The destination is Zaohua, and the entrances are one in the tree hole downstairs and the other in the backyard of Li Yi’s hometown.
Li Yi was playing with his mobile phone and waving his hand to indicate that he understood.
They are all powerful cultivators, and the old tree spirit is even more formless. They all understand the truth, and each has their own ideas and pride.
If the old tree spirit can't persuade Li Yi, he won't force him to do so, and vice versa, Li Yi won't force the old tree spirit to really lie down.
The old tree spirit left and sat in front of the banyan tree downstairs, thinking more and more that something was wrong.
Originally he was the one lying flat, but why did it feel like Li Changsheng in this life was lying even flatter than him?
"Why."
"Why are you sighing, senior?"
A voice was heard, and a man in a suit and tie, dressed like a successful man in society, came over, bowed deeply, and bowed.
"Junior Mo Luo, greetings to the senior."
Recently, a Wuxiang came to the community. Mo Luo wanted to visit him for a long time, but he couldn't find a reason. During this period, there were also monks from the immortal sect who visited the old tree, but they basically ignored him.
In such a comparison, Mo Luo suddenly felt that Li Changsheng was too approachable. He could chat with anyone and even took a bath in the same pool with him.
He felt a little proud when he told others about it.
The old tree spirit glanced at Moro without interest. Just as he was about to raise his hand to wave him away, he suddenly noticed Moro's breath and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Asked: "Are you practicing the inner demon path?"
Mo Luo was delighted and quickly replied: "To reply to your question, Senior, I am indeed practicing the Heart Demon Path."
The Saint King's cultivation and his methods of controlling the inner demon can indeed be said to have reached the pinnacle.
The old tree spirit asked, "How is your practice going now?"
"I haven't made any progress in many years." Mara answered truthfully.
His cultivation had been stagnant for a long time, and sometimes he despaired and thought that the path of inner demons had come to an end, and that this was a narrow and short road.
"The way of the inner demon is attached to the soul. Perhaps you can change and develop towards the soul. I have a technique that is suitable for you."
As he spoke, the old tree spirit produced a piece of bark with golden Taoist patterns engraved on it, and a faint Buddhist nature emanated from it.
"This is the ancient Buddha's dharma, the Prajnaparamita Sutra, which is said to have been created by the Buddha's head."
"hiss!"
Mara subconsciously reached out his hand, and the old tree spirit did not refuse the "Prajna Sutra", allowing the other party to put one hand on it, and he could take it away with just a little effort.
He changed the subject and said, "Everything in the world has cause and effect. If you want to, you need to go to the Western Regions."
The confusion in Mo Luo's eyes suddenly cleared up a lot, and he quickly let go of his hand, took two steps back and asked: "Senior, can you tell me first?"
"nature."
The old tree spirit told the other party about the struggle between the Western Regions and Wuxiang. He always told others that it was a voluntary act and he was not so poor that he needed to harm a little saint king.
"Do you understand this? I need you to use your inner demon to disrupt the incense collection of the Western Region Wuxiang. I will give you three leaves to save your life."
To disturb a formless person?
Moro's scalp suddenly went numb. How could he dare to get involved in the fight between the Wuxiang?
"Senior, I know that I am as ephemeral as a gnat in the universe. I dare not interfere, I dare not interfere..."
"What a pity." The old tree spirit put away the "Prajna Sutra". Mara's eyes were about to pop out of his head, but he still suppressed his greed.
"Li Changsheng is unwilling to take action in advance, and it is even more impossible for me to take risks alone."
Moro, who was about to say goodbye, suddenly raised his head. The three words "Li Changsheng" fell into his ears, completely overwhelmed the last bit of rationality in his heart.
There were only three words left in my mind: time to eat.
Xi, who still has security protection, may still be in great danger of his life, but the benefits are enough for him to take the risk.
Because of Li Changsheng.
His voice was trembling, whether it was due to excitement or some other emotion, "Senior, the person upstairs is planning to deal with the Great Sage of the Western Region with you."
"nature."
The old tree spirit nodded, and suddenly saw that Moro, who had been resistant just now, suddenly stood up straight, his expression became solemn and righteous.
"The Western Regions are lawless, and the saints are unkind! I am willing to serve as your two vanguards!"
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