After Juexiu said these few words, a huge shit-stirring stick suddenly appeared in the bald monk's mind. This stick stirred and stirred out all the things that had sunk to the bottom of the pool.
"One who rides on a horse."
The more the bald monk thought about it, the more disgusted he became, but with a flash of his eyes, another thought came to his mind, and he immediately said: "I'm reporting that Wang Li of the Xuantian Sect of Yi Lei Mountain must also be an alien."
The two master cultivators couldn't help but forget to glance at each other.
They all felt that the description of the bald monk at the beginning was very appropriate. The bald monk really looked like a shit stirrer.
But a voice immediately came out from the flying saucer, "What kind of alien is it?"
The bald monk said: "I feel like I can control the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder. If this was in the old times, wouldn't it be a weather weapon that controlled a whole world?"
"Controlling the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder?" A voice quickly sounded in the flying saucer, "This is not the level of meteorological weapons, this is the level of system energy. Even when the cultivation world was operating normally at that time, even if the super administrator had the highest authority, he would not be able to control it.
The ability to control the tribulation thunder can form whatever kind of tribulation thunder you want."
"So, is it a monster?" The bald monk chuckled and turned to look at the two masters provocatively, "What do you think of your Milo Dojo? Do you have more data and information for analysis?"
The two top cultivators looked at each other, and then one of the top cultivators spoke solemnly, saying: "We didn't find anything unusual about the person you mentioned before."
"Then why don't you hurry up and investigate." The bald monk suddenly became angry again, "You idiots have investigated me so much. After getting to the bottom of it, it turns out that you, the Three Saints, have granted fiefdoms to people.
You haven't noticed anything wrong, why are you eating and staring at me?"
The two master cultivators felt more and more that this bald monk was a troublemaker, and one of them said seriously: "Your whereabouts are completely different from ordinary aliens. All other aliens, as long as they realize that they are different from ordinary monks, they will behave in a low-key manner.
It's secretive, but you are different, and we can't figure out your purpose and intention at all. According to the information we have, you are very young, and I'm afraid there is someone else behind you who is instigating you."
"That's bullshit." The bald monk sneered: "If it were you, if you knew where a rare treasure was born, wouldn't you rush to pick it up? People die for wealth and birds die for food. This is an eternal truth, especially for
The more we know about the old times, the more we naturally want to get more powerful weapons. If we don’t have many skills, what else do we need to give instructions? We still don’t understand the intention and purpose, and what purpose we want?”
The two master cultivators looked noncommittal, as if they could accept the bald monk's statement, but in any case, the origin of the bald monk was questionable.
The key now is that they also see that the bald monk is definitely not willing to tell them how he got those wild ball fists, nor is he willing to tell them how he got so much knowledge about the old era.
Everyone wants to know someone else's background, but no one wants to reveal their own background. This is an irreconcilable problem.
The bald monk didn't care. He pondered for a while, but wanted to get some useful information from the mouths of these two masters.
He looked at the two master cultivators and asked: "According to what you said, at the beginning of the Taoist war, there were clear judgments among the leaders of so many sects that were now thrown into the Chaos Continent.
How can these people judge this world of cultivation, which is a remnant of the old era or a man-made world? In recent decades, there has been a legend in the Chaos Continent, saying that a Chaos Emperor has emerged in the Chaos Continent, which is enough to threaten the three
Do you have any judgment on the life and death of the saint? Was it the growth of a conscious person at that time, or was it a puppet created by some creator?"
The two master cultivators did not hesitate. One of them said: "This is beyond our scope of authority. We don't understand what you are talking about."
The man's tone was sincere, but the bald monk didn't believe it at all. He snorted coldly and said: "Then the aliens you are talking about include the robot in Wangyou Mountain and the creator. Have you discovered anything? Anyway, you have not discovered anything.
If you say I am a troublemaker, then if you don’t dare to provoke or easily test places and things, why don’t you tell me and let me try it?”
The eyes of the two master cultivators flashed, as if they were not thinking, but as if they were talking to someone in Miluo Dojo from a distance. After a while, another master cultivator said: "The robot at Wangyou Mountain should be the evolved one."
A high-level intelligent robot with wisdom. According to reliable information, it was originally the steward of the Doomsday Ark, but before the Doomsday Ark was actually activated, the World Destruction War broke out. It had nothing to manage, but it created Chen Wangchu.
Such an existence.”
"What you are talking about is not new." The bald monk said disdainfully: "Are there any more useful ones?"
"So far, we have discovered a definite creator signal." Another master cultivator looked at the bald monk and said solemnly: "That creator should have managed the Starry Sky Colosseum before and mastered the most demons and genetic battles.
The survivors of the beast's creator family, the signal comes from Xiaoyuzhou Mingyue Zhai, but it is still unclear whether the source of the signal in Mingyue Zhai is the creator's true body, a clone, or something else."
Hearing such words, the bald monk became solemn.
He now somewhat understands the purpose of Milo Dojo.
Obviously, the Milo Dojo family can't figure out many situations just by trying their best, and if the family tries to make trouble, they stand directly in the open, and become the target of public criticism.
Now, it has completely muddied the pond, allowing many alien species to fight their own way. In this way, as all alien species surface, there will be more and more clues.
But the behavior of Miluo Dojo raised a huge question in his mind. He took a deep breath and looked at the two master practitioners, "What you are doing in Milo Dojo now is completely overturning the table, everyone."
Don’t play any more, but the key point is, what happened to make you feel that the time has come and that it is time for all the truth to come to light?”
The two master cultivators looked at each other, and they didn't know whether they didn't want to answer the question or were not allowed to answer the question. One of the master cultivators just said: "If it is said that the table was overturned, it was not our table.
Juexiu directly used concealed destructive weapons to wipe out the Great Thunder Sound Temple. Since they did this, it means that they felt that there must be a reason to take action in the first place."
A voice suddenly rang out from the flying saucer that had been silent for a long time, "It may be that the Heavenly Network that caused the world-destroying war has arrived in the world."
"Big head!"
The bald monk suddenly felt very uninterested, "It's all just speculation until dawn. How can we find out the truth?"
He then directly raised his fist and said to the flying saucer: "Every time you were one step ahead of me, the treasures you got from other secret realms were ignored, but you have to give me the Wanshou Turtle you got from Wanshou Mountain.
If you give me the Wanshou Turtle, I don’t care who you are, so we can just say goodbye, but if you don’t give it to me, then I can only try to see if I can knock open your flying saucer."
He naturally felt that just wanting the Wanshou Turtle was a huge concession, but just as he finished speaking these few words, there was an unusual sound of "Swish!", and black light flashed outside him, but there were several black Taoist swords.
It condensed from outside his body and slashed directly towards the flying saucer.
"Are you sick on horseback?"
The bald monk almost went crazy. He turned around and looked at the two master cultivators and shouted.
In his opinion, these two masters are really weird among the weird. Now both the man in the flying saucer and himself are very clear that these black Dao swords are the handiwork of those two masters, but these two masters want to
He wanted to use his magic method to deal with the flying saucer, but when everyone knew it, he still wanted to show that he had evolved this sword. There was really something wrong with his brain.
The two master cultivators were silent. The moment the bald monk cursed hysterically, meeting their eyes, the bald monk understood the intentions of the two master cultivators.
As they say, any method that can influence the opponent's mentality is a good method.
Moreover, at this time, the two master practitioners had made up their mind that they could not tell the truth, but fighting could expose more secrets.
So these two masters were determined to force the three parties to fight here.
boom!
As soon as the bald monk thought this, he directly punched those black Dao swords. At the same time, he roared again and said: "These two hackers are really like flies. Do you have any way to deal with these two black flies?"
His voice had just sounded, and dozens of beams of light had already shot out from the top of the flying saucer.
These dozens of beams dispersed instantly, forming a criss-crossing network of light embedded in the void.
However, at this moment, the flying saucer suddenly vibrated, and an urgent electronic sound sounded, "These two people actually directly exposed our coordinates and revealed our coordinate position to the creator!"