Now everything is moving in a positive direction, and everyone is showing joy.

Especially the people of Maoshan, when they heard Xiu Xiang say that, they instantly had great hope for Xiao Yu.

Not to mention Xiuxiang's cultivation level, just Mr. Hua Tuo's disciple will definitely succeed. After all, Hua Tuo has a very high status in China, and he is a god-like figure.

"Xiao Yu is such a lucky conspiracy. He even knows Mr. Hua Tuo and Meng Po, which makes me ashamed!"

"Now the relics have arrived. Xiao Yu has just taken the pill and is not suitable for the golden body. I suggest that everyone will come here to gather in three days."

The abbot of Putuoshan is the initiator of this event, so everyone basically obeys his words. Moreover, Xiuxiang has just left, so it is indeed not suitable to gather the golden body at this time. Once the medicine is broken, isn’t it a waste of other people’s good intentions?

In the next two days, Qinglong kept Wu Xuan paying attention to the movements of Wuji City, while also letting the disciples of Yangshi pay attention to the mountain gate where they had grudges with Xiao Yu.

The sun is much quieter than the underworld, because it is a prosperous era, and most people are used to such a quiet life and don’t want to cause trouble at all. In addition, the Exorcist Alliance is pressing on it, and the official also pays great attention to major mountains, so everyone is very low-key in doing things.

But even so, news still spread, saying that Xiao Yu was pretending to die.

Rumors began to spread. When some mountain gates first learned the news, they sent their disciples to inquire, but they returned in vain.

Panlongshan, who had the greatest grudge against Xiao Yu, has always been resentful of Xiao Yu, so after they left, they left spies.

"Buddhists gather together in Maoshan, it's interesting.

With their little strength, they also want Xiao Yu to resurrect? It’s really a delusion.

Last time I heard that Xiao Yu and the Lord of Wuji City had a grudge. If you send someone to Wuji City, you will say that Xiao Yu is ready to resurrect the soul and let them do it in advance.

Also, you can take time to visit the Holy Lord of the Yellow Springs and let them fight, that's the best way."

The old woman in Panlong Mountain sat in a cave and looked at the elder in front of her and said with a smile.

"Old ancestor, if this is the case, the Xuanmen will know about it, then wouldn't we be very passive?"

Elder Panlongshan was a little hesitant. Maoshan is not the same as before and cannot be moved just by wanting to move, so you have to think carefully about doing things.

"It's okay. I will go to the Ghost Tower Secret Realm in a few days. I heard that the remnants of the Ghost Hidden Sect formed a force in the Secret Realm called Zheyu Palace, who wanted to avenge the mountain gate.

I went in and contacted some forces and secretly provoked them. I guess it would be more interesting at that time.

By the way, what do you say about the Western Xuanmen? Do they just want to let Xiao Yu go like this?"

As the ancestor Panlongshan said, she suddenly stood up again. Since she suffered a loss in Panlongshan last time, she has been very afraid of that place, so she is very careful in doing things. She will not show up in major matters and only let her subordinates go.

"The West said that they had told other popes, but they had to discuss it, and there was no reply yet."

The elder's face looked a little ugly. With his thinking, since the conflict with Xiao Yu has weakened, then don't cause trouble anymore, so as not to cause humiliation. However, the ancestor must get rid of Maoshan on the grounds that he has the inner demon.

"Then let them discuss it slowly, let's wait.

I also heard that the recent incident of Xuanmen has been spread to the Penglai Secret Realm, and many guardians have been called to ask questions. If you ask your disciples to do things, you must not let the earth immortals in Penglai Secret Realm catch the handle."

"yes...."

The elder Panlong Mountain shook his head and left, but the ancestor Panlong Mountain looked cold at this time.

"Xiao Yu, you really have a long life. If you don't kill you, my cultivation will be difficult to further.

When I, Senior Penglai, come out, I will definitely leave you with Maoshan.”

The old woman Panlong looked cold, and finally took out a music transmission note, said a few words inside, and then threw it out.

Three days passed by in a blink of an eye. On this day, everyone gathered in the main hall. The Taoist burned incense and prayed for blessings, and the monk chanted scriptures and meditated. At twelve o'clock noon, everyone came to the place where Xiao Yu's corpse was placed again.

"Everyone, the golden body of the nine nine-nine-returned-to-one cannot be disturbed by outsiders. You must protect the Dharma well. Once you fail, you will lose all your efforts."

The abbot of Putuo Mountain gave a serious explanation to everyone, and then waved his hand and the nine monks quickly walked out. They were all wearing red cassocks and had strong magical fluctuations flowing.

Qinglong immediately opened the Yin-Yang Array and summoned a great master from the Xuanwu family and the White Tiger family to Maoshan.

Maoshan is now solid, and anyone who comes will definitely die on the mountain.

The sand-swallowing beast, Wang Yao, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Xiaobao, the ghost immortal.

It can be said that Maoshan is now stronger than any force on the surface.

Several monks surrounded the soul-raising coffin in the middle, and the coffin was covered with a red cassock. Everyone looked solemn, as if they were facing life and death.

"Amitabha...."

The abbot of Putuo Temple's voice was low, as if sending a signal to others. After hearing the Buddha's name, the golden Buddha light began to emit from the bodies of several masters.

The Buddha's light is dazzling, making anything in this house be shrouded in Buddha's light.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient Buddha appeared behind a monk.

The ancient Buddha closed his eyes slightly, put one hand on his dantian and the other hand on his chest, his legs entrenched together, naked, like an Arhat.

As for the other people, ancient Buddhas gathered one after another, each of which was two meters high. Looking at it, it made people feel like kneeling down.

When the Buddha appeared, Abbot Putuo hurriedly took out a jade box from his sleeve and gently pulled a corner.

"Amitabha..."

Several monks recited the Buddha's name at the same time, and then stretched out their hands at the same time and pointed at Xiao Yu's coffin.

At the same time, the abbot of Putuo Mountain waved his hand, and a relic flew out with golden light and came to Xiao Yu's coffin.

"The Buddha surrendered to the auspicious signs, and the relics were created, and ten thousand monks were led by them, and hundreds of Buddhas came to welcome them."

The monk's low voice rang, and then the other monks all said, "Amitabha".

The moment when several people recited Amitabha Buddha at the same time, a golden beam of light flew out from the ancient Buddhas behind them.

Nine yellow beams gathered together on the relics, surrounding the relics in the middle.

Under the illumination of nine golden lights, the relics that were originally like stone began to react a little, as if they were about to melt.

Several monks looked at each other without making any sound. Qinglong and Lao Bai were also nervous behind them.

At the same time, Xiao Yu, among the Maoshan ancient jade, seemed to have some sense, his soul moved and began to pinch his handprints.

The soul of the Ice and Snow God King was dropped in the air, looking at Xiao Yu with envy and the Nuwa Stone that he had worked hard to get.

Today is very quiet, as if there is a trend of storm coming.

After Xiao Yu's death, Maoshan was already closed. Many disciples began to work hard when they saw Xiao Yu's death. They painted talismans and recited scriptures every day, and they had to face the next battle.
Chapter completed!