The Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda is located at the junction of the Yin and Yang realms.
The place where the yin and yang worlds meet is not small, it is quite large.
In the past, Yang Xiao rushed directly into the underworld without paying much attention.
But this time, Yang Xiao's goal was the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas, so Yang Xiao stopped when he came nearby.
Suspended in the air, Yang Xiao glanced around, looking for the location of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda.
After a while, Yang Xiao found the target and rushed over.
But before Yang Xiao could pass by, someone suddenly blocked his way.
The people who stopped Yang Xiao looked like humans but not ghosts, and they had extremely evil smiles on their faces, which was very strange.
"roll!"
Yang Xiao frowned and shouted coldly.
Anyone who comes out to stop him is assuming that he is an easy-to-talk shopkeeper, right?
It's just that these people seemed to be out of their minds and ignored Yang Xiao at all, and went straight to kill him.
Yang Xiao, whose eyes flashed coldly, turned out to be a ball of light with his hand.
With a loud bang, the people who rushed towards him were blown away.
Yang Xiao was not polite and directly blew up several people to death.
The cultivation of these people is not very good, very poor.
After dealing with the people blocking the road, Yang Xiao headed all the way to the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
But what Yang Xiao didn't expect was that there were still people who were not afraid of trouble and came to trouble him.
Yang Xiao, who had an ugly expression on his face, simply used the Anti-War Immortal Technique and summoned ten clones.
Don't worry about Yang Xiao, just go up and kill the person blocking the way.
A moment later, Yang Xiao appeared in front of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda.
Although this pagoda is called the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, it is actually not impressive at all and looks shabby.
This is also the reason why Yang Xiao didn't notice it for the first time after he flew over.
Without much hesitation, Yang Xiao walked into the tower.
After entering, Yang Xiao's expression changed slightly, and he smelled a strong smell of blood.
Soon, Yang Xiao discovered the bodies of the dead monks in the pagoda, none of them alive.
Yang Xiao, who was frowning, scanned with his consciousness, looking for the three relics here.
However, after searching for a long time, there was no trace.
"Did Wutian and the others take it away?"
Yang Xiao's eyes flickered, thinking deeply.
The Chaos Demon God appeared in Huaguo Mountain before, and apparently they were also looking for the relics.
Yang Xiao wasted a lot of time underground trying to wake up the avenue. Wutian's people came over first and snatched the relics from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda.
Forget about robbing, the key is that those guys actually killed people.
Moreover, killing someone and leaving a body behind was clearly an attempt to intimidate him as the shop owner.
"Very good, it seems you don't want to live too long."
Yang Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression was cold.
Judging from the sensed aura, it was the hand of the Chaos Demon God, not Wutian's person.
If Wutian's people can still be redeemed, these Chaos Demon Gods affected by resentment must be killed.
Without finding the relic, Yang Xiao had to leave.
When leaving, Yang Xiao set all the monks' corpses on fire, letting them return to dust and dust to dust.
The relics could not be collected for the time being, so Yang Xiao, who had nothing to do, returned to the bookstore.
Because of the special nature of the bookstore, Dadao cannot repair the prehistoric period inside.
Helpless, Yang Xiao had no choice but to gather a clone and leave it at the door of the bookstore to be with Da Dao.
The original Yang Xiao who returned to the bookstore merged with the clone sitting in the bookstore.
In an instant, some of the things that happened in the bookstore these days appeared in Yang Xiao's mind.
Yang Xiao spent a lot of time out this time, and many enlightened people appeared in the bookstore again.
The remaining twelve ancestral witches, people from the Ancient Demon Court, Hou Tu, etc. all came to their senses.
After realizing this, these saints were thrown into the cultivation space by Yang Xiao's clones.
Mo Xiaoqian, Luo Hu and others are still in the process of understanding.
Seeing the reincarnation of Tathagata and the white lotus, they had not yet understood, Yang Xiao himself ran to practice first.
He told the clones to let Tathagata and others inform him after they understood.
Yang Xiao didn't practice this time. He practiced the Pangu Nine Styles.
After acquiring this magical power, I practiced the first move and never bothered to practice the other moves.
A few days later, Yang Xiao, who was practicing axe, received news from the system that they had fully understood the reincarnation of the Tathagata.
"Do you understand?"
Putting away the ax, Yang Xiao's eyes showed joy.
He has never forgotten what he did to deceive Tathagata. Now that he has understood it, it is time to implement it.
When Yang Xiao came out of the cultivation space, everyone in the bookstore was congratulating Tathagata.
This naturally includes the friendship between the reincarnations of the Tathagata White Lotus and Biyou.
The two women looked at Tathagata with very different eyes, and they seemed to be competing with each other.
At this time, everyone saw Yang Xiao appear. They had seen several shopkeepers before, so they were not surprised and knew that there were clones inside.
However, seeing Yang Xiao appear, many people still asked him politely.
"You have nothing to do? Go read a book quickly. We are about to deal with Wu Tian and those Chaos Demon Gods."
Yang Xiao stared at everyone and pretended to scold them.
Everyone who was laughing endlessly hurriedly ran to the bookshelf.
Seeing Bai Lianhua and Bi You about to go over, Yang Xiao called out to the two women.
The Tathagata's reincarnation has not passed away because of his enlightenment. He remembered that the shop owner seemed to send all the people who had enlightened to other places to practice.
"I didn't call you. What are you doing here? Go read a book."
Waving his hand, Yang Xiao stared at Tathagata's reincarnation.
Tathagata reincarnated and said: "Shopkeeper, I have realized it. Do I want to practice?"
"What kind of shop owner, you have to call me grandpa, do you understand? Your grandpa and I are brothers, how can you yell like others when you are older or younger?"
With a slight snort, Yang Xiao looked angry.
The expression on his face was stiff, and Tathagata reincarnated and said: "Grandpa!"
"That's pretty much it. You go read a book first. Grandpa has figured out that you have the power of luck now and can realize it again. Don't waste the opportunity."
Yang Xiao, who was very happy, explained the reincarnation of Tathagata.
Seeing the smile on Yang Xiao's face, Tathagata's reincarnation felt a little depressed.
I don’t know why, but I called the shop owner Grandpa, but he always felt that something was wrong.
But he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.
"The store owner is really a scam."
Beside the bookshelf, Guanyin and Randeng, who were holding books, had their mouths twitching.
Others don't know, how could they not know that this is the reincarnation of the Tathagata!
Let the Tathagata call him grandpa. Then when the Tathagata wakes up and returns from memory, he will not be so depressed that he vomits blood and is so ashamed that he looks for a crack in the ground and wants to crawl into it!
After rushing Tathagata to read a book, Yang Xiao smiled as he looked at Biyou and Bailianhua who were looking at him with puzzled expressions.
It's time for the two women to deal with Tathagata.
Tathagata wanted to restore his memory and then abandon the two women. How could he let him do so easily?
"Shopkeeper, what do you want from us?"
Looking at Yang Xiao, Bai Lianhua asked.
Yang Xiao didn't rush to say anything, and arranged the system to isolate the sound first to prevent Tathagata from eavesdropping.
If the Tathagata hears it, the matter will be meaningless.
