Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Ahhhhh..."

The little monk screamed crazily, and his beautiful appearance no longer existed, and his nose and face became bruised and swollen.

It's too awful.

With his little cultivation, he couldn't withstand Han Yang's magical power like teleportation.

His face was almost distorted by the strong wind.

When Han Yang stopped to rest, the young monk looked resentful and muttered without knowing what he was talking about.

Seeing Han Yang looking at him, he asked with a sad face: "Master, are you really my master? You are too cruel to me..."

Han Yang smiled half-heartedly and hit the back of the little monk's head again.

Not to mention, the slippery little head feels pretty good.

The little monk groaned, covered his head and squatted on the ground, silent.

Han Yang was actually sensing the bodies of the natives of Shenxu as he ran all the way.

After this period of exploration, he vaguely discovered that the natives of Shenxu were not human beings, and even their flesh and blood bodies were just an illusion similar to an illusion.

The natives of Shenxu are a kind of existence between ghosts and living beings.

In other words, the natives of Shenxu are not living people, but creatures like the first layer of skeletons.

However, these Shenxu natives were given a life-like illusion by someone using great supernatural powers.

indeed……

Since it is a place where gods are buried, how can there be any living people there?

Even if there are living people, they will lose their lives under the long-term corrosion of the god's corpse energy.

"Even the natives of Shenxu don't know the truth and mistakenly think that they are human beings? What does that mysterious existence want to do?"

Han Yang kept thinking.

On the first floor, because of a drop of Buddha's blood on the Buddha-killing knife, that floor became the realm of the Evil Buddha, with followers of the Evil Buddha everywhere.

The second and third floors contain the skeletons and relics of those who died in battle, transformed into undead-like existences.

This fourth floor, compared to the first three floors which were disorderly, obviously had some kind of plan.

It's just that I couldn't see through it for a while.

"Let's go on our way."

Han Yang stopped thinking and picked up the young monk's neck again.

As long as you find the national master, you can ask some secrets about the fourth level.

"Ah... Master, help me... ah ah..."

The young monk was just halfway through shouting when he was blown by the strong wind, leaving only his screams.

The vast and boundless land becomes within easy reach under the magic step.

After only three rests, the two of them appeared in front of the capital of the Yuan and Song dynasties.

"Wow……"

The young monk had been attracted by the majesty of the capital and had long forgotten the pain and suffering along the way.

"Master! Is this the capital? It's so spectacular and magical!"

His eyes were wide with awe and curiosity.

Han Yang's brows frowned slightly.

The architectural style of the capital in front of you is completely different from that of Tianwu Continent and even Qingtian Realm. It is clearly the unique architectural style of the God Realm.

It seems that my previous judgment was correct.

The Divine Ruins is indeed an extension of the God Realm, but for some unknown reason, it fell to the world below.

God's ruins.

God list.

Divine text.

They are all inextricably linked to the divine world.

Han Yang was reborn in the ninth life. In the first eight lives, he did not find these subtle clues until this life.

Did these mysterious forces just start taking action in the ninth life, or did someone deliberately set restrictions so that they could not come into contact with similar existences in the previous eight lives?

If it's the former, that's better.

If it is the latter, it means that there is an extremely powerful and terrifying force that even affects one's own reincarnation, which is... terrible.

The young monk reached out and tugged at the corner of Han Yang's clothes, and asked crisply: "Master, do you know the National Preceptor? How can we find the National Preceptor?"

"do not know."

Han Yang said calmly.

The young monk looked confused: "Don't know me? Then how do you come to the capital to meet the Imperial Preceptor... The Imperial Preceptor is a big shot and will not see you or me easily..."

Han Yang smiled faintly: "Believe me, he will definitely come to me..."

Having said this, Han Yang groped the little monk's bald head vigorously and moved it forward.

"Go! You are free..."

The little monk stood there blankly.

When "Master" touched his head just now, a memory was transferred to his mind, which seemed to be... some kind of skill.

When he finally digested that memory and opened his eyes again, the master in front of him was gone.

"Master..."

The little monk wanted to cry but had no tears.

Now that he is penniless, how can he get home?

My master is really a scammer...

Just when the little monk was full of resentment, a very familiar voice sounded over the capitals of the Yuan and Song Dynasties.

"The poor monk Bajie is here to visit. Imperial Master of the Yuan and Song Dynasties, please come out and see me!"

The little monk opened his mouth wide with disbelief on his face.

It turns out that the way for "Master" to meet the Imperial Master is to... call someone directly on the street?

…

Yuan and Song dynasties, inside the palace.

The emperor is summoning his ministers.

All the civil and military officials looked worried and full of uneasiness.

Not long ago, news came from the Haotian Temple that a monster monk appeared in the Yuan and Song Dynasties, which made Haotian furious and ordered them to find the monster monk within three days.

This is undoubtedly bad news for civil and military officials.

In the Haotian world, devotion to Haotian comes first.

If there were demon monks who disobeyed Haotian in the Yuan and Song Dynasties, the entire country would be implicated.

On the throne, the Emperor of the Yuan and Song Dynasties sighed: "What a disaster! Four years ago, a stranger from the outside almost broke this world and destroyed our Yuan and Song Dynasties! I never thought that in just a few years, there would be another one. The demon monk was born in our country..."

All the civil and military officials also looked downcast and full of frustration.

At this moment, the great monk standing at the head clasped his hands and said: "In my opinion, this demon monk is not from the Yuan and Song Dynasties!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked over.

Even the Haotian Temple said that demon monks came out of the Yuan and Song Dynasties, but the Imperial Master actually said that they did not come from the Yuan and Song Dynasties?

The status of the great monk is revered, only below that of the priests of various temples.

Even the emperor must be courteous.

Hearing what the Imperial Preceptor said, the emperor couldn't help but feel happy and asked anxiously: "Then according to what the Imperial Preceptor said, where did the demon monk come from?"

Savage!

Djinn!

Raging flames!

Anyway, as long as it’s not the Yuan and Song dynasties!

The imperial master clasped his hands together and said: "The poor monk suspects that the demon monk is probably an external evil spirit who has come to the Haotian world again..."

The emperor's eyes lit up and he thought this was a good idea.

Everyone knows that the evil spirits from the outside almost penetrated the Haotian Realm.

If the demon monk is pushed to the outside world, it will have nothing to do with the Yuan and Song dynasties.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being a national master. This is a great thing to say! Yes, the demon monk must be the reincarnation of an external evil spirit!"

The emperor was in a good mood and immediately issued an order: "Let the secret guards investigate immediately to find this outside evil spirit named Bajie!"

The demon monk is no longer a demon monk, but an external evil spirit.

What the emperors and ministers of the Yuan and Song dynasties didn't know was that the preceptor's words of evasion were actually wrong.

Han Yang is indeed from the outside world.

After the emperor issued the imperial edict, the officials below immediately began to get busy.

At this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly spread in the void.

"The poor monk Bajie is here to visit. Imperial Master of the Yuan and Song Dynasties, please come out and see me!"