You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Master, you are so powerful. When you said those words, those people didn't even dare to fart."

Ye Yun looked at Xiaoyao with twinkling eyes and said with admiration on his face.

Xiaoyao just smiled and said nothing.

"Master, who was that woman just now? Is she your old sweetheart?"

Ye Yun asked in front of Xiaoyao. When she was absorbing the cloud liquid just now, she saw her master chatting with a very good-looking beautiful sister.

This immediately aroused her desire for gossip.

"Don't be such a gossip. Now I will teach you how to refine the cloud liquid in your body. Although the cloud liquid is not of high grade, it is the most suitable treasure medicine for people like you who have not practiced."

Xiaoyao knocked Ye Yun on the head, and at the same time lamented that when his body rose earlier, it was so miserable that Yunye had never heard of it.

Xiaoyao then transferred his body into Ye Yun's body and helped Ye Yun refine the cloud liquid. After the meridians were strengthened, he began to teach Ye Yun how to practice.

Awakening the spiritual roots at the age of eighteen and then getting involved in cultivation. These are just superficial messages released by the sects, just to better scare the mortals.

But this is also based on evidence. The meridians are fully grown at the age of eighteen, which is indeed the best age for cultivation.

But which one of the true pride of heaven didn’t start practicing before the age of eighteen? One step first, one step at a time, that’s how it comes about.

At this moment, Red Tiger suddenly stopped in mid-air, waving its wings, but its body stopped quietly in mid-air.

Xiaoyao, who noticed the movement, frowned and looked up ahead.

I saw a bald head standing in mid-air in front of me. This bald head had his hands clasped together and a smile on his face. His whole body was exuding a holy golden light, and the top of his head was so bright that it could reflect light.

"Donor, I am a poor monk who has made a pilgrimage to Wujing. The front of me is the important place of our Buddhist sect, so this road is not accessible. I hope the benefactor will change his route. I am extremely sorry."

Wu Jing saluted Xiaoyao, his tone full of respect.

Xiaoyao slowly stood up, his eyes were shrouded in a golden light, and the next moment, the distant scene appeared in his eyes.

I saw countless bald heads in front of me. These bald heads were entrenched in the sky, looking at hundreds of millions of ordinary mortals below. These mortals were kneeling on the ground, and a ray of golden light shone from these mortals and merged into the bodies of those bald heads.

During the process, mortals kept holding their heads and screaming in agony. Hundreds of millions of people screamed in agony, just like the desperate people in the world.

"Good tactics, hard work to harvest faith? Hasn't Buddhism always saved people in the world?"

Seeing this scene, Xiaoyao frowned and sneered.

These so-called Buddhists are violently harvesting faith. Every time they harvest a piece of faith, they will become stronger. At worst, the harvested mortals will die directly, at worst, they will become dementia, and become a complete fool. Soon they will also Death.

It's just a matter of living in the world with pain for a few more days.

After hearing Xiaoyao's words, Wujing's expression changed. Things in the distance were blocked by their Buddhist power, and most people had no idea what was happening in front of them.

And this person can actually see the truth at a glance. What kind of cultivation level does this person have?

"Donor, this is my own business as a Buddhist. I hope the benefactor will change his ways."

Wu Jing continued to say to Xiaoyao, "So what if you see it? Do you really want to offend Buddhism for the sake of hundreds of millions of mortals?"