The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 422

Xi Yiyun kept coughing blood and his eyes were full of horror. He thought who this person was and could shake his heart foundation with one word.

The skin on the face is smooth and looks very young, but there are some muscles and veins protruding under the skin. It looks like a tree and extends upward, and finally protrudes above the forehead to form two finger long horns... It is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary Zhongzhou sect disciple!

Seeing the two horns, Xi Yiyun and other people in the quiet garden thought of a possibility at the same time, but thought it was too impossible!

The sea crossing monk is the chief of the law Hall of Guocheng temple. He is the No. 4 or No. 5 figure in the temple. He is the highest person present in both realm and generation. He waved his monk's sleeve and rolled Xi Yiyun to his side. Looking at the strange man of Zhongzhou school, his eyes were full of shock and uncertainty. He asked, "who dare you ask?"

"Since you don't dare to call me by my name, continue to act as if you don't know who I am."

The man snorted coldly and said, "with the balance, all things have spirit. You can call me spirit."

Hearing this name, the people in Jingyuan no longer had any luck. They knew that it was the one who came, and their eyes were full of horror.

But his pronunciation is slightly different. How can people not guess his identity?

The sea crossing monk, the great chang monk, the Duke of Lu and others hurried forward to salute. They were extremely respectful.

Qilin is a mountain god beast of Zhongzhou sect. His magic power is amazing. He has lived for tens of thousands of years since ancient times. Looking at the sky facing mainland, only Yuangui of Qingshan may live longer than him. Not to mention these people present, even some elders in the hidden peak of Qingshan and the back valley of Yunmeng are his descendants.

Zhuo rusui looked down at the futon in front of the small stone tower. He didn't look up or salute. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The sea crossing monk bowed and said, "I don't know... Mr. Qi appeared in the world today. What advice do you have?"

Qi Ling said indifferently, "I'm looking for someone."

The sea crossing monk looked slightly different and said, "who?"

The people in the quiet garden were also surprised and thought, who in the world is worthy of this special trip from Yunmeng Mountain?

Qi Ling suddenly shouted, "well nine! Come out! "

The sound was like a landslide, the wind was blowing in the quiet garden, and the white flags were flying, as if they would crack into countless pieces at any time. The smoke and dust were shaken out from the cracks of the stone slab, which wanted to be charming.

A moment later, the echo of the violent drink gradually disappeared, the smoke and dust fell again, and there was nothing else.

Qi Ling was silent for a moment, turned to Zhuo rusui and said, "where is he?"

Zhuo rusui looked down at the dust evenly scattered on the ground. It seemed calm. In fact, he was shocked. His clothes on his back had been wet with cold sweat.

Qi Ling's two lines of sight, as if they were real blades, directly cut into his road tree.

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

Zhuo rusui said listlessly, "old Sir, you have to go to green hill to find my little martial uncle. This is Guocheng temple."

Qi Ling stopped paying attention to him, and Han Sheng said, "well nine is learning Buddhism here. Has he become a turtle? Of course, your ancestors of the green mountain sect are a turtle... "

Zhuo rusui turned his mouth and thought that if he couldn't fight, he would stab you two swords at this time. Otherwise, what's the face to see Lord Yuangui after returning to Tianguang peak?

Duke Lu wanted to stand up and say a few words, but under the pressure of the ancient beast, he even had difficulty breathing. Where could he open his mouth?

Qi Ling's voice gradually became violent and said, "if you don't come out again, I'll tear down the garden and the broken temple!"

The sea crossing monk couldn't listen any more. He took a step forward under the pressure and sighed, "old Sir, if so, I have to put a big array in Guocheng temple."

The cultivation sects in Chaotian mainland have their own details. Of course, there will be a powerful mountain gate array.

Qi Ling glanced at him and said, "little monk, do you think that array can trap me?"

The sea crossing monk smiled bitterly and said, "I hope I can trap the old man for three days. If I want to come, Zen can come back from the snow field."

Obviously, it should be a threat, but it seems very helpless when it comes out of the monk's mouth.

Guocheng temple really has little experience of fighting with people, not to mention facing such a big thing today.

Moreover, the Kirin beast of Zhongzhou school used to be friends with Zen ancestors, and Guocheng temple also got its help in building the temple. How can Guocheng Temple do its best?

Hearing the hidden meaning in this sentence, Qi Ling said with a slight look: "this is a matter between me and Qingshan sect. Don't interfere."

The sea crossing monk sighed and advised, "can you wait until the sacrificial tower is over for the sake of the former Emperor?"

"The king's court has always been filial to me. If it's normal, it's OK to let it go for the time being, but not today."

Qi Ling's eyes fell deep in the quiet garden, revealing an air that could not be rejected.

He chose to attack today for his own reasons.

The time before Jingjiu finally refined immortal books is the most prone to problems. If disturbed, it is likely that all previous efforts will be wasted.