"Interesting!" After Xiang Yutian returned to Middle-earth, he found that several distractions had been killed, and he immediately mobilized the forces he had accumulated in two or three hundred years to figure out the recent changes in Middle-earth.

And according to the deep digging of the changes behind these things, it is determined which one is distracted and independent.

"Yuan Qingwei?"

Xiang Yutian thought about it, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "It seems that my old bones are also going to move!" ”

After speaking, the figure in front of Xiang Yutian turned into countless mist and merged into his body.

That's right, among the forces that Xiang Yutian has accumulated for two or three hundred years, at least two-thirds of them have been planted by him.

These demon seeds are the product of Xiang Yutian's research over the years of the "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation (Prevention) Method", and on weekdays, not only is there no harm to the people who are planted, but there are also benefits similar to promoting cultivation. Tongyuan Qingwei's actions towards Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling are similar.

But Xiang Yutian's approach was even more irritable, and his control was also very strong, as long as he was willing, he could extract enough true qi from these people who had been planted into the demon seed at any time and usurp their cultivation.

This is also the reason why Yuan Qingwei is afraid of him, these guys who have been planted with demon seeds seem to be useless, but when Xiang Yutian joins forces with the will of the world, they can create a shell for those strong people who have broken the void in a very short time.

At the same time, at the moment when Xiang Yutian devoured this person, the 'Xiang Yutian' who was far away on Taibai Mountain also sensed that something was wrong.

The pure Zen and weird charm of the whole body are gradually fading, and 'Xiang Yutian' slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Yuan Qing Weidao in front of him.

"He's back!"

"Did he come back so soon?" Yuan Qingwei instantly felt that something was wrong and asked, "How did you find out?" ”

"How else can you find out? Naturally, he told me! ”

'Xiang Yutian's face was not very good-looking, although he had always known that he was very different from the deity.

However, now the other party told him clearly that the gap between the two made him feel very embarrassed.

"Looks like I miscalculated! Heaven and earth's inclination towards broken resources is beyond my expectations! Yuan Qing frowned slightly, then took out the Evil Emperor Relic from his arms, handed it to 'Xiang Yutian' and said: "Since he has already discovered it, then you don't need to continue to suppress it, you can directly extract the Yuan Jing True Qi inside, and absorb as much power as you can control before he arrives." ”

"I don't need you to say it, I know it."

'Xiang Yutian' took over the Evil Emperor Relic and began to extract the power contained therein, and the power that had been intentionally converged due to breaking through the Great Grandmaster Realm began to expand rapidly and continue to increase.

The half-gold, half-black phantom of the Buddha appeared behind him again, and the contradictory but unified qi intertwined behind him, turning into a faint streamer and condensing behind him.

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In the southern suburbs of Luoyang, the buildings in the temple add up to more than hundreds, just like a small city, there are seven large halls in the middle and a small copper hall with a width and depth of three zhang each, up to half a zhang.

Outside the bronze hall, all the buildings are covered with three-color glazed tiles, the color is as new, there is a vast up to 100 zhang in front of the copper hall, it is made of white stone, the platform square that surrounds the white stone carving railing, the middle place enshrines a bronze statue of Manjushri riding a golden lion, there are three Buddhas such as medicine mantra, Shakya and Mida next to the shrine. Colored plastic gold ornaments, quite bold, in addition to the four stone steps at the entrance, evenly distributed 500 Arhats, all of them are cast in gold and bronze, all of them have lifelike expressions.

Xiang Yutian looked at this huge Buddhist temple, listened to the endless sound of chanting, and walked into the bronze hall with a smile.

The master of the Buddhist temple, there are only a few grandmasters left in the Buddhist sect at that time, and he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Xiang Yutian, and flicked his fingers, and the bronze bell around him made a deep sound, like a clear and solemn Buddha name, and invisible spiritual fluctuations flowed out: 'Amitabha, I don't know who the predecessors are, the old man is empty and polite. ’

In the empty eyes, the person in front of him feels very strange, with three different feelings of old, middle and young at the same time in appearance and temperament, but the vigorous life and blood in his body are like a teenager, full of vitality.

After listening to Kong's words, Xiang Yutian smiled slightly, and said a sentence that made Kong's Zen heart lose his mind: "This seat Xiang Yutian, I don't know, the little monk is willing to make a deal with this seat?" ”

Likong wanted to make himself as calm as possible, but around the invisible qi cloth on Yutian's body, the bronze bell in his hand shook slightly uncontrollably, and it was difficult to express his intentions.

It's a pity that Likong, the sect master of the Righteous Path Holy Land, is only a grandmaster after all, and in the face of a peerless powerhouse like Xiang Yutian, who is broken in half a step, he has no ability to resist at all, and the bronze bell in his hand is broken into dozens of pieces under the traction of the strong breath.

At the same time, Xiang Yutian's voice echoed in his empty ears: "I heard that this seat has produced a supreme genius from the Dao Gate, which is obviously not in line with the layout of this seat, and he has also seriously oppressed the living space of your Buddha Gate. What do you think? Little monk, are you interested in cooperating with this seat and getting rid of him together? ”

Xiang Yutian's words were like the devil's demagoguery, constantly stimulating this empty mind.

The power of the four great monks of Buddhism has been lost, the loss of face of Buddhism, and the increasingly low status, as well as the surrounding believers......

I don't know why there was a burst of hatred in the hollow, and the original peaceful aura was replaced by hideousness.

Suddenly, a crisp sword groan sounded from a distance, and the sword sound of the Qing Sage tried to pull Sora out of the strange influence of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Great (Defense) Method.

"Oh, the sound of the sword is clear, and it has the idea of awakening the world, obviously it is to complete the cultivation of the heart and soul, and it is infinitely close to the level of the sword heart. It seems that the generation of Cihang Jingzhai has produced a good seedling! If you are given a few more years, you will not be a great master, but it's a pity! You shouldn't have done anything to me. ”

Xiang Yutian's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he looked at the concubine Xuan who came out not far away.

The two were just a simple eye contact, which was to make the immortal temperament created by Concubine Xuan dissipate, and the next moment she trembled again, her eyes fell to the ground in confusion, fragrant sweat came drippingly, and her true qi gradually became turbid.

"Amitabha, please also ask the evil emperor's subordinates to be merciful, if you have any requirements, please speak up, and you will definitely do it."

Relying on Shi Fei Xuan's desperate rescue just now, so that Sora barely broke free from the control of the "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation (Prevention) Method", he immediately made a decision and broke his closed-mouth meditation that he had been practicing for decades.

The breath of the air was agitated, and there were faint signs of breaking through the ban on Xiang Yutian, but with the help of the vast Buddhist true qi brought by breaking the gong, he obtained the combat power of almost a great grandmaster in a short period of time.

"Oh! Your closed-mouth meditation practice is good, so it's a pity to use it like this. Xiang Yutian let out an elusive smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure flickered to the side of the air, raised his hand and pressed it, forcibly pressed the true qi around the sky back into his body, and sealed it with a secret technique: "This kind of power is better used on the blade." ”

After speaking, Xiang Yutian turned around and left in the middle of the empty two, half frightened, half helpless expressions, leaving only one sentence in the air: "You and make it clear to the rest of the bald donkeys of the Buddhist Sect, wait for my order." ”