"It's Yama." As if he was afraid that others would hear it, the voice in the darkness gently spoke a name.

"It's ridiculous!" Compared to Feng Wuyi, who had no reaction to this name, Master Sanzang felt dizzy and shouted: "What kind of virtue and ability are you so arrogant? Could it be that you really suppressed a true god!"

Yama is the immortal existence of the Mauryan dynasty legend, who controls life and death, and rules the Yemotian.

Although the Mauryan Dynasty had long been destroyed by chaos and the homeland of the Mauryan Dynasty became a Chaos-descending area, Master Sanzang still did not believe in such a bastard.

"Don't be impatient, young practitioner." In the deeper darkness, an old voice suddenly came over. Before he started speaking, Tang Sanzang did not even find his existence.

"Who is it! Sneaky!" Master Sanzang raised his unscrupulous apprentice, and he was like a cat with a hair blown away, and he was full of vigilance. It seemed that there were enemies everywhere in the darkness and danger everywhere.

"It doesn't matter who I am. You have already cultivated into the Vajra Soul, and you must be not far from the realm of immortality." A sudden force in the darkness forced the two monks back to their original position.

The positions of the two people are exactly the same as those of Master Sanzang when he stood up, and they are exactly the same.

"Since you are about to achieve immortality, learn to concentrate and calm your mind and not be frivolous, what it looks like." The voice in the dark seemed a little tired: "Yongye, please explain it, you need a rest for your teacher."

Tang Sanzang felt a powerful force suddenly disappear in the shadows, and the invisible pressure around him was cleared. The monk who had determined his position before spoke again.

"It was not intentionally deceived you," the monk known as Eternal Night explained: "But the name of this evil thing is named in this way. Its origin, birth method, and the monk who sacrificed it for can prove that this name is not groundless."

"The Song Dynasty had not been established at that time, and the Tang Empire was the overlord of the Central Plains. They expanded their territory to the south and fought with the Mauryan Dynasty that expanded to the north." Yongye began to tell the past history, while Feng Wuyi made live broadcasts in the group.

Anyway, with his perception, he was simply blind in the darkness and felt nothing.

"After a fierce war, the Mauryan Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty divided their own spheres of influence. Later, chaos worship began to prevail within the Mauryan Dynasty." Yongye sighed and continued: "Soon, the Mauryan Dynasty became a breeding ground for plague, desire, conspiracy, and abuse."

"At that time, about four million normal people gathered on the border of the Tang Empire under the leadership of the last emperor of the Mauryan Dynasty. They were willing to bow down and submit to the Tang Empire, and the whole clan was slaves and servants." Yongye's voice was filled with a hint of bitterness: "It's just that there are too many spies among them who secretly believe in the evil god of Chaos."

Master Sanzang was silent. He was familiar with the scriptures and knew what had happened in history and roughly knew where the so-called "Yan Mo" came from.

"In that case, no one dares to take in those refugees." Yongye's voice was undetectable: "No one dared to turn on and release people, nor did anyone dare to order murder, but the army of Chaos worshipers was behind him. Once they were given the flesh and soul of these four million people, a sacrifice was held at the border, I am afraid that the Tang Empire would be destroyed."

"But someone still has to take responsibility. Under the forced order of the general who was responsible for defending the border, seven legendary alchemists joined forces to summon the meteorite." Feng Wuyi suddenly found that he seemed to be involved in an amazing history, but the story of Eternal Night was not over yet.

"The fire of karma that fell from the sky burned for three days and three nights, and the last emperor of the Mauryan Dynasty knelt in the flames towards the capital of the Mauryan Dynasty for three days and three nights."

"When the flames went out, the general ordered the soldiers to go out of the border and kill all the survivors."

"The soldiers discovered the Peacock King who was burned into glass and still maintained a kneeling posture."

"That is the original form of 'Yama'."

"I remembered that he was in the last time and still thought about his motherland. Emperor Tang transported the glazed statue back to his country and specially picked up a temple to worship it to comfort his spirit in heaven."

"That was also the original responsibility of Yingchan Temple."

"I don't know if it was because Tang State refused to let go of the checkpoint and watched him be robbed by the genocide, or was polluted by the evil god of chaos. As time passed, the glass statue gradually became dull from the colorful glass color, and later became even darker. As time passed, the glory of the Tang State was no longer glorious. The emperor of the dynasty thought it was an unknown thing and ordered the temple to bury and suppress it."

"Where is Yingchan Temple at that time?" Master Sanzang asked suddenly, which shocked Feng Wuyi, who was addicted to spreading, was shocked.

"The old capital Chang'an." Yongye had no intention of concealing it: "Yes, the ghost rebellion in Chang'an recorded in history is exactly 'Yanmo'."

"Why not suppress this thing in the wilderness?" Tang Sanzang asked.

All temples that suppress evil things are built in deserted wilderness, steep mountains and places that are difficult to reach by ordinary people. Yingchan Temple was built in Chang'an City for worship.

After the change occurs, it will be impossible to explain it if you still stay in the world of the world.

"If you can't move, 'Yanmo' represents four million killed lives, inheriting the last wish of the Mauryan King. He wants his last national to live and work in peace and contentment." Yongye shook his head in the dark: "He hopes that his people can live in the city like the people in the Central Plains."

"The obsession is unclear and cannot be moved away. Even if the body of 'Yanmo' can be moved away, it will still find the nearest city at night." Yongye explained: "Since then, we have changed our name to Yingchan Temple, entangling 'Yanmo' like shadows, suppressing its sorrow."

"So, Wangxiangcheng was originally trying to find a place for 'Yan Mo'?" On the other side, Xu Yichen pointed out the sinister intentions of the Song Empire without hesitation.

"My father once thought so." Li Huamei's mother Li Xuanbai still maintained the image of a gentle lady.

Although Xu Yichen knew that the woman in front of him was someone else's dream lover thirty years ago, and now she is probably nearly sixty years old, he has to admit that this is still very charming.

"But life always has a hope. Such vicious thoughts will make people's hearts become vicious." Li Xuanbai elegantly poured Xu Yichen a cup of tea in the darkness: "So I will not allow anyone to slander the court. Those who violate the order will be killed without mercy!"

"Madam Gao Yi!" Xu Yichen brought tea and drank lightly, his vertical pupils were like ghost fire in the dark.
Chapter completed!