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    [322] One thought three thousand

    "From today onwards, this deity will establish Longmen. You thirteen members are the first batch of members of Longmen, and your duty is to guard Kyushu forever and protect Huaguo."

    "Yes." The thirteen people responded loudly.

    "Remember, I asked you to protect Huaguo, not to protect a certain royal family or family, but to protect this land and the people on it."

    "Never disappoint Master Jiu." The thirteen said solemnly.

    "Mmmm, very good."

    Looking at the thirteen big men, Ye Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

    These days people have extremely powerful talents, even if he leaves here in the future, they and their descendants can still shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the land and people of China.

    At this moment, a golden glow pierced through layers of clouds and shone on Ye Xuan's body.

    "Is this the power of merit?"

    Ye Xuan was slightly moved. Back then when N¨¹wa created humans, Heaven was grateful for her great merit, and bestowed the power of merit to help Nvwa become a saint in one fell swoop.

    Now, he has created another group of heavenly beings to guard Huaguo. Although in terms of merit, he is far inferior to Nuwa, he can use the power of merit to break through his own seal.

    At the moment, Ye Xuan directly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, absorbing this trace of meritorious power full of the origin of heaven and earth.

    Every breath he took was like a giant dragon exhaling, long and far-reaching. As he exhaled and inhaled, a cyclone even formed in midair, and the condensed golden light poured into his body like a funnel.

    "Phew, two seals were broken in a row."

    Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, at this moment the seal in his body has been broken eight times.

    His body glowed with platinum light slightly, crystal clear, like a crystal, through which he could see the jade-like bones and the endless blood flowing like amalgam.

    And his body has already exceeded two meters, and his whole body is like a hill.

    "Open your eyes, I am me, close your eyes, I am the world. This is a thought of three thousand, ever-changing!"

    Having broken through the eighth seal, Ye Xuan realized his first supernatural power: three thousand thoughts per thought.

    This is an illusion technique.

    Back then, he taught Wukong Disha seventy-two changes, and Wu Neng Tiangang thirty-six changes.

    Those two kinds of changes are quick-acting methods, they have only a shape, but they can't possess their spirit. What he comprehends is three thousand thoughts per thought.

    The so-called three thousand in one thought does not mean that one thought can have three thousand changes, but that the three thousand ways of the great way are all within one thought of him, which means that he can transform into the form and charm of any creature within the three thousand ways of the great way with one thought.

    At that time, he spent tens of thousands of years in order to practice three thousand thoughts per thought, observing their shapes and charms one by one, and only then did he create this supernatural power, which is known as the strongest illusion technique in the world.

    However, at this moment, Ye Xuan has only broken through the eight seals, and the creatures that can be transformed are still relatively limited

    In the afternoon, Ye Xuan called Yun Feiyang over. After Zang Shen's incident, he found that his power in Yunzhou was too weak to completely control the three states of Yunchuan.

    Although the Yun Family, Tianlong Temple, Dali Duan Family, and Nanzhao Zhao Wuji were loyal enough to him, due to the limitations of their own strength, they were not enough to deter the three states of Yunchuan.

    "Mr. Ye, are you looking for me?" Yun Feiyang flattered with respect.

    Since Mr. Ye thoroughly cleaned out the middle and lower classes in Yunzhou and wiped out the Zangshen family, the forces in Dachuan Prefecture and Dayang Prefecture have all moved closer.

    Their Yun family has become the most in the three states, and it really has a lot of scenery.

    Naturally, Ye Xuan is also grateful and respected in every way.

    "I'm very busy, you will be my agent from today on."

    Ye Xuan uttered a word lightly, but Yun Feiyang was ecstatic, and quickly knelt down on the ground, swearing allegiance:

    "I would like to obey Mr. Ye's orders for the rest of my life. If I violate this oath, I will be struck by thunder."

    He kowtowed heavily, he knew that his fortune had come, seized this opportunity, followed Mr. Ye, and his future self would surely land in Kyushu, above ten thousand people.

    "Get up."

    Ye Xuan's expression was calm, and with a wave of his hand, two things floated in front of Yun Feiyang.

    "Here is a pill of Huawu, and a book of "Longevity Dao Jue". Take Huawu Dan and practice according to the method of "Longevity Dao Jue". Within a week, you can become a martial artist. "Longevity Dao Jue" has reached  Ultimately, life extension of three to five hundred years is not a problem."

    the"Mr. Xie Ye." Yun Feiyang's eyes were full of piety, as if he was facing a god or Buddha.

    "Longmen will help you deal with anything, so go down."

    After finishing speaking, Ye Xuan closed his eyes, Yun Feiyang saluted quietly, and retreated. From his chaotic steps, it can be seen how excited he was.

    The reason why Ye Xuan chose Yun Feiyang was because of his loyalty

    The rolling waves above the North Sea were glowing with a cold light.

    There is an island that sits there alone.

    But it is the existence of the disgraceful existence in the martial arts-Sacred Fire Island.

    There is a cave on the island. There is a man sitting cross-legged in the cave. He looks about forty, but he gives people a very old feeling. This kind of oldness is not related to age, but to the aura exuded by him.  inner.

    He closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if blending into his surroundings.

    If you look carefully, the rock walls around the cave are full of small figures without clothes, sitting, standing, or standing in various postures, and there are various exercise routes on the bodies of the small figures, which seems to be a kind of  Advanced martial arts.

    This cave is the forbidden area of ??the entire Holy Fire Island.

    Suddenly, a voice of singing came from outside the cave:

    "Burn my remnant body, blazing holy fire. What joy is there in life, and what is the pain in death? Doing good and eradicating evil is only for the light. Joy and sorrow, all return to dust. Pity me, the world, there are so many sorrows! Pity me, the world, there are so many sorrows!  "

    The singing sounded three times in a row before stopping, and then a hoarse but bloodthirsty voice sounded:

    "Green Winged Bat King Wei Qingfeng asked to see the sect master."

    In the cave, the man slowly opened his eyes, and with a bang, he appeared in front of Wei Qingfeng.

    The man in the black bat robe quickly knelt down on the ground: "I have seen the door master."

    "There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and it has been ten years."

    The man groaned, his expression was stern, and when his eyes fell on Wei Qingfeng, he softened a little: "Tell me, what happened?"

    Before retreating, he had ordered that if there was no serious matter, he should not be disturbed.

    "Master of the sect, Guangming Zuo sent his old man to be beheaded on the top of Mount Everest, and all the brothers in the sect are grieving."

    When Wei Qingfeng bowed to the ground, his forehead hit the ground heavily.

    "Xiaoyaois he dead?"

    The man stood there with a face as heavy as iron. Except for a slight hesitation, he didn't have the slightest emotion.

    Lang Xiaoyao is the leftist envoy of light in his sect, he is only inferior to him in terms of status, talent and learning, but not inferior to him in terms of obsession with martial arts, but he is not surprised at all when he died.

    People who die by drowning are usually people who can swim.

    It is also a martial artist who dies in a martial arts competition.

    In the rivers and lakes, the murderers are killed indiscriminately.

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