The details of this battle soon reached the ears of the Buddhas of Leiyin Temple through various means, except for Di Ting and Liuzhu, almost the entire spiritual mountain was in an uproar.

"It was the King Blood Ancient Demon last time, and she actually dared to make a move in public?"

"With such fanfare and flying high, aren't you afraid of provoking the jealousy of all ethnic groups and raising troops to fight? Should she say that her newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or..."

"Daring?"

"You say."

"Could she be a bait deliberately thrown by other creatures, in order to lure us ancient demons hiding in the shadows to take refuge in this world, so that we can catch them all?"

"No way!"

"That pure demonic qi can't be faked, compared to the demon lord back then, it doesn't give much, even if it exhausts the heritage of the clan, it can't be disguised, they don't have this means!"

"And which descendant is she?"

"How did she survive the ancient catastrophe? Could it be that long before the catastrophe came, it was sealed by a certain senior of our clan by great means? ”

“…”

Even wearing the skins of the Three Buddhas and Guanyin Bodhisattva, the four most powerful ancient demons on the bright side were once again alarmed, and quietly cast their eyes on the 100,000 mountains.

"Like, too much."

Now behind the golden lotus platform where the Buddha is sitting cross-legged, in a bottomless shadow, a hoarse voice came out, as if a gaze flickered:

"I heard the call of eternity in her chest, and her heart flowed with the blood of the royal family, those brilliant years, the glory of my clan..."

Hear the words.

Fake Guanyin's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't help muttering:

"Could this girl be the king's blood?"

"It's... Not easy to judge. ”

At this point, even the well-informed ones are a little confused:

"This woman's breath is indeed the blood of the king, but in that battle, my king has been killed by all races, and his soul is destroyed."

"With the foresight of those old monsters, how can they not know how to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots? How can you let the blood of the king of my clan be passed on to the world? ”

said.

He frowned slightly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was negotiating with the shadow behind him: "I still have to get in touch with Chen Changgeng, this person is too weird." ”

There was silence in the hall.

Half a day.

A voice sounded in the shadow again: "Others may not dare to risk the world to touch the descendants of our clan, but with Chen Changgeng's indispensability, it is not impossible." ”

"And, as far as I know."

"There are only a few who have the ability to protect the blood of the kings of our clan under the ancient noses of all ethnic groups, and they can't keep it, this Chen Changgeng is also acting on orders."

"The real chess player is the one behind him."

The Buddha's pupils shrank, and he glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva, and saw the horror in the other party's eyes: "It's just, what is the purpose of that person's this?" ”

The Ancient Demon Royal Clan, it sounds so powerful and strange.

As a matter of fact.

In the face of true ancient giants, nothing is.

Only a genius who has not died young, and who has grown up is called a genius, not to mention that when he reaches that step, he has long stopped looking at the so-called talent, it is all false.

Along the way, they don't know how many Tianjiao they killed.

They are the uncrowned throne that stepped on the bones of millions or even billions of living beings, and who died at their hands was nameless? Mediocre people?

They can even make geniuses.

So.

If you don't understand, why should that giant whose origin is older than their ancient demon lineage have an ancient demon by his side, it makes no sense to him.

On the contrary, it is easy to attract hatred, which is simply a thankless act.

"It doesn't matter what He wants to do."

There was another sound in the shadows: "Since there are people who are willing to cultivate heirs for our ancient demon clan, why not do it?" We don't need to take risks anyway. ”

"He wants to use us, and we can use Him in turn."

"Right now, the Ganges is coming, and countless ethnic groups are ready to move."

"Just let Chen Changgeng attract firepower for us, we can still develop and grow under the banner of Buddhism, and wait until the time is ripe to welcome back this princess."

said.

His voice paused slightly, and he gasped lightly, as if he had already consumed most of his energy when he said this.

The Buddha's eyes lit up:

"What do you mean..."

"Let people let the wind out, just say that Chen Changgeng secretly raises the ancient demons of the royal family, intending..."

"Raise demons for trouble!"

…

The other side.

On the way back to the dojo, Liuzhu happened to collide head-on with Di Ting, who was coming from the opposite direction.

The latter looked anxious, and as soon as they met, they didn't have time to do superficial kung fu greetings, so they glanced at Liuzhu and signaled Liuzhu to enter the cave first.

"You're making a big fuss!"

In the cave.

After laying down the soundproof formation, Di Ting got straight to the point:

"Now half of the Buddha country has been alarmed, and many people are deducing the witch's heels, and the Bodhisattva has wasted a lot of strength to temporarily suppress the matter."

Liuzhu frowned slightly, pretending to be puzzled:

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? ”

Of course, she knew what Di Ting was referring to, after all, there was a Jizo Bodhisattva behind him, and Jizo Bodhisattva had fought with the Demon Daozi body.

He was one of the few people who guessed the existence of the Demon Daozi's heels.

Of course.

Chen Yi was not afraid that he would take this matter out and publicize it, because it would not be good for him, and he would make enemies out of thin air.

Not all Buddhist practices are incompatible with the ancient demons.

Especially for beings of the level of Jizo Bodhisattva, they can't be measured by common sense, and they won't offend another giant because of their simple likes and dislikes.

As an existence that is infinitely close to immortality, and can even faintly glimpse the essence of life, the concept of race has long been blurred in their world.

To put it bluntly, that's a rhetoric to fool the lives at the bottom.

"You know in your own heart that it is useless to talk too much."

"I'm just here to remind you on behalf of the Bodhisattva, you think it's foolproof, but walking by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet? If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do. ”

Di Ting didn't keep struggling with the matter of the Demon Dao Son's body, and after conveying the meaning of the Jizo Bodhisattva in place, the conversation changed:

"Jiuhua Mountain, it has been arranged, when do you plan to go down?"