Guishan looked at Lang Feng: "I never thought that the Pure Heart Jade Art would have such an effect! You haven't gotten rid of your inner demons, and you have become one with him."

Lang Feng looked at the four Buddha statues still in place, as if nothing had happened. He no longer looked down upon the four Buddha statues. Hearing Gui Shan's words, he said: "What is the original mind? What is the inner demon? The state of pure heart.

It allows people to truly see themselves. The inner demons can be born and destroyed. If you want to get rid of the inner demons, just destroy the original mind."

Guishan said: "Amitabha, if you can understand this truth, the inner demons will not arise. This is your original intention, but you have not let go of your mind before."

Lang Feng thought of Zhi Dian and said, "Since the Pure Heart Realm has such a wonderful effect, why doesn't Master help Zhi Dian get rid of his inner demons?"

Guishan said: "Zhi Dian is not as good as you. His inner demon is too strong and far beyond his body's control. As you said, if you remove it, you will live forever. How can you get rid of it?"

Lang Feng said: "Is it possible that Zhi Dian has been controlled by the inner demon like this?"

Gui Shan said: "The inner demons are extinguished in the heart. If you don't enter the sea of ​​suffering, you don't experience disasters, and the inner demons are not eliminated, Lang Feng, you go. The matter of Nan Jian Wu will be answered by someone who is destined to answer it for you."

Lang Feng thought in his heart: "These people speak mysteriously and deliberately. I am traveling by myself. I don't believe I can't find out the whereabouts of Nan Jianwu." Thinking of this, he said: "Lang Feng takes his leave."

After that, I walked down the mountain.

When they were almost at the bottom of the mountain, an old monk caught Lang Feng’s attention.

The old monk's face was fair and his eyes were filled with light. He was sweeping a large pile of leaves to the foot of the tree. The old monk was sweeping with great difficulty. It seemed that these leaves weighed hundreds of kilograms.

Lang Feng stepped forward and said: "Master, it's so difficult to sweep these leaves."

The old monk didn't even raise his head and said: "Young people have never swept the fallen leaves, so they don't know how heavy they are!"

Lang Feng laughed and said: "Come on, let me scan it."

The old monk handed over the broom in his hand, and Lang Feng took it. He suddenly felt that the broom weighed tens of thousands of pounds, and he could hardly hold it and fell to the ground.

The old monk said: "Well, I can't even hold the broom, and I still have to sweep the fallen leaves. Young man, if you have a little strength, just tell me, come on, come on, give it to me." He took it easily and started sweeping it slowly.

Lang Feng no longer dared to look down on the old monk and bowed, saying: "Junior is frivolous and bumped into the master. Master forgives me."

The old monk laughed and said: "Knowing that you are frivolous, there is a remedy. Come and sweep all these leaves away."

Lang Feng hurriedly took the broom and struggled to pick it up, but it was light and weightless.

Lang Feng knew that he had been tricked by this old monk, and he suddenly realized it and said hurriedly: "It turns out to be Master Jingming!"

The old monk said: "I have been sweeping the land here for more than two hundred years, and I have long forgotten who I am."

Lang Feng said: "Master, why do you want to sweep the floor here?"

The old monk said: "You must sweep away the dust and purify the soul of heaven and earth."

Lang Feng sighed and said: "I can't understand these words of the master. I'll take my leave, junior."

"Go, if you want to know about Nan Jian Wu, you might want to go to Xuanmen!" After the old monk finished speaking, he waved his broom and all the leaves on the ground turned into dust and fell into the ground.

Lang Feng stood still and turned around, saying, "Nan Jianwu has ever been to Xuanmen?"

The old monk said: "You will know when you go there."

Lang Feng turned around and said, "Thank you, Master Jingming."

After Lang Feng went far away, the old monk said: "No need to thank me, Zhidian will come to you in the future, and I will ask you to help him get out of the sea of ​​suffering."

After Lang Feng left Buddhism, he prepared to go to Xuanmen, but he didn't know where Xuanmen was for the moment, so he had to find some cultivators to find out.

After Wu Jieao said goodbye to Lang Feng, he returned to the Demon Gate Altar the next day. As soon as he entered the door, he saw King Ming lying on a chair with his brows closed, seemingly worried.

Wu Jieao said: "Why did you call me back? There is no relationship between us anymore."

There was a trace of pain in King Ming's eyes, and he said: "You must be my biological son, how come it doesn't matter?"

Wu Jieao laughed "haha" and said: "Son? Why would your biological son be sent to Tianmen to die? Why don't you even know who your mother is? Tell me!"

King Ming often took a breath and said: "Why do you need to know this? It would be better not to know."

Wu Jieao calmly said: "In that case, why do you still care about me? What's the use of calling me back?"

King Daming said: "It was the leader of the Holy Sect who called you back."

Wu Jieao said: "Master of the Holy Sect! Humph, you will always be a coward!"

King Ming got angry and cursed: "What did you say? How dare you call your father a coward!"

Wu Jie'ao met King Ming's gaze without any fear, but King Ming dodged for a moment. Wu Jie'ao sneered and suddenly said: "If I can take over the position of sect leader, do you have the courage to sit on him?"

King Ming trembled all over, looked at Wu Jieao with strange eyes, and said after a while: "What are you talking about?"

Wu Jie'ao said: "You can see the depth of my elder brother's cultivation now. Moreover, he is accompanied by the Ancient Dragon Emperor. If I plead for mercy, my elder brother will definitely take action!"

Prince Ming's lips trembled and he said: "You, you are too ignorant. Lang Feng alone can seize the master of the Demon Sect!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you! As long as you tell my mother who she is, I will help you get the magic door." After Wu Jieao said that, he went out.

King Ming stood silently for a long time, his eyes suddenly bright and then dark.

After Wu Jieao went out, he reached a distance and was immediately stopped by the Young Palace Master and the Scorpion Red Spider.

The Young Palace Master hid behind the Red Scorpion Spider and scolded: "Wu Jieao, where have you been these past few days?"

Wu Jieao raised his eyes and said, "Who do you think you are? You dare to come and interfere with my affairs."

The Young Palace Master said: "You, you, you dare to scold me..."

Wu Jieao said: "If I want to kill you, it's up to me."

The young palace master looked at Wu Jieao's eyes and couldn't help but take two steps back.

The Scorpion Red Spider scolded: "It depends on your future" and pointed at Wu Jieao and said: "Wu Jieao, as a disciple of the Holy Sect, how dare you go to Tianmen? Are you going to violate the Holy Sect?"

Wu Jieao said: "If you want to cause trouble, find a clever reason, you can tell me to kill the Holy King!"

The Scorpion Red Spider was shocked: "What did you say? You, do you still have the Holy King in your eyes?"

"Haha, haha, it turns out that a hero comes from a young age, and he is as heroic as I was back then." The Holy King and the Ghost Strategist came side by side.

The young palace master hurriedly ran over and said: "Dad, Wu Jie'aomu Wuzun, please kill him quickly!"

The Holy King ignored the Young Palace Master and said: "There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Holy Sect now, but all of them have mediocre qualifications, which completely loses our ambition. Alas! Think about the four of us back then, who in the world was not afraid of us? Although the Shadow Sword refused to let us in.

But the three of us are enough to make the world frightened."

Wu Jieao said: "I wonder who the other person is?"

The Holy King hesitated for a moment and said, "It's okay to tell you that the other person is the blood witch with the same name as me and your father."

Wu Jieao muttered: "Blood Witch!"

The Holy King said: "That's right! She is actually Lang Feng's mother."

Wu Jieao was shocked and said: "The Blood Witch is Brother Langfeng's mother?"

The Holy King said: "Haha, Shadow Sword and Blood Witch were originally husband and wife. How strange is it that Lang Feng is Blood Witch's mother!"

Wu Jieao said: "That's it! Brother will be very happy when he hears this news."

The Holy King said: "But it's a pity that both the Shadow Sword and the Blood Witch died at the hands of Tianmen Nan Jianwu, and our sect's talents have withered. As the sect leader, you don't know how heartbroken I am."

Wu Jie'ao said: "Why should the Holy King be worried? The Master Xie Mei Sect's cultivation is so deep that I'm afraid the world will be in a hurry. If anything happens, the Sect King will take care of it."

The Holy King said: "But Master left eight years ago and has never come back. We are very worried. However, with Master's cultivation level, even if he wants to hide, we can't find him."

The Young Palace Master saw that the Holy King was so polite to Wu Jie'ao, and couldn't help but feel angry.

Wu Jieao suddenly remembered something and asked, "Holy King, I wonder where one of my childhood companions went?"

The Holy King was thoughtful and said, "Are you talking about the boy named Demon Servant?"

Wu Jieao's eyes flashed and he said: "That's right."

The Holy King said: "Well, he went with your master later, and your master insisted on taking him with him..."

"Holy King, why are you talking so much to this kid?" King Ming suddenly appeared and interrupted the two of them.

The Holy King laughed and said: "It turns out to be King Ming. I just told Jie Ao about the past, and by the way, I also told him about the Blood Witch."

Prince Ming's face suddenly turned black, and he said: "What! You actually said something about the Blood Witch. We agreed not to do anything about these things. How could you go back on your word?" The black energy spread all over the body instantly, and murderous aura spread everywhere.

The Holy King looked at the furious King Ming and said, "King Ming, you are so arrogant and domineering, do you still have eyes for me, the Holy King?"

King Ming laughed and said: "You and I are brothers, but you trust outsiders and don't trust me. I have tolerated all this, but you still bring up what happened back then, how can I tolerate it?" King Ming has become a brother.

Ghost shadow, the void seems to be torn apart

Suddenly two shadows flashed in, and King Ming attacked him. The two shadows were extremely fast, like ghosts. When they approached King Ming, they were already full of ghosts.

King Ming looked at the two people who were attacking him, and seemed to understand something. The strength in his body surged, and the demonic energy that swallowed the sky and the earth rolled towards the two people.

"Haha! King Ming, do you want to block the ghost clan's figure?" The two shadow figures suddenly appeared, and when they reappeared, the two mysterious lights in their hands had penetrated into King Ming's body.

King Ming's body trembled for a while, and the black energy around him suddenly dissipated, and he knelt down softly on the ground.

There was a hint of murderous intent in Wu Jieao's eyes, but he didn't move at all.

The two black shadows succeeded in one attack and then fled away.

King Ming tried his best to hold himself up, laughed miserably, and said: "Brother, it seems that you have indeed changed."

The Holy King stepped forward and said: "Junior Brother, why are you embarrassing me? You want to take action against me. I have no choice but to do this."
To be continued...