Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 103 Weiwei’s counterattack

Weiwei said as she rushed forward.

Yang Xingchen subconsciously restrained his aura, feeling like a little lamb being targeted.

With a plop, Weiwei was knocked to the ground.

Yang Xingchen felt that his head was buzzing and he felt that he could not keep up with her thoughts.

He felt that his hands and feet were weak and he could not exert any strength. His body was cold and his clothes were taken off.

"Why?" Yang Xingchen asked.

"Only a man who is good enough can help me realize my dream."

"I believe we can produce the best offspring possible."

As Weiwei spoke, she kissed Yang Xingchen on the mouth.

. . . . . .

A week later, Yang Xingchen looked at the beautiful figure flying away and felt that his head was still buzzing.

What have you done this week?
It felt like I was in a dream, sleepwalking all the time.

He originally wanted to resist and escape, but it was all because of this damn earth, which was like a magnet, firmly sucking his body, making it difficult for him to move even an inch.

"I met a female gangster and I was raped." Yang Xingchen muttered to himself, in a daze.

"No, I have to cheer up. I can't let the female gangster break my confidence. I'm going to steal the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart."

Weiwei in the original text was an innocent girl with no scheming when she first appeared.

But after the Holy Lady Yaoguang wanted Ye Fan, and Ye Fan suppressed the Holy Son Yaoguang and the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, Weiwei actually revealed to Ye Fan the news that the top ten alternate elders had sent their true disciples to hunt down Ye Fan. .

With Ye Fan's help, all the candidate-level saints and saints were killed.

Later, the Holy Lady of Yaoguang escaped, and the Holy Son of Yaoguang devoted himself to seeking the truth, and entered the ancient road of the starry sky, never to return.

Weiwei successfully ascended the throne.

In the end, he not only became the Holy Lord of Fluctuating Light, but also became a different kind of enlightenment.

Underneath her innocent appearance, her scheming cannot be underestimated.

The matter of accepting Weiwei as his daughter-in-law had already been forgotten by Yang Xingchen for nine days, and he never mentioned it.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If you worry about too many things, your children will not appreciate it.

. . . . . .

At this time, in the Lingxu Cave, Elder Han had already targeted Ye Fan, and was secretly planning with Pang Bo to escape from the Lingxu Cave.

Elder Wu Qingfeng and another elder personally led the team, leading Ye Fan, Pang Bo and more than a hundred disciples to leave the Lingxu Cave and head towards the ancient ruins behind the mountain to experience.

Yang Xingchen has now entered this forest. There are many poisonous insects and beasts here, but whether they are giant snakes, lightning birds, or apes, they all retreated when they felt the powerful aura of Yang Xingchen.

As for those who had no time to escape, they lay obediently on the ground.

Yang Xingchen had long used his spiritual thoughts to scan the Lingxu Cave and stared at the duo of Pang Bo and Ye Fan who were traveling.

Seeing how carefully they avoided groups of venomous snakes and beasts, it was obvious that they were too weak now. They had just opened up the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness, and even the fountain of life had not yet spewed out, and they could not fly yet.

Yang Xingchen used a little magic power and took away the Bodhi Seed from Ye Fan without anyone noticing.

Yang Xingchen carefully observed the Bodhi Seed. The Bodhi Seed was ordinary. It had no brilliance or aura. It looked gray in color. At first glance, it looked a bit like a clod of soil or a stone.

Ordinary bodhi seeds are only the size of a fingernail, but this bodhi seed is as big as a walnut. On this gray and ordinary bodhi seed, the natural patterns are connected together to form the image of a compassionate Buddha.

The image is formed by the intersection of natural textures, as if they were carefully carved on it.

The gray Buddha picture is simple and natural, faintly exuding a Zen charm.

Looking at this picture of the Buddha, Yang Xingchen's heart trembled. It was indeed the imprint left by the Buddha and was given to Ye Fan as compensation for the Holy Body lineage.

Yang Xingchen did not want to seize the Bodhi Seed, but just went to the fire domain to practice weapons, and would return them to Ye Fan after practicing the weapons.

This object has a great origin, and there is a faint Buddha behind it, so it is not easy to snatch.

Yang Xingchen even dared not use the blue divine liquid to catalyze the Bodhi seed, fearing that the Buddha's mark in the Bodhi seed would discover the secret.

Some people say that the Buddhist emperor was the most compassionate emperor, and he almost never killed his enemies during his life of cultivation.

But those enemies, they unknowingly became Buddhist protectors.

Yang Xingchen thought this was terrifying.

No wonder those ancient beings were so secretive about Buddhism in the Western Regions after they were born. It is even suspected that the Holy Buddha Douzhan was forcibly converted by Buddhism.

The Bodhi tree is also known as the tree of wisdom. It is said that it can open up divinity and awaken one's body.

Although the Bodhi seed is a seed of the immortal medicine, all the life essence is firmly bound inside the seed, and Yang Xingchen does not feel it at all.

But when he held the Bodhi Seed in his hand, the Taoist Sutra in his body started to circulate automatically, and wisps of divine power shining like stars in the sea of ​​suffering converged towards the Bodhi Seed.

He felt that his heart was empty, and he entered the state of enlightenment in an instant. The effect was really powerful and astonishing.

He re-read the Dao Sutra and the Star Sutra, and felt that the sutras were like stars, shining in his heart.

Numerous wonderful methods flashed in his mind, mysterious and mysterious, and the antecedents of the great path resounded in his heart.

At this moment, it seemed as if auspicious colors were falling from the sky, divine lotuses surged from the earth, dragons and phoenixes flew, and unicorns and black turtles flashed.

He was so mesmerized that he felt that his mind had entered another level.

Yang Xingchen was just immersed in the state of enlightenment, and the stars were shining brightly in the sea of ​​suffering, which was chaotic and misty.

The gods of the five great avenues in the Taoist Palace are like reciting ancient sutras, and the great avenues are roaring.

An arm sank into the void, and countless avenue runes surrounded it.

After two days and two nights, Yang Xingchen woke up from this state of enlightenment. His whole body was overflowing with life energy, he felt refreshed and full of energy, as if he had experienced a baptism.

"It is really a rare treasure of enlightenment, but it does not belong to me after all. I will borrow it for a year and a half and then return it to Ye Fan." Yang Xingchen said to himself to Bodhizi.

"Boom!" A dull sound came from the depths of the ruins. Yang Xingchen felt his heart shaking violently, and his heart ached.

Yang Xingchen thought that he had entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and the beating of the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart should have a much smaller impact on him, but in fact, that was not the case at all.

The vibration just now seemed to contain a strange rhythm and rhyme, making my heart beat unconsciously to that rhythm, almost bursting.

Yang Xingchen thought for a while, and kept running the Dao Sutra and Xingchen Dao Sutra, and at the same time, he kept running the Qianzi Secret.

The uncomfortable feeling passed away in a flash, and when the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart beat again, Yang Xingchen felt that the impact on him was much smaller, and he no longer had the heart-breaking feeling.

Yang Xingchen silently watched Ye Fan, Pang Bo and others find the Jade Snake Orchid. When he saw Ye Fan swallowing the Jade Snake Orchid in a hurry, he did not step forward, but just observed silently.

Now is not the time for him to take action.

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