Phaseless evolution

Chapter 370 Worship
Whether it will collapse or not, Qin Changfeng doesn't know now, but at least the people from the Tianyin Temple and the Blood Refining Hall must be cursing in their hearts - MMP!

Next, the four of them left the platform and returned along the original path of the Youchang Cave of the Ten Thousand Bat Cave. When they passed by the corpse of Jiang Laosan, who had been bombarded to death by Qin Changfeng before, the eldest just ordered Liu Hao to take his magic weapon to him. Put them all away, and leave without caring about the corpse.

In fact, this person is not from the Blood Refining Hall, but the apprentice of the old blood-sucking monster of the Wandumen, and the elder brother invited him to help.

Now that he died here, this hatred would naturally be remembered on the head of the monk Faxin of Tianyin Temple.

"Young Master Yan, I don't know why you ventured into the Necromancer Abyss before. If there is anything we can help, please feel free to ask."

After walking almost half of the distance in the cave, the elder brother suddenly asked.

Qin Changfeng replied casually: "Of course it is to subdue the black water snake. Haven't you all seen it?"

The old man who was walking behind looked at each other with Taoist Wild Dog and Liu Hao, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Young master, it is said that the treasure of secret books left by the ancestor of my Blood Refining Hall, Old Man Black Heart, is in this Ten Thousand Bat Cave..."

"You want me to help you find it?"

"It's not helping us, but helping the young master. After finding it, all the things inside will belong to the young master!"

"You guys keep looking." Qin Changfeng waved his hands, did not tell them the truth, showed no interest, and said, "I still have something important to do, and I will be leaving soon."

Seeing this, the old man had no choice but to shut his mouth... Although he firmly believed that the final details left by the black-hearted old man to the Blood Refining Hall must be in this cave, but he had searched for decades without any results, so it was inevitable that he was somewhat dispirited. , I wanted to let this mysterious and unpredictable Mr. Yan try it, it was better than keeping the treasure in dust.

But no matter what, he would not give up, thinking in his heart whether he should invite some people from the Devil's Cult to help.

After leaving the cave, under the guidance of the elder, Qin Changfeng quickly came to the residence of the Blood Refining Hall at the foot of Kongsang Mountain, and found some ancient books that were mostly damaged. Some gains.

In addition, I also met more than 100 ordinary congregants of the Blood Refining Hall. After Qin Changfeng passed down the Dafa of Absorption and the Evil Blood Tribulation, everyone was very grateful and began to sincerely support him as a member of the Blood Refining Hall. Come the real boss.

In fact, the thoughts in the hearts of the demonic people are far simpler than those of the orthodox ones...they will support whoever can lead them to become stronger, to win, to gain fame, to be popular and to drink hot food!
So half a month later, when Qin Changfeng told them that he was going to leave temporarily, many people shed tears of reluctance, especially the three elders who were under his special care...

"Hey, this Hades finally left, if I don't leave, my blood vessels will explode!"

"You're not bad, he controlled my blood to flow downwards vigorously, do you know how terrifying that thing was congested for three days and three nights?"

"Tch, didn't I just almost blow up my dick, what's the point? He also gave me a blood flow all over my body! Can this also be reversed casually? It's a matter of life or death."

"Although I suffered a little bit of torture, it was also to help us cultivate the Evil Blood Tribulation. It cannot be denied that this spell is indeed strange and powerful. It also has unexpected miraculous effects when combined with certain spells in our Blood Refining Hall..."

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On the other hand, after carefully experimenting with the elder brother and the other three, Qin Changfeng had a clear understanding of the physical strength of the cultivators in this world.

First of all, compared with the martial arts in the Mortal Realm, the exercises they practice can improve both the body and the spirit to a certain extent, especially the spirit... This is the key to their long-distance control of magic weapons, so Generally speaking, their basic spirit is not low.

Secondly, the physical strength of ordinary cultivators is not very obvious. Compared with the top fighters in Fengyun World, there is no advantage, but there is one exception, and that is the monks who practice Dafan Prajna in Tianyin Temple.

Because unlike the famous Taiji Xuanqing Dao of Qingyunmen, Dafan Prajna doesn't care much about the aura of heaven and earth, but pays more attention to the tempering of the human body itself, so the physical body of the monks is generally stronger than that of ordinary practitioners.

The reason why Qin Changfeng wanted to figure this out was naturally to know himself and the enemy. Xiexue Jie and Tianxin Jie are both skills that can only be effective by suppressing the enemy physically.

For a long time to come, these two catastrophes will become his main means of confronting the enemy when he appears as Mr. Yan.

Fortunately, with these two catastrophes and the mask of the underworld, he was able to completely separate himself from the identity of Tianyin Temple Faxin.

And the reason why the old man and the others didn't suspect that he was the monk who almost killed them before was because they didn't believe that anyone could practice both the magic and the Buddhist skills at the same time, and both of them had cultivated to a very strong level.

What's more, the auras of the two people are so different, how can the devil and the Buddha be the same person?

If not, even a fool would know that there is something wrong with Thunder Dragon once he is exposed.

Leaving the boundary of Kongsang Mountain, Qin Changfeng put away his mask and bamboo hat, changed all his clothes back, held the Holy Light Scepter in his hand, and became a Tianyin Temple disciple Dharma Heart full of Buddha-nature again.

Then, using the scepter of holy light as the magic weapon and the qi to control the treasure, he flew towards Qingyun Mountain, which is three thousand miles west of Kongsang Mountain.

On this trip to Qingyun, one is to meet Zhang Xiaofan, and the other is to go to Caomiao Village to pay homage to the foster parents of this life.

Originally, to Qin Changfeng, he was just a passer-by in this world, or everything in this world was just a dream to him.

Since it is a dream, then there is no need to be too persistent.

However, as Caomiao Village got closer, he found that his heart began to throb uncontrollably.

This feeling is like the timidity of the neighbors, and the deep sadness of the child who wants to support but the relatives are not there, and it seems to contain silent accusations and accusations.

No matter how hard he tried, it was like engraving into the bone marrow and blending into the soul, lingering.

At this time, Qin Changfeng really felt the horror of reincarnation and karmic imprint... All these strange feelings came from the second personality that was swallowed by him when he was ten years old, even though the other party's subjective consciousness is no longer there , but his obsession and karma have been transformed into the main body, and he has completely integrated with Qin Changfeng.

So now, these obsessions and karma belong to Qin Changfeng, no matter what he thinks, he can't change this fact.

He can only accept that this is the mystery of fate and the power of cause and effect.

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Since a catastrophe seven or eight years ago, Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain has been turned into ruins.

Inside the ruined walls, overgrown with weeds, this originally peaceful and peaceful village was shrouded in almost eternal silence in just seven or eight years.

It was late in the evening, and because it was late autumn, the dark red sunset shone through the bleak autumn wind, which made people inexplicably chill.

Qin Changfeng fell down at the head of the village, and then walked through the ruins while recalling.

The memories of those ten years reappeared in his mind one after another, and the scenes were vivid, as if he had experienced it himself.

In fact, it is not like, but it is!

Be it Qin Changfeng, or that Lu Changfeng who only had ten years of memory, it was him.

The corpses of the villagers had already been buried, most of them in a cemetery, and there were only two or three tombs with independent tombstones.

When Qin Changfeng came to the ruined grass temple at the end of the village, he saw a cemetery not far from the mountain.

What surprised him was that at the ruins that should have been seldom visited by people, there was a young man with the emblem of Qingyun Gate embroidered on his clothes, offering incense and paper to worship in front of the grave, especially in front of the Zhang couple. In front of the tomb, he bowed seriously and bowed three times.

But this person is not Zhang Xiaofan, he is working as a cook in the Big Bamboo Peak now, he hasn't been down the mountain for seven or eight years.

This person is from the Dazhufeng sect of Qingyunmen, the sixth eldest, Du Bishu who went down the mountain to practice after a few years ago.

When he came back from this experience, he remembered his junior brother's entrustment, so he purposely turned here to pay respects to his parents on Zhang Xiaofan's behalf.

Qin Changfeng didn't know Du Bishu, but when he changed his mind, he roughly guessed the reason.

Holding a staff in one hand and holding a Buddhist bead in the other, he stood in front of him, and after reciting "Amitabha", he walked over.

"what……"

Du Bishu looks like a tall and thin monkey, with a thin and pointed face and big triangular eyes, but he treats people very warmly and sincerely. When he turned around and saw a young monk walking by alone, he greeted with a smile: " In Du Bishu of Qingyunmen, I don’t know my little master’s Dharma name, but he is an eminent monk of Tianyin Temple?”

Although the Tianyin Temple family is not the only Buddhist sect in this world, it is the only sect that can be seen by practitioners. Therefore, whenever a practitioner encounters a monk with a decent bearing, the practitioner's first reaction is Tianyin Temple disciples, almost without exception.

Qin Changfeng came to the tombstone of Zhang and his wife with a sad expression, and replied sadly: "My little monk Tianyin Temple Faxin, I have met Senior Brother Du."

Du Bishu saw that Qin Changfeng's age was obviously younger than himself, and he admitted that he was a disciple of Tianyin Temple, so he accepted the title of senior brother calmly, and then said curiously: "Junior Brother Faxin is very handsome, and I have admired him for a long time, but not only the younger brother came here What's the matter here?"

"Senior brother Du is here to pay respects to parents, right?"

Qin Changfeng asked back, took out three incense sticks and lit them at the same time, and stuck them in front of the tombstone of Zhang and his wife.

"I did come to worship my parents for my junior brother, but I don't know... how did Junior Brother Faxin know?"

Du Bishu looked at Qin Changfeng's strange behavior and was immediately full of doubts, but then his eyes widened suddenly, and he was even more astonished.

Qin Changfeng stuck the scepter on the ground, raised his clothes, then knelt down on both knees, clasped his hands together and bowed eleven times, then kowtowed with five hearts, and did this three times before stopping.

What he worshiped was the kindness of Zhang's couple's upbringing. Zhang was not the biological mother of this body in this life, and he knew it from the beginning.

After all, those ten years have been integrated with his life and are inseparable.

Rebirth in reincarnation is an extremely mysterious thing. Without those ten years, it is certain that he would not be where he is now.

And after he kowtowed these three heads, an obsession deep in his soul gradually disappeared.

Qin Changfeng sighed in his heart, obsession... This is the most difficult part of his main task in this world, and the current one is just the easiest one to solve...

PS: It was said earlier that the shocking calamity passed to the Blood Refining Hall was changed to the evil blood calamity, otherwise the monk killed Jiang Laosan and used it, and it might be discovered.

(End of this chapter)