Although Guanyin Bodhisattva did not say it, based on some information I learned in my previous life, Yang Zhen still determined the true identity of Patriarch Subhuti, who was probably the clone of the two Western saints, the Saint Cundi.

Apart from the saints, who can make Guanyin Bodhisattva, who has the cultivation of the Daluo Golden Immortal, so afraid that he doesn't even dare to mention it. In addition, Guanyin Bodhisattva's attitude towards him, Yang Zhen has eight levels of confidence to be sure that Subhuti Patriarch is the clone of the Western saint Cunti.

Thinking that he also had a saint master, Yang Zhen was still a little happy. Let’s not discuss how Cunti is. At least Yang Zhen is also a backstage person, and Yang Zhen’s backstage is still the most powerful Buddhist sect in the Three Realms today. No matter what, Yang Zhen feels that he has an extra layer of security and his safety has been greatly improved.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva, I already understand." Yang Zhen said.

When Guanyin Bodhisattva heard this, he immediately looked at Yang Zhen, not knowing how much Yang Zhen knew. However, when he noticed Yang Zhen's expression, Guanyin Bodhisattva was still secretly shocked. It seemed that Yang Zhen really knew a lot of history, and even some secret things, and I'm afraid he knew it.

However, everyone has his own secret. Although Guanyin Bodhisattva was curious, he did not ask.

Nodded, Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "Since you already know what you want to know, I will say goodbye first."

"Bodhisattva walk slowly!" Yang Zhen said.

After seeing off Guanyin Bodhisattva, Yang Zhen continued to walk down the mountain. Yang Zhen did not forget those who wanted to take advantage of the situation. Although he had killed them all, it was okay to teach them a little lesson and give them a long memory.

Hanshan, foot of the mountain.

"Uncle Master, this formation is so powerful. It took us a night to find a way to break the formation. I really don't know who was the one who set it up. It's really amazing." A girl in pink clothes said to an old man beside her.

The old man was white-bearded, fairy-like, and dressed as a true immortal. However, if he observed his cultivation, he would only be at the seventh level of the Earth Immortal. The old man did not answer the girl's question, but looked at the hundreds of demon cultivators scattered around him, and was in a particularly heavy mood.

Although dozens of human cultivators are gathered together now, the pressure is really great in the face of so many demon cultivators.

This old man is a descendant of the Guangchengzi of the Taoist sect, and is a legacy sect in the world. It was established in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and has a history of thousands of years. Last night, he saw thunder rolling on Hanshan Mountain in Hezhou in Xiniu, and he knew that there were people from the demon clan who had passed the tribulation here. Looking at the power of the thunder tribulation, you can imagine how good the monster that was about to pass the tribulation was. If he could kill him, he would definitely be able to refine elixirs with his flesh and blood, internal elixirs, which would be equivalent to hundreds of years of hard practice.

So the group of people came here overnight, intending to kill the demon who passed the tribulation when it was weak.

However, what they didn't expect was that not only the human cultivators, but also many demon cultivators came here, and there were so many people. If it weren't for the large array blocking here, they would probably have a big battle with those demon clans.

Although the old man and some fellow practitioners found a way to break the formation, they did not dare to break the formation easily, because once the formation was broken, the demon clans would inevitably attack, and they were definitely not opponents of those demon cultivators.

Just as the human monks were hesitating, they saw a young man in white flying out of the sky from the formation. This man was dressed in white and black, had a handsome face, and a faint sense of a captivating momentum on his body, but the pair of cat ears on his head made people notice the identity of this man - the demon clan.

After Yang Zhen flew out of the formation, he glanced at the people at the foot of the mountain and found that among the people, the highest cultivation level of the celestial immortals, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny. Does he give people the feeling that he is so weak that he just wants to pay attention to him?

In fact, Yang Zhen misunderstood this. He realized that although there were many people with thunder tribulation, the more advanced the cultivation level, the more he could understand the horror of the thunder tribulation. And people with cultivation like Guanyin Bodhisattva could see at a glance that the Golden Immortal Demon Clan was passing the tribulation.

When they learned about the power of the tribulation, they did not dare to come easily. Even if they came, they would not go up the mountain directly. Instead, they observed it further and decided to stay or stay.

As for these people with low cultivation, their ideas are much simpler.

After glanced around, Yang Zhen glared at his eyes, bursting out the momentum of the Golden Immortal's cultivation, and directly pressed everyone at the foot of the mountain to half kneel on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, and suffered significant internal injuries.

Fortunately, this momentum was taken back in an instant, otherwise these people would not be as simple as vomiting blood and being injured.

"Get out!" Yang Zhen raised his head slightly and said coldly. He revealed his arrogant expression without any doubt.

Yang Zhen did this naturally to those who were secretly observing him, telling them that he was not only not injured, but was more energetic and not to pay attention to him.

After saying that, Yang Zhen glanced around again before returning to the formation, ignoring the group of jumping clowns.

After returning to the cave, Yang Zhen first spent half a year to consolidate his current cultivation, and then tried to understand the way of heaven by himself. Unfortunately, although Yang Zhen had a good understanding, he had no idea for a while and did not know how to practice. He could only try to understand based on the content of the preaching of the Patriarch Subhuti and Guanyin Bodhisattva before.

However, those are just the most basic things. Yang Zhen wanted to understand what the Golden Immortal needed after it was like a fool.

After another half a year, Yang Zhen still gained nothing, so he gave up his plan to continue practicing, intending to ask him carefully when he met Patriarch Subhuti in the future.

Although his cultivation level cannot be improved, Yang Zhen can do other things. Recalling the method that Taishang Laojun gave him to understand his natal magic powers, Yang Zhen secretly used his skills to activate the demonic energy in his body, and tried to comprehend the natal magic powers.

Although the demon cultivators have to go through the heavenly tribulation before they can transform into shape, the way of heaven is fair. Although the transformation tribulation increases the difficulty of the demon clan's transformation, it gives the demon clan a way to cultivate his natal magical powers, allowing the transformed demon clan to increase his strength. The two cannot be said to be more advantageous to the demon clan, but for the demon clan after transformation, the power of the natal magical powers is still greater.

According to Yang Zhen’s understanding, Kong Xuan’s five-colored divine light and the scorpion spirit’s downward horse poison stake in “Journey to the West” are all natal magical powers, and they are extremely powerful, even comparable to most magic weapons. Especially the power of the five-colored divine light, cough cough! Kong Xuan’s great power!
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