Chapter Seventy-Nine: Black Clouds

In fact, the common surname of the last abbot of this Lanruo Temple is the surname Yan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Yan Chixia sorted out her thoughts, then looked up at the large dense forest outside the main hall of Lanruo Temple, and said with a little loss but satisfaction.

"Yan surname? this, this? I don't know what Yan Daoyou means?" As soon as the white-eyed old monk heard Yan Chixia's words, he had a little bad premonition.

"The ancestors of my Yan family were the abbots of this Lanruo Temple at the beginning, but later because of some other reasons, the Lanruo Temple was dilapidated, and the ancestors of my family returned home in desperation, so they left some Buddha, Taoist practice exercises for the descendants of my Yan family. After that, I arranged a task for the descendants of my Yan family, and asked the descendants of my Yan family to have a person in each generation to practice magic and protect Lanruo Temple, one is not to let the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon outside the temple enter the Lanruo Temple, and the other is to protect the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon from being beheaded by other righteous path cultivators, and not to be killed by another old demon outside the boundary of Lanruo Temple. Yan Chixia saw everyone's puzzled looks, so she simply said it directly, after all, this is not a password in the Yan family, and even some families who are good friends with the Yan family also know that there will be one person in each generation of the Yan family who will travel to the Yan family.

"Oh? Why is this?" Ning Caichen heard Yan Chixia's words, it was even more strange, he has always been a righteous person who kills demons and subjugates demons, or encounters some more cold-blooded people, so he simply doesn't care, but Ning Caichen has never heard of a righteous person who wants to protect demons, if it weren't for yesterday's Yan Chixia's performance, it gives people a sense of righteousness and brightness, and Yan Chixia doesn't have the reputation of catching fast as a reclusive person, Ning Caichen is even suspecting that this Yan Chixia is an evil person.

"This, I don't know very well, the people of my Yan family have always complied with this task, but they have never asked our elders why they are at this time, because we all know it, and they don't know either. Yan Chixia shook her head, saying that she was only following the instructions of her ancestors, and she didn't know the real reason, "I also investigated before, and the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon outside the temple seemed to know the purpose of my Yan family, and she seemed to know some reasons, but she didn't want to tell us the reason." ”

"Then how long have you been holding on?" The white-eyed old monk frowned, he didn't expect that he had just taken a fancy to this place, and a person from the Yan family said that they had been guarding this place, but the white-eyed old monk didn't believe it very much, although he knew that there was indeed a Yan family, but Yan Chixia's words still needed to be considered.

"Since the generation of my ancestors, my Yan family has had ten generations of Yan family people guarding this Lanruo Temple. Yan Chixia said that there was nothing else to hide, what the white-eyed old monk asked, Yan Chixia replied cooperatively.

"Then what should you do when the people of your Yan family are old and frail?" The old monk Baimei heard that it had been ten generations, and roughly calculated, one generation has been at least thirty or forty years, so the Yan family has also guarded this place for nearly five hundred years, but if Yan Chixia is telling the truth, then this also tells the mystery of this place from the side door.

"The people of my Yan family also have a land of the Yan family in Jeju, when the guardians of each generation know that they are no longer suitable, they will discuss with the land of the Yan family the guardians of the next generation, and then the Yan land will send the next generation to replace, and the people of the previous generation will be able to set foot in their ancestral land, and after their death, they will be buried in the ancestral grave of the patriarch with the rites of the patriarch, and will be worshiped by the people of the Yan family for generations, and their descendants will also get better and more resources in the clan. Yan Chixia thought of the satisfied smile of her previous generation of guardians when she passed away, and also thought of the life of her descendants in this vein, but she also looked satisfied.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of stupid people who have been brainwashed by others, everything is empty when they die, and they lose their lives in exchange for the happiness of others, what can be satisfied with such a life. Yan Chixia originally thought that Yan Chixia was also a generation of righteous heroes, but after listening to Yan Chixia's story, how could he not know that Yan Chixia came here for her descendants.

"Amitabha. The white-eyed old monk said the Buddha's name, and then kept silent, because the white-eyed old monk didn't know what he should say, everyone has everyone's choice, everyone's thoughts. The people of the Yan family chose to live in peace with the old demon of the thousand-year-old banyan tree, the Yan family only wanted to complete the ancestral training and create a better condition for their descendants, which was understandable, the old monk of the white eyebrows was entangled in the fact that the people of the Yan family ignored the ordinary people who came here to become the nutrients of the old demon of the thousand-year-old banyan tree in order to stay here safely, but they didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

"Daoist Qingming, everything I can say and know has already been said, I don't know if you can look at the face of my Yan family and let the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon once?" Yan Chixia was a little skeptical about Wang Qingming's cultivation before, but after Xuanwu made a move, she knew that she and the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon were not Wang Qingming's opponents at all, so she told the truth, hoping that Wang Qingming could buy their Yan family a face. Yan Chixia also knew that Wang Qingming might be an immortal, but on top of the hundreds of years of history of the Yan family, there was no shortage of immortals, if Wang Qingming was really an immortal, then he would definitely buy them a face, after all, they were in the same heavenly court.

However, no matter how Yan Chixia thinks, he will not know that although Wang Qingming is an immortal, he is not an immortal in this world, so he doesn't know the immortal of his Yan family in the heavenly court at all.

"Good is good, evil is evil, since I have seen it, then I will definitely not let a monster kill ordinary people here, and I will stand by. After hearing so much, Wang Qingming has generally understood Yan Chixia's reasons, but Wang Qingming can't forgive the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon, she has killed too many ordinary people.

"This, Dao Chang ......" Yan Chixia listened to Wang Qingming's words, and didn't know what to say, could it be that if she gave the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon another chance, her Yan family would persuade her to be kind? Yan Chixia couldn't say it, because Yan Chixia also knew that this was simply a fool's dream, so that an old demon who had killed for hundreds of years suddenly changed, let alone the Yan family, even if it was Da Luo Jinxian, it was impossible to achieve it.

"Alright, no need to say more. Wang Qingming saw that Yan Chixia still wanted to say something, so he directly stretched out his hand to stop Yan Chixia from saying more, "I have made up my mind, but for the matter of your Yan family, I will let the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon give you an answer." ”

"Dao ......" Yan Chixia still wanted to fight again, but Wang Qingming didn't wait for Yan Chixia to speak, so he turned around and left directly, because Wang Qingming's divine mind saw that the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon was injured and stretched his roots towards Guoshan Town under the mountain, and some ordinary people who went to the mountain to collect firewood had already been poisoned by the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon.

"Evil obstacles, you dare. "Although Wang Qingming has become an immortal, and the seven emotions and six desires have been eliminated, but after all, he is from human cultivation, at this time, how can he endure seeing demons killing ordinary people, so as soon as Wang Qingming came out of the temple gate of the main hall of Lanruo Temple, he directly condensed his mana and shouted angrily.

Suddenly, Wang Qingming's angry shout was blessed by mana, and instantly resounded throughout the entire Lanruo Temple realm, and some little ghosts who were manipulated by the thousand-year-old demon of the banyan tree, under Wang Qingming's angry shout, were immediately shattered and turned into a little soul star.

At this time, when I heard Wang Qingming's angry shout, I immediately knew that the immortal who was concerned about him appeared, and the old demon of the thousand-year-old banyan tree did not dare to hide his means, and countless roots were under the control of the old demon of the thousand-year-old banyan tree, and they stretched out from the ground one after another, and began to expand outward in all directions, and at the same time, where the root system passed, all the creatures were turned into nutrients for the old demon of the thousand-year-old banyan tree.

"Thunder. Wang Qingming squinted his eyes, and originally planned to give the thousand-year-old banyan tree demon a chance to understand his wishes, but now, Wang Qingming's murderous intent was really moved, because Wang Qingming saw that many human beings and living beings around the entire Lanruo Temple realm were sucked dry by the thousand-year-old banyan tree old demon, and their souls were turned into ghosts, so Wang Qingming directly communicated heaven and earth with his divine thoughts, manipulated the laws of heaven and earth, and planned to launch the thunder technique.

The thunder that Wang Qingming manipulated was not the Five Elements Thunder, Dao Thunder, etc., summoned by other cultivators, but the thunder and lightning directly formed by the Thunder Dao Law, even to a certain extent, and the thunder that people generally call the thunder of heavenly punishment. Under the manipulation of Wang Qingming, the black clouds of thunder and lightning continue to converge in the sky, and the color of the black clouds is still deepening, which also symbolizes that the power of thunder and lightning is still strengthening.

The white-eyed old monk, the little monk of Shifang and others under the black clouds, looking at the black clouds above their heads that constantly exuded a destructive atmosphere, but it was the first time that they felt Wang Qingming's strength so intuitively, Yan Chixia looked weird, first, worried about the future of his descendants, and secondly, he was glad that he had not directly collided with Wang Qingming just now. is different from these people, is Yan Chixia's look, Yan Chixia looked at the black clouds above his head, without a trace of fear, and even looked at Wang Qingming, Yan Chixia also showed a look of anticipation.

And above the black clouds, in the heavenly court filled with clear clouds, they were also affected by this black cloud, some immortals with low cultivation, or mortals who were directly canonized by the heavenly court, directly ranked in the immortal class, felt the breath of the black clouds in the nether realm, and couldn't help but have a trembling feeling in their hearts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know which immortal family is casting spells in this nether realm? Unexpectedly summoning such a powerful thundercloud, don't you know that this is against the rules of heaven?" In the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in the Heavenly Court, the Haotian Jade Emperor God looked at the immortals below him, and with a hint of annoyance, he asked.