Ling Xuehuang's words had some high-sounding meaning. With such a treasure, who among those who practice cultivation would not want to possess it for themselves, just to take a look? But who would believe this if he told others?
The old monk smiled and said, "Donor Ling is indeed a Confucianist. The books of the sages are indeed not read in vain."
It sounded like a compliment, but there was a hint of thorn in it. Ling Xuehuang didn't care. "Buddhism advocates compassion. I think it's just a look, it won't cost you your life!"
This counterattack is clever and every word is precious!
Qin Tian added, "Brother Ling, what are you talking about? I see that this divine monk has a kind face and must be a true Buddhist. Brother Ling's worries are unnecessary."
The old monk: “…”
Xuan Xin, “…”
Ling Xuehuang's words were frustrating enough in themselves, and Qin Tian's finishing blow was just in time.
After all, the old monk had been in the martial arts world for decades, and he no longer showed his emotions. He smiled slightly and said, "Let's not talk about joking. There are countless treasures in this world, and those who are destined to possess them will possess them."
However, we still need to wait three days for the Ancient Cloud Pond to appear. Now, no matter how high your cultivation level is, it will be difficult to find it."
"Three days?" Ling Xuehuang was slightly stunned and asked in confusion, "Why three days?"
The old monk smiled and said, "We have to wait until the full moon. I have lived in the mountains for many years before I discovered this pattern.
The Yungu Pond only appears on the night of the fifteenth full moon, every three years, for a period of only three hours. Once this time has passed, even a Daluo immortal will be unable to find its entrance.
I have searched for the answer many times, but to no avail for many years."
Hearing the old monk's words, Qin Tian's eyes focused. This so-called Yungu Pond felt a bit like the Tianling Pond in the divine realm!
"In that case, we have to wait for three days." Ling Xuehuang said slowly, glancing at Qin Tian as he spoke.
Qin Tian continued, "Then come visit again in three days."
The old monk smiled and said, "It's okay. Since the two of you can come to my Chanyun Temple, it is a great fate!
If you two benefactors don't mind, you can stay at the temple. I can cook a few of my favorite vegetarian dishes for you to enjoy."
Qin Tian replied, "Then it would be disrespectful to refuse."
Seeing Qin Tian agree so readily, the old monk's eyes showed some surprise, but he hid it very well. "That's great. So, let Xuanxin take you two to see the room. The conditions are a bit simple, so please bear with me!"
"It's okay." Qin Tian said lightly.
Ling Xuehuang thanked him politely, and then, led by Xuanxin, the two went to the guest room prepared for them.
Xuanxin did not stay long. After giving a few instructions, he left and returned to the hall.
Qin Tian and Ling Xuehuang sat in the room and talked, "Mr. Qin, I think that old monk is definitely not as simple as he seems.
Although I couldn't sense his cultivation, my intuition told me that it was just an illusion."
Hearing Ling Xuehuang's words, Qin Tian poured a cup of tea and said, "You are right. The Nine Dragons Plan has been set up for many years. At that time, Xuan Xin was not qualified to practice the Dragon Elephant Divine Art.
You can't set up the formation just to wait for Xuanxin to use it! A few years may not seem like a long time, but there are too many variables.
It's true that Buddhism values the Mysterious Heart, but it's absolutely impossible to spend such a huge amount of money to set up the Nine Dragons Plan several years in advance."
"So, it is that old monk who is practicing. He is most likely the so-called abbot Tianlong who passed away." Ling Xuehuang said in surprise.
At this moment, he really couldn't think of any other possibility except this.
"Maybe!" Qin Tian just said lightly. Suspicion alone is useless, and evidence is needed!
"Mr. Qin, do you still remember the crazy monk we met? The one who quarreled with the innkeeper. Although he had a foul smell, there was also some fragrance on his body, just like the fragrance in the hall just now." Ling Xuehuang continued.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "If there is no connection, it would be really strange. That fragrance is extremely unique, not everyone can have it."
Ling Xuehuang nodded. "Actually, we shouldn't live in this temple. If we do that, we'll always be under other people's eyes."
Qin Tian smiled and said, "Really? It's just mutual. Just live peacefully. As for the rest, we will know the answer in three days."
…
At this moment, what Qin Tian didn’t know was that something big was happening in the Demon Sect.
The Demon Sect's mountain gate was directly blown to pieces, and Long Wudi broke into the Demon Sect's mountain gate. If Baili Jing had not given the order in time not to resist, the Demon Sect would have been in a river of blood by now.
"Where is Qin Tian? Call Qin Tian out!" Long Wudi stood in front of the Temple of Gods and Demons and shouted angrily in a cold voice.
Baili Jing and the others walked out of the hall. Baili Jing replied, "The Sect Master went to Dunhuang City and is not in the Demon Sect."
Long Wudi frowned slightly, his eyes fixed, "He went to Dunhuang City? Who allowed him to go? Since he's not here, fine, then I'll slaughter your Demon Sect as some of the profit from Qin Tian's annihilation of my Long family."
After he finished speaking, he didn't give anyone a chance to speak. With the magic bow in his hand, he was ready to kill.
The voice of the Immortal Demon God rang out at this moment, "Long Wudi, when Ling Tian Sect Master was in power, you didn't dare to be so arrogant. Others revered you as the third most powerful person in the world, but you should know the truth behind this.
Long Wudi, is there anyone who can bully me, the Demon Sect?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge sword condensed from his true essence came out from the Temple of Gods and Demons. This single sword was extremely powerful and domineering. Long Wudi hurriedly resisted it. With this single sword strike, Long Wudi retreated from the Demon Sect.
With one sword he defeated Long Wudi. The immortal demon god is still as strong as ever!
Such a scene made the blood of the Demon Sect surge, and they shouted in unison, "Magnificent! Our Demon Sect!"
"Magnificent! My Demon Sect!"
Seeing Long Wudi retreat, Baili Jing and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This third strongest man in the world really did not get his reputation for nothing. Fortunately, the Demon Sect had the Immortal Demon God in charge, otherwise, the Demon Sect would have been destroyed again today.
At the foot of the Demon Sect Mountain, Long Wudi looked at the God and Demon Palace and snorted coldly, "You still have some strength. Wait until I kill that Qin Tian, then I'll come back to deal with you."
After saying this, he turned and left. In the Temple of Gods and Demons, the Immortal Demon God breathed a sigh of relief as he felt Long Wudi's aura gradually fading away.
If we really fight with Long Wudi, it is hard to say whether we can win. The most important thing is that the Demon Sect will no longer exist.
Although he and Long Wudi are both powerful people of the same level, the gap between them is really not small.
The fact that Long Wudi can retreat is the best thing for the Demon Sect.
At the same time, the people from various factions who were secretly watching the Demon Sect were also shocked. The Demon Sect was indeed dead but not stiff. There was actually someone who could force Long Wudi to retreat with a single sword. It could only be the Demon God who could do that.
Everyone couldn't help but secretly feel fortunate that they didn't rashly attack the Demon Sect, otherwise with the two demon gods in charge, they would naturally suffer heavy losses.
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