"I'm sorry, I made the mistake of saying it. The slave's words are indeed too unpleasant."

Yang Yunfan did not expect Baozhuang Ancient Buddha's reaction to be so violent, so he had to change his mind.

After a pause, Yang Yunfan continued: "In addition, in our Shushan Sword Palace, there is still an vacant position for holding swords and protecting Dharma. Although there are some who are overqualified and underqualified, you can make do with it for now. If I have a better position in the future, I will

Promote you."

Holding a sword to protect the law?

What is this?

The ancient Buddha in Baozhuang was disdainful.

However, he did not dare to act too tough, fearing that Yang Yunfan would use the Senluo Demonic Flame to attack his soul.

Even if you don't kill him, knocking him down to the supreme realm will be enough for him to suffer for a long time.

At this time, the life of Baozhuang Ancient Buddha was already in Yang Yunfan's hands, and he clearly understood that he could no longer disobey Yang Yunfan.

He reluctantly squeezed out a hint of flattery and declined: "Sword Master of Shushan, the so-called forceful melon is not sweet. You clearly know that the young monk's ambition is to become the second Thunder Light Treasure Buddha. Why are you so persistent and insist that the young monk go to Shushan?

Where is the effectiveness of the Sword Palace?"

"Why don't you let Xiao Monk go? No matter what conditions you set, Xiao Monk can satisfy you."

"snort!"

Yang Yunfan snorted coldly, and his tone suddenly became serious: "How can you change my plan?"

"It's no use talking more!"

The next moment, Yang Yunfan had already condensed the [Soul Control Seal], and he was too lazy to talk to the Ancient Buddha in the Baozhuang.

"go!"

His idea moved!

brush!

This [Soul Controlling Seal], which shimmered with Kun-yellow Senluo Demonic Flame, immediately ignored all soul defenses and swooped into the soul vortex of the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang!

"ah!"

"What's this?"

"My soul...what did you do to my soul? Why did a shackle appear?"

The soul-controlling curse seal penetrated into the soul of the ancient Buddha Baozhuang. In just a moment, countless strange flame vines evolved, spreading in the soul core of the ancient Buddha Baozhuang like an ivy.

Same, they are blooming everywhere.

"This is the soul curse seal!"

"Sword Master of Shushan, it turns out that you wanted to take me as your soul slave from the very beginning!"

"I hate it so much... Why didn't I discover your conspiracy?"

Soon, Baozhuang

The ancient Buddha discovered something.

He looked up to the sky and roared, making a sound of incomparable grief and anger.

Unfortunately, at this moment, his soul has been completely sealed by the Soul Control Seal.

Even if he wanted to self-destruct, he couldn't.

Moreover, after the soul-controlling seal spread, he could no longer betray Yang Yunfan.

Once a thread that goes against Yang Yunfan's will appears in his heart, the soul-controlling curse seal will instantly emit [Senluo Demonic Flame], burning his soul with inhumane flames... This kind of flame burning is not something that humans can do.

Endurable!

"Master, master... let me go!"

After just a moment, the ancient Buddha-class Baozhuang completely succumbed, and he begged for mercy tremblingly.

…

In the void.

Yang Yunfan's consciousness withdrew from the soul core of the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang.

"Kneel down!"

Wearing a dark golden divine robe, rippling in the void, Yang Yunfan exuded supreme majesty. He stared at the ancient Buddha in the treasure pillar and let out a loud shout.

"How dare you humiliate me like this?"

Hearing these words, Baozhuang Ancient Buddha's eyes showed a trace of anger, and the Buddhist golden light burst out in his pupils, wanting to fight to the death.

"No, don't!!"

But soon, he felt the terror of the soul-controlling seal, and his soul was burning violently.

There was a trace of pain on his face, and cold sweat fell down. In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he succumbed to Yang Yunfan, and with a "pop", he knelt down in front of Yang Yunfan.

"good!"

"It seems that the soul-controlling seal is effective!"

When Yang Yunfan saw this scene, he knew that he should have completely conquered Baozhuang Ancient Buddha.

He didn't mean to humiliate the ancient Buddha Baozhuang on purpose, but he was really worried if he didn't give it a try. This was a supremely powerful man, so powerful that even the soul-controlling seal of the Red Lotus Ancient Demon would sometimes

It may not really work.

"Get up, Baozhuan Ancient Buddha. From now on we are a family, so we don't need so many gifts."

Now that he has subdued the Ancient Buddha of the Baozhuang, there is no need to continue to humiliate him. At this time, Yang Yunfan stepped forward and helped the Ancient Buddha of the Baozhuang up affectionately.

"Thank you, Master."

Baozhuang Ancient Buddha blurted out, and as soon as he finished speaking, he became extremely depressed.

At this time, Yang Yunfan looked at the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang, pondered for a moment, and said: "Since you have joined me,

Shushan Sword Palace, the Buddhist title Baozhuang should be used as little as possible in front of others in the future. I will give you another title. Well, let’s do this. From now on, you will change your name to... Taoist Wangchou."

Yang Yunfan stared at the head of the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang and remembered a poem... The white hair of three thousand feet is as long as a man's sorrow. This ancient Buddha in Baozhuang has a bald head and has forgotten all the three thousand sorrows. It is most suitable to call him Taoist Wangchou.

.

After a pause, Yang Yunfan thought of something else and said casually: "In addition, I have appointed you as the sword-wielding guardian of the Shushan Sword Palace. You are responsible for the safety of the Shushan Sword Palace. Your status is only lower than that of the chief elder Qingxuan."

"Yes, thank you Master!"

Baozhuang Ancient Buddha's heart was ashen and he didn't hear clearly at the moment, so he casually agreed.

But the next moment, he suddenly realized something.

"He gave me the name... Taoist who forgets his hatred?"

"Is he asking me to forget my hatred?"

The ancient Buddha in Baozhuang muttered something.

He mistakenly thought that Yang Yunfan wanted him to forget his hatred.

At this moment, he felt inexplicably sad and angry.

You have taken me as your soul slave and cannot escape your control for the rest of my life. How can you still let yourself forget your hatred?

This is just rubbing salt into your own wounds!

It's simply too much!

However, as soon as a little resentment arose in the heart of Baozhuang Ancient Buddha, the flaming creeper formed by the soul-controlling seal began to stir in the whirlpool of his soul.

"No, don't..."

Feeling this terrifying aura, Baozhuang Ancient Buddha suddenly became excited and quickly begged for mercy: "Little monk, no, Xiaodao will never dare to bear grudges against his master. From now on, he will do his best to serve his master as hard as a dog or horse, and to strengthen our Shushan Mountain."

Sword Palace, I will devote myself to death and die!"

"Xiaobao, you are too nervous. Relax. As time goes by, you will know that I am a very easy-going person." Yang Yunfan was in a good mood when he saw that he had completely conquered the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang.

He touched the smooth head of the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang and gave him a nickname.

Xiaobao?

How dare you call me Xiaobao?

The ancient Buddha in Baozhuang was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

I have lived for countless years. In the hands of the Thunder Light Treasure Buddha, my original treasure was once a world-famous treasure... This boy actually despises me so much?
Chapter completed!