"The Ming King cannot exist."

Yang Qi was silent for a while and said: "It is strange for a hundred years to have birth, old age, sickness and death. Some people have lived for too long and become demons, which violates the laws of living in the world. Only when such a person dies will the order in the world be restored."

"The Ming King never dies?"

Zhuo Buyi was shocked: "But the rumors are not saying that King Ming will teach all the cultivation skills to the Buddhist sons?"

"Son of Buddha..."

Yang Qi said with some disgust: "It's just a container for the Ming King. People in the world think that the inheritance of the Ming King is just a ritual, and the Ming King comes one after another. But in fact, the Ming King only wants the body of the Buddhist son who is far beyond ordinary human constitution. He has never died."

Hearing these words, Zhuo Buyi's heart couldn't help but jump up wildly. If what Yang Qi said was true, Ming Wang had mastered a very profound cultivation level and could transfer his soul to a young body, and reincarnation over and over again, wouldn't he have lived for thousands of years?

Over the past thousand years, the alternation of the Ming kings of all dynasties is just that he is changing his body!

If this is the case, how powerful will the Ming King, who has accumulated thousands of years of practice, be?

Zhuo Buyi didn't dare to think about it, nor could he imagine it. At this time, he finally understood what kind of determination would be like after Yang Qi's first trip to the west. Yang Qi might have known from the beginning what kind of person he was going to challenge was, and he had even left the human category. But he never retreated or was never afraid.

In a sense, he is not fighting alone at all.

Zhuo Buyi breathed a long sigh, and the waves in his heart made him unable to calm down. The Buddhist sect has been in the Western Regions for nearly a thousand years. It turned out that it was just a toy of the Ming King alone from the beginning to the end. He has been overlooking the world on the lotus throne of the Dalun Temple on the top of the Daxue Mountain, and it has been so long that he may have forgotten how many years he has experienced.

"This white lion is called Hun Dun."

Yang Qi glanced at the lion and smiled and said, "There is a Sutra of the Fujie Sutra in the Buddha Sect, which records many strange beasts in this world. Hun Chaos is a great evil thing. The Sutra of the Fujie Sutra records that when it encounters kind people, it will commit crimes, and when it encounters evil people, it will obey commands. Wherever it goes, war disasters continue. It has always existed, but it will appear frequently only when the war is chaotic and turbulent in the world. In fact, there are no such absurd and bizarre things, it is just made up to deceive the world. However, it does appear in any place where there is war, and it seems to be looking for something."

Zhuo Buyi was stunned and was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Looking for a fierce person?"

Yang Qi didn't say anything more. He looked up at the sky and said, "God allows someone to steal his life, which means that the way of heaven is unfair, so people can only rely on themselves. Now is the weakest time in the history of the Ming Dynasty. If he cannot kill him, it will be difficult for him to choose his body in the future. Everyone should live in his own world, not other people's toys. He once said that the world is full of servitude, so I asked him to see that there are always people who straighten their backs and walk."

After saying this, Yang Qi disappeared from Zhuo Buyi's sight.

He also took away the Chen brothers.

Zhuo Buyi suddenly had an illusion, as if only he and Fang Jie were left in the whole world. A feeling that had never been before was fertile in his heart and soon filled his heart. His heart became cold and warm, as if the cold and heat were alternating. He also raised his head to look at the sky, his eyes filled with doubts and uneasiness.

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...

Fang Jie woke up on the morning of the third day. The moment he opened his eyes, an unprecedented sense of fatigue immediately spread throughout his body. He didn't even have the strength to sit up, and he couldn't even do it if he wanted to raise his arms and rub his severely painful eyes. When the first time he appeared in red eyes, he had a similar feeling but it was not so strong, so intense that he even thought he was dead.

There is no strength in the body, and the pain in the eyes makes people feel urged to hit a stone.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make any sound in his throat.

Fortunately, he saw Zhuo Buyi sitting beside him in a daze.

Seeing that he was awake, Zhuo Buyi fed him some water and when the cool water flowed into his throat, Fang Jie felt that he had recovered some strength.

"What's wrong with me?"

It took a long time before I could speak.

"Prince Zhong has been here."

Zhuo Buyi said.

The white lion woke up when she saw Fang Jie wake up, trotted over and fell beside Fang Jie, rubbing Fang Jie's face with her huge head from time to time, as if she was extremely worried about him.

Zhuo Buyi was silent for a while, and explained the words of Prince Zhong Yang Qi truthfully, trying to avoid a word, so he spoke very slowly. Fang Jie's face changed, and the surprise in his eyes was very strong. When he heard Zhuo Buyi say that Yang Qi said that his red eyes were the root of disaster, his heart was turbulent. He always thought that the red eyes were also something that was born with innate physique and never had any doubts.

After Zhuo Buyi finished speaking, Fang Jie immediately thought of the day when he was taking people in the cave to shelter from the rain on Mangdang Mountain that day, Luo Yao suddenly appeared outside the cave. It seemed as if he had always known that he was there.

Then he thought that the golden flame appeared in his eyes for the first time, which was so similar to the fire that Luo Yao had displayed that day!

But I never thought about the relationship.

The red eyes and the golden flames are just signs left by Luo Yao in his body. They are also a kind of protection for him. When encountering danger, the things left by Luo Yao will automatically come out to protect him, which shows how important his body is to Luo Yao.

Now, Prince Zhong Yang Qi pulled out the mark from his body.

Although he lost his most powerful ability, Fang Jie suddenly felt like he wanted to laugh loudly. As Zhuo Buyi told him, his mood went from shocking and terrifying to his current refreshing pleasure.

"Where has the prince gone?"

Fang answered the question.

"Da Lun Temple"

It was a bit difficult for Zhuo Buyi to squeeze out these words from his throat.

Fang Jie was silent for a while and said, "He didn't even have time to wait for me to wake up..."

He suddenly thought of something and asked Zhuo Buyi: "But there is another man who looks a little dull and smirk and comes with Prince Zhong?"

Zhuo Buyi shook his head: "He just came here himself."

Fang Jie was murman, and the joy that had just come out of his heart instantly sank. Prince Zhong came, but Su Tugou did not come... Perhaps the man who looked stupid and always had a simple smile had died at some point. He thought of the boss's beautiful face, which gradually merged with Su Tugou's ugly face in his mind, so a perfect match.

"Will we go back?"

Zhuo Buyi asked.
Chapter completed!