Golden light diffuses.
A surge of divine power...
A rainbow spread out from Jiangzhou City.
A figure wearing a red robe and a black veil appeared in mid-air, with golden light shining on his body.
In a blink of an eye, Yang Lin's divine avatar reached the heights of the mountain forest, and sighed: "Master Wei has come all the way, and Chen is guilty of not being able to meet him from afar. My son's misfortune is really heartbreaking, but... Mr. Wei personally avenged the blood and killed the Jinshan bald donkey on the spot, which is also very satisfying. I think Brother Wuji will be more comforted if he knows."
He looked sad.
In fact, I feel a little painful in my heart.
The Qi Yuan clone just turned into paper to gather Qi, and used the technique of borrowing from the universe to borrow infinite energy from heaven and earth. He could kill with one blow and beheaded Monk Fa Ming on the spot. This method was quite good.
However, the method of escaping afterwards was a bit tricky.
After taking action with all his strength, in order to prevent Wei Zheng from detecting that there was something wrong with him, he let go of his defense and tried the sword with his body. He was cut and shaken into powder by the Dragon Soul Fairy Sword, then exploded and disappeared without a trace.
This battle was a huge investment.
It takes another ten days and a half to cultivate the Qi Yuan clone before he can recover again.
Think of this.
Yang Lin sighed, his heart ached, and his expression became more real.
Fortunately, after killing the old monk, he immediately received a martial luck value of +990,000, which was a bit of comfort. At least, he wouldn't be too heartbroken.
"Are you mocking me?"
Wei Zheng looked at Yang Lin coldly, his eyebrows twitching wildly.
He couldn't see that the other party was the body of a god who gathered a lot of faith and incense power. His power was as strong as the abyss and the sea. He had already reached the late fifth level. Under the suppression of the human world, he actually tied himself in cultivation.
He spread his spirit and swept towards the city below, and saw countless threads. On this land, hundreds of thousands of people were offering incense and worship, but none of the men he sent to his son were seen.
No, there was another person, a charming woman in green clothes, looking over here with tears streaming down her face.
That is……
Green cherry.
She seems to be the concubine raised by her son.
Is she the only one left?
What is going on here?
"All dead?"
Wei Zheng was upset and suddenly shouted, "Where did Wuji offend you? Kill all his men?"
Yang Lin's divine clone smiled helplessly: "Master Wei has misunderstood the official position. Brother Wuji came to Jiangzhou and was diligent in political affairs and was deeply loved by the people. However, because of the troubled times of demons and demons, he is also warm-hearted and counts. We sent troops to suppress him every time and lost our troops and generals. There is nothing we can do about it."
"Originally, Brother Wuji was able to save his own life, which is considered good. I didn't expect that the monk from Jinshan Temple was so cruel that he actually chased him to Jiangzhou and beat him to death himself. This officer was caught off guard."
"Okay, I underestimated you. I haven't seen you for several years, but you have grown to such an extent."
Wei Zheng's expression changed, his eyes flashed slightly, and a bit of cold light reached Yang Lin's throat with the sound of wind and thunder.
He felt extremely aggrieved at this time.
His son died, so many of his subordinates died, but in the end, he apparently didn’t kill anyone, but he actually killed the reincarnation of the Buddhist Fuhu Arhat.
He actually knew about the journey to the west, and he also knew that the governor who was stationed in Jiangzhou was of great importance.
If you can't move, you can't move.
But that doesn't mean that even the incarnation of the incense spirit gathered by the opponent's faith cannot be killed.
This sword caused wind and thunder, which was faster than a human being can think of. It was ten times more powerful than when Wei Wuji used it.
As soon as the sword force reached his throat, the meaning of tearing apart space penetrated into his mind.
Yang Lin did not take a step back, the smile on his face did not change. At some point, he raised his palm and struck it down with a bang.
Buzz…
Hundreds of miles around, countless people felt their hearts shaken at the same time. A picture flashed in their hearts, and they suddenly looked up in a certain direction.
The golden light on Yang Lin's palm was like a shining sun, hitting the sword's edge with infinite force, layer by layer, endless. With one palm, the Dragon Soul Sword Canglong roared crazily, twisted, howled miserably, and flew back.
The Dragon Soul Sword was also knocked back, and some tiny cracks appeared on the edge of the sword.
Wei Zheng's expression changed, and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
"you……"
He never expected that the other party would use the divine body to such an extent in just three years.
What is the strongest dynasty in the world?
Of course, the hearts of all people are the strongest.
Under the realm of the gods, hundreds of thousands of people united with their incense and thoughts. This power was so great that it almost exceeded the limit. He had the immortal sword in his hand and mobilized the energy of heaven and earth, but he was far outnumbered.
A palm print came down.
It was like enduring the yells, curses and crazy blows of 700,000 people at the same time.
For a moment, resentment invaded his heart, and his true energy fled wildly.
Not only did he suffer the backlash, but the dragon soul in the fairy sword was almost shattered into pieces, and the sword even suffered minor damage.
"Why would Mr. Wei take his anger out on others?" Yang Lin's smile was still gentle, but he looked disgusting no matter how he looked at it.
"To be honest, in fact, in Jiangzhou, even if the prime minister has a higher official position, he will not get any benefits, because these are my people."
"Besides, if you want to deal with me, you have to ask the Holy Spirit to remove me from my official position. Otherwise, it will be difficult for anyone to deal with me."
This is true.
Yang Lin was not worried that the imperial court would remove him from his official position, so he mobilized an army to attack Jiangzhou and capture himself for questioning.
Very simple.
The eighteen years have not yet come, and Buddhism and Heaven have already discussed it. Who dares not to give the Bodhisattva face?
Wei Zheng occupies a high position. He is not a fool, nor is he a blind person. If he is not familiar with the various calculations of Buddhism, he must have heard about them.
His status has arrived.
But precisely because of this, he did not dare to act rashly.
The death of a son is nothing.
Even if the old monk Fa Ming was beaten to death for no reason, he could still cover it up. The most he could do was to be punished and suffer compensation.
Things happen for a reason, and it is not too difficult to solve the problem after killing someone.
However, if the grand plan of Buddhism is ruined, even if his status is ten times higher, he will still be unable to eat and walk around, and may end up in the animal world.
Which one is light and which one is serious, he can clearly distinguish.
At this time, at Yang Lin's home court, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't talk about it, and he was feeling suffocated in his chest, which was really uncomfortable.
Without saying a word, he rolled up his long sleeves and rolled up half of Wei Wuji's body and the crying woman in the city. With a movement of his body, he pierced the air with his sword and returned directly to Chang'an.
The green screen of +500,000 martial luck value flashed across, and Yang Lin finally couldn't help laughing.
"This sword is really good. I didn't dare to touch you at first, and I couldn't find a reason to do it, but you decided to come up and try it out. It's really good."
Yang Lin felt very comfortable after defeating the enemy with one palm and defeating the reincarnated immortal at the peak of the fifth level.
He knew that even if Wei Zheng figured out everything that happened in Jiangzhou City, he would only lose his teeth and swallow his blood.
Because he can't do anything.
Of course, this kind of hatred can accumulate until more than ten years later. When that day comes, we will settle the accounts with ourselves.
But he certainly could not have imagined that when Tang Monk came to take revenge more than ten years later, things might have changed and the situation would never be the same again.
Now, I am still a little short of breaking through to the late stage of the fifth level. The three incarnations of Jing, Qi and Shen are already able to take on their own responsibility. When my cultivation reaches the peak of the fifth level, standing under the barrier of the human world, I may be incalculably powerful.
Even if the true immortal from heaven descends to earth, he is not without the strength to fight.
Will it be difficult to break the situation by then?
The most important thing is that after experiencing these events, the gate to the heavens of his martial arts has been opened 100%.
Once things are not harmonious, you can retreat at any time, return to the Republic of China, and return to the time and space of the Eagle Shooting and the Tang Dynasty world.
In the White Snake World, even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not keep him. If he wanted to keep himself under the suppression of the human barrier, even if the Buddha came, it would be difficult.
"It's strange. Monk Faming is dead and Buddhism hasn't reacted yet. Is there really a saying that one day in heaven and one year on earth?"
"Don't gods always pay attention to what happens in the lower world? In this case, I have some ideas."
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