoughts and desires dissipated without a trace.

At this time, these people showed a look of fear.

looked at the place where the smell of blood was strongest in the back mountain, and the monk's face showed compassion:

"Prince Zagu's strength is no longer one in ten, so the poor monk will take action on his behalf, completely cutting off the last trace of life of Prince Zagu.

My Buddha is compassionate, but my Buddha also has the act of subduing demons with angry eyes. ”

As he spoke, the monk took a step, and three inches of golden light appeared around him, and in that golden light, it seemed that there was a vast world brewing in it.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng didn't know what he thought, and suddenly he also stepped forward and stopped in front of the monk:

"Senior, can the essence blood left by the Blood Demon be left to the juniors to deal with?"

When the monk heard this, he looked at Wang Zheng with deep eyes: "Donor, that blood demon is not an idle person, although his consciousness has been extinguished, but every drop of blood has his thoughts hidden in it."

The donor's pursuit of strength is understandable, but the donor should be cautious about such a crooked path. ”

Looking at the monk with a serious expression, Wang Zheng suddenly smiled freely and said:

"Do seniors have no confidence in juniors, or do they have no confidence in Zixiaoyan passed down by seniors?"

When the monk heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "Everything has a law, and the cycle of cause and effect is really like this."

I pass on your Zixiao Yan, and you have the opportunity to use Zixiao Yan, the donor's luck is really amazing. ”

Wang Zheng shook his head modestly: "It's just a coincidence." ”

The monk's expression was even more soothing: "It's best to have such a mentality, luck can only be borrowed, not relied on, donor remember." ”

Wang Zheng's expression was straight: "The younger generation is provincial." ”

At this time, the monk looked at the place where the infinite blood and qi spread in the back mountain, and folded his hands to recite the complex and difficult scriptures.

As soon as the scriptures came out, there was a sudden echo of Sanskrit singing in the sky, and the golden celestial dragon phantom appeared out of thin air, and there was a golden white tiger coming against the wind.

The dragon and tiger met, and soon evolved into a complex Buddhist array, completely enveloping the entire back mountain.

After doing all this, the monk smiled and said, "In this way, as long as the donor doesn't go wrong, there is absolutely no possibility of resurrection of the blood demon." ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he smiled confidently and said, "If I can't clean up a thought that has been crippled twice, then I don't deserve to have the Zixiaoyan given by my predecessors." ”

The monk smiled and nodded, appreciating Wang Zheng's heroic but not arrogant attitude. After smiling, the monk suddenly changed his words:

"Does Lord Wang really have the idea of going to Zhongzhou for development?"