At the same time, Leiyin Temple, outside the gate.

After a full year, almost every stone step outside the gate of the entire Leiyin Temple was stained red with blood, and then dried up with the passage of time.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and as far as the eye could see, it was even more dark red.

Especially on that door, it was full of bloody handprints, which was even more hideous.

Afar.

The golden cicada sat in the corner with his eyes distracted, muttering something unconsciously, as if he had gone completely crazy.

After a long time, he seemed to have regained some strength, struggled to get up, staggered step by step, and stood in front of the door of Leiyin Temple again, whispering in a hoarse voice: "It's been a year, don't you even have the courage to see me?" ”

"Buddha..."

"What qualifications do you have to be this Buddha!!

"Tell me, what is true, is there any truth in this world?"

The golden cicada gradually turned into a low roar, and kept slapping the door in front of him with both hands, and finally was knocked out by the protective formation of the Lei Yin Temple, covered in scars.

But the golden cicada stubbornly got up again, with a scarred body, came to the door again, knocked on the door, cursed, and went crazy.

And this kind of scene has been repeated for a full year.

Even the words are not much different.

But the temple, which symbolizes Buddha nature and benevolence, is now indifferently closing its door, ignoring the cry of the desperate man outside the door.

"As !! as it comes"

"You return my apprentice!"

The golden cicada screamed again, his eyes were blood-red, and the whole person turned into a streamer, slammed into the gate, and was bounced out again, falling heavily into the corner, spitting blood.

With this impact, the golden cicada once again completed today's 'mission'.

Every day of the year has ended in such a fierce way.

Blood dripped down his arm and onto the ground, staining the already dark red tiles again.

Just as he fell into a state of distraction again, dark clouds appeared in the sky.

The sound of dragon groans rang out one after another.

"Xiaobai..."

"Xiaobai!"

The golden cicada came back to his senses, and the whole person looked very excited, turned around in embarrassment, barely got up, and looked into the distance.

Dragon shadows churned in the void.

He kept patrolling, and finally retracted his gaze in despair, muttering to himself: "No, no Xiaobai..."

"Xiaobai is dead..."

"I killed it with my own hands."

"No!"

"It's not me, it's Rulai, it's him, the liar!!"

"He is the root of all evil, he is the culprit."

The golden cicada got up again in a daze, muttered in his mouth, and looked at the Lei Yin Temple.

The holiness and goldenness that he saw made him feel so ridiculous.

He laughed maniacally, his body trembling violently.

"You don't deserve this holiness at all..."

"Filth is your essence."

As he spoke, the golden cicada took a deep breath, mobilized the only remaining Buddha power in his body, floated in mid-air, stood at the top of the Leiyin Temple, cut his wrists, and let the blood fall from his wounds to the Leiyin Temple at his feet.

But...

Whenever the blood is about to touch the Leiyin Temple, there will always be a faint layer of golden light, blocking the blood and evaporating.

No matter how much blood the golden cicada shed, this Leiyin Temple looked spotless.

There are even Buddha voices and Sanskrit chanting.

The golden cicada looked more and more irritable, his eyes were hideous, and he was full of anger.

Compared to what he used to be, he is now like a complete madman, sick, and crazy.

"Why !!?"

"You pretend to be so noble, but you are an out-and-out devil in your bones!"

"Where did our Buddha go?"

"Buddha, who is the Buddha!"

The golden cicada's face was pale, and he roared unwillingly, the Buddha power in his body dissipated, and the whole person fell from mid-air, seeing that he was about to smash heavily on the sharp object on the top of the Lei Yin Temple.

But just as he was about to touch it, a soft golden light flashed, gently holding the golden cicada, and slowly sending it to the ground.

Faintly, a sigh seemed to sound in the void, and finally gradually fell silent.

……

In the merit pool, Su Yang was still digesting the essence of the ancestral dragon.

Three full months have passed, and only the last part of this essence is left, less than one-fifth.

The water of Hualong Pond has gradually become clearer.

And behind Su Yang, unconsciously, a faint phantom appeared, which seemed to be a totem.

In the very center of the totem, a cyan dragon is depicted, as if roaring in the sky.

At this time, it has been less than a year and a half since the immortal realm has completely descended.

With the arrival of this critical point, the entire Lingshan Mountain seemed to have regained some vitality, and the fluctuations of Buddha power in the air became more and more intense, as if looking forward to the moment when he returned to the world.

In the air, the sound of chanting scriptures rang out from time to time.

In the temples at the top of Lingshan, there is a faint golden light, which highlights Lingshan more and more sacred.

Only Leiyin Temple...

It is still more and more dirty and bloody contaminated by the golden cicada.

"Amitabha..."

On this day, in the Leiyin Temple, there was a sudden sound of a flat Buddha horn, which came very abruptly.

But the moment the golden cicada heard the voice, he suddenly stood up violently.

"Rulai!"

"I knew you were in there!"

"Why don't you see me!"

The golden cicada roared and rushed in the direction of the Thunder Yin Temple.

But in exchange, it was a sigh.

"Recently, a guest is coming..."

"I'll make trouble in a few days."

In his voice, it seems to exude a pampering charm.

In the next second, the Buddha in the Leiyin Temple was prosperous.

The figure of the golden cicada was stiff in place, only the eyes remained, and it was still turning.

In the Leiyin Temple, the sound of the Buddha's horn sounded again.

The bloody handprints on the door and the blood stains on the stone bricks on the ground were all slowly melted under the golden light.

In just a few seconds, the blood of the golden cicada after a year and a half of hard work was consumed, and the Leiyin Temple became holy again.

The golden cicada's eyes were full of anger, and she struggled frantically.

But the body was still restrained in place, motionless.

Eventually, even the body gradually became darker, and finally became transparent and disappeared in place.

The Leiyin Temple, which has been noisy for a year and a half, has easily restored its former tranquility, giving people a sense of purity in their hearts.

No one could have imagined that just now, this place was full of blood and filled with the strong resentment of a Buddha.

Inside the Dragon Pool.

In mid-air, the last wisp of ancestral dragon's blood was absorbed into Su Yang's body.

His blood began to circulate at an accelerated rate!

There was a dragon's groan in his body.

The totem representing the dragon clan behind him is constantly exuding dazzling light at this moment.