Three years passed, Xuankong sat cross-legged in the bamboo hut in the Infernal Vajra Hell, and this long time passed for him to completely absorb the memory of Qin Shi Huang.

After absorbing the lifelong experience of Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the ages, Xuankong's face already showed a trace of domineering and a trace of self-confidence in the palm of wisdom.

Although there are still cultivators who are breezy and light, it has an extra layer of breathtaking atmosphere.

It's different from the dragon clan's dragon power, but it's also somewhat similar.

Outside, the golden light shield turned into by the Great Qin Wanshi National Fortune has only a thin layer left under the erosion of boundless karma, but the Xuankong that absorbed the memories of Qin Shi Huang in the bamboo house is still the same, and there is no sign of wanting to leave.

Obviously, he wanted to take advantage of this time to think through some questions that he had not yet thought clearly. He finally knew why he came to this world, and what kind of mission he was carrying after coming to this world.

Save the Heavenly Dao, hey, what a great proposition!

Immediately after that, it was another three years of time transformation, and the power position of the Heavenless Buddha outside the Three Realms had reached its peak, and I don't know how many Immortal Saint Buddhas were beaten into powder because of their resistance to his rule.

But these have nothing to do with Xuankong, and he is taking advantage of this rare leisure time to take out his past memories and sort them out one by one.

This depressing and boring process is not the slightest impatient for Xuankong himself. Yimei Daochang, junior brother Wang Qi, disciple Wang Jun, Chiweizi, Sun Qi

Xuankong's face became more and more indifferent and ethereal, these are the people he has been closest to since he came to this world. The trace of anger inherited from Qin Shi Huang also returned to calm in this memory, but during this time, he did not think at all about his position in this heaven and earth tribulation.

Moreover, it has been a full six years, and I don't know how much karma has accumulated in the Infernal Vajra Hell due to the rule of the Heavenless Buddha in the world. Even the protective golden light that the Great Qin Wanshi National Fortune turned into was slowly annihilated.

Xuankong, who was sitting cross-legged in the bamboo hut, was in a defenseless position, and was in the erosion of the karma of all beings, could it be that he was ready to sit back and wait for death? There was another oppressive silence, and another year passed.

A slight fluctuation of spiritual power came from a corner of the Infernal Vajra Hell, as if a drop of ink had fallen into clear water, and it suddenly rippled layer by layer. Xuankong, who had been sitting silent in the bamboo hut for seven years, finally opened his eyes, and it was hard to believe that he had spent seven years in the erosion of boundless karma, but he did not appear to be harmed at all.

Not only was he not harmed, but it was as if he had recovered all the Taoism and mana of Taiyi Golden Immortal, could it be that he had already found a way to turn karma into his own use? Xuankong took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and finally returned to his original surname.

He jumped up from the ground and looked with curiosity at the place where the spiritual power fluctuations were coming from. But fortunately, the man who fell from the sky was lucky enough to land in the bamboo forest in front of Qin Shi Huang's house.

This piece of bamboo forest was transformed by Qin Shi Huang with his own human and imperial merits, and the ten thousand laws did not touch the karma and did not erode, helping the person who fell from the sky to block the corrosion of karma.

Xuankong watched with interest as this person staggered up from the ground, and when he looked closely, he was about eight feet long, with three grasps on his head, like a little girl carved in pink.

The man got up from the ground, waved a pair of white jade-like hands and pinched a spell, breaking the silence rather unkindly: "Where is this? Who are you?"

Xuankong smiled dumbly, it seemed that this person had just experienced a big battle, so he would be wary of an amiable and harmless immortal family like himself.

However, although the little girl's voice was soft and pleasant, there was something crisp and decisive in her speech, and for a while it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

There was a look of distrust in the man's eyes, and he asked coldly, "Are you also a demon under the Heavenless Buddha?"

Xuankong was taken aback when he heard this man's words, he also knew that he had been in retreat in the Infernal Vajra Hell for seven years, but he didn't expect that the name of the Heavenless Buddha in the Three Realms outside was actually known to everyone.

The man saw that Xuankong didn't speak, and pinched the magic trick in his hand, which was actually the secret Dharma of the Heavenly Court Thunder Department.

Xuankong didn't dare to use his body to pick it up easily, and was about to dodge to avoid it, when he suddenly saw a white fist hit in front of him. If the other Qi Refiners in the Three Realms were caught off guard, they might really be able to be hit by this person, but Xuankong inherited the fighting instinct in his previous life.

There was no need for a mental reaction at all, just a subconscious raise of his hand had already sealed the man's fist, but Xuankong also knew that he had misunderstood and hurriedly explained: "This is the Infernal Vajra Hell under the eighteenth layer of hell, and I am not a disciple of the Heavenless Demon Buddha." ”

That person was already exhausted, and he heard Xuankong call Wutian a demon Buddha, so he couldn't think about it too much and could only believe it for the time being. He withdrew his fist and breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in surprise, "I actually came to the eighteenth layer of hell?"

Xuankong just glanced at this person, and he had already seen his current situation thoroughly, and secretly thought: "Who is this person, it seems that although the primordial god has been lost, the spell in one hand is like the righteous god of the heavenly court." ”

He asked with some curiosity: "This is the Infernal Vajra Hell, the outer passages are blocked by positive and negative whirlwinds, how did you get here when you are seriously injured?" Being able to break through the positive and negative whirlwinds under such circumstances, even if Xuankong asks himself, it is difficult to do, so it can be seen that this person must be an extraordinary god in the Three Realms.

When that person heard Xuankong's words, he also rubbed the scratch on his head in some discouragement, raised his head with some distress and said, "Is this actually the Infernal Vajra Hell, although I have heard of this place, I have never been here." ”

He said with some pride: "I am the incarnation of the lotus, don't say the positive and negative whirlwinds here, after I recover my mana, even if it is the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in the thirty-third day or the Spirit Mountain World of Western Heaven Bliss, I can go there!"

This person stood at least half a head shorter than Xuankong, and he only looked like a teenager, but his words were full of confidence. However, Xuankong also knows that in the world of gods and demons, it is impossible to judge a person's age by their appearance, and the cultivation years of the girl in front of him may be longer than her own.