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Chapter 163 Strange Monk King Kong

"Where did you get the news about the portal?"

The little white turtle was so cunning that Mu Qing didn't dare to believe everything it said.

"Don't worry about this, Lord Turtle won't lie to you anyway, because Lord Turtle, I also want to find the Immortal Tree!"

When the little white turtle said this, he looked at Mu Qing pleadingly: "Brother, we are now friends of the same camp. Can you let me out?"

This guy looked at the table full of spiritual fruits and his mouth was already watering.

"It's impossible to let you go, just stay here!"

After Mu Qing enlarged and strengthened the field where the little white turtle was trapped, he casually threw it on the table, and then threw a few spiritual fruits into it.

This little thing is too cunning and has a deep grudge against the big black dog. Mu Qing is also worried that something bad will happen if he is released now.

"Boss, are you going to keep this little bastard as a pet?"

The little one jumped in front of the little white turtle and kicked the ball of light back and forth with his claws.

"Little mouse, you humiliate Lord Turtle so much, wait until Lord Turtle goes out to make you look good!"

The little white turtle kept sliding its limbs and looked at the little one angrily.

"Master Dog, he said he wants you to look good!"

The little one kicked the light ball directly to the big black dog.

The big black dog threw it to the green-scaled eagle again, and these guys actually played with turtle ball here.

"Xi'er, I'm going out!"

Mu Qing smiled slightly at Lin Xi, his wings of light flashed behind him, and he rushed out of Lingfeng.

Lin Xi looked at Mu Qing's retreating back, thoughtfully, and couldn't help but look at the green-scaled eagle and said: "Xiao Bi, take me to Xiu'er's place!"

"Yes, sister-in-law!"

The green-scaled eagle immediately spread its wings and soared into the sky.

Lin Xi jumped up, and the little fox turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed onto her shoulder.



Mu Qing's wings of light flickered, looking at the busy figures on the towering mountains below, he couldn't help but sigh: "Taiping Tianfu is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. It has only been a day and so many people have come!"

Thinking of this, Mu Qing couldn't help but look at Taiping Bang.

As he expected, the top spot had changed hands and was taken by a man named King Kong. He, Qu Huan, and Xiang Kui were all demoted one place.

"King Kong? Who is this? Can he kill the formation spirits of the seventh realm and the third level?"

Mu Qing was shocked.

"Amitabha!"

When Mu Qing was confused, a Buddhist chant suddenly sounded in his ears.

He looked up and saw a large, shining golden handprint slapping towards him.

"Um?"

Mu Qing didn't expect that he would be attacked for no reason after he wandered in his mind. He couldn't help but feel angry. He immediately mobilized the demonic energy and concentrated it in his palms.

"Blue Falling Yellow Spring Palm!"

As Mu Qing shouted, a huge energy palm as black as ink faced the golden handprint.

boom!

The two palms collided and immediately set off a huge wave of energy.

Mu Qing took eight steps back, but a young monk walked out steadily from the opposite side.

This man has a handsome face and a strong body. If he returns to secular life, he will definitely be a handsome man with extraordinary appearance.

"Why did the monk sneak up on me?" Mu Qing looked directly at the monk and asked.

"Little Monk King Kong, when he first entered Tianfu, he heard the name of the benefactor and came here to ask for advice!" King Kong replied without wavering in the ancient well, looking straight at Mu Qing.

Looking at his calm look, you would never imagine that he was the ruthless person who suddenly killed him just now.

"I don't want to bully the ancients. They are really cruel and don't talk much!" Mu Qing gritted his teeth.

"Donor Miaozan, the young monk lost this fight!"

What surprised Mu Qing was that King Kong clearly had the upper hand, but he actually said he lost.

"Monk, what do you mean by this?"

Now it was Mu Qing's turn to be confused.

"The young monk's cultivation level is higher than that of the benefactor. He still specializes in ancient physical training. However, the benefactor is good at the dragon-seeking technique. The young monk uses his own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses. If he can't win with one move, he has lost!"

After King Kong finished speaking, he walked away without waiting for Mu Qing to reply.

"What a strange monk!"

Mu Qing smiled. Although the monk attacked him sneakily, he had no murderous intentions and he was too lazy to care.

Whoosh!

Mu Qing flapped his wings fiercely and rushed towards the highest peak in the center of Taiping Mountain.

On top of Lingfeng Peak, Mr. Chunda stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, wondering what he was thinking.

"Mr. Da, Ziyu disciple Mu Qing is asking for a meeting outside the mountain!"

A boy appeared outside the cliff and respectfully saluted Mr. Chun Da.

"This troublemaker still can't calm down after all. Let him come up!" Mr. Chunda said with a smile.

"yes!"

Not long after, Mu Qing, who was like a curious baby, followed the boy to the top of the cliff.

For some reason, Mu Qing felt like he was about to have an epiphany when looking at the back of Mr. Chunda.

"How could it be possible? Mo Ya is a great monk in the Ninth Realm, and I don't even feel this way about him!" Mu Qing wondered inwardly.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze?"

When the boy saw Mu Qing stunned, he couldn't help but remind him.

"Disciple Mu Qing, meet the Palace Master!"

Mu Qing woke up and saluted immediately.

"Good boy, I found you after all!"

Mr. Chunda turned around and sat cross-legged in front of a stone table. He waved to Mu Qing and motioned for him to sit with him. The boy was dumbfounded.

Such an honor has never been enjoyed by even the three elders of Taiping Tianfu!

Mu Qing was a dull boy, so how could he think so much? He was not polite at all and sat directly opposite Mr. Chunda.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Mr. Chunda asked while making tea skillfully.

"Disciple wants to know about Daoxuan Mountain!"

Before such a big shot, Mu Qing knew that it was better to be straightforward.

He had a feeling that Mr. Chunda was definitely not as simple as he seemed.

Perhaps many years ago, he was indeed similar to the Zuo Dao from Tianmo Mountain, but Mu Qing was sure that the current Zuo Dao was not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

"Although Upside Down Mountain is not a big secret, very few people know about it. Why are you asking about this?"

Mr. Chunda looked at the troublemaker in front of him with a puzzled look.

"The master of the palace is joking. Such a spectacle is the best in the mainland. Since you are lucky enough to come to the Holy Mountain, who wouldn't want to pay homage to it!" Mu Qing said, rubbing the back of his head.

"The Hanging Mountain connects the two worlds. The mountain is full of strange things. Anyone who goes up the mountain will be infected with the unknown. In the end, they will either turn into monsters or die unexpectedly. It has been listed as a forbidden area by the temple tens of thousands of years ago. No one is allowed to approach. I

I advise you not to make any crooked ideas!"

Mr. Chunta took a serious look at Mu Qing, trying to see something in his eyes, but all he saw was a layer of fog.

"Don't worry, Palace Master. Disciples have their own sense of proportion. When I saw Palace Master just now, I actually had a sense of enlightenment. Can Palace Master clear up my doubts?"

Mu Qing didn't want to ask too many questions about the upside-down mountain, so he quickly changed the topic to avoid unnecessary complications.

But he didn't know that his casual words frightened Mr. Chunda, because Mr. Chunda was an innate Taoist.

But this secret is only known to him and a few people, not even the other three elders of Zuixian Tower. Mu Qing cannot use this to compliment him.

And so far, there are only two people who can capture the Tao Yun from his body, but they are all old monsters who have practiced for endless years.

Mu Qing is a young man in his early twenties. Although he has a rich heritage and unparalleled combat power, he has not yet entered the middle five realms. How did he capture the Tao charm in him?

"Tell me more specifically!"

Mr. Chunda looked at Mu Qing with a serious face.


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