Yuan Yuan's injuries were also healed a little and he regained consciousness, and the four of them came to Yang Luochen's side, and just wanted to ask what happened, but the four of them stared at Yang Luochen intently.

Yang Luochen was furious by them, and asked, "What's the matter, I don't know each other for a while?"

Yuan Yuan pointed to Yang Luochen's eyebrows and said, "Master, when did a golden drop of water appear in the place where you sealed the hall, it's very beautiful, get me one too."

Yang Luochen stretched out his hand and touched it, there was nothing unusual at all, a flame rose from his hand, and he shone at the river, and there was really a mark of a golden water droplet, exactly the same as the one in the center of the empty eyebrows.

Mu Ye said in the sea of knowledge: "Don't look at it, this is the Buddha's eye of the evil monk, just like your spiritual eye, it's just the third eye."

"Specifically restrain some evil things, with this Buddha's eye, no one can enter your kid who knows the sea, and Lao Tzu can't get out at all, his uncle, this evil monk is Lao Tzu's nemesis, and he is specifically against Lao Tzu"

Yang Luochen looked at the river for a while, and felt that he also had a little bit of the evil aura of Master Kong, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly felt that Kong appeared in the river.

Yang Luochen took a step back and calmed down his heart, he didn't know how to use this Buddha eye, and Master Likong didn't say anything, but since it was an eye, there must be a time to open it.

Yang Luochen adjusted the heavy clothes on his body to the level of 350,000 catties, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and the feeling of lightness disappeared.

Yang Luochen said to Yuan Yuan: "This is just a mark, if you want it, I'll draw one for you."

Yuan Yuan replied: "Master, you don't deceive people, if the painting is really useful, I will ask for it, you definitely don't paint it"

"Just now, we thought you were going to be killed by that demon cultivator, but suddenly the prohibition set by that demon cultivator was dispersed by a golden light, and an ethereal Buddha horn sounded around us"

"Then a strange symbol came out of the master's body, slowly getting bigger, I have seen that symbol, there is a Buddha statue on the chest of the main hall of the temple, it is this shape of the 'swastika'"

Yuan Yuan gestured with his hand and continued: "That demon cultivator seemed to have seen a ghost, and quickly retreated to a zhang away, staring at the master with a wary expression, and his body was still shaking."

"Master, this mark on your eyebrows should have been given to you after the death of the great monk of Prajna Temple, otherwise how could there be the voice of 'Amitabha Buddha' that the great monk has been hanging on his lips all day long"

Yang Luochen nodded, remembering that the biggest relic was only temporarily living in Yang Luochen's sea of knowledge, and slowly returned: "This is also borrowed, and it will be returned to the Pranyo Temple when the time comes."

"I don't know how to use this mark now, maybe it can only work in times of crisis, it's good to scare away demon cultivators, I'm not his opponent"

"I didn't expect to make this place like this, and what I didn't expect was that I actually met the second disciple of the Demon Tuo, his name is Jiu Yan, and he is Xingyu's junior disciple."

Nanxing and Di Qing were shocked, they had seen the power of Xingyu with their own eyes, and that kind of devastating and almost crazy appearance was like a demon god, which was really terrifying.

Nanxing asked, "What is he doing here, why isn't he in the Demon Palace?"

Yang Luochen replied: "It should be cultivating here, he told me that with the help of my statue, he absorbed the jade aura in this mountain to cultivate, and the big mouse probably didn't know about his existence."

"As for why he is not in the Demon Palace, it is even simpler, the Demon Tuo received him in the Cloud Kingdom, and the people in the Demon Palace don't know about his existence, even the Phantom Spirit Ji doesn't know"

"He should know the grievances between Motuo and Xingyu, although he calls Xingyu Senior Brother on his lips, but in his heart he regards Xingyu as an enemy, the reason why Motuo is locked up in the Demon Suppression Tower of Baiyun Sect is all because of Xingyu"

Yuan Yuan said angrily: "Master, how do I feel that you are speaking for that Demon Cultivator, you forgot how he beat you, you almost scared us to death, and thought you were finished."

"I don't believe his words, a demon cultivator's words are not credible at all, he said that if you don't need to cultivate as a boy or a girl, it's not, I think that big mouse was instructed by him."

"If it weren't for the fact that the great monk of the Prajna Temple left something for the master to be afraid of, I don't know what to do, it would be the magic cultivation of the Jindan period."

Yang Luochen also knew that Jiu Yan's words might not be credible, but after two contacts, he felt that Jiu Yan had a chivalrous spirit, and people with this kind of chivalrous spirit generally would not steal and cheat.

Of course, there are exceptions, knowing people and knowing faces but not hearts, now that the big mouse is dead, many things are not clear, and Yang Luochen doesn't want to spend too much energy on this kind of thing.

Nanxing and Yuan Yuan also asked some about Yang Luochen just now, how could he suddenly faint and so on.

Yang Luochen found a reasonable explanation to deal with the past, he couldn't say that this was Mu Ye's bad idea, let him pretend to be unconscious, and then seduce the Nine Dead and take the opportunity to kill him.

Mu Ye's matter is Yang Luochen's secret, and Yang Luochen now understands Mu Ye's true intentions, not to help Yang Luochen get rid of the Nine Deaths at all, but simply to absorb the demonic energy of the Nine Deaths.

Mu Ye saw that Jiu Yan was greedy for Yang Luochen's physical body, and asked Yang Luochen to lure Jiu Yan into contact with Yang Luochen's Yin Hall in the name of helping, and then forcibly absorbed Jiu Yan's demonic energy.

If it weren't for Master Kong's relics, the demonic qi of the Nine Deads would definitely be sucked dry by Mu Ye, and it was difficult to say whether Yang Luochen would be affected by the demonic qi.

Yang Luochen was originally wary of Mu Ye, but this time it was really easy to be fooled, and he was afraid for a while, and he was also on guard unconsciously.

Yang Luochen looked at the mess around him, the original Yingchuan Sacred Mountain had become a mess, and the Yingchuan River was much smaller, blocked by the collapsed rocks of the mountain.

Yang Luochen looked at the source of the Yingchuan River and said: "Those rats have all been poisoned by you, and they will definitely enter the Yingchuan River, and once the batch of decay, the river water will be polluted."

"The people of the eight cities of Yingchuan all make a living from this river, and they also drink the water of the Yingchuan River, so I'm afraid we will have to spend some time cleaning up those dead rats."

When Yuan Yuan heard this, he returned with a bitter face: "Master, didn't you say it earlier, now it's all like this, do you want us to turn the mountain over?"

Yang Luochen also knew that this matter was a little difficult to do, and it would not work if he didn't do it, otherwise as soon as they left, there would really be some plague, and then it would be another disaster.

Nanxing smiled and said: "Childe, those rats don't cause the plague, you forget, my true qi is with flames, and I burned it clean after the poisonous gas."

"We just need to dredge the source of the Yingchuan River to prevent the Yingchuan River from clogging, if we leave it like this, I am afraid that the rainy season will wash away the collapsed mountain."

Yang Luochen really forgot that Nanxing's true qi still has flames, but the poison in Nanxing's body is too eye-catching, and it is difficult to remember that there is still a green flame in the poisonous gas.

Since there is no more trouble, it is a matter of how to dredge the source of the Yingchuan River, and this matter is not simple.

Although Yang Luochen has a strong white jade body, he doesn't know how to use it at all, and he can't transform his body into a giant like Xingyu and Jiu Yan.

The group looked at the collapsed mountain and made it difficult again, even if they were cultivators, they did not have the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and they were afraid of blocking the Yingchuan River.

Yang Luochen watched it for a long time, and suddenly remembered the Demon City in his mind, when Jian Xuan was a snow mountain split by a sword, Yang Luochen also wanted to try if he could split it.

Let them retreat, Yang Luochen took out the Silver Frost Sword and stood in front of the collapsed mountain, looking for the feeling of sword intent, that kind of kingly spirit.

Mu Ye suddenly said in Zhihai: "Boy, if you can't use your sword intent, I advise you not to waste your efforts."

"Lao Tzu knows what you want to do, do you really think you are Jian Xuan? What does it matter to you whether the life or death of the people here depends on you, whether it is a plague or a big flood, it is their fate. ”

"Why do you kid have to do such a thankless thing every time?

Yang Luochen didn't hear it, his body slowly flew into the sky, opened his spiritual eye, and saw the deep pool under the collapsed mountain.

Looking further to the west, Yang Luochen realized that the deep pool was not the source of the Yingchuan River at all, and the Yingchuan River just passed through the mountains, and then flowed through the eight cities of Yingchuan.

The west side of the collapsed mountain is already a vast ocean, and the river is blocked at that end, and if it is delayed for a while, I am afraid that the collapsed mountain rocks will be washed to this side.

The four of Nanxing stood on the ground and looked at Yang Luochen in the sky, and Yuan Yuan asked, "What is the master going to do? Does he have to fly so high to be sober-minded before he can come up with a way?"

Nanxing smiled and shook his head, Di Qing's eyes lit up on the side, and he said excitedly: "Father-in-law wants to split the collapsed mountain and split a river to come out."

"Do you remember Wangmo City? That gap was split by the sword of the ancestor of the Baiyun Sect, Jian Xuan, and everyone in the Wangmo City knew about it, and the righteous father wanted to emulate the ancestor of the Baiyun Sect."

Yuan Yuan opened his mouth and exclaimed, "A sword split, can the master really do it?"

Then he said sadly: "Alas, why am I not a sword immortal? Why didn't a single one of the so many swords in the treasure pavilion choose me?

The four of them all stared at Yang Luochen in the sky quietly, wanting to see the power of the sword immortal, and Nanxing was also looking forward to the earth-shattering sword.

Yang Luochen suddenly took a deep breath, the silver frost sword came out of its sheath, and a sword slashed out, and a cold ice sword qi made a loud noise along the collapsed mountain in the Yingchuan River.

But the mountain was not split, but there was a deep sword mark, and there was still cold ice around it, and a lot of gravel also entered the Yingchuan River, and the river was even smaller.

Yuan Yuan and the others felt sorry for a while, and the people in the eight cities of Yingchuan in the distance also quieted down, quietly looking at Yang Luochen in the sky.

Yang Luochen was dressed in white, especially conspicuous under the starry sky, at this moment, Yang Luochen was the god in their hearts, and he had been worshipping the god who finally appeared.

Many of the elders were already in tears, and while kneeling down, they said to the others: "The king of Yingchuan must be fighting against the evil spirits, and we will live a peaceful life, you see that the water in the Yingchuan River is getting less and less."

"It must be the evil demons who came out to make trouble in the annual sacrificial hall, overthrew the sacred mountain, blocked the river, and let the king of Yingchuan come. Ask King Yingchuan to bless us"

"Ask King Yingchuan to bless us"

“......”

The shouts of the people from the eight cities of Yingchuan resounded in unison between heaven and earth, Yang Luochen was suddenly stunned, looked back, and saw hundreds of people kneeling on the ground, constantly bowing to Yang Luochen reverently.

Yang Luochen looked at their simple faces full of tears, and then saw that the water in the Yingchuan River was getting less and less, and sixteen babies were also crying.

Yang Luochen felt a sense of compassion in his heart, and said to them: "I am not your god, you don't have to worship me, build a temple for me."

"I don't need any sacrifices, especially the kind of boys and girls who go against the principles of heaven and humanity, the previous river gods were just demons and deceived you in my name"

"Now that the demon has been killed by me, you don't have to worry about it in the future, you hear clearly, from now on, there will be no Yingchuan King, no sacred mountain, no temple, I will give you a Yingchuan River"

Yang Luochen said, staring at the collapsed mountain, the king's aura in his heart suddenly appeared, and the appearance of Yuan Hong also came to mind, facing the collapsed mountain is a sword, a white light crossed the sky, and directly passed through the mountain.