Everyone looked at the gray-robed old monk who had returned, a little confused.
Isn't this too fast?
The cold sweat on the forehead of the gray-robed old monk named Minghai has not yet dissipated. He faced everyone's gaze and said with a solemn expression: "Wu Ming Jianxian of Huangji Immortal Sect is back..."
"What?!"
After the words fell to the ground, the entire Cangsheng Temple was silent.
The old monk in gray robe looked at Abbot Mingshan, his junior brother, and said slowly: "This person asks you to go there in person so that he can talk about the affairs of Cangsheng Temple and Huangji Immortal Sect..."
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed.
The people present were all powerful beings from 90,000 years ago, and they all knew how powerful Wu Ming Jianxian was.
If Abbot Mingshan is really allowed to go there, he will not know whether he will live or die during this trip!
"My suggestion is not to go."
The gray-robed old monk looked very solemn and stared at the abbot, Master Mingshan.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the gray-robed old monk.
The gray-robed old monk said solemnly: "The reason why he told this person's request truthfully is because he placed a restraint on Lao Na. If Lao Na keeps silent, then this Sword Sage and Martial Ming will definitely come to our Cangsheng Temple.
This is the great calamity of our Cangsheng Temple."
"Now that the restriction has been lifted, I will not let Junior Brother Abbot go to Huangji Immortal Sect."
"Wu Ming Jianxian's move is to humiliate our Cangsheng Temple. If the abbot's junior brother goes there, he will definitely be targeted, and he may even be left in the Emperor's Immortal Sect."
The gray-robed old monk explained the stakes involved.
Everyone looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
"But if I don't go, I'm afraid the Emperor's Immortal Sect won't let me go so easily, Cangsheng Temple."
The long-browed old monk frowned and said this.
The gray-robed old monk said nothing.
This is also a problem that worries him.
For a moment, there was silence in Cangsheng Temple.
After a while, Master Mingshan, the abbot, said slowly: "There is also a plan, that is, Lao Na will go to Zhongxuan Mountain, but he will not go there by means of a great sage, but walk, and declare to the Huangji Immortal Sect that it is me.
Cangsheng Temple’s Journey of Atonement.”
"This... can only relieve an urgent need, but cannot completely solve the matter."
The long-browed old monk sighed.
The gray-robed old monk, on the other hand, understood what Master Mingshan meant and frowned: "Brother Abbot, do you want to use this to delay time while waiting for the powerful men from Cangsheng Temple to come down from the Heavenly Domain?"
Everyone looked at Master Mingshan, the abbot.
Master Mingshan nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I have this intention."
The long-browed old monk sighed and said, "That's all we can do now."
"I just hope that the seniors from Cangsheng Temple can come down from Tianyu soon."
Cangsheng Temple was originally supposed to have four great sages sitting in charge.
The old monk Mingkong from before, as well as the old monk Minghai in gray robes, the abbot Mingshan, and the old monk Changmei.
Among them, the old monk Minghai is the strongest, in the middle stage of Tiandaoxian.
The old monk Mingkong was in the early stage of Tiandaoxian.
As for Mingshan and the old monk with long eyebrows, they are both in the realm of great sages.
Logically speaking, they should not be afraid of a great sage of heaven and earth who corresponds to the sage of heaven and earth, but in their words, that great sage of heaven and earth is Wu Ming, known as the sword sage.
Only people of their generation know the weight of this.
Or, someone from the Huangji Immortal Sect who knows the history of the Huangji Immortal Sect...
Zhongxuan Mountain.
In the main hall of Huangji Immortal Sect.
All the senior officials of Huangji Immortal Sect are here.
They all looked at the old man in black robes and with white hair at the main seat, and their eyes filled with excitement.
"Greetings to the ancestor."
All the senior officials, including Hua Yunchang and the Third Patriarch, saluted the old man.
The old man is none other than Jianxian Wuming.
At this moment, Wu Ming was in a trance when he looked at the descendants who were kneeling on the ground. When he came back to his senses, he glanced at everyone, his eyes fell on Zhou Zihuang, and he said slowly: "Are you the sect leader of this generation?
"
Zhou Zihuang cupped his hands and said, "Junior Zhou Zihuang has met Patriarch Wu Ming."
Wu Ming thought for a while and asked softly: "Who is Zhou Fushan to you?"
Zhou Zihuang said truthfully: "He is the great-grandfather of this younger generation."
Wu Ming nodded slightly and said, "Tell me about the current Huangji Immortal Sect."
Zhou Zihuang was not ambiguous and truthfully told Wu Ming what had happened in the Huangji Immortal Sect over the years.
Wu Ming frowned when he heard this, especially when he heard that the Emperor Immortal Sect was even bullied by a small sect in the Southern Region in the second battle, he was so angry that he was furious.
This makes Hua Yunchang and others feel guilty.
He is the only one who participated in the second battle that year and is still alive today.
Hua Yunchang stepped forward and took the initiative to plead guilty. Wu Ming directly punished Hua Yunchang and asked Hua Yunchang to think about facing the cliff for ten years.
The others tried for Hua Yunchang, but were scolded by Wu Ming and pushed back.
Only Hua Yunchang, who walked out of the hall, realized something was wrong, because he found that the pair of divine eyes he had destroyed in that battle had actually recovered.
Huangtian Divine Eye is back!
Hua Yunchang's eyes filled with tears. He turned around and bowed three times to the main hall, and then went to Siguo Cliff for retreat.
He knew that the glory of Huangji Immortal Sect was coming back!
…………
The back mountain of Huangjixian Sect.
The young man was dressed in a black robe, lying on a big rock, drinking from time to time, and looking into the distance.
Not far away, flags of the God of War were flying.
After a while, an old man in black robes appeared under the banner of the God of War. His hair was white with frost. He looked at the banner of the God of War with his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life, and he couldn't help sighing.
Ninety thousand years is neither long nor short.
Zhou Zihuang told him what happened in these years, and in fact he had already calculated it.
Who can blame all this?
Two Emperors?
Do you dare to blame?
Wu Ming laughed to himself.
Wu Ming glanced at the young man lying on the big rock not far away, ducked and sat next to the young man, and said with a smile: "Your name is Ye Xuan?"
Ye Xuan ignored Wu Ming.
Wu Ming was not surprised. He looked at the flags of the God of War flying and sighed: "In the past, when our Emperor's Immortal Sect was at its peak, the Grandmaster went out to fight here with Demon Hongyuan, Sword Emperor Xuanyuan and his ten great generals.
What a scenery that is.”
"Although it is far less glorious than it was back then, the Emperor's Immortal Sect is here and no one is allowed to invade it!"
When Wu Ming said this, his whole body was full of sword energy, like a long dragon roaring violently, which was extremely terrifying.
"Where are the two emperors from 90,000 years ago?"
Ye Xuan spoke calmly.
The sword intent beside Wu Ming suddenly released.
Ye Xuan ignored Wu Ming's emotional changes and said calmly: "Don't talk about the threat of the five emperors and immortal sects from the five regions of Daozhou 90,000 years ago. In fact, they all understand that the two emperors are the culprits."
"Do you dare to draw your sword against the two emperors?"
Ye Xuan turned to look at the old man known as the Sword Sage.
Wu Ming stared at the young man who was known as the leader of the Emperor's Immortal Sect's resurgence in recent years and remained silent.