Under the Bodhi tree.

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, with the warmth of the spring breeze and rain. The Buddha light lingered behind him, and a peaceful smile on his face, just like an old monk entering into meditation.

Yuan Ling is mysterious and profound. He is surrounded by black mist and his breath is obscure. If he doesn't see it, he can stand in front of Ye Xuan. With his perception, he will never be able to detect his existence.

The void was disillusioned and murderous intent flashed. Yuan Ling had never hesitated so much, because Ye Xuan was too important to him, so important that if Ye Xuan really died at this moment, everything he would have been back.

"The Immortal Sutra is a banned book outside the heavens. The one who created this nerve once said that immortality is immortal and transcends the heavens. Can the sound of two thieves and bald soul-saving Buddhas really be saved? " Yuan Ling murmured to himself, suddenly looking at Ye Xuan, with the black fog all over his body being extremely disordered.

"Advisor?"

Yuan Ling whispered, staring at Ye Xuan through the black fog's eyes, hoping to see if Ye Xuan was hiding the world.

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan was always sitting cross-legged like an old monk and speaking without moving. He seemed to be really trapped in the cultivation. No matter how Yuan Ling called him, he did not react at all.

"Can he be really transformed?" Yuan Ling frowned and kept walking in front of Ye Xuan, hoping that his guess was wrong.

"All things come together, and the spiritual essence is invincible."

Suddenly, Yuan Ling paused, black mist evaporated all over his body, and a little black light grew from his fingertips, and he pointed at Ye Xuan.

Wow!

The wind blew, and it was a strange black wind that instantly enveloped Ye Xuan. However, the Buddha light suddenly shone around Ye Xuan, and the sound of a roar of demons was heard from his body.

"Damn it, it's indeed transformed!" This scene directly made Yuan Ling roar. At the same time, the two Western Saints came.

"Bold, who is trespassing here?"

Buzz!

The void was disillusioned and disappeared. Before the two Western saints could attack Yuan Ling, the Yuan Ling suddenly turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared. The two Western saints allowed the supreme holy law to be displayed, and the traces of Yuan Ling could not be found.

"who is he?"

Zhunti spoke in shock and pinched his five fingers quickly, revealing the hope of deducing the identity of a human being. The result he could get was unknown, which made him extremely solemn.

"Junior brother, do you still remember that Yuanshi Tianzun almost killed Ye Xuan, and a black light offset Yuanshi's great technique. I am afraid that the person who just appeared must have a great relationship with Ye Xuan." Jie Yinchen said.

"Senior brother, things are getting weirder. In addition to the six saints like us, is there anyone in this world that is comparable to us?" Zhunti asked in a terrifying manner.

"Pangu opened the sky and preached Hongjun, but have you never thought about where the world was before the creation of heaven and earth, where did the great god Pangu come from, and where did Hongjun Daozu come from?" Jie Yin said solemnly.

"Can't this person be someone from Chaos Heaven?" Zhunti whispered in horror, and even looked at Jie Yin suddenly, with an extremely panic look in his eyes.

"I don't know, I don't know!"

Jie Yin shook his head and sighed softly. Although he was a saint, he did not know the secret of creating the world, let alone the so-called people outside the chaotic world.

"I don't care about what this person has. It's just that you and I have already reached this point. Ye Xuan must not make any mistakes." Zhi Yinzuo said loudly.

"Amitabha!"

While the two Western Saints were talking, a compassionate Buddha's name came from Ye Xuan's mouth. Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes at this time, and looked at the two Western Saints with a peaceful smile on his face.

"Junior brother, you are awake." Jie Yin was solemn and had a peaceful face. He was even more concerned about Ye Xuan.

"If I had not had the help of two senior brothers, I would not have recovered my cultivation so quickly." Ye Xuan clasped his hands together and looked at the two saints and one bow in the West, and he had a touch of Buddha nature from beginning to end.

"My junior brother is the seventh saint of heaven, and he is also an important figure in the Buddhist lineage of Everbrating My Buddhism. He will naturally have a deep blessing." Cundi said with a smile.

"Junior brother, tell me, have you got the Hongmeng purple qi?" Jie Yin sat cross-legged beside Ye Xuan and directly asked the question he wanted to know the most in his heart.

"Two senior brothers, Mingjian. The junior brother had fought with the ancient demon court before and borrowed the Hongmeng purple aura to the ancestor of the Styx. However, the ancestor of the Styx led the Asura clan back to the Netherworld Blood Sea. At this moment, the Hongmeng purple aura was not in the hands of the junior brother." Ye Xuan clasped his hands together and said softly.

"Okay, okay!"

Hearing Ye Xuan's answer, Jie Yin looked overjoyed. He knew that Ye Xuan was indeed the seventh saint of heaven. Although the Hongmeng purple aura was in the hands of the ancestor of the Styx at this moment, this was not a difficult problem.

"Junior brother, you are already at the top of the quasi-saint. Even if the Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun are not your opponents. Although you have worn off your ferociousness and entered my Buddhism, there is no loss in this cultivation level. As long as you take back the Hongmeng purple aura, you will definitely become the seventh saint." Junti said with a smile.

"Amitabha!"

Ye Xuan recited the Buddha's name low and said, "The ancestor of the Styx was born in the Netherworld Blood Sea, and can be said to be immortal. At this moment, the purple qi of Hongmeng is in his hands. My junior brother is only afraid of this person..."

Ye Xuan wanted to speak but stopped, but did not continue. The meaning was already extremely obvious, and the two Western saints looked at each other and showed a peaceful smile on their faces.

"Young brother, please rest assured. Although the River Styx was born from the Netherworld Blood Sea, it is also known that the Blood Sea is not dry and the River Styx will not die, but for the two brothers and the two, he dare not take Hongmeng purple qi for himself."

Jie Yin said this and looked at Zhunti and said, "Junior brother, it seems that you need to go to the Netherworld Blood Sea to bring back the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Don't worry, senior brother, at most, Junior Brother Hongmeng Purple Qi will definitely bring back."

As soon as Zhunti touched his sleeve, the Seven Treasures Tree appeared. When Zhunti stepped out, his whole body quietly disappeared under the Bodhi tree. It was obvious that he was going to the Netherworld Blood Sea to ask for the Hongmeng Purple Qi for Ye Xuan.

If anyone who wants Ye Xuan to become a saint the most at this moment is not the Heavenly Court tribe or his so-called subordinate, but the two Western saints at this moment.

Why do the two Western Saints take the risk of saving Ye Xuan?

After all, Ye Xuan is the seventh saint of heaven. As long as he transforms Ye Xuan into a Buddhist before he becomes a saint, after Ye Xuan becomes a saint, Western Buddhism will have three great saints, who can completely confront the Three Pure Ones without being at a disadvantage. This is the real thought of the two Western saints.

At this moment, he already knew where the Hongmeng purple qi was. The two Western Saints would never delay at all. Zhunti even went to the Netherworld Blood Sea personally. Just wait for the Hongmeng purple qi to be brought back, which would help Ye Xuan become the seventh Saint of Heaven.
Chapter completed!