"Silly bull, from now on, I will not call myself a person like me, grandpa, or I will hear it once and I will hit you once."

Zhang Yuan said.

"Dog-ho."

The big yellow cow cursed quietly.

Zhang Yuan frowned, kicked his feet, and a stone was filled with true energy, breaking out of the air, hitting the yellow bull's head with a bang.

The yellow bull snorted and was about to curse, but when the words came to his mouth, he immediately held back his anger after seeing Zhang Yuan's gaze.

“It’s almost the same.”

Zhang Yuan spoke.

It doesn't work without giving some lessons.

And that dead bird is the same.

It just now took the opportunity to escape. If the dead bird dared to curse him again, it would have to give it a lifelong unforgettable one.

Zhang Yuan walked towards the town.

The fluctuations just now were quite large, and I am afraid that the lurking tourists in the town had noticed the abnormality.

So he wanted to find a place before everyone came and stayed there quickly.

His body turned into a hazy golden light and disappeared at the entrance of the town.

The black crow croaked and screamed strangely, shaking its wings, and quickly followed.

"Dog-ho."

Seeing Zhang Yuan walking away, the yellow bull cursed again, then turned into a yellow light and shadow, followed closely behind.

Deep in the town.

The crowd of tourists who had previously hidden from the breath-retention method, after realizing that the terrifying aura had dissipated, all breathed a sigh of relief, their faces turned pale, and their bodies were soaked with sweat.

Each of them looked at each other as if they had just crawled out of the water, and their eyes were still terrified.

"It finally disappeared, I have never felt this terrifying breath of death."

"Yes, this seems to be even more terrifying than some of the big monsters we have come into contact with."

"Can it be the new great demon who escaped from the underworld? What we don't know?"

Everyone suddenly fell silent.

A moment later, a cold woman said in a voice: "Don't guess, the seal in Taiyue is not a pity. The palace master once said that no demon can run out of the underworld in a short period of time. This may be because the demons from other places just happened to pass by."

Everyone nodded.

"Saint, can our plan continue?"

An old voice asked.

"continue."

The cold woman spoke, "This time Shaolin was plotted by the Xingsu Sect, and all the masters who came here were injured. This is a rare opportunity for us.

I have found out that the master they led this time is the leader of the Bodhidharma Hall and the Arhat Hall. If they are killed, it will definitely be a major blow to Shaolin. Now the Black Demon Palace is working hard to deal with Shaolin. We must be worthy of reconciliation and no mistakes will be allowed."

"Don't worry, the monks in Shaolin have not been cured of poisoning. They are not nearly as strong as they can handle it easily."

One of the men said.

"Yes, Shaolin abbot suddenly sat down not long ago. They thought the news was hidden very well, but unfortunately there was no airtight wall in the world. How could they think that the most mysterious Black Demon Palace in the world had already sneaked into the depths of Shaolin."

Another voice sneered.

"Shaolin has been in hell for so many years, and he has been unable to hold back. This time, the abbot suddenly transformed into a transformation is also related to the seal of hell. As long as the seal of hell is opened by the Black Demon Palace, the great transformation of Jiuzhou will be faster, and the various plans of our Thousand Demons Mansion will be smoother."

The woman continued in her voice.

Suddenly, she frowned and whispered: "Silence, there is movement."

The room suddenly became quiet.

The saint listened for a while, his eyes flashed, and he said in confusion: "Strange, it seems to be a four-legged thing? Is it a monster? Zun, go and take a look."

"Okay, I heard it too, and the speed is not slow. It seems that it is really a monster."

The old voice sounded before.

brush!

A purple light swept out from the room and the door closed instantly.

Zuo Zun landed on a building not far away, his skills were activated, and he continued to listen and watch.

After a moment, he flew out again and rushed towards the source of the sound.

A remote courtyard.

Zhang Yuan directly found a clean room and sat cross-legged on the bed.

He opened the cyan panel and looked over.

From the time he left Xingsuhai to the present, his merit value has once again accumulated a terrible number.

A total of 2870 points.

Then he looked at the column of Yijin Jing.

Yijin Jing (incomplete): superbly transformed (219/320)

"The merit value will be upgraded to the Yijin Jing."

Zhang Yuanmo shouted.

brush!

The column of Yijin Jing suddenly changed rapidly.

Integration (680/680)

Perfect (1400/1400)

Shocking the past and the present (1/3000)

After three consecutive flashes, the merit value was soon left with only 621 points.

The Yijin Jing finally stabilized at a state of shocking the past and shining the present.

"I worked hard for half a year and returned to the pre-liberation overnight."

Zhang Yuan sighed inwardly.

Originally, he thought he was very wealthy, but unfortunately he immediately reached the bottom after being promoted to the Yijin Jing two levels in a row.

For the next 621 points of merit, he only has Aohan Six Arts and Cihang Huiyan to choose to continue upgrading.

As for the Great Power Eagle Claw Art and the martial arts level of the Great Hand Seal, he no longer relies heavily on it.

"Actually, I want to upgrade the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

Zhang Yuan secretly said.

Unfortunately, the merit points required for the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are 2500 points.

So he is still far from it.

"Or why don't you save it first and use it in the later stage, and you have to learn the Tathagata's magic palm with a stronger stature. It would not work if there is no merit value."

Zhang Yuan thought.

Decided soon.

The remaining 621 merit points will be kept.

He looked at the column of strength and speed.

Power: 1.65 Dragon Power.

Speed: 1800

"The two-level Yijin Jing did not increase much power."

Zhang Yuan secretly said.

From the previous 1.35 to 1.65, only 0.3 dragon power was added.

He looked at the handwriting behind the Yijin Jing.

Another line of handwriting was added.

【Your meridians are further expanded, the sea is embracing all rivers, and tolerance is great】

Zhang Yuan was secretly happy.

Now that he can add the Nine Yang Divine Art even more unscrupulously.

He has always regarded the Nine Yang Divine Art as a life-long exercise to improve it.
To be continued...