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Chapter 44 Challenge from the Mahayana Demon King

Now with the help of the system, he has fully grasped the key points of Shinto cultivation.

The next step is to establish contact with your own god statue in the temple.

This process is very mysterious, a bit similar to the Wifi connection in the previous life.

Although Lin Xiaoyao is trying it for the first time, he is familiar with it, and he is not unfamiliar at all. Perhaps this is because he has the realm of a saint.

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It is about three thousand miles west of Huayuzong's main rudder.

A small city is called Sui County.

Sui County is not big, but it is located in an important place.

Jingyanggang in its territory is even more famous.

About two years ago, the tiger demon came into play and poisoned the living beings.

At the critical moment, he was cut by a fairy sword galloping from the nine heavens.

At that time, this scene was witnessed by hundreds of people in the county.

People are naturally grateful to the owner of the fairy sword.

Later, wealthy families in the county contributed funds, and the government also supported them a lot, and built a temple for the immortal.

Since the day it was built, there has been an endless stream of incense, not only the people of the county, but also the businessmen who come and go, and the hunters in the mountains are all vying to worship it.

It is said that it is extremely effective.

Now through wifi... Ah bah, after connecting with the statue in the temple, Lin Xiaoyao has a panoramic view of all this.

The temple is located at the foot of the hill called Jingyanggang.

The tiger demon has been eliminated. Although today is not the first or fifteenth day of the lunar new year, the weather is fine and there are actually a lot of people going to offer incense.

At the gate of the temple, there are more and more street vendors selling incense, candles, paper money, and blessings to the pilgrims.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't care either.

He wondered what people would ask of him.

It's kind of fun to think about.

Lin Xiaoyao calmed down and listened.

However, after listening for a while, the triumphant smile froze on his face.

Not long after, his complexion became darker and darker.

No wonder Lin Xiaoyao was speechless.

It is really what the pilgrims are looking for, and it is too inexplicable.

You said that it is normal for you to pray for the safety of your home.

It is also good to bless the elders in the family to live a long life.

Even scholars who are about to take the exam, come here to pray for a good grade and a title on the gold list.

We can also understand.

Although certainly not bother.

Hmph, if you want to be beautiful, brother, before time travel, every time you take an exam, you have to hold your feet and recite your books desperately. How about you, if you want to come to the temple to burn incense, you just want to pass the exam?

How can there be such a good thing in this world?
But even though it was an extravagant wish, it was still normal to pray like this.

But then, some people's wishes really made Lin Xiaoyao speechless.

For example, a certain aunt, no, it should be a certain aunt, actually came to ask for her blessing, saying that she hoped to be 30 years younger.

Lin Xiaoyao: "???"

Well, although it is not that there is no such pill in my system space, but we are not relatives, so if you burn incense, you come here to ask for such a wish, isn't it a little too much?
Do you think you are a fool or a fool!
What made Lin Xiaoyao speechless the most was that a big brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes came to pray and said that he had been blind dated several times, but his sisters disliked him because of his smelly feet.

I want to ask myself to treat him.

Lin Xiaoyao: "..."

Lin Xiaoyao was furious at that time, and almost couldn't hold back, a thunderbolt struck him to death.

This is really too much.

Many people came to seek children.

Lin Xiaoyao couldn't laugh or cry.

The original curiosity has long since dissipated, and has become less interested again.

So I wanted to disconnect and ignore these guys.

However, at this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stopped the action of disconnecting from the idol.

Without him.

Lin Xiaoyao noticed an old man among the pilgrims.

The old man wore a square scarf and a light blue robe. He had long beard and hair, walked steadily, and was hale and hearty.

At first glance, it seems that he is over seventy years old, and at the same time he seems to be only over sixty years old.

The temperament on his body is even more special, it seems to be very elegant, but there is an indescribable coercion.

Obviously he should be a person who is out of the dust, but he is hidden among the pilgrims, and he is not eye-catching at all.

This is not an ordinary concealment technique, but a bit of the natural meaning of Taoism in it.

Unfortunately, he may be able to deceive others.

But coming here, in front of Lin Xiaoyao, it's like playing tricks.

This is actually a Mahayana demon king.

Lin Xiaoyao was also a little surprised. It has been more than ten years since he traveled to this world. Because he has been in the sect and has never provoked big shots outside, this is the first time he has seen this Mahayana-level existence.

And it's a big monster!
With such a profound cultivation base, no wonder he dared to come to his own temple.

But what is his purpose here?
In Lin Xiaoyao's heart, he was very curious.

Provocation, revenge?
After all, because of the accident two years ago, there were quite a few monsters who died under Huaimu Xianjian.

Lin Xiaoyao was curious.

But not afraid.

Although it is his own temple here, even the appearance of the statue is sculpted by the people according to their own imagination.

It's a thousand miles away from myself.

So myself is perfectly hidden behind the scenes.

What's wrong with this little old man?

What's more, although the demon king in the Mahayana period is powerful enough to make the entire Huayu sect feel like a formidable enemy, it is nothing special to him.

He was confident, but he was not in a hurry to sever the connection with the statue.

Instead, he waited there wholeheartedly, hiding behind the scenes and peeking at the screen to see what the other party wanted.

The old man followed the pilgrims to the statue.

Contrary to Lin Xiaoyao's expectations, he didn't do anything unreasonable, but clasped his hands and cupped his fists without being rude, and then lit a stick of incense.

"This……"

Lin Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment.

Could it be that the other party is not hostile, but that he is overwhelmed.

But the idea was just emerging.

Following the offering of the incense, he saw an extremely pure and astonishing monster aura rising up with the green smoke from the incense candle.

Afterwards, there was a slight connection between the monster energy and the energy mechanism of the whole temple.

"Hmph, this is here to test me."

Lin Xiaoyao couldn't help laughing.

The other party is a Mahayana demon king, let alone an ordinary mountain spirit and water monster, even if he is a city god of the land granted by the heavenly court, how can he stand his worship?
If it is mild, it will shorten your life, if it is more serious, it will directly kill your soul.

In fact, as a saint himself, this is even more exaggerated.

Looking around the world, no one can bear his gift.

It's just that Lin Xiaoyao has always paid great attention to this point.

A sage is in charge of the laws of heaven and earth. His gift can make others unbearable, but at the same time, as long as he is willing, he can also make the recipient feel unaware and will not have the slightest influence.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, the clever use of it is the truth.

Everything will be according to his will!
But in front of him, the stick of incense and this worship of the Mahayana demon king obviously have bad intentions.

Or to put it more bluntly, they were provoking and testing themselves, but in a more subtle and less intense way.

(End of this chapter)