Yu Chen dared not say that practicing can make perfect things like this, but he is quite experienced. He has seen through the temper of a small family in this world, so he chose to start with the witchcraft method this time.

Taking advantage of the New Year atmosphere, Yuchen is preparing to have a sacrifice. This sacrifice is not only for the New Year prayers in Qiantang County, but also for the renewal of his own identity, so Yuchen named it the renewal festival.

According to the operating rules of the laws and principles of the world, he raised his hand and danced, his steps changed, ascended the sky, entered the earth, covered the yang, covered the yin, stepped on life, jumped to death, and moved around, Yuchen's breath alternated among the six qi of yin and yang in the world, and a breath of renewal of everything surged. His forged "household registration" was also among the six qi, accompanied by blessings, and slowly merged into the torrent of humanitarian flow in Qiantang County.

The humanitarian torrent built by the popularity of the residents of Qiantang County is rolling, and it is the same as the will of this world. Facing the blessings given by Yuchen, he was very hesitant and wanted to reject this outsider, but in the next second, voices sounded in the torrent.

"Thank you, thank you! Doctor Yu, if you hadn't saved my head, my two children and I wouldn't know what to do. Please accept this thing..."

"Dragon Prince! Please bless Dr. Yu for a hundred years. He is a good person!"

"Yuchen, this fool, does so many good things, reduces the money for medicine, and helps pay for it. What's the point? The money is in his own hands. However, it's good to have such a fool..."

"Yushen, please tell me where is my child?"

"Bless the Fish Fairy Queen..."

One by one, the voices turned into chains, and they were connected with Yuchen's forged "household registration" to cover the breath of outsiders. After the humanitarian aura belonging to Qiantang County found that there were not many outsiders in the blessing, the door opened wide and allowed the blessing to fall. Yuchen's "household registration" was also gradually integrated into the torrent.

The pace continued to change, and the dance posture became more ethereal. The breath of the big bluefish was drawn out by Yuchen in every move, which was consistent with the little concept of fish immortals he had obtained.

The big bluefish outside the house felt something. It looked at the direction where Yuchen was. Suddenly it felt that its will was pulled up by a force, skipping over West Lake, leaping through the mountains and forests, and shuttled through the city. Finally, it looked at the thousands of households celebrating the festival below in a high position.

Looking at the children, those people, and those creatures, a sense of protection and attachment arises from the heart. The concept of fish immortals they own is integrated into it, and a divine pattern appears in its heart.

When the magic taught by Yuchen was used, the divine pattern appeared and turned into a branded pattern, which appeared on the eyebrows of the big bluefish. A wisp of divine light was born from it, washing its body, reflecting a lot of light and shadow.

"Drink!" A light sounded, and the aura of Li Laifu, who was punching in the Taoist temple, suddenly gathered, and a wisp of qi and blood was faintly condensed, but he successfully combined the qi with the essence and entered the threshold of martial arts.

His breakthrough led to fluctuations in the number of air, and Xu Xizan's breath changed slightly, but he failed to seize the fleeting opportunity.

‘What a pity!’ This thought flashed through Yuchen’s mind. He was both a pity for Xu Xizan and a pity for himself. When his wrist turned, Li Laifu’s aura was inspired by Yuchen and integrated into the Taoist temple, and further connected with himself. With the guidance of this local child, Yuchen’s "household registration" that had just been integrated into the torrent of humanity suddenly had a hint of history.

‘In another two or three years of precipitation, no matter who is, when I calculate it, the conclusion I came to will be a practitioner who lives near Qiantang County with superb medical skills. In this way, in a few years, I will be considered to be a world that can practice magic normally. However, there are still some loopholes and problems in reality, and I need to make another disguise and mislead later generations…’

With a thought, the snake curse flag flew out, and a curse breath passed by his "household registration", deliberately leaving a flaw. This action also caused some turbulence in the human energy. Then Yuchen quickly restrained his breath and began to prepare a new blessing ritual.

This time, the blessing ceremony was simply to rely on the New Year's blessings of the residents of Qiantang County, and did not involve Yuchen's own breath, so he did not have to borrow from others.

But beyond Yu Chen's expectations, it was not known whether it was because of the influence of the original regeneration ritual or because it was stimulated by Yu Chen's actions just now. His instrument was blessed by the local qi in Qiantang County. The torrent of human aura, the earth's vein qi and spiritual rhyme turned into clear waves and spread around under the control of Yu Chen.

Tianmu Mountain, Tiangai Pure Xuantian. Although this place is called Cave Heaven, it is actually a super-large spiritual realm attached to the earth veins. Although it has a certain degree of independence, the monks living in it cannot truly escape the constraints of the world.

Therefore, when Yu Chen could trigger a wave and skipped over Tianmu Mountain, the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian, who was sitting in the core of the inspiration, opened his eyes and turned to look in the direction where Yu Chen was.

"It's interesting. With the help of human mind, we can motivate blessings, wash away the resentment around us, and renew everything. Such a method has a bit of a divine feeling. Is it an experiment of a fellow practitioner? However, Qiantang is also a place for me to practice. Is it too much if I say hello without saying hello?"

The moment the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian opened his mouth, numerous treasure lights rose from the other heavenly spirits and formed a mu of celebrating clouds in the air. There were a few bright lights in the clouds, deducing the changes in the future.

But at this moment, the aura around Qiantang County was already messed up by Yuchen, and he was willing to avoid it, so the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian was confused and had no idea how to start.

Unlike the Lord of Tiangai Dixuan Tian, ​​another Buddhist master who is also very concerned about Qiantang County also has a sense of emotion.

This man sat upright in a dilapidated mountain temple. He had a handsome face, wearing a white monk's robe, holding a rosary whisk, and a golden Buddha light was suspended behind his head. A stream of thought that was so majestic that it was almost overflowing came out of his body, covering the entire ruined temple. The mind power mixed with the Buddha light and merged into the earth veins, cleaning up the remaining demonic energy inside. Illusory golden lotus rose on the ground, reflecting his entire treasure appearance. Most people may immediately regard it as a Buddha when they see it.

But at this moment, the great master suddenly frowned and opened his eyes. A clear Buddha light lit up in his crystal eyes. He looked towards Qiantang, and the whisk in his hand was dancing, as if sweeping away the dust. The Buddha light behind his head turned, and from time to time, it exploded with treasure flames, just like fire trees and silver flowers, very gorgeous.

After a while, the monk frowned even tighter and said softly: "In the past, my teacher once said that Qiantang County was my disaster, and it may be the place where I attained enlightenment. Good or evil are all in one's mind. I don't expect that Qiantang County has such a change today. I repeatedly calculated using the Buddhist (prevention) method, but I gained nothing, and I don't know whether it is good or bad. Hum?"

As he spoke, the monk noticed a demonic aura gathered towards this place. The demonic aura was still weak at first, like a wisp of blue smoke, but in the blink of an eye, he went up to the sky and down to the river. The profound demonic aura rolled over the sky like a dark cloud, giving people a heavy pressure.

The monk couldn't help but look solemn and said coldly: "What a villain. I saw you practicing hard for thousands of years, but I never hurt anyone. I pity you for your hard work. I let you go a long way to live and dare to come back. I really don't know how to live or die!"

A whisk in his hand flew out, but a golden light flew out, but it was a bowl, with circles of Buddha lights emerging, like a moon wheel hanging in the air, rising slowly, dispelling the demonic energy and illuminating the demon cultivator in the dark clouds.

The demon cultivator was also wearing white clothes, with long hair fluttering, holding a white fairy sword in his hand, and the demonic aura was surging around him, with wisps of thunder flashing, not afraid of Buddha's light or fearless of Buddhism.

The woman looked down at the monk below and said, "Fahai, if you hadn't been using me to practice the Dharma before the New Year, how could you be my opponent? I have been practicing in this mountain of gold for three hundred years. You will drive me away as soon as you come! Why? Today I have to distinguish you from you! Look at the sword!"

After the words fell, the sharp sword in the woman in white took off her hand and turned into a sword light and fell down.

"Good evil!" The monk named Fahai swung the whisk in his hand, and the Buddha's light behind his head turned, layer by layer of crystal clear and transparent golden Buddha's light lit up, turning into a barrier to block his body. After the sword light fell, it made a sound of gold and iron colliding.

Then the whisk was swung again, and a Buddha's light brushed off, falling towards the woman with flames.

The woman's pupils turned into snake's pupils, and the demonic energy turned into a white python and flew out, rolling up heavy water vapor, turning into clouds and smoke, shattering the Buddha's light and extinguishing the flames.

The confrontation between the two caused changes in the surrounding aura and directly suppressed the changes caused by Yuchen. Even the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian who lived in Tianmu Mountain could not help but give up his attention to Qiantang County and turned to the battle of Jinshan.

After realizing the two people fighting, the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian was immediately happy.

"It turns out to be a disciple of Monk Lingyou! I have long heard that in this generation of Buddhists, except for two prides of heaven, one is the monk Daoji of Yangqi, and the other is the monk Fahai of Weiyang Sect. I have seen that monk Daoji once. Although he is crazy, he has a Buddha in his heart and has already walked out of his own path. But Monk Fahai looks very powerful, but the Buddha's light is dazzling, so how can he have the compassion of monks? It's still a little bit worse!'

'However, the Kingsoft Snake Demon has been practicing for thousands of years. He obtained the magic weapon left by my Immortal Predecessor in Qingcheng Mountain 500 years ago, and then occupied the Kingsoft for three hundred years. Eighty years ago, Monk Lingtan wanted to establish the Kingsoft Temple and fought with him more than 30 times, but failed, but he could only be a neighbor with him.'

'After Monk Lingtan left, Jinshan Temple quickly declined. The fundamental reason was that the Jinshan veins were still refined by the snake demon and became her temple. In the Jinshan Mountain, this snake demon was as difficult as our earthly immortals. The monk Fahai could fight with him with great enthusiasm, and his cultivation should not be underestimated!'

‘The two Buddhist geniuses are all coming to the vicinity of Qiantang, and the guy who just prayed for the people of Qiantang. It seems that it will be uneasy here…’

A ray of light appeared in the eyes of the Lord of Tiangai Dixuan Tian, ​​and many thoughts flashed in his heart. Finally, a bluestone lotus was taken out from his sleeve. The spiritual light was dim, but it was three-point mystery.

He casually called a disciple and said, "You can send this thing into more than half a step. I will take you within half a year, and everyone will know that this thing has been born."

When the disciple saw Lianhua, his expression changed slightly. After taking it respectfully, he retreated.

A Taoist boy standing behind the Lord of Tiangai Dixuan Tian opened his mouth, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"What do you seem to have to say? Let me listen?"

The Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian spoke softly, and the child's expression changed slightly, but in the moment when the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian looked, he suddenly felt an impulse in his heart and couldn't help but say: "Master, that guy was originally from Tianzhu Mountain. He stayed in our cave heaven and just wanted to find the lotus flowers of their blessed land and re-establish the Taoist throne. Why did you give him the things?"

After hearing this, the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian did not make a judgment, but said in a very indifferent tone: "You are from the Wang family!"

"yes!"

"The ancestral land of your Wang family has been spiritualized for many years, but it has not been promoted to a blessed land. Apart from the place where it is located, the slight lack of earth veins and earth energy, a very important reason is that it lacks a treasure that can suppress earth veins and earth energy. So, you have wanted that lotus for a long time, but I want to tell you."

The words of the Lord of Tiangai Dixuan Tian made the Taoist boy behind him sweat all over his body. He was about to beg for mercy, but his ancestor said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that the lotus is affected by the mountain energy of Tianzhu. Outside Tianzhu Mountain, it will have five or six effects, and it is impossible to support a blessed land. If you return to the mountain veins of Tianzhu Mountain..."

"I was not afraid of the Tianzhu Mountain lineage at that time. At this moment, I took half of the dead, the broken earth lineage. What should I fight with me?"

After saying that, the Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian smiled and said, "So, let me tell your ancestor that I allow him to rob. As long as he can kill all the remnants of the Tianzhu Mountain lineage, I will allow him to establish my lower yard on Tianzhu Mountain, open a blessed land, and enjoy a thousand years of life."

"Thank you, Master!" The Taoist boy, who was so scared that he almost fainted, immediately knelt down and kept kowtowing to the Lord of Tiangai Dixuantian.

The Lord of Tiangai Di Xuantian didn't care about this. He turned his gaze to the direction of West Lake, and seemed to have discovered something, and smiled and said, "He actually took action from a distance, but he is a compassionate man!"

Yuchen was praised by the Lord of Tiangai Dixuan Tian, ​​but he did not have much compassion. He was almost blown up now. The scope of prayer he arranged for the rituals and prayers was originally near Qiantang County, but it was affected by humanitarian torrents and spread throughout the territory.

When the battle between Kingsoft began, some people around were frightened. Their despair conflicted with the power of Yuchen. Yuchen, who was unbearable, helped to sort out the surrounding aura, but after he sorted out the problems.

The continuous combination of prayers and rituals attempts to suppress the battle near Kingsoft.

To be honest, if Yu Chen is more cruel, no matter whether the instrument is able to cast spells normally, this change will not be a big problem. But Yu Chen is unbearable after all, and can only control the power of the instrument when he cannot use his magic power. During this period, he must carefully suppress his magic power and not be pulled by these qi. It is really exhausting.

'You two are waiting for me!' Yuchen controlled the instrument and remotely sorted out the qi around Jinshan, while sensing it from afar. He remembered the aura of the two fighting men, and thought fiercely in his heart: 'When I get the 'authority' of casting spells, I will not ask you to repay them one by one.'

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