In the world of white sun where sandalwood is faintly scented, the bright clouds shrouding a certain mountain top flash slightly.

“It’s finally August 15th!”

After Wang Yuan pushed open the "door", it was not the imperial garden that led to it, but the interior of [Sanyang Small Realm].

The world of Baiyang, which symbolizes the future in which light and darkness have their respective places, is also the ideal world of Baiyang in the "Tao of Inanimate Life"!

At the foot of the mountain, I saw a precious tower with a throne, and a temple with a famous place on it; the valley was filled with the sound of the earth, and the environment was still and scattered with the fragrance of heaven.

The green pines cover the high pavilion with rain, and the green bamboos leave clouds to protect the lecture hall. The red balustrades and jade doors, the painted pillars and withered beams. The seats are filled with incense while talking about scriptures, and the moonlight is in the windows. Birds are singing in the elixir tree, and cranes are drinking by the stone spring.

It is true that the world of mortals cannot reach the true fairyland, but the quiet earth has a good Taoist temple.

The paradise on earth seems to be nothing more than this.

Compared with this, Beimang Mountain Blessed Land, which started from scratch, can only be called a "humble house".

If you use the scenery here to attract believers, let them believe that this is the "Longhua Society" where they will go to life after death.

I'm afraid no one will doubt it at all.

Everyone will even compete to dedicate all their belongings to the "path of no life". Everyone is not afraid of death, just to be able to be reborn as soon as possible.

Back when Wang Yuan was outside using [Look up three feet to see the gods] to take a peek.

I have already noticed that the scale of this [Sanyang Small Realm] is much larger than the ordinary [Inner World].

It wasn't until I stood here that I was sure that there were at least several counties in Baiyang World alone.

The three worlds of Qingyang, Hongyang, and Baiyang combined are probably as powerful as one mansion. There is a high probability that they are not the legacy of the ordinary [Qingzhuan Master].

He believed that he was a person who had reached the realm of [Corpse Execution] and was only one step away from the [Corpse Execution Immortal].

Looking at this good place where at least seven or eight "Immortal Mansion Projects" could be launched, Mr. Wang only had two words echoing in his heart:

"want to!"

It's a pity that although Hong Lianzi, Qing Yezi, and Yu Jiezi's combined Taoist authority is lower than Su Guyun's, it's even lower than him.

The combined moral conduct of the three of them is far superior to his.

What's more, these people don't know how many years they have been refining this fundamental treasure of the "Three Yang Sect".

It is completely unrealistic to usurp it overnight.

But it is easy for Wang Yuan to temporarily open a "back door" without anyone noticing, communicate with the outside world, or even bring in backup support.

He pinched the secret in his hand and shouted softly:

"disease!"

A Dharma light floated behind his head, and the three golden, white, and black lotuses flashed slightly, and a new identity authority was written into the underlying rules of [Sanyang Small Realm].

Through the medium of [Sanyang Small Realm], a signal agreed in advance was sent out in the form of the small realm itself [Fu Guang Edict].

Those who hold the edict can directly travel unimpeded in the [One-Day Imprisonment Bureau] and [Three Yang Small Realm].

"Doing this as an undercover agent can be regarded as the most benevolent thing, right?

The peak mage of the [Divine Transformation] realm... [Jiuqu Xingjun] Du Sanbei, is responsible for executing the last order of [Da Si Ming]."

“I always felt that [Nine Soldiers]’s reaction was a bit weird this time.

Now even this kind of [One-Day Imprisonment Bureau] that almost makes people overturn has appeared, but [Da Siming] has never had the intention to deal with Wu Sheng Dao in advance.

Instead, they allowed them to gather manpower and population, as if they were deliberately waiting for something.

By the way, Sister Ruan is not afraid that us undercover agents will be scared away, is there something else she is hiding from us?"

Having reached this stage, Wang Yuan looked back at what happened in the past month or two, feeling a little suspicious.

And the only thing that can make a [Corpse Executor] spend several months patiently planning is probably...

"Old Buddha of no life? It's not like... right?!"

Mr. Wang, who has been through fire and water, is as smart as a monkey. Even though the answer to the mystery has not yet been revealed, he has already guessed it.

Winter! Winter! Winter!...

In an instant, my heart beat faster than [Yufu Lei Shu].

I looked up at the continuous temples not far ahead.

Wang Yuan immediately turned around and transformed into a handsome little monk with a golden lotus on his head, red lips and white teeth, and a moon-white monk's robe.

The aura on his body also suddenly dropped to the level of true energy that is not eye-catching in [Sanyang Small Realm] now.

He gingerly opened the "Little Book of Life and Death" and cursed [Da Siming] in secret for being an unloyal man. He was about to revise his annals.

"Right ahead, I just saw a three-color precious light flashing here!"

"This [Three Yang Small Realm] has been passed down by our 'Three Yang Sect' for almost two thousand years. Maybe there are some treasures left by our predecessors!"

"That's right, let's hurry up. It's finally our turn to rest, and we don't have to sit in the [One-Day Imprisonment Bureau] anymore.

Don't let other channels take our treasure away."

Mixed human voices suddenly sounded from the bottom of the mountain. After just a few breaths, three figures dressed as monks rushed to the top of the mountain carrying a scorching strong wind.

Seeing Wang Yuan standing here, his face was startled for a moment, and then he pointed at him and said in a stern voice:

"Which branch are you from?

Don’t you know that this [Sanyang Small Realm] is the property of our Sanyang Sect? All the treasures here belong to our Sanyang Sect.

If you are wise, please hand over your treasures immediately!"

As he said this, the three monks who all had the realm of red seal script gathered around Wang Yuan.

The greed in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

He even secretly despised the fact that the Northern "Wu Sheng Dao" branch had been gathering for only half a year, but there was still such a fool who dared to be alone?

Not only did he want the treasure today, but he also shared his natal lotus seed!

The three of them nodded to each other.

Dozens of flaming golden lotuses suddenly rose above the head, and the flames were connected to each other. Even if they were in the ordinary [Yin Shen] state, they would not be able to gain any benefit.

Seeing them appear, Wang Yuan's face was not surprised but happy:

"Ha, you came just in time."

He just stretched out his hand and grabbed them casually.

When he opened his palm again, there were already three more golden lotus seeds in his palm, with perfect eyebrows and the same appearance as the three of them.

Plop!

There were huge bloody holes in the three chests, and the dead monks fell to the ground slumped.

In front of Wang Yuan, who has the higher authority of "Inanimate Dao", the three masters did not even have a chance to resist.

Wang Yuan casually threw a few lotus seeds into his mouth and swallowed them like chewing jelly beans.

"Huh?"

His eyes lit up immediately.

This was the first time he ate a member of the Wusheng Taoist disciple after he had cultivated the [Three-hole Dharmakaya].

However, it was unexpectedly discovered that these natal lotus seeds carefully cultivated by the evil heretics of the "Innocence Dao" actually allowed the magical power of "Three Flowers Gathering on the Top" to gain a slight growth.

As for the specific benefits, I'm afraid you need to eat a few more to see it.

At this time, "Little Book of Life and Death" has regained contact with the outside world through the formation.

After re-completing the missing two days of information, the pages of the book continued to turn.

After pondering for a while, Wang Yuan sketched out his seventh layer of vest behind his own ambition:

Bookkeeper Geng: Jin Chanzi

Position: A true disciple of the Sanyang Sect of "Wushengdao", a junior fellow student of the same generation as Honglianzi, Qingyezi, and Yujiezi...

Well, when they all die, the kind that can inherit everything openly and honestly.

He knows about vests!

The aura on his body suddenly changed, and coupled with the Taoist methods of the [Three-hole Dharmakaya], there was no flaw at all.

"Wusheng Dao" can rely on his own "time" power to trick him, and he can naturally rely on the "Small Book of Life and Death"'s "reincarnation" power to trick them.

At this time, not counting the merits of the Nine Soldiers, Wang Yuan's [Yin De] on his books has reached 1.02 million.

Spending fifty or sixty thousand [Yin De] to create a new identity is as easy as sprinkling water.

What bothers him now is what should he use after all the "A, B, C, D, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Rengui" are used up in the next ten days?

However, when the memories of the three people emerged from Wang Yuan's heart, his expression suddenly changed:

"No! The killing banquet is about to start in advance? And it will start with the felons in the prison in Yunjing City and the prisoners in Qingyang World first?"

When Huoran raised his head.
To be continued...