Chapter 570 Rules of Bafang Temple

This old guy...

Li Yuan stood with a hammer in his hand, his energy and blood still lingering in his body. With a quick glance, he saw Dong Twenty-Three standing on the viewing platform and the strange bird with a human head squatting on his shoulder.

As if he knew that Li Yuan was looking at him, the old man looked at him with a dull face. His voice was neither high nor low, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly:

"Everyone who enters the temple can compete for the identity of the temple's founder!"

"..."

Li Yuan was speechless, but he was not too surprised.

He had not used the spirit puppet heart before because of this consideration.

In his guess, these puppets must be left by the unknown supreme power to preside over trials and select successors. It is difficult for anyone to use them.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Even if I take the heart of the spirit puppet to awaken him, there seems to be no preferential treatment...

"Ancient supernatural power!"

When Li Yuan was cursing in his heart, the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master couldn't hold it any longer. His cloak moved and his long hair fluttered, as if he was extremely angry:

"How dare you insult me!"

boom!

The sound waves reverberated, trembled for hundreds of miles, and set off waves of air.

Visible to the naked eye, the blood light all over His body flashes, turning into a temple full of incense. The statue in the temple raises its head, thousands of pairs of Dharma eyes wide open, bursting out red blood light, interweaving in the arena, turning into substantial large hand seals, grasping.

Towards the east twenty-three:

"Get off!"

The Lord Thousand Eyes was extremely angry.

Who is He?

Who is that kid?

Even if he himself dies, leaving only a remnant of his spirit, how can he be thrown into a fighting arena to fight for something with another ant under the watchful eyes of a group of ants?

This is simply a shame and a shame.

Buzz~

Facing the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Lord's furious attack, Dong Twenty-san didn't even move his eyelids. An invisible force of energy descended upon him, like the most intense cold current, which instantly froze the big handprint in the air.

"act recklessly!"

The strange man-headed bird smiled jokingly, but couldn't help but glance at Li Yuan. This kid was a cunning one. He would not let go of the spirit puppet's heart and would decisively wake up the Twenty-Third Master if something happened.

I'm afraid I never thought about giving it to myself from beginning to end...

"Crack!"

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master groaned, and his big hand seal shattered into powder. The anger on his face froze, and he still looked at Dong Twenty-Three coldly:

"You are not an ancient supernatural power..."

As if he saw something, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the evil aura on his body instantly dropped by several levels.

"My name is Dong Ersan."

Dong Twenty-san on the viewing platform was neither happy nor angry, he just pointed his finger, and two stone tablets rose up in the arena.

[Monument of Liyuan]

[Monument of Thousand Eyes]

On the viewing platform, Long Yingchan and others came back to their senses and looked at the field, their expressions were somewhat frightened, angry and nervous.

No one expected that this thousand-eyed old ghost would actually take away Li Yuan's identity as the temple's founder, or even become...

"The man who opened the temple has just entered Taoism, but this old ghost has just become one. Is this considered a challenge?"

Long Yingchan pinched his long eyebrows, his true energy surging.

"How can it not be counted?"

Dong Ersan glanced at him.

“It’s a challenge if you are of similar realm, but what kind of challenge is it if the gap is so huge?”

As soon as Long Yingchan opened his mouth, Fang Sanyun immediately followed, and the others also spoke one after another.

They now have some understanding of what it means to be the founder of a temple. If this identity is taken away by the old ghost with thousands of eyes, it will be very bad for them.

"A big disparity?"

Dong 23 was noncommittal.

"Your Excellency said that everyone who enters the temple is eligible to compete?"

Long Yingchan had already stood up, staring closely at Dong Twenty-san. Unfortunately, the old guy's wooden expression did not change at all:

"Then, maybe Long will fight together together?"

"Only one person can challenge him in ten years."

Dong Twenty-three shook his head and ignored the people on the viewing platform, but looked at the two people in the arena.

Woo~

At this moment, not only Li Yuan, but also the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master felt his breath stagnate, and an invisible energy rolled in from all directions, enveloping them like a tide.

"Are you sure you want to challenge?"

Feeling Dong Twenty-san's gaze, Master Thousand Eyes has calmed down. Although everything in front of him deviates from the information he has obtained, at this time, he has no reason to retreat.

"good."

Master Thousand Eyes held the Wind God's Token. At this point, he could no longer detect the Wind God's aura.

"Um."

Dong Ersan nodded and said:

"The Lord has left a rule. Anyone who enters the temple, regardless of their talent or age, will compete to open the temple and have a chance to enter the temple!"

Dong Twenty-san's voice echoed in the competition arena, and the Thousand-Eyed Master couldn't help but groan. The vivid and wonderful scenery around him instantly trembled and became blurry, and was pushed back to the path by the invisible air machine.

"Do you want to fight on the same level?"

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't care. Even though he was only a fragment of his god, he would never care about such a junior native.

Even if a junior with a bone age of 20 or so has a star-level talent, how capable he is?

Buzz~

Li Yuan's expression softened slightly and he looked at the stone tablet rising in front of him. Dong Twenty-san's voice echoed at the same time:

"Li Yuan of the Eastern Border, a Taoist Disciple, with a bone age of twenty-seven... rated as... excellent!"

"Um?"

Listening to that cold voice, Master Thousand Eyes suppressed the anger in his heart and felt a little uneasy.

Li Yuan also seemed to have expected something. His tense body relaxed a little, and his eyes looking at the opposite side were a little weird:

"The spirit puppet's heart seems to have not been wasted..."

"Thousand Eyes...Rated as: Good (lower)!"

Dong Twenty-san paused for a moment, then his gaze fell on Master Thousand Eyes, and said indifferently:

"...Follow the rules!"

"You have to defeat the third level before you can replace it!"

"What?!"

Master Thousand Eyes finally changed his expression, but he only had time to change his expression, and the energy that spread around like a tide suddenly boiled.

He felt as if he had been put on a thick iron coat. Within an instant, he had fallen back to the realm of Taoism, and he could not stop falling again!

The vague and strange scene around him disappeared, and the true energy that penetrated the body was shattered. Then, he felt that his bones and blood were all drained out, and his internal organs seemed to have collapsed...

"this……"

In the eyes of Li Yuan, Long Yingchan and others, either shocked or delighted, the aura of the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master fell again and again. In just a moment, it actually fell to Tongmai!

"Victory against the third level?!"

The face of the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master was extremely ugly. The cloak covering his body was mostly broken, and the closed pair of Dharma Eyes could not be opened.

Under the pressure of the invisible energy coming from the Bafang Temple, he felt weaker than ever before!

"Reverse third level..."

On the viewing platform, Long Yingchan held his hands and laughed, and some people had pity in their eyes.
To be continued...