First Son-in-law

Qin Li was very happy.

Encountered Zhenyue here unexpectedly.

It was really a surprise, there was a joy of meeting old friends in a foreign country.

Old Demon Dugu said dumbly: "Listening to the tone of this monkey, you seem to use my name as a pseudonym."

"Hahaha! Who is the predecessor's domineering." Qin Li smiled awkwardly, he didn't dare to tell Dugu Old Demon that his name was stinking.

After all, the Kunpeng Saint Clan has been slandering constantly.

He changed the subject and said, "Zhenyue, are you going to the Mass Burial Hill too?"

"Yes!"

Zhen Yue nodded, speechless:

"My dad threw me out again and let me go to the Mass Burial Hill to experience it."

Qin Li thought of Zhen Gu and Jin, and looked at Zhen Yue carefully, and was surprised to find that he could not fully understand him: "Zhen Yue, you have several nirvanas now."

"quadruple!"

Zhenyue no longer hides, showing coercion.

Nirvana breath bursts out, blooming with bright silver light, dazzling thousands of miles.

In the rays of light, the four visions complemented each other, Kunpeng spreading its wings, giant ape stalking the sky, unicorn lying on the rock, and Xumi Jinshan.

Qin Li exclaimed: "Zhen Yue, your vision is not small! Kunpeng holy clan, unicorn holy clan, sacred ape family, Xumi holy land. With multiple inheritances, the combat power is enough to be among the best. ."

Zhenyue humbly smiled and said: "It's my father's face, and all the holy places are willing to borrow perfect Nirvana, but this is already my limit. I can faintly feel the conflict of visions. The fifth aspect is difficult to be perfect, so My dad let me out and let me experience it."

"It's okay, with your qualifications, as long as you improve your cultivation level, you can suppress the backlash of the vision and make it perfect twice. At that time, the six visions will be the same style as the demon male seniors!" Qin Li smiled.

The three males are all six visions.

If Zhenyue returned to the Silver Age, he would definitely be a hero.

It's a pity that now is the golden age, and all kinds of arrogances emerge in an endless stream, and sooner or later, the seven world shakers like the Demon Buddha will be born.

Zhenyue was not proud, and smiled: "I'm just a shame from my fathers. I can't compete with brother Qin alone. My father wants me to learn more from you. By the way, I met in the Jinqilin clan. Dong Rihuang, this servant took the credit for you and took away the little princess Qilin Gu Xiangxiang. I was angry just looking at it."

"It's just a clown jumping beam. Sooner or later, he will be killed." Qin Li smiled.

The more they talked, the hotter they became.

Fetters down.

The three left Heitu Village.

All the way northward, hurried to the Mass Burial Ridge.

Qin Li Zhenyue is of the same age, the same realm, and all of the four great visions, so they can chat very well, exchange experiences with each other, and make a few gestures from time to time.

On the way, they met many demons, and of course there were also helpless demons, hugged and humiliated alive.

Some large demon towns have a population of 100,000, and there are gods in town.

However, this strength is nothing at all in the dangerous Demon State, many towns have been slaughtered, and the people of the Blood Demon Sect are very rampant, with an attitude of exhaustion.

"It's another dead city!"

Zhenyue couldn't help sighing while looking at the devastated town.

"This time it's not the Blood Demon Sect, but the Shura Demon Sect!" Qin Li lamented as he looked at the corpses and pieces of meat all over the floor.

Among the Twelve Demon Sects, these two are the most notorious. One **** human blood and cannibalizes the same kind; the other kills, and it is best to kill. They are all demons in human skin, and they are sinful.

"Let's bury them! This group of demons is also pitiful, sinless, but when they are alive, they have suffered all the hardships. Now they are tortured to death, throwing their corpses into the wilderness, they really shouldn't." Zhenyue felt compassion in his heart, and his heart was pure.

"it is good!"

Qin Li dug his sword into a hole.

Zhenyue pieced the corpse together and put it in the soil for security.

The old Dugu Demon also came to help, splitting the stone into a monument, and standing on the ground.

The so-called things gather people in groups, three people can get together, in addition to fate, there is a common tenderness in their hearts. Tombs were erected one after another, and a few hours later, there were 100,000 graves, magnificent and desolate.

"Good, good!"

Suddenly, a voice of vicissitudes sounded.

The three of them were shocked, and looked back, not knowing when there was a monk behind them.

He is an old monk with kind brows, dusty face and wrinkles, dark skin, skinny as wood, and a little awkward, so he is wearing a black hemp robe, surrounded by life, and his life will soon die.

"Ascetic monk!"

Old Demon Dugu recognized the calendar.

Among the Buddhist cultivators, there are those with great perseverance, abandoning the prosperity, and stepping all over the rivers and mountains, just to exercise the Buddha's mind, indomitable, very rare.

The ascetic monk folded his hands together: "The devil's life is cheap, like a gopher, and he can't live in panic. The right way will abandon it, and the devil way will be regarded as a domestic animal. It is really rare that the three benefactors are willing to bury them with great effort."

"I just think they are pitiful."

Zhen Yue smiled sullenly.

"Good!"

The ascetic monk smiled and said:

"There is a cloud in the ancient Buddhist scriptures, the phase is born from the heart, and the state changes with the heart!"

"If there is a demon in your heart, everything you see is cruel; if you have an immortal in your heart, everything you see is a cloud; if you have a Buddha in your heart, everything you see is compassion. You have a lot of wisdom! It's a good material for Buddha cultivation."

Zhenyue was embarrassed by the praise: "I'm overrated. My father often scolds me for being stupid and can't bear the word Huigen."

"Smart and astute are only the Hinayana Buddhism, and great wisdom is the Mahayana Buddhism. This is a small gift and I will give it to you." The ascetic monk took out three fruits and gave them to the three of them.

Qin Li took it and saw that the fruit was crystal clear, oval, and the core could be clearly seen. There were many fine spiritual patterns on it, like a bun on the Buddha's head, which symbolized wisdom in the buddha.

"The bodhi fruit of Da Leiyin Temple, also known as wisdom fruit, can make people enlightenment."

Zhen Yue was shocked and wanted to refuse.

however.

The ascetic has left.

Come and go without a trace, incredibly fast, like a gust of wind.

"An unfathomable existence, hidden by treasures, I haven't seen it through." Old Demon Dugu threw the bodhi fruit to Qin Li, but he couldn't eat it.

"It should be an eminent monk from the Great Leiyin Temple, who came to slay demons." Qin Li was not polite, swallowing two bodhi fruits, and the power of the medicine surged immediately, spewing strands of crystal blue light from the sky spirit cover.

This is the light of wisdom. Although there is only a thin layer, it makes people calm down instantly, with clear thoughts and bursts of inspiration. Unsolvable problems can be solved easily; the profound meanings that are difficult to understand become clear.

"A good thing is worthy of being the treasure of the Great Leiyin Temple." Qin three-dimensionally comprehend the twelve ways, and wanted to use the wisdom fruit to realize the "Fighting Sword Record" and merge the two swords, but it was not a temporary achievement.

However, there is another windfall.

Boom!

Qin Li exploded.

The golden lightning burst out and turned into an electric snake.

It's the thickness of the thumb, and it's silent, and it shuttles through the void, almost an instant.

"Unexpectedly, Jin Ling's virtual lightning flashed into a small result." Qin Li was a little surprised. He has not paid too much attention to this magical power, but he has used it too many times. Practice makes perfect, and there is always a reward. So with the help of Bodhi fruit, he succeeded in one fell swoop. , The speed doubles.

"This is your adventure, cherish it!" Old Demon Dugu said.

It's really amazing.

Bury a corpse in a city and occasionally get bodhi fruit.

It can only be said that good people are rewarded, and gentle people are always treated with gentleness.

"Let's go to Mass Burial Hill! It's not far away." Zhenyue was born with Wisdom Light, and he also gained a lot.

The three set out again, and soon saw broken earth, broken mountains, and magical energy transpiring in the distance, mixed with resentment, dead energy and Yin Qi, turning into a dark poisonous cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and the mountains stretched for no idea how many miles. .

"That is Mass Burial Ridge, one of the main battlefields of the turmoil that year. I don't know how many monks and demons died. The bones are everywhere, and the blood flows into rivers. Therefore, it has endless grievances and death. It is a terrible place." Qin Li explained. Tao.

"This is an unformed mystery. If there are tens of thousands of years, it may form a horror, ten times more horrible than that shaded ridge." Old Demon Dugu saw the doorway.

"Are we going straight in like this?" Zhen Yue was a little confused.

"No, we need to find a large force."

Qin Li took out a token, which was the identity token handled by Baigu City.

The function of this token is not small, it also emits bright white light to guide the direction.

The three of them took advantage of the situation and found a camp after a few quarters of an hour.

The big tent barracks, shrouded in formations, thousands of righteous monks shuttled back and forth, their faces were serious, as if the mountains were about to rain.

A mast was also erected in the center, shining brightly, guiding the monks from all directions to gather here.

The three of Qin Li entered the camp easily, and they were recognized as Tianjiao Star at a glance, and received great courtesy and preferential treatment: "Excuse me, who is in charge of the camp nowadays?"

A righteous monk replied respectfully: "Now it is the two great heavenly arrogant stars that are in charge, which are the proof of the sacred place of sorrow and Chen Tianxiang of the sacred place of Vientiane."