"No!" The Thousand-Faced Fox, who was wandering in the world, noticed that it was wrong as soon as her own aura was taken. Her pupils turned into vertical pupils, and her originally beautiful face became ferocious.

Her face is constantly changing, sometimes pure, sometimes charming, sometimes charming, sometimes rich, and also has the masculine and handsomeness of a man, the feminine and viciousness of a palace servant, and the innocence of a child.

It is like the Buddha's so-called appearance of sentient beings, and one person interprets the appearance of sentient beings, and he is worthy of the name of the Thousand-faced Fox.

But no matter how her face changes or her breath stirs up, it cannot change the feeling of her energy being taken away.

The man next to him saw the changes of the Thousand-Faced Fox, showed a hint of worry and said softly: "Xiaowei, what's wrong?"

"Someone wants to affect my fate."

Thousand-faced fox said that the beautiful dough fell off directly, and then the next dough fell down again, one after another, before it even landed, it turned into human skin and floated beside her.

Each face with painted skin was extremely frightened, and the skin was smooth and tight, and there was no sign of damage.

Obviously, these painted skin makers are extremely skilled. When people are ignorant, they peel off most of their skin, but at the last second, they let him know the truth.

Extreme fear will make the skin tight. At this time, just a light hook can cut off the last bit of contact, peel off the human skin intact, and obtain a skin with excellent quality.

Moreover, the method of making these painted skins is quite extraordinary. It should be the use of the original owner of these skins as ink to re-delineate the facial features.

This makes the aura on these painted skins solid, the resentment is deep, and there is a hint of popularity.

At this moment, the Thousand-Faced Fox Xiaowei released all the painted skins on her body, as if thousands of figures were surrounding her, and countless auras intertwined, trying to distort and blur her fate.

"Xiaowei, use my heart!" The man next to him looked at the changes of the Thousand-Faced Fox, reached out and cut open his chest, took out a heart surrounded by wisps of black gas, and handed it to the Thousand-Faced Fox.

"No need!" The Thousand-faced Fox refused flatly, but the man had already raised his heart and shouted.

"Praise the heavens with hundreds of thousands of gods and demons, the demons of thousands of demons, the highest demons of heaven..."

A deep and vast black aura emerged from the man's body, and scales continued to emerge from his body. On the scales, there were now a series of demonic secret texts. When even the scales appeared, a piece of prayer and sacrifice text took shape.

The man became a small altar, and had some connection with the Demon Star outside the sky. The heart in his hand turned into a sacrifice, which triggered the Demon Star's aura. Influenced by it, the aura of the man and the Thousand-faced Fox were blurred, mixed together, and twisted and transformed.

"In this way, Xiaowei will be fine." The man touched the Thousand-Faced Fox's face with his hand that was still a little bloody, and a faint smile appeared on his face covered with scales.

"A Yi, wait, I will find a heart for you immediately, wait!" said the Thousand-faced Fox, turned into a stream of light and disappeared, rushing towards the nearby town.

Shortly after the Thousand-Faced Fox left, a ray of glaze appeared, and a blurred figure appeared beside a man named A Yi.

"It's you? What are you doing here?"

A Yi looked at the visitor and showed a hint of vigilance.

"Of course, it's for the Thousand Faces Fox. The Thousand Faces are all kinds of changes. I've been jealous for a long time."

As he finished speaking, a wisp of breath surrounded A Yi's side, and the dreamy glare of glass fell, constantly eroding the man's body. With the help of his connection with the Thousand-Faced Fox, he invisibly influenced the other party.

"Don't think about it."

A Yi struggled violently, restraining his strength, causing the scales on his body to break, and blood kept flowing out of the wound on his chest.

The blood filled with filthy breath fell, corroding the surrounding land, leaving traces.

A Yi knew very well that he was not the opponent of the person who came, and had just sacrificed his own heart. He had no strength left and could not resist the opponent at all.

He could only choose to tell the Thousand-faced Fox in a vague way that he had a problem.

"Can you do this? What a pity, you are not the rabies I have been tamed." The figure in the glory smiled, and white lotus bloomed beside him, and dreamy light flashed by.

Whether it was the extra wounds on the man's body, the traces of corrosion on the ground, or even the foul breath in the earth's veins, the foul breath in the earth's qi returned to its original state.

After doing all this, the figure in the glory faded away little by little, as if it had never appeared before.

The next second, the Thousand-Faced Fox appeared beside A Yi with a heart that was still emitting a faint heat.

A Yi, who had completely forgotten what happened just now, quietly watched the Thousand-Faced Fox send his heart into his chest, and then repaired the wound on his chest bit by bit.

The same as the Thousand-faced Foxes, there are also the Ghost General in the Yin world and the Cihang Pudu of the Capital.

Among them, General Ghost was unable to resist such changes because of his body. In addition, the ghost country established by the human dynasty in the underworld also discovered his traces and chose to let the mountains where bones accumulate to sink continuously with his own corpse and sink deeper into the dark world.

Cihang Pudu, in the capital, sat upright on the platform, and the celestial girl appeared behind him. The two auras blended together, you have me and I have you.

It seems that I don’t care at all about the fact that my own breath is absorbed and the corresponding disasters evolved.

Instead, the golden face, who lived beside Cihang Pudu, showed joy, got up and went outside the house, looked at the celestial phenomena, and silently calculated the secrets of heaven in his heart.

Liuyun, who had just been trained, struggled to get up and said curiously: "Uncle Master, what are you watching!"

"Are deducing the secret of heaven."

Jin Guang responded casually, and asked someone to call Liuyun's brother.

"Qingyun, you have been practicing with Liuyun these days. I just calculated that Cihang Pudu's energy has declined. Three months later, according to previous years' practice, he needs to go out for a tour, and this is the time for his energy to fall to the bottom. I hope you brothers can master the power of the Eight Formation Diagram before this."

The words of Golden Light made Liuyun and Qingyun brothers know the importance of things.

However, unlike Qingyun, Liuyun, who is more reckless by nature and is not restrained by Yan Chixia, raised his own doubts.

"Uncle Master, we are the most sensitive to our own aura. It is impossible for the demon monk to know the changes in his aura. Will he still go out at that time?"

"Yes, three months later, not only is his lowest energy, but his disaster also comes. At this time, it would be fine if he went out as usual, and he could find some help to deal with the disaster. If he stayed in the capital, I would do it even more. After all, it would take more than one day, two days for His Majesty the Emperor to fight with Cihang Pudu."

Both of them around understood the meaning of Golden Light. In the past, Golden Light and Cihang Pudu had their own concerns and were unwilling to completely tear their faces. Although they targeted each other, they had joined forces under the suppression of the emperor to guard against the emperor's plan.

But now, Cihang Pu’s disaster has come, Jin Guang doesn’t mind using the help of the emperor to force Cihang Pu’s actions to kill the other party.

At the same time, Jin Guang's words were so clear that Liuyun naturally had no doubts. He and his brother Qingyun bowed to Jin Guang to say that he would complete the task, and then went to the same place to start their own practice.

Later, Jin Guang attracted Dong Dalang again.

"Just now, when I was calculating the secret of heaven, I realized that the ghosts in the dark world that were closely related to you were likely to go to protect the Dharma when Cihang Pudu's energy declined. Do you have anything to prepare for in the past few months?"

After hearing the news about his younger brother suddenly, Dong Dalang was a little confused about how to express his thoughts. It was Jin Guang's second question before he told him about his request.

"I will have someone prepare the stuff for you. Do you need to contact your teacher?"

After agreeing to Dong Dalang's request, Jin Guang also revealed his true intention to find the other party.

"Please also ask the real person to prepare something for me."

Understanding the meaning of Golden Light, Dong Dalang said a series of items that God needed to use.

After that, Dong Dalang invited Yuchen to distract him. During this period, outsiders didn't know what he had communicated with Jin Guang, but after Jin Guang came out, he also went into seclusion and waited for a few months to decline.

Time passes, and for these people who are prepared, three months pass quickly.

Cihang sat on the Dharma platform and left the capital with the support of many disciples.

On the same day, Jin Guang also Liuyun, Qingyun, Dong Dalang and others left the capital, and happened to avoid the emperor in the palace and announced him to the imperial edict of Taoism.

"Uncle Master is really a clever plan. I guessed early that the emperor would find a way to trap you in the capital." Liuyun, who followed the golden light, continued to flatter his uncle, and then raised his own concerns.

"But, uncle, is it really good that you don't give the emperor face so much?"

"Liuyun, our Tianren Sect was excluded by the emperor, largely because we did not surrender to the emperor. The relationship between us is relatively equal. As long as there is a reasonable reason, the one in the palace will not pursue it. What's more, after we destroy Cihang Pudu today, the one in the palace will have no confidence to suppress us."

Qingyun explained a few words, and the golden light in front suddenly stopped.

Qingyun was a little strange. When he looked up, he saw an old monk standing there not far away.

"Where is the monk coming? Where are you going?" Jin Guang looked at the monk a little curious, and the other party's breath made Jin Guang a little familiar with him.

The old monk did not speak, but a Buddha light appeared behind his mind, which was clear and pure, holy and pure. After it emerged, even if he just looked at it, it made people feel that his wisdom had grown.

The disciples who grew up behind Jin Guang vaguely understood some of the essences that they had not understood in the past.

"Great Prajna Zen Prajna? Are you a disciple of Prajna Temple?"

Jin Guang raised his eyebrows. In the past, Prajna Temple was like the Tianren Sect, and they were all major forces with great significance to the righteous path. It can even be said that they were representatives of the righteous path and the immortals and Buddhas when the immortals did not come out.

But many years ago, before and after Xuan Xinzi, the head of the Tianren Sect, died, the Prajna Temple also turned into nothing overnight. What happened back then was unknown to outsiders, but...

"As far as I know, after the Prajna Temple was destroyed, many pagodas were erected on its former site, only two of them were missing. One was a monk who went out early and had nowhere to go, and the other one I remember was called Buchen!"

"I am not angry, I have seen the Golden Light True Man."

The old monk folded his hands together, bowed to the golden light, and said, "I came today, but I wanted to take a real person's ride and learn about a grudge."

"So, is Cihang Pudu really a monk who is still? "

Jin Guang sighed. The former monk was also the righteous genius she and she were known as the same.

But she didn't expect that in the end, one of them retreated and the other fell into the devil's path. The rest of her had to force her to break through for various reasons, almost falling into hidden dangers. It can be said that things in the world are impermanent.

Buchen did not answer Jin Guang's question, and Jin Guang did not continue to ask, saying bluntly: "If you want, follow me, but join the team, forget it."

"That's good!" Monk Buchen did not force it. When the low beam and others continued to set off, Yaoyao followed everyone all the way to catch up with Cihang Pudu.

"Ah, wow, you can try to scrub Rabodisa..."

When several people saw Cihang Pudu again, a group of monks had already set up their formations and recited Sanskrit scriptures. Golden lights appeared one after another, and evolved into a pure pure land. Among them, seven treasures formed a forest, with eight merit waters around them, and various colors of lotus grow inside.

In a vague way, you can see people sitting upright on the lotus, like gods, arhats, and Bodhisattvas surrounding the Buddha and listening to the scriptures.

"Namo Amitabha!" Before the golden light had taken action, the monk Buchen stepped forward and pronounced the Buddha's name. The Buddha's light, which was clear and pure, holy and pure, and filled with Prajna wisdom, surged.

At the same time, the monk Buqi opened his mouth and muttered, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajna Paramita..."

They are both Heart Sutra, but they meet but it seems like water and fire are incompatible. The Buddha's light and Pure Land collided, and golden lotus flowers were blown out, with golden lamps and leaves on it, and beads hanging from the garlands under it.

"You are here too!" Cihang Pudu, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd, looked at Monk Buchen with a smile on his lips.

"I haven't seen you for a long time! Back then, I asked you to leave with your master's relics, because I wanted you to pass on the inheritance of Prajna Temple. Why do you come here to seek death?"

As Cihang Pudu opened his mouth, the chanting around him disappeared. Monk Buchen finished his last sentence before saying to Cihang Pudu: "The Dharma has been passed down. I came today to save you."

"Save me? Who can save me?" Cihang Pudu looked at his junior brother who had been following him for candy, without any compassion in his eyes.

With his hands folded, the sound of the Sanskrit surged. The monks around him stood up one after another, the monk's robes burned, and they turned into wonderful appearances and flew around him. Sanskrit appeared in the place where they were just sitting, gathering and inheriting a huge formation.

"Well, since you are here, let's stay together."

After saying that, Cihang Pudu stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and the Buddha's light turned into a giant hand the size of a mu, pressing down on Monk Buchen.
Chapter completed!