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Chapter 165 Wrapped in silver, extraordinarily enchanting?
"Where's Luoshen?"

Yang Chen was a little strange. After so long, Jiang Luoshen didn't come to pick him up. Was it delayed by something?
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, Yang Chen speeded up and climbed up.

Putuo Mountain has changed a lot. The whole mountain is extremely majestic, nearly [-] meters high, majestic and majestic, with golden clouds flowing.

From a distance, it looks like the light of Buddha.

Gradually, Yang Chen's body and mind became ethereal, and when he looked around, his mind opened up unconsciously.

"when……"

There are bells coming from the mountain, which are deafening.

Yang Chen walked briskly, and when he walked halfway up the mountain, he saw this big bell, which looked simple and simple, and it was not an illegal soldier.

Climbing up again, Yang Chen saw many buildings, stretches of ancient temples and villas standing side by side, blending ancient and modern.

"God Yang."

As soon as Yang Chen came up, a strange person greeted him.

Hearing Yang Chen's arrival, the entire ancient temple was shocked. How can one take it lightly when a contemporary myth descends?

They didn't feel any guilt about the matter of the Canglang clan, and even had some respect for Yang Chen in their hearts.

If people do not attack me, I will not attack others. If people attack me, I will kill people.

If you want to exterminate the clan, then exterminate the clan, this is the heart of the strong!
"Everyone, I still have to go one step ahead."

Yang Chen stayed in the ancient temple for a while, then continued to climb up. The foreign soil here is not very strong.

However, Mount Putuo is still 4000 meters up.

Chances are you'll find a foreign soil suitable for the seeds to germinate.

There is a purple bamboo forest near the top of the mountain.

"Ok?"

Yang Chen stopped, this place is unusual.

It gave him a feeling like a myth. There are also purple bamboo forests in Journey to the West. The bamboo forests are swaying and full of aura.

At the foot of the mountain, the blue sea stretches to the sky, and the sun is shining with golden dots.

There are bursts of Zen sounds coming from the top of the mountain, which is solemn and sacred, and makes people unconsciously calm down.

Bodhisattva, South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest!

Yang Chen suddenly showed great interest, and walked slowly towards a gazebo in the purple bamboo forest.

There was a figure there.

Her black hair is like a waterfall, her back is white and crystal clear, she is graceful and upright, her figure is perfect, and her waist-to-hip ratio is excellent.

The purple bamboo forest is filled with faint mist, like a fairyland, and there is a woman holding a Buddhist scripture.

Yang Chen didn't stop to admire, but walked over directly and looked at this ethereal and peerless figure up close.

"You came."

The woman turned around, her blue hair fluttering, with a crystal luster, like dewdrops in the morning sun.

A face with melon seeds, fair skin, black eyebrows, and a pair of peach blossom eyes flickering, touching.

She has a perfect face, ethereal and clear temperament, and holds a Buddhist scripture in her hand, exuding a peerless aura.

But now, this aura disappeared in an instant. She looked at Yang Chen, her eyes full of affection.

"Come to propose marriage." Yang Chen said lightly.

Jiang Luoshen was startled, and stood up all of a sudden, with a perfect figure, protruding forward and backward, behind him was the purple bamboo forest, the mist curled up, and the beauty blended with the beautiful scenery.

Picturesque.

"You look like this, it's hard not to move my heart."

The prehistoric power surged in Yang Chen's body.

Jiang Luoshen used to be gorgeous and charming, charming all living beings.

But now, her demeanor has changed drastically. There is a demeanor of emptiness, with a Buddhist scripture in hand, and she is born calmly.

Charm and ethereal temperament blend together to form a very strong sense of contrast, which makes people's hearts throbbing.

"Snapped!"

Yang Chen accidentally slapped his palm, and Jiang Luoshen's round buttocks trembled three times.

"Bad thing, I miss you so much."

Jiang Luoshen couldn't maintain an ethereal state of mind, so she led Yang Chen to the room without leaving the Buddhist scriptures in her hand.

After a day and a night.

Jiang Luoshen lay limp on the bed, Yang Chen came out, refreshed, and walked outside the door.

I have to say that this ancient temple is very magnificent. There is a linden tree in front of the ancient building, and the leaves are all emitting golden light.

"Putuo Mountain, this is the dojo of a super-evolved [Bodhisattva]. Maybe there are some good things."

Yang Chen's soul moved, and he glanced around.

"Amitabha, Master Yang has finally come out."

A hundred-year-old monk came out and said.

"The Peacock King's lineage didn't run away, did it?"

Yang Chen said to the old monk in five shackles that he had no intention of being shy, Jiang Luoshen was his wife.

"Of course he didn't run away."

The old monk was very determined and kind.

After all, he is a member of the Bodhi gene, and Yang Chen is the son-in-law of the Bodhi gene, so he is naturally a family member.

"Then I'll go clean it up first."

Yang Chen smiled and started directly.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, there were ripples in the void, and the ancient temple was shaken, as if it was directly wiped out by something.

In an instant, all the members of the Peacock King lineage died!
"Amitabha!"

The hundred-year-old monk was shocked.

Although he spoke highly of Yang Chen, he still couldn't help being horrified when he saw this unimaginable scene.

Many strangers in the Bodhi Gene watched this scene from a distance, and couldn't help being dumbfounded, and their souls couldn't help but tremble.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, annihilating a family is simply unbelievably strong, like a god on high.

"Benefactor Yang, I have the breathing method of the golden arhat, please take a look at it." The hundred-year-old monk said.

For a moment, the horror in the hearts of many different people in the Bodhi gene turned into shock, and the breathing method was sent out like this?
This is a peerless root method. The breathing method of the golden body Arhat is absolutely powerful, and it is one of the foundations of the Bodhi gene!

"Master Qianjia, your premonition is really sharp, but there is a breathing method in my body that is related to Buddha."

Yang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Unfortunately, this breathing method has too much history, so it cannot be taught."

Hearing this, Master Qianjia felt regretful for a while, but he also felt that it was nothing, that chance and good luck are all determined by cause and effect.

"The breathing method of the golden body Arhat, I have learned it."

Yang Chen took a look and said with a smile.

Master Qianjia was taken aback for a moment, even if Yang Chen had the foundation of Buddhist breathing, it was too fast.

The aliens of the Bodhi gene were even more stunned, how powerful Yang Chen is, from this it can be seen!
But then, the shock in the hearts of Master Qianjia and others changed into a complete shock.

At this time, it was sunset time.

While breathing, Yang Chen unconsciously emitted physical energy, absorbing the golden light of the mysterious mountain behind him.

At the same time, attract something!
The heaven and the earth have not yet fully recovered, and the foreign soil in Bodhi Mountain is also a three-color foreign soil, which is similar to that in Mount Tai and Kunlun.

However, the back mountain is different, there is a mysterious area!
Like the restricted area of ​​Mount Longhu in Kunlun Taishan, there is some kind of shocking great fortune hidden, which has not yet fully recovered.

"Are these nine golden Bodhi leaves?"

Yang Chen opened his eyes, and the leaf he brought over was actually covered with a streak of blood, as if sending some kind of message outward.

"The old monk has caught leaves before, but he has never caught so many leaves, and he has never seen a trace of blood."

Qianjia was terrified, not knowing what this meant.

"It seems that the great changes in the world are about to begin."

Yang Chen's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he looked towards the sky.

The leaves were stained with blood, sending out information. Obviously, the revival of the famous mountain, and the changes in the world also meant unspeakable murderous intent.

Suddenly, it snowed heavily.

The top of the mountain was soon buried under snow.

This evening, something strange happened.

The day when the world changed suddenly came!
In an instant, midsummer turned to cold winter.

The entire Putuo Mountain is covered in white, and the thousand-year-old temple and purple bamboo forest are covered with heavy snow, which is too bizarre.

Yang Chen and Qian Jia stood side by side, looking up at the sky.

The sound of the wind is vast, the world is boundless, covered with snow, covered in silver, extremely enchanting, but with a murderous intent.

"I don't know what will happen if the world changes again?" Jiang Luoshen also came out.

Dressed in white clothes and blending with white snow, it is natural.

Yang Chen opened his arms and held Jiang Luoshen in his arms to prevent her from catching cold. His gaze was long and deep for a moment.

After the changes in the world, all spirits evolve, aliens rise, and overtake cars in curves, producing wisdom and coexisting with humans in the world!

But this time, no one knew what to expect.

Yang Chen also didn't notice much. He had the impression that a strong man from outside the territory would come, but he didn't know when he would come.

"It may not be good luck."

Yang Chen shook his head and laughed. At this moment, the leaves of the bodhi tree on the top of the mountain have shrunk, lost their luster, and turned into tender buds.

"How is this going?"

Several old people with Bodhi gene turned pale in shock.

In a blink of an eye, news from the outside world came that the famous mountains and rivers were snowing, but other places were in midsummer, and the flowers were blooming like brocade.

This abnormal situation surprised Bodhi Gene from top to bottom. The ancient sacred tree actually grew backwards!
"It's snowing, just right for hot pot."

Yang Chen didn't take it seriously, instead he took Jiang Luoshen and Qian Jia to a barbecue, intending to have a good drink.

"Is this the Black Dragon Prince of the South China Sea?"

Jiang Luoshen took a bite and was startled.

She said she wanted to eat dragon meat, and Yang Chen really got it for her!
This is so delicious, Yang Chen is right, this is the best in the world, no wonder it can be on the food list.

"This is the Turtledove King, this is the Sheep King, this is the Leopard King, and this is the Tiger King..." Jiang Luoshen was stunned.

These king-level powerhouses, one after another, have all become famous, and many of them have been wooed by Bodhi Gene.

But now, it turned out to be table food!
The old monk Qianjia almost swallowed his tongue, but unfortunately, he did not reach the realm where wine and meat pass through the intestines.

"Sin, sin!"

The old monk Qianjia had no choice but to turn around and leave.

If he stayed any longer, he would probably relapse.

"It's so fragrant!"

As soon as Qianjia left, Jiang Luoshen immediately let go of her image, and began to feast on it, her red lips were so charming.

"Good wine, beautiful women, delicious food, and the joys of life."

The wine is not intoxicating and everyone is intoxicated. When Yang Chen drank to the end, Jiang Luoshen's pretty face flushed slightly, looking very attractive.

The beauty is three points drunk, and the Jiang Luo idol at this moment is like a peerless witch who seduces and commits crimes, enchanting and sexy.

This night was not destined to be peaceful. It was freezing outside and the temperature plummeted, but the room was very hot.

Jiang Luoshen's slender figure, with extremely graceful curves, made people linger and forget to return, and even made Yang Chen sleepless at night.

"It's time for me to collect the interest."

After staying in Putuo Mountain for a few days, the ice and snow remained, and the mysterious mountain disappeared, so Yang Chen decided to leave.

On this day, in the early morning, Yang Chen turned and left under the admiring eyes of Bodhi Gene and the elders.

Yang Chen crossed the sea, calm and without waves.

But the outside world is shaking endlessly and it is difficult to calm down.

Famous mountains and great rivers were snowing, but the rest of the place was fine, which caused an uproar. In addition, the news of Yang Chen's killing spree, and the killing of the kings, immediately caused a huge commotion.

What surprised everyone the most was that Mount Putuo's actions abruptly sold off both the Canglang tribe and the Peacock King lineage!

This kind of boldness is frightening.

After all, the Peacock King is known as the most powerful man in the world, but now Bodhi Gene is desperate for Yang Chen.

And this time.

Yang Chen traveled [-] kilometers and returned to Jiangxi.

All the places along the way were talking about the famous mountain snowfall, and at the same time, people were also talking about Yang Chen's fighting power.

He shocked the whole world in one battle, Sanqingshan killed Heichuang, Yunluoshan town killed the kings, and even easily killed Sanyan Ganyue!
Afterwards, he climbed Mount Putuo, and easily smoothed out the two big beast king groups with great power.

"The current myth is always the contemporary myth!"

"Yang Beichen, I'm afraid he is already invincible in the world!"

"I just don't know, how can he be ranked? After all, there are still strong players from the Sea Clan who have yet to make a move!"

People were talking and talking with high spirits.

The world has changed again, someone must be able to overtake in a curve, can Yang Chen create a myth again?
The human race was talking about it, and the Hai clan was immediately unconvinced.

"Those who dare to bully the South China Sea will be killed without mercy!"

(End of this chapter)