He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

"Hehe, Amitabha, layperson, I said I would come, and I will definitely come."

The newcomer was none other than Pudu, who had now recovered from his injuries and had simultaneously devoured Liang Jing and Deng Che.

Moreover, in the past few days, he has completely transformed Fangyuan City into a paradise.

Everyone believed in Buddha, or rather, in his salvation of all beings. From then on, there was only the golden statue of the Buddha in the city, and no longer any so-called City God.

The people in the city are intoxicated by the so-called paradise, which is a false illusion created by Pudu.

Anyone who is in a dream world will constantly see what they want to see in the dream world, and will become addicted and continue to sink into it.

The way the Pudu Festival collects faith is not simply by burning incense and kneeling in worship, but by extracting the desires from people's hearts.

As long as these people remain within the illusion he has created, Pudu can continuously draw upon his desires.

This will make him stronger, but these people cannot sustain his desires for long. Perhaps ten or twenty years, by which time all the people in the surrounding city will die.

Their value will be completely drained, and the city will become a ghost town. But that's a story for another time. He only wants the power of desire.

That is, his so-called "faith".

"Layman, this Taoist temple isn't yours, is it?"

When Pudu saw the Ping Shui Temple, he finally remembered what the Taoist priest had said when he first met Xu Yi.

"This humble Taoist priest, Xu Yi, visits Ping Shui Temple..."

"This, this Taoist temple is indeed not mine," Zhang Zhengyi answered truthfully. This information was not very important, and it wouldn't hurt to tell this evil monk.

"Hehe, that makes sense. It seems Xu Yi came from here. I thought there would be other Chaoyuan realm cultivators in the Taoist temple, but I didn't expect there to be none."

Pudu shook his head. It seemed that Ping Shui Temple was probably Xu Yi's place of seclusion. There was nothing special about it, and there wasn't even a single disciple.

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon Li Jiangyuan behind Zhang Zhengyi. His eyes lit up the moment he saw the boy.

"Oh? Who is this child?"

"Heh heh, you wicked monk, he is the master's disciple. If you want to harm him, you'd better think it over."

As Zhang Zheng spoke, he shielded Li Jiangyuan behind him and brought up Xu Yi's name at the same time.

Since the demonic monk mentioned Xu Yi's name, it seems he knows Mr. Xu. It's just that I didn't expect Mr. Xu to be so famous in the circle of supernatural powers that even a demonic monk has heard of him.

"Interesting. Although Xu Yi's cultivation is formidable, we don't know where he is now. Even if he really came, do you think this humble monk is afraid of him?"

Pudu is now very confident. He has recovered the Five Qi Gathering Realm and the Five Great Divine Powers. In recent days, he has successfully digested all the purple qi and the large amount of incense power left by the City God of Fangyuan City.

This was very pure energy, but Liang Jing couldn't completely refine all the incense power at the time because he had reached a bottleneck and was about to break through to the supernatural realm, and all the incense power had already overflowed.

In addition, Liang Jing's own incense-infused golden body, after consuming these, was more than enough for him to restore his two supernatural powers.

In addition, although Deng Che's aura had dissipated considerably, he was still a high-ranking official in the court and still possessed some good fortune.

After consuming this purple aura, Pudu was able to fully recover his strength, achieving the Five Elements Returning to Origin.

He simply couldn't go any further; he needed more "faith".

Deng Che and Zhou Yuan, two key figures in the court, have been controlled by him. He only needs to make good use of these two people to have the opportunity to absorb more purple energy and eventually seize that dragon energy that has lasted for eight hundred years!

The dragon's energy has been gathering for eight hundred years, and it has probably already become sentient. The people are the people of the Great Zhou, so their faith is also attributed to the dragon's energy.

After eight hundred years of worship, he didn't know just how powerful this dragon aura had become. But with so many demons and monsters in the Great Zhou territory, there must be a reason why this dragon aura hadn't appeared yet.

There must be some kind of constraint on him; these are all reasonable speculations by Purdue, who believes that the probability of this is over 90%.

Dragon energy can definitely take form and even be used for attacks. However, since he doesn't care about the rampant demons within the Great Zhou territory, it means he simply can't, or rather, he's completely incapable of managing them.

That explains everything. Fishing? That's impossible. The entire Great Zhou Dynasty is a chessboard, and the dragon energy is just a prize for the winning side.

Even if he had accumulated dragon energy for eight hundred years, he was not qualified to sit on the table.

So what if they're strong? Can they be stronger than the Demon Ancestor? Can they be stronger than a True Immortal? They still can't break free from their own shackles.

Let's take it one step at a time; that's Purdue's idea.

After hearing what the demonic monk said, Zhang Zheng's face turned pale. Very well, the master's name hadn't intimidated him. It seemed that this demonic monk was on the same level as the master, no wonder he wasn't afraid of the master.

Li Jiangyuan, who was being protected behind Zhang Zhengyi, listened attentively to their conversation, trying to glean some useful information.

Li Jiangyuan was very intelligent, and after listening for so long, he actually figured out some of the details.

The disappearances of Mr. Xu and Master Xinjing are most likely related to this monk.

Grandpa Zhang was terrified of this monk. Considering his behavior over the past few days, it seemed he was trying to avoid this monk—or rather, to be precise, a demonic monk.

"Hehe, this little brat hasn't even embarked on cultivation yet; he's truly an excellent tonic!"

Not only that, Pudu also immediately noticed Li Jiangyuan's special nature. He was a mixture of human and demon blood. Hmm, they were actually from the same family. However, even being from the same family wouldn't work. He wouldn't let go of anything that could increase his cultivation.

The little guy has a lot of luck; it's the special color he saw recently.

If he could absorb this energy, his damaged dantian would be able to recover quickly.

He is still repairing his dantian, but it's only a little bit short and it doesn't affect his ability to cast spells.

"You wicked monk, how dare you!"

In an instant, Zhang Zheng mobilized the power of the Mountain God and teleported Li Jiangyuan outside of Xiaochong Mountain. In that instant, even Pudu didn't have time to react. Miracles always happen in desperate situations.

Could this time be no exception?

On his own turf, Zhang Zhengyi still had confidence. He could mobilize all the authority of Xiaochongshan. This was not supported by the power of incense offerings. Unlike Liang Jing, if the faith was controlled, he would not even be able to check the situation in the city.

Zhang Zhengyi was a mountain spirit himself, not one who was bestowed with an imperial decree, but one who was born naturally.

Within the boundaries of Xiaochongshan, he could exert his greatest power; in a sense, Zhang Zhengyi could do whatever he wanted within his own domain.

Some powerful demons or accomplished cultivators will establish their own Daoist temples and set up their own formations that align with their own Dao.

These behaviors are actually very similar to those of mountain gods or city gods. Within their own domains, these powerful demons or cultivators can unleash even greater strength.

This is the blessing of the dojo; if used properly, it can completely defeat cultivators of higher realms.

Therefore, cultivators are unwilling to engage in direct combat in the opponent's dojo, as it is very disadvantageous to defeating the opponent head-on, and there is also a possibility of being directly defeated.

That would be a losing proposition.

It is a consensus among cultivators not to fight in the opponent's dojo. They would rather the opponent flee than rashly enter their dojo. Unless it is an overwhelming victory, no one would think of rushing into someone else's dojo to fight.

However strong Zhang Zhengyi is, he is still only a Dharma Aspect. Even on his own mountain, he is only a slightly stronger Dharma Aspect. The difference between the Dharma Aspect and the Divine Power is not small.

Throughout the entire history of immortals, who else could defeat a cultivator with supernatural powers by relying on the Dharma Aspect Realm?

There are very few people like that. To defy supernatural powers, one must at least be at the half-step supernatural power level, and at least have a certain understanding of the supernatural power realm.

For example, Xin Jing's ability to defy the odds and cut down the withered and flourishing forest back then was largely due to luck.

Firstly, the Old Demon of Withered Glory had not cultivated any killing or killing supernatural powers, and secondly, the Heart Mirror itself had already reached a level of half-step supernatural power, so his understanding of supernatural powers was already in place.

It's just missing a crucial opportunity. If I could obtain that opportunity, I might be able to successfully overcome the tribulation and achieve supernatural powers.

Such people have been stuck on the path to supernatural powers for sixty years.

In twenty years, Xin Jing will be one hundred years old.

He could have entered the Dharma realm at the age of twenty, but now he has ended up like this. It can only be said that the arrangement of fate is very regrettable.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to have such abilities." Pudu chuckled lightly, he had never taken such methods seriously.

Just kidding. Before he reached the Five Elements Convergence, he might have been a bit timid and subservient in the mortal world, but now he has recovered to the complete Five Elements Convergence.

In this mortal world where even immortals cannot descend to earth, he is one of the strongest cultivators.

Now, he is in a state of perfect harmony, ready to strike with overwhelming force.

Pudu hadn't experienced this feeling of returning to his peak state in a long time, and for a moment he even lost control of his strength.

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped it, causing a ripple to spread in the void. A beam of light burst forth instantly, passing through the ripple and heading straight for Li Jiangyuan, who had already been teleported away.

Although the Lesser Chongshan region was vast, he was still able to deduce the exact location where Li Jiangyuan had been teleported. This attack was for no other reason than to save face he had just lost.

To have someone teleported away in front of a cultivator who hasn't even reached the level of supernatural powers is an utter disgrace.

Purdue does not allow his life to be tainted.

Especially when you lose face like this.

This blow wasn't enough to kill him. He could tell that the child hadn't entered the path of cultivation, so he was just giving him a slight punishment. After all, keeping the child alive would be of great use, allowing him to improve his cultivation to a higher level. Therefore, he wouldn't let the child die easily; he would at least keep him until he needed him.

The aurora followed Zhang Zhengyi's gaze all the way from Ping Shui Temple to Li Jiangyuan, who had been teleported to the foot of the mountain. He was running, and the moment he was teleported there, he heard a voice transmission from Grandpa Zhang.

"Run! As far as you can!"

He didn't know how strong this demonic monk was, but in his opinion, even his master and Master Xinjing were gone, which meant he was in a very difficult situation. He was furious. Although the two of them had only taught him for such a short time, he had great respect for Mr. Xu and Master Xinjing.

Grandpa Zhang also taught him principles of being a good person every day, so he was very grateful to these three people.

Now all three masters are about to be killed, but he can only keep retreating because he has no cultivation. If he ever achieves cultivation, he will make all the bald monks in the world pay with their lives!

Now, Li Jiangyuan's aversion to monks has reached its peak. He hates monks and even harbors resentment towards the group. His originally happy and joyful life has been ruined because of this bald monk!

As he ran, he kept recalling the face of the evil monk. He wanted to remember the monk's appearance as well as possible, so as to lay the foundation for revenge in the future.

But before he could take more than a few steps, he heard a whooshing sound behind him. He sensed that it was something moving very fast, but he didn't know what it was.

Li Jiangyuan wanted to turn around and look, but the streak of light pierced through his chest in an instant, without even seeing what had attacked him.

A cloud of blood mist exploded on Li Jiangyuan's chest. Li Jiangyuan was stunned. What kind of magic was this? He couldn't even see it clearly.

With a thud, Li Jiangyuan crashed heavily to the ground. He had lost the ability to walk and lay unconscious in a pool of blood.

"You bald-headed monk."

Before losing consciousness, Li Jiangyuan cursed viciously, "Bald monk, bald monk, you deserve to die!"

The instant Zhang Zhengyi noticed the aurora flying out, he was unable to detect any trace of it. However, in that very instant, Zhang Zhengyi recklessly used his authority as the Mountain God, wanting to know Li Jiangyuan's exact location and the extent to which Li Jiangyuan had been harmed by this demonic monk.

Fortunately, the evil monk gave him some time, probably because he was afraid that Zhang Zhengyi would launch a fierce counterattack and struggle a lot.

He saw it, he saw Li Jiangyuan lying in a pool of blood protecting the sect. He felt very sorry for the child. He was only seven years old, but he had to endure such great pain.

Zhang Zhengyi had no good ideas and couldn't help Li Jiangyuan, so he could only wait quietly for a miracle to happen.

But there aren't that many miracles or that many wonderful things in this world.

Zhang Zhengyi wanted to resist Pudu, but he was suppressed before he could even make a move. At that moment, he completely understood the gap between supernatural powers and Dharma forms, which could not be easily crossed. From then on, he never dared to casually discuss whether supernatural power cultivators were incompetent.

After being suppressed, Pudu prepared to take Zhang Zhengyi back to Fangyuan City and enjoy him slowly.

However, Fangyuan City is too strange now, even though all of this is caused by Pudu.

Just as Pudu put Zhang Zhengyi into the storage bag specifically for living creatures, he seemed to remember something else.

"Uh, you old man, I've made up my mind. I'm going to make you watch me eat that kid first, hahahaha!"

It would be too hasty to let him die so easily; Pudu doesn't like that.

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