"Master, we've been here for four years, when will the demonic energy be eliminated? The little monk said as he drank the porridge.

"The demonic qi is long gone, and I am waiting for that Yang Shi. The Zen master said.

At this time, the little bhikkhu has grown a lot taller than before, and his hair has also grown, but he is neglected and messed up like a chicken coop, but the Zen master is still the same as before.

The little monk said: "Master Yang has been in the pit for three years, and he should have died a long time ago." ”

The Zen master said: "The teacher once said that if the demon lord does not come out for three years, the world will be worry-free, tomorrow is the last day, if it does not come out again, I will exceed it, and then we can go back to the Golden Dragon Temple." ”

The little monk's eyes immediately lit up and said, "Really?"

The Zen master nodded, he put down the broken bowl in his hand, stood in front of the cave, frowned at the dark clouds piled up in the sky, and muttered, "It's going to snow again." ”

It snowed heavily all night, but the next day the sun was shining, which made the Zen master feel a little more relaxed.

An old man and a young man slowly walked towards the iceberg in the knee-deep snow.

Yang Zongheng didn't know how long he had been asleep, he just felt as if he had relived the life of the Great Yan Heavenly Demon, but he didn't seem to remember anything, only a strange figure flashed in his mind.

A kind of unwilling but had to be satisfied with the destiny of heaven, compassion but helpless complex feelings surged into Yang Zongheng's heart, just when there was nowhere to vent in his heart, Yang Zongheng's limbs suddenly burst out of a burst of light, and then the light turned into four rays of light towards his heart.

In Yang Zongheng's divine sense, he saw an evil god who was ten thousand feet tall, his whole body was indigo, his red hair was like fire, and his face was hideous.

The evil god stepped on the phoenix Xuanwu, his left arm surrounded the dragon, his right hand held the black hidden shadow, and two sigils were written on his chest.

Even though he knew that this was the demon god of the Great Yan Heavenly Demon, Yang Zongheng was still shocked.

The light from Yang's limbs slowly converged to his heart, and his heart immediately emitted a divine light to envelop the evil god, and the evil god began to approach him little by little, and his body began to slowly become smaller, until finally he sat cross-legged like him.

The two figures sat opposite each other.

Yang Zongheng asked, "Are you the demon god of the Great Yan Heavenly Demon?"

The evil god said: "No. ”

"And who are you?"

"I'm you. ”

Yang Zongheng was shocked, and the demon god suddenly turned his body, and then moved to where Yang Zongheng was.

Yang Zongheng's figure actually began to coincide with the demon god, he felt that his body suddenly seemed to be penetrated by layers of steel, and then he was constantly beaten, but he didn't feel any pain, but his whole body was full of strength, and then he saw the divine beast surrounding his limbs, or the scene of seeing the demon god.

Only Yang Zongheng's divine sense slowly disappeared, and his hands, which were originally on his knees, shook slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"How long did I sleep. Yang Zongheng asked.

Dayan Heavenly Demon raised his head and thought for a moment, looked at Yang Zongheng and said, "I don't know." ”

Yang Zongheng stood up and said, "If you don't know, you don't know, there are so many scenes?"

"But I know the weather is good today, take me out to meet the sun?" said the Great Yan Heavenly Demon with a smile

Yang Zongheng stretched out his hand and looked at his palm, smiled at the Great Yan Heavenly Demon and nodded.

I saw Yang Zongheng look up at the iceberg covering the deep pit, and then the whole person rushed upwards like a tongue of fire.

At this time, the Zen master had just sat down on the place where he had been chanting, when his heart suddenly moved and secretly screamed, "Not good", and then picked up the little monk and flew into the air.

Then, only to hear a "boom", the entire iceberg instantly collapsed and turned into ice chips.

Three figures appeared above the pit in the midst of the ice chips.

The Zen master said, "Amitabha." ”。

The ice chips disappeared, and the Zen master flew to Yang Zongheng and the other three to salute Yang Zongheng and said, "Donor, are you okay?" ”

Yang Zongheng smiled: "It has never been so good. ”

"Are you a monk from the Golden Dragon Temple?" the Great Yan Heavenly Demon looked at the Zen Master first.

"The poor monk is the monk of Jinlong Temple, and his Dharma name is Dingfan, dare to ask the donor how he knows?"

"Isn't the Zen staff in your hand the one that Bodhi has to offer?"

Zen master "Amitabha" said: "Bodhi Zen Master is the founder of my Jinlong Temple, since the donor knows the ancestor, it is also the old man of my temple." ”

Dayan Heavenly Demon smiled: "What is the old man is not the old man, I believe that Bodhi kid has long passed away, and I only have the share of basking in the sun now, and this world will be your world in the future." ”

As he spoke, the Great Yan Heavenly Demon fell to the ground, and then he lay on his back on the thick snow, looked at the sun in the sky and said, "It's so comfortable." ”

Yang Zongheng also fell to the side of the Great Yan Heavenly Demon and lay down, looking at the sky like him and said, "Yes, it's so comfortable." ”

After a long time, Dayan Heavenly Demon suddenly said, "Boy, make good use of your power, don't be like me." ”

Yang Zongheng was suddenly stunned when he heard this, but just nodded "um".

"Master, that person is gone. The little monk said not far away.

The Zen master just clasped his hands together and kept chanting in his mouth: "Amitabha." ”

Yang Zongheng heard the words of the little monk, but he didn't get up, just clenched his fists tightly, I don't know if the sun was too dazzling or hurtful parting, his eyes blinked, and two lines of tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"Yang Zongheng. A donkey's head appeared in front of Yang Zongheng's eyes.

"Donkey, that man is gone, and the two of us will depend on each other in the future. Yang Zongheng said half-jokingly

"Yang Zongheng, I'm leaving too. ”

Yang Zongheng sat up and said, "What? You want to go too, where can you go?"

The donkey said: "I and the Heavenly Demon were originally one, and now that he has dissipated, I will naturally not last long, but fortunately, I have completed the task, and you no longer need my help." ”

Yang Zongheng hurriedly said: "How come? I just fused with the demon god, and there are still many people who don't understand, without your guidance, I may be hacked to death as soon as I go out, and people's lives are at stake, this kind of joke can't be made." ”

The donkey said: "Okay, I know you too well, the person who can hack you to death has not yet been born, speaking of which, I am really a little proud to help Dayan Heavenly Demon find such an excellent heir, to tell you, in fact, Heavenly Demon is also very satisfied with you, he even thinks that you are stronger than him, although he doesn't say it, but I know ......"

As he spoke, the donkey's body slowly began to dissipate, like ice chips floating in the air, which disappeared without a trace when the wind blew it.

Yang Zongheng watched the donkey disappear completely, and suddenly went crazy, grabbing the snow and falling desperately, as if he wanted to throw out all the sensibility in his heart, and finally he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, leaning over and panting.

After a while, Yang Zongheng straightened up and boarded the magic wheel and flew into the air, waving his hands, only to see the surrounding icebergs and ice cubes rolling towards the deep pit like a rolling torrent.

Soon, the pit was re-built with two icebergs, which were even more majestic than the original.

Yang Zongheng took out the hidden shadow, and the iceberg waved rapidly, and several huge handwriting immediately appeared on the iceberg, one of which read: "The god position of the Great Yan Heavenly God." There was a line of small words written next to it: "Disciple Yang vertical and horizontal." A big letter reads: "The god of the Dharma Spirit Donkey" and the kid writes, "Best friend Yang Zonghengli." ”

Yang Zongheng wrote, but he still didn't seem to think it was obvious enough, so he swiped his palm on the hidden shadow, and then threw it at the iceberg, and the big characters were immediately stained red with blood.

A few blood-red characters were particularly conspicuous in the snow, and Yang Zongheng looked very satisfied, so he kowtowed three times to each of the two icebergs.

Then he stepped on the magic wheel and flew south without looking back.