"Abba!"
The entire Chang family had abandoned the ship long ago and quietly landed on land. They were now standing on the top of a hill not far away, watching.
Although the group of people had poor cultivation and could not see the power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, the group of little demons that turned into ice dust still frightened the Chang family's father and daughter.
this……
Is this the power of immortals?
The sound of Sanskrit chanting seemed to awaken something in the deepest part of the Chang family's bloodline in Licheng.
It seems that not long ago, they also bathed in this vast Buddha's light and received the joy of liberation and enlightenment.
Alas, there is no lion, green lotus or Tathagata in the south.
A Buddha's name silently rose in his heart, and a trace of ink flashed on the face of the head of the Chang family.
There are bursts of Sanskrit sounds, fires of karma are rising, sword energy is rising, and demons are roaring.
Chaos, change, crisis.
The head of the Chang family frowned, not knowing where to go.
Come on, the roots of the family that moved to the East China Sea are still on the boat.
Stay, but how can this battlefield have a place for mortals like them to stay?
"But, but Ouyang...Master Ouyang...he..."
The head of the Chang family looked forward, the flames of karma were billowing, and Su Che's figure became more and more erratic, but he was still fighting fiercely.
"Dad, please make a decision early. I'm afraid this incident is aimed at Mr. Ouyang."
Go, to put it lightly.
At the beginning, Mr. Ouyang went out to meet the monsters for his own big ship. Now if he abandons him, how will he meet again in the future?
The little daughter's call still made the head of the Chang family make a decision.
The Chang family relied on the East China Sea Sword Palace, but it was a pity that the treasures on the ship were missing.
But it doesn't matter. When we reach the East China Sea, as long as we give ourselves some time, the Licheng Chang family may not be able to make a comeback.
"My dear girl, let's set off right away. Don't forget what the clan has done for you today!"
The wealth accumulated by the Chang family for generations is still on that ship.
The head of the Chang family said this. With a wave of his hand, he regained the aura of the patriarch who bowed his head to the whole family.
"Don't hesitate any more. Let's take the land route instead. Now even if we are begging for food, we have to climb to the East China Sea for me."
"master."
The silent Chang Qi spoke.
"how?"
In normal times, the head of the Chang family might be in the mood to perform a harmonious scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety with his adopted son, but now at this critical moment that determines the life and death of the entire family, he doesn't have the time to spare.
"Let your son stay."
"Um?"
"Those account books are still on the ship. I will stay and wait until the storm subsides before I go to find the master."
At this time of year, there is no need to take care of the accounting books.
Changpan glanced at the adopted son, as if he wanted to see what the dark man had in mind.
Whatever, if he wants to stay, just stay.
"Then it's up to you."
Chang Qi slowly knelt down and kowtowed three times to the head of the Chang family.
"Chang Qi thanks you for your great kindness over the years. If you can't fulfill your filial piety before your bedside in the future, please forgive me."
As he spoke, tears actually flowed from his eyes.
Now you are still expecting me to die.
The head of the Chang family glanced at the adopted son and quickly called his family on their way.
The Chang family's father and son settled the matter here, but Su Che felt a sense of unexpected joy.
In mid-air, Mrs. Xue and Shishananda were talking and laughing, which made Mr. Su feel like he was peeling away the clouds.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xue was also involved in this matter.
I have quite a affinity with this person.
When I first got acquainted with Mrs. Xue in Kulin Temple, the two parties formed a good relationship from the beginning.
Later, changes occurred in Xuanshan, and Mrs. Xue also helped with the papering. After going back and forth, she finally asked the Daliang court for her to be granted the title of Canglang Water God.
Mrs. Xue got the order from the court and took a stance in the Canglang River. Unexpectedly, she got involved with Shishananda.
Wonderful, wonderful.
It is true that the Daliang Court and Buddhism have been in contact for a long time, but who said that Mrs. Xue only has her own line with the Daliang Court?
The imperial court, Buddhism, Canglangshui, and Madam Xue are now completely connected.
There has been a collusion between Buddhism and the imperial court for a long time, and it has been a fact for many years that Mrs. Xue is interested in Shintoism. It is not a secret at all.
Mrs. Xue, a ghost cultivator with many years of experience, may have been setting up in the imperial court for many years.
With the imperial court as the center, Mrs. Xue might not be able to come together with Buddhism.
She was going to become a god anyway, and it didn't matter who was behind it to help her achieve the status.
Also, Mrs. Xue had no hesitation in joining her family in the first place, and now it is natural for her to change her family.
On the contrary, I was blinded by one leaf and failed to see the overall situation.
I'm afraid that a long time ago, the imperial court, Buddhism, Madam Xue and other people who wanted to "make progress" had already formed a line.
It's a pity for the people living up and down the river.
Suche figured out the hurdles and wasn't too angry.
It's just a matter of killing a few more people and killing a few less people.
What's so great about it?
Shishananda chuckled.
"After all, Madam has a keen eye, otherwise this poor monk would have been deceived by this evil beast. That's good."
Zijin's giant arm fell backhand, pressing Hengfuzi's head down with a majestic force.
The red lotus fluttered, and Master Heng was left with only a broken body that had been attacked by the fire of karma. His inner plan was revealed by Madam Xue, but his face did not waver at all.
"I think I have known my wife for many years, but my wife puts everything into the bowl regardless of whether it is dirty or clean."
With one word, it spat out a mouthful of pure demonic essence that had been cultivated for many years. Its color was deep, like a dark star, condensed like a pearl, with a deep chill.
This object is the foundation of Hengfuzi's many years of practice, and the foundation of the golden elixir in the future.
Master Heng slowly stretched out his hand burning with red lotus karma fire, and firmly grasped this mouthful of pure demonic essence.
burst.
The cold wave is blowing and the wind is howling.
A cold wave, based on this pure demonic essence, spurted out in all directions like waves, strong wind, and fierce fire.
Thousands of years of hard work, and the loneliness and unrestrainedness of the long years are all here.
"I am a traveler on the river, why should I live in the sea?"
"Old turtle, let's see how I fight with you!"
The vitality of the world surged, but the great demon who could condense the Huan Dan in half a step risked everything.
Rather strong.
Shisha Nanda laughed in his heart.
He had seen many such stubborn people in the hungry ghost realm. They swallowed their anger and practiced hard, trying to challenge the order set by Buddhism and escape from the six realms of reincarnation. However, in the end they all ended up being forgotten. jokes.
"Mou!"
Shisha Nanda recited the mantra with his mouth and made the fearless lion seal with his hands.
There seemed to be a lion's roar in the void.
The swastikas were spinning in the air, and the white lotuses were constantly rising and dying. This master of returning elixirs that had been condensed into relics actually used his pure cultivation power to fight force against force, trying to destroy Hengfuzi, who had sacrificed all his cultivation. One blow forced it down.
"Master Heng, please wait for me on the way!"
With a call, Mr. Gong, who was hiding and motionless, suddenly shone. It turned out that he had been lurking around Shishananda. This time, he suddenly appeared, and the distance between them was only ten feet.
A shadow jumped out of him like an arrow from a string.
"Come die!"
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