The surging and vast Huai River flows into the sea. On top of the dragon head formed by the pure divine Huai River, a man with a simple mask and golden eyes sits cross-legged. His aura is connected with the water veins, vast and boundless.

The scene paused at this moment.

It lingered on those golden eyes.

"So this is the enemy of Buddhism?"

"Yes... he is the enemy of Buddhism, the demon outside the world. The senior brothers and junior brothers of Guanyin Temple have all seen the true form of the Great Master, appearing as a demon to subdue the external demons. All the senior brothers and junior brothers recite scriptures to assist the Great Master, but my disciples' cultivation is not enough to subdue him."

"I see... so what are you planning to do?"

"We will contact the true transmission of Buddhism, dispatch numerous disciples to search all over Shen Zhou, and find that external demon. Then we will suppress and transform it with Buddhist teachings. The abbot has had a dream entrusted by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and it is necessary to suppress it under our Guanyin Temple. That's why we came to Jiangnan Road."

"Are you his opponents?"

"Although the external demon is arrogant, we have obtained the relic protection from the ancestral hall. Only the senior elders of Buddhism who have cultivated great supernatural powers can produce relics. With the protection of the relic, what fear do we have of the external demon?"

"Oh? Then the last question, are you from Shen Zhou?"

"Yes."

"But according to the information on the internet, that person is clearly the water god of ancient Shen Zhou. Why do you call him an external demon?"

The young monk became excited and said, "Amitabha Buddha, our Buddha once said that in the last era, a heavenly demon will descend and confuse all living beings. Only the Buddha of the last era can break through the last era and because he is an external demon, he has deceived the people of Shen Zhou. We must..."

Splat.

The voice abruptly stopped, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

A hand pierced directly through the young monk's chest.

The young monk opened his mouth, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and then fell down. A young man retracted his hand. He had sharp facial features and sharp eyes, but his pupils were vertical and yellow-brown.

Blood splattered on the face of the old monk who was imprisoned beside him. His eyes were about to burst as he exclaimed, "Demon!"

The young man wiped the blood off his hand and said, "Demon?"

"Before being practitioners of a sect, you should first be living beings of Shen Zhou."

"But it seems that you have forgotten."

"Even this flesh and blood is so foul-smelling."

His tone was cold and disgusted.

The old monk was both angry and fearful. Yesterday, he saw the Huai River flowing into the sea and the abbot said that the person was the enemy of Buddhism. He brought his disciples to Jiangnan Road, but as soon as they came into contact with Baiyun Temple, they were captured and interrogated by this young man.

The other party turned out to be a demon.

And he was more powerful than any demon they had seen before, powerful to the point of resembling a legendary god.

He felt powerless and could only silently recite the scriptures to subdue the demon, muttering the words of evil demons and outsiders.

The young man, who went by the name Zhao Ran, sat cross-legged in front of the old monk. He flipped through the scriptures and said lightly, "You are weaker than me, so how dare you call me an evil demon?"

The old monk couldn't help but feel anger rising in his heart and angrily said, "Evil demons and outsiders are not determined by strength. Even if the old monk is far weaker than you, you are still an evil demon. This has nothing to do with strength."

Zhao Ran's pupils turned dark yellow and he said indifferently, "You're wrong. Living beings are born between heaven and earth, and there is no such thing as right or wrong. If there is no criterion to determine what is right, then there naturally won't be wrong or evil paths. You haven't even seen this clearly and think that being born is evil or righteous. What have you cultivated?"

The old monk's momentum stagnated, and he scolded, "Killing and harming others for cultivation, isn't that an evil path?!"

Shan Jun Zhao Ran asked in return, "Is a wolf evil for devouring a sheep?"

The old monk couldn't answer and could only say, "If it's from the perspective of the sheep, then yes."

Zhao Ran said, "Then for all beings in the world, isn't the human race evil?"

The monk said, "That's why we are vegetarians."

Shan Jun said lightly, "Indeed, we have Emperor Liang Wu to thank for that."

The monk couldn't say anything.

Shan Jun said, "So for humans, which one is evil, the sheep or the wolf?"

Shan Jun paused and furrowed his brows, asking, "The sheep grazing on the grassland, causing the grassland to degrade and leading to the starvation of living beings. Is the sheep evil? And the wolf devouring the sheep, allowing humans to survive. So, is the wolf evil or is the sheep evil?"

The old monk couldn't answer.

Zhao Ran flipped through the scrolls and said, "It's simple. When the sheep is raised by humans, then the wolf is evil. When the sheep's destruction affects human interests, then the sheep is evil. Everything is based on the human race, at least on the land of Shen Zhou. Demons and monsters, practicing cannibalism, are evil thoughts, while preying on other living beings is natural."

"For thousands of years, the practitioners on this land have almost accepted this rule."

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "So you are an evil demon!"

"Killing and harming others for cultivation."

Zhao Ran raised his eyebrows, and his imposing manner made the old monk shocked and speechless. Shan Jun said lightly, "Killing is an evil path, harming your cultivation is an evil path? Is bad cultivation an evil path?"

"You have a lot of nerve."

"The scrolls of the Buddhist scriptures don't describe it like this."

"I have seen in your so-called Esoteric Buddhism, killing can be a heavenly god, eating people can be a protector, bone tools used for sacrifices, and this auspicious heavenly protector god. Because his own child did not believe in the Buddha, he skinned and killed him to make a saddle. Yet you regard her as a great protector god?""In my opinion, the so-called Buddhist sect is nothing more than an enemy of Buddhism if they are against you, and a protector of the heavenly gods if they are kind to you, even if they kill people like crazy. It's ridiculous. Where did this method come from? It's so narrow-minded..."

Shan Jun's eyes were indifferent and displeased. He threw away the scroll and said:

"You are a person from Shen Zhou, you know these rules, and you are protected by these rules."

"But do you know why these rules exist?"

"Let's not talk about ancient times for now. In the era I know, there was a Taoist who used a sword to pierce through an ancient ghost god system. With his own strength, he completely killed that ancient god system, and it no longer existed in Shen Zhou. That's when the so-called Three Days of Righteousness was established. The gods they worshipped back then were similar to this esoteric sect."

"Do you want to guess whether if that Taoist is still alive, he would use his sword to completely kill this so-called Pure Land?"

The old monk's face looked unpleasant as he said, "I am not part of the esoteric sect."

"What do you want to achieve by saying all this..."

Shan Jun said, "Nothing, I just have a feeling and wanted to say it."

"Zhang Daoling, he probably didn't expect the current situation. Although I am his enemy, there is at least one thing we agree on. When he expelled the six gods and demons, there were no monsters causing trouble in the entire Shen Zhou, even someone like me."

"When I was young, during the Spring and Autumn period in the Central Plains, when the Xiongnu invaded the Western Regions, all the countries would cease fighting and first defend against external enemies. I never expected that people in later generations would be so untrustworthy, believing in evil foreign gods and calling the ancient gods of Shen Zhou demons."

Shan Jun reached out and, under the gaze of the monk, grabbed the Buddhist relic beads in his palm.

Then, with an indifferent expression, he slightly bent his fingers and crushed all the relic beads.

Afterwards, rays of Buddhist light appeared, but Shan Jun crushed them all. What remained was a vast divine aura. Shan Jun held onto this divinity, swallowed it, and said, "You've said a lot. I thought I could learn something from you, but it seems that only the Zen sect of Buddhism is worth considering."

"Without worshipping incense, only cultivating oneself, with a diamond-like body and a crystal-like state of mind, I already have the aura of the Taoist sect."

"However, for me, I still need to thank your ancestors. Zhang Daoling established the embryonic form of the Heavenly Court. I thought I was the only one left with the Earth God path, but I didn't expect there to be other opportunities."

The old monk was stunned.

Shan Jun stood up and said indifferently, "The power of Shen Zhou can only be obtained by the people of Shen Zhou."

"That's the rule."

Shan Jun flicked his sleeve, and the old monk immediately let out a muffled groan, falling dead on the spot, his soul extinguished.

Shan Jun glanced at the video and said, "It's a pity I wasn't born three thousand years earlier."

His voice paused slightly, then he continued in a slow tone, "But it's not too late."

.................

Ying Tian Prefecture, Jiangnan Road.

Meng Chengji received the news. He was a wealthy merchant in Jiangnan Road and had previously sought jade talismans from Baiyun Temple. Today, he heard that Baiyun Temple had a special wealth-attracting jade talisman to offer in exchange for the rights to construct and exploit several mountains in the vicinity. This merchant knew the methods of Baiyun Temple and didn't think those barren mountains held any significance.

So he hurriedly went to Baiyun Temple.

But when he arrived, he found that many other merchants had also come.

All the major merchants who had previous dealings with Baiyun Temple had gathered.

After all, there was only one wealth-attracting jade talisman. The temple master placed the jade talisman on the table, emitting a refreshing feeling that made people's hearts clear. It was obviously genuine, and everyone was excited. Meng Chengji also made repeated offers, but the highest bidder would win. It felt like a bidding process.

But he didn't think too much about it.

He didn't believe he could snatch that jade talisman.

But Baiyun Temple still had other effective talismans.

Now that there was a major entrance to the sea in Shen Zhou, with thousands of miles of rivers along the way, there would inevitably be a large number of business opportunities. These merchants were always sharp, like sharks smelling blood. This time, it was also because of this reason that they all rushed to Baiyun Temple for the wealth-attracting talisman.

After all, it was just a few barren mountains.

The old Taoist living at the foot of the mountain frowned as he saw the constant flow of luxury cars and merchants passing by.

He regretted settling down here. He had received a commission from the Heavenly Master of the Celestial Masters' Taoism to come here, but he hadn't seen his friend. Instead, he ended up in Baiyun Temple, which he had almost seen enough of. The smell of copper filled the air, and if it weren't for not having seen his friend for a long time, the old Taoist would have left with two horse talismans.

Mainly because the old man couldn't lose face.

He thought for a moment, sighed, and decided to write a letter to that familiar young man to pass on a message.

He would say that he would probably come to see him within a month. If he didn't come, then the young man from the Wei family should quickly come to Baiyun Temple, make up an excuse, and give the old man a reason to leave. This place reeked of copper, and it was suffocating. Sigh, it was quite inconvenient.

Should he prepare a mobile phone?

When the old Taoist was writing the letter, he saw the mobile phones of the passing tourists and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy for the backward era.

.................

Zhao Ran easily and discreetly obtained the mining rights for several mountains.

He said he wanted to hold a ritual ceremony.

After driving away all the ordinary people, the true Taoist cultivators of Baiyun Temple all went over. Zhao Ran had also invited the old Taoist who had come because of the Celestial Masters' Taoism, but that old Taoist had a lazy and strong-willed personality, and he disliked the luxury cars and wealthy merchants coming and going that day, so he declined the invitation.

Zhao Ran's face showed genuine regret.

He didn't insist, but led the Taoists up the mountain. Baiyun Temple was a prestigious place with a long history. His every move was in strict accordance with the rituals. Although he didn't have the identity of a talisman, he dared not connect with the heavenly court system. However, the treasure talismans left from the past still made the ceremony effective.

He summoned the natural spirits and the beings known as mountain spirits from the nearby mountains and rivers.

Seeing this rare sacrificial offering, the mountain spirits were all satisfied and then asked, "Little Taoist, what do you want from us? Speak."

Zhao Ran, dressed in a Taoist robe, said, "I would like to borrow something from you."

A mountain spirit with a white beard and the appearance of a little old man was surprised, "Borrow something? What?"

"The pure aura of the mountain."

The mountain spirits, formed from the pure aura of the mountain, were stunned. Suddenly, a chill rose in their hearts. They wanted to flee, but found that the place had been sealed by talismans. Taoists in robes surrounded them, expressionless. The wind blew, shaking their cheeks and robes.

The mountain spirit was terrified, "You...!"

Down the mountain.

The old Taoist was scratching his head and writing a letter, thinking about how to maintain his senior's dignity.

So as not to be ridiculed by that Wei Yuan.

Suddenly, he paused and looked up.

In his ears, he faintly heard a deep tiger's roar, which filled his heart with fear.

Zhao Ran returned to his original appearance, only his pupils turned brown. All the mountain spirits within hundreds of miles were swallowed by him. His face was flushed, and the spirits of many mountains were in conflict, but they were suppressed by a strand of divinity he had swallowed earlier. His Taoist bun was undone, and there was fresh blood at the corner of his mouth.

He had originally planned to grow quietly, but seeing the god of the Huai River, there was not enough time.

Shan Jun returned to Baiyun Temple and looked at his own statue, "Oh, heavenly god..."

After a long time, he suddenly smashed the statue.

Sealed for two thousand years, first abandoning the flesh, then the mountain god, and finally even a trace of incense did not exist.

With a pale face and blood at the corner of his mouth, Shan Jun sat on the ground, leaning against the statue of the Three Pure Ones, and suddenly burst into laughter:

"Wang Jujun, I have repaid your ten years of incense with two thousand years. As for the backhand you left behind, a man born in this world should strive hard. Even if he dies, he should be an enemy of the world. How can he still be a servant, with his life and death in the hands of others?!"

He pointed to the Three Pure Ones next to him and shouted:

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……………………

Shen Jifeng managed to find some free time and delivered the phone to Wei Yuan's museum.

However, when she arrived, she saw Wei Yuan wearing a black glove that exposed his fingers on his right hand. She was surprised and said, "Uh... Director, it's summer, why are you still wearing gloves?"

Wei Yuan calmly replied, "I have a wound."

Shen Jifeng understood and said, "Do you want to try our newly developed elixir? It's very good for treating external injuries and won't leave a scar."

Wei Yuan: "......"

What on earth are you researching?

After politely refusing Shen Jifeng's kindness, Wei Yuan finally managed to send her away. On the back of his hand was a talisman that spread across his entire palm, and it even had Zhang Daoling's symbol on it. Wei Yuan didn't want anyone to see it.

He picked up the phone, which was said to be an upgraded version, and turned it on.

After trying it out, it indeed seemed to work better.

He was about to send it over when he suddenly thought of the increasingly intense fan art on the internet. Now it had developed into a series of fan art including but not limited to Wu Zhiqi, Wu Zhiqi and the Jellyfish Lady, Wu Zhiqi and Sengga, Wu Zhiqi and Yu, etc. If Ta saw it, he might go crazy.

Wei Yuan turned on the phone, silently downloaded an app, and then...

"You have activated the youth mode."

"Please link the parent's phone. Only the parent's account can exit the youth mode."

Wei Yuan was silent for two seconds.

Then he took out his own phone.

"Parent's phone has been linked..."

PS: Writer's block... Today's chapter is 4,400 words... Consider it a day off (bows)

Happy Labor Day everyone (blessings from a writer who still has to work on Labor Day)

Thanks to the alliance leader, Tomato and Lemon, very much...

Adjusting my state, writer's block is hard to deal with, plus I'm suffering from insomnia. Lying in bed with my eyes open, changing seventeen or eighteen positions but still can't sleep, that feeling is driving me crazy, so I have to slow down...

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