Cultivation, and the cultivation that Monk Fajing is showing at this moment has at least reached the level of the Little Bodhisattva, and it is pure physical cultivation!

A blood-colored altar quickly took shape. Monk Fajing, like Jiang Huamei, strode into the altar and poured his own blood into the altar with all his strength.

The entire Golden Flower Realm also swayed slightly, and more than a thousand bloody lights rose into the sky, instantly turning into a bloody light that enveloped the entire world.

Countless creatures were rushed by the majestic blood energy, as if they had been hit hard on the head, and fainted directly.

Monk Fajing laughed strangely, grabbed the unconscious Jinhua Po, and threw her into the Liangyi Heaven along the space crack that was forcibly opened: "Master, you are right, all living beings are just

Our cultivation resources...the same goes for the common people, and the same goes for you...Thank you very much for your achievements, haha, haha, hahaha!"

Monk Fajing raised his head and said softly: "Fajing? This Dharma name is too unpleasant to hear... From today on, I am not Monk Fajing, I am... Jiang Qingnu (yun)!"

When the Canghai Realm and the Golden Flower Realm were wrapped in blood light, there were nearly ten thousand small lower worlds in the lower realm controlled by Liang Yitian, and they also underwent great changes.

Some of the top powers descended from the upper world, directly wiping out the upper echelons of the cultivation world in the small world, packing up all the living beings in the world and sending them away. There were also local monks who suddenly rose up, showing that they far exceeded the level of the cultivation world in this world.

The terrifying strength crushed the local cultivation world, stunned countless creatures and threw them into Liangyi Heaven.

Among the nearly 10,000 small worlds, there are only a hundred or so that are usually quiet, have terrifyingly rich foundations, are tough enough behind Liang Yitian, and usually act conservatively and low-key, even called secretive worlds.

In order to maintain the peace of his own world, he relied on the great power coming from the upper world and the sudden rebellion of the indigenous monks.

The changes that occurred in these hundreds of worlds were also transmitted to Liangyi Tian as quickly as possible through the channels that communicated with the upper world.

However, the time flow rate of the lower bound and the upper bound are different, and the isolation of the spatial dimension makes the transmission of information not very timely.

Therefore, when Liang Yitian received the news from the lower realm, things had already happened.

Things are irreversible.

At the same time, Liang Yitian, in the south of Zhenmo Ridge, deep in the boundless barren mountains, was surrounded by dozens of chaotic magnetic storms, and was surrounded by hundreds of layers of earth fire, strong wind, poisonous miasma, and evil aura.

In this dangerous and desperate situation, hundreds of shadowy figures are gathering here.

Monster energy, evil energy, evil energy, ghost energy, and even the violent blood energy and murderous energy unique to the barbarians... All kinds of evil and negative energy are wrapped around these figures, accompanied by ghost cries, miserable howls, and shrill screams.

There were curses, curses and roars, as well as ghostly winds and ghostly fires, and strange shadows and black mist swirling around. It was really a group of demons dancing wildly, as if hell had descended.

‘Giggle’, ‘hee hee’, ‘ha ha’, ‘ho ho’… unpleasant laughter arose continuously, and many figures suddenly bumped into each other, and suddenly burst into hearty laughter.

"Old ghost, are you still alive?"

"Hey, old guy, you're not dead?"

"My dear lady, when I heard that you were beaten and killed by a certain thief, I remembered the friendship back then and shed a few tears for you!"

"Interesting, interesting. I thought I wouldn't be able to get my debt back... I didn't expect that you, the debtor, are actually still alive?"

Unexpectedly, he suddenly bumped into his rival, who was so surprised that he burst out into violence.

Magical powers, secret techniques, strange curses, and vicious forbidden laws were suddenly activated, and silently, dozens of surrounding mountains were annihilated out of thin air, and many figures vomited blood and spun backwards.

For a moment, this dangerous land was in chaos, with many figures yelling enthusiastically, as if they might be involved in the battlefield at any time, turning a small conflict between three or five people into a big chaos!

A bodhi tree with verdant branches and leaves suddenly appeared in the middle of this deserted place.

A trace of green aura gushed out from every green leaf of the Bodhi tree, turning into a cage that covered the sky and the earth, shrouding all the figures. These demons and ghosts were in high spirits and were preparing to fight to celebrate the 'reunion after a long separation'.

Many people were so suppressed that their magic power was frozen, their limbs were paralyzed, and they froze in place with looks of horror on their faces.

With such a terrifying aura, even those giant old ghosts who still maintained a certain ability to move held their breaths inexplicably.

A long time, a long time.

There was no movement in the Bodhi tree. Hundreds of demons and ghosts looked at him carefully. Finally, there was a first-born with a pair of dragon horns. Behind his tailbone, he was dragging a scorpion tail. He was six feet tall and extremely powerful and domineering.

The big man smiled forcefully and bowed to the bodhi tree with his fists clasped: "Someone, it is polite to kill the demon emperor and go against the rules."

After coughing a few times, Ni Lun asked softly: "May I ask who the senior is?"

On the bark of the bodhi tree, an old face slowly emerged, and a hoarse voice made the surrounding mountains buzz: "Ni Lun, I remember you. When you were beaten to the point of death, your soul was almost gone.

You were broken to pieces, but I personally took action to save you, but I'm afraid you don't recognize my appearance like this."

Ni Lun's expression changed in shock, and he took two steps back suddenly: "You, you!"

A thick branch on the Bodhi tree stretched out, and a ray of spiritual light hung down from the branch. With a click, a spiritual flower bloomed, and then a Bodhi fruit the size of a water tank was born.

The fruit split open, revealing a little novice who sat cross-legged, with a pedicle on his head, hanging from a branch with a thin branch, and no hair on his body.

This novice monk looks to be only seven or eight years old. He is white and pink, has delicate features, and is quite cute.

However, the mana fluctuations emanating from this novice overwhelm all the demons and ghosts present - judging from the mana fluctuations alone, this novice is also a Buddha-level existence!

However, among the thirteen Buddhas disclosed to the public by Buddhism, none of them are like fruits that grow from trees!

Ni Lun and other demons and ghosts all took a deep breath, and at the same time saluted the little novice monk who was as motionless as a corpse with his eyes closed.

Several ghosts and ghosts with strong breaths exhaled at the same time.

The appearance of this little novice monk solved the biggest mystery in their minds.

Thousands of years ago, the Taoist and Buddhist sects of Liangyi Heaven joined forces and launched a war that swept the entire world. They swept away the evil spirits and savages in Liangyi Heaven in one fell swoop, broke down their mountain gates, exterminated their descendants, cut off their inheritance, and wiped out all the demons and monsters.

They were beaten to the point where they almost lost all their descendants, and a group of old ghosts were also hunted until they had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

The hundreds of demons and monsters present were among the top figures on the Taoist and Buddhist hunting lists back then.

Many times they thought that they were destined to perish and would no longer be lucky.

But every time they were in desperate situations, they always struggled to survive from the desperate situation due to various incredible coincidences and opportunities. In the end, they even crossed the sea and sneaked into the Demon Suppressing Ridge jointly established by Buddhism and Taoism.

, lurking in these wild mountains, recuperating and recuperating leisurely, living leisurely for thousands of years.

Over the past thousands of years, although the environment in the wild mountains has become a bit harsher, their cultivation has been extremely strong and they enjoy all kinds of happiness... even worse than before!

In the major towns in Zhenmo Ridge, how many sects and family chambers of commerce have colluded with the little monsters and monsters below them?

Many rare herbs and cultivation materials from the wild mountains are pouring into the Demon-Suppressing Ridge like a tide, and all kinds of high-end and luxurious food, drink and enjoyment are also flowing into the wild mountains. And those luxuries, even for the delicate and white-flowered girls

, little beauty, 99% out of 10%, doesn’t it fall into their hands?

They have always been curious about who could have such incredible means to rescue them from such violent waves!

When I saw it today, it turned out...

This little novice monk is clearly just a clone of the old Bodhi tree, and his aura is so powerful and terrifying... So what state has the old Bodhi tree reached?

The water in Liangyitian is indeed very deep!

With a 'chi' sound, the thin stem above the head of the little novice monk broke. The little novice monk fell to the ground lightly, straightened his legs, and stood up. He opened his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and looked towards the person beside him in an old-fashioned way.

All the monsters and monsters looked up and down.

"Hey, someone has recognized me. This is great."

"There's no need to waste any more time with you."

"I've been breaking into the Neiguan recently... You don't need to understand what the 'Inner Gate' is. In short, I've been in an ups and downs mood lately, and I'm not very good. If you guys make too much noise, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold it back and slap you.

Beat you to death!"

Among the monsters, several old monsters had something wrong with their eyes.

Even if your aura reaches the Buddha Lord level...but these old monsters are also Demon Emperors and Demon Lord level figures on the same level as the Buddha Lord...Of course, they were severely injured back then, and they narrowly survived.

He escaped, but his roots were damaged and his realm was still there, but his strength had fallen a lot from that highest realm.

Even so, they thought to themselves that if they used their trump card, they could still compete with a Buddha Lord.

Therefore, when the young novice treated them like this, they inexplicably had murderous intentions!

Although it is said that many of these demons and ghosts escaped from the disaster and survived that war because of the little novice monk's methods...but demons and ghosts, do you expect them to talk about 'friendship' with you?

Do you expect them to 'repay the favor'? Isn't this a joke!

The atmosphere in all directions became a little weird.

Seeing that a storm was about to break out, a wisp of breeze blew by, filling the surroundings with a light and peaceful atmosphere, smoothing out the uneasy negative atmosphere in the air.

Taoist Guixu stepped on a cloud and appeared above everyone's heads.

"Fellow Taoists, long time no see."

"Today, I'm here to do some business with you... Why don't we make things extraneous?"

Taoist Saint Guixu smiled brightly: "Everyone, do you want to regain everything you lost back then?"

My fingers, wrists, and shoulders all hurt so much!

The fat man who was originally tall and thick, somehow felt a bit like Sister Lin's delicate and helpless feeling!
Chapter completed!