My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

These women were indeed moved, and they all looked at each other.

"As a family of giants, we can at most teach our disciples to practice, so that the giant's body can have combat power, which is too long!"

"Looking at the struggle in the world, tickling my heart."

"We take refuge in my Buddha and practice in it for a lifetime. It's a happy thing. What kind of man do we want? I was looking forward to it before, but now I think about it, it's just like that."

"Besides love, there are many things in this world, such as the dream of martial arts!"

...

These beautiful and peerless women have different temperaments, and they are determined.

Soon, a message came out.

In the ghost town of Fengdu, twenty-seven women decided to enter the world and practice Buddhism.

This is a very surprising decision.

After all, many martial arts men are unwilling to become ordained monks, let alone women?

Of course, they were also influenced by Ziying and were not allowed to become monks. Otherwise, many devout martial artists would naturally not care about these things.

After all, here are all great witch tribes, they have abandoned their own clan system, how can they cultivate other systems?

Especially for Ziying, he must lead by example.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yu was also surprised,

"We, Fengdu, are all martial arts masters, excluding all ordinary people, and the population is only a hundred or so...In Fengdu, almost all of them are great masters, or young heroes...nearly 30 people have turned to Buddhism at once. , is indeed a significant impact...”

Fu Qingjun nodded.

Qin Hong did play a good trick.

Pulling the bottom out, these are all highly qualified talents, she has all won them over, and Ziying was dumbfounded, but he couldn't say anything.

These twenty-seven people, who will continue to reincarnate in the future, can already become her core team.

The Buddhism on the other side was handed over to Ziniang to develop, and she was going to develop another branch.

...

"This man is a good hand at cutting leeks." Fu Qingjun squinted his eyes, looking at Qin Hong, the mastermind behind the scenes, secretly stirring up the situation here.

Strategy and combat power are the necessary potentials to become a generation of heroes.

Fu Qingjun glanced at those beautiful girls.

All have been baptized, the three thousand strands of affliction have been shed continuously, and the six roots have been purified.

At this time, they were all cross-legged on the ground, with their hands clasped together, and their eyes lowered, as if they had entered meditation. In fact, they had already begun to control a body and reincarnated.

Fu Qingjun couldn't help but sigh,

Qin Hong, oh Qin Hong, they were born from the same root, so why rush each other?

Although it is true that you are a devout believer of the Nameless God, you are too diligent in recruiting people, right?

"Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable emptiness in my heart."

Fu Qingjun walked out of Cihang Jingzhai and walked on the street. The ants under his feet were densely packed into afterimages, as if he was another vast and extraordinary world, and he was the mythical giant in it.

They looked at themselves, admiring, surprised, watching.

It's like watching a slow-moving Mount Everest, moving in front of your eyes.

"This harem group used to be so close to me, but in the blink of an eye..." He laughed, feeling a strange sense of loss.

"However, everything is on track."

Fu Qingjun knew that he could arrange the next link.

"Back then, in the world, there was only one true immortal-level powerhouse, the demon lord Grace."

"Although, this is limited by the times, but she went to the sky to explore the mist, but fell down, leaving no bones left." Fu Qingjun's expression became sharp.

Grace's death has always been a thorn in his heart.

The development of the heart is almost the same, maybe you can try it out,

On the earth, there is an unknown opponent!

This is the war of races!

All civilizations that deduce the extraordinary cultivation system by themselves are born for this purpose.

"Mo Luo has disappeared recently, I'm afraid he's going to the Kingdom of Europe." Fu Qingjun walked back to Duguan Town with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

What Mo Luo lacks is a body that can display its strength.

Therefore, the body of the god Pirk was naturally what he expected.

Mo Luo naturally went to the Kingdom of Europe secretly to steal their technology, and even confuse them to win over that kingdom.

After all, the Buddhist world has its own subordinate kingdom in the mortal world, how can he not be tempted by Mara?

Fu Qingjun was still smiling and didn't intend to pay attention to Mo Luo.

Mo Luo, in Fu Qingjun's eyes, is just a small person with great potential.

There are too many so-called geniuses who die before they grow up.

"But if that's the case, how can the remaining kingdom be alone? I'm going to the Kingdom of Hawkes to bless you with this opportunity."

"The noble British aristocracy, the ancient dynasty of knights on which the sun never sets, is the country on this earth where my nameless god has visited the most." Fu Qingjun secretly complained.

On Nuwa Mountain.

Fu Qingjun controls a fourth true immortal that he has been cultivating over the years and has secretly broken through, and flies to the autonomous region of the Hawks Dynasty next door, "Since the Eastern fairy civilization has recovered hundreds of thousands of years later with the times, we How could the Mayan civilization not recover?"

boom!

The wind howled.

This figure gradually turned into a small elegant gentleman with a western face,

"The Anunnaki who descended from the sky, the ant friend, once ruled the entire earth..."

After crossing the high mountains and ridges, driving the sky at the speed of sound, there were bursts of sonic booms.

"He is in the east, known as Emperor Xia, and created Chinese civilization..." "He is in our west, the god of wisdom, Jiaxia, who created the great Sunflower Dynasty."

"Both of us believe in the civilization of the ancient gods at the same time. Now that they have recovered, it is time for our Mayan civilization to recover in this great era."

Fu Qingjun looked leisurely, "People in the world are ignorant, and have long forgotten the historical glory of Mayan civilization, the battles between angels, demons, feathered serpents, and giant dragons...the first generation of angels, Liana, the demon lord Grace...all kinds of things... What happened hundreds of thousands of years ago is so sad."

...

Hawkes Kingdom Autonomous Region.

Ancient British buildings towered over the land, and in the distance was the Great Church with a white arc dome.

Some nuns came and went, and tall medieval white knights in armor patrolled the streets.

Noble and noble gentlemen with canes walked by talking and laughing with some noble ladies.

In the middle of the night.

In a civilian area, in a red-roofed building.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the bed, reading the book in front of him by the light of a bright yellow light bulb.

The delicate paper has a unique fragrance of ink. It is the latest mythical history just printed by the publishing house, "Chronicle of Mayan Civilization", with the author Nasika on the cover.

Clang, clang!

The dull and heavy sound of the bell tower came from outside the window.

Isaac glanced out the window, and the last light of dusk fell, "Is it already six o'clock in the afternoon? Unexpectedly, I have been reading this book for a whole day."

He stretched himself, lay on his back on the bed, put his hands on his head, and looked at the ceiling.

"How wonderful, according to the latest archaeological history, it is really a magnificent myth! Angel civilization, the prehistoric flood period."

My hair can create a demon kingdom