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Chapter 129 Preaching
Middle Earth.

The central dynasty, the imperial capital, and the altar for offering sacrifices to the gods.

Only two days later, the Holy King of Jiuyou opened his eyes again.

After the eight gods on the altar sensed it, they were all surprised and a little nervous.

Except for the first two days, in the past thousand years, the Holy King of Nine Nethers had awakened because of the appearance of the God of Rain. Such frequent awakenings meant that another major event had happened.

Anything that can make the Holy King pay attention, any one, will affect the whole world.

Without waiting for the eight god generals to think about it, a gorgeous golden lotus came from nine days away, dragged a bright glow, and stopped directly above the altar.

The rays of the sun dissipated, revealing the white-browed old monk among them.

"The Buddha of Infinite Life."

The magnificent Buddha's name echoed in the sky above the imperial capital, and the phantom of a golden Buddha appeared behind the old monk, nearly a thousand feet high, with a strong breath.

In an instant, a heavy pressure fell on the bodies of several generals, and they felt the extremely strong incense and vow power from the old monk.

The old monk looked kind and kind, but the aura on his body gave them the feeling that it was even more terrifying than the Holy King of Nine Serenities.

"What it is?"

"Has the Holy King appeared?"

"Is he a new general? Why is he a bald man?"

The sudden appearance of the Golden Buddha above the sky caused countless discussions in the imperial capital.

On this star, there has never been any inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism. The appearance of the Golden Buddha is extremely strange in the eyes of the world. The first reaction is that they think it is a new god to supplement the position of the Rain God.

"Poor monk Yunming, I met fellow Taoist." The old monk held the Buddhist beads and greeted with one hand.

boom--

There was a sudden darkness between the sky and the earth, and at noon the sky darkened visibly with the naked eye. A black figure over two thousand feet high appeared in the sky, looked down at the Golden Buddha, and asked a faint question:
"What are you doing on this planet?"

Hearing the word "this star", the eight generals who bowed their heads in silence were all shocked.

This sentence is enough to show that the white-browed old monk in front of him is not a person from this star, but a strong foreigner who came across the starry sky.

Returning to One Realm can barely cross the starry sky, but it is very dangerous. If you want to run unimpeded in the starry sky, only a strong person at the level of a true god can do it, and it will take a long time.

Generally speaking, the crossing of the star field is replaced by the teleportation spirit array, relying on the creatures to fly by themselves, and they may not be able to fly out of the star field to which they belong when the lifespan is exhausted.

And the star field that the star under their feet belongs to has no other cultivation stars, and this old monk came from outside the field.

Being able to come here from outside the star field, the cultivation of this old monk...

The god generals didn't dare to think any more, and bowed their heads in silence. The holy king manifested his dharma body, which was already expressing his dissatisfaction. Perhaps there might be a big battle affecting the entire star today.

"My Buddhist sect wants to preach in this world, and the poor monk is the preacher. I hope fellow Taoists can do it conveniently."

Yun Ming chanted the Buddha's name again, with a calm tone.

"Your lifespan is over, and you hang your life with a ray of merit and virtue. Is there no one in the Buddhist sect? Are you not afraid that someone will take the relics if you are sent to preach?"

The Holy King of Jiuyou stared at the old monk, trying to see some clues from the old monk's face.

To his disappointment, Yun Ming's eyes were calm and gentle from the beginning to the end.

"Just ask for a square inch of land, and set up an ancient temple. I hope fellow Taoists can make it convenient."

The phantom of the golden Buddha behind Yun Ming gradually dissipated, the whole person became silent, his back was hunched, and his aura weakened a lot, which undoubtedly showed his attitude.

Crossing the starry sky is not a small burden for any monk. As the Holy King of Jiuyou said, his lifespan is approaching, and he has only one breath left, not far from death.

Even if his cultivation level is already enough to rival Fudo Mingwang, he is a real god, but now it is the end.

"You human race is too greedy, you want everything, beware of backlash."

Seeing Yunming bowing his head, the Holy King dissipated his dharma body, with a hint of sarcasm in his expression.

Among the six realms, only the human race is constantly trying to integrate the other five realms.

Buddhist Incense, Soldiers Dispelling Ghosts and Immortals, Half-Demon Body, and Demon Dao Refining Soul, except for the natural one, the Holy Spirit, which they can't get in for the time being, the other four almost all have the shadow of the human race.

Among them, the one that is most incompatible with Buddhism is undoubtedly the lineage of incense gods. They all rely on the incense of believers to survive, and it is normal for them to have disputes with each other.

Yun Ming shook his head and said nothing, and after bowing his hands, he stepped on the golden lotus and floated away.

He came here just to visit the strongest creature on this star, to say hello, if he didn't say anything, when the first Buddhist believer appeared, there would definitely be a fierce battle between him and Jiuyou, but now it can be avoided, and there is no need to commit murder in vain.

"Holy King, just let him preach like this?"

"The direction he is going seems to be the Southern Territory."

After Yun Ming left, several god generals looked up one after another, a little puzzled.

"He won't live long. After he dies, he can still get a body of a Buddhist vajra. Let him go."

The Holy King of Nine Nethers shook his head: "When he dies, the Buddhist orthodoxy will be destroyed. If he has never been here, please keep an eye on him."

"promise."

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Southern Territory, Yunjing Mansion, Haoyin City.

In the white snow, Shen Qing sat cross-legged in the wilderness, not far behind, a fire was burning soaring into the sky, and a shrine was gradually burned to the ground in the flames.

The gods who were originally here had already collapsed at the entrance of Snake Village. In order to avoid a resurgence, Shen Qing asked the people of Snake Village to inquire for a while, touched here, and cut grass and roots.

People from several villages enshrine this deity, with over a thousand believers, and among them are those who have a little understanding of superficial cultivation methods.

However, this god obviously did not have fanatics, and no one was crazy enough to seek revenge on Shen Qing because of his death, but silently began to find the next protector.

Shen Qing took them all according to the order, and merged all the people from these villages into the Snake Village and became his followers.

After realizing the change of killing a god, Shen Qing injected all the incense and vow power sealed in her own meridians into the sundial. As expected, she got a stream of pure energy that can nourish the soul.

This sudden change undoubtedly completely changed Shen Qing's original plan. With the sundial, her physical body will never become her shortcoming. She originally wanted to find the secret book of majoring in the soul, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

The sundial can help her isolate any impurities and pollution brought about by the power of the incense, and what will eventually fall on her will only be pure energy.

As long as the number of believers is large enough, the strength of her soul will have a qualitative leap.

At the same time, the increase in the power of the soul will bring endless benefits, and the speed of comprehending the spirit pattern of the world will also be accelerated, which will save a lot of time.

Of course, Shen Qing would not let go of such a perfect opportunity. She had completely changed her plan, and she wanted to take advantage of the current chaos to gather more believers.

Even if she hides in the mountains to escape the world and practice, she may not be able to protect herself, and she will still be very passive when encountering more powerful beings.

The initiative is naturally better in your own hands.

Not only this era, Shen Qing also has to think about the future. If she can have a stronger cultivation before returning to the future this time, it will be of great help to her right to speak in this world and her safety.

Due to these reasons, Shen Qing has completely given up on the plan of living in the mountains and watching the changes in the mountains and rivers.

Now that there are only a thousand more believers, the strength of Shen Qing's soul has fundamentally changed, and even her practice has been a little faster. According to this progress, she will be able to step into the late stage of condensing Yuan and prepare to condense Gangsha again in a short time.

After digesting the energy pouring out from the sundial, Shen Qing slowly got up and walked towards Haoyin City.

She didn't have the time to wait for those gods to come to her door. Now that there is chaos everywhere, the gods of all parties are growing stronger and dividing up the legacy of the Rain God General's death. They are getting stronger and stronger, so it's better to take the initiative to attack now.

If it is said that the person who knows the location of the nearby gods best, there is no other place except the City Lord's Mansion.

As soon as he was twenty miles away from Haoyin City, Shen Qing noticed the burst of vitality between the heaven and the earth, and the originally peaceful atmosphere between the heaven and the earth was heading towards the direction of Haoyin City.

Shen Qing didn't retreat, but quickened her pace and headed towards the direction of Haoyin City.

It is precisely because there are strong people fighting that she has to check the situation. If Haoyin City falls, she will also have to consider the way out.

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The land outside the city is called "Desolate Territory", where demons and gods are rampant. Today's Southern Territory is not what it used to be.

Above the boundless sky, thunder and lightning flashed, thick black clouds weighed down one's breath, and divine light and demonic aura mingled and stirred in the void.

Two figures wrapped in yang magnetism and yin evil energy kept colliding above the sky, causing countless air explosions.

Shen Qing crouched in a dense forest, looking at the two figures in the sky, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Of these two figures, one of them was Ji Yunxiao, the lord of Haoyin City, and the other was a rare and huge fierce bird with green-gold feathers and thunder and fire wrapped around its body. When its wings spread out, a storm followed like a shadow.

Ji Yunxiao was holding a three-foot green peak, and he clearly had the upper hand. Every time the blade collided with the wings of the vicious bird, it would leave a sword mark on it.

In addition to the battlefield in the sky, there was also a tragic fight taking place in front of the city gate. At a glance, there were more than ten gods and their believers, numbering in tens of thousands.

Most of them are worshiping evil gods, not righteous gods conferred by the court. The origins of these evil gods are varied, including demons, demons, obsessions condensed from monstrous resentment, and even living monks who just abandoned their bodies and retained their pure souls, living in mud.

For the remaining righteous gods, their purpose is also not pure, most of them are to take advantage of the chaos to make a profit, to see if they can win some believers for themselves.

Regardless of the siege or the defenders, they are all waiting for the battle above their heads to decide the outcome before deciding on their next move.

Although they were fighting fiercely on the surface, they obviously didn't use their own methods to suppress the bottom of the box. There was a lot of thunder and little rain.

Shen Qing looked around the battlefield, and suddenly realized something was wrong, she didn't see Hong Shushan's figure.

Hong Shushan is also a monk in the Gang Sha Realm, if he is there, he can completely control the situation of this battle.

After watching the cup of tea from the sidelines, it was confirmed that there were no gods or monsters in the Gangsha Realm nearby secretly spying, Shen Qing did not hesitate any longer and acted decisively.

The true essence condensed into a sword in his palm, and the blade trembled violently, like a chainsaw, oscillating with terrifying fluctuations, and then a wisp of spirit patterns emerged from the sword, and the blade burst into flames in an instant.

This is the first time Shen Qing has used the spirit pattern to fight against the enemy, but it is not at all jerky, which is the benefit of the soaring power of the soul.

In a moment, Shen Qing held the fiery saber across the battlefield, as if entering an uninhabited land, easily killed more than twenty monsters and beheaded nine evil gods.

The energy for the sundial was replenished, and at the same time, the soul was nourished again.

The battle above the sky quickly came to a conclusion. The black cloud was split open by the sword light, and the hot demon blood spilled on the wasteland. The huge blue-winged bird fell from the sky and crashed into the battlefield.

But the vitality of the monster has always been strong. After being so severely injured, it is still struggling and wants to flap its wings again.

Seeing this, Shen Qing hurriedly raised the fire knife in his hand, pierced through its heart, and then swung the knife again, directly chopping off its head.

A strong fresh air then poured into her body, a ferocious bird that was almost perfect, provided a lot of energy.

Seeing that the ominous bird was dead, the gods who were just paddling to wait and see immediately came out with all their means. In less than half a stick of incense, the fighting subsided, and then began to clean the battlefield, which was surprisingly efficient.

Ji Yunxiao stepped down, looked at the corpse of the vicious bird, and didn't say much, but raised his hand to call for someone to drag the corpse away for disposal.

A fierce bird of this level is a treasure, so it is natural to hand it over to more people.

"City Master, why is Hong Cheng not here?"

Shen Qing asked the doubts in his heart. At such a critical moment, as one of the chief officials, his whereabouts are unknown, which is already a very serious crime.

"He went to Zidian Tianzong to ask for help, hoping that there might be a certain big monk who would be free to garrison Haoyin City for a period of time."

Ji Yunxiao's tone was light. He didn't have much affection for the so-called great monks. Zidian Tianzong also had a lot of property, so it was impossible for him to spare time to help Haoyin City because he was too busy to take care of himself.

"Ten and a half months at most, and I'm going to go back to Middle Earth."

"So fast?"

Hearing Ji Yunxiao's words, Shen Qing almost didn't react for a while, so he gave up?
"The longer it drags on, the more variables there will be. Now these miscellaneous fish are just sent to travel."

Ji Yunxiao waved his hand, obviously not planning to say too much.

He turned around and glanced at Haoyincheng, with a sigh in his eyes, after all, he stayed there for a long time.

Each of these cities is a nail laid by the Central Dynasty. Now that it has been pulled out, it is not so easy to insert this nail in.

(End of this chapter)