After entering the deep meditation, Li Xingxiu finally discovered the anomalies of the Buddha statue and the temple.

The Buddha statue at the entrance of the street overflowed with a thick black mist like ink, and these black fog slowly eroded into the people who knelt down, not only the Buddha statue at the entrance of the street, Li Xingxiu also found that the Buddha statue in each household in the observation will have more or less black mist flowing out and entwined into the body of each worshipper, but the black mist overflowing from the golden Buddha at the entrance of the street is particularly strong.

The people who worship in the temple will also be contaminated with the black fog flowing from the many Buddha statues in the temple, but there are too many people worshipping every day, and the black fog flowing from the huge golden Buddha statues in the temple seems very light.

Seeing these black fogs, Li Xing immediately knew what these things were, they were too familiar, weren't they the same things that manifested on the wicked people in the small bronze medal, this is the power of bad karma,

Again, look closely at the monks and nuns in the temples and the Buddhist merchants and elites in the city, who are part of the supply of these bad karmas.

These powerful people and Buddha statues are full of holy merit light, as if they are people who do good deeds and accumulate virtues, but these people will still flow a lot of dirty black mist, and these black mist karma will be sucked away by the invisible large array all over the city, and then transmitted to all the large and small Buddha statues in the city through the transformation of the formation, and then borne by the believers.

This great array not only obtained the supply of bad karma from the city, but there was also a force of bad karma from far away in the sky above the city that was also absorbed by the formation, and the young man speculated that these bad karma may have come from the Buddha Sect in Freedom.

It's a really good means, a real clever trick to deceive the world, and there is a flame burning in the young man's heart.

Looking at the people who prostrate again for their so-called ungodly beliefs, their souls also have a strange connection with the formation, and the connection of this connection is in the food that these people eat in the morning.

These foods play a role in their intestines, and the force of the paroxysm turns people's souls into something like green fangs, exuding a bloody breath, although these people are thin and weak, but after death, they can transform into powerful evil spirits, I am afraid that they are used by the Buddha Sect as a protector of the Dharma.

I've heard that some pseudo-Dharma Buddhism has the habit of raising evil ghosts and evil things, and it turns out that it is what kind of cultivation method.

This is the real unforgivable sin! The young man was already furious in his heart, but on the surface he was even calmer, and his own strength was not enough, so he had to think about it in the long run.

The young man got up and pretended to be a little drunk, called the shopkeeper, settled the meal money, and returned to the inn where he settled with Mr. Qin soon after.

Mr. Qin had not yet returned, and the young man had no distractions, and entered into an extremely deep meditation that he had recently realized. (The juvenile's contemplative visualization technique is temporarily divided into dynamic contemplation, general static contemplation and deep contemplation, and then the extremely deep contemplation where you can only feel the movement and stillness that is not too far away around you, and the cultivation speed of the contemplation of the four different realms is different, and the distance and depth of things observed around you are also different.) When I was meditating and cultivating until it was almost dark, I heard the sound of Mr. Qin's room opening next door.

As soon as he looked at it, he found that Mr. Qin in the room had a lost face and was drinking a jar of wine in his hand.

I'm afraid it's not that things are not going well, otherwise Mr. Qin wouldn't be so distracted and drunk.

The young man knocked on the door next door, and after opening the door, Mr. Qin just sighed, and then said to him:

"I'm afraid that this time the matter of avenging the students will be in vain, and it will delay your time, so I was going to tell you again tomorrow. As he spoke, he took another sip of wine, and the wine flowing from the corner of his mouth poured through the placket of his clothes, which had been mostly wet, and the cool and violent wine made him temporarily hide his sadness, and whispered:

"Cool!"

The young man knew that Mr. Qin's mouth was refreshing, but he was afraid that his heart would be blocked and uncomfortable, so he went downstairs and brought a few jars of wine and some side dishes, and drank them together, and he was also very panicked today.

Both of them are cultivators, just like wine can't get them drunk, a lot of alcohol is only half-drunk, and the young man's primordial purification after being strengthened by the body path exercises is even more extraordinary, and the wine makes his heart more and more clear.

"Found the demon, right?" the boy asked, looking out the window at the moonless night sky.

"Yes, he became the presiding officer of a temple. Hehe, host, actually host, do you know, I looked at his bare head, loving face, and the golden silk and red silk Buddha costume, I really almost didn't recognize it, hahahaha. Mr. Qin didn't speak excitedly, just seemed to be telling an ordinary joke, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

"There are a few very powerful auras in the city, I'm afraid they are at least masters of the Awakening Dao realm, because I haven't felt such a strong coercion on the immortal cultivators of the Tianmen realm. ”

The young man told Qin Rusheng what he had discovered in his deep observation.

"They are one of the thirty-six sects, and they are not some kind of chickens and dogs, of course they are powerful. I pretended to be a pilgrim in the temple, and I endured so hard that every moment I wanted to tear off his hypocritical face and throw his godly compassion into hell, really wanting to see if he had really become a Buddha or a fake Buddha. ”

Qin Rusheng grabbed the last jar of wine, and slapped the sealed paper with his hand, as if he was slapping the person in his mouth.

The boy pointed from the window to a low-flying devil-headed bat in the distance and said:

"You see that this city is full of gold, and the same is true at night, that evil demon is like a ghost bat in this city, even if it walks in this fake light, it can't change its bloodthirsty nature, right, Mr. Qin?"

The middle-aged Confucian nodded in agreement, seeing the young man's expression that seemed to be confident, there should be some way, so he put down the wine jar and released a small Heavenly Seal Technique to envelop the room and asked:

"Xingxiu, do you have any solution? ”

"Mr. Qin, does you know the calamity of the Heavenly Dao Dog Sect in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range?" the young man really thought of an organization that could help him.

When Mr. Qin heard this, he was in a better mood, and his clothes suddenly realized and said:

"No wonder your cultivation at such a young age is so outstanding, isn't the little brother who cultivates cultivation the great talent of that mysterious organization?"

The young man smiled and explained yearningly:

"I want to, too, but unfortunately not, but I have a way to contact them, and I guess I just joined the periphery of their organization. ”

When Mr. Qin heard this, his heart became happy and left, and when he was happy, he grabbed the wine jar and drank most of the remaining wine in one go.

"If you want to be able to solve this matter, you must have strong cultivation strength, this cultivator organization must have a master who can help me destroy that evil demon, as long as I can fulfill my wish, I Qin Huaijiu am willing to sell the rest of my life to them. Mr. Qin said with a gesture of sacrificing his life.

Seeing this, the young man thought it was funny, and debunked:

"They don't have to be willing to sell their lives, Mr. Qin only said this because they were a pure cultivator organization, right?"

"Haha! In your words, I am not the one who is desperate for revenge, and I want to fulfill my wish for the devil. Otherwise, my Dharma-righteous Confucianism and Taoism cultivation is not cultivated on a dog, and I will insult the dead old loyal dog in my house. ”

The young man walked back to the wine table, and said with a mysterious face, "Do you just want to get rid of that evil demon, and don't want to do something for the people in the city?"

Mr. Qin originally thought that although the pseudo-law was not good, he never expected that it had reached the point of being evil to the point of ignoring people's lives for his own use, and sighed, no wonder the light of merit on those pseudo-Dharma Buddhism was so grand, and there were many Dharma protectors and ghosts and gods under their hands, it turned out that this was the case, they really deserved to be struck by thunder from the sky, and they fell into the Infernal Hell for thousands of years and could not get rid of the evil they had done.

"I've seen and heard what Mr. Qin has done all the way, it shouldn't be a cultivator in disguise, follow me to the outskirts of the city at midnight today, let's find a land temple ruins, and I'll cast a spell to contact the mysterious cultivator organization to report the extremely evil things here.

If this organization can find a way to remove the hidden evil here, it will definitely be able to punish the evil spirit that has taken the lives of your students. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he began to eat the food on the table, and his heart was also settled.

Mr. Qin stopped talking, and saw that Li Xingxiu's chopsticks were flying like flying and eating very deliciously, and he was also in the mood to join the battlefield on this table, and after a while, the two of them swept the food away.

After eating, the boy returned to his room, and then entered into a deep meditation and contemplated, only a trace of his mind was alert to his surroundings and the time that had been missed in the room.

In the extreme deep concentration, you will hardly feel the passage of time, maybe a hundred years is just a moment, in the case of a trace of external care, the teenager does not have such a strong sense of a thousand years, but there is also a fleeting experience.

In the blink of an eye, it was already midnight, and Li Xingxiu quietly evaded the city guards under the cover of Mr. Qin's Heaven Sealing Jedi Spell, and climbed the high gold-lacquered city wall out of Ziru City.

Under Li Xingxiu's observation, it didn't take much effort to find the land site.

The land temple here is badly damaged, and it is vaguely discernible from the stumps of a few broken pillars and the ground slightly higher than the surrounding area that there was once a small building here.

The young man also found this place with the secret method taught by Chen Batian, fortunately, this Ziru City is not a new city, otherwise, some means are needed.

In that case, if the boy wants to carve a statue of the Lord of the Land and engrave a true spell on it, it is actually not much trouble, because the material is not limited, the wooden one is fine, and the size is not too limited, but the fruit and vegetables must be placed as sacrifices, and the sacrifice can be carried out for seven days before the primordial land god clone can be summoned for transmission.

The first time you communicate with the land god clone for communication, you don't have to go to such trouble in the future.

The young man suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and sincerely communicated with the primordial land god in the upper scene, and after a burst of prayer spells, the two of them showed a phantom that the land god was not tall.

Pinched the trick in his hand again, recited the spell in his mouth, and the divine thought was thrown into the primordial land god clone. Suddenly, the boy seemed to have come to a very small world, this world was only less than half a mile in circumference, and in the orange-yellow mist, the boy saw a tall and solemn building.

After approaching, the boy found that this is an extremely beautiful and exquisite land temple, and the door stands this big earthy yellow monument, with four words written in extremely old words, the young man used his heart to experience, only to know that these four words are: the small world of the land.

When I entered the temple, I didn't see the primordial land god, but I found that there were some people who were hiding their faces formed by the power of the mind to communicate with this world, and they were selling all kinds of spiritual materials, magic weapons, and cultivation books inside.

The reason why he covered his face was that he was afraid that there would be pseudo-laws and evil demons mixed in, and when the young man saw this, he immediately used his mind to communicate with the will of the small world and fabricated a mask for himself.

Looking at the bustling crowd in this hall, the boy only felt as if he had discovered a new world when he entered this place.