The second thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters Ye Hua divides the soul
"Old man Yehua, you actually left a part of your soul here to protect you."
A sound of rage came out of Sansha Holy Lord's body as he stopped. At the same time, a ferocious aura suddenly filled the air from his body.
Facing the fair-faced young monk who appeared, the usually calm face of Sansha Saint immediately became fierce, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant.
"Are you Ye Hua? The fifth most powerful ancestor after the founding of the Xianshan Sect? I never thought that you could leave a separate soul here and evade that person's search."
Looking at the young monk in white robes and jade-faced face in front of her, Holy Lord Yinluo stood in the distance, with a frightened look on his gorgeous face. It seemed that she was also very afraid of the young man in front of her.
At this time, Mo Tian and the nameless old man standing in the distance were shaken at the same time, and their expressions showed completely different colors.
Motian's face showed a solemn look, his eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something rapidly.
But the nameless old man's expression suddenly became happy, as if he didn't have any hostility towards the monk from the Immortal Mountain Sect who had appeared.
"Although those two fellow Taoists have the aura that only monks from the upper world can have, I am very unfamiliar with them. I don't know how to call them. Are you willing to tell Ye Hua something?"
The young monk did not answer the words of Sansha Holy Master and Yinluo Holy Master. Instead, he glanced at Qin Fengming and Ke Xingxin, and then looked at Mo Tian and Na Mo standing in the distance.
The nameless old man said with a flash of light in his eyes.
"I, Motian, am a person from the Holy Realm."
Mo Tian, who has always been ruthless, faced the young monk in front of him. Although his expression showed no sign of kindness, he still told his origins without hesitation.
"Senior Ye and junior Gu Changtian are actually a Mahayana monk from the Tianling Sect. This time they were entrusted by the sect to venture into the lower realms just for seniors." The unknown old man moved and came to the fair-skinned young man.
Tens of feet in front of him, he bowed and said this.
As he spoke, he opened his mouth, a flash of light appeared, and a jade sign flashing with colorful rays of light appeared on the spot. In a flash, it floated in front of the fair-skinned young man.
"Yes, it is indeed a token of the ancestor of Tianling Sect. I had an irreversible friendship with Taoist Fellow Mu Bai of your sect. This time, Fellow Taoist clone came here. Could it be that Fellow Taoist Mu Bai ordered it?"
The fair-skinned young man looked at the jade token in his hand, with no strange expression on his face. With a wave of his hand, he handed the jade token back to the old man. His eyes flashed, his lips moved slightly, and he secretly asked.
"Senior Ye is half right. It is said that ancestor Mu Bai was injured by the law during the war between the three realms. Although he was later repaired by secret methods, he still died tens of thousands of years later during the catastrophe of the era.
This junior came here because the sect saw the letter left by the senior in a cave where ancestor Mu Bai lived. Therefore, the sect spent tens of thousands of years and sent dozens of monks.
I went down to the human world to look for this fairy mountain realm, but I never thought that I would be encountered by younger generations in the human world here."
Gu Tianchang didn't hesitate at all and explained via voicemail.
"It turns out that fellow Taoist Mu Bai has passed away. It's such a pity. He has never cultivated clones, and I don't think he has any clone souls left. In order to find me, it's hard for your Tianling Sect to pay such a high price. How many people have been disappointed?
Ten Taoist avatars ventured to the lower realm. Well, since you and I have met, we will wait for these intruders to be dispatched, and then you and I will make long-term plans."
Of course, the young man surnamed Bai knew the importance of the information he conveyed. As the Supreme Ancestor of the Tianling Sect, he naturally would not casually tell some low-level monks about the matter. The person who was sent to the lower world must be from the Tianling Sect.
The clone of a monk in the Xuanling realm.
The fair-skinned young man had plotted against the Sansha Saint and left a letter to Mu Bai of the Tianling Sect. First, because the relationship between the two was irreversible and it was worthy for him to inform him about his affairs. The second reason was that he was worried that his separated soul would always be trapped.
Zhentian Palace, but there is no period of awakening.
Of course, the book he left behind involves a huge matter. As long as it is known to others, there is no need to worry about no one coming to find out.
At this time, it seems that his back-up plan has really worked as it should.
Otherwise, based on his friendship with Mu Bai, even if the Tianling Sect knew about the existence of split souls, naturally no one would be willing to risk a narrow escape from the upper world to the human world, and enter the dangerous secret realm of the fairy mountain to rescue him.
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After the two people had finished transmitting messages, the fair-skinned young man looked at Sansha Holy Lord, Yinluo Holy Lord, and Motian again. His expression was still calm, and he smiled at the three of them and said:
"Three fellow Taoists, I am able to wake up from my long sleep this time, thanks to a few of you who led the crowd to break the restrictions and disturb the Red Dragon Sword. Without your efforts, I would have had to wait for thousands of years if I wanted to wake up.
.Therefore, I don’t want to embarrass you. As long as these fellow Taoists swear a solemn oath not to tell others about this place in the future and not to plan for this secret place, I will let them go. I don’t know what the three fellow Taoists want.
How about next?”
Although the words of the fair-skinned young man were calm, there was a strong sense of threat in them. It was as if the three powerful powers in front of him were already under his control.
As for Qin Fengming and the other four, the fair-skinned young man ignored them. He seemed to regard the four and dozens of other great monks as dead people.
"Hahaha, old man Yehua, if you hadn't used deceit to lure this Holy Lord into the secret realm of the Immortal Mountain, you would have been completely killed by this Holy Lord, and why would you have left your fragmented soul behind.
Although you still have the advantageous situation at this time, do you still think that you can defeat this Holy Lord?"
The two of them had fought a battle before. Although Yehua had many tricks, he was still no match for the Sansha Holy Lord. After being injured with one blow, Yehua lured him to the fairy mountain.
Sansha Shengzun, who had finally escaped, had long been extremely angry with Yehua. How could he listen to his words? He sneered again and again, and his expression became even more ferocious.
"Giggle, fellow Taoist Ye stayed here for the sake of this soul in the hope of recovering his cultivation. Of course, I have no objection to this. As long as fellow Taoist Ye can hand over the Chaos Spirit Treasure to me, I can keep this place a secret."
There is no difficulty. I wonder what your Taoist friend Ye thinks?"
Looking at Ye Hua and the nine transformed infant peak puppets beside him, Holy Lord Yin Luo showed off his gorgeous face, and a burst of laughter rang out. Not only did he not agree to Ye Hua's words, but he even asked for the piece of chaos.
Get up spiritually.
Mo Tian snorted coldly and did not reply, but his expression told Ye Hua that he did not agree with Ye Hua's words at all.
"It's too early for the three fellow Taoists to draw conclusions. Once I kill the others, it won't be too late for them to reply."
Yehua seemed to have known the three people's intentions for a long time, and was not annoyed at all by the three people's rejection.
As he was speaking, his fingers were tapped in the air, and with a slight movement of his lips, magic spells were spit out. With the pinch of his fingers, magic spells were shot out.
In an instant, a flash of red light was seen in the distance, and a scream was heard immediately.