"It's quite amazing!" Xiya looked at the empty wall thoughtfully. "Master, do you think so? Stop hiding, I've seen you a long time ago."

Nine phantoms of old monks who seemed real and illusory walked out of the wall. They were of different races, some were kind-hearted and some looked sad. Behind the figures of virtual and real, there could be a faint sound of Sanskrit singing, which shows that they were all monks with profound cultivation.

Having the Soul God Position, Xiya found them hiding aside and peeking, but she couldn't figure out the enemy and didn't make any statement.

"Goddess who don't know the origin, please restrain your partner. The devil cannot be killed, but can only be suppressed." The leader's old monk said with kindness.

Xiya didn't say anything, and looked at the other party with her eyes as bright as the stars, waiting to listen to the old monk telling a story.

The story is very bloody and cliché. It has been two thousand years since Hespenter was exiled to Earth by his tribe members, so his appearance is obviously different from the current Dimo ​​people. Of course, he did not eat, drink and have fun in the past two thousand years, but was very miserable and was trained by a group of old monks closed the door and trained.

These nine old monks came from different sects and fought against each other due to some doctrine issues on weekdays, but Hespenter, who fell from the sky, delayed their sect dispute.

This is not a monk who eats and drinks in modern society. They exist in an age that is older than Meilin, and each of them has magic power.

Nine fights one, but it can only be considered a little bit of an advantage, and the final result is a very cliché suppression of the demons.

What made Xiya feel ridiculous was that these old monks didn't know what aliens were. They saw that Hespenter looked weird and had a bad temper and had such a violent temper. They always killed people and slaughtered the village. They thought it was a demonic and evil thoughts. After sealing it, they did nothing and recited scriptures to him every day, thinking of resolving the "harm" in his heart...

There must be some exiled by the tribe members or not. The old monks' skills are worse than those of Qingdeng's forced brainwashing, but they can't stand it for a long time!

Even though their bodies reached the end, their souls were still there, and they recited scriptures every day. Over time, Hespenter strangely found that he also had a trace of Buddha nature. A guy who used secret energy and was not necessarily inferior to Mars Hunter at his peak was forcibly transformed into half.

As a phantom user and a leader in the clan, Hespenter subconsciously knew that he could not let Buddhism completely control himself, and he still had some resistance, which made him crazy and confused, and he was immersed in his own world at any time, like a slut.

At the end of the story, Master Hespenter finally achieved success in his cultivation. He relied on his Buddha nature to break the seal. But two thousand years passed, his alien body turned into dust as soon as he came out. He could only use the remaining power of secret energy to wrap the remains of a monk around him, and half-smudge energy and half-corpse survived.

"The devil, us, and this seal have been deeply engraved in the mountain. Once one side is destroyed, the entire mountain will fall." The old monk in charge concluded at last.

Xiya's expression was slightly dark. Even though the old monk had a deep magic power, he only saw the mountain. He didn't know how much impact it would have on the entire Asian continental plate if something happened to the highest peak. It would be a disaster at the level of world destruction.

A radius of thousands or even thousands of miles will be affected. The global climate change is certain. What is accompanied by sea level rise and all coastal cities are affected. The number of deaths at that time is simply incalculable.

"I promise you that I will help you seal this demon again. I am optimistic about your achievements. I will work harder to completely overcome him!" Xiya told the consequences to several heroes, and everyone dared not take the death penalty. No one could bear such serious consequences, let alone this Hespenter is not that harmful to the world.

Superman regretted it a little, and started fighting rashly. Isn’t he too reckless to beat this lunatic?

"Hold him, I'll restart the seal." Thea said in the headset.

After saying that, she apologized a little and began to read the memories of the old monk, and soon found their sealing technique.

Buddhism’s supernatural powers are the best at sealing techniques. There are many wonderful ideas, even at her current height, I can’t see them in my eyes.

She was so domineering and forcing her to read, to be honest, the old monks were very unhappy, but they couldn't resist when they had bodies, not to mention that now there was only soul left, and they fell in front of the soul god again? Fortunately, Xiya is not an evil god, and she is a little over the line in doing things, but there is still a bottom line.

In their sad smiles, Xiya read all the knowledge, at different levels, and no matter how clever the skills of mortals are, they are mortals. She can understand 70% or 80% at one glance, and then she will understand everything after the second glance.

Under the nervous eyes of several old monks, she reached out to shoot out nine light balls, "I won't use your knowledge in vain. Your soul is reinforced by me, which comes with my understanding of sealing techniques and experience in transcending the transformation."

The understanding of the gods is far beyond the limit of the vision of the old monk. Several people are a little excited. They don’t know what green lamps are, but they just feel a little itchy when they see all kinds of incredible techniques of transformation.

It’s a pity that I have no health anymore! Otherwise, I would have gone down the mountain and transformed into 180 people!

The nine old monks sighed together, it was impossible to go down the mountain, and there was only one goal left to transform into a transformation.

Hespenter, who was struggling to deal with the Zhenglian League, felt an inexplicable guilt. He didn't know that it was a subconscious reminder of his future tragic destiny.

"I'll return to my position, I'll seal him."

The eight old monks hurried to their respective positions, leaving only one who looked silently at the dead bones wrapped in Hespenter's phantom.

Xiya patted the ground. Her divine power and Buddhist techniques were not the same system at all, but she could be forced to control it. A faint gray aura entered the ground and passed through the wall to the surroundings. With the loud bang, nine giant stone tablets broke out from the ground, and only one in the middle was stepped on by Hespenter. Xiya sneered and didn't care.

The stone tablet emits a layer of mysterious light against the indoor flames. It is old and the surface of the stone tablet has been severely weathered. Each stone tablet is engraved with dense Sanskrit, and a sense of historical heaviness hits the face.

The sealing procedure originally required a process of hundreds of monks chanting scriptures together, but now she does not have this condition. Where can I find hundreds of monks with magic power in modern society?

Let the nine monks start, as the guide of the entire ceremony, ignore the rest of the process, and then use her method to do it. You monks just need to watch and shout Liu Liu Liu!
Chapter completed!