Chapter 210 Zen Monk

Huang Tianwen's death gave Gong Yi a complex emotion. He walked step by step to the corpse on the ground in the surprised eyes of everyone. No one knows what he is going to do.

"Gongzi, what are you doing?" Qin Linger shouted, but Gong Yi ignored it and still walked forward. Although the evil alliance was quite worried and ready to fight, they basically believed that after Huang Tianwen was killed, the other party should not dare to attack Gong Yi. After all, at this time, no one dared to use their lives to test the immortals in the South China Sea. The bottom line of the hand.

Gong Yi came to Huang Tianwen's body and squatted down. He saw Huang Tianwen's tiger eyes still open, and his wide eyes were full of doubt, anger and unwillingness. Thinking of how beautiful the leader of such a faction was, he died inexplicably today. Gong Yi sighed, stretched out his hand, wiped it on Huang Tianwen's face, and closed his eyes. Then he picked up his body and slowly walked back to his camp.

After doing all this, the South China Sea immortal said loudly, "Gongyi, I didn't expect you to progress so fast. It seems that our original promise has been invalid for you. In Wuyuan mainland, there are no young people who can compete with you."

"The senior is flattered, and this famous junior dare not be." Gong Yi said modestly that although he has confidence in himself, the immortals in the South China Sea are talking about the whole Wuyuan continent. He can't guarantee that one day there will be freaks. After all, the world is not as simple as it looks. If he admits the other party, I'm afraid that there will be many people who challenge him in the future.

"Haha, the original agreement between you and me at the merchant is invalid." As soon as the South China Sea immortals said this, except for a few people present who knew the inside story, everyone else was puzzled. They didn't understand how Gong Yi could have an agreement with such a frightening old strong man. They thought that Gong Yi had any friendship with this old guy. If they knew that the so-called agreement was made by the young people in the South China Sea I don't know how the army will feel about the pursuit.

Of course, it is impossible to question the immortals of the immortals in the South China Sea. After all, if the young masters of the South China Sea come to challenge him at this time, I'm afraid he will be laughed at. In the whole history of cultivation in Zhongzhou, it seems that there have been no examples of high martial arts practitioners defeating the true martial arts strong.

At this time, the high priest in northern Xinjiang said impatiently, "Why don't you talk so much nonsense? Why hasn't the old monk come out yet?"

As soon as the words fell, behind the mountain gate of Zen Buddhism, a Buddha's name sounded, and its power was far higher than that of Master Puzhi. The four words "Amitabha Buddha" hit the hearts of everyone like four giant hammers, shaking the souls.

"Ancestors!" Puzhi muttered, did the South China Sea not come here to deal with the ancestors? Puzhi was shocked. In that case, I'm afraid that few Zen disciples can go out alive today. Thinking that the great foundation may be destroyed on a feast held by himself, the heart of wisdom is dripping blood. The original rock-solid Zen heart was also unconsciously shaken. But he still did not forget the etiquette and bowed to the void behind the Zen Mountain Gate: "Welcome to my uncle."

An old monk appeared in front of the crowd. He was over 100 years old and his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were extremely clear and dazzling. He glanced at the crowd and said, "Your benefactors are far away. Please sit down and talk about anything." Speaking of this, he took a look at Puzhi. Puzhi was so smart that he hurriedly ordered his men to watch the seat.

Everyone admires that the calmness of the old monk alone is far beyond people. Looking at this Zen "reassurance pill", the people of the evil alliance are also happy and feel that if they start today, it is difficult to predict the outcome.

The immortals in the South China Sea still shook the feather fan in their hands and said slowly, "You old bald head, how did you come out?" Although the name of the old immortal in the South China Sea makes people laugh, no one dares to laugh. After all, this person is the person at the top of the pyramid in the world. I'm afraid that only the immortals and high priests in the South China Sea can compete with him. But listening to the tone, these veteran strong men seemed to have an agreement, which made everyone's eyes drift to Jiang Sheng, the fire cloud hand. Jiang Sheng also shook his head helplessly. Although the two were invited by him, it seems that this is not to give Jiang Sheng face, but that he has a plan for a long time.

The old monk said with a smile, "If the old man came out early, how could you see the real face of the yellow donor?" After saying that, his eyes seemed to inadvertently look at Zheng Shoutian, the head of the Tianshi faction. It was this that made Zheng Shoutian fall into the ice cellar, but he did not stupidly want to find a chance to leave, because he knew that in the eyes of the other party, killing him was not useless. His body was frozen there and he didn't dare to move at all.

However, since the old monk looked at Zheng Shoutian, he has never looked in this direction again, which made Zheng Shoutian feel whether he was too ** just now and scared himself.

"Even if such a scum stays, it will definitely drag us back in the future." The high priest said, his voice was still cold and ghostly.

The old monk nodded and then said, "Now the whole Wuyuan mainland is about to face danger. Today, the old man takes the opportunity of heroes from all walks of life to gather here to persuade you to put down their personal grievances for the time being. Whether it is the evil alliance or the proud sword alliance, whether it is the South China Sea or the northern Xinjiang, everyone works together to fight against foreign enemy. As for It's not too late to do other things until you get out of this difficulty.

After saying this, except for their three masters, the rest of the people are looking at each other. I don't know what the monk is referring to. What kind of enemy needs so many forces to unite to resist it. Even if it is as strong as the flood and famine religion in those years, under the attack of so many forces, I'm afraid it will not be able to support it for a few days. If others had said this, they would have been scoffed by everyone, but they knew that seniors like old monks would never be aimless. faintly, and everyone felt a trace of uneasiness in their hearts.

Bow game thought of the sun shooting bow at this time. Does it have anything to do with this? He still remembers that at Tiantai Sect, that night, he heard a dialogue between the "tower owner" and the owner of the demon temple, which seemed to have something to do with the ancestral agreement.

Just as Gong Yi recalled what he heard that night, the old monk continued: "Have you ever heard that there is a star hall in the east of the mainland?"

Gong Yi was suddenly shocked by the old monk's words. At this time, when talking about the Star Hall, it is impossible to chat with everyone. It seems that his guess is likely to be true. At this time, Gong Yi's mother, Shang Ziyi, also had a faint murderous spirit. She already knew that it was the Star Hall that killed her husband at the beginning. Although without this matter, Gongyi may not have the achievements of this life and it is difficult to meet him, but this hatred is irreconttainable and has to be revenged.

Jiang Sheng, the fire cloud hand, snorted coldly. At the beginning, the people of the Star Hall came to Zhongzhou, killed Jiang Yi, and destroyed a hall of the Jiang family. He did not take any action for the sake of the overall situation, but this hatred was deeply buried in his heart and did not dissipate. At this moment, when I heard the old monk mention this force, I inevitably felt a resentment.

Although the Star Hall is far away in the eastern part of the mainland, it is not strange to the people present. After all, as a giant, he still knows more or less about the power that can get on the table in various parts of the mainland. It's just that they don't understand why the old monk mentioned this force. Although this force is known as a master, it doesn't have a force for them to compete with each other.

The old monk's eyes slowly turned to Gong Yi and asked, "Gong Shaoxia, as the old monk expected, the sun-shooting bow has fallen into the hands of the Lord of the Star Hall, right?"

"What?" Everyone was shocked. How could the sun-shooting bow come into the hands of others quietly, and Pu Wei, who knew the inside story, wondered why the old monk knew about it.

Although Gong Yi was puzzled, he had to tell the truth: "What the master said is not bad. The sun-shooting bow has indeed fallen into the hands of the traitor." He saw the crowd looking at him doubtfully, and then told the story again.

Li Yi, the head of the Li family, said angrily, "You actually gave away treasures such as the Sun Arch for the sake of a skeleton that has died for thousands of years. You are simply a sinner in my state."

"Master Li, don't forget that I am from Daxia, not from Zhongzhou." Gong Yi said coldly and didn't give Li Yi any face.

Li Yi was immediately furious. In front of so many head-faced figures, a descendant spoke to him like this, which made him feel ashamed and scolded angrily, "Then you go back to your Daxia country, not our Zhongzhou people, what are you doing here?"

"Well, according to what you mean, does this priest want to go back with the immortals?" The negative sound of the high priest of northern Xinjiang came, full of dissatisfaction.

Li Yi suddenly felt cold all over. He didn't have the courage to provoke this evil star. He knew that he had lost his words and hurriedly smiled and said, "What did you say? Don't blame the senior." Speaking of this, he pointed to Gong Yi and said, "It's this boy who doesn't know whether it's good or not..."

"Shut up!" After Li Yi finished speaking, the high priest snorted coldly, interrupted him and said, "If you talk more, I don't mind letting you follow Huang Tian's footsteps."

Even if Li Yi was very dissatisfied with this sentence, he was still sweating coldly and dared not say another word. Seeing this, Gong Yi preferred Li Yi to say a few more words, which would save trouble.

At this time, the old monk smiled and said, "The young warrior is not moved by wealth and respects his ancestors. I admire such behavior."

After listening to the old monk's words, Gong Yi was relieved and said to himself, it seemed that there were still many people in the world who distinguished right from wrong. If the old monk also criticized him like Li Yi, he would be difficult for him to leave here today. At this time, Li Yi's old face had become purple.