The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

After more than ten days of flying, the shuttle from the Blood Spirit Palace finally arrived at Wanjiange.

"Meet the Lord!"

Blood Shadow came out from the darkness.

The ancestor of the blood spirit narrowed his eyes at the cliff standing in the air, and said in a deep voice: "The young master has not come out?"

Xueying said respectfully: "No, this subordinate has been watching here. Recently, many Wanjiange disciples have come out to hunt down demons and slay demons. The subordinate sent someone to inquire, and the young master has entered the sword mound."

The blood spirit patriarch snorted coldly, "That old fellow Bai Wufeng is really generous."

He waved his hand, let the blood shadow back down, and let out a breath.

Not long after, several sword lights came galloping.

"Ancestor Blood Spirit, long time no see."

Before the cold and solemn voice fell, Bai Wufeng had already arrived in front of the Blood Spirit Patriarch.

He looked at the Blood Spirit Patriarch, who was dressed in black and possessed a demonic aura, with complicated eyes, "The last time we met was probably a thousand years ago."

The ancestor of the blood spirit said coldly: "You are still the same."

"You have changed a lot."

Bai Wufeng thought of the little monk who was smiling and looking carefree every day, and couldn't connect with the powerful demon in front of him for a while.

Seeing the old man, the ancestor of the blood spirit was in a bad mood. He was afraid that he would say anything about the past, so instead of greeting, he asked directly: "Where is my son?"

Bai Wufeng's heart skipped a beat, he never expected that the Blood Spirit Patriarch would personally come to pick up He Lianyun.

His face remained unchanged and he said: "Still in the sword mound. You gave birth to a good son, born with a sword fetus, and his ability to comprehend the way of the sword makes me very happy."

Hearing someone praise his son, the blood spirit patriarch felt much better, and asked, "When will you come out?"

Bai Wufeng has already contacted Juefa, and he knows that Su Yun is currently cultivating with the help of the Buddha Qi in Lingguang Temple, and it will take time.

So he said nonsense without changing his face, "The shortest is a few months, and the longest is several years."

Blood Spirit Patriarch frowned, "So long?"

He hesitated in his heart, Wanjiange Sword Tomb is famous all over the world, and there are countless comprehensions of senior sword cultivators in it, it is a rare opportunity to enter and practice in it.

But he was also afraid that the blood demon would stare at Yun'er. The blood spirit body was like a peerless delicacy for those who practiced "Blood God Demon Record".

He thought about it and decided to settle for the next best thing. "Let me meet the deity."

It's very safe in Wanjiange, but to be on the safe side, it's better to see Yun'er's state with your own eyes.

"No." Bai Wufeng blurted out, as if realizing that his refusal was too straightforward, he explained with a cold face: "He is at a critical moment now, it's better not to disturb him."

The ancestor of the blood spirit became suspicious, staring at Bai Wufeng and said: "Is it okay to see one side from a distance?"

Bai Wufeng's thoughts turned sharply, and he came up with a reason, "You two have the same cultivation base, if you get too close, you may feel a reaction in your heart and break his state of mind."

The blood spirit patriarch suddenly laughed, "It makes sense."

"However," he changed the subject sharply, "this deity can restrain his breath, take a look from a distance and leave, don't worry, he won't be disturbed."

Bai Wufeng was speechless, he regretted not bringing Fu Yunfei here, with that kid's cleverness, he might be able to find a way to fool the blood spirit patriarch.

He thought for a long time but couldn't find a suitable reason, so he could only say stiffly: "The sword grave is heavy, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Even he himself felt that it was far-fetched to say these words, and quickly added: "He Lianyun and Yu Yunfei had the grace to save his life, and this is the only exception."

Sure enough, the smile on the corner of the blood spirit patriarch's mouth was even wider, "Is it impossible, or is he not here?"

Seeing Bai Wufeng's silence, the blood spirit patriarch sneered: "I don't know, I thought Wanjiange didn't invite my son as a guest, but imprisoned my son."

An invisible power emanated from the Blood Spirit Patriarch, "Where is he?"

Looking at the Blood Spirit Patriarch who was about to explode with swords, Bai Wufeng said helplessly: "I won't harm him."

"Don't say it?" The blood spirit patriarch sneered, "Could it be that Wan Jiange really wants to start a war with my blood spirit palace?"

The blood spirit patriarch used words to put pressure, while thinking in his heart, he was not in the blood spirit palace and ran away secretly, what is Yun'er hiding from me?

Suddenly, he was startled.

Could it be that Yun'er recovered her memory?

Thinking of Su Yun's strange behavior when he returned to the Blood Spirit Palace after going to the Yunluo Secret Realm, the ancestor of the Blood Spirit was already [-]% sure of this guess.

It seems that it is the memory restored in the Yunluo Secret Realm, hmph, the tricks of the immortals are really amazing.

After thinking this through, the blood spirit patriarch no longer had an aggressive attitude, "If you don't tell me, the deity knows where he is."

"Lingguang Temple." He said each word with a pause, while observing Bai Wufeng's expression.

He knew that Bai Wufeng was obsessed with swordsmanship, and he was not a man with deep plans.

Sure enough, Bai Wufeng's eyes fluctuated, making the blood spirit patriarch affirm his guess.

Anger raged in his heart, the first thing for this unfamiliar little white-eyed wolf to recover his memory was to find his deadly enemy.

He completely forgot that he was the one who robbed Su Yun's disciple and took Su Yun to the Blood Spirit Palace back then.

The blood spirit patriarch snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Bai Wufeng was in a hurry, if the blood spirit patriarch was allowed to go to Lingguang Temple, it would definitely turn the Lingguang Temple upside down, if Su Yun's cultivation was interrupted, and the opportunity to kill the blood demon was delayed, it would be a real disaster.

Immediately dodged in front of the Blood Spirit Patriarch, "You can't go to him."

"Get out of the way." The blood spirit ancestor said in a dangerous tone.

Bai Wufeng remained silent, and pressed the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

Seeing that a big battle was about to break out, a voice suddenly interjected, "Senior, don't be in a hurry to start."

Fu Yunfei jumped off Feijian panting, and not long after he returned to the sect, he heard that the blood spirit ancestor was coming. He knew that his master was not good at lying, and he would definitely do something bad, so he hurried over.

"The junior is Fu Yunfei, He Lianyun's friend, senior, please listen to the junior first."

Fu Yunfei clasped his hands, with a sincere attitude.

"This deity knows you, Yun'er's friend."

The ancestor of the blood spirit said.

"Brother Yun's matter is so important that it's hard to explain it in a single word. Why don't seniors enter Wanjiange for a cup of thin tea first, and then listen to the junior explain it to you?"

Fu Yunfei said cautiously, while winking at his master.

The blood spirit patriarch squinted his eyes and looked at Fu Yunfei. When Fu Yunfei was sweating, he suddenly turned his head and said to Bai Wufeng: "Your apprentice is not bad, unlike you, very good."

His attitude softened a little, and he said to Fu Yunfei, "I'll just listen to you first, let's go."

Fu Yunfei was overjoyed, and respectfully led the way, Bai Wufeng heaved a sigh of relief, Yu Jian walked side by side with the blood spirit patriarch.

Bringing the blood spirit patriarch back to the main hall, Fu Yunfei conjectured that Mo Jie and Su Yun were destined people. He was eloquent, and he said the importance of Su Yun was extremely serious, and he also talked about what he had seen along the way. It focuses on depicting the ferocity of the Gorefiend.

"Senior, this calamity is a catastrophe for the entire Fairy Continent. This blood demon is inhumane and extremely cruel. Now, at that time, the entire monk world was united to fight against the enemy."

Fu Yunfei saw that the ancestor of the blood spirit seemed to be a little relaxed, and took the opportunity to add, "Actually, brother Yun didn't deliberately hide it from you, senior, he was just a little upset and didn't know how to face you.

In his heart, you are no different from his biological father, and Brother Yun respects you very much. "

Fu Yunfei sighed, "Perhaps it was because he cared too much that he chose to hide it."

After the blood spirit patriarch heard it, the anger in his heart had already subsided by half.

He knew the children he had raised and knew that Fu Yunfei was telling the truth, but he never thought that Yun'er would become a lifeline in the catastrophe.

He was silent for a long time, and said: "My deity, I can help you."

The blood spirit patriarch said slowly: "The devil, the Taoism practiced is indeed as you guessed, it is related to the blood spirit palace, it is a long-lost, extremely cruel technique."

He sighed in his heart, that's all, let's just help Yun'er, and then he threw out a piece of news that surprised Bai Wufeng and others.

"The deity can sense his position."

Fu Yunfei was overjoyed, "That's really great, senior."

Here, Fu Yunfei took the lead to contact various sects to discuss cooperation and expose Chi Xiaozi's true identity.

On the other side, in the wild mountain range, a secret meeting was quietly being held.

If there are well-informed monks here, they will definitely be surprised. Countless monsters gather here, and among them, there are many peerless monsters that all the sects want to get rid of quickly.

A demon with a crooked figure and an ugly face said with a gritty voice: "Right now, the catastrophe is approaching, and the way of the devil is flourishing. I take the liberty of calling everyone together today to take this opportunity to choose one The co-lord of the magic way, resisted the encirclement and suppression of the monks, and led the magic way to dominate the monk world.

I don't know everyone, do you have any objections? "

A burly man with red beard and hair sneered, and said in a loud voice: "Old Man Tianji, don't be tricky, just tell me directly, how to choose."

A yellow-clothed Taoist with a white beard and a fairy-like appearance next to him said slowly: "Our demonic way is naturally not as hypocritical as the righteous way. Whoever is stronger can take the lead."

These words were echoed by many monsters. These guys are very murderous, and all of them have a fierce look in their eyes, and they are eager to try.

"That makes sense."

A somewhat deep voice came, and "Let" make a way out of the group of monsters.

To be exact, they were not let out. The corpses with only skeletons and clothes fell to the ground one after another, and a man stepped over them.

The visitor was dressed in white, with a handsome face, giving off a gentlemanly, gentle temperament. Standing in front of a group of monsters with strange shapes, he looked even more outstanding and extraordinary.

But the corpse under his feet broke this illusion.

This kind of unpredictable technique has a strange posture of death.

"Bloodfiend?" Someone suddenly called out, breaking the strange silence.

"It's down."

Chi Xiaozi said with a smile.

He looked around and said confidently: "I heard that all of you gathered here to recommend the Demon Lord. If you are not talented, you are willing to give it a try. I don't know if anyone is willing to give me advice?"

"I come."

The man with red beard and hair looked at the silent crowd and said in a low voice.

Chi Xiaozi made a gesture of invitation, but said in his mouth: "However, I have just completed my magical skills, and I can't hold back my strength. If a fellow Taoist who is exercising accidentally dies, please don't blame me."

Insolent!

This is the idea of ​​all the monsters here.

But the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and people with great abilities are usually a little crazy, and all the demons stand on the sidelines, waiting to see Chi Xiaozi's ability.

The man with red beard and hair was a little nervous. He just showed the magic weapon when he saw a blur in front of his eyes.

The man in white came to him in an instant and smiled strangely at him.

The red-haired man felt that the blood all over his body began to boil uncontrollably, and before he could scream, it turned into a mist of blood and poured into Chi Xiaozi's body.

The demons next to them gasped, and many demons couldn't help taking a step back on the spot.

"God Transformation Period..."

The white-bearded Taoist in yellow looked at Chi Xiaozi suspiciously. He could kill a Nascent Soul expert in an instant, and it could only be done by one realm higher.

"Yes."

Chi Xiaozi enjoyed the pleasure/sensation brought by the influx of blood into his body, and released his aura, which was impressively in the stage of transforming into a god.

There are only two monsters present, but they are still in the early stage of transformation.

Chi Xiaozi believed that he, who had reached the third level of "Blood God and Demon Records", would definitely be able to crush monks of the same level with ease.

After dealing with a few unscrupulous monsters, Chi Xiaozi was spotless in his white clothes, and smiled slightly: "Is there any fellow Taoist who is willing to 'compete'?"

"No one?" The smile on his lips became even wider, "Then from now on, I, Chi Xiaozi, will be the demon lord of all the demons in the world!"

"Welcome to the Demon Lord!"

Tianjisou was the first to bend down.

"Welcome to the Demon Lord!"

All the monsters worship together.

Chi Xiaozi looked at the drooping heads, and finally couldn't restrain the pride in his heart, he laughed loudly, "Okay!"

"Next, our first goal is," he paused, his eyes darkened, "Blood Spirit Palace."

The author has something to say: Xiaoyunyun is upgrading on-hook.

In other words, the ancestor of the blood spirit used to be a little monk with red lips and white teeth, who would be silly and happy all day long, hahaha.

As a result, good fortune tricks people, and the silly, white and sweet little rabbit grows into a scheming big devil. The years are really amazing.