Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

Yu Yuan only felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and in an instant he stepped into a pure and flawless realm, surrounded by extremely soft silver-white light and shadow.

With his brows slightly furrowed, he saw an old Bodhi tree containing the essence of the Tao gradually appearing in front of him.

Under the tree roots, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a thin face and a kind expression was sitting on the ground in meditation. He was dressed simply, with his hair gently hanging in the wind. On his left side was a small tree branch with emerald green color.

Everything was as expected. He knew that this time he was receiving the call from the consciousness of the Bodhisattva Cundi to enter the virtual world. At this moment he hurriedly bowed solemnly to show his respect.

"Welcome the Eastern Saint! The Saint is here just in time, and I have something urgent to ask for your advice."

"My dear friend, there is no need to be so humble. Knowing that you are safe, I can rest assured."

Tongtian Sect Master sighed at first, then smiled and looked at him, then asked: "If it wasn't about the Great Dream Heart Sutra, why did you come to me to ask about your doubts? Or did your master also have a premonition and just sent a message to ask why you made this mistake, and now you have decided to tell the truth?"

Hearing this, a look of surprise and doubt appeared in the eyes of the Saint Zhunti, and his evaluation of Yu Yuan suddenly increased to a higher level.

There are so many people in the sect, but the fact that Yu Yuan can move and concern a saint like Tongtian is enough to show how extraordinary he is.

What attracted his attention even more was the implication of what Yu Yuan mentioned.

Even though Yu Yuanyu was a little hesitant and his attitude was very pious and respectful, as if he was simply asking for advice from others, the saint knew that this man was extremely intelligent and cunning, and even those saints in the West had become his targets recently.

Doesn't such a person realize the possible consequences of telling the truth?

So, is he forcing himself?

You are really brave!

Zhunti's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but admire him in his heart.

It takes a lot of courage to threaten a saint.

When Zhunti looked at Yu Yuan standing respectfully in front of him, he recalled the state of the ancient wilderness. At that time, he and Jie Yin, as innate gods from the west, jumped between the two poles of Daozu and Mozu to gain a lot of benefits. Just because of waiting for a price or self-reaffirmation for personal gain, the two powerful men could give back something, which was definitely not something that could be achieved by just cultivation.

Rather, it is their deep minds and sophisticated means, coupled with courage and ambition as important driving forces.

The Yu Yuan in front of me is exactly the same as myself back then!

When he looked at Yu Yuan in front of him, Zhunti's idea of ​​leading him to the West became brighter and brighter. This child is both intelligent and brave, smart, courageous and ambitious, and can also open up new paths in the path of cultivation, embarking on the path of physical training, and has a deep understanding and perception of the Western Way. His future prospects are immeasurable! If one day he can be guided into the Western religious world, the trend of development will definitely be unstoppable.

When his thoughts reached this point, he looked up and smiled at Xiao Yan, saying, "Since my little brother is safe and sound, there is no need to tell the ancestor about the Nine Nether Earth Fire to avoid adding to his worries...

Here, I have prepared a string of Buddhist beads, which has the effect of protecting souls, and I will give it to you, little brother."

Now that his soul has been blessed by this string of Buddhist beads, I believe that in the future practice, there will be no problems when the little brother encounters the burning of the Nine Netherworld Fire.

As he was speaking, he waved his hand and a ball of light floated in front of Xiao Yan.

The Buddhist beads sparkling with bright light are made up of thirty-six small crystal jade beads, which emit bursts of gem-like sparkling light as they flow.

Although the narrow-minded Xiao Yan did not personally explore its essential power, the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from the Buddhist beads alone made him sure that it was a mid-level spiritual treasure.

No way, how could this Buddha be so generous?

Compared to the surprised look, Xiao Yan was more likely to be surprised by this unexpected gift. He was not completely clear about the intention behind it - was it hoping to use this treasure to assist in cultivation or was it purely a gift out of generosity?

Taking into account what he knew, the deputy leader of the Western religion usually preferred to give treasures in a special way, such as a bodhi seed or a few eight-colored lotus flowers as a reward, but this time it was obviously beyond his expectations.

At this time, the Bodhisattva Cundi smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone, "There are no natural treasures in the Western countries. This string of jewels comes from the deep Western Sea. I personally polished and cast it, and soaked it in the water of the eight merit pools for hundreds of years. Finally, it was refined into this top-grade acquired spiritual treasure."

Although the value of this Buddhist bead is not as high as the innate spiritual treasure in Xiao Yan's hand, its power to protect the soul is indeed beyond that of ordinary items, and it also expresses Zhunti's sincerity. I hope Xiao Yan can accept this sincerity.

Without waiting for his answer, the Buddha waved his hand lightly, and the entire empty and clear soul space instantly disappeared.

When he returned, Xiao Yan was sitting on the divine bull covered with golden eye patterns. In his hand, he had a string of jade-white Buddhist beads.

Hey, hey! It's actually a top-grade spiritual treasure!

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan secretly cried out in his heart, his mind racing, trying to guess what the Buddha's intentions were.

I heard that when you give gifts to someone, you must have a special skill or have bad intentions.

So what could be the intention behind the deputy leader of the Western Church who directly presented him with the spiritual treasure?

Obviously it is impossible just to make him convert to Buddhism, right?

In this vast wilderness, there is almost no life, and no green vegetation. There are only endless sand peaks and rocks in front of us, forming a desolate and lonely picture.

Every night, the biting north wind blows across the earth. Its ruthless and sharp sound is like the roar of a wild beast, cutting the entire mountain range into various shapes, as if it were a crazy sculpture by nature.

In this extremely harsh environment, only a few creatures survive.

This vast and wild land seems to have been forgotten in a corner by the whole world.

Deep in the towering mountain called "Yemang", a tall and strong man was running towards the depths of the mountain at great speed.

The sturdy man was over ten feet tall, with tightly wound muscles all over his body. A strong and hot aura emanated from his body, as if his blood plasma had been materialized.

He was dressed extremely simply: he wore a short robe made of patchwork tiger skin, and did not wear any protective gear. His messy hair was scattered on his head, and two snake eyes and snake patterns hung beside his earlobes, constantly spitting out signals. With a "ziz" sound, a slight noise was heard.

If he met "Yuan Yu" once, perhaps he would be able to recognize that this sturdy man was the patriarch of the Chiyang tribe whom he had met before - the patriarch of the Chiri Witch tribe.

The Red Sun Wu clan leader ran at an unusually fast speed and soon reached his destination. In the distance, he could see the entrance to a terrifying and dangerous canyon.

The cliffs on both sides were filled with various remains - most of them were from monster tribes or wild beasts, among them were also powerful monster king-level dead in battle, and even the highest-end bones had the corpse of a powerful monster nailed to them.

The witches hang these ** on the cliffs as a symbol of status, and send an unspoken warning to the invading demons and beasts: "The consequence of trespassing into our witch world is certain death!

After passing through the canyon, a relatively open and flat river valley terrain appears behind you.

In this river valley, the surface of the cliffs is covered with many cave passages, which are interconnected and hollow out the core of the entire mountain range. Many large-sized witch residents are hiding here.

At the bottom of the valley of the river ** stands an enormous rock pillar, the surface of which is covered with ancient rune patterns. On the top of the pillar is a strange human figure carved: the upper body is a man, the lower body is a coiled snake head and tail, and there are seven or eight hands growing from the back, the image is strange and mysterious.

Blood spots can be seen everywhere on this rock, spreading a strong bloody smell in the air. It is obvious that this rock is often used as a blood sacrifice by the warriors of the tribe.

Arriving deep in the underground cave in the valley, the Red Sun Wu tribe leader entered, and the tribesmen hurriedly greeted him: "You are finally back."

"Yesterday, seven of our people died..." a strong man said anxiously.

"Oh my god?!"

The Red Sun leader's eyebrows were knitted tightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab the person who was speaking, "How is this possible! I was away for only a few days, and so many of my companions died. Can you explain to me the reason for all this?"

The anger in his heart grew more and more intense.

The elf population has a hard time surviving and their numbers are extremely small. The death of each elf is a major event and may even affect the survival of the entire race.

There are about 150 mature elves in the Golfis tribe, and their combat power has been reduced by nearly one-fifth. They will find it more difficult to face the attacks of the monsters and ferocious monsters.

"That's a Chaos Immortal!"

The heroic man hurriedly explained, "Yesterday when we were dealing with the giant snake monster outside, we happened to meet the Chaos Immortal riding a golden five-colored camel passing by. He asked us to give him the snake skin, and our refusal aroused his anger.

His strength was amazing. Even if more than a dozen of us resisted him at the same time, we still couldn't defeat him alone. He killed six of my people instead..."

"You mean you rode on a golden five-colored divine horse?"

The leader of the Golfis tribe seemed to remember something and punched the stone wall next to him, shattering the stone into pieces.

"If I had known earlier that he was the Chaos Immortal, I should have killed him! No, his actions have hurt so many people in my clan, I cannot let him go!"

"But he has been gone for a long time now. How can we find him now?" the heroic man asked with a frown.

"Perhaps we could ask the elven leader to show up?"

The leader of Golfis, who had planned for a long time, quickly walked to the collapsed stone pillar, stretched out a finger, put it into his mouth, chewed it, and then smeared the boiling blood on the stone wall. He said in a heavy voice: "The great forest guardian, the Golfis family, prays for your arrival!"

As these words were spoken, the power dormant in the stone seemed to be awakened.