Chapter 743 The Return of the Gods 27
There is a difference between breaking a seal and actively unlocking a seal.
The former will consume the monster's spiritual power. When Feng Zui breaks the seal, he is at his weakest, and they barely have the confidence to kill him.
But the latter...
The leader of Qingyun Sect sighed heavily and patted his shoulder.
"Qiu Tang, don't worry, we will avenge Luan'er."
Even though they had guessed this result a long time ago, Qiu Tang still couldn't accept it. Lan Xiu and the others looked lonely, and their hearts ached when they thought of that cold figure.
As Quan Jiu's master, Wan Chaolin had the most say. He looked heartbroken and looked more than ten years older.
"I will prepare Luan'er's funeral after we kill the monster."
The scene became quiet again.
Liu Yao stood in the corner, looking at the sad and upset people, with a slight smile on her lips.
So what if you are strong?
Isn't it still a short-lived ghost?
She stared at the sorrow on Wan Chaolin's face, and the smile on her lips widened. At this moment, she noticed something flickering in Wan Chaolin's arms. The girl whispered a reminder:
"Uncle Master, your sound transmission stone is lighting up."
Wan Chaolin lowered his head and saw the voice stone in his arms flashing with warm yellow light. He connected the voice stone and said hesitantly.
"...Palace Master?"
"Where is it?"
In the low and cold tone and the simple two words, Wan Chaolin inexplicably heard a sense of urgency as if a storm was about to come.
He honestly told the address, but the voice transmission stone was immediately hung up.
The Xuannv Sect leader was curious: "Doesn't this Palace Master never take care of things?"
They all assumed that he was traveling around the world.
Wan Chaolin's eyes were filled with anxiety that no one could understand: "I didn't care before..."
But later...
well.
He had just finished sighing when a strong wind blew outside the window. The tightly closed door was blown open with a "bang" and bounced heavily against the door panel. There was another loud bang, and the person who was hit made his heart skip a beat.
A strong wind swept in, and the bead curtains in the house crashed everywhere. The strong wind blew everyone's skirts away. Liu Yao was closest to the door, and her whole body felt weightless. She hugged the pillar beside her to avoid being blown away.
A white figure walked out from the howling wind. The person had cold eyes and eyebrows, his skirt and hair were not messy at all, and his pair of amber pupils were frighteningly calm, and they fell directly on Wan Chaolin.
After finally seeing the person clearly, Wan Chaolin exclaimed:
"Lord Hall Master?"
The leaders of the major hidden families were all shocked. They did not expect that the man who was rumored to be closest to the true God would be so young and handsome.
The strong wind finally died down, but Qiu Heyun dared not breathe. The pressure from the other party made even this immortal cultivator who had reached the perfection of the Mahayana stage feel suffocated.
"Where is she?"
The first words the man said left everyone except Wan Chaolin confused.
Wan Chaolin was worried: "Black Wind Valley."
The man in white robe said without hesitation: "Open the valley."
Wan Chaolin's idea was confirmed, but he was not happy at all. He was surprised at the palace master's high hopes for Shen Luan, but he did not want to go against his original intention and make an enemy of the world.
“Palace Master, this is not the time to unseal… Ugh!!”
Before he could finish his words, his throat was pinched by a pair of invisible big hands. His face turned red and he felt a strong sense of suffocation.
“Palace Master!!”
Liu Yao and several elders hurried forward, their expressions shocked and anxious.
There was no warmth in the man's amber eyes. Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, his tone was calm and forceful.
"Why do you think the temple exists?"
Wan Chaolin's throat was strangled and he couldn't speak, but his eyes suddenly widened!
“Hmm…?!”
God loves the world, doesn’t the temple exist for the benefit of all people in the world?
The man with cold eyebrows tightened his fingers. Not far away, Wan Chaolin's face turned from red to purple, as if he would suffocate in the next second.
"If she dies, there's no need for the temple to exist."
He spoke slowly, his tone indifferent and calm, but no one dared to doubt the truthfulness of his words.
“Cough cough cough…”
Wan Chaolin knelt on the ground, coughing heart-wrenchingly, but he couldn't suppress the crazy shock in his heart.
Unprecedented horror enveloped him, penetrating every pore. The man's words echoed around him like a demonic voice, making him tremble all over...
——Why do you think the temple exists?
——If she died, there would be no need for the temple to exist.
As the temple's most loyal believer, he had never doubted the reason for the temple's existence. But now, the temple's founder told him personally that the temple had always existed for just one person...
This is how faith collapses.
Wan Chaolin wasn't the only one who couldn't recover.
As the elder with the highest cultivation level in the temple, Wan Chaolin had already entered the tribulation period ten years ago and touched the ceiling of becoming a god.
But even such a genius who was only one step away from becoming a god had no power of resistance at all under the hands of the temple master.
The huge stone in Qiu Zhongkui's heart kept sinking. Is the man in front of him really only at the Tribulation Crossing Stage?
"The day after tomorrow, the harvest will begin on time."
The Palace Master didn't look at anyone again, threw down these words, and disappeared on the spot.
………
Xiao Jue looked at the man who exuded coldness and inexplicably felt that he was angry.
"Master, didn't you say that Miss Shen is blessed with great fortune and no one in this world can hurt her?"
He Qingsui stared at the misty Black Wind Valley, his lips tightly pursed, his amber eyes filled with a complex expression that others could not understand:
“Others can’t, but he can.”
Xiaojue has a lot of questions.
Is he referring to the sealed big devil?
"But if the seal is broken, won't the world be in chaos?"
He was originally a guqin that He Qingsui often played. After staying with him for a long time, he became spiritual and turned into a human body. He had been in contact with ordinary people since he was a child, so naturally he did not want the people to suffer.
He Qingsui lowered his eyes and remained silent.
So what?
Three thousand years ago, he failed to protect her. This time, even if he had to bear the world's infamy, he would never let her get hurt again.
He Qingsui: "Anyone can go to this Black Wind Valley, except her."
Feng Zui can let everyone in the world go, but he won't let her go.
Xiao Jue was stunned: "Why?"
This time, He Qingsui did not speak again.
………
Quan Jiu searched for the exit for three days but couldn't find it, and was completely defeated.
She returned to the cold pond dejectedly, and there was no surprise in Fengzui's eyes.
Quan Jiu remained alert, standing a full twenty meters away from him. Looking at the man who hadn't even changed his position, she sat down cross-legged and threw a stone in his direction.
"Hey, stinky monk, how about we make a truce and a deal?"
Feng Zui sneered: "Nothing."
Quan Jiu: "You don't want to go out?"
Feng Zui looked at her, his eyes as sharp as a sword:
"If you had a way to get out, would you still be sitting here?"
Quan Jiu: “…”
It’s really hard to fool people.
"One plus one is greater than two. What if the two of us come together and find a way to break the seal?"
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