The carriage continued to move forward on the avenue, as if it was not influenced by Master Daoming. However, no matter who it was, it was clearly sensed that the atmosphere among the crowd had undergone a subtle change.

The Buddhist son is a peerless powerful man among the younger generation of Buddhism. He is the most powerful person in the Nansiyu talent and fortune. No one will feel relaxed when he fights such a person.

Of course, Yu Linghe’s concern was not for himself, but for his sister Yu Ziyuan.

Although Yu Ziyuan has two magical swords to protect her, she has an absolute advantage when facing ordinary Rongxuan strong men. Any formation, divine weapon, etc. under the artifact will feel bound when facing the artifact. This is also the greatest guarantee for Yu Ziyuan to challenge countless strong men in March and always win.

However, this artifact can only be the dominant ones in front of ordinary sects. However, if you face the disciples of Nansi Buddha and the contemporary Buddhist sons, Yu Linghe would not think that the Green Lotus Divine Sword and the Snow Lotus Divine Sword can take up much advantage.

After all, although the Fang family in the North Sea region is well-known, it has really risen and has not been a top contemporary force for a long time, only more than 2,000 years.

However, Buddhism is far more powerful than this little time. It can even be said that like the ancient Shu sect, its inheritance and history runs through the entire human race.

When facing the super strong disciples of the Nansi Domain, even if they have powerful magic weapons around them, they dare not say that they can play a decisive role. Because, as a contemporary Buddhist son, there must be treasures that are comparable to them.

The level of this treasure is probably not inferior to the Double God Sword.

Therefore, Yu Ziyuan’s biggest reliance has lost its effect.

In addition, the talent of the Buddhist son is also incredible. Even if Yu Ziyuan has a body with a clear sword heart, he may not be able to surpass this outstanding figure selected from countless cultivators in the Nansi Realm.

In addition, the Buddhist son has been promoted to Rongxuan for many years and his cultivation is absolutely not comparable to Yu Ziyuan, who has just reached this level.

Yu Linghe really couldn't imagine what his sister would do to achieve the final victory.

However, this time, he defeated countless monks in mid-March, which made Yu Ziyuan's reputation at its peak. Even if the final battle failed, it would not bring shame to her.

Of course, if Yu Ziyuan is invincible but ultimately defeated by his hands, then his fame will be unprecedented.

Yu Linghe even vaguely felt that the reason why the Buddhist son was willing to give Yu Ziyuan three months was not only absolute confidence, but also a hint of condensing luck. Although he could not collect enough luck and promotion based on his battle with Yu Ziyuan alone, it was a glimmer of hope, so that he could not give up.

The place where the Buddha made a appointment to fight was actually the Foshan Temple that Yu Linghe and others originally wanted to go to.

Yu Linghe was not surprised that the Buddhist sons could grasp their whereabouts. However, the confidence revealed by the other party was able to choose this place openly would have a great impact on Zi Yuan.

While driving the horse forward, Hong Mo suddenly turned his head and said, "Miss, you don't need to worry. I will give you the statue and puppet. You throw it all the way over. Even if it is exhausted, it will consume the Buddhist son to death."

Inside the carriage, Yu Ziyuan burst into laughter and said slowly: "Thank you for your kindness, but there is no need."

Yu Linghe glared at Hong Mo with annoyance and said, "Are there any bad idea, your statue and puppet are all made of the secret magic of the demon clan, and they have the mark of the demon clan on it. People without the demonic energy cannot control it." He paused for a moment and said, "Even if my sister can use it, what will happen if the demon clan puppets fly around in the Buddhist land?"

Hong Mo's eyes widened, and he thought about it seriously, and the result was probably extremely interesting.

He shivered with emotion, and Hongmo smiled bitterly, and never dared to make any more mistakes.

Yu Linghe glanced at him and said slowly: "Hongmo, you have to be careful when you go to Foshan Temple."

Hongmo was stunned and said in surprise: "What?"

"This time the Buddhist son is here, I'm afraid that some secret treasure will be carried on him. Your identity may not be hidden." Yu Linghe sighed lightly and said helplessly.

Although Hong Mo has obtained the inheritance of ancient demons and can exert the energy of the illusion of his clan's special ability to the extreme, the human beings he incarnated cannot see the flaws.

However, what they have to face now is the contemporary Buddhist sons after all.

No matter how confident Yu Linghe was, he could not guarantee that Hong Mo's identity would not be discovered.

Hongmo hesitated for a moment, and he was not sure about the upcoming Buddhist son.

After all, the name of the Buddhist son is too great. For countless years, the power of Buddhism alone has blocked the demon race from the five realms of the human race. So, what kind of power will the Buddhist son, who is nominally second only to the Buddha, possess?

Yu Ziyuan's voice rang in the carriage: "My brother, why not let Hong Mo avoid it for a while."

After pondering for a moment, Yu Ling said, "That's the only way."

Although avoidance is not something Yu Linghe likes to do, at some point, he has to succumb to reality.

He sighed inwardly. When he was promoted to a thought, he thought he had already entered the ranks of the strongest people in the world and had no fear of doing anything. But now it seems that although a thought is powerful, it still cannot make him unscrupulous.

However, as long as a person has rationality and has formed cause and effect in the world, no matter how high his cultivation is, he will have some concerns. Even as the identity of Buddha Zhu Tianqi in the past, he seems to be bound by some kind of power in the dark.

"Hongmo, since that's the case, you leave first and then meet again after we leave Foshan Temple."

Hongmo was stunned for a moment, and he said carefully: "Young Master, don't you... put me away?"

The demon race is different from humans. Their vitality is extremely powerful, just like the immortal young hero in Linghe's previous life.

Some special space bags cannot be filled with living people, but there is no problem to use them to load demon races.

In the past, Yu Linghe used this method to bring Hong Mo with him. The fish-swallowing demon was also taken by Hong Mo in the same way.

With a smile, Yu Ling congratulated: "Hongmo, don't worry, unless I have to, I will not do this again."

Hongmo hesitated for a moment, and he jumped down from the carriage and bowed deeply to Yu Linghe. Although he did not say anything to express his feelings at this moment, both Yu Linghe and his brothers and the white dragon horse were already well aware of it.

With a chuckling, Yu Linghe reached out and helped him up.

Hongmo lowered his head and said respectfully: "Young Master, the villain has something to ask for."

Yu Linghe's heart moved and said with a smile: "I understand." His wrist trembled slightly, and he had already released two strange objects.

A strange energy slowly moved around him, and at the same time, a faint mist seemed to emerge out of thin air, floating around everyone.

Invisible ghost, the spirit of fog.

When they appeared, a hint of surprise flashed across Hongmo's face.

However, it seems not surprising that Yu Linghe can guess his thoughts. After all, part of his soul was suppressed by Yu Linghe under the target. Of course, if it were not necessary, Yu Linghe would not have a desire to spy, and he had just felt something.

He bowed to Yu Linghe again, and Hongmo said, "Young Master, we will go out for a few days, take care of you two."

The body shook slightly, and the demon Hongmo, the invisible ghost and the fog spirit disappeared without a trace.

The white dragon horse neighed in dissatisfaction, and Yu Linghe shook his head slightly, gently stroked its neck, and said, "Little White Dragon, the human race and the demon race have different ideas. Don't try to change them with your own ideas."

The little white dragon leaned his head, thought for a moment, his big mouth opened, and a humanized smile appeared.

Isn’t Yu Linghe’s statement a distinction between far and near? Since it is classified as one of the closest human beings by Yu Linghe, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

However, the White Dragon Horse glanced at Zi Yuan with an unconcealed look of envy in her eyes.

During these three months, Yu Ziyuan fought countless battles and made progress like flying. All this was seen in the eyes of the White Dragon Horse, making it wish to replace it.

Since Hongmo left, the carriage was naturally uncontrollable.

However, with the White Dragon Horse present, the two horses that have been blessed and nourished by their divine power will naturally not cause any storm.

They followed closely behind the White Dragon Horse, pulled the carriage slowly and walked straight towards their destination.

However, Yu Linghe immediately turned his head suddenly at Bailong and looked at the back intentionally or unintentionally.

The white dragon horse felt so sharp that it immediately neighed.

Yu Linghe smiled indifferently, reached out and patted its big head, and said, "It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking a little too much."

For some reason, he had inexplicably thought of Hong Mo and the Invisible Ghost, and vaguely felt that their wandering here would not seem to be very smooth.

However, this idea was abandoned by him in a flash.

After inheriting the inheritance of ancient demons, Hong Mo's strength has been improved extraordinaryly. He is generally not taken seriously by Rongxuan.

Plus the numerous statue puppets, as well as the assistance of invisible ghosts and mist spirits.

Yu Linghe really couldn't think of how much power he could have to threaten them.

Shaking his head slightly, Yu Linghe no longer paid attention to this matter because he believed that with the power of Hong Mo and others, it was enough to deal with any form of change.

However, he never expected that his premonition was so accurate.

Just half a day after Hong Mo left him, he was intercepted and attacked by a group of tall monks.

However, the monks also obviously underestimated Hong Mo's combat effectiveness. Not only did they return in vain, but they were seriously injured and were terrible.
Chapter completed!