Three years passed, and Xuankong sat cross-legged in the bamboo house in the Vajra Hell. This long time passed allowed him to completely absorb Qin Shihuang's memory. Perhaps only such a long time could allow Xuankong to absorb and accommodate another person's memories without losing his nature.

After absorbing the lifelong experience of Qin Shihuang, the emperor of the ages, Xuankong's face showed a hint of domineeringness and a hint of confidence in holding the wisdom beads.

Although there is still a light and light wind among practitioners, it has an added layer of breathtaking atmosphere.

Different from the dragon power of the dragon clan, it is somewhat similar.

The golden light shield outside, transformed by the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty, was eroded by the endless karma, was only a thin layer left, but Xuankong, who had absorbed Qin Shihuang's memory in the bamboo house, was still the same, and there was no sign of leaving.

Obviously, he wanted to take advantage of this time to understand some questions that he had not yet thought clearly. He finally knew why he came to this world and what kind of tasks he was carrying after coming to this world.

Save the way of heaven, hey, what a great proposition!

Immediately afterwards, another three years of time changed, and the power and status of the Buddha Wutian outside the Three Realms had reached its peak. I don’t know how many gods and holy Buddhas were beaten into powder because of their resistance to his control.

But these have nothing to do with Xuankong. He was taking advantage of this rare leisure time to take out his past memories one by one.

This depressing and boring process was not at all impatient for Xuan Kong himself. Taoist Master Yimei, junior brother Wang Qi, disciple Wang Jun, Chi Weizi, Sun Qi...

Xuankong's face became more and more indifferent and misty. These were the people he was closest to since he came to this world. The trace of hostility inherited from Qin Shihuang also returned to calm in this memory. However, during this period, he had never thought about the position he should be in during this reunion of heaven and earth.

Moreover, six years have passed, and I don’t know how much karma generated in the world due to the rule of the Buddha Wutian, the Vajra Hell has accumulated in the Vajra Hell. Even the golden light of the protection of the great Qin Dynasty has gradually been annihilated.

Xuankong, sitting cross-legged in the bamboo house, was in the erosion of the karma of sentient beings without any precautions. Could it be that he was going to sit and wait for death like this? Another depressing silence, another year passed.

A slight fluctuation of spiritual power came from a corner of the Vajra Hell. It was like a drop of ink fell into clear water, and it immediately roared layer by layer. Xuankong, who had been silent for seven years in the bamboo house for seven years, finally opened his eyes. It was incredible that he had spent seven years in the erosion of boundless karma, but he was not hurt at all.

Not only was he not hurt, but he also seemed to have recovered all the Taoist practices and magic powers of Taiyi Jinxian. Has he already found a way to transform karma for himself? Xuan Kong took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and finally returned to his true nature.

He stood up and jumped up from the ground, and looked at the place where the spiritual power fluctuations came with curious eyes. Fortunately, the person who fell from the sky was lucky enough to land in the bamboo forest in front of Qin Shihuang's house.

This bamboo forest was transformed by Qin Shihuang's merits with his own human emperor. All things are not affected by karma and will not erode, helping the person who fell from the sky to block the corrosion of karma.

Xuan Kong watched the man staggering from the ground with interest. He looked carefully about eight feet long and three people holding his head, which looked like a little girl with a pink and jade carving.

The man climbed up from the ground, waved a pair of white jade-like hands and pinched a spell, breaking the silence in a bad way: "Where is this? Who are you?"

Xuan Kong laughed silently, it seemed that this person had just experienced a big battle. That's why he showed a look of defense against such a kind and harmless immortal family as he was.

However, although the girl's voice was soft and pleasant, she had a little decisive meaning when she spoke, which made people unable to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

The man's eyes showed distrustful eyes and asked coldly: "Are you also a demon under the Buddha Wutian?"

Xuankong was shocked when he heard this man's words. He also knew that he had been in seclusion in the Vajra Hell for seven years, but he did not expect that the name of Wutian Buddha in the three realms outside was known to everyone.

The man saw Xuan Kong not speaking, and pinched the magic trick in his hand. It turned out to be the secret Dharma of the Thunder Division of Heavenly Court.

Xuankong dared not use his body to catch it easily. Just as he was about to dodge, he suddenly saw a white fist hitting him. If other Qi Refiners in the Three Realms were caught off guard, they might be able to be hit by this person, but Xuankong inherited the fighting instinct in his previous life.

There was no need for a brain reaction at all. Just a subconscious raise of his hand and sealed the man's fist. However, Xuankong knew the misunderstanding and quickly explained: "This is the Vajra Hell under the eighteen levels of hell, and I am not a disciple of the Demon Buddha of Heavenlessness."

The man was already exhausted, and heard Xuan Kong calling Wutian the Demon Buddha, so he didn't care about it and could only believe it for the time being. He withdrew his fist and breathed lightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in surprise: "I actually came to the eighteenth level of hell?"

Xuankong just glanced at the man and had already seen his current situation clearly, thinking to himself: "Who is this man? Although his soul seems to be lost, his magic is like the righteous god in the heavenly court."

He asked curiously: "This is the Vajra Hell of the Infinite Vajra. There are positive and negative whirlwinds in the outer passage. How did you come here when you were seriously injured?" Even Xuankong asked himself that he would be difficult to break through the positive and negative whirlwinds in such a situation. This shows that this person must be an extraordinary god in the Three Realms.

When the man heard Xuan Kong's words, he rubbed the slut on his head with a little discouraged look, raised his head with some distress and said, "Is this the Vajra Hell? Although I have heard of this place, I have never been here."

He said proudly again: "I am the incarnation of lotus. Don't mention the positive and negative whirlwinds here. After I recover my magic power, even if it is the Lingxiao Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens or the Lingshan World in the Western Paradise, I can go there!"
Chapter completed!