Chapter 377: Did a

Infused with magical power, the Vajra Cutter smashed towards the Taoist Nan Ji with an indestructible force.

The Taoist of Nan Ji felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He never expected that the Fire Spirit would dare to attack in front of Yuanshi Tianzun. Just now, he was only concerned with answering Yuanshi Tianzun's questions and his mind was relaxed.

In a hurry, he didn't have time to mobilize too much magic power to deal with it, so he just raised the crutch in his hand in front of him, trying to withstand the attack.

"Bang~"

The diamond cutter was indestructible and it broke the crutch in two pieces in an instant, heading straight for the face of the Taoist Nan Ji.

By the time Yang Jian reacted, it was too late to stop it.

The advantage of this Vajra Cutter is that it can be used directly without any sacrifice or refinement, but its disadvantage is that it also does not need any sacrifice or refinement, and anyone who holds it can exert its full power.

Even if Yang Jian wanted to recall the magic weapon, he was powerless.

All they could do was watch helplessly as the tall head of the Taoist Nan Ji got closer and closer to the Vajra Cutter.

If he died like this, the title of "God of Longevity" would probably have to be replaced by another immortal or god.

Yang Jian speculated in his heart.

Just when the Vajra Cutter was about to hit the Taoist Nan Ji, a hand blocked the way and directly grabbed the Vajra Cutter in its hand and pushed it down.

It was Yuanshi Tianzun who took action.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately no serious mistake was made.

At the same time, he still felt a little regretful. If the Taoist of Nan Ji was directly smashed to death, his soul would be included in the list, and his cultivation would be absorbed by the List of Gods, which would naturally be extremely beneficial to Yang Jian.

When the Fire Spirit saw that the Taoist Nan Ji was protected, he became indignant and flew up to rush forward.

Such behavior clearly disregards one's life.

In Huo Ling's heart, the name of Jie Religion is more important than her life, so she naturally cannot bear to see it being insulted. What's more, Nan Ji Taoist not only insulted Jie Religion, he also insulted the ideals of Tong Tian Jiaozhu. How could Huo Ling not be angry?

Yang Jian was unable to stop him and realized that he shouldn't have brought the hot-tempered Fire Spirit to Yuxu Palace. If he lost his temper, it would be strange if nothing bad happened.

"How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Yuanshi Tianzun saw that the fire spirit did not know what was good for it, so he casually stretched out his hand to suppress it.

The fire spirit felt as if a disaster was imminent, as if the sky was tilting toward the northwest and the earth was sinking to the southeast. If she was hit, her physical body would surely be destroyed.

She didn't feel afraid. She just thought that if she died, she would die. The Jiejiao would definitely avenge her, and the Nan Ji Taoist would not be able to escape either.

But she had implicated her junior brother Yang Jian and ruined his plan, which made her feel a little guilty.

"Uncle Master Yuqing, please spare Huo Ling's life."

Yang Jian shouted hurriedly, ignoring the might of the sage's attack, and rushed towards the fire spirit, trying to save it.

He was not acting rashly, he was completely sure that he could escape. He just wanted to protect the Fire Spirit and keep it out of harm's way.

After all, he didn't have many acquaintances on Jin'ao Island, and Huo Ling was the one he was most familiar with.

Faced with the might of the saint's palm, Yang Jian felt that he had no strength at all in front of him. His usually smooth and free magic power was difficult to mobilize. It was the fear that came from his soul's instinct that made it difficult for him to muster up the will to resist.

He sensed the vague shadow above the spiritual platform in his mind, and saw it suddenly disappear.

Yang Jian was certain in his heart that everything was stable.

"Om~"

A loud roar sounded, echoing in Yuxu Palace, and the yin and yang energies surged.

In front of Yuanshi Tianzun's palm, a vague shadow blocked his attack.

The shadow was clearly black and white, with the center being black and white, entwined and rotating over and over again, containing endless Tao rhyme, and the surrounding area was shrouded in the innate eight trigrams, emitting a golden glow, as if the ultimate truth of heaven and earth was in it. "Tai Chi diagram!"

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned.

Confusion rarely showed on his face.

He looked at Yang Jian deeply. He saw it clearly just now. Just when he was about to kill the two little guys with one palm.

The Tai Chi diagram rose from Yang Jian's body in an instant and protected Yang Jian.

"Taiqing has actually become naive."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Yang Jian, trying to see what was so special about him.

On the side, the Taoist of Nan Ji was so shocked that he even forgot to close his mouth. Just as he came back to his senses from the power of the Vajra, he saw the Tai Chi diagram appear.

Taiqing has not displayed his supernatural powers in the ancient times for countless years. The Tai Chi diagram represents the will of the saint Taiqing. He has always been by the side of Taishang Laojun and would never leave.

You know, even Xuan Du, the direct disciple of Taishang Laojun, could only seek a little power from the Tai Chi diagram.

This guy Yang Jian can actually make the Tai Chi diagram follow him.

The Tai Chi diagram is one of the most precious treasures in the world. With it in hand, you can go anywhere in the world, and other saints cannot do anything to you.

Now the Tai Chi diagram is actually protecting Yang Jian, just like a saint acting as a bodyguard for a golden immortal. How ridiculous it is.

The fire spirit who had escaped from a desperate situation could not hide his shock.

The image of the Tai Chi diagram was reflected in her pupils, and she was stunned.

In her perception, the Tai Chi diagram was in front of her, as if a torrent of the great road was opening up directly before her eyes.

She just felt that her thoughts were frozen and she could hardly control herself. She wanted to throw herself into the Tai Chi diagram, deeply immerse herself in it, and feel its infinite truth.

After Yuanshi Tianzun stopped moving.

The Tai Chi diagram slowly changed, turned into a speck of dust, and fell on Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was tidying up his wrinkled clothes. The action just now made his brocade clothes look a little messy.

After everything was settled, he bowed to Yuanshi Tianzun and said, "Master Yuqing, why don't you listen to my conditions? Maybe you can satisfy me."

After the Tai Chi diagram appeared, Yuanshi Tianzun became patient and said with a smile: "Tell me about it."

"Mount Xumi was the place where the Demon Ancestor Luohou lived in the past. The demonic energy in it was rampant, connecting the prehistoric world. It was one of the prehistoric ancestral veins. Any change would be a catastrophe no less than the collapse of Mount Buzhou. Previously, I asked Laojun to refine the Golden Lotus of Merit, and I found the body of the Demon Ancestor Luohou in it. Laojun deduced from this that Hongjun Daozu had the means to change the world and change the original demonic Mount Xumi into a place where the Buddha's light shines. Yang Jian is here to ask Master Yuqing, has the demonic energy in Mount Xumi really disappeared?"

"So what if it didn't disappear? It's just some residual demonic energy, it won't be a big deal."

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't care.

“Master’s great-grandfather is a saint, so he naturally doesn’t care about the resurgence of the demonic energy on Mount Xumi. However, the Buddhist sect on Mount Xumi is facing a great hidden danger. Master Randeng became the Buddha and practiced the dharma of merit. As the ancestral temple of Buddhism, Mount Xumi has been deeply involved in the merits of Buddhism over time. The disciples of the Chan Sect who changed their sects and entered Mount Xumi are all very involved in the merits of Buddhism.

This Dharma, merit, and karma are all transformed from Luohou's relics. They will not show up at ordinary times. If one's mind is not cultivated enough and attracts the devil to enter the body, then one will become a devil in an instant. At that time, Mount Xumi will become a devil's den, and all living beings in the prehistoric world will face a catastrophe. Under the catastrophe, it will be difficult for living beings to survive, and karma will roll in. Uncle Master cares about the people of the world the most. Can you bear to watch the prehistoric people suffer?"

Yang Jian said slowly.

There is a hidden word that he did not say, which is that the surge in karma will deepen Hongjun's progress in achieving the Dao.

There was no need for him to explain this, Yuanshi Tianzun would naturally know it.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked thoughtful.

Seeing this, Yang Jian struck while the iron was hot: "Mount Xumi can accommodate more fruit positions. As long as a few more powerful people come to suppress it, it will not be easy for the evil spirit to revive. In exchange, I am willing to give up part of the power to confer gods. What do you think, uncle master?"

(End of this chapter)