"Visual eyes eat food, let me know for myself, I have been kind to the rules, and it is never too late to be wise."

"Tianyuan trail, don't hesitate to forget Ning, the co-leader is happy but short, Hurun forgets."

"Dang~~~"

A crisp little bell sounds as the end of the French text and the chanting ends.

Many monks in front of the hall stood up one after another, put their hands together, paid their respects, and then left their seats and went out.

"Master, I seem to have heard that the Joy Sect in the Piluo Desert has made new progress recently."

The weather outside is as hot as a furnace, making the air slightly distorted by steam.

An old novice monk came and reported to a red-faced tutu with a solemn appearance.

This red-faced tutu has a round face, big ears, a straight nose and a square mouth. His face is full of unshaven beards. A string of walnut-sized sandalwood beads hangs around his neck. He is extremely muscular.

He opened his eyes and saw that everyone outside was about to leave, and then he put down the rosary in his hand.

"I asked you to secretly collect Happy Buddha statues. How is the progress now?"

"Uh...this..."

The old novice hesitated and looked timid.

When the red-faced Toutuo took a look, how could he not know that these people had nothing to achieve?

"Bang!!!"

The pillars in the vestibule next to him were shaking violently. The old novice was vomiting blood and feeling weak. He held his chest and tried to cough but couldn't.

"waste!"

The roar echoed in the lobby, causing prayer flags to flutter and red and white silk threads to dance.

"I have been here for so many years, and I have gained so much territory for your temple and robbed so many believers. Is this how you repay me?"

At this time, another old monk walked in from outside the hall, smiled and asked what happened.

"I just came back and heard that the master was angry. I don't know how the monks in the temple annoyed the master. You might as well calm down and sit down and talk to me."

The red-faced Tutu wanted to vent his anger, but suddenly saw the abbot coming back from the temple, and instantly changed his appearance and greeted him with a smile.

After all, the other party was in the late Jindan period and was famous near the desert. He was also a murderer without batting an eyelid. Later, he established Jizhao Temple and gradually became less popular.

The purpose of his trip was to follow his master's order to come to the Piluo Desert to make arrangements in advance to find and collect the power of incense.

That's why he temporarily took up residence in Jizhao Temple and acted in secret, concealing his actions from others.

He was upset when he thought that after all these years since he came here from the Song Dynasty, he still could not produce decent results.

"Oh, this is not that matter. I am in urgent need of help, but..."

"Hahaha, it is indeed difficult to collect what the master wants. After all, it is something that is strictly prohibited from being spread by various sects of the Huanxi Sect."

The Huanxi Sect is the largest family, occupying a vast desert, and is divided into different sects according to different doctrinal concepts. Each sect has varying strengths and profound foundations, and even has Nascent Soul Stage monks sitting in charge!

The abbot walked in step by step and waved for the old novice to go down.

When no one was around, they sat on opposite sides.

"It is difficult to obtain the Happy Buddha statue. We cannot blame him for this. We secretly bribed the insider of the Tantric Zen Sect to steal the Buddha statue. He was publicly executed not long ago. The death was so tragic that it shocked many people."

"In addition, Jinglian, the layman who caused the riots in the Viluo Desert, is said to have come back recently! This has caused tension among all the sects."

"There are also people from the Black Lotus Sect who are also collecting people everywhere. Our Jizhao'an Temple is small and weak, and we really can't compete with those gangs of thugs."

"Master, the master behind you, what exactly do you want to do with the Huanxi Buddha statue? He has to offend the Huanxi Sect and the Black Lotus Sect at the same time..."

The red-faced Tutu cursed in his mind, how did he know?

Ever since he was captured by that little girl in Yinchuanfang City, he has been tortured and driven in every possible way, and has been on the road.

If I had known, he would have fled during the Great Song Dynasty's war between good and evil!

Following that boy and the skeleton, even though they were being ordered around all day long, they were not acting like cows and horses!

What he has always wondered is why these two men and women are so interested in the Happy Buddha statue?

...

"My lord, we found it!"

In a bronze hall deep in the mountains, a green will-o'-the-wisp burned brightly, reflecting in a pair of clear eyes.

The fire in the alchemy furnace gradually extinguished, the furnace lid rolled for a while, and a fragrance suddenly spread.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

You can hear that the elixir inside is struggling wildly and hitting everywhere. It has just been made and is ready to escape!

This spiritual elixir, which also knows how to survive on its own, is definitely a true fifth-level elixir that surpasses the fourth-level elixir!

"Okay, okay, don't be naughty. You've damaged yourself and you have to repair it. Why bother?"

A woman in a goose shirt raised her hand, and a round and round elixir inside was taken into her hand. She glanced at the middle-aged man who was kneeling to report.

"Protector Yang, get up and speak."

The middle-aged man below swallowed his saliva and did not dare to look at the woman's beautiful face. He just stood up and lowered his head deeply.

"Your Majesty, I finally found out the news about the ancestor of Honglian who lived ten thousand years ago!"

"It is said that this great master of the demon race seems to be trapped in the Luosong Mountains and within the red maple forest."

"The Red Maple Forest Sea is a secret realm of vegetation jointly managed by the White Centipede Demon King, the Tapir Demon King, and the Lan Shu Demon King of the Luosong Demon Clan. It cannot be opened under normal circumstances. Several waves of people tried our best to not open it.

Come in."

"Look..."

The woman in the goose shirt held her chin and thought quietly, like an innocent girl, which was incompatible with the gloomy atmosphere of the Will-O-Wisp Hall.

Protector Yang wanted to see it but didn't dare. He was so nervous that his whole body was shaking.

a long time.

"I understand. I will go there in person in a while, so you don't have to worry about it."

"yes!"

"Oh, yes, and the person you asked to check, Jiazi, appeared in the Song Dynasty before, but then disappeared without a trace. Is there any news now?"

"Your Majesty, we recently found several people with the same name and similar names from the internal sources of Zixiao Sect and Qianyun Pavilion. After all, those two sects are also sparing no effort to find that person, and found..."

"What did you find?"

The woman in the goose shirt was dissatisfied with him for always hesitating, and her face instantly turned cold!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Protector Yang was so frightened that he quickly reported it.

"I found out that this person has many identities, and his experiences before and after are like a dream, and many of them don't even match his identity. It is simply unbelievable to connect them from beginning to end."

"I don't want to hear all that nonsense, so I just want to ask if you have found the person?"

"Currently there are several suspicions, including the currently most controversial Zixiao Sect Lei Fengzi, as well as the Flame Mountain, Qixia Valley, Shuyung Pavilion, Xun Gu Sect..."

He found people with the same name in these places, as well as various similarities, and reported their origins and experiences one by one for the woman in the goose shirt to select.

"Lei Fengzi doesn't need to pay attention to it. It's just a cover. For other places, you can send people to investigate in detail. When I come back from Honglian Ancestor, I will naturally identify it myself!"

"yes!"

...

Chu State, Shulongtan.

The two major sects, Yuan Mo Sect and Huang Quan Sect, are gathered here and are at war with each other!

As the owner of this place, Our Lady of the Nascent Soul stage, Zhang Cheng, is currently controlling the entire audience with her voice!

"Yuan Mo Sect, you are indeed powerful, but my beloved disciple was killed by Zicheng Qian. This matter cannot be left alone!"

"Blood debt must be paid with blood, and every injustice has its owner! Either you hand him over, or you take the responsibility for him!"

"I have lived for most of my life, and I have never been afraid of anyone!"

The Yuanyingqi elders of the Huangquan Sect also stood up to support the movement and wrote sonorous lyrics that were very convincing.

"Zicheng Qian has a deep evil nature. He killed so many Jindan masters in the Demonic Valley of Sinking, Princess Lianjing who was under the knee of Mother Zhangcheng, and Prince Jingchen, the heir of our sect. If the Yuanmo Sect doesn't give everyone an explanation, I'm afraid no matter what It can’t be justified no matter what.”

Under the leadership of Huangquan Sect, several large forces below agreed and responded.

Although these sects are not as powerful as the two top sects, each family has at least Nascent Soul level combat power, and together they can also have quite a momentum!

The Yuan Yingqi elders of Yuan Mo Sect knew very well that Zicheng Qian had aroused public anger this time, and he could not save him even if he wanted to.

He quickly reached out his hand to appease everyone:

"Everyone, this traitor Zicheng Qian has already betrayed the sect after the Lingbao was exposed!"

"Before he left, he erased all traces of himself without leaving any flaws."

"We are also internally trying our best to arrest him. Once we have news, we will definitely inform you."
To be continued...