swallow dragon

"Third Elder, what is the heart of the fog monster you mentioned just now?" Lin Yixiao asked.

"Sovereign Qi, the heart of the fog demon is the crystallization of the life of the fog demon king. After the unfortunate death of the fog demon king, we have preserved the heart of the fog demon properly. We pray for it day and night, and hope that the heart of the fog demon can be restored as soon as possible." Find the next master and integrate into the body of the fog demon, thus giving birth to a new fog demon king."

Monk Buer explained in detail.

"As long as the fog monster is lucky enough to fuse the heart of the fog monster, can it transform into the fog monster king?"

Lin Yi blinked.

"Yes."

Fuji Laoqian nodded.

"Let's go and have a look." Lin Yi waved his hand.

At that moment, Laoqian Fuji and Monk Buer led Lin Yi and Mo Qilin, and flew towards the Bodhi School.

The disciples of the Wutu Sect, the Wuyao Clan, and the Bodhi Sect stood up one after another and lined up on both sides to welcome Lin Yi.

The temple where Bodhi Sect is located has seven entrances and seven exits, and the terrain is very complicated. Under the guidance of Monk Bu Er, Lin Yi directly entered the square in front of the main hall of the temple from a high altitude.

In the center of the square, there is an altar burning with sandalwood.On the altar, you can see a disc-sized crystal ball floating on the altar. Inside the crystal, there is a purple-red heart, beating in a strange rhythm.

On the square, there are thousands of futons. It was originally the place where the little monks of the Bodhi sect recited the Buddha's voice and prayed for the heart of the fog demon.

At this time, because of Lin Yi's arrival, there was nothing left. All the Buddhists came out respectfully and stood on both sides of the temple to welcome Lin Yi.

However, not long after Lin Yi and his party entered the main hall square, thousands of Buddhist disciples, thousands of fog demons, and thousands of Wutu sect disciples all came to the square, waiting for Lin Yi's instructions.

As soon as Lin Yi landed on the ground, he strode to the front of the fog demon's heart, spread his consciousness, and checked the fog demon's heart inside the crystal ball.

"The vitality contained in the heart of the mist demon seems to be constantly losing. If it continues like this, it will be completely shattered sooner or later." Lin Yi's face was serious.

"Amitabha, the suzerain is right."

Monk Bu Er nodded and sighed, "If the heart of the fog demon cannot be found as a successor within a month, then it will gradually disappear without a trace."

"At that time, the Wu Yao clan will completely lose their patriarch."

Monk Bu'er turned his head to look at the thousand Buddhist disciples, "What are you still doing in a daze? Next, pray for the heart of the fog demon and recite Buddhist scriptures."

"Yes."

"Yes."

At that moment, thousands of Buddhist disciples of the Bodhi Sect found their own futons, sat on the ground, took out a prayer bead from their cuffs, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures attentively.

Immediately, over the square of the main hall, the sound of Buddha was lingering, making people immersed in it and feeling calm.

"All the fog monsters, come here. Arrange the seats according to the realm of cultivation, and wait for the selection of the fog monster's heart."

Fuji Laoqian shouted at thousands of fog demons.

Immediately, thousands of fog demons came to the square in front of the heart of the fog demon with strides. They sat on the ground according to the level of their cultivation bases, folded their hands together, and stared devoutly at the center of the fog demon inside the crystal ball. Heart.

Soon, the crystal ball where the mist demon's heart was located began to spin slowly, scattering a thin layer of light down, covering the heads of thousands of mist demons, flowing slowly.

Monk Buer walked quickly to a group of Buddhist disciples, sat on the ground, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures engrossed.

Lin Yi, Mo Qilin, and Teng Laoqian stood quietly by the side without saying a word.

Roar, roar...

Suddenly, seven blood-colored heavenly dragons flew out from Lin Yi's precious soul world, and the earth-shattering roars of dragons resounded out of thin air, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which scared all the Buddhists, demons, and fog demons present. Startled, out of his wits.

"My God, is this the legendary Scarlet Heavenly Dragon?"

"Why does the Bloody Heavenly Dragon appear here?"

"Quick, get ready to fight!"

On the square of the main hall, the crowd was in a commotion and panic.

"Don't panic."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, his voice contained a trace of real energy, resounding in the ears of every monk, "These bloody dragons are half-living bodies conceived by me, and will not harm you."

Hearing the sound, the audience gasped, and looked at Lin Yi with weird eyes.

The legendary bloody sky dragon at the top of the dragon clan is actually a half-life body conceived by Lin Yi?

Monk Fuji and Teng Laoqian couldn't help but looked at each other, the shock in their hearts was almost indescribable.

Not to mention anything else, just these seven blood-colored dragons are not existences that Bu Er Monk and Teng Laoqian can contend with.

However, these seven blood-colored heavenly dragons are just half-life forms conceived by Lin Yi.

This shows how terrifying Lin Yi is.

"Scarlet Tianlong, what are you doing out here?"

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, and looked angrily at the seven blood-colored dragons hovering in the sky.

"Ow..."

The seven blood-colored dragons, with Buddha's light on their bodies, roared non-stop.

Lin Yi, who had a sympathy with Scarlet Tianlong, suddenly realized why Scarlet Tianlong showed up.

"Jie Body, what's going on?"

Mo Qilin looked at Lin Yi suspiciously.

"Oh, these seven blood-colored heavenly dragons devoured the sacred fruit of Bodhi back then. When they were conceived and born, there were gods and Buddhas who appeared. Now that they hear all the Buddhists chanting Buddhist scriptures, they can't help but want to show up and recite Buddhist scriptures together with them. .”

Lin Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

"What!? These seven blood-colored heavenly dragons are going to recite Buddhist scriptures like Buddhists?"

Mo Qilin looked surprised.

Monk Fuji and Old Teng opened their mouths wide open, unable to believe their ears.

"These seven blood-colored dragons devoured the sacred fruit of Bodhi?"

The monk Bu Er, whose body is the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit, stared blankly at the seven blood-colored heavenly dragons with their teeth and claws in the sky. The buddha seed of the essence of the dragon's blood tree."

The dragon blood treasure tree is a treasure tree of Buddhism, and its essence is the holy fruit of Bodhi.At the beginning, the seven newborn blood-colored dragons were fused with the energy of the holy fruit of Bodhi. When they were conceived and born, there were gods and Buddhas who appeared. Obviously, they were born with powerful mana blessings.

"Sect Master, since these seven blood-colored dragons are destined to be my Buddha, let them join us and pray for the heart of the mist demon together."

Monk Bu Er looked at Lin Yi with a warm smile.

"Alright."

Lin Yi nodded and agreed.

Roar, roar...

After getting Lin Yi's permission, the seven newborn blood-colored dragons were ecstatic, swooped down with their fangs and claws, and swept towards the altar.

"stop……"

When Teng Laoqian saw the bloody sky dragon over a thousand feet flying towards him, he suddenly panicked and hurriedly stood in front of the altar, his eyes showing anger.

Monk Buer also looked at Lin Yi with a strange expression.

Looking at the posture of the blood-colored Tianlong, it seems that he does not want to pray for the heart of the fog demon, but rather wants to swallow the heart of the fog demon in one gulp.

"Oh, the Second Elder and the Third Elder misunderstood."

With a thought, Lin Yi communicated with the Scarlet Heavenly Dragon, and immediately explained with a smile: "My seven newborn Bloody Heavenly Dragons, although born Buddha-born, don't know how to recite Buddhist scriptures, but they have special way of praying."

"A special way of praying?"

Monk Fuji and Laoqian Fuji were slightly taken aback.

"Yes."

Lin Yi nodded and smiled, "Seven Dragons Playing with Pearls."

"Seven dragons playing with pearls?"

Monk Bu'er suddenly realized that this blood-colored Tianlong knew how to play beads, and as a natural Buddha seed, it was very likely to bring powerful blessing energy to the heart of the fog demon.

"Sect Master, be careful."

Teng Laoqian reluctantly stepped aside, and did not forget to remind him before leaving.

Lin Yi nodded and smiled.

Immediately, seven blood-colored sky dragons of thousands of feet flew down and danced around the altar, breathing bursts of dragon breath from their mouths, and poured them into the crystal ball.

Immediately, under the blowing of the dragon's breath, the disc-sized crystal ball moved up and down, emitting precious light.

In a short while, the entire altar emitted a strong Buddha light, and the heart of the mist demon inside the crystal ball also beat violently, and the originally weak vitality suddenly became quite vigorous.

"Hey, look, the gods and Buddhas have appeared!"

"Tsk tsk, the vitality of the fog monster's heart seems to have become stronger! What a miracle!"

"Unexpectedly, these seven natural Buddha seeds actually brought the heart of Wu Yao back to life!"

All the people present looked beamingly at the Heart of the Fog Demon above the altar.

"It's amazing. Thousands of my Buddhist disciples prayed devoutly, but none of them have the power to pray for blessings from these seven blood-colored heavenly dragons. I'm ashamed, ashamed!"

Monk Bu Er stared blankly at the miracle on the altar for a long time before he sighed.

"Sect Master, you have really helped us a lot. I thank you for your great kindness on behalf of the Mist Monster Clan!"

Teng Laoqian trembled, his lips murmured, and he came to Lin Yi and bowed to salute, his eyes were already moist.

"Hehe, this is just a little effort, nothing to worry about."

Lin Yi patted Teng Laoqian on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, from inside the crystal ball, a layer of bright light shot out, covering thousands of fog demons in the audience.

Immediately, thousands of fog demons who folded their hands together and prayed with great concentration were all revived, and a touch of desire emerged from the depths of their hearts.

The ray of light, like water waves, passed by thousands of fog monsters, and finally, condensed into a beam of light, locked on a barefoot girl in the back row of the crowd.

Swish swish.

Immediately, the eyes of all the monks focused on the girl.

"Look, the heart of the mist demon has manifested, and it seems to have locked a new owner."

"Tsk tsk, it's unbelievable. This girl only has the realm of Huahai, and belongs to the lowest level of existence among our fog monster clan. I didn't expect that the heart of the fog monster would choose her as the next host."

"The heart of the fog monster is not looking at the realm of cultivation, but the pure mind. Only the purer the mind, the more effective it will be when practicing illusion, and the fusion of the heart of the fog monster will not cause rejection. This The girl will become the next queen of our fog demon clan."

"I don't know if this girl's body can withstand the heart of the mist demon?"

Everyone was talking about it, and every fog monster looked at the girl with a look of envy and hatred.

boo.

Suddenly, there was a crisp shattering sound, and a fist-sized hole suddenly appeared in the crystal ball suspended on the altar. Then, a strong gravitational force swept out, forcefully sucking the girl into the crystal ball.

Looking intently, I felt that the girl had turned into a wisp of mist and was drawn into the inside of the crystal ball, and began to fuse continuously.

"Great, the Heart of the Mist Demon has finally found its final destination under the blessing of mana. I hope this girl can successfully integrate with the Heart of the Mist Demon and become the next Queen of the Mist Demon."

Monk Buer smiled happily.

"Sect Master, thank you for your great kindness, I, Old Teng, will never forget it!" With tears in his eyes, Old Teng tightly held Lin Yi's hand, and said in a deep voice.

Lin Yi smiled and squeezed Teng Laoqian's hand tightly.

This old vine, and the previous Wu Yaowang are dual monks, and now the Wuyao king has died in Huangquan, leaving only the heart of the Wuyao.

The heart of the fog demon has become Teng Laoqian's heart disease. In order to fulfill the last wish of his deceased wife, Fuji Laoqian would like to see the heart of the fog demon find a new home in his dreams.

Now, the wish has finally come true!

All this is due to Lin Yi, the new suzerain!

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