"This pet was not bought. It was obtained from a mysterious place. I am afraid that it is the only one in the entire Taihuang Mountain cultivation world." Yang Liuqing said.
"Oh..." Ye Youhan said, with a trace of disappointment evident in his eyes.
After hugging her for a while, Ye Youhan returned the little thing to Yang Liuqing. She walked out, probably to do something for Yu Wen Zhouyuan, and to let the people in their family pay attention to the appearance of any new masters.
Nuzhou City.
On the roof of this pavilion, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat on the cloud bed in the room, his eyes closed, breathing evenly, and all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.
He was slightly injured in the battle with the peak powerhouse of the True Emperor in the early stage of the Buddha Sect, and his true energy has not recovered. Just now, he was severely injured by the terrifying power of divine consciousness that hit the sea of consciousness, causing him to be seriously injured.
The sea of consciousness is very important to a monk. Once the sea of consciousness is destroyed, he will also disappear, leaving only a body.
At this time, the true energy in Yuwen Zhouyuan's body was recovering bit by bit, and the sea of consciousness was slowly healing. Every battle would make him gain more understanding of Xin Dong Wuhen, and the true energy in his body would become more pure after fighting.
, just like fighting is a forging process. At the current speed, it may take another day to fully recover.
At noon, the scorching sun shines high, spreading warmth and light to the earth. In the coastal area of Nuzhou City, a cyan pagoda shines with a faint light under the sunlight, making the entire pagoda look more holy.
This pagoda is the landmark building of the headquarters of the Pseudo-Buddhist Sect in the eastern part of the Xiliang Holy Land. At this time, there is an endless stream of believers in this temple, as if the Buddha they believe in can cure all diseases and take away their worries.
With worry, it seems that everything is possible.
The sound of chanting was rippling, and the statue of Buddha in the middle of the Mahavira Hall seemed to be alive, with a little rhythm of life.
In a lobby at the top of the building, a young monk is sitting on a white futon. He is wearing a loose black monk's robe, with a string of rosary beads hanging around his neck. He holds a pair of rosary beads with his left hand and his right hand.
, the silvery white light flows in his eyes, giving people a feeling of compassion and salvation.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and a similarly dressed monk walked in. The only difference from the monk sitting on the futon was that the color of his monk's robe was slightly lighter.
"Great Elder..." The young monk called out respectfully.
The monk sitting on the futon raised his eyes slightly and said without any expression on his face: "What's the matter?"
Although the monk looked extremely young, his voice sounded extremely old, as if he had lived for thousands of years and had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.
"Great Elder, we found out the murderer who killed Elder Xunhai and his group." The young monk said respectfully, with a hint of joy in his voice.
"Oh?" Two silver-white rays of light flashed in the eyes of the great elder. These two silver-white rays of light gave people a sense of peace and tranquility. If anyone saw it, they would not be willing to give up looking at this great elder, because
His eyes seemed to contain everything.
"Great Elder, this is what a murderer looks like." The young man said respectfully. At the same time, a silvery-white light burst out from his hand. This beam of light condensed a figure. This figure was Yu Wen Zhouyuan's.
Look.
"It looks like he is from the Central Sanctuary?" The great elder's eyes showed a solemn look, "Did the monks from the Central Sanctuary enter our Xiliang Sanctuary?"
After a pause, the great elder turned his attention to the young monk and said, "Have you found out the information about this monk from the Central Sanctuary?"
"The investigation is out." The young monk said, straightened his expression, and continued: "Yuwen Zhouyuan, male, the elder of the Renxin Sect at the Zhengxuan Peak of the Taihuang Mountain in the Central Sanctuary, a disciple of the Renxin Sect's leader Han Shicheng...
..”
This young monk recited all the information about Yuwen Zhouyuan as if reciting it. Of course, what he said was basic information. He didn't know anything about some secrets. Monks are not ordinary people. Their whereabouts are secretive.
They are so elusive that it is difficult to trace their whereabouts.
"Since they haven't left yet, it seems that they have something to do. They should continue to monitor Ye Youran's residence. Don't act rashly. If anything happens, report it to me immediately," the great elder said.
"Yes." The young monk said respectfully, and then left.
"There are only two monks in the Central Sanctuary. Even if they are with the Ye family, they can't make much trouble. The most important thing now is the battle with the True Soul Sect." The elder said calmly, and then took it.
He lowered his head to read a Buddhist scripture, and for a moment, his body was enveloped in a faint golden Buddha light.
At night, in a building not far from Nuzhou City, a young man was sitting on the bed, thinking about something while eating the spiritual fruit in his hand.
Suddenly, two cold gleams burst out from his eyes, and he crushed the spiritual fruit in his hand to pieces.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, I will make you pay the price." The young man roared, his eyes full of hatred.
This man was the young man who was forced to kneel on the ground by Yuwen Zhouyuan's powerful momentum, and his kneecap was shattered.
"Ma Changchun, get over here." The young man yelled.
The next moment, a figure appeared in front of the young man. This was a middle-aged man with long fiery red hair. He had a thick beard and a look of respect on his face.
"Master Yide, what can I do for you?" Ma Changchun asked.
"When can I stand up?" Yide asked Ma Changchun.
"Soon." Ma Changchun said.
"I'm asking you for the specific time." Yide asked impatiently.
"I will change the medicine later and I will be able to stand up tomorrow morning." Ma Changchun said respectfully.
"Okay, tomorrow morning, if I can't stand up tomorrow morning, then don't even think about your legs." Yide said with a gloomy face.
"Is there any news from over there?" Yide asked calmly.
"The news just came that the people of the Pseudo-Buddhist Sect have found out that Yuwen Zhouyuan was the murderer of their people. However, the people of the Pseudo-Buddhist Sect have not taken any action. They are just monitoring Ye Youhan of Xiliang Yejia.
As for the seat, this should have something to do with Fairy Xingyue, she has a close relationship with Ye Youhan." Ma Changchun said.
"Fairy Xingyue? Humph, isn't she also the enemy of our True Soul Sect and the Pseudo-Buddhist Sect?" Yide said as if he was a little displeased. After a pause, he said to himself: "Humph, consider this brat Yuwen Zhouyuan.
He has a great destiny, so it seems that we have to find a way to get those people from the Pseudo-Buddhist Sect to take action. Every moment he lives longer, I feel less at ease."
"Master Yide, why don't we kill him ourselves?" Ma Changchun asked curiously.
"Idiot, if we could take action, I would have done it a long time ago. Why don't we wait until now?" Yide cursed in an aura. When he thought of Jian Moran's warning and the chilling look in his eyes last night, he knew that if he
If he really kills Yuwen Zhouyuan, Jian Muran will definitely kill him. He cannot take this risk and can only adopt the plan of borrowing a knife to kill someone.
Ma Changchun was silent. After a while, he suddenly said: "Master Yide, I do have a plan. It can not only kill Yuwen Zhouyuan, but also kill some of the masters of the Buddhist sect?"
Hearing this, Yide's eyes lit up and he turned his attention to Ma Changchun, "Tell me what kind of plan you have. If the plan succeeds, I will give you enough rewards."
"Yes, Master Yide, the plan is like this...first like this...and then like that..." Ma Changchun told Yide the plan he came up with.
once.
After hearing this, Yide's face showed a touch of excitement, and he looked at Ma Changchun with admiration in his eyes, saying: "Yes, this plan is good. This will not only kill the enemy, but also allow me to defeat the enemy."
Your status in the True Soul Sect has risen rapidly. I didn’t expect you to have such a mind. If this plan succeeds, your status will also be improved."
"Thank you, Master Yide. This is all your fault, Master. You gave me inspiration." Ma Changchun silently flattered me.
In this regard, one virtue is very useful. It can be worn a thousand times but flattering cannot be worn. This is an eternal truth.
Nuzhou City is a quiet and cold place at night.
Ye Youhan and Yang Liuqing were sitting on chairs, their expressions a little solemn.
"Sister Yang, how about we kill them quietly?" Ye Youhan looked at Yang Liuqing and said, a faint heroic spirit appeared on her peerless face, as if she was a decisive and decisive queen.
"It's better not to let us figure it out first. They already know where we are, but they haven't taken action. This shows that the other party doesn't want to conflict with us immediately, and there is no need for us to cause that trouble." Yang Liuqing
He said calmly.
"I know all this, but when I think of people from the Pseudo-Buddhist Sect watching us outside, I always feel very unnatural." Ye Youhan said with a slight frown.
"We don't need to worry anymore. Let's wait and see how he handles it after he finishes practicing. His aura has stabilized now, and it shouldn't take long for him to wake up." Yang Liuqing said with a smile.
"That's right." Ye Youhan also smiled softly.
Early the next morning, the morning sun rose with brilliant rays. Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was sitting on the cloud bed, was covered with a layer of faint golden light. At this moment, he seemed to be the God of War coming to the world, majestic.
Suddenly, the space around Yuwen Zhouyuan's body shook slightly, and the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body, as if a river burst its banks, with terrifying power.
This phenomenon lasted for half a stick of incense before the world returned to normal.
After about thirty breaths, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes, and silver light burst out from his eyes. The silver light was also mixed with a sharp edge.
Yuwen Zhouyuan let out a long breath and stood up, his bones making a crisp sound.