Chapter 28 The devil acts.

Chapter 28 The devil acts.

  How can the rise and fall of dynasties in the world be as worrying as the cup of wine in front of you?

  Wang Yuan, who desperately tried to escape back to his lair, was not in the mood to pay attention to the human world at all. Because the problem in front of him is much more troublesome and urgent than the collapse of heaven and falling to earth.

  The entire "Soldier Master Demon Army Strategy" still cannot suppress the demon that unified Wang Yuan.

  Isn't this the secret method of military strategism? Or has the devil's resistance become stronger? Wang Yuan feels that it is both.

  Wang Yuan smashed the jade slip recording the skills on the cave wall. He knew he needed to calm down, but now his heart was filled with anger that had nowhere to vent.

  "What a cheater! You worked so hard to get this piece of trash back!" He raised his hand and slapped the demon that was dangling in front of him. Wang Yuan didn't even look carefully at whether it was the one transformed by his left ear or the right ear. It's probably an ear anyway.

  "Strict military laws can't control these demons. How can I still be asked to learn the way of enlightenment and teach..." "

  Hiss--!" Wang Yuan took a deep breath and carefully caught the flash. The lost aura of "etiquette, etiquette, and cannibalistic etiquette!"

  Without enough time to thank Dr. Zhou who had brought a shadow to his childhood, and to capture his right hand that was still on the run, Wang Yuan cast a spell to conjure a set of stone tables and chairs, and transformed himself into a set of stone tables and chairs. The yellow paper he usually used to practice drawing talismans was spread out, and he carefully recorded his inspirations.

  "Use etiquette instead of military law to restrain a demon!"

  "Confucian etiquette is not enough, other etiquette is needed!"

  "What is etiquette? It's a manifestation of class! It's morality and customs! It's reverence and praise for the unknown and fear! It's a kind of offering and gift!" Wang Yuan quietly looked at the sentences he wrote on the yellow paper with his magic power

  . There are already new plans. The futile anger before turned into crazy action at this time!

  "Everyone above the True Immortal has run away! I'm afraid of a bird!" The

  melodious bells resounded throughout the entire Huangling Mountain. Wang Yuan could have summoned his disciples through sound transmission, but in order to gain more momentum for the next action, He rang the large bell, a magical weapon that had been placed in the bell tower on the top of the mountain and had not been used for a long time.

  When the two disciples Tang Zhong and Lu Qingzhi heard the bell, they rushed to the main hall without hesitation. Unlike them, Chang Wu, who was still a registered disciple, hesitated.

  At this time, he was packing his bags with his close brothers, but he had made plans to leave Huangling Mountain quietly. The summoning bell undoubtedly made them sit up and take notice.

  "What should I do, senior brother?" A timid junior brother asked in a panic.

  "Put down your things, let's go to the main hall!" Chang Wu was undoubtedly a decisive person, and he made a decision after thinking for a while.

  "Aren't we going to run away?" someone asked reluctantly.

  "Master, this old man has been released from seclusion, and this barren mountain has been stabilized. Why should we run away? Do you really want to be like those people and become a dog for a bald donkey?" Chang Wu looked at the person who spoke like an idiot, At the same time, he refuted mercilessly.

  Mortal monks in the heaven also have their own information channels. Although the information flow is not as convenient as that of the true immortals, they will still receive some specious news about major events such as the impending collapse of the heaven.

  It was precisely because of the vague news and Wang Yuan's hurried retreat after returning from heaven that Chang Wu and the other registered disciples who had little support wanted to flee.

  As for where they plan to escape, it's hard to say anywhere else. Isn't there a Cixin Peak five hundred miles away? It's not just a day or two since Buddhism opened its door to convenience, your credibility is guaranteed!

  "Shouldn't there be hundreds of disciples under my sect? Why are there only about fifty left now?" Wang Yuan looked at the sparse disciples in the hall and couldn't help but feel doubtful.

  He did not reflect on how he disciplined his disciples. He said that he led a sheep-herding class, which was a serious insult to the word "teacher's ethics".

  "The manpower is a bit tight, but if you work hard, it should be enough!" Wang Yuan did not realize his mistake, and he felt relieved after thinking about his plan for a while.

  "Well, we still need to find time to curse those fleeing disciples. Otherwise, if I don't have time to pay attention to them, they will really treat me as a charity!" I don't know

  my master's thoughts, but everyone who should be there has arrived. , Tang Zhong led a group of disciples to pay tribute to Wang Yuan. Unlike that mortal imperial dynasty, even in a demon sect with the most unequal relationship between master and disciple, disciples do not need to kneel down to pay respect to their master, they only need to bow and salute.

  After all the disciples had finished paying their respects, Wang Yuan retracted his divergent thoughts and said directly without any hesitation: "As my master, I need you to leave the mountain immediately and go to all the surrounding witch villages to capture the wizards and bring them back alive. Master, you will be rewarded!"

  After hearing Wang Yuan's order, the disciples in the temple did not immediately obey the order. They looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally looked at Wang Yuan with fear, but no one dared answer.

  Looking at Wang Yuan, whose expression gradually turned gloomy, Tang Zhong helplessly replied: "Master, because of some rumors, most of the villages around us have moved their villages to the foot of Cixin Peak, hoping to capture the wizard there. There will definitely be a conflict with the monks from Cixin Peak, and it won't look good if the disciples lose the master's face, right?" "

  Cixin Peak? I passed there several times after being seriously injured, but I still didn't see Monk Huiji show up. I want to see him. This Arhat should have left this universe." Wang Yuan thought about this and felt certain in his heart.

  There is a unique system of titles for cultivation within Buddhism. Although it does not correspond completely, it can generally be compared with the Tao-Fruit system.

  The Arhat in Buddhism is equivalent to the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit or the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

  The Bodhisattva of Buddhism is equivalent to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.

  The great Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of Buddhism are equivalent to the Daluo Jinxian Dao Fruit.

  "It doesn't matter! As a teacher, I will go out in person and see who can stop me?" Without the intimidation of high-level power, Wang Yuan planned to show off his authority in front of his disciples, lest he come out of seclusion one day and find that all his disciples have run away. They're all clean, and if you don't say curses or curses to kill them, it's embarrassing to not have an errand boy, isn't it?

  Seeing his disciples bowing and obeying orders, Wang Yuan left the hall and returned to the Bone Cave. He needs to transform some demons from the previous "experimental products". Otherwise, with Wang Yuan's equipment completely gone, whether it is attacking mountains or blocking doors, it will be too cheap.

  ...

  Five hundred miles away at the foot of Cixin Peak, Meng Yan is leading the young men from his village to clear a piece of land covered with gravel. They just arrived here today with their village, so they can get such a place to stay. The place is not easy.

  "Brother Meng Yan, what kind of crisis do you think makes the village chief and the great wizard so worried? You don't even want to abandon the village and drive everyone to take refuge near the monk temple?" Masan asked Meng Yan while he was working.

  "Needless to say, it must be better than the time when the ancestor spirit was kidnapped..." A young man from the same village interjected.

  "What are you talking about!" Masan interrupted hurriedly, fearing that the young man's words would cause bad memories for Meng Yan.

  "It's okay, I've come out!" Meng Yan patted Masan on the shoulder and said, "I don't know what the crisis is, but I know that if I can worship the masters on this mountain as my disciples, I can protect them in the future. Our village has been won!"

  After hearing Meng Yan's words, the young people around him looked at the temple on the top of the mountain where the Buddha's light lingered.

  "Brother Meng Yan, you will definitely succeed!"

  When the young people at the bottom of the mountain looked at the top of the mountain, they did not know that two monks in the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain were also looking at them.

  "Uncle Huize, there are more and more mortals at the foot of the mountain. Allowing them to take root here will not only affect the purity of the temple, but also delay..." The older monk said respectfully to the young monk.

  "It doesn't matter, there is news from Pudutian that Bodhisattva of Glazed Light is planning to stay." Hui Ze, who had just stepped through the Immortal Gate and became the new leader of Cixin Peak, said, "With the protection of Bodhisattva, we can bring some mortals with us. After the great tribulation, they will all become the seeds of Guangda Buddhism!"

  "My Buddha is merciful! Disciples will arrange the selection now." The old monk naturally understood the meaning of Hui Ze's words, and left after saluting.

  But before he left the viewing pavilion, many escaping lights appeared in the sky.

  Just in the blink of an eye, more than fifty figures appeared in the sky above Cixin Peak.

  "I wonder if the holy monk Huiji is in the mountain? Wang Yuan of Huangtao Mountain and his disciples are here to visit!" The sound like the howling of demons echoed between the heaven and the earth. Those with low cultivation level will feel dizzy to varying degrees when they hear it. , even if you use magic to seal your ears, you can't avoid it.

  Monk Huize, who had been so majestic just now, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this, but as the strongest person on Cixin Peak at this time, he needed to shoulder his responsibilities.

  "Inform all the disciples to start the formation after I go out!"

  "Yes!"

  Wang Yuan is becoming more and more fond of activities like blocking doors that can express his own stress and relieve bad emotions. Of course, the premise is that he blocks other people's doors. The door is blocked, and the person blocked has no ability to fight back.

  So when Wang Yuan saw Monk Huize, he was shocked, but when he realized that he was just a rookie who had just entered the immortal sect, his shock turned into anger.

  Wang Yuan did not feel that he was moody at all. After blaming the mistake on the other party, he took action with peace of mind. He did not give the fair-skinned, handsome bald man opposite a chance to speak, and a colorful soul-killing divine light shone directly on his face. Go to paste.

  As a Buddhist monk who grew up in a temple, Huize didn't have many opportunities to fight. The only few experiences he had were with fellow disciples. How could he have seen someone like Wang Yuan who didn't follow the rules and start fighting right away? rogue?

  He reluctantly used the spiritual light of Buddha to block the incoming attack. Before Hui Ze could take a breath, the overwhelming demon rushed in front of him, and the defensive Buddha's spiritual light made a snapping sound. , it didn't last for a moment before it collapsed, and the next moment everything fell into darkness.

  "Demon Sea's tactics seem feasible! It's just not easy to control, and even the soul was not fished out accidentally!" After tying up the makeshift demon-raising bag, Wang Yuan smacked his lips and said regretfully in his heart.   　Turning to look at Cixin Peak where the Vajra Mandala

  array had been set up, Wang Yuan showed a cheerful smile, "Let's use this array to try my improved demon-transforming divine light!"

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