As mentioned last time, Ye Haoran used the power of his bloodline and all the vitality of Shouyuan to sacrifice the Eight Directions Seal of the Holy Weapon, sealing the boundary space from the Holy Buddha Continent to the Kyushu Continent, so that the Eight Directions Seal also triggered the power of the rules of heaven and earth in the Kyushu Continent, absorbing the vitality and power of the Black Lotus Emperor and all the cultivators of the Holy Clan, thus causing them to disappear.

And at this point, Ye Haoran also passed out because he had exhausted the power of his bloodline and all his longevity vitality, and fell from the top of the firmament of the Holy Buddha Continent. Therefore, it was also besieged by those saint cultivators who remained under the crack in the boundary of the Holy Buddha Continent.

Seeing that Ye Haoran was about to die tragically in the hands of the Holy Clan cultivators, his body that quickly fell to the ground was instantly suspended in mid-air, and his closed eyes also suddenly opened at this moment, so that a blood-red color instantly appeared in his eyes, sharp and strange.

Then, when he saw the saint clan cultivators around him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile, and then he saw her open her arms and shouted in a muffled voice: "Suck!"

As soon as this sound came out, countless cyclones appeared around him in an instant, and emitted an amazing suction power from it, which also made the bodies of the countless saint clan cultivators who rushed up instantly stagnant in the air, and then they didn't hear any screams, all the saint clan cultivators were at this moment, their bodies instantly aged, and then their very old bodies were like weathered stones, and when the wind blew lightly, they all turned into powder, and were absorbed by the countless cyclones that appeared around Ye Haoran's body.

As a result, Ye Haoran's originally pale face also seemed to be moisturized at this moment, and quickly became ruddy. Then he turned around and levitated in mid-air.

Then, I saw Ye Haoran raise his hand, stroked his long white hair, and said lightly: "After all, it is the vitality of others, no matter how many people there are, it will only make this kid's body recover its lifespan of two hundred years." Even the power of his Ye family's bloodline, which had finally recovered, was also at this moment, back to before, and once again reduced to an ordinary bloodline. But it's nothing, after all, this kid has gone all the way, and he didn't rely on the power of this bloodline. ”

Speaking of this, I saw Ye Haoran's eyebrows raised instantly, and then he saw a strong demonic aura suddenly emerging from his body. For this reason, Ye Haoran looked at his hands that were almost completely blackened, and said with a very disdainful smile: "It's just a demon seed, and I can't turn the sky upside down!"

When the words fell, I saw Ye Haoran's unfamiliar eyes narrow, and the demonic energy that kept gushing out instantly returned to his body. Looking at his hands that had become white again, Ye Haoran smiled faintly and said, "You are not useless, just leave you in this kid's body for the time being." However, this kid's consciousness has not yet recovered, and I forcibly took his body like this, and it has been very unfavorable to him for a long time. We have to find a safe place first!"

After saying this, this seemed to be Ye Haoran's figure and not Ye Haoran's figure, and he looked around about the unfamiliar environment around him. Then he saw a direction and went alone.

But at this moment, I saw him raise his eyebrows, as if he sensed something, and slowly turned around and looked behind him. I saw that an extremely vague figure appeared in the air less than a hundred feet away from him.

Seeing this figure, Ye Haoran smiled slightly and said, "It turned out to be you!"

When the vague figure heard this, he folded his hands in front of his chest and shouted in an extremely old and hoarse voice: "Amitabha!

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The pilgrimage village is a mortal village with 100 households, and it is named after the mountain where the Hidden Buddha Temple, a Buddhist temple, is located in the west. As a result, the villagers of the pilgrimage village were also deeply educated, so no one ate meat, and even if there were poultry raised at home, it was only used to care for the family or for labor farming. If you don't eat meat, you naturally need to cultivate the fields and eat vegetarian, so the pilgrimage village is a place for cultivating rice and crops within a radius of 10 miles.

At this time, it is the golden autumn of October, and within a radius of ten miles from the pilgrimage village, the fragrance of rice is pervasive, and it is a piece of gold, which is the season of rice harvest. In the field, a man dressed in cloth clothes and holding a sickle bent over the sonorous harvest of rice stalks in the field. Even though I was sweating, my face was full of joy when I looked at the fruitful rice grains on the rice stalks.

It seemed to be a peaceful scene, but there was a young man who stood out among them, although he was wearing the same cloth clothes as everyone else, his hair was snow-white. On his chest, a jade pendant engraved with the word Lingzi swayed back and forth under the movement of his sickle and the action of harvesting rice stalks. And on the middle finger of his left hand, there is also a circle similar to a tattoo-like pattern, which looks like a ring, but it is tightly born on his skin, without the slightest thickness.

He, naturally, is Ye Haoran, but he doesn't remember anything at this time, and even his aura looks no different from ordinary mortals at this time.

As the sun sets, the sky is reflected in the red, and at the same time, it also exerts its last bit of residual heat of the day. For this reason, Ye Haoran stopped the work in his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, looked at the beautiful sunset, and was stunned.

"Brother Xiaofeng, grandpa told you to go home for dinner!"

The sweet children's voices in the distance made all the villagers in the farmland turn their heads and show very loving expressions. At the same time, Ye Haoran also woke up from his daze, turned to look, and couldn't help but show a gentle smile on his face.

I saw that on the field path leading to the pilgrimage village, a little girl who looked to be five or six years old, wearing a small floral cloth coat, with a total horn (if you don't understand, you can refer to Nezha's hairstyle when she was a child), combing her bangs, her face was as cute as a porcelain doll, holding a rice stalk in her hand, and running happily in the direction of Ye Haoran.

For this reason, Ye Haoran also hurriedly greeted her, hugged the little girl in her arms, let her sit on her shoulder and said: "Xiaotuanzi, why are you here, I still plan to rest for a while, and then go back after harvesting the remaining rice!"

When the girl called Xiao Tuanzi heard this, she pouted and said, "Grandpa said, if you can't collect it, you will collect it tomorrow, it's not good to be hungry!"

Hearing this, Ye Haoran scratched Xiao Tuanzi's little nose and said with a smile: "Okay! Since that's the case, then my brother will accompany you home to eat!"

For this reason, Xiao Tuanzi nodded very happily. Then Ye Haoran said hello to the surrounding villagers, pinned the sickle to his waist, and walked on the field path back to the pilgrimage village with the small group.