Chapter 590 Must kill!

Woo~

The battlefield turned into a stream of light scattered in the wind and snow.

"Shendong realm..."

Li Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the top of the mountain. Through the layers of clouds and mist, he could vaguely see Wan Zhuliu standing with a knife and an indifferent expression.

All those who enter the temple as "excellent" by the Bafang Temple can go directly to the top of Bafang Mountain and are protected by the Bafang Temple.

[...According to legend...those who do not have the will to kill supremely will not be able to accept the inheritance of the Bafang Temple...those who enter the temple without a superior rating will not be seen by the puppets, nor will they be protected by the Bafang Temple...(10)

Level 6)]

In the past three years, Li Yuan often heard about the rules of the Bafang Temple, and this was also the reason why he rejected Dong Twenty-three.

Those who enter the temple with an excellent rating are not comparable to the Thousand Eyes before. Even if they are fighting at the same level, they will probably not be able to kill them.

As the puppet of the Eastern Territory, Dong Twenty-san's purpose is nothing more than to select the best among the best in various ways, and select the one who he thinks is the most qualified to walk in the Eastern Territory, or the master of the Eastern Temple.

"Compared to me who is a trickster, Wan Zhuliu, who dares to spend most of his life for an opportunity, is obviously more favored by Dong Ersan, and has the qualifications of the 'Gu King'..."

In this regard, Li Yuan was very clear in his heart. He could feel that Dong Ersan had greater expectations for him, and perhaps he had used Wan Zhuliu to sharpen his mind.

But he was too lazy to answer.

Although Bafang Temple has many blessings, it also has more rules. For him, Tianshiyuan is undoubtedly a broader sea and sky.

"Waiting for the Taoist master to gather a few high-level control combinations...the higher-level five animal flesh and blood will be given by the sky..."

Anticipation arose in Li Yuan's heart.

"But before I leave..."

After thinking for a long time, without paying attention to the sight coming from the top of the mountain, Li Yuan squeezed the Bafang Temple token and disappeared into this secret realm.

"We have to kill the man named Wan!"

…

…

Huhu~

The clouds and mist were billowing, and the strange human-headed bird flapped its wings as it cautiously approached Dong Twenty-three, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff:

"Master Twenty-Third, why are you doing this? That kid is a god-level talent after all..."

"If you have talent but no perseverance, even if you have the appearance of a god or demon, you will not be of much use."

Seeing Li Yuan's disappearing back, Dong Ersan sighed: "I don't know when I will find the person the Lord needs..."

"It's difficult."

The strange human-headed bird landed on his shoulder, looking very calm:

"The Lord is still fashionable and hard to find, let alone now? Alas, what about Ying Xuantian and Feng Qingcang, really not good enough?"

"There's some hope, right?"

Dong 23 was a little disappointed.

"That kid has a talent at the level of gods and demons. He's still young, but he's so much better than the guy outside. What do you think?"

The strange human-headed bird couldn't hold it back.

It has a strong opinion on Li Yuan. That bastard kid dared to pinch its neck, which makes it resentful. However, it is more optimistic about Wan Zhuliu than Wan Zhuliu.

How can a short-lived ghost who is barely rated as excellent after his burning lifespan compare with a genius who is less than thirty years old and at the level of gods and demons?

and……

'Then the boy is not bad at fighting and killing, right? In the Taoist Tower...wait a minute, Master Twenty-Third was still asleep before!'

The strange human-headed bird suddenly became excited.

"Have you and I seen too few god-level geniuses?"

Dong Ersan's eyes fell on the strange rocks. The forest-like rocks on the top of the mountain represented the temple visitors who had climbed to the top of Bafang Mountain for countless thousands of years.

What is shown here is only those who are still alive today, and there are countless times more that have perished.

There are many geniuses at the level of gods and demons among them, but there are only a few who can enter the temple and walk in the East, let alone the master of the East Temple.

"If you want to inherit the Lord's ambition, talent may be indispensable, but talent alone is not enough..."

Taking a long breath, Dong Ersan gathered his thoughts. He raised his hand and pressed it lightly, and the clouds and mist on the mountaintop dispersed.

"I……"

What does the strange human-headed bird want to say?

Wan Zhuliu on the other side of the cliff bowed his hands:

"Junior Wan Zhuliu, I would like to pay my respects to my senior."

"My name is Dong Twenty-three."

When Dong Twenty-san was speaking, a strange stone appeared not far away, like a dragon coiling a long knife, with words flowing on it, just like a stone tablet at the foot of a mountain.

"Excellent evaluators can go straight to the top of the mountain, but there is no shortcut in the path of spiritual practice. What do you think?"

"This junior takes it for granted."

Wan Zhuliu was not surprised and had no objection.

"Um."

Dong Twenty-san's expression softened slightly. Compared to that oily boy, what he saw in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye:

"Your life span is less than fifty years. You must climb the mountain steadily and quickly... If you can enter the temple within fifty years, I may be able to choose a life-enhancing elixir for you."

"Thank you, senior."

Wan Zhuliu responded, but his eyes followed the strange rocks on the top of the mountain to the small temple with the door half open at the end:

"I dare to ask senior, how to enter the temple after climbing the mountain?"

“Just enter the temple along the road.”

As soon as Dong Twenty-san raised his hand, the strange rocks on the top of the mountain glowed with dazzling light, and all kinds of rays of light intertwined,

The strange stones seemed to come to life, trembling slightly, and even breathing in divine light.

"These strange stones..."

Wan Zhuliu's eyes darkened slightly.

In his perception, the strange stone surrounded by divine light was filled with extremely strong martial arts will, which could be perverse, cold, domineering, or restrained.

His breath was held but not released, but it already made him feel tremendous pressure.

"This is the challenger from the East who climbed here before you!"

Dong Ersan replied calmly.

Wan Zhuliu concentrated his perception and saw at a glance the strange stone that looked like a dragon and a whale, entwined with thunder:

Monument of Liyuan.

"Gods and demons..."

Wan Zhuliu was slightly shocked. In this forest of strange stones, there were actually quite a lot of gods and demons, and at that level...

[The Monument of Feng Qingcang (Thirteen Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty-Six)]

【Eastern Territory, Challenger】

[Bloodline: Human Race]

[Physique: Fierce Yang Divine Body]

[Realm: Dharma Ring Nine Heavens]

[Talent potential: God and Demon level]

[Divine Potential: Higher Up]

[Dharma Ring: The sun patrols the sky, the stars weep with blood]

[Nine Scenery Golden Pill, Nine Phase Dharma Ring...]

"Master of Wuxian Sect, Feng Qingcang!"

Wan Zhuliu's eyes narrowed, and with just one glance, he knew that the owner of this strange stone shaped like a scorching sun was the Lord of the Cave Heaven that Huang Longzi mentioned.

There are countless strong men in the world...

"You can enter the temple after walking through this strange stone road."

As soon as Dong Twenty-three flicked his sleeves, the divine light on the mountaintop dimmed, leaving only the last ten pieces still shining:

"There is no rush to climb the mountain. Since you are here, you might as well give it a try. If you can defeat the master of five, um, three strange stones at the same level, then you don't have to climb the mountain again."
To be continued...