In Xia Weiyuan, I am physically immune to divination.

The Buddhist Pure Land was majestic and vast. The monk-Buddha with several relics on his chest stretched out his hand, with a vast golden light on his palm, which was vaguely as big as a Buddhist temple. He shook it towards Wei Yuan, and the strong wind between his fingers was powerful and intimidating.

This place was the opponent's home court, so it was not suitable for a long battle.

Wei Yuan decisively cut off the connection with his original true spirit.

The Buddhist guardian god with his hands clasped together and an eagle on his shoulder returned to his original stereotyped compassionate appearance.

So the monk Buddha stopped his hand in front of the guardian god, frowned slightly, and said:

"This beast has escaped..."

"I don't know where it came from."

The monk Buddha walked to the guardian god, but did not find any changes in the guardian god. He had to put his hands together and replied: "It seems that it is an invasion by an external demon. It is an evil spirit from the outer demons. It dares to invade the pure land of the Great Leiyin Temple."

The Buddha, who sat high on the lotus platform and whose face was almost invisible, said:

"The world is undergoing a great change. It is the time for my Buddha to be born to save all living beings. There is no room for any mistakes."

"We should be compassionate and use thunderbolt methods."

"Mercy, mercy, who will capture this beast?"

If Wei Yuan is here In the temple, one must be surprised that these monks and Buddhas, who were supposed to be transformed by the relic, seemed to have their own will and judgment. One of the gods and Buddhas with a compassionate face came out, put his hands together, and said:

"Amitabha, I have great supernatural powers, and I can see the past, the future, and all sentient beings."

"You can capture this beast."

The other monks and Buddhas all said: "Good, good."

The god and Buddha who spoke earlier stretched out his palm, with five fingers slightly open. It was obviously a means of divination, but he insisted on saying it was a great supernatural power. Wei Yuan took back his consciousness, his head was a little swollen, and he felt that he had been in contact with that true spirit for a short time. His ears were buzzing, all of which were the sounds of chanting Buddha and reciting scriptures.

He even had a nosebleed because of the forced interruption.

But he still had to force himself to stay awake and record the part of Buddhist knowledge he needed.

He had only memorized half of it when he suddenly had an idea. His whole body of Taoism was reminding him in advance. According to the records he had exchanged from the Han Dynasty's arsenal, this was the natural reaction of a cultivator who was good at divination when someone else divined the secrets of heaven.

Without a doubt, it was definitely the Buddhist sect that had just been severely plundered.

Wei Yuan didn't want to be seen as an identity and add to the trouble. He took out the Mountain God's edict and blocked it in front of him, directing all the secrets of heaven into the Mountain God's seal. Strictly speaking, this Mountain God was also him.

I am still me in a vest, no problem at all.

Wei Yuan added silently in his heart, and continued to copy the scriptures quickly while blocking his nosebleed.

He secretly complained that he had never been so diligent before the college entrance examination.

In that quiet place, the monk Buddha grasped the secret, chanted a Buddhist name, and went to see who was doing this. He opened his eyes wide and wanted to see who it was. He thought he saw a young man wearing short sleeves, loose trousers, and sneakers.

But in an instant, the picture changed, and the monk stumbled back.

In this quiet place of Lingshan, a man with a high hat and a wide belt suddenly appeared. This was just an illusion. A unique ancient aura belonging to the ancestral temple of the mountain overflowed, disrupting the original Buddhist aura. His expression was indifferent, and there was a sense of vicissitudes that spanned a long time. His eyes looked down at this quiet place calmly.

The monk Buddha couldn't save his face, and chanted a Buddhist name, saying:

"The Great Leiyin Temple, how can you be so presumptuous!"

"Amitabha, you are so arrogant, I am here to see your footsteps!"

Hand pinched the Great Fearless Vajra Seal

The ancient image disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The monk Buddha forced his magical powers to look into the past and future, trying to find the man's past.

The scene in front of him disappeared, and he saw a mountain instead. He knew it was just a mountain god. This mountain should be the ancestral land. It didn't look like a famous mountain like the Five Sacred Mountains. It seemed to be just a remote mountain that he had never seen before. He didn't know the vastness of Buddhism, so he was naturally not afraid. So the monk Buddha used his magical powers again, and the mountain appeared in front of him, suddenly becoming huge.

He was slightly surprised, but he saw people wearing simple clothes, singing distant songs, seeing an ancient altar on the mountain, seeing the Taotie pattern that only existed in the Shang Dynasty, and hearing the language of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

Singing and dancing, the years passed, and the feeling of vicissitudes of life was revealed before his eyes.

Time itself has the power to make anyone lose their mind, and now seeing this scene directly, the Buddhist monk was also slightly distracted and speechless. He suddenly felt something was wrong and was about to stop, but the ancestral vein and sacrifices all disappeared.

The only one left was a lazy and gentle young man.

He lay on the ground with his arms resting on his head, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, looking at the vast starry sky in a daze.

The youngest son of Emperor Yao.

An important minister of Dayu.

He was also the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty -

His name was Qi, which means contract.

The ancestor of the Shenzhou calendar, of course, more importantly, the ancestor of astrology and divination on this land, and the ancestor who opened the precedent of the Shang Dynasty's heavy divination.

Buddhist monk: "..."

No,

I just wanted to calculate the origin of this mountain...

Not really, really...

At this moment, he felt a chill running up his back.

He was about to stop immediately, but the young man who was carefully watching the changes in the stars and predicting the future was stunned, then lowered his head. He seemed to see some future inspiration from the starry sky, and seemed to realize that someone was predicting himself in the distant future.

Surprised, then smiled slightly.

He casually responded with a move.

......

In the Lingshan Wonderland, many Buddha and Bodhisattva statues looked at the monk who had made the move and suddenly froze.

Then he looked terrified.

The Vajra Fearless Seal in his hand dissipated, and he quickly stood up and tried to retreat.

With a crisp sound, the relics were directly turned into powder.

Many Buddhas and Vajra looked at each other in silence for a long time. One of them said, "This kind of foreign demon is really vicious and evil, but it seems that it has already taken precautions against the past and the future. I have a magical power that can see the eight directions of heaven and earth, the three thousand worlds, just like reading a text on the palm of your hand. I am willing to give it a try."

He also stood up and used his magical power again.

The man with a tall hat and a wide belt and an ancient temperament appeared again.

The 'Bodhisattva' stretched out his hand and wanted to predict the eight directions and the three thousand worlds. With the blessing of the Buddhist Pure Land, these magical powers are indeed incredible. Following that ray of inspiration, they appeared in an unfamiliar place and also felt that mountain.

Wei Yuan relied on the induction of the mountain god seal to perceive what the Buddhists did.

The divine power transmission track, on the contrary, guided the Buddhist magical power to follow the clues to the ancestral vein of the Shang Dynasty.

Wei Yuan was about to forcibly mobilize the mountain god seal and use the power of the Shang Dynasty ancestral vein to suppress the spiritual power of the monk Buddha, but he faintly "saw" a spiritual thought of the monk Buddha rising into the air, shining in all directions like the sun, and then extremely magnificent, with a thunderous voice, almost like a demonstration: "Amitabha, where are the evildoers, why don't you quickly show up and convert to my Buddha?!" The voice continued to come out with the Buddhist lion roar method. Then it slowly spread out in this mountain and sea world, and the sound continued to overflow, layer by layer, solemn and upright, with the spirit of Vajra to subdue all external demons. Wei Yuan originally planned to stop it, but he couldn't help but gasp. Subconsciously took a step back. Yes, it must be said that this monk Buddha's move is very good. It is majestic, magnificent, and has the spirit to subdue external demons. Awesome, awesome.

But, but, this is the world of mountains and seas...

Even King Yu didn't dare to be so arrogant.

They have to be exiled bit by bit.

You are so strong, does the Buddha know?

The monk just made a bold statement and was about to look around with his eyes, but he saw a red dragon from the west, huge, with a human head and a dragon body. When he slowly opened his eyes, the world he was in was shining brightly. When he closed his eyes, it was dark, and the eyes fell on him.

"...Who are you?"

There was another winged tiger, ferocious and majestic, almost wanting to devour all living things.

When Qiongqi saw the monk, he suddenly laughed and said playfully:

"So that's the case, I like this person, you are not allowed to kill him."

"I want to have some fun."

The expression on the monk's face slowly solidified.

Qiongqi's claws scratched his bald head, leaving several bloody marks.

It hurt a lot.

But he didn't dare to move, didn't dare to move.

"Hmm?? Wait a minute..."

Qiongqi, who always liked to kill good people and give alms to evil people, had a frozen expression. He circled around the monk, sniffed slightly, and suddenly frowned and said, "Wait a minute, why do you smell like that Yuan?!"

"Do you know him?"

The murderous intent was cold, and the monk's body was stiff, and he felt his scalp tingling.

He wanted to say that he didn't know that Yuan at all.

But it was too late. The last picture flashed before his eyes, which was the grinning Qiongqi and the tiger claws waving down viciously.

Poor monk, it's wronged!

In the Pure Land of Buddhism, the second Buddhist monk who was calculating the origin of the person who attacked him suddenly collapsed. This time it was even more cruel. No one knew what happened to him. The three relics on his body turned into powder and scattered cleanly with the wind. The Pure Land of Buddhism was also silent.

There was a silence, only the big Buddha sitting in the center put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and said:

"Don't look at the past or the future, don't look in all directions."

"This beast is vicious, it is no longer a foreign demon, it is the demon king."

"Let me take him down."

He paused and said, "If the demon's flames are raging, I can't control him."

"I'm afraid we have to be cautious for a while."

The monks, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this place who were transformed by the relics all put their hands together and said "good, good". The big Buddha with hundreds of relics around him no longer dared to talk big and talk about the past, the future, and the three thousand worlds. He just cautiously grabbed the ancient man himself.

......

Wei Yuan went through the Buddhist scriptures in his mind thoroughly.

Then, he noticed that there was a third Buddhist divination, and this time it was coming straight towards him. If it was the first two times, he would not be afraid, but this time, although the momentum was not huge, it was extremely heavy, giving people a sense of heaviness.

Wei Yuan thought seriously.

Confirmed that he could not win.

So without hesitation, he turned around, pinched his nose, and jumped directly into the Huai River.

"Water Lord, Water Lord!!"

......

Wuzhiqi was studying his underwater power generation facilities, which were purely based on the Thunder Method. With extremely condensed and refined mana, he turned into a power generation system model, and indeed achieved a very stable water thunder output method. While he was thinking, he saw Wei Yuan coming with the water.

Seeing that he seemed a little hurried, Wuzhiqi suppressed his pride.

He even gave up the mana protection for his achievements, pretending to be indifferent, and then said indifferently:

"Oh? You came at the right time."

"I looked at the so-called electricity today, and I have some insignificant ideas. You can..."

Wei Yuan arrived, and a golden hand behind him reached down.

The torrent surged.

Wu Zhiqi was busy for a long time, using mana to simulate the characteristics of parts bit by bit, and then smashed the stable water thunder device made up of thousands of parts into powder. With a snap, nothing was left. Wu Zhiqi's eyes were dull, and then the four words "taste" slowly came out of his mouth.

He fell into silence and looked at Wei Yuan who was smiling bitterly.

The golden hand slowly closed, and a voice was kind and solemn: "Amitabha."

"Donor, I want to invite you to my Great Leiyin Temple for a chat."

Wuzhiqi's face darkened, and he looked at Wei Yuan and said to himself:

"Great Leiyin Temple?"

He stretched out his hand, picked up Wei Yuan and put him aside, full of anger, and grinned while twisting his fingers:

"You, get out of the way."

"I'll do it!"

......

At this moment, the big Buddha over there was overjoyed, but his expression was gentle and solemn, and he just said "good, good."

Then he retracted his hand.

He caught it.

He still looked like a human.