The wind walked through the dense forest, and as it went to the hinterland, his brows became tighter and tighter.

Because he found a problem... Although it is walking, the speed at which you can cultivate by yourself has already crossed thousands of miles in this tea time.

Miles... Yan Feng didn't even find a single demon!

According to common sense, there are at least three or five denominations.

But at this moment, he can't use his divine sense to check!

"What the hell is going on... What is that old devil doing!"

Yan Feng's figure stopped at the top of a high mountain, looking up at the sky, the huge cloud altar was still condensing, presumably this thing was not so simple to be molded, and it would never succeed without three or five days.

That is, there is still time!

"Let's go to the gloom first. ”

Yan Feng recognized the direction of the Netherland, and once again in an instant, with his speed, if he wanted to reach the Netherlands at full speed, it would only take an hour or two.

However, in order to investigate, Yan Feng deliberately walked around and went to several Great Sect stations in his memory.

Just when Yan Feng left, on the top of the mountain, the figure of Jiaoling appeared closely.

Fortunately, Yan Feng is on foot, if it is in the sky, he will not be able to catch up with the cultivation of Kyaukling.

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In the human world, with the dispatch of troops from Heaven, the demons were swept everywhere, and the demons were gradually compressed, and in the land of Kyushu, there were already many areas that were subdued by the Heavenly Court and restored peace, especially important towns such as Yanjing and Nancheng.

There are even some places... It has not been invaded by demons since the beginning.

Like what... A certain mountain in Yanjing, a temple in the middle of nowhere.

The fat monk was depressed in his heart at the moment... Coming back from the gray stone realm of that puppet, he originally thought that Yan Feng was hanging up, so he returned to the temple in discouragement, eating fasting and chanting Buddha all day long, and really planned to be a good monk.

That's good... After a while, news came out that Yan Feng was not hanging, and he was still alive and well.

Now the fat monk regretted it... Damn, it's hard to get out after entering the temple.

In the small courtyard of the Temple of Merit at the back of the temple, the fat monk is carrying a broom and is sweeping the leaves here, muttering as he sweeps.

"Don't let me out... Don't let me out!"

"You won't let me out! I won't even eat meat!"

"Torture... Torture!"

The fat monk swept the ground, and it was simply more and more chaotic.

Simply threw the broom to the ground, and the fat monk lay back... Let the fallen leaves of the trees fall on you.

"Buddha, I'm not doing it!"

As he spoke, he took out the night white pot from his arms, raised his head and poured it.

"When I first entered the temple, I should have gotten some wine..."

The fat monk now regrets it immensely, because his night white pot is ...... It's all water!

"Master of the Void. ”

Just when the fat monk was complaining, he suddenly heard a voice in his ears.

"Why are you called Buddha?"

The fat monk looked lazily in the direction of the sound, and suddenly...

Poof, the water in the mouth is spit out!

A man, dressed in an ancient official attire, with a goatee.

This man... The fat monk has seen it!

That was the first time he went to the underworld with Yan Feng!

Cui Fujun!

The fat monk hurriedly turned sideways, and then put the night white pot in his pocket, after all, this thing belonged to Cui Fujun.

The fat monk is thinking right now... Is this here to ask for something?

Thinking of the collapse of the six realms of reincarnation today... This guy is estimated to be unemployed, isn't he asking the night white pot, is he coming to the temple to find a job?

Apparently not... In that case, that's the one to ask the night white pot!

Holding the night white pot tightly, the fat monk stood up and smiled.

"Ouch~ Isn't this the famous Cui Fujun, why did you come to the Buddha's broken temple. ”

The fat monk grinned, intentionally or unintentionally covering the white pot in his arms.

Cui Fujun had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"There is no need to hide it anymore, the matter of the night white pot, this gentleman knew about it that day. ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat monk suddenly touched his head and laughed... In fact, it is to hide the embarrassment.

"What did Cui Fujun say, what kind of night white pot, is the Buddha like that kind of person who takes it indiscriminately?"

The fat monk straightened his face, looking like you don't want to frame me.

Seeing the appearance of the fat monk, Cui Fujun could only smile bitterly.

"That's it, that pot was originally given to me by you, and it doesn't hurt to give it to you. ”

Cui Fujun said with a smile.

"What do you mean. ”

The fat monk was stunned, what is called mine...

I don't read much, don't lie to me.

"It's normal for the master not to know now, the agreement between you and me back then, the time that the master said, has all arrived. ”

Cui Fujun's face slowly began to become solemn.

"What agreement? timing?"

The more the fat monk listened, the more confused he became.

"Back then, Master you gave me the most important things, and told me that there would be a great tribulation in the lower three realms, and I would return it to you when the calamity came. ”

"Now that the Tribulation of the Three Realms has arrived, Cui Jue came to return it according to the agreement. ”

As soon as Cui Fujun stretched out his hand, suddenly in his hand, a golden bead slowly appeared, and the bead was surrounded by golden light.

This thing that radiates golden light, although it has the appearance of a bead, is not as smooth as a gold bead, but more like something else.

Or, more like a meatball-like presence.

Ordinary people may not be able to see what this glows on... But fat monks definitely can!

In other words, any monk in this world who is a little older can judge what this is!

Relic!

It is only when some eminent monks sit down that this thing appears.

"You said this relic is mine?"

The fat monk was stunned for a moment, and then asked.

"That's right, this is exactly the relics that the master handed over to you, when the master sat in your body, and your soul entered the six realms of reincarnation. ”

"No way, no way, you must be mistaken. ”

The fat monk waved his hand and grinned.

"I'm living well, where did I get the relics, and besides, with my body of wine and flesh, I can refine a fart relic. ”

Cui Fujun waved his hand, and suddenly this relic floated towards the fat monk, suspended above the fat monk's head.

In an instant, a golden light suddenly came out from it, surrounding the fat monk.

"Yes or no, the master will know after he incorporates the relics into his body. ”

Cui Fujun took a deep breath and pointed out towards the relics on the top of the fat monk's head, and suddenly this relic fell down, and in an instant, it sank into it from the top of the fat monk's head.

"Cui..."

The fat monk still wanted to say something to Cui Fujun, but at the moment when the relics were submerged in his head, a golden light rose in his eyes.

Around him, at this moment, a profound golden scripture appeared, and the golden light spread in an instant, covering the entire temple.

All the monks, at this moment, in the golden light, have felt shocked in their hearts, that ordinary day, no matter how you can't find the Buddha's teachings, at this moment it seems to be contained in the air!

Just touch it!