"Huh? It's this guy...but there seems to be something big about his body!"

The clear smoke floated and dissipated again, and finally appeared in the illusion of the space and became the image of an old man.

"His body... why can't I feel the vitality of life, but the infinite dead energy?"

Old Man Lan was puzzled, and now he stretched out his hands slightly and shot a divine light into Liu Yang's body. The divine light circled inside his body, as if to expel the endless dead aura.

However, as the Kunlun Mirror, although his magical powers are particularly powerful, he still cannot reverse the universe. The divine light on its body can drive away the tangible dead energy, but it cannot drive away the dead energy inside the body.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Old Man Lan also showed a hint of silence about this, but he didn't think about it badly. He thought that the failure just now was just that he had not released all his strength.

Kunlun Mirror is an ancient magic weapon with great power, but it is just a magic weapon after all, and whether a magic weapon is powerful depends on the person who uses the magic weapon, not the magic weapon itself.

For example, a tiny grass seems extremely weak, but in the hands of the strong it can be transformed into a magic weapon with extremely powerful power.

And a magical artifact that can reach the sky, without the blessing of the strong, is always just a dead object and cannot reveal its original magical powers.

Therefore, even though Old Man Lan thought he could not expel the dead energy, it had no choice.

Half an hour later, after a "low moan", Liu Yang slowly woke up. At this moment, he felt that his body had begun to become more and more tired, his hands and feet were cold, and his youthful vitality had gradually disappeared, and endless aging and death energy permeated him.

"Are you awake?" The old man blue chuckled. Its gray and slightly white look drifting with the wind. When the threads collided, there could even be a sound like a collision between musical instruments. Perhaps it was originally derived from the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of desire and desire, so his body also had an extremely ethereal temperament, which made people feel worshipped.

Looking at the old man's face, Liu Yang was also happy. He stood up staggeringly, bowed forward, and honestly flattered: "Congratulations to Senior Kunlun for his recovery. There is a strong man in my land of China, and the devil's invasion will also be more difficult for him to invade again."

"You look down on me..." Upon hearing this, the old man Lan smiled bitterly and said, "The reason why I was able to fight against those five demon gods back then was entirely because I still had the great holy demon power of that year. If I hadn't been these demon powers, I'm afraid I would have been completely demonized."

"However, I'm very curious, why does the demonic power of the Great Saint in your body?" Old Man Lan suddenly asked the question he wanted to know the most.

Liu Yang frowned slightly, and finally told Lao Zhu Lan everything he had done without reservation. After all, as the mind evolved from Kunlun Mirror, Liu Yang still believes that the other party will not harm your self because of this.

"You mean you have two Buddha relics left by the Great Saint who escaped into Buddhism?" Old Man Lan was surprised.

Liu Yang nodded.

"Is the legend true at the beginning?" Old Man Lan showed an extremely puzzled look, stretched out his hand and dragged his chin, and made a thoughtful expression.

Looking at this scene, Liu Yang's heart suddenly jumped and he asked with a strange look on his face: "Senior, what kind of legend is it?"

Old Man Lan glanced at Liu Yang and felt that the young man didn't look like a bad person. He explained: "The great saint unfortunately died and he didn't even leave his corpse, but I don't know when it started, but he left a legend in the cultivation world."

"That is, if someone can collect all the eight Buddha relics of the Demon Saint, he can obtain the boundless demonic power, and his cultivation will reach an unimaginable level in a very short time."

Speaking of this, Old Man Lan also looked regretful: "After I heard this legend, I wanted to try it, no matter whether it was true or false, but hundreds of years have passed, and I have traveled all over the country but there are no traces of any Buddhist relics."

Liu Yang nodded with a very calm expression. For some reason, he did not feel any joy when he heard this news, but for a dying person, these may not be very important.

Now that I think about it carefully, only when a person reaches the end of his life will realize that everything is empty. Only ordinary is the truth, and ordinary is the true happiness.

Looking at Liu Yang's calm expression, Old Man Lan also looked surprised. It was a spirit evolved from the Kunlun Mirror, and he could naturally see all the false and filth.

He could see that the boy in front of him really had no intention of greed, but was extremely indifferent and calm. After living for endless years, he didn't know why, after knowing this kind of thing, this boy still showed such a look.

Could it be that he is really the kind of "corrupt scholar" scholar, or the kind of "Buddhist" youth?

By the way, the old man Lan suddenly remembered something and asked softly: "When you were in a coma just now, I checked your body and found that your body was filled with endless dead energy, and the breath of life was extremely weak. What's going on?"

"Oh..." When talking about this, Liu Yang felt dim, but when he thought of a dying person, there was nothing to hide, so he told the old man Lan about what was born to him.

When the old man Lan heard Liu Yang's greed... the demon god was sealed by the immortal formation. His current life span was less than one year. He was shocked at the moment, and immediately there was an endless sense of solemnity.

Seeing the expression of the old man Lan, Liu Yang did not feel any disappointment. Maybe he would leave a glimmer of hope on the old man just now, but after all, he still did not have the mentality of having a miracle.

After all, even the ancient gods, no matter how powerful their magical powers are, they cannot retain a dead person's life. How long they have lived may be God's decision, and no matter how much demonic power is, it is useless.

"Your life's power is gone. If there were no accidents, your mortal body would have been gray early on, but now you are just empty inside your body, and your appearance is still no different from a boy."

The old man Lan gently stroked his head with his right hand, showing a thoughtful expression. It seemed that as an old antique, he was still extremely surprised by Liu Yang's situation after seeing too many strange things.
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