Chapter 396 The Holy One Is Unkind

"Oh? Does my brother actually know that I'm coming today? Sang Mingyu said with a shocked face.

The two looked at each other and sneered at each other. Mi Xu coughed and said, "Lord Ziyin is full of heaven and earth. Naturally, he knows, so he ordered us to come early to greet him."

Sang Mingyu looked amazed, sighed with them, and entered the Yanhuang Temple with the company of the two. It seems that Goziyin had already made arrangements. Along the way, the soldiers of the temple stood on both sides, with their armor all over their bodies, the bright spear tips and the bronze inlaid on the armor shining in the sun.

Along the way, there are no more than 2,000 temple warriors on the spiral sky street two or three miles long. The full-time duty of these soldiers is to guard the temple, which can be said to be the elite warriors of the Yanhuang Alliance. Sang Mingyu did not squint and went straight up to the auricle of the Yellow Emperor along the mountain road dug on the right side. The narrow mountain road was also full of temple warriors. The sharp edge of the spear was almost connected to his shoulders, and the cold light reflected his cheeks.

"What does the son want to do?" Sang Mingyu couldn't help but be suspicious, but he couldn't guess his intention.

Not long long, I entered the temple. The hall was the same as what I peeped through with divine movement last night. In it was a huge cloud, which couldn't help rolling, and the strands of tentacles protruded four or five feet away, like a living thing.

In front of this thick fog is thirteen steps, and on each step stands a man in a white robe. Look at the number of dragon totems on the white robe, ranging from five to six, and the status is not low. Any person can serve as a high priest to some small and medium-sized tribes. Coupled with the letter and secret beard, it seems that these 28 people are the capital hidden in the door. They are indeed unparalleled. Only these 28 people are more powerful than the 2,000 temple warriors outside.

There is a bronze case on the steps, and the black eyes are invisible in an eight-dragon white robe, kneeling diagonally behind a few cases. His eyes did not have pupils and white eyes, and he couldn't see his expression at all. He just stared at Sang Mingyu who came slowly.

"Ming Yu pays homage to his brother!" Sang Mingyu walked down the steps and bowed.

"Are you the teenager from the desert island of the East China Sea?" Mi Zi's cheeks moved and said coldly, "I've learned a lot about divine movement!" Unexpectedly, the letter and the secret beard came out without noticing it.

The two saints looked at each other in con's face and opened their mouths wide.

"Ha ha." Sang Mingyu smiled faintly, "Brother, I'm flattered. Since then, I know that there are people outside, and I'm really ashamed."

"Are you just ashamed?" The son said quietly, "I don't care how you get the favor of the master and how you get this holy position, but since you enter my door, you have to know the iron law of my door. In the middle of the night, he applied the magic to the same door and eavesdropped on our privacy. Do you know the guilt?"

Chui Xin and Mi Xu didn't know what had happened until then. When they came to see Ziyin last night, they were secretly moved by the teenager. Then won't all his bad words be heard?

The two looked strange and angry, but they didn't dare to speak.

"Brother," Sang Mingyu said lightly, "You also said that I come from a desert island in the East China Sea. He is a poor and remote person and doesn't know the rules. The reason why I took the liberty to visit last night is that I want to get to know my brother's rules.

"Hey, do you recognize it?" The son said vaguely.

"Ha ha," Sang Mingyu smiled, "Last night came in a hurry, went in a hurry, and knew very little. Thinking of me, Sang Mingyu, is a young man in the East China Sea. Since he is protected by the gods, he can sacrifice heaven and earth on behalf of the gods. He should be blinded by the door and death. The master always ignores the world's affairs. Since the brother is the head of the door, he should know the confusion in his heart. The younger brother has been involved in the life, the rise and fall of the elder brother. How can he not ask about his brother's rules?

Mi Ziyin is the most intelligent person. Of course, he can hear the meaning of the effect in Sang Mingyu's words, but he is not moved at all. He only sighs slightly: "If you come when you first become a saint, I will naturally welcome each other and be very gratified, but you are now a saint. It's only your fault that I meet late!" "

Sang Mingyu heard the meaning of rejection in his words, because he is almost on an equal footing with him now. If he takes such a high-ranking person as his confidant, it is inevitable that he will not be devoured. He smiled bitterly: "My little brother only hates his life. His forefoot becomes the saint of the master, and his back foot begins to practice for three months. Then he is sent to the East to do a big thing. Even if he wants to, how can he find the opportunity?"

The son was unmoved at all and said lightly, "In this case, don't blame me for being cruel. At present, the dispute between the gate and the witch gate is becoming more and more clear, and we have to maintain a unified situation. Zi Rui has the best relationship with me, but he went with you but lost his life there in a daze. Zi Youping ignored the world and mixed up with the four divine masters to look for the gods in the wilderness all day long. Zi Que has been resident in the southern suburbs for so many years and presided over the war in the south with Xia Kun. The whole gate is gathered around me, so although my gate is weak, it has the upper hand in the battle with the witch gate. I don't know what the master thinks, but in order to maintain the cohesion of my door, brother, I have to sacrifice you.