With the death of Xuanzang, Jinshan Temple temporarily restored calm, but Jinshan Temple was divided into two factions, one faction advocated taking out the incense money in the temple and distributing it to the monks, and then everyone went to make a living, you can return to the vulgar, or you can go to Songshan Shaolin Temple. The other faction advocates the election of a new abbot to inherit the incense of Jinshan Temple.

In the face of internal and external troubles, the people of Jinshan Temple were panicked, so they simply closed the temple and solved the internal contradictions first.

Fahai was taken back to the Mansion by the Marquis of Xiaoyao.

His defensive skills are all on the holy robe, and without the robe, his defensive power is similar to that of an ordinary grandmaster, and now he is imprisoned by the Buddha's power.

"Amitabha, can Master Hou know that the little green girl beside you is formed by a snake spirit!" Fahai spared no effort to explain to Xiaoyao Hou.

"Of course I know!" said Xiaoyaohou indifferently.

"Since Master Hou knows, then why do you want to stop the poor monk from subduing demons and subduing demons?" Fahai asked puzzled.

"My people, even if they are goblins, can't take care of you!" said Xiaoyaohou with disgust, what he hated most was the people who kept chanting to subdue demons and eliminate demons every day.

"Xiaoyao Hou, this green snake is still shallow, if you have been with her for a long time, she will suck the yang energy on your body, and there will be endless troubles!" Fahai said bitterly.

"I don't bother you to worry about this, if it weren't for your destiny, I would have killed you a long time ago, a monk outside the square cares about Hongchen, it's really full!" Xiaoyao Hou sneered, "I can tell you that Master Xuanzang's death is because of you, and the death of the monk of Jinshan Temple is also because of you, your sins are deep!"

"Amitabha!" Fahai closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, he knew that he had already carried many lives on his body, and his Hongchen cultivation was almost destroyed.

"Fahai, you see how good I am in Doll's Villa!" the Marquis of Joy pointed to a separate clearing in his courtyard, on which there was a separate building, surrounded on all sides by a wall, and inside were rows of buildings.

All kinds of dolls are placed in it, some are playing chess, some are fishing, some are basking in the sun, whether it is action or expression are vivid, it looks comfortable, like a garden scene outside the world.

Fahai looked at this doll villa, and felt more and more strange, the dolls in it were too real.

Suddenly, he saw that there was a bald old monk in the middle of this group of dolls, and this old monk gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"How can this beard, this wrinkle on the face, be so familiar..."Fahai was very puzzled in his heart.

"Do you think this doll resembles you?" asked Xiao Yaohou suddenly.

"Yes, isn't this a copy of the old man?" Fahai suddenly realized that this doll gave him a familiar feeling, just because the doll was made in his appearance.

"I've got these for you!" said Xiaoyaohou playfully.

An inexplicable feeling of dizziness enveloped Fahai, and then his eyes went dark, and the whole person was unconscious......

With the fall of Xuanzang, the heavenly machine has changed a little, but on the whole, it has grown a lot.

Wang Yan's thought moved, and the whole person had already appeared in the chaotic void, this world was dominated by him, and he could go wherever he wanted.

"Rules, give me fusion!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the rules are not very strong now, Wang Yan tried his best to take the lead.

He flew from the Phantom Dust Star to the Immortal Realm, and the rules of heaven and earth he comprehended were all in other people's worlds, which was like plagiarizing other people's ideas, rather than his own originality.

Once the original owner pursues his copyright, he is a pirated black household.

This is also the reason why he was chased so badly by the original Immortal Heavenly Dao.

In the immortal realm, Wang Yan used the existing rules in his hand to have an epiphany and enter the realm of the sage, who knew that he would be deceived by the Heavenly Dao, and chased him all the way until he created a world that truly belonged to him.

There are new rules, new systems, and even the Heavenly Dao is completely new.

"When I have completely integrated the rules of this world, I will go back and take a good look at whether the Heavenly Dao of that immortal realm is dead or alive!" Wang Yan said calmly.

Buzz ~ Buzz ~ Buzz ~

The rules of the Heavenly Dao began to be continuously imprinted by Wang Yan.

"Master, I'm here to help you!" Qinglong said.

It possessed Wang Yan, allowing Wang Yan to spy on the existence of the long river of time for a short time.

As the form of time in the high-dimensional world, Wang Yan is undoubtedly very lucky to be able to watch the long river of time, not all people will have such an experience.

The water of the long river flows in the long river of time, which is a very mysterious thing, and there are fragments of time in the river, reflecting the past and future of this world.

"In this way, are all people and things predestined?" Wang Yan asked curiously.

"The river of time is just a hidden reflection of the real world, and once the real world changes, the river of time will also change!" Qinglong explained.

"I've watched your fate, but your fate is changing all the time, the world is so big that there is no shortage of unstable factors like you, but even if it is like this, it will be corrected quickly and try to keep pace with you!"

Wang Yan didn't know much about this, but he didn't have the meaning of delving into the long river of time, he hadn't even fully mastered the rules of heaven and earth, so it was not good to be ambitious.

One, two, three ....

The rules of this world were reintegrated into Wang Yan's body and gave Wang Yan new strength again.

"After the rules of this world are fused by more than half, my heavens and all worlds will also be replanned, and I will completely break the connection with the immortal world and get rid of its shackles on me!"

Buzz~

In the chaotic void, a purple halo slashed.

"There really is Hongmeng Purple Qi!" Wang Yan was overjoyed.

Hongmeng purple qi is the foundation of the sanctification of the desolate world, without this Hongmeng purple qi to be sanctified, it is extremely difficult, in comparison, Wang Yan still cares more about this Hongmeng purple qi, because the desolate world is much more advanced than the original fairy world.

It's just that he hasn't been able to capture Hongmeng purple qi all along, and now he finally sees it.

Legend has it that in the desolate world, the Hongmeng purple gas given by the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, only one was given to the red cloud and then the whereabouts are unknown, and the red cloud has not been able to become holy, and countless powers have been looking for this Hongmeng purple gas for thousands of years, but unfortunately it has not been found.

Some people say that this is the calculation of Daozu Hongjun, because Hongyun gave way to the quasi-mention and introduction of Western foreign teachers, which made the Western religion two more saints and divided the luck of Xuanmen.

"If this Hongmeng purple qi is carried by Hongyun, then it is inevitable that you will have to meet the other party in the future!" Wang Yan said.

At this moment, Hongmeng's purple qi flashed and disappeared into the chaotic void.

After determining that Hongmeng Purple Qi was still in this world, Wang Yan took a reassuring pill, this matter is not in a hurry, you can take your time.