As a holy place of righteousness, Huayang Mountain is full of inspiration, surrounded by clouds and mist in the mountains, with green waters and green mountains, quite a fairy family leisure.

Yuan Qingwei came to the front of the mountain, his face sank, and he could feel that the breath on the mountain was not quite right.

A breeze rolled up, holding Yuan Qingwei straight into Zhengyang Palace, if it was normal, this kind of behavior would naturally be extremely rude.

But at this time, on Huayang Mountain, whether it is grass, trees, insects, or birds and animals, all of them have died, and Yuan Qingwei has walked all the way, and the lives that enter the eyes are all bones.

Falling in front of the main hall of Zhengyang Palace, two middle-aged monks holding magic weapons with distorted faces, broken eyes, and blood stains all over their faces, showing the pain and panic before death, and the magic weapons in their hands were spiritually lost.

Yuan Qingwei stepped forward to take a look, but he smelled a fishy sweet breath, and then the mana in his body was a little stagnant, and his face couldn't help but become more ugly.

"This toxicity!" Yuan Qingwei took out the Sancai Guanyun Mirror and looked at it, and immediately found that there was a very faint poison circulating on the entire Huayang Mountain, and all the deaths of plants, trees, insects, birds and beasts on the mountain were because of this poison.

Yuan Qingwei continued to look inward, that is, he saw the bones of the great grandmaster, his eyes were also broken, and the treasure mirror he held in his hand was also full of cracks.

Yuan Qingwei hurriedly stepped forward and gently flicked it to stabilize this spiritual light, but in a moment, the phantom of the Great Grandmaster appeared in mid-air.

However, to Yuan Qingwei's surprise, the eyeballs in the Great Grandmaster's phantom eye sockets were also broken, and a ray of spiritual light appeared in his palm, attached to the Great Grandmaster's eyes, and it would take a while to repair it.

The great grandmaster who had recovered his eyesight looked at Yuan Qing and sighed slightly: "I really didn't expect that the destined person would be such a young and promising person!" ”

Yuan Qingwei didn't care about the other party's praise, and asked directly: "What happened in Zhengyang Palace?" ”

The Great Grandmaster sighed and said, "The newly appointed National Teacher, how much do Daoists know..."

"Not a lot!" Yuan Qingwei frowned and thought about it, that is, after sorting out the information he knew, he told the other party: "That is, I know that the other party is a centipede essence, and the body should be the descendant of the primeval poisonous insect multi-eyed golden centipede, and the cultivation method is derived from the ancient heavenly court, and it seems that it has also obtained some Mahayana Buddhism." ”

"It's quite a lot!" Hearing this, the Great Grandmaster smiled bitterly and said, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have ended up like this. When Daoyou fights him again, you must be careful of his poison! ”

"He's poisonous enough to hurt you?" Yuan Qing frowned slightly, poison art has not been very valued in the way of cultivation.

After all, poison is, to put it bluntly, something that is harmful to the human body, and after cultivating to a certain level, it is difficult to define things that can harm them.

Therefore, from ancient times to the present, no one has become enlightened by poison.

Even in the witchcraft system, the practice of poison art is also a method that is biased towards inferiority, and many times the cultivators of the poison path will choose to sublimate it into a disease path or a Gu path.

But through the words of the great grandmaster, as well as the toxins circulating on Huayang Mountain, it was shown that the newly appointed national teacher had superb poison skills.

"Hey......" the Grand Master sighed and told Yuan Qingwei about the battle at that time.

In the sky, the Buddha's light flowed, and there was a virtual shadow of the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom.

In the pure land, the light is eternal, the ground is as flat as a palm, the merit pool, the eight treasure lotus, the heavenly fragrance tree, the treasures are reflected, and there are many celestial maidens flying up and down, holding musical instruments, playing the heavenly sound.

A statue of Buddha sat upright in the center of the Pure Land, looked at the great master and said, "Amitabha! Good, good, good! I have heard for a long time that the great master is exquisite, and today the little monk came, and I hope that the great master will teach! ”

After speaking, the Buddha stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the great master, and there seemed to be a pure land of the Buddha country on the palm of his hand, and it seemed to carry all things in heaven and earth, and he already had the demeanor of the Buddha country in his palm.

However, in the next moment, the immeasurable Buddha's light shattered, and a treasure mirror appeared in the great master's hand, illuminating the void, whether it was the Buddha's light or the Pure Land, it quickly disappeared like a bubble in the sun.

"Such an illusion, don't take it out and be embarrassed!"

Facing the rebuke of the great grandmaster, the Buddha frowned and said in a low voice: "It is worthy of the great grandmaster, it's just that the great illusion is just a dream, how do you know that you are a real existence?" ”

As he spoke, there were thousands of Buddha lights surging behind the Buddha, and a little bit of wishing power gathered, and a pure land phantom spread out again.

This time, the treasure mirror in the hands of the great grandmaster was also covered by the red dust, and it was difficult to observe the virtual reality under the Buddha's light, and he couldn't help frowning: "Incense wishing power? No, this is not a simple divine path, and there is a feeling of deception and plunder, you actually chose such a path? Are you really practicing Mahayana Buddhism? ”

"Is there anything wrong with this path? Although it is a little restricted by heaven and earth, it is not a bad way to live and die, how about it? Would the Grand Master be interested in joining me? ”

"The way of the gods is to protect, the way of immortals is leisure, and the way of Buddhism is Pudu, and your approach is really hard to agree with. Moreover, you think I don't know, you have been accumulating strength since the beginning, and what you say at this time is just trying to paralyze me. ”

When the Buddha heard this, he smiled, and the immeasurable Buddha's light flowed, and Zen filled the void.

"The Great Grandmaster is indeed wise, but the outcome of the battle between you and me is doomed from the beginning!"

When the words fell, circles of circular Buddha light emerged from the palm of the Buddha, and one after another Buddha mantras were staggered in the air, forming a huge mandala flower visible to the naked eye, slowly blooming, and countless Buddha lights flowed, forming petals and leaves, extending outward layer after layer, turning into a huge Buddhist Dharma realm, trying to envelop the great master in it.

The great master is naturally not afraid, but he doesn't want to hide thousands of golden lights under the light of the Buddha.

That golden light is the natal supernatural power of the multi-eyed golden centipede, and it is the poisonous light conceived in his eyes, and ordinary monks are illuminated by the golden light, and they can't resist at all, and they will turn into pus and blood in an instant.

The great grandmaster was caught off guard, even if he was guarded by the treasure mirror in his hand, he was blinded, and then the national teacher who manifested the image of the Buddha was transformed into a centipede and fought with the great grandmaster in close quarters.

The multi-eyed golden centipede is an ancient poisonous insect, a carapace, invulnerable, invulnerable to water and fire, and the general magic spells are useless when they fall on him, and the magic weapon of the blade cannot break his carapace.

At that time, the Great Grandmaster was blind, and the Yin God Sense was also affected by the toxin and made mistakes. In the face of Jin Centipede's offensive, he could only defend passively, and finally chose to self-destruct the inheritance mirror in his hand and stimulate his internal supernatural powers before forcing it back.

But then, the Great Grandmaster discovered that the toxins in his body had accumulated to a very terrifying extent without him feeling it, so that not long after forcing the golden centipede away, he sat down in the main hall of Zhengyang Palace.

"You mean, golden light is toxin, and toxin is golden light?"

"It's not all!" The Grand Master shook his head: "At that time, I was holding the treasure of Zhengyang Palace, and most of the golden light did not fall on my body, so the other party's method of poisoning should not be just golden light......

Yuan Qingwei nodded, and then asked, "Do you have any other wishes?" ”

The great grandmaster thought about it, and entrusted part of the inheritance of Zhengyang Palace to Yuan Qingwei, and asked him to help take care of the part of the inheritance that Zhengyang Palace left.

Then in the voice of Yuan Qingwei's promise, he completely turned into a streamer and disappeared, and was reincarnated.