Yang Lin actually didn't say something.
He could kill the old monk on the spot by the river, but it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.
Even if Elder Faming is beaten to death, so what?
Can it fundamentally solve the problem?
Obviously not.
Fa Ming is just the executor, not the mastermind behind the scenes.
I want to kill him together with the mastermind behind it.
No matter how high-spirited Yang Lin was, he had to admit that he couldn't do it for the time being.
Not even close.
Therefore, he could only endure it.
The word "forbearance" means a knife on the head.
It's true that it doesn't feel good, but if you're not as strong as others, you have to admit it.
Things take your time, food comes in bites, and the road comes step by step.
In the end, it is still unclear who will win.
There is no need to explain these secret calculations to Yin Wenjiao clearly.
Even if I told her, she wouldn’t understand.
She was simply concerned about whether something would happen to the little guy and whether he would grow up.
Although I haven't gotten the best result now, it can be regarded as a resolution to a certain extent.
After reading it, I understood that in Buddhist temples, they actually value their children very seriously. They will not let them starve or freeze, and they will also teach and raise them.
That's enough.
"Go back, the Bodhisattva is giving birth to a child. It's not that easy. We have to plan carefully to solve this calamity eighteen years later. Otherwise, by then, it will be difficult to advance and retreat."
Yang Lin couldn't stop sighing, and with a slight flash of color on his body, he had already arrived at the foot of the mountain, turned into a streak of water, and fled along the river, quickly bringing Yin Wenjiao to the Governor's Mansion.
"If you miss the child, you can go and see it from a distance. As long as you are not in the temple, you can even meet. As long as you don't ruin the monks' plan, you won't cause too much trouble."
"That's all."
Yin Wenjiao returned to her room a little lonely, looking at the empty room and a few children's clothes scattered on the bed, she felt sad for a moment and couldn't help herself.
…
Governor's Yamen.
At the place where the poster was written, a young Taoist wearing a green Taoist robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and a wooden hairpin on his head tied his long hair, walked lightly as if his feet were not touched by dust, took off the poster, and said with a smile: "In these troubled times of demons and demons, it is the time for us Taoists to test the world with our swords and protect the country and the people."
"What do you call Taoist Master? How dare you reveal the list alone? Are you not afraid that the demon wolf will swallow you up?"
"Is the Taoist priest from the National Preceptor's Mansion? At such an age, could he be the Taoist priest Li Chunfeng who suppressed Dongting with his sword?"
"Wu Na Taoist, this is an unusual little demon. I heard that the demon wolf has swallowed hundreds of strong hands, can breathe wind, soar into the clouds and swallow mountains. If you go, be careful and get into the belly of the wolf and become a snack. It's better to have more If you gather a few people together, you can escape even if you are defeated."
There were some men from all walks of life who were eager to try and wanted to reveal the list but didn't dare. Seeing the young Taoist's good looks and amazing courage, he directly revealed the list. They swarmed around and asked all kinds of questions.
"The poor Taoist Qingyunzi has a five-light sword in his hand. He has come out of the cave and has rarely encountered an opponent. He can easily destroy a mere wolf monster. Why bother?"
The Taoist priest in green chuckled, glanced at some of the rough guys around, and said boldly.
After saying that, regardless of whether these people were mocking or looking forward to it, he turned around, fluttered his sleeves, felt the wind under his feet, and left the city.
Seeing mountains and crossing mountains all the way, encountering water and riding waves, I feel indescribably carefree and elegant, and the energy in my body is getting stronger and sharper.
After traveling for dozens of miles, they arrived at the foot of Zhangshan Mountain, where the sword energy was already powerful and stretched for several miles.
From a distance, he no longer looked like a person, but like a huge sword.
What is particularly surprising is that the five-color brilliance rises from his body, as if he is about to tear the sky and the earth apart, and the point of the sword is more like it is about to cut open the entire Zhangshan Mountain.
Gather faith and merit, forcefully advance to the fifth level of practice, save tens of hundreds of years, and reach fifth level perfection in the fastest possible time.
Only then can we use our strongest combat power to intervene in the journey to the west and reap the benefits.
for this goal.
Yang Lin can be said to do everything he can.
Not only was he born as a top scholar, but as a governor, he spread his fame to thousands of households, gathered boundless faith, and established the divine essence as a god.
At the same time, a clone of the essence was formed, attached to the body of the little Tang Monk, and grew with him, digging into the corners of Buddhism bit by bit, absorbing and digesting the golden cicada's ancient fortune, and strengthening his body.
Moreover, a Qi Yuan clone was also created. The swordsman who now calls himself "Qingyunzi" goes around slaying demons and gathering merit.
With multiple approaches, he didn't believe how slow his training speed would be.
The three-dimensional clone is indeed a magical-level clone technique.
Although I got it from the paper man Zhang, the name sounds very low-level and cannot be put on the stage.
However, Yang Lin carefully analyzed and understood the essence, and found that this clone magical power is not simple at all.
Not only does it transcend the level of Dharma and reach the realm of Tao, but it also has many inexplicable uses.
Compared with the legendary clone technique that can transform three souls into three pure beings with the same fighting power as the original one, it is certainly inferior.
However, after Yang Lin tested it in many ways, he found that his clone technique was not weak at all in some aspects.
Although the combat power of these three clones will be one level lower than that of the main body and cannot use the explosive combat power of the three elements combined into one, the three separate bodies of energy, energy and spirit can also be practiced separately and handle things alone. .
In other words, there are three more people practicing at the same time than other practitioners.
Moreover, they are also connected spiritually, and the results of practice can be directly transferred to the deity.
When a fight breaks out, you can call on the power of this deity for support when necessary.
What's even more amazing is that these clones, like other paper man clones, are not afraid of death.
After being damaged, it turns into shreds of paper, cutting off cause and effect, leaving the enemy busy in vain.
certainly.
Because the three-yuan clone is so powerful, after it is lost, it requires more energy, blood, and divine energy to be regenerated, and it takes a period of time to regenerate.
However, the benefits obtained in this process will not be reversed.
From this point of view, the help of this paper-man magical power to me is no worse than the ability of the Sky Eye, and is even much better.
Celestial vision may bring a lot of convenience, but in terms of practice, it is not as good as having three more helpers with the same understanding and intelligence.
As for the other 33 ordinary paper figures that can be separated, they can only be used as miscellaneous soldiers.
The strength of these miscellaneous soldiers is not too high, they are two levels lower than the main body, and they are not very smart, and they are very rigid in doing things, but they are enough.
Because, with Yang Lin's current state, the paper man clones that can be separated at will can actually reach the third level. Even in the Tang Dynasty world of gods and demons, they are not too weak.
It's not very useful at critical moments, but it can also be of great help when dealing with some complicated matters on weekdays.
…
Inspired by the sharp and powerful sword energy.
The giant wolf, as big as a hill, looked up to the sky and howled, then crashed down from the top of the mountain, with dust and smoke billowing all the way, and a fierce wind.
Yang Lin's Qi Yuan clone, Qingyunzi, looked back at the large group of gangsters standing far behind him who wanted to get closer but didn't dare, as well as the officials from the Demon Slayer Division who were hiding and hesitant to speak, and chuckled. With a sound, the sword from behind was unsheathed.
Qingyun Five-Light Sword is becoming famous now.
