The Magic Monk in the Second Dimension

When the blood of the Eucharist dripped on the stone book, a great light immediately bloomed, showing the beginningless scriptures in the air.

Feeling this drop of blood that was almost from the same source as his own, Ye Fan knew that it was not Zhang Lin, but said pleasantly.

"Senior Eucharist?"

But when Xia Zhi looked back, Ye Fan realized that it was not at all!

But Xia Zhi said.

"Holy Eucharist, we meet again."

Ye Fan: ...

Hearing this, he felt a chill in his heart.

Oops!Sure enough, as the Black Emperor said, it wasn't that the Dacheng Holy Body was revived and lived another life, but that the body was occupied by some kind of weirdness!

In other words, although he made the Holy Land of Light, it was not for revenge, but for the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art and the Immortal Heaven Art?

Thinking of this, Ye Fan's heart became heavier and heavier.

This kind of devouring the world, using the cultivation method to achieve oneself is controlled by the weird acquisition of the body of the Dacheng Holy Body, I don't know how much bloody storm it will set off.

After writing down the Sutra of Beginning, Xia Zhi directly read Ye Fan's thoughts through the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Jar.

He grinned.

"Since you want to practice the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, what's the use of ordinary people eating more? If you want to become my favorite prey, you must at least be a saint!"

Ye Fan was startled, and quickly mobilized his mana to cover his altar, exclaiming.

"Can you read minds?"

"I used to call you senior when you asked for me, but now I call you directly? Ye Fan, you are so realistic!"

Xia Zhi smiled at Ye Fan indifferently.

"It just so happens that the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar was cast from the body of the Empress, so let me find out. You should continue to do the promising job of ringing the bell!"

Xia Zhi pinches Fa Jue with his hands, his eyes glow red, and he opens his Fa Eye.

He stared intently at the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, looking for the traces of the manifestation of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art.

Ye Fan saw that Xia Zhi didn't attack him, but carefully observed the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, so he was relieved for the time being.

After all, this guy has a record of suppressing imperial soldiers, so he can't beat him!

The summer solstice is two months.

In the first month, he was still working on the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, and in the second month, he went to observe the Wushi Clock.

Zhang Lin and Hei Huang also appeared on the way, and Xia Zhi was taken aback.

Especially Heihuang, who turned around and ran away, making Ye Fan laugh out loud.

Chapter 7 Lifting the Curse

In the purple mountain, the clock without beginning rings continuously for three months, so that the ancient peoples dare not move rashly.

But at this moment, the emperor stepped forward.

He spoke nonsense.

"Wushi died a long time ago! I saw him sitting and turning into a ray of light in the Purple Mountain with my own eyes!"

Zishan was originally the dojo of the Immortal Emperor, and the Emperor's son has been sealed in it, waiting to be born in this life.

Later, Zishan was ruled by Emperor Wushi, who strongly suppressed the forces under the command of the Immortal Emperor, including the Emperor's son.

In a sense, what he said can be regarded as "seeing with his own eyes".

Afterwards, he took out the first volume of the ancient scriptures of the gods and asked the ancestors of the valley of the gods to kill the barbarians in Nanling.

The barbarians are Ye Fan's allies.If the Nanling barbarians were slaughtered, he would definitely appear.

Here, Ye Fan and others are also discussing to make a big one.

He said murderously.

"It's useless to ring the bell without beginning, and the ancients will definitely continue to test it. We must make an example!"

"Let me go. I will do my best to lay down the origin technique array, which can kill the Saint King!"

Zhang Lin, the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi, stood up.

Ten thousand years ago, the curse of a celestial master broke out on him, and he escaped into the purple mountain.

There is Wu Shizhong in Zishan for protection, which makes him barely regain his consciousness.

But for 1 years, the curse has penetrated into his body.Once you leave Purple Mountain, I'm afraid it will be reduced to ashes in a day.

In the shadows of Zishan, there are many other source magicians who are also cursed.

Their hands and feet are deformed, and a lot of long hair grows on their bodies. They are neither human nor ghost, but they still have a sincere heart to contribute to the human race.

Looking at Zhang Lin, Ye Fan respectfully greeted Xia Zhi.

"Senior, is there a way to save him?"

Xia Zhi glanced at Zhang Lin and said.

"It's just a curse, there's nothing that can't be solved."

But before the surprised Ye Fan could speak, Xia Zhi said to Zhang Lin.

"It's okay to save you, but you have to let go of your mind and let me observe your Tao and Dharma."

Hearing this, Ye Fan immediately shut up and turned to look at Zhang Lin.

Some people attach great importance to Taoism, even if they die, they will not let people see it.

But Zhang Lin is not one of them.

When he heard that he was still saved, he froze for a moment.

"Senior, please wait a moment."

He turned around and walked into the darkness. Not long after, he moved out the divine source that was sealed with Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi thousands of years ago.

Zhang Lin gently stroked through Shenyuan, his eyes were full of tenderness, and then bowed to Xia Zhi to the end.

"Trouble senior!"

"It's not troublesome, I'm also somewhat interested in Yuan Tianshi's lineage."

Xia Zhi stretched out his hand, and a ball of black mud poured out from his hand, covering Zhang Lin.

The curse on him is actually the same as the curse of Dacheng Eucharist, but it has penetrated deep into the body and soul.

It is good that Xia Zhi can save Zhang Lin, but at the same time, Zhang Lin's body and part of his soul will be made of black mud, so he will be under his control.

But most people can not see this change.

Soon, as the black mud receded, it reintegrated into Xia Zhi's body, revealing Zhang Lin's figure.

The ominous red hair on his body disappeared at this time, the nails on his hands and feet were no longer sharp, and his appearance returned to his late twenties appearance.

"Really recovered!"

Feeling the vitality in his body, Zhang Lin was pleasantly surprised and thanked Xia Zhi again.

"Thank you senior!"

But immediately afterwards, Zhang Lin looked at the other origin masters in the dark, and boldly asked Xia Zhi.

"Senior, can they still be saved?"

Xia Zhi shook his head slightly.

"Their souls have sunk. Rather than being cursed, it is better to say that the curse is continuing their life, and they have already died."

Hearing what Xia Zhi said, Zhang Lin sighed, but quickly pulled himself together.

He opened the divine source and awakened Yang Yi.

The holy maiden of Yaochi opened her eyes, looked at the young Zhang Lin, stretched out her hand involuntarily, and gently stroked his face.

"Am I dreaming?"

Zhang Lin also took Yang Yi's hand very emotionally.

"Of course it's not a dream, Yi'er."

Ignoring the ten-thousand-year dog food, Xia Zhi said to Ye Fan.

"I see the same thing as the Heaven-swallowing Demon Jar and the Wushi Bell, so let's go now. If you meet other extreme emperor soldiers, use the leopard skin to call me."

Ye Fan said quickly.

"Senior, now that all the ancient races are recovering, and the human race is weak, is senior willing to take action?"

Xia Zhi smiled.

"There are still capable people in the human race. Don't think that the human race can't do without you. Besides, I'm not interested in participating in the petty fights between saints."

Seeing Xia Zhi's refusal, Ye Fan was a little disappointed.

But then, Xia Zhi said again.

"How about this, a complete set of imperial scriptures that I have never seen before, or a piece of extreme emperor soldiers that I can observe for a month, can be exchanged for me to make one shot."

Facing Xia Zhi's conditions, Ye Fan could only smile wryly.

"This is really a boss, and the conditions are so high."

Fortunately, a complete set of imperial scriptures is more troublesome, but one can find a way by observing the emperor's soldiers for a month.

At worst, he would use the liquid medicine of the elixir of death to change it!

……

Leaving Zishan, Xia Zhi entered his own Nantian Jingshi Buddha Kingdom, holding the dragon pattern black gold tripod in his hand.

The ruthless empress had forged two pieces of imperial soldiers.One is the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, and the other is the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron.

From the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar that was cast using the Empress's own first body as the raw material, what Xia Zhi saw was full of traces of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art.