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"Walk."

Mo Qilin led Lin Yi and flew towards the northwest of the black forest. While flying, he introduced to Lin Yi: "Jianti, in fact, this fog demon tree is a very spiritual ancient tree. If the tree is a hundred years old, it can transform into a mist demon."

Lin Yi frowned, a little surprised.

"As long as the tree reaches a hundred years old, can it transform into a demon?" Lin Yi opened his eyes wide.

It is very difficult to transform into a demon.It takes a lot of chances and coincidences, plus long years of penance.

Some thousand-year-old trees could not be successfully transformed into demons. Unexpectedly, this fog demon tree was able to transform into demons in one fell swoop when it was a hundred years old.

"Well, although the fog demon tree can become a monster in a hundred years, the fog monsters transformed into are just low-level little monsters. It also takes a long time to cultivate to become a climate."

"However, the mist demon is naturally good at illusion and hides its tracks. It is a master at cultivating magic. It is often able to sneak attack to win, or use illusion to defeat the strong with the weak."

Mo Qilin said.

"How many fog monsters are there in this black forest?" Lin Yi nodded, having a general impression of the fog monsters.

"Originally there were more than 5000 fog monsters, many of whom were killed or injured in several brutal wars, and now there are only about 1000 fog monsters left." Mo Qilin added: "Actually, there used to be a fog monster in this black forest. Wang, although he is only at the second level of the Divine Origin Realm, he is extremely good at illusion and is a master."

"Unfortunately, in the last fierce battle between me and the three ligers and tigers, the Wu Yao King unfortunately died. The Wu Yao clan is now leaderless and scattered."

Mo Qilin sighed.

"Has the Fog Demon King died?" Lin Yi frowned, "Then who will lead the Wu Yao Clan today?"

"In today's Black Forest, there are three tribes in total. One is the Bodhi Sect led by Monk Fuji, with about a thousand Buddhist disciples. The other is the Wutu Sect led by Fuji Laoqian, which also has thousands of Yaozu disciples. The third One, is the fog monster clan, there are more than 1000 fog monsters."

"Originally, the Wu Yao King and Teng Laoqian were a pair of monks. Now that the Wu Yao King unfortunately died, the Wu Yao clan is temporarily led by Teng Laoqian."

Mo Qilin introduced.

Lin Yi nodded slightly, and asked, "What is the cultivation level of Laoqian Teng and Monk Buer?"

"Teng Laoqian, like Monk Fuji, has the cultivation base of the eighth level of Shenyuan Realm. Among them, Monk Fuji is more talented in cultivation because he is the reincarnation of Bodhi Fruit for a thousand years. But his qualifications are still relatively low. younger generation."

Mo Qilin said.

"Not bad."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "This Teng Laoqian, whose body is a thousand-year-old vine demon, and Buer monk, who is a thousand-year-old bodhi fruit, both of them are in the eighth level of the Shenyuan Realm. They must be under my guidance and cultivation. Soon, they will become If we can be promoted to the realm of enlightenment, then our sect will have two more saint kings!"

Mo Qilin nodded with a smile.

Soon, the two came to the sky above a tribe in the northwest direction. Looking down from a high altitude, they could see many tree houses spreading thousands of miles, and many monster races of different shapes wandered among them.Among the forests, there are quite a few fruit forests, where brightly colored spiritual fruits grow.

Six hundred miles away, there are splendid buildings built, with sandalwood bursting inside, and young monks reciting scriptures.

Needless to say, Lin Yi and Mo Qilin have arrived at the headquarters of Wutu Sect and Bodhi Sect.

What's interesting is that the base camps of Yaozu and Fozong are not far apart, and they live in peace.

"Strange, why haven't Monk Fuji and Fuji Laoqian come out to welcome us?"

Mo Qilin frowned slightly, "Aren't these two guys in the Black Forest?"

Both Lin Yi and Mo Qilin didn't hide their aura. Now that they have come to the sky above Wutu Sect and Bodhi Sect, with the cultivation level of Monk Buer and Teng Laoqian, they should have discovered it a long time ago.

Lin Yi stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, and smiled calmly, without the slightest impatience.

"Bu Er monk, Teng Laoqian, the suzerain is coming, why don't you hurry up and get out to greet him!"

Mo Qilin was faintly angry, and immediately yelled loudly. At the same time, a terrifying coercion of the Shattered Realm swept down, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.

"The suzerain is here, the suzerain is here!"

"Welcome to the suzerain!"

"The disciple has met the suzerain!"

Feeling the terrifying coercion, the disciples of Wutu Sect and Bodhi Sect rushed out one after another, knelt on the ground, and bowed to Mo Qilin and Lin Yi in the sky.

At the same time, thousands of translucent mist demons also turned into wisps of mist and swept out, kneeling down on the ground.

Whizzing!

Immediately afterwards, two figures, one silver and one gold, also flew out of a temple of the Bodhi Sect one after another, and within a few ups and downs, they flew in front of Lin Yi and Mo Qilin.

"Witch soil sect vine old thousand, welcome the suzerain! I have lost my way, and I hope to forgive my sins!"

A short, skinny old man in a silver robe saluted respectfully.

"Monk Buer of the Bodhi School, welcome to the suzerain!" Monk Buer is a fat man with fat head, big ears and a shiny face. A kind of sophistication and maturity of insight into the world.

"Bastard, why did you come out so late to greet him? Could it be that you don't pay attention to me at all?" Mo Qilin scolded all over his head and face.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Teng Laoqian and Monk Fuji were so frightened that they bowed and bowed again and again, beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads.

"Sect Master, we were just praying for the heart of the fog demon, hoping that the heart of the fog demon would be able to attach to the body of the new fog demon, so as to give birth to a new fog demon king."

"Because I was engrossed and didn't pay attention to the situation outside, so I neglected it, and I hope to forgive my sin."

Monk Buer explained.

"The heart of the mist demon?" Mo Qilin raised his brows, and his face softened.

"Leave this matter aside for the time being, let me introduce you first. This is the Eternal Tribulation Body, the true suzerain of our sect. The Enthronement Ceremony will be held soon to officially enthron."

Mo Qilin pointed to Lin Yi, and introduced him to Old Teng and Monk Fuji with a smile.

"Eternal Tribulation Body? Our Sovereign?"

"Oh my god, this is the Eternal Tribulation Body that is said to have planted a seed of divine consciousness in Chengxiantai? He wants to become our suzerain?"

Teng Laoqian and Monk Fuji were all shocked, and they stared at Lin Yi in disbelief, as if they didn't expect that Lin Yi really had only the realm of Shenyuan, just like the legend.

In the mere state of Shenyuan, one can plant a seed of spiritual consciousness into the ninth step of Chengxiantai. This kind of peerless talent is simply shocking.

"Laoqian Xiateng, the suzerain of the Wutu sect, is the second elder of the sect. I pay my respects to the suzerain."

The short, skinny old man immediately stepped forward, knelt down in the air, and kowtowed to Lin Yi three times and nine times.

"Monk Buer, the suzerain of the Bodhi Sect, is the third elder of the sect. I pay my respects to the suzerain."

The fat and chubby monk Fuer kowtowed to Lin Yi three times and nine times with a smile on his face.

"Exemption."

Lin Yi stepped forward to help the two of them up, "From now on, we are a family, so there is no need to be polite."

Laoqian Fuji and Monk Fuji smiled and nodded.

Being able to become a subordinate of a legendary figure is also something to be happy about.

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