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text text_Chapter 2450

Time passed and it gradually arrived the next morning.

A ray of golden sunlight shines through the dense forest of pagodas in the distance and falls on Yang Yunfan's shoulders.

Yang Yunfan's night of practice had almost absorbed all the demonic energy in this area. Under the originally gloomy mountain walls, crystal dewdrops shone in the sun, and new sprouts sprouted under the withered grass.

For a time, instead of being weird, the place became more beautiful.

"call……"

Yang Yunfan opened his eyes and saw a layer of black demonic energy rushing under his skin, as if it had condensed into a layer of liquid armor. This was because he had absorbed too much demonic energy and had not digested it for a while, leaving behind

on the surface of his body.

"Wow..."

The chaotic cyclone in his body, like a Tai Chi diagram, was constantly rotating.

One black and one white, the godhead of destruction and the relics of light are constantly flowing, slowly devouring those demonic energies and strengthening their bodies.

Gradually, Yang Yunfan discovered that the layer of sacred white light on his body that had been cultivated due to the [Fulong Baoxiang Diagram] completely receded and turned into a turbid black aura, which was different from the layer produced after the cultivation of the Kundong Hegemon Body.

The black light merged two by two, becoming darker and heavier.

"Wait a minute, what is this?"

At this time, Yang Yunfan checked his body and found that in the chaotic Tai Chi diagram, a monster with an extremely complex aura, four heads and eight arms seemed to be gestating.

"No way...why did my golden body become like this?"

Yang Yunfan remembered that after practicing the "Fulong Baoxiang Diagram" to the end, he would cultivate the "Golden Body with Four Sides and Eight Arms" unique to the lineage of "Wisdom and Light Buddha".

The golden body of Buddhism has always been majestic and majestic. However, the monster with four arms and sides conceived in his body has no aura of solemnity at all.

Shenlong, Baoxiang, Xuanwu... but they still barely have some sacred aura.

But what about the terrifying Yaksha Demon God?

Moreover, the golden body no longer emits golden light. Instead, like the Kundong Overlord Body, it is flowing with layers of pitch-black light, which is not like Buddha light, but more like magic light.

"Although I don't look very good, I feel that the power in my body is more than twice as strong as last night. My strength seems to have reached a bottleneck."

"As long as this golden body with four sides and eight arms is completely formed, I can successfully enter the realm of Bodhisattva. At that time, the fusion of several divine powers should be able to directly break the bottleneck and step into the realm of God Lord with the help of supreme power!"

After one night of practice, Yang Yunfan's strength improved significantly again.

He was in a very good mood.

However, perhaps due to the substantial increase in physical strength, the depths of his bones and blood were transformed again. At this time, a strange liquid was secreted, much like egg white, making him feel sticky and uncomfortable.

"Besides, it seems that the demonic energy here is not enough. I have to find a new Feng Shui treasure place to practice."

He raised his head and glanced at the cave ahead. The originally strong demonic energy had now been exhausted. Yang Yunfan felt uncomfortable all over again and was eager to find a place to take a bath and change clothes.

"Forget it, that's it for today. Let's take a shower and eat something before we talk..."

He stood up and wiped the mucus on his body with his hands, but it became thicker and thicker the more he wiped it. Yang Yunfan couldn't bear it anymore and ran quickly down the mountain. He remembered that there was a small pool halfway up the mountain where he could wash himself.

Take a bath.



Kailash Temple.

Under the temple, in the magic sealing formation.

The eminent monks looked at the place at the core of the magic-sealing formation, and there was not even a trace of demonic energy flowing around it. It was so clean that it was beyond words.

They all looked at each other.

This situation is too weird!

Ever since Patriarch Vajra Buddha built the demon sealing formation here, this place has been haunted by demonic energy for thousands of years.

Many disciples in the Arhat realm who want to break through will go to the secret room next door and use a hint of demonic energy to stimulate them to make the final breakthrough.

For thousands of years, this magic formation has been the source of the demonic energy in Jiangzhou. The demonic energy lingers all year round and will never dissipate.

Today, the evil spirit has actually dissipated?

This is a situation that has not been encountered in thousands of years.

"It's strange. There has been something wrong since yesterday. Usually this time is when the demonic energy is the strongest."

"Yeah, why is the demonic energy so rare today? It's even thinner than yesterday, and it almost disappeared?"

"There's something wrong with this!"

"This feeling is very much like the calm before the storm. It makes people worried. It's really weird..."

"Could it be that the devil over there in Netherworld Mountain is playing tricks? He wants us to relax our vigilance?"

Seeing this scene, countless eminent monks frowned in confusion.

Not only did they not relax at all, but they became increasingly vigilant about this situation.

"Everyone!"

At this time, Master Jingguang, a monk in red robes, opened his eyes and said: "No matter what the reason is, the demonic energy has receded. You brothers have also worked hard for a long time. Today, two brothers are left to guard the rest.

Let’s take a day off.”

"That's fine!"

After these many days, the other monks were exhausted. When they heard Master Jingguang's words, they all nodded. Even if the demonic energy was to surge wildly, it would take some time to simmer. As long as they did not leave the Shenshan Temple, they could come at any time.

support.



Shenshan Temple, Luohan Hall.

"drink!"

"ha!"

In the huge square, dozens of young monks, topless and showing off their strong muscles, were practicing martial arts in the square.

They waved their fists, and the fist wind was powerful, blowing sand and rocks on the ground. They made loud shouts from their mouths, and spit out strips of white mist between their breaths. Their bodies were dripping with sweat, and waves of mist steamed up, revealing

Incomparably powerful Qi and blood.

Each of these dozens of monks has reached the Arhat realm, and is a master in the Arhat realm. They have the opportunity to step into the Bodhisattva realm at any time. These monks are the mainstay of Shenshan Temple.

"Boom..."

After half an hour of martial arts performance.

A leading middle-aged monk walked to the corner and struck a huge copper bell.

"call……"

When the bell rang, all the Arhats stopped their exercises one after another, clasped their hands together, and calmed down the boiling Qi and blood again.

"Today's morning class is over, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

The middle-aged monk said something, his eyes lingered on the face of a handsome monk in the corner, and then he left directly.
Chapter completed!
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