When Wei Ye turned around, Xu Xuanling had already pulled Cen Taizhen and Shen Qingning's two disciples worshipped: "Come and pay homage to your uncle!"

The call of "Master Uncle" was Xu Xuanling who wanted to lead his two disciples to the sect of Daohai Zongyuan.

Wei Ye smiled, and didn't care about Xu Xuanling's thoughts. He sat down on the chair and received a gift from the men of the two disciples and grandchildren. Then he said to Xu Xuanling: "Xuanling, you should also know the rules of my Daohai Zongyuan, but you have a responsibilities, regardless of the master or apprentice. Those who have no foundation, master and apprentice, will have different veins from the tribes, and will regard each other as strangers as strangers. This is the old habit of the pre-Qin alchemist, and it should not be the law of my Xuanmen. In the future, whether it is a master or uncle, it is better to mention it less and call Wei to call the mountain master."

This is a bit of a sound outside the painting. Xu Xuanling has been a preacher in Longxingguan for many years. He still has no shortage of spiritual awakening. He stood up and bowed and replied, "The Lord of the Mountain has taught me the lesson." Then he stood aside with his hands down.

Ignoring the Tuanzimao who was crawling up with his arms, Wei Ye looked at the two men who Xu Xuanling had taken up as his disciples in his early years. They were well-like and well-proportioned. They could not cover their tight muscles in their bodies, and they looked thick and big, as if they often did physical work. Wei Ye said, "Shen Zhao has been so generous and tragic that he should be like this. Since he has the intention to join me, I will pass on you an introductory trick to see how you understand."

While speaking, his fingertips and strokes had already inspired an inspiration to evolve, forming two curving talismans with faint light, which were penetrated into the eyebrows of Cen Taizhen and Shen Qingning.

These two talismans contain a set of methods of breathing and guidance that were deleted from the "Taiyi Hanzhen Nine Light Jade Book". Although it is just a small technique of breathing and introductory practice, it has a great advantage in refining the body and relieving diseases and condensing the Yuan and Centre Foundation. Even if ordinary people get this technique, they can enjoy the life of the three Yuan after practicing it, and will not have any diseases.

This is also because Wei Ye is more interested in seeing the changeable minds of the two brothers, and is more calm in their work.

However, Cen Taizhen knelt on the ground, and was both happy and worried. He kowtowed to Wei Ye again, and said stutteringly: "The mountain master is willing to give us immortal skills, which is a blessing that we can't cultivate for several lifetimes. However, my junior brother and I didn't love ourselves in the past, and we had already broken our bodies. After leaving Yuanyang, I am afraid that I can't cultivate immortal skills, and I will embarrass the mountain master in the future."

After saying that, he kowtowed again, Shen Qingning's face turned red and he kowtowed.

Wei Ye waved his hand and smiled, "It's just a breaking of the body of a boy. What's the big deal? That generation of health care practitioners who value inner alchemy started from their own essence and chose a little of the essence, thinking that it was the foundation of immortality. However, this true seed is the foundation of endless life. It was intercepted for one's own immortality, but it was a worm between heaven and earth. Therefore, although this generation can also obtain the fruit of immortality, and has been known as the immortal path, there are five hundred years of heavenly punishment, thunder tribulation, earth fire and wind disaster waiting for it. It is better to call it a demon than to call it a demon. You must also remember that if you only want to live for one's own immortality and tolerate the elixir, it will be useless to become an immortal like this generation, or even become a mountain guard ghost."

He was talking about it in a long time, but Sima Ling was shaking his bamboo cap and added a sentence for him: "Uncle, in order to break free from the gravity of the stars in the Three Walls, you tried your best to swallow Taiyi Xinghua, and then confused the secrets of heaven to trigger the thunder tribulation. You really have no right to laugh at those scattered immortals who were struck by lightning."

"That's because you can't force yourself, you can change your strength, do you know if you change your strength?"

Speaking of this, Wei Ye raised his hands, hugged Sima Ling who was lying on his head, and put it on the table, but his eyes suddenly swept out.

Xu Xuanling's cultivation is still far behind, but Wei Ye is different. The hidden aura that is more than ten miles away can be seen in a blink of an eye.

However, the qi flow seemed to be as bright as a sun, but there was a bit of eccentric and unexplainable taste. It was rare to be like Buddha or not Buddha. It seemed that several weak auras were scattered out and were coming towards Liu Xianzhu's temple.

However, Wei Ye was too lazy to pay attention to this little thing. He picked up Sima Ling and put it on his shoulder. He smiled at Xu Xuanling and said, "I am tired after saying so much gossip. Xuanling, this Liu Xianzhu Temple is half your hometown. Let's arrange a quiet room for me first, and then talk about the next ones. I'm afraid there will be guests to visit tonight. You can take Taizhen and Qingning and block them all."

Wei Ye said something lightly, but Xu Xuanling looked cautious and bowed and replied, "Abide by the orders of the Lord of the Mountain."

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As the dusk became darker, Liu Xianzhu's temple was also buried in the darkness.

In front of the statue of Emperor Zhaolie of Han, the eternal light was shaking. Although there was no wind, it was jumping continuously, as if it was about to be destroyed at any time. Xu Xuanling took a cushion, sat under the eaves in front of the hall, and gently shook the banana leaf fan in his hand. Cen Taizhen and Shen Qingning beside him held two jujube wooden sticks, one left and one right, guarding Xu Xuanling like a door god.

Xu Xuanling raised his head, but saw heavy clouds rising all over the sky, almost covering the moonlight. Only a few rays of moonlight were exposed in the black clouds that were turning, which made people feel depressed.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly rose, and the eternal light in the hall jumped suddenly and was blown out. In the sky, a black cloud seemed to fall straight to the ground.

Xu Xuanling frowned slightly. With the Langfeng Xuanyun fan in his hand, a breeze blew by, and the power of filth was contained in it. In a blink of an eye, the black clouds scattered into a slight black air. Even the clouds in the sky seemed to have dispersed a little, like the moonlight shining on the water, revealing twisted bodies with green all over the body, red hair, sharp teeth, pointed heads and long arms, like human beings, with muscles all over the body, and tiger skin tied around his waist, making waves of roaring sounds!

As soon as he waved the banana leaf fan in his hand, Xu Xuanling suddenly shouted: "Who is the Rakshasa ghost? How dare you offend me a pure temple!"

As he shouted, a green light flashed on Langfeng Xuanyun Fan, and a wind flew out like a blade, and suddenly a bloody flower was brought out on the shoulders of a red-haired Rakshasa.

At this moment, under the Yongle Zen Temple strata, on the mandala mandala arranged in the stone hall, a monk who took off his monk's robe and exposed his white flesh all over his body groaned, and his shoulders were shattered by a sharp blade for no reason, and a bunch of black blood splashed out!

However, due to this severe injury, the monk did not react at all, and just let the black blood flow down the wound, like a dead person.

On the mandala mandala, Monk An Ci clasped his hands together, his eyes turned on the injured monk, and then rubbed the beads wrapped around his hands, murmured: "It's such a powerful method to hurt Rakshasa's family. It's not comparable to Taoist priests who write talismans and spells. When did there be such a powerful Taoist sect in the north? If you can capture them alive and sacrifice to the altar, it would be a master's achievement!"

Thinking of this, Monk An Ci's eyes suddenly emitted a light and murmured: "Enlighten all the envoys of wisdom, the vast powers of the great purity, and the power of compassion is circulated together..."

The sound of the mantra came out, but something was smashed on his bald head. He looked up and saw that the golden body of the white-clothed Sun Tathagata behind him had fallen off for no reason! The broken gold falling on his head was decayed for no reason and shattered into dust!

A round ball cat was lying on the crown of the Great Sun Tathagata, spitting out gold powder with three mouths: "Meow, mixed with silver and copper and tin, the taste of this golden Buddha is really not very good! It's like a spicy chocolate cheese hotpot, it really makes people don't want to take a second bite!"

As the ball cat was spraying with gold powder on his mouth, he saw the golden body of the Great Sun Tathagata turned into decay like rotten wood in a blink of an eye.

This Great Sun Tathagata is the center of this mandala mandala. As the golden body decayed, a sudden inspiration in the mandala no longer had the center adjustment, and complex aura suddenly burst out!

In general, there must be a master, a Buddha, or a Bodhisattva, who enters the central position. Then the four saints and six ordinary people, one Dharma protector spirit surrounds the master to finally take shape. Once the master is in position, the conflict between the qi and guardian spirits between the Dharma protector spirits will be almost fatal to those who practice the Dharma! Even though Monk An Ci was sensitive enough to jump away from the Mandala Mandala Mandala with desperate efforts, under the impact of the qi, his blood vessels were already squirming like an earthworm, rising on the surface of his skin, and then suddenly exploded!

While the blood vessels exploded, others had already flew out and landed directly outside the Mandala Mandala Mandala, and then rolled out a hundred feet away, leaving a large bunch of blood on the ground.

However, under such an impact, the monk was still alive and his bloody body stood up.

The pupils that originally belonged to humans suddenly opened up into a pair of strange eyes that were even round and had dark yellow crystals. They were facing the eyes of the Tuanzi Cat, and a deep demonic aura suddenly spread throughout the stone hall!

"It turns out that the golden spirit turns into a cat, which is a rare spiritual thing. I dare to come to the disciples to make trouble. The Buddha told you to come and leave today!"

The monk with strange eyes stood up swayingly, but the real demonic aura was almost as solid as the essence. Seven Venus could be seen in the demonic aura, hidden in the shape of a Beidou, carrying a mysterious aura of life and death.

However, this breath only made Tuanzimao sneeze indifferently: "What a heavy smell of mud. I don't want to touch such uncooked things. Hello, uncle, don't pretend to be a shady man behind the scenes. At this time, isn't it time for you to show up?"

At this moment, above the stone hall, a red light came through the sky above the Yongle Zen Temple and shot straight down!

The palace pavilion of Yongle Zen Temple was burning in a blink of an eye by the heat wave caused by the red light. In the blink of an eye, this famous ancient temple in Zhuozhou was shrouded in a piece of Jiao Prison. Then the raging fire, with the red light, was captured into a sword shape, and rushed directly to the underground of the monastery behind!

With a loud shock, a hole several feet wide had been broken on the ground of the temple. What followed was that in the blink of an eye, the charred wood, which was originally the original building, exploded and turned into a piece of ashes with the aftermath of the shock!

And the fire sword was inserted in front of Monk An Ci, with the intention of burning evil and punishing evil without any concealment.

"That bald donkey, tell me who is not able to leave today?"

A sword stretched across the front and the fire spread behind. Wei Ye's voice from the sword was extremely cold: "I haven't gone down the mountain for more than ten years, but I don't know that the world has changed so much. Monk Pufeng, the national teacher of the Great Liao Kingdom, dared to come to Wei to threaten my bell?"

While speaking, the Fire Sword swept around the Mandala Mandala in a very humane manner, and then continued: "Pufeng, you are just a thousand-year-old mullet fish in the Shenhua River in Liaodong. You are born with a strange species. The seven-point Venus on your head is like a Big Dipper. With these seven-point Venus, you worship the Beidou in the Shenhua River for thousands of years and have become a climate. You worship the Maharaja Holy Mother of the Qianjin Cave of Wanhua Mountain to practice, which is considered to be a bone-changing shape and obtaining a human body. Do you think that this thousand-year-old practice is too easy and want to follow Chen Xizhen and other scattered immortals, and also seek the 'right result' to sink into the world?"

In his voice, the Pufeng sent to Monk Anci, who was sent to Shen, was told by Wei Ye, his face suddenly changed. He clasped his hands and asked: "I don't know that the Lord of the Stone of the Cave Light Lingxu is here. I have offended him. I hope the Lord of the True Sword is forgiven!"

Wei Ye was too lazy to deal with Pu Feng's behavior at first and then respectfulness, so he just snorted and said, "The red-haired Rakshasa in the temple of Master Liu is the work of this bald donkey under your disciple? Green silk is made of skin, filled with human soul, flesh and blood, and transformed into ghosts. This is Cai Houling's chariot technique for cutting paper in the Three Mountains and Nine Marquis Earthly Evil Art, and he also used the blood sacrifice technique of the evil method of Vajra Zen. This mandala mandala is even more arranged, and the law and Buddha are mixed with great harmony, and it has become a grocery shop. Although your master and disciple are not enlightened, Buddha is not Buddha, demon is not demon, and the source of magic is still traceable, so why has it become such a virtue now?"

Speaking of this, Pu Feng was silent for a moment, and still clasped his hands honestly and said, "The Buddha Mother of this sect is naturally a matter of concern, but this matter is not enough to be the truth of the True Lord. But I just ran into the True Lord for no reason today, so I naturally apologized. I hope that the True Lord saw that the Buddha Mother of this sect had walked around the True Lord Fairy Mountain, and I had a little bit of incense and affection with the monk."

Listening to the surrender of Monk Pufeng, Wei Ye laughed softly, and the sword edge swept the ground, revealing the entire Liao Dynasty map. Then the sword tip drew a big circle in Yanyun land: "I don't care what your master and disciple are going to make a fuss. To the south of Yanjing and north of Baigou River, your monks are not allowed to enter without permission. Zhuozhou Yizhou, no more monks are sent to take office. If you can't do it, Wei will kiss Wanhua Mountain and call your master and disciple!"

Listening to Wei Ye's speech, Monk Pufeng was silent for a moment, but nodded and said, "I have made up my mind for this matter, so I followed the words of the True Lord and never ordered the monks to come to Zhuoyi and the two states of Zhuoyi. If nothing happened, I would like to ask for my retreat."
Chapter completed!