"As you said, from today onwards, Xiaoleiyin Temple will be reborn!"

"The name of this Buddha is also going to change."

"From the truth, become Maitreya."

Zhao Gongdao said lightly.

Jia Ming bowed slightly: "Xiaoxian has seen the future Buddha Maitreya. ”

"Amitabha."

Fu Hu finally realized it, and gradually recognized the situation in front of him, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly.

In this remote Tianxing Forest, the organization of Xiaoleiyin Temple was established again!

And this time...

The fame is far more shocking than before.

"Hmm..."

"According to the plan, can we go and kill people?"

Su Yang, who had never been interested in these things, finally couldn't help but ask, and when he spoke, he was still holding his bulging pockets, which were full of relics.

"Hmm."

"The beginning of our Leiyin Temple starts with King Chujiang."

Zhao Gongdao grinned and set his eyes on Su Yang.

And Su Yang took out a small porcelain bottle in the pocket on the other side and opened it!

A bright red insect lay quietly in the palm of his hand, but the position of the insect's abdomen flashed and flickered, and it was even more faintly filled with soul power.

"Hmm..."

"Southside."

Su Yang felt it carefully, and after a while, he put the insects away again, pointed in a certain direction and said.

A few people nodded lightly, and just followed behind Su Yang and galloped towards the south.

……

"Lingshan's bald donkey is still unreliable after all."

"It's just..."

"That guy's breath always gives me a very familiar feeling."

"Who is he?"

'Wang Qiusheng' sat on the top of the mountain, frowning slightly, thoughtful, and constantly whispering in his mouth.

But even though he thought about it for a long time, he didn't recall it.

"This person is too eccentric, and the aura on his body is particularly disorganized."

"The Star Monarch of Heavenly Court alone..."

"I just felt the breath of seven or eight in him."

"There's even an emperor..."

"Even the ancient Buddha who lit the lamp."

"Who is he, and where is he in the world today?"

'Wang Qiusheng' was puzzled, and finally gave up thinking for the time being, looking at the body in front of him.

"Except for the fact that the flesh is too weak, everything else is an excellent vessel."

"It can even perfectly accommodate the return of the Golden Immortal."

"If the strength of his physical body is increased, he can completely keep it for backup."

"Even if the main body is still suppressed by Lingshan, this monarch can go out and walk around at any time to improve the plan of the underworld."

'Wang Qiusheng' couldn't help but be a little moved, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

When he decided to keep this body, it meant that the real Wang Qiusheng no longer had the need to exist.

Unlike other owners...

Others are rented after the number, and the amount is returned.

After he rented the number, he thought about changing the password.

Wang Qiusheng, who was originally sleeping in the depths of the sea of knowledge, felt a little uneasy inexplicably, like a mang on his back, which made him subconsciously wake up.

But at this moment, there is already a strong evil thought in the sea of knowledge.

Almost instantly, Wang Qiusheng realized the almost undisguised thoughts of the number master, and his soul began to struggle frantically.

But...

"The people of Wudifu are best at how to deal with soul thoughts."

"They are reluctant to take it, it doesn't mean that the monarch is reluctant to take it."

"Today, in the name of Yama, this monarch condemns you to a cold and ice hell, and you will be sealed here forever!"

The cold voice suddenly sounded over the sea of knowledge.

The tone was indifferent.

"Shameless!"

"This is Lao Tzu's body!"

Wang Qiusheng roared angrily, his soul thoughts completely revived, and he wanted to break through the sea of knowledge and regain control of his physical body.

But in the next second, cold chains shuttled through the void, wrapping around Wang Qiusheng's soul thoughts.

This chain was extremely cold, but in an instant, a faint layer of frost appeared on the surface of Wang Qiusheng's soul thought body.

"I don't know how to lift!"

"Such a perfect body, only in the hands of this monarch, can it be useful in the true sense!"

"It's not like you, you wasted a piece of jade for nothing."

"One day, all the people in this world will remember your face and pray for you to build a temple."

King Chu Jiang spoke coldly again.

There was a hint of greed in his tone.

And Wang Qiusheng was constantly fighting against the frost in the chains at the moment, and he couldn't even say anything to refute, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Unconsciously, the frost on the surface of his soul body intensified, eventually forming an ice sculpture, trapping it in it, unable to move.

"Hehe..."

"Frozen on the 77th and 49th day, the soul disappeared by itself."

"At that time, this physical body will be an ownerless magic weapon."

"It's just that this flesh is too weak..."

Outside.

King Chujiang's soul had already detached from Wang Qiusheng's body, and he was floating in the air, admiring his masterpiece, muttering to himself from time to time.

"Flesh..."

"It can become stronger quickly under the scrubbing of coercion."

"It's just that it's going to be painful."

"But it's he..."

"Anyway, it's also a dying soul, and it's your honor to complete the last thing for Benjun."

A smile appeared on the corner of King Chujiang's mouth, and he turned around and looked at the high mountain that was suppressing his physical body.

"It took me thousands of years to open a faint gap in this prohibition..."

"Now it's coming in handy."

As the words fell, King Chu Jiang waved his hand.

In the next second, Wang Qiusheng's body floated in mid-air, slowly leaning towards a cave on the top of the mountain, and finally sat stiffly cross-legged in front of the cave entrance.

And King Chu Jiang chuckled, wantonly exuding his soul power.

I seem to feel something.

The mountain shook slightly, and the Buddha sounded one after another.

Golden chains appeared out of thin air, wrapping around the mountain, and the air was filled with coercion.

King Chu Jiang took two steps back.

Wang Qiusheng, who was in the gap of the ban, naturally became the first target of the ban.

The majestic coercion crushed towards Wang Qiusheng.

But in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Wang Qiusheng's mouth, and his face became even paler.

But Wang Qiusheng was motionless, numbly carrying the coercion with his body, as if he didn't know what pain was.

As time passed, his skin cracked and blood flowed out.

Seeing that it had reached the limit that Wang Qiusheng's physical body could bear, King Chu Jiang withdrew his soul power.

After losing the breath of King Chujiang, the prohibition slowly faded.

And the king of Chujiang put his hand on the top of Wang Qiusheng's head, constantly repairing his body.

It wasn't until his physical body became full again that he opened the ban again like a legal cannon, and re-tempered Wang Qiusheng's physical body.

Although judging from the appearance, Wang Qiusheng's face was expressionless.

But in the depths of the sea of knowledge, inside the ice sculpture, the soul that belonged to Wang Qiusheng had a hideous expression on his face and clenched his teeth.