novelden Chapter 322 The furious devil, Miao Di understands his mind and sees his nature, waiting for the cal
Chapter 322 The furious devil, Miao Di understands his mind and sees his nature, waiting for the cal
"Although the magic tire is broken, the memories of these two people who were erased before will never come back."
Looking at the two people who were in a coma, Zhong Changsheng said lightly: "Let's go, there is no need to stay in this Hanshui Temple anymore."
"Master, where are we going?"
Zhong Changsheng said: "Back to Linjiang City, I think we need to meet Xu Qing, the envoy of Shanhe."
Hearing this, Bai Xing breathed a sigh of relief.
What she was most worried about was that Zhong Changsheng directly brought her to Yan Fu's Rebirth Teaching.
That is the largest teaching within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
Moreover, strictly speaking, although the strength of the Yan Fu Rebirth Sect is not enough to rank among the top ten demon sects, compared to the previous Disha Youmo sect, the Black Tiger Sect and the Tianxuan Sect are still stronger.
It's not because of the strength of the people of Yan Fu's Rebirth Sect, it's just because their methods are too weird and difficult to deal with, and the number of masters in the sect is more than that of the Black Tiger Sect and the Disha Youmo Sect .
Not to mention being far away, just Master Miaodi and the white-clothed monk, master and apprentice, have already caused them a lot of trouble today.
If it weren't for Zhong Changsheng's extraordinary strength and endless powerful methods, Bai Xing felt that he would have to confess to this Hanshui Temple several times today.
And the monks and apprentices of the Hanshui Temple are nothing more than the devil's womb host of someone taught by Yan Fu.
It is conceivable how troublesome it would be if he really met someone from Yan Fu's Rebirth Sect.
Although these days he has gradually gained some understanding of Zhong Changsheng's terrifying power, but Bai Xing still instinctively does not want to directly confront Yan Fu's Resurrection Sect.
Going back to Linjiang City to find Xu Qing is undoubtedly a safer strategy.
Zhong Changsheng rose from the sky, flapped his thunder and lightning wings, stepped on the "Nine Steps to Burial the Sky", put the white star into the spirit animal bag, and returned to the outside of Linjiang City in a short while.
At the same time, in a high mountain and a great river thousands of miles away, a certain devil who had been retreating in a quiet room for several years roared angrily.
A pitch-black figure broke through the cave, jumped up, and appeared above the void.
"Crash!"
Endless rubble fell, and the thousand-year-old cave burst into pieces.
"die!"
"die!"
"Death to this seat!"
The man's roar spread throughout the entire mountain range in an instant, and countless devils who were lurking in the sect could not help but wake up in horror at this moment.
"Ok?"
"That one, actually left the customs?"
"Didn't you say you'll have to retreat for at least 20 years?"
"It's only been 16 years, why did you leave the customs early?"
"Who knows?"
"Who is it that can annoy him so much?"
"For more than ten years, he has been retreating in the cave. Who can provoke him? I'm afraid something happened to the devil's fetus outside."
Inside the mountain gate, dozens of primordial spirits were constantly communicating with each other, but none of them dared to stand up and talk to the person above the void.
The man let out an angry roar, and Feng Xu turned into a streamer, leaving the mountain gate and heading northwest.
After he left, someone dared to speak out, saying: "It seems that you are right."
"He is going to Linjiang City!"
Monk Miaodi and Monk Baiyi woke up not long ago. When they woke up, their cultivation realm had already dropped, and they felt their bodies were empty, as if they had lost something.
But in addition, there is an unprecedented sense of comfort and relaxation, as if a certain cancer in the body has been dug away suddenly, it is a kind of joy from the level of life.
Without the support of the monk in white, those believers who fainted before have all woken up now.
Looking up, I saw that the huge altar and the blood pool had completely collapsed, and the expressions of Monk Miaodi and Monk in white were a little ugly.
Because they know that Yuansheng Supreme gives everyone only one chance.
It's over, it's over.
In the previous battle in the temple, Yuan Sheng Zhizun retreated halfway, and he was destined not to come back in the future.
Miaodi and Shang and the white-clothed monk were a little downcast.
Especially the white-clothed monk, right now he lost even the martial arts Jindan realm, leaving only the peak realm of the great master, and now everyone is gone.
"Master, I..."
The white-clothed monk's voice was a little choked up.
Yuanshen Realm Da Neng has a thousand years of longevity, but now the realm has fallen to the Grand Master, his lifespan has shrunk sharply, although as a monk, he has no hair, but his eyebrows are all white at this moment.
In addition, his face was already covered with wrinkles at the moment.
The aged voice of the monk in white was suddenly unrecognizable by Master Miaodi.
After all, although he has fallen to the realm, he still has the cultivation base of Yuanshen realm, and his life and face have not changed much.
But this white-clothed disciple, himself, is already on the verge of death, very old.
"Hey!"
Monk Miaodi let out a long sigh.
"Hey, greed is not enough for snakes to swallow elephants!"
"Disciple, I killed you because of my teacher."
"Ok?"
"Why did I fall asleep?"
At this time, a large number of believers woke up one after another.
After seeing Monk Miaodi, he hurriedly called him Master.
Miao Di suppressed the grief in his heart and put on a compassionate smile.
These believers are useless right now, and it is time to let them go.
"Hehe, everyone is so devout to my Buddha, Miaodi really empathizes with me."
"Over there is the spiritual spring of my Hanshui Temple. After you drink from the spiritual spring, all your illnesses will disappear on their own after you eat your fast. Then please leave."
"From today onwards, the poor monk will close the monastery for quiet practice, and will not open the monastery gate again. Don't come here again in the future, everyone."
Those believers had been enchanted by the white-clothed monk before. During their sleepiness, they had a big dream, and the bad memories in their minds were completely eliminated by the secret method.
Even the few Martial Dao Golden Elixirs of the Wu family felt lost at this moment, as if they had lost something important here, but they couldn't remember it for a long time.
However, in that dream, the Buddha was merciful and saved the world, and even made them have some thoughts of refuge.
The believers were surprised at first, and then sad again.
"Mage!"
"Han Shui Temple saves unknown sentient beings. Rescuing me is like being in danger, and the merit is immeasurable."
"We are grateful and wish to build a golden body. Why do we close the temple for worship and keep our believers away from the gate of the temple?"
Master Miaodi let out a long sigh.
"The poor monk is in great trouble, and he is too busy to take care of himself. You should go quickly, if you walk slowly, you may lose your life!"
As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of many believers changed.
After all, people still care more about themselves.
After those believers heard the words, they hurriedly went to the Lingquan to get the spring water, and they left in a hurry even before they had time to eat their fast.
Not long after, only monk Miaodi and an old monk in white were left in the entire Hanshui Temple.