It's sunny outside, and the birds are singing.

Inside the cave, the light was dim, and the cold walls were inlaid with torches.

The flames were blazing, and the fiery red light was constantly spreading inside the cave.

Yang Qifeng's eyes were incomparably bright, as if he could see through the darkness.

He was thinking that there was no hope for the merits of the Heavenly Dao, but there was hope for the merits of humanity, and it was difficult for others to promote the development of humanity.

But in Yang Qifeng's previous life, he had no supernatural powers, and the Taoism was not obvious, just a society of ordinary people, and the development of Qiē was humane.

As long as he borrows some of them, it will certainly be of great help, and he will definitely gain some humanitarian merits.

For example, in Yang Qifeng's mind now, the countless knowledge, they are all classics handed down from generation to generation, and there is not much to say about Taoist classics.

It is certainly not these Taoist classics that have received the most merit, but doctors.

In the profession of a doctor, it is definitely faster to obtain merit than a Taoist priest.

Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, although it is a Buddhist saying, but one sentence shows the mystery of this.

Opening a medical hall and saving patients is just a small road, and the avenue is to write books and speak, travel the world, recruit disciples, and then have the classics in his mind, and the merits are not a lot, a lot.

The texts in their minds, in this world of Dharma manifestation, they have extraordinary effects.

This point Yang Qifeng has already verified from the Tao Te Ching and Huang Tingjing, so he is very confident,

But the identity of the demon clan made it difficult for him to move an inch.

All the schemes, as well as the calculations, all came to naught.

It's not a joke that the shemales don't stand apart, as long as he makes a move, some Terran sects will start to act, and no one will dislike more merits, so that a demon clan can get humane merits, which is unbearable for every human being.

Yang Qifeng was a little stunned, and he asked the Qianlan Demon God unwillingly, "Can't I deceive the past with the technique of change?"

"No, your current change technique can conceal ordinary immortals, but how can there be no scattered immortals among the human race,"

"Those old guys who like to travel the world and play with the red dust have another hobby, but to slay demons and eliminate demons," the Qianlan Demon God replied coldly.

The words of the Qianlan Demon God made Yang Qifeng's heart awe-inspiring, because he thought of an immortal.

Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals, is the one who likes to play with Hongchen the most, disguised as various identities, constantly wandering in the world, and also loves to kill demons.

When he touches him, Yang Qifeng will definitely be killed by a sword.

The world is so big, the possibility of meeting him is extremely low, but Yang Qifeng has to admit that Lu Dongbin is just an introduction, and there are too many guys who have similar hobbies to Lu Dongbin.

There is also that Jigong, who is a saint in front of lovers.

If he himself is honestly in a remote place, it is fine, but if he wants to gain merit, he must have a large population, not a remote place, not only that, but he must also take action, which is the attraction of people, attracting the superior to subdue demons and eliminate demons, that is inevitable.

"Since the identity of the demon clan is not good, then the identity of the human race," Yang Qifeng looked at the shadow that appeared on the top of the ring, the dry blue demon god who had no sorrow or joy, looking at his confident appearance, but his face was suddenly enlightened.

"Yes, of course you can't work in the human race as a demon clan, unless you have the strength to regret the world and can run rampant, but that is impossible for you now, so you can only take a compromise method, cut out a doppelganger, descend to a human, and all the obstacles will disappear, as long as the doppelganger has obtained a lot of merit, although to your real body, there will be only one-third, but it is a safe way. ”

There was a strange look in the eyes of the Qianlan Demon God, looking at Yang Qifeng, he felt that it was too much of a coincidence for the opening of the Wa Palace this time.

As if it was prepared for him, but once again, in just a hundred years, the three flavors of true fire could not be practiced, and the three great divine flames could not be condensed for the last time, which could not become an immortal at all, and could not obtain a quota to enter the Wa Palace.

Wouldn't this contradict the previous speculation, so another way to make up for the foundation, merit, is particularly important.

If you want to enter the Wa Palace, you must make up for the foundation, he already thinks that it is impossible to have three flavors of true fire, merit is the most important thing here, he wants to see how Yang Qifeng, who has no luck in front of him, can obtain a lot of merit.

This is another test, the last luck test, Yang Qifeng has already passed, but he is full of doubts about Yang Qifeng's usual luck.

If you can pass the guò test this time, it will prove that the other party really came into being.

Once can be said to be an accident, but if it is twice, it is absolutely impossible to say that it is an accident.

He looked at Yang Qifeng meaningfully, and continued to speak, "In ancient times, the Protoss cultivated a spirit fruit called Wan Ling,"

"He is a necessary thing for cultivating a clone, and with the exercises, you can cut out the clone, and there are countless clones of the Protoss, just because of the Ten Thousand Spirit Fruit. ”

"In ancient times, it was too long,"

"Wait, you mean it!" Yang Qifeng just shook his head and asked suspiciously, but the next moment he reacted, and he took out a key from his arms.

There is a divine text engraved on it, and it is the ancient key of the pre-Qin Dynasty.

"Yes, that's it, the Protoss loves to grow all kinds of spirit fruits, it's not difficult to obtain,"

"The demon god said, let me go to Xianyang," Yang Qifeng said leisurely.

"Yes, the mountain god didn't say the use of the key,"

"He told me that if you want to go to Xianyang City, you can get the key to use, but Xianyang City is a divine capital, although it is now destroyed, there are countless gods there, and it still plays a role, it is one of the forbidden places in the world, with my strength, wouldn't it be sent to death if I go," Yang Qifeng said hesitantly.

"Of course not, you don't need to go deep into Xianyang, just look for the Ten Thousand Spirit Fruit in the outer layer, there will be no problem," the Qianlan Demon God said confidently.

"If you're lucky, you don't have to enter Xianyang City to get it,"

"This is also, although Xianyang City is a forbidden place, there is an endless stream of people who want to go to reap benefits, and there are always a few lucky ones," Yang Qifeng's heart was active.

The next plan in my heart has been finalized.

Stabilize the divine soul, and then condense the Yuan Shen with the help of the Bagua Immortal Furnace, and then leave Xiniu Hezhou and go to the boundary of Nanzhan Buzhou.

In his heart, he is much more stable.

After chatting with the Qianlan Demon God for a few words, he sat directly on the stone bed and began to cultivate.