Fang Chen took the three demons back to Kyoto, and Huang Sihai and others did handle the matters of Wanshi Cemetery very well.

In just half a month, tens of thousands of corpses were claimed.

When he learned that Fang Chen was going to travel far again and brought the three demons, Xu Ge and Lao Huang were envious.

After Fang Chen and the others left, Zhao Yan said goodbye to Lao Huang and others and decided to stay in the south.

Fang Chen's destination this time is still a big deal.

He wanted to see if Xia Ji was still there, and by the way, he went to Yuxu Mountain, Yuncang Kingdom through the big knot, and took the three demons to the Baihu Zhenren.

One month later.

One man and three demons came to Dakan. Looking at the prosperous imperial capital in front of him, the three demons were secretly shocked.

Although they had been aware of the world along the way, they even realized that there was a country dominated by demon cultivation when they passed by the Qinghu Kingdom.

But compared with the Dagan Emperor Capital in front of us, the Qinghu Kingdom is much inferior, let alone the Daxia in the past.

The three of them, Sheng Buddha, Hushan Jun, Qing Xuan, still attracted some attention, but fortunately, there were many demon cultivators here, and everyone just looked at them casually.

When you don’t know the opponent’s trump card, keep staring at others and looking at them is releasing a kind of hostility.

Monks care more about this.

Xuankong Mountain is the same as before, no difference. Fang Chen brought the three demons to Xuankong Temple, but found that there were more monks here.

"Is the donor coming to incense?"

A monk saw the three demons, his eyes fell on Fang Chen, and he stepped forward and clasped his hands together.

"Where are people who lived here before?"

Fang Chen could not sense the aura of Xia Ji and Wu Ruochou, and when he was at the foot of the mountain, he found that Xuankong Temple was different from the past.

The dilapidated Xuankong Temple seems to have been rebuilt, and a group of Buddhist practitioners have settled in. The cultivation level of these Buddhist practitioners is not low, and several of them are foundation-building.

"Donor, since that incident happened more than ten years ago, there has been no one in Xuankong Temple. We are from Yuncang Chenxiang Temple."

The monk said softly.

"Is it the Agarwood Temple where Venerable Nagarjuna is located?"

Fang Chen's expression moved.

"The donor also knows about Venerable Nagarjuna?"

The monk couldn't help but look at Fang Chen a few more times.

Fang Chen smiled, said goodbye to the monk, and took the three demons down the mountain.

If nothing unexpected happens, this group of monks may be related to the Spirit-Slaying Secret. After that incident, the Spirit-Slaying Secret obviously paid more attention to the Dagan side and sent some monks to guard.

This can also explain why these monks dared to live here. After all, the "female devil" was not simple at the beginning.

After going down the mountain, Fang Chen took the three demons to the inner city. Since he couldn't see Xia Ji, it would be nice to meet Fang Tingjian, Fang Wanli and others.

"It's time to say that, then the Fang sword cultivator killed all the blood spirit elixirs like cutting vegetables!"

"Even that Yuanying can't stand his sword! If this man hadn't taken the initiative, where would there be a place for peace in this big fight now?"

"I'm going to tell you, I have something to do with that person, so every sentence I'm saying today is true and there is no false statement."

Near the city gate, a middle-aged man was talking, as if he was telling a book.

There were many monks standing around listening with relish, and some people couldn't help asking questions:

"What is your relationship with that?"

"What's my relationship with that person?"

The middle-aged man sneered: "I met that person as soon as he came to Dakan!"

Then he patted his feet: "These two legs were broken by that one!"

Fang Chen stood still in the distance, and after a closer look at the middle-aged man, he was slightly stunned.

Lin Yu?

This guy has only been twelve years, so why has he grown so much? When he took a look, he found that Lin Yu had no spiritual power in his body, his immortal veins were broken, and his cultivation was obviously ruined.

"Your Excellency is serious? These two legs have really been broken by that one? Could it be that you and that one have fought side by side?"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Yu showed a proud look on his face: "I'm wrong, it's not that I fought side by side, it was because of that bitch Jue Wudi who offended that person, so I was broken by my legs."

Everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely strange. Why did they still feel a little proud when they said this?

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Lin Yu continued, "Let me tell you that invincible. By the way, this person is hypocritical. He deceived a large group of people in Kyoto. Later it was revealed that he was also a monk of the Blood Spirit Sect! He was behind the scenes of men and women prostitutes! He was really shameless!"

"Later, Jue's retribution was also received. From the three pillars of his life, he has now fallen to having to live in the Eighteenth House. Hahaha, it's really a cycle of heaven and the retribution is unhappy!"

Lin Yu's eyes were filled with anger.

Then he looked at everyone: "If you want to know the grievances at that time, you might as well invite me to drink a glass of water and wine so that I can tell you carefully."

"cut!"

Many monks sneered and turned around and left, obviously treating Lin Yu as a liar.

The three of Sheng Buddhas were stunned when they heard this. There is still someone in the world who can cut the golden elixir as a dish!?

Is this too awesome?

At this moment, a cold snorted: "Lin Yu, you villain are slandering me, Jue Shi?"

A young man came over with a group of people, pushed the monks around him and cleared out a clearing of the open space. The young man in charge grabbed Lin Yu's collar with a cold look:

"Say, are you tired of living?"

"I'm just tired of living? How about it? You Jueshi want to kill me to silence me?"

Lin Yu was not panicked at all, and sneered slowly: "My Lin family was harmed by your Jueshi and she looks like this now. Even my cultivation level was deprived of your Jueshi. Why? I dare not be more ruthless and send me to Huangquan to see my brainless father!?"

Speaking of this, Lin Yu's voice became more and more angry: "If Jue Wudi had encouraged him to trouble Fang Chen, how could his whereabouts remain unknown?

If my Lin family had foundation building, how could it be so destined to be like this! You Jue Shi really deserved to die!"

"This storyteller... my father is a foundation-building monk!?"

The faces of the Qi-refining monks around him showed shock. The foundation-building monks were not weak.

In the Dagan imperial capital, he is also a strong man with some status!

What exactly did you experience? Will the descendants of foundation-building become like this, and even have to rely on a mouth to ask for wine?

"Fang Chen? How do you have the same name and surname as your master?"

The three demons of Victory Buddha were a little surprised.

"Damn something!"

A killing intent flashed in the young man's eyes, but he restrained him and slapped Lin Yu for more than a dozen times, causing blood to leak from his seven orifices.

After the fight, the young man glanced around and said lightly: "He is talking nonsense, don't listen to him."

After saying that, he was about to leave, and suddenly saw Hushan Jun not far away, his eyes lit up.

"Whose spirit beast belongs to? Can it be sold?"

Spiritual beast?

I?
Chapter completed!