The leyline aura does not actively protect the spirit world unless it is guided in some way.

And in the entire Ten Thousand Immortal Mountain Domain, there are a total of three people who can do this kind of thing.

Guo Anyang himself, Huanglong Xianjun, and the king who doesn't know his origin.

Looking at it this way, it is very clear that first of all, he has never done it, and Huanglong Immortal Jun has been in retreat for a full fifty years after obtaining the Strange Stone Xingyue.

Then, whether in terms of time or ability, the only one who has the opportunity to do this is the king who appeared in Wanxian Mountain for no reason.

Knowing the other party's purpose, there is nothing to worry about, because the weak spirit realm has been bitten to death by the leylines, and it will not be able to accumulate enough spiritual energy to get rid of it in a few years, if that one is coming to the spirit realm, then the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect has already grasped the absolute initiative at this time.

Next, it's up to him to make a move.

......

Under the Flying Immortal Waterfall

Regarding the speed of the Heavenly Governor's Patrol, to be honest, Tang Luo was a little disappointed.

It has been three days since Yao Gemad and An Yuheng brought the news to the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect, but the Shenzhou of the Heavenly Governor Patrol has not yet arrived, recalling that the Governor of Heaven and the Guardian Patrol led by Cao Jinyu in the past, three days of hard work was enough for them to quietly launch a general attack on Yingchao.

Pingbai delayed so much time with his family, which made Tang Luo a little unhappy.

Many feelings can only be felt outside, such as staying in Wushuang City, when you are calm, and time flies by day by day.

And it's only been a few days since I left, and I feel impatient in my heart, I just want to finish the matter here quickly and go home.

Maybe he chose the wrong way at the beginning, he shouldn't let An Yuheng and Yao Ge be the mouthpiece, he should go directly to the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, although it will be a little troublesome, but the efficiency and influence are enough to guarantee.

was secretly slandering Wang Xun's efficiency, and the flying boat made of green jade and crystal iron finally broke through the clouds and drove to Wanxian Mountain, and the fluttering banner of the "mountain" department was hunting in the sky.

The warriors standing on the deck of the Shenzhou had their eyes like lightning, scanning the mountains and rivers.

After waiting for three days, the procrastinating Heavenly King Patrol finally appeared, Tang Luo crossed his fingers and loosened his muscles and bones and prepared to get up, but he felt the other two strong but sneaky aura.

Turning his head to look, on the top of the mountain dozens of miles away, there were fellow monks standing side by side, their eyes like torches.

"What day will you still meet these two?"

Tang Luo, who has superhuman eyesight, couldn't help but sigh after seeing the faces of the two clearly.

It stands to reason that at this time, the Governor Heavenly King's force swelled to explode, and Zhongzhou should be a forbidden place in the forbidden land for the Ancient Blood Building, but look at the bone Taoist Feng You and the corpse monk Gu Han beside him, the two of them are brightly dressed and have calm expressions, except for the posture of hiding behind the boulder is a little obscene, this overall feeling is like it is not moisturized.

What's even more surprising is that after many years, the corpse monk Guhan has actually completed the spiritual transformation of the body and the Taoist master.

......

On the east hill, next to the boulder

Feng You, a thin bone Daoist, gave his final advice to the corpse monk Guhan: "Monk, although An Jingtian is not good at internal affairs management, he is definitely not a good character in martial arts, Lao Dao knows that you use the corpse Buddha to prove that your Taoist heart is higher than the sky, but when you meet An Jingtian, I'm afraid it will not be easy!"

"The corpse is the skin, the Buddha is the heart, the monk's leakage is exhausted, and the death of this operation is not foreseen!"

The corpse monk of the Taoist Master seems to have gained weight three or four times, the flesh on his face squeezes his facial features flat, the white hao between his eyebrows is more delicate, his limbs are white and fat, and his bulging belly squeezes the robe to both sides, and it hangs fluffily on the belt, swaying duang~duang~duang.

Even people who were familiar with it in the past couldn't connect this fat monk with the corpse monk who used to kill people.

In other words, as long as people see this white fat monk, it is difficult to associate this smiling guy with the word danger.

But such a fat monk who seemed to be harmless to humans and animals, but after receiving the news of Wang Xun's dispatch, he said that he would organize an attack on An Jingtian.

Even the group of maniacs who killed people without blinking an eye in the Blood Building were stunned by Gu Han's crazy plan, after all, no matter who looked at it, this kind of provocation was no different from sending them to death.

"The so-called supernatural powers are invincible for the number of days, and things in the world are changing at any time, and the monk is too blind to the supernatural powers!"

Feng You reluctantly persuaded: "Even if the monk now has the strength to keep pace with An Jingtian, but there are countless pacification envoys by his side, the Wuzong squad, such a battle, once he is dragged down, he will be in a desperate situation, and the monk really has to think clearly." ”

"Do you know why throughout the ages, among the six divine powers of Zen Buddhism, the practice of missing all the channels is regarded as the first difficulty?"

The white fat monk squinted his eyes and asked with a smile at the lean Taoist.

"Monk tell me why?"

"Because at the end of the practice, the martial artist does not believe in supernatural inspiration. If you don't believe it once, your cultivation will be greatly reduced, if you don't believe it twice, your spirit will not work, and if you don't believe it three times, your spiritual light will be dim. ”

The fat monk smiled and said, "If you don't believe it three times, this leak will be wasted." ”

"It's better to be wasted than to die. ”

The bones man's eyes flashed with faint fluorescence: "The old Dao's bone duck has already seen clearly, just standing on the Sky Survey Divine Boat, there are more than 50 pacification envoys from the Wang Xun Headquarters, not counting the acting governor inside, how can you not die if you meet it like this?"

"The monk didn't know how to survive. ”

The fat monk touched his bald head and said with a smile: "But it can be said that the monk has no death this time!"

"The supernatural power may be out of order!"

Feng You said simply: "Or the heavenly machine is obscure, and the An family regards himself as a god, and he has passed down all kinds of divination and witchcraft such as Fuping, Qiaolian, pinching fingers, and Liuyao, and it is not uncommon for your magical powers to be blocked." ”

"Maybe it's possible, but the monk still wants to try. ”

Gu Han patted his belly and said with a smile: "If you don't die this time, the monk's leakage will definitely be able to reach the next level." ”

"Divine power is more important than life and death?"

Feng Yu frowned.

"For the monk, this life is all picked up, so what to do, let it be handed over to the Buddha!"

The cyan Buddha light overflowed from Gu Han's body, and the fat monk whose face was full of divine breath was stunned like this, and crashed into the sky survey boat that sailed over.... Finish?

Tang Luo admitted that even with superhuman computing power, he did not calculate Guhan's move.

So much so that the cyan Buddha Light Lingyun had already pulled out a long line in mid-air, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

Don't care how much corpse qi has accumulated under the fat Buddha body, just rush up like this, the corpse monk will definitely become a dead monk.

"Even if you become a grandmaster, you won't be so happy that you want to die!?"

Sighing and getting up, Tang Luo shook his head and followed, wanting to see why the corpse monk who had not been seen for many years could not think of such a big death.