casually used the Hongchen Fire Lotus to cauterize it, remove the obscure impurities on it, and Dongfang Huan dripped out some creative nectar.

The nectar of creation has the effect of creating all living beings, and it is ineffective against dead things, but it has a very good refining effect, although such refining is simply a waste compared to the effect of creating living beings.

"I finally have a magic weapon of my own. "That's not bad, either.

After dealing with this, Dongfang Huan casually spread a divine light that blocked the yang energy, reached into his sleeve and pulled it, and a trace of writhing streamer flew out.

The speed is so fast, in an instant, it is impossible for Dongfang Huan to catch it.

But-

Boom!

The streamer hit the divine light and immediately bounced back.

"Human, let go of me!" said a familiar voice from the distorted shadows, not the strange snake of yesterday.

Hearing the howl, Dongfang Huan smiled slightly.

It is true that the strange snake is not convinced by human beings, and it is also true that it wants to die together by blowing itself up, but this strange snake is a little cunning beyond Dongfang Huan's expectations, it wants to die is false.

So after the self-explosion, he took advantage of the chaos to escape with a ghost, not wanting to be caught by him.

For Dongfang Huan, this is a double gain, and for the mysterious man in the robe, it is simply a loss to his wife and a soldier.

The realm of night travel has made the realm of day travel suffer such a big loss, Dongfang Huan unconsciously gave birth to a feeling of a child defeating an adult strong man, and he is still extremely proud in his heart.

"This seat gives you a chance to take refuge. "Regardless of whether it wants it or not, Dongfang Huan gave it a Yellow Turban Force.

This strange snake is still weak and wise, Dongfang Huan does not lack cultivation methods, but he lacks subordinates with qualifications and qualities who are worth cultivating.

The strange snake is not convinced, and Dongfang Huan doesn't have so much time, so he called the tanuki.

The tanuki is the weakest existence among the Yellow Turban Warriors, and has always been the object of Su Xingxiong's mount and oppression, but when it saw the strange snake that was barely accepted as the Yellow Turban Warrior by the adults even in the realm of Condensation, its eyes immediately glowed. Hehe, the little brother who can be bullied has finally arrived, and it's still a snake!

For cats, it seems that the natural predators are not only mice, but also snakes.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......-hee

"You, dead cat, stinky cat, demon traitor, human lackey, you, don't come......" the snake screamed as he retreated.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I heard that you don't accept adults, it's crazy. ”

"Ah......h

......

handed over the strange snake to the tanuki, Dongfang Huan said a few words to Xiao Yandao, and then waved it away.

After hanging two new yellow turban wrestlers under the tree in Tiangang Palace, Dongfang Huan unconsciously showed a wry smile, and Fu Zhao's wish for good fortune bottomed out again.

I obviously have a lot of things I want to do, but it's all thanks to Fu Zhao.

Fu Zhao's exertion requires all the power of will, and without these Fu Zhao's effects, the effect will be minimal.

"Fudefu, Willingness, Willingness, Sure enough, the entire Anyang County Willpower is still far from enough, so where should we get more Fortune Willpower?"

Dongfang Huan felt a headache.

With Fu and the power of will, he can maximize Fu Zhao's power and complete the Four Elephant Divine Pillar Array in this dojo so that he can feel more at ease.

Dongfang Huan pondered for a long time at Fu Zhao, looked at the three-color wish line above, and sighed one after another. It seems that the line of desire is dense, but in fact it is still very little. The red line of power on this is the least, but there are white roots, and there are a lot of cyan power lines, but it is not much more than the red line of willingness, and finally the white line of wish force, a full sixty percent is.

"Huh?" Dongfang Huan felt strange.

Why are you still thinking about how to extend your wish power to the side of Dahong County? Isn't there a better way in front of you? Just turn all these white wish power lines into cyan, and all the cyan will turn red...... Or turn all these lines of wish red, then......

Dongfang Huan smiled, since the last evil disaster, the population of Anyang County has decreased sharply, and there are only about 700 people so far.

These 700 mouths happen to be the source of Dongfang Huan's daily wishing power.

Careful calculation is not difficult to find that no matter how much Dongfang Huan has every day, in addition to the part that he needs to cultivate his soul, a large part of it must be given to the Yellow Turban Lux and the Four Elephant Divine Pillars. That's a huge expense. In addition, with the improvement of cultivation after reaching the realm of night travel, the power consumed by Dongfang Huan has doubled, and the rest of the Yellow Turban wrestlers are naturally the same.

Not to mention that two more have been added now.

Even so, apart from these Dongfang Huan, there is still some willingness remaining.

But to be clear, Dongfang Huan's little white bottle is a bottomless pit, and the elixir of the cultivation year needs to be used, the two carps need to be cultivated, and the cultivation of Xiaomeng is also needed to make this mountain ghost grow.

Moreover, Xiaomeng is a mountain ghost, the spirit of the crypt, and Dongfang Huan makes it grow, which is to make this Wuyou Mountain Mountain grow.

The benefits of growing mountains are enormous, there's no doubt about that.

Other people's dojos need to be painstakingly searched, the low ones can't be looked down upon, the high ones are difficult to tame, and after taming, they have to work hard to manage, it's not easy, Dongfang Huan has a shortcut to a small white bottle, why not do it?

If you rely on the mountains themselves to grow like this, you don't know that it will be the Year of the Monkey!

"Okay, let the Taoist chief see what the people are asking for. Dongfang Huan took the cloth banner and went down the mountain.

The white line of desire represents people who generally believe in themselves, and what they want is nothing more than some physical peace and the like.

Such believers are not active in incense.

The cyan line of desire represents a person who faithfully believes in himself, who does not ask much but is single-minded, and retains the most basic reverence for himself.

Such believers are diligent in making incense, but it does not mean that they are incense for a long time.

The red line of vows represents one's own dead faith, and the so-called dead faith means that death will not change the belief that one worships oneself.

Such a person not only provides a steady and multitude of wishes, but also has a deep awe for himself to the soul.

Therefore, it is natural for Dongfang Huan to want everyone to become his own die-hard faith, but everyone's needs and desires are different, and what they can give is also different.

is like Hao Shiduo, who became his first dead letter with revenge as the motivation at the beginning.

For Hao Shiduo, the family has part of the family business left by his late father, even if he doesn't do anything, it is enough to live a good life, but it is because of the constraints of morality and ethics, family affection and kindness, etc., that he feels that his father is not in harmony, which has become the driving force for the child to live.

Dongfang Huan solved this problem, which undoubtedly made him feel reborn.

And some people just think it's good to be satisfied with life and live, unlike Hao Shiduo, if he dies, Hao Shiduo's death letter may make an act of martyrdom.

Only then did Dongfang Huan understand what the immortals who had entered the world and were born in the past thought.

Only by understanding the people's livelihood and suffering can we solve the root cause of this suffering, and only by solving the root cause can we better gather the power of willingness.

"Cut, I didn't expect to end up in the same way, and I took the same path as those bald donkeys in Da Lei Yin Temple. ”

Isn't this the foundation of Buddhist practice?

Dongfang Huan was about to go down the mountain, and a young man dressed in moon-white clothes came to him...... No, it should be a girl.

"Huh, Daoyou, is this dress trying to go down the mountain to make incense money?" Xishan Qingxue looked up and saw Dongfang Huan and smiled calmly.