"Looking" at Zhang Yuanding, who was burning incense, worshiping and praying to himself, Yang Xingzhou was very interested: "As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he cannot make the decision when encountering difficulties, but he even asks the gods in public. Wow, it's really feudal and superstitious."

In fact, when he was in the main world, he had already sensed countless vague murmurs and prayers in the small worlds he had visited before, all of which were made by believers begging him. However, these voices were too vague and mixed, and Yang Xingzhou was too lazy to do so.

Listening more often directly "cleansed" these sounds from the depths of my soul, and I never heard such sounds again.

Perhaps we are in the same world now. This Yuanding's identity is not trivial and his thoughts are profound. When he burned incense, bathed and prayed to Yang Xingzhou, he made far more noise than other believers in the small world, alarming Yang Xingzhou.

Yang Xingzhou is a shameless person, and thought to himself: "Since he is kneeling down to me in public, if I don't give him a spiritual manifestation, I'm afraid that the morale of the army will be unstable and I will be missed. How about I cast a spell and let them know that I am also a god.

It will also give them the confidence to rebel."

As soon as I thought about it, a ray of spirit came out, directly to Fuzhou City, and landed on the altar where Zhang Yuanding was.

The altar was huge, with three pillars as thick as arms burning incense, filling the air with smoke.

On the altar table were placed pigs, cattle, sheep, three kinds of livestock, as well as seasonal fresh fruits and other fruits.

A ray of Yang Xingzhou's spirit fell on the altar, and instantly gathered the smoke that filled the altar together, turning it into the image of a scholar. He stood in the void, looked down at Zhang Yuanding and thousands of red armored soldiers behind him, and scolded: "I asked you to fight

The purpose of the world is to serve the country and the people, not for you to waste money and sacrifice people by worshiping ghosts and gods!"

Zhang Yuanding was taken aback and kowtowed: "Yes! Yuanding was reckless this time. There will be no next time!"

He looked up at Yang Xingzhou, with a troubled expression on his face, and said, "It's just that the evil monks have been harassing me recently and want to kill me, causing many injuries to my children. Please show mercy to me sir and save me."

Yang Xingzhou's shaped smoke pointed at Zhang Yuanding and cursed: "Within ten days, my servants will come to help you. I am waiting for the monks and will never hurt you. If you dare to cause trouble next time and waste people and money, I will

I won’t spare you!”

Zhang Yuanding was overjoyed and knelt down and said, "Thank you sir for your mercy."

At this moment, footsteps sounded from far to near, which seemed extremely abrupt in this solemn occasion.

Zhang Yuanding followed the sound and saw a ragged monk staggering over, holding on to his straw sandals.

In order to pay homage to Yang Xingzhou, Zhang Yuanding specially sealed off the surrounding area and strictly prohibited anyone from approaching. Even a flying bird could not approach the altar. But now this monk appeared on the scene without any warning, which immediately made him feel uncomfortable and thoughts were racing in his mind.

Turning around, he remembered someone and shouted: "Are you Monk Daoji?"

Today, the most famous monk in the spiritual world is Monk Daoji, also known as Jigong Living Buddha. He is very famous near Lin'an City. Half of the Jiangnan area knows that he is a living Buddha who has come to the world and has magical powers.

Zhang Yuanding had been wandering around Lin'an City for several years and was aware of Jigong's reputation. However, he had never met this person in person. He only knew that he was extremely difficult to mess with. Later, when he went to Lin'an City to assassinate Qin Xi and the emperor, there were golden masks in the palace and the Prime Minister's Office.

They protected each other until Zhang Yuanding failed. Afterwards, Zhang Yuanding returned to Fujian and felt that there was a high possibility that Jidian was behind the scenes.

But there was no evidence, and he had not asked Yang Xingzhou, so the matter could only be left alone.

Now seeing this sloppy monk appear out of thin air without any warning, Zhang Yuanding was shocked and angry, thinking: "If I were the only one here, you might be able to show your majesty, but now that Mr. Yang has appeared, in front of him, I see

What tricks can you come up with!"

Then I saw the sloppy monk dragging his straw sandals to the altar table, reaching out to pick up a chicken, tearing open the drumstick, biting half of it with "Ah woo", chewing twice, swallowed it in his stomach, and said with a smile: "

It doesn’t taste good!”

He put the chicken down casually and glanced at Yang Xingzhou in the air: "Brother Yang, you are wrong. If you want to become an ancestor, that's no problem. But in order to become an ancestor, you have to start endless killings. This is

That's a bit too much! We have the same hatred and hatred, and I really don't want to see you step by step into evil ways and become an unparalleled devil. Just listen to me and stop it."

Yang Xingzhou said calmly: "Daoji, last time Zhang Yuanding's soul was taken away, was it your idea behind his back? If you just relied on the skills of those monks, how could you control the God of the Underworld?"

Jidian said with a smile: "Actually, he didn't come up with any ideas. It was just that the old monk had itchy hands and drew a magic talisman for him. Later, it was used by those poor children to activate the evil forces to collect the souls. Unfortunately, he didn't expect that Brother Yang would make a big fuss.

Yin Si, you saved Zhang Yuanding’s soul, and my juniors were also unlucky to be killed by your apprentices.”

He said this with a look of regret on his face: "Poor those children, hundreds of years of practice have been in vain! Brother Yang, the sins of your master and disciple are too great!"

Zhang Yuanding had already stood up at this time and cursed: "The lives of your monks are lives, but the lives of my subordinates are not lives. Those monks killed hundreds of my brothers without mercy. Don't they have any sins? Jidian,

You are an eminent Buddhist monk in vain. You don’t even know that all living beings are equal. What kind of holy monk are you? You are no better than a monster monk!"

Jidian said: "If you want to subjugate demons, some killings are inevitable. If you didn't raise troops to rebel, how could the monks come to assassinate the commander?"

Yang Xingzhou was furious: "You bastard, you caused me to have an inexplicable fight with Han Dian last time, and now you dare to steal my offerings! Even if you are the Western Dragon Subduing Arhat this time, I can't spare you!"

"

Jidian was stunned: "Brother Yang, do you know my roots?"

Yang Xingzhou sneered, and his body that was filled with smoke suddenly solidified. The next moment, he landed in front of Jidian and punched forward.

Jidian didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that it was just the incarnation of smoke. Even if it was powerful, it could not hurt him. But when the punch actually came, he realized that something was wrong and felt that the incomparable aura enveloped him.

With his whole body and his cultivation level, it would be difficult for him to break free.

"No, this is his true form here!"

Just as the idea of ​​Ji Dian came up, Yang Xingzhou's punch hit him in the chest. There was a "boom" sound. Poor Ji Dian's body was exploded into a cloud of blood mist with his punch, and the golden bones were flying around.

, gourd, and monk's hat were also rushed out by a strong force.

After Yang Xingzhou succeeded with a punch, he kept punching. A small gourd suddenly appeared in mid-air, sucking Jidian into the gourd, which turned into blood mist. Then Yang Xingzhou casually threw the gourd into the void.

The next moment, the gourd arrived at the foot of Beimang Mountain. Han Dian stretched out his heaven-shielding demonic hand, grabbed the gourd, unscrewed the stopper, and poured the blood mist in the gourd into his own demon heart bottle.

As soon as the blood mist entered the magic bottle, it had re-condensed into a human form, still looking like Jidian, and cursed: "What a ruthless Yang Xingzhou, he knows my base and dares to attack me... Eh? This is

Where?"
Chapter completed!