After the reconstruction of Yannian Temple, it quickly restored its former order. Although the area has been reduced, its essential condition has become more stable.

Market trading, spiritual herb planting, hunting, etc. are all in an orderly manner.

However, a few days ago, the expeditionary army of Yannian Temple suffered an unprecedented defeat. More than 100 monks were killed and swallowed by the two demon immortals, Linlong and Flag Dragon, which suddenly appeared. Only a few people on the outside escaped.

The scene that had been thriving before suddenly changed, and there was a hint of worry on the faces of vendors, pedestrians, and hunters.

No one knows whether this will be just the beginning.

It takes a lot of effort to shape confidence, but it only takes a big defeat.

In an inconspicuous stone house.

Bian Yanzhi wore a Zhuangzi scarf and carried two swords on his back, and said to the monks present: "My Buddhist masters, Yannian Temple has suffered huge losses this time. As I see, it is no longer suitable for this place to stay. Not to mention whether the two demons will launch an offensive against this place, what we need to be more careful about is that Baihai, Wansuishan is likely to take the opportunity to launch a raid..."

"Fellow Taoist, Yannian Temple suddenly encountered a great disaster, and we need to stabilize the hearts of the people. We will escape when we are killed and will never have a place to live."

The person who spoke was a monk with a beard with a strong face. His strong body gave people a solid sense of security. It was Hiromasa Yungji.

Another nun also advised warmly: "Fellow Daoist Bian, the situation is not as bad as you think. You still need to stabilize your mind and wait and see what you change. The host Zhijian Master has suspended his offensive and contracted his defense. Judging from the current overall situation, the chance of the demon immortal chasing him is very small."

The speaker is the nun of Dabaoen Temple, Qinghu.

Bian Yanzhi looked at the last monk.

This man is also a faint leader among monks. He looks about forty years old, with kind eyes, clear body, generous and compassionate, and kind.

It is the monk from Famen Temple, Zong Pu.

Zong Pu held the Ruyi Pearl in his hand and thought for a moment: "Where does Fellow Daoist Bian want to seek after leaving this place?"

Bian Yanzhi was calm: "Xiling."

Zong Pu nodded: "But it is also a place to go. Since fellow Daoist Bian has made up his mind, I will no longer persuade him. It is just that the fate of Xiling is difficult to solve, and there may be many unexpected storms. Please be careful with fellow Daoist Bian."

"It seems that all the mages are not going to leave with me."

Bian Yizhi sighed.

"The Buddha has the opportunity to save those who are destined to live without any place."

Zong Pu just said this: "Fellow Taoist is careful all the way here."

Bian Yizhi knew that it was useless to say more, so he bowed and said, "Goodbye."

He left as soon as he said he could leave, turned around and left the room.

The door slowly closed.

Only then did Guangzheng look at Zongpu: "Bodhisattva, I am still in Yannian Temple, I wonder why?"

Zong Pu waved his hand: "Junior brother, don't call me Bodhisattva. I am not Bodhisattva. I am just a reincarnation and suffering from the world. I can't deserve such a title."

Guangzheng said solemnly: "Senior brother is worthy of being reincarnated as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

The bhikkhu Ni Qinghu was a different topic: "Senior Brother Zongpu, I don't know where the Buddha's fate is here? Can you reveal one or two?"

Zong Pu did not answer positively, but said: "There is already a Buddha's fate in the Xiling land, but the fate belongs to humans."

"There are also Buddhist teachings to follow on the Baihai Island, but they are even more bizarre and complex. The monk has shallow knowledge and cannot understand them. He does not know whether it is karma or Buddhist principles."

"The Yannian Temple has experienced many disasters and troubles, and is a hard-won practice that saves many sufferings and troubles, and saves sentient beings. This is a hard-won practice."

Guangzheng and Qinghu both nodded slowly.

On the other side.

Bian Yanzhi's two swords ride the wind and waves, heading straight to the west of Xiling.

The crushing defeat not long ago made him completely disappointed with Yannian Temple.

Two senior brothers who manipulated the ferns were buried in the dragon's belly and died in the sea. Now he is the only one left in Maoshan monks.

Yannian Temple has no countermeasures against the demon immortal dragon clan, and it has completely become a fish. Moreover, with the strategy of competing for the position of the strange scenery, even if they stop, they will hunt dragons again.

Previously, Bian Yanzhi was not optimistic about Yannian Temple.

His fighting style is not strong, but he is a real weapon refiner, so he is particularly clear that the difference between strength and weakness is much larger than that of appearance.

A series of rules must be followed in order to survive better.

Bian Yizhi can finally make his own decision now.

Target, Xiling.

There have been resting and recuperation there, and there are few conflicts with the dragon clan and ghosts. Moreover, because the spiritual soil under the sea was mined, Yannian Temple once wanted to follow the example, but it was all successful.

The further down the sea of ​​the secret realm, the stronger the pressure. The Mitian Qinglong will almost destroy all actions that try to touch the seabed.

Bian Yizhi always felt that there was the place that suits him.

Fellow Daoist Wu Qi is also a very practical monk, which is very compatible with Bian Yi's taste.

...

Wu Qi sneezes and rubs his nose.

Li Mi is still making the latest report: "...After the demonic accident, Yannian Temple and Bai Hai both imported a large amount of spiritual land from Xiling, but these two parties no longer traded with elixirs, but instead used various magic weapons, talismans and even magic weapons."

"Now, just through the exchange, I have 69 magic weapons, but most of them are yellow-level low-quality products, and the value is not high. And there are no vehicles-like magic weapons that Xiling wants."

"In addition, there are more than 200 sea turtle monsters. These sea turtle monsters have been domesticated for many years and can be controlled with tortoise shell pieces. They can not only serve as early warnings for the sea eyeliner in Xiling, but also combine them into some floating islands to deal with emergencies."

"Honor, Bai Hai proposed again, want to trade to get the Youlong."

Wu Qi yawned: "Ignore it."

"The direction is right. Hoard as many turtle monsters as possible. If it really doesn't work, use them to travel on the sea, the more the better."

This is also a compromise.

What Wu Qi wants most is sea vehicles.

However, even Baihai and Yannian Temple have few such magic weapons, and the maritime magic weapons are regarded as strategic resources by both forces. They have to face ghosts in the air, and the sea surface is relatively safe, but if they are in the water, they consume a huge amount of spiritual power, and only magic weapons can greatly reduce losses.

Fighting for sea control is also a point that both forces attach great importance to.

Wu Qi was not completely helpless either.

The 115 ghost dragons in the Dragon Pond can also be regarded as excellent navigation vehicles, but they are not bad. If they are discovered to be parasitic and trigger the sky-high blue dragon, the dragon clan attacks will be a huge problem.

At this time, the snake demon's head suddenly ran over there.

"Master Wu, there is a Taoist saying that it is your friend and I want to see you."

Although he didn't know the specific relationship between Ye Wang and Wu Qi, he still had the vision he had developed over the years and knew that he could not offend this popular person.

"Friend? Who?"

Wu Qi thought to himself, it wasn't Jin Zihan, right?

After being disabled, I was seriously traumatized and turned to myself...

Wu Qi has a headache.

This is not easy to deal with.

He was still very cautious about the monks in the Five Dao and Seven Temples. These people were sects behind them, so the influence of public opinion should not be underestimated. Jin Zihan showed naked hostility when he was studying in Wudang. It was difficult for Wu Qi to accept such a guy in Xiling.

But if you don’t accept this dying fellow, Jingwei and Shu Ran will probably have grudges in your heart.

Datou touched his head: "The Taoist said he was a Taoist priest from Maoshan, and his name was Bian Yanzhi."

"Bian Yizhi?"

Wu Qi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be a person from the Yuanfu Palace in Maoshan.

He and Bian Yizhi had a competition at the White Tiger Hall of Longhu Mountain. They had a bad impression of this person. They won the other party's magic weapon "Ghost Fighting Whip", and Bian Yizhi did not deny it either.

Slow down!

Bian Yanzhi... He has the "Haohai Four Tan" in his hand!

Just when the magic weapon for navigation is missing, someone gives you a pillow!
Chapter completed!