In the narrow corridor, the ground was still a little cold.

Master Wuyi knelt at Qi Chen's door, so the ground was still marked with Qi Chen's footprints when he went out.

Eighteen respectfully knelt down and knelt down.

Chi Yi did not kneel down, but bowed slightly respectfully.

The so-called Holy Son is a Buddhist legend.

Buddhists in the mountains say that there are three thousand light beams in the world, and each light beam represents a noble character.

When the world is filthy, chaotic, and morally corrupt, those three thousand beams of light will fall here and form the Holy Son.

The Son is the embodiment of light.

Buddhists believe very much in the legend of the Holy Son. Everything in Buddhism is based on the Holy Son.

Their ideas, their ways, their mentality, their exercises...

Everything is handed down from the Son, and everything is unfolded by the Son.

Since Buddhism was too powerful, this legend gradually affected the people in the mountains, especially after the witch was born.

Just as if there is darkness, there must be light to deal with it. The Holy Son and the Demon Girl have always been opposites since they appeared.

Light and darkness, male and female, human and demon.

However, the Holy Son is too difficult to find, and there are no signs at all.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense. I am not a Holy Son, so what is a Holy Son?" Qin Xile quickly helped Master Wuyi up, but the master's body seemed to be rooted in the ground, heavier than steel bars.

Master Wuyi was extremely respectful and raised his head with tears in his eyes: "The Holy Son doesn't know something. You haven't awakened yet, so you just don't know it."

"But you have great merit."

"I dare to ask you, what do you do?"

Qin Xile scratched his head, but when he saw Master Wuyi still kneeling on the ground, he simply sat down. He couldn't let an old man do this.

"I'm just an ordinary teacher."

"How can they be ordinary? They are lucky to be taught by you." Master Wuyi said immediately.

"Furthermore, it is impossible for a simple teacher to have such great merits. You have done almost nothing, but you already have more merits than Buddha statues."

"With great merit and virtue, you have already condensed a small holy body, and ordinary evil spirits cannot enter your body. Have you never been sick, and have you rarely encountered anything bad?"

Qin Xile nodded.

"That's right." Master Wuyi showed a joyful smile, "Holy Son, please allow me to get up."

Qin Xile looked bitter: "Master, please don't say that."

Master Wuyi took his time and stood up with Shiba: "Holy Son, please allow this poor monk to visit your room.

Qin Xile scratched his head: "Master, you all can come in."

Qin Xile lives alone, his house is very clean, and the air is filled with the elegant fragrance of ink.

As soon as Chi Yi entered the door, he saw the words: "Peace and happiness."

"Good words!" He rarely had mood swings, but at this moment, his eyes lit up, and his body seemed to be frozen in place, looking straight at these words.

The words are in regular script, but they have a real sense of peace and joy. Over the years, Chi Yi seems to be indifferent, but every time he practices, he is a little tired.

However, at this moment, the tiredness in his heart was as if it was gently swept away with a broom, and his whole body immediately felt relaxed.

Chi Yi has reached the realm of Taoism, and even the calligraphy of the world's great calligraphers rarely affects him.

But this one...

Chi Yi looked at Qin Xile with even more respect.

Qin Xile's room is covered with calligraphy. In addition to calligraphy, there are also some books, many books, covering various categories.

The fragrance of books and ink.

"Good words, really good words!" Master Wuyi praised, "I have never seen such words in the world. If you pour in spiritual energy when writing these words, then one word will become a talisman, and

It is an extremely powerful talisman.”

"You are indeed the Holy Son. There is no doubt about this. Although ordinary people will have merits, you have not done anything great. With such merits, you are almost born."

"In this world, only the Holy Son is the carrier of merit."

"Holy Son, Witch..." Suddenly, Shiba murmured and said these two words.

Master Wuyi's whole body was cold, and he looked sharply at Qi Chen's residence, with a cold sweat on his back.

"Is it such a coincidence that the Holy Son and the demon girl live across the street? Or is this a trick of the demon girl? She has known about the Holy Son for a long time and used the Holy Son to hide her identity, or she wants to take advantage of the Holy Son.

Kill the Holy Son before he wakes up?"

"What a scary witch!"

Master Wuyi was extremely afraid. If he and others came a few steps later, the Holy Son would die at the hands of the demon woman.

"Holy Son, it is not safe here. The poor monk will take you to the Buddha Sect immediately." Master Wuyi said. In fact, he was still not sure whether it was the Holy Son or not. It was not him who had the final say, nor the Buddha Sect.

It is not calculated, but needs to be verified by Buddhism.

"I'm really not a saint...Master, I'm just an ordinary person, and I have to go to class tomorrow, so I won't leave with you." Qin Xile declined.

Eighteen said: "Master, before the Holy Son awakened, he was an ordinary person, and it is rumored that the Holy Son has his own mortal world that needs to be experienced."

"I'm anxious..." Master Wuyi sighed, "The Holy Son is the Holy Son, how come we mortals can understand that since the Holy Son is here, he must have his mission, maybe to suppress the demon girl."

"Holy Son, let us take our leave first."

Master Wuyi and the other two hurriedly left. They came to the small courtyard, looked back and couldn't help but sigh.

"Really the Holy Son?" Chi Yi asked.

"I am at least 50% sure that if it is not the Holy Son, this merit alone is related to Buddhism."

"The demon girl has left. Does Chi Daoyou know where she went?"

Chi Yi frowned, and his eyes became darker and darker, like a snow mountain collapsing: "It seems to have gone to the north."

"This location... seems to be Jiang Night Market?"

"..."

"Passed by."

"Why is she going to Jiang Night Market? There is a Chi family in Jiang Night Market. It's impossible for her not to know."

Master Wuyi was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe it's for revenge?"

"If the demon girl has grown up and has certain abilities, it is very possible for her to seek revenge at this time."

"We need to inform the Chi family as soon as possible, as well as several other major forces. This time, the demon girl must not be allowed to escape."

Master Wuyi took out his mobile phone. He was not old enough to know how to use these modern technologies.

However, at this moment, the surrounding air became blurry, and the mobile phone signal was lost.

"Is this?" Chi Yi took out a long knife and slashed it around. The mist was cut away and then restored.

"I remember we were in the small courtyard..."

"Array!" Master Wuyi frowned, "There is actually an array in this small courtyard...is this?"

His eyes widened, because right in front of them, Buddha statues appeared, but the Buddha statues were extremely ugly, as if someone had deliberately discredited them, and some were even very obscene.

"Treasonous and unethical!"

"How dare you disrespect me, the Buddha? It's unreasonable. I'm afraid it's a trap set by the witch. She knew we were coming back a long time ago, so she deliberately set up a formation to trap us here, so as to humiliate us."

"break!"

Master Wuyi shouted loudly, and the surrounding mist collapsed, but quickly reappeared. At the same time, the distorted Buddha statues smashed towards them.

"This formation must be resolved before she goes to the Chi family."

The three of them took action at the same time, and for some unknown reason, the more they used their spiritual energy, the faster the formation condensed.

"This formation is absorbing our spiritual energy..." Chi Yi stopped, "There are two solutions now. The first is to find the eye of the formation and break it directly. The second is to wait. If we don't use spiritual energy,

, this formation is estimated to be lifted in about ten days.”

…

On an island abroad, Mo Guantian was wearing sunglasses, a floral vest and pants, hugging a blonde beauty from left to right.

"Good!"

"very good!"

He spoke in suffocated English and swallowed his saliva.

"Who said that my treasured sword is old? I am still alive and well. I am really happy."

Mo Guantian smiled obscenely, and then suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Some Buddhist monk touched the formation I left there... He really overestimates his abilities, and no one who cultivates Buddhism is good."

The formation was left by him and has nothing to do with Qi Chen or Sui Suiyi.

"I don't know which unlucky bald donkey it is."

Author's words: Hello everyone, I've finished today's update. The first two volumes of this book pave the way for the next two volumes. This third volume will also pave the way for the following ones. Thank you for your understanding. I love you all.
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