After passing through the book, he became the pet of the sickly master's palm.

886 and Emperor Shen Yuan didn't see it, but he knew clearly that he had passed hell and reached the realm of heaven, but his strength had not recovered, and he was still just a mortal.

He has gone through hell, but he has no way of his own.

Thinking about a chance encounter a long time ago, he came to the holy land of Buddhist cultivation——Thousand Buddha Purple Forest.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, he saw that the purple forest filled with incense in the past was filled with the breath of death today, and the smell of blood was very strong. He climbed up the steps and saw corpses and bloodstains everywhere. A rotten magic breath.

Ye Hangu: "Demon race?"

Ye Hangu hurried to the temple, but before he entered, he heard a scream.

The abbot protected the remaining monks behind him.

Abbot: "Go quickly."

A few demons entangled in demon breath stretched out their long tongues to lick off the blood on their faces, and stared at them evilly.

Mozu: "Want to leave? None of you can escape today."

Mozu: "Brothers, go!"

Demon Race: "Eat these Buddhas to improve your cultivation and serve the Demon Lord."

When they rushed over, the abbot used all his cultivation as a barrier to protect the monks from escaping.

: "Sword coming tide..."

When Ye Han came here, he saw the scene where the abbot had exhausted his cultivation, so he rushed up to block the abbot.These demon cultivators didn't expect people to come at this time, and they were caught off guard by Ye Hangu, and retreated a little distance.

Seeing the person clearly, he sneered coldly.

Demon Race: "Ye Hangu? I didn't expect you to be alive in the battle of the Snowy Secret Realm?"

The abbot also saw Ye Hangu and breathed a sigh of relief.

Abbot: "You are here."

Ye Hangu nodded, and turned to look at the demons in front of him. He had been staying in the Jiuchongtian, but he didn't know that the demons had already ravaged the world.

Ye Hangu: "The demons should be trapped in the Demon Rock Mountain, why did you appear here?"

The Demon Race: "Trapped? That was decades ago! The Demon Lord was born, and I, the Demon Race, no longer have to be aggrieved and trapped in that little Demon Rock Mountain."

It was only then that Ye Han realized that the time in the Nine Heavens was different from the time in the Illusory Cloud Realm. He had been imprisoned by Emperor Shen Yuan for nearly two years, and decades had passed in the Illusory Cloud Realm.

Ye Hangu: "Since you are free, you should cherish it, instead of coming to the Purple Forest of Thousand Buddhas to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Mozu: "These old bald donkeys have oppressed us for many years, and killing them for revenge is light. For the sake of you being a demon, we don't have to kill you. If you are sensible, go away."

Ye Hangu: "So, let's do it."

Although he doesn't have a cultivation base right now, but with Yu Wuxia in his hand, it is still easy to kill a few demons.

After a few tricks, several demons saw that Ye Hangu's opponent was not in Yu Wuxia's hands, turned around and wanted to run, but Yu Wuxia directly swallowed him.

After finishing those demons, Ye Han walked towards my abbot.

Seeing this, the other monks were very afraid of Ye Hangu, and retreated quietly.They all knew that Ye Han was from the demon clan, and he killed those demon clan in such a strange way just now, is he going to kill them next?

The abbot didn't take a step back, instead he smiled at Ye Hangu.

Abbot: "Fate is wonderful, we'll see you again."

Ye Hangu nodded, not caring about the frightened monks, and stretched out his hand to support the abbot.

Abbot: "Go and carry all the corpses of those disciples here."

Those disciples were afraid of Ye Hangu, so naturally they wished to stay away from Ye Hangu, so they immediately went down to clean up.

Ye Hangu supported the abbot to sit down in front of the Buddha.

The abbot: "You came to look for me this time because you encountered a problem in your cultivation?"

Ye Han looked blankly at the abbot.

Ye Hangu: "I can't find the way forward, I can't understand my way, and I don't even have my own way."

The abbot paused for a while, then slowly lit the incense and put it in the cauldron, knelt on the futon and recited a scripture with his palms together before getting up.

Abbot: "Come with me."

Ye Hangu followed the abbot all the way up to Zilin Peak, the highest in the Thousand Buddhas Purple Forest.

Ye Hangu: "What did you bring me here for?"

Ye Hangu looked puzzled. He came to find the abbot, hoping that the abbot could show him the way forward, not to accompany him to see the mountains.

Abbot: "You were born at the peak, but you haven't seen the world below the peak."

The abbot flicked his sleeves, and the clouds parted, and the eyes were full of various states of the world. Some people worked hard to live a satisfactory life, some used despicable means to earn money, some were upright but ended up with no bones left, and some were reborn from adversity... …

The abbot looked back at Ye Hangu.

Abbot: "Is your heart moving?"

Ye Hangu: "Good people don't end well, but those who have exhausted their tricks win life. Hmph, they are all puppets of fate."

It's like he has become a pawn of heaven, and he can't break free no matter how hard he tries.

Abbot: "Your emotions come from the emotions that others want you to have. When you calm down, you will find that you have never been moved by these real feelings from the beginning to the end."

The expression on Ye Hangu's face paused, and then returned to calm.

The two stood on the top of the mountain and fell into a long silence. Seeing Ye Hangu's silence, the abbot saw Ye Hangu's whole body calm down, slowly blending into the surrounding nature, and a smile appeared on the corner of his old mouth.

Just when he thought that Ye Hangu was finally going to realize the Tao, everything around him suddenly stopped.

Ye Han put his mind to feeling his true emotions, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the face of Emperor Shen Yuan appeared in front of him, from expressionless, to crazy, to lost.

'Don't try to escape from me, even if you die, I want you to stay with me. '

' You can't break your promise to be mine alone. '

'My Hanhan made a slight mistake, so you can die as you survived. '

'Hanhan, you belong to me alone, don't put your mind on other people's! '

'I thought of punishment, so I'll punish Hanhan and call him Master Ayuan in the future. '

'Don't leave me, Hanhan, don't die, I was wrong, don't go. '

Ye Hangu suddenly opened his eyes, breaking the epiphany that he had so hard to come by.

The abbot laughed when he saw this, and it seemed that a change had appeared.

The abbot: "Since it is not possible at this time, it means that the opportunity has not come. The disciples have already dealt with it just now. Let's send them off together for the last time."

The abbot brought Ye Hangu to the outside of the Daxiong Hall. There were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, all of them were Buddhist monks who died during the demon invasion.

Abbot: "I exhausted my cultivation when I dealt with those demons just now, and now you are the only one present here who is the most predestined, so it's up to you to save these disciples who died in vain."

After finishing speaking, the abbot put the "Lotus Flower Sutra" into Ye Hangu's hands.

Seeing the "Lotus Flower Sutra" in his hand, Ye Hangu was a little stunned. He is a person with blood on his hands. Can he really save these monks?

Ye Hangu: "Do you think I can save them?"

Abbot: "If you don't try, how will you know? I am powerless to save them now, so just do me a favor."

Ye Hangu: "...OK."

Ye Hangu sat down on the prepared futon, closed his eyes, and recited the Lotus Sutra.