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Wei Qing still remembered that the last time he saw this demon, he was just a little Qi-refining monk, following the unreliable Frank to deal with his old enemy, the Stany family.

Unexpectedly, the Stany family had an ancestral altar, and the heir of the Stany family directly summoned the projection of the devil named Picasso.

At that time, it was just a pressure, and Wei Qing was suppressed by this demon and could not move, let alone the luxury of fighting back.

In the end, Xiaota saved him and sucked Picasso's projection into it, becoming Wei Qing's first start-up capital.

And the altar inherited from the Stany family became his second magic weapon.

He could even remember the way the Royal Brick flew in the night sky in New York. Unfortunately, his magic weapon fell into the boundary river of Asgard in order to save Loki. He didn't know where it landed in the corner of the universe. Where can I find it? Not coming back.

What he didn't expect was that today, he would still be able to meet this devil.

But now, Wei Qing knew that now was not the time for him to think about this. He would talk about "reminiscing about the past" later. It was better to put this devil away now. Zen Ding, the old guy, had been watching behind him for a long time.

With a wave of his hand, the small tower appeared and forced the demon into the small tower.

"Master, I have suppressed this devil. He will never cause trouble to the world again."

Wei Qing smiled at Chan Ding and said.

Zen Ding didn't say anything when he saw Wei Qing put away the demon. This was a normal thing.

The Buddhists also often build demon-suppressing towers everywhere. As long as the demon is subdued, there will be no problem. He never thought that Wei Qing put away the demon not to save and suppress it, but to subdue it and lead the way.

Chan Ding pulled off the seal on Wei Qing with a wave of his hand, smiled and said, "The Taoism of lay people is still profound. It is really a meritorious thing to surrender this demon with just a wave of your hand."

"Where is it? The master is so complimentary. If the master hadn't suppressed it here, I wouldn't have conquered it so easily. The master's contribution is greater."

Wei Qing also spoke humbly to Zen, and engaged in a friendly business exchange.

After talking for a while, Zen's expression became serious, and he bowed to Wei Qing and said: "Layholder, the poor monk is not far away from his death. Before his death, he has one last request. I wonder if the layman can do the poor monk a favor. .”

Wei Qing looked at the dim remnant soul in front of him and said solemnly: "Master, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely live up to my trust."

"I would like to thank the donor first."

Zen Ding performed a Buddhist salute to Wei Qing before speaking again.

"The poor monk was poisoned by himself. Although he did not preach the sutra, he could subdue this demon and the poor monk died without any regrets. However, the poor monk has one more regret, that is, the poor monk's Sutra of No Thoughts and Freedom is indeed There is nowhere to pass it on, and there is no way that the inheritance of my master’s sect will be cut off in the hands of poor monks.”

As he spoke, Zen glanced at him, and then said again.

"I wonder if lay people can help poor monks spread this teaching to the outside world."

"There is nothing wrong with me, don't worry, master, I will live up to your trust."

For him, it was just a matter of effort to get rid of him through meditation. It didn't matter if he made a promise at this moment.

"Thank you, layman."

Zen Ding solemnly saluted Wei Qing again, and then waved outside.

With a flash of golden light, three things appeared in Zen's hands.

They are a page of gold paper, an incense burner, and a relic.

"The poor monk is going to see the Buddha today. This Buddha treasure is not of much use to the poor monk, so I will give it to the layman. I hope the layman can find one for the poor monk."

Before he could finish his Zen words, his body began to disintegrate and turned into white spots of light.

"It seems that the poor monk's time has come, please."

As he spoke, the remnant soul of the meditation disintegrated, turned into a soul light spot, and completely disappeared into the air.

The three objects floating in the air fell quickly without Foli's support, and were caught in Wei Qing's hands.

Looking at the place where the meditation disappeared, he bowed.

Zen Ding used his own life to seal the devil. He felt that it was impossible for him to do such a thing in his life, so this was why he admired Zen Ding.

People who sacrifice their own lives to save others are worthy of admiration no matter what.

Wei Qing put the golden paper and the incense burner into the small tower, but he sent the relic into the tomb bag again.

The Buddha nature on this relic is powerful. After the sacrifice, it will definitely be able to produce a powerful magic weapon. But after all, it is the remains of Zen. Wei Qing is not short of treasures, so he still intends to keep the relic of Zen here. .

Standing in front of the tomb, Wei Qing glanced at the crumbling thatched house, saluted the tomb again, and Wei Qing left the valley.

Ye An obediently followed Wei Qing's instructions and stayed in the magic circle. Seeing Wei Qing suddenly appear, Ye An was shocked, and then he came up respectfully and said, "Senior, the work has been done."

"Well, let's go."

"It's senior."

After saying that, Wei Qing's strange beast lifted Ye An into the sky.

Two days later, Wei Qing appeared outside Jiuwei Mountain.

"It's over now. See you again when we are destined."

Wei Qing shot a white light into Ye An's body and rose into the sky.

He has finished the things he left on the earth, and he got the blood marrow vein after putting away Picasso. The only pity is that the power in the blood marrow vein was consumed by Picasso. Even so, , that vein is also hundreds of meters in size. Although he knew that there were still many places worth exploring here, Wei Qing had no interest in exploring here.

He has gained enough here, and it's time to change back.

After he planned to release Hela locked in the small tower, he would combine the Kunlun Mirror into one and leave this place.

After a few days, Wei Qing left the earth and entered the universe.

"Your Highness Hela, are you really not planning to leave?"

Wei Qing said helplessly to Hela in front of him.

"Hmph, human being, don't even think about it. One day, I will come out from here, send your soul to hell, and torture you forever."

A sneer appeared on Hela's face and she said to Wei Qing.

Seeing him like this, Wei Qing was also a little speechless. The Asgardian's stubbornness was really a headache.

But he couldn't kill him Hela, after all, she was Thor's sister.

Although this family had a bad relationship, fell in love with each other, and fought constantly, the family members were fighting each other. If Wei Qing killed Hela, the whole family would definitely hunt Wei Qing together.