Yan Yu's eyes were still staring at the place where Shen Qingyi was. As a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, how could he not have felt the spatial fluctuations there when this Holy Son made his move just now.
He was equally powerful as the Holy Son, which was fine, but he absolutely would not allow the existence of the cultivator hiding in the dark who dared not show up.
After all, he particularly didn't like it when he was fighting in front while other monks were hiding behind him and taking advantage.
The hair on Miao Shun's body, who was hunched over beside Shen Qingyi, stood up.
The Buddhist cultivator just glanced at the place where Shen Qingyi was hiding, and his gaze fell on the somewhat blurry Meteorite Flame cultivator again.
"Donor from the Meteorite Realm, you are now united, so I advise you to take care of your own affairs first. Otherwise, I believe there is no need for us to take action..."
The weapon covering the monk swayed, and a gaze like a poisonous snake lingered on the Buddhist monk and Shen Qingyi.
"I don't know when the Buddhist Saint of Pankong Realm, who has always been pure and unselfish, would start to care about these things. Could the person hiding behind you be your Buddhist disciple... or your... old lover?"
"boom!"
The Buddhist beads flew out, making a sound of breaking through the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages and heading straight towards the person in the fog.
I saw a hand stretched out from the depths of the fog. Energy flashed on the arm and it collided with the Buddhist beads, causing a loud explosion.
After the two men exchanged blows, they didn't attack again, but just looked at each other with unfriendly eyes.
The cultivator from the Meteorite Flame Realm snorted coldly, picked up the several blood-footed insect cultivators lying on the ground and left.
The Buddhist cultivator did not stop them. After they had gone far away, he continued to look towards where Shen Qingyi was hiding.
"Come out."
The falling dust crushed the Buddhist beads, and the wind blew up the gauze hat on his head.
Shen Qingyi did not hide this time. She held the talisman in her hand, waiting for the first danger, then she would crush the talisman and run away.
The surrounding formation fluctuated, and with a pop, the formation opened, allowing Luo Chen to see Shen Qingyi.
But when he saw Shen Qingyi's face, Luo Chen's heart couldn't help but jump.
His hand, which was reciting the Buddhist beads, paused.
"Pankong Realm's Shen Qingyi has met the Holy Son of the Demon Subduing Temple."
"Shen...Shen Qingyi?"
Luo Chen was stunned again when he heard the name.
But he soon came to his senses.
"Master Jialan of the Demon Subduing Temple, please sit down... Lay disciple, Luochen."
Luo Chen's words made Shen Qingyi feel a little confused.
How come the Holy Son of the Demon-Subduing Temple is the lay disciple of Master Galan?
Shen Qingyi really didn't know about this matter, and few cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation knew that Luochen was a lay disciple of the Demon Subduing Temple.
Generally, some Buddhist sects, especially masters, do not accept lay disciples.
But is Luochen still the Holy Son of Buddha of the Demon-Suppressing Temple?
Luo Chen naturally saw what Shen Qingyi was confused about and performed a Buddhist salute.
"Amitabha, Master once said that I have an exceptional talent for cultivation. If I become a Buddhist disciple, I will definitely comprehend the Buddhist scriptures. However, I am not destined to have an orthodox connection with Buddhism. Fate cannot be forced, so Master and his uncles have discussed allowing me to become his lay disciple."
He was the first lay disciple of Master Jialan of the Demon-Subduing Temple, but also his only disciple.
Over the years, Luochen has been studying in the temple all year round. Under the influence of his surroundings, he has gradually integrated into the life of Buddhist practice.
Logically speaking, he would not tell these things to outsiders, and it was like this in the past, so there are very few cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation who know about this matter.
But the female cultivator in front of me...
Luochen couldn't help but frown under her gauze hat.
Could it be because she has the strange fire in her body, and he has the lotus of purification in his body?
Or is it because of the Confucian integrity she possesses?
After all, all three belong to the Qi of heaven and earth, and are part of the spirit of heaven and earth.
Or maybe something else...
But after entering this Pankong Exchange Conference, for some reason, as time went by and as Pankong's breakthrough progressed deeper, Luochen felt that he seemed to have forgotten many things.
It shouldn’t be said that I have forgotten, but that many things have become blurred.
He had been having nightmares since he was born. The scenes in his dreams seemed to be not so good, but there were also good ones...
He has been unable to sleep for years and often recalls his dreams, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't remember anything, but some vague memories follow him like a shadow.
After entering, when he first noticed some problems with his memory, he thought it was because he had killed too many people during this period and was in a state of unrest.
But at this moment, Luochen clearly felt that it was not because of that reason.
Although Shen Qingyi was also surprised that Luochen would say this to her, she didn't want to stay here any longer at the moment.
"Thank you for your help today! But I have something urgent to do..."
"Do you want to find the cultivator from the Meteorite Realm and find out the truth?"
Luochen was confused, but there was a voice in his heart calling him to keep the person in front of him.
Perhaps keeping her would answer the mystery that had puzzled him for years.
"The bodies of those Meteorite Flame Realm cultivators have mutated, and the bloodline power in their bodies is interconnected with those blood-colored monsters. Devouring them will rapidly upgrade them, making them even more powerful. Some Meteorite Flame Realm cultivators have begun to harbor evil intentions, but from this journey, it seems that the blood-colored monsters still have the upper hand. They will release a special gas when the Meteorite Flame Realm cultivators are not paying attention. Only Meteorite Flame Realm cultivators with the same origin can sense it. After inhaling that aura, their bodies will gradually become sluggish and their spirits will become decadent. At the mildest, they will become drowsy, and at the worst, they will fall into a long sleep, and then be devoured by the blood-colored monsters while they are asleep."
"However, there are a few who are able to counterattack, or even absorb the energy of those blood-colored monsters. The answer given by the Alchemy Alliance is that the murderous aura of the blood-colored monsters is too strong and tainted with too much filth. Therefore, absorbing too much of it may be harmful to one's own meridians, and may even lead to insanity and regression of cultivation. However, the cultivators of the Meteorite Flame Realm are different. They have mutated and are much more capable of success."
"But when things go wrong, there must be something fishy going on. The cultivators of the Meteorite Flame Realm are now divided into two factions. One faction advocates absorbing and devouring the blood-colored monster, while the other advocates investigating the truth before making a decision. Therefore... the Meteorite Flame cultivators are in great chaos right now. If you go there now and try to gather any useful information, you'll probably end up in danger before you even find anything."
Luo Chen was not lying. The cultivators in the Meteorite Realm were in a state of panic. No matter how the cultivators from the Pankong Realm tried to persuade them, the greedy cultivators had the idea of devouring deeply ingrained in their minds and would not listen to any other voices.
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