The ancestor of the gate next to Shushan

Chapter 1500 Betting on the Future

"You, you cheated!"

After a while, the great monk of Zhilun Temple regained consciousness and pointed to the black throat.

Black throat smiled indifferently and said disdainfully, "I said, the generation of your Zhilun Temple is not evaluated according to the level of shamelessness! The younger generation is shameless enough. Unexpectedly, the elders are even better!"

"You--"

Before the great monk said anything more, a monk said, "Kangming Taoist friend, what you do is not for us to be an elder!"

"That's right, if you lose, you will lose. He has a chance every day, and he will win back. If you are entangled with a junior like this, it's no wonder that you don't want to be naughty!"

"Hmm--" You guys are confused here. I don't believe it. You didn't see that the manifestation of Haiyin's fingertips just now is the most yang. Zhiyangqi, do you think he, a monk who is not the body of Zhiyang, can bear it? There must be another secret treasure to store. In this way, it's not cheating, and what is it? The great monk heard the words of several opposing monks, and his face was pale and he said rudely.

"I admit that it is the spirit of the sun, and I also admit that I am not the body of the sun, so what? In this way, can't I use the spirit of the sun against the enemy? Who stipulated it? You know, what we are fighting is a life-and-death battle. Naturally, both sides should do their best and give everything they have. Can I still tie my hand to fight against your disciples of Zhilun Temple? Hearing this, that is, time, the black throat said.

At this point, the black throat paused for a moment, and then continued, "If you think that's fair, why didn't I see you ask your disciples to seal their cultivation in a situation equal to me?"

"That's right, what Haiyin's nephew said makes sense! Don't let Zhilun Temple usually get used to taking advantage of it. If you don't take advantage of it, just say that it's cheating. It's unfair!"

"That's right, this is just a private battle between your two families. Do you still regard it as a battle for the throne? In that case, you will think too highly of yourself!"

The words of the black throat opened a door of attack for several sect monks who had never dealt with Zhilun Temple, and poured out rudely.

Hearing their words, although the empty monk was very angry, he had no choice. After his face changed, he snorted coldly, shook his robe and left.

The departure of the Kongming monk made the noisy [wide] field suddenly quiet down.

Black throat, just like this, stand on your own side, close your eyes and wait.

Originally, there were several sects that were comparable to the strength of the Samadhi Zen Academy, but they did not deal with them. They wanted to find fault. However, with the lessons of Zhilun Temple, they did not dare to act again for fear of a carelessness and the same end.

Black throat, in fact, it doesn't need to be so fierce. The first reason is to establish the power, so that everyone can have a strong and strong impression. In this way, next, if it becomes more powerful, it will not be so difficult to accept; the second reason is to let everyone understand that there is something different. Adventure, with the baby of Zhiyangqi, correspondingly, if other treasures appear, it will not be too abrupt.

With these two points, coupled with his own secret cover, the matter of his snatching of the throat, basically, there is no danger of exposure.

"Brother Chengdao, do you think that the yang in the sea seal [body] is his own cultivation, or is it the blessing of other treasures?"

"It should be on the treasure! After all, without half-step Daluo's cultivation or the body of the sun, leading the yang into the body is equivalent to self-immolation!"

"Then it doesn't work. What's the special secret method?"

"That kind of secret method, if there is, Zhiyangqi, will not have the current reputation! Why, is it possible? Do you still think that he really has the ability to manipulate the yang?

"Yes, I just have such a feeling, so I think we should remind our disciples to beware of this sea seal. I don't think it's easy."

"It's impossible. How can such a huge adventure be so bumpy!"

"No, it doesn't mean no. I don't care how you do it. Anyway, I must remind my people."

"I didn't expect that there would be such a surprise in this battle for the throne. Master Mingde, I think our plan seems to be changed.

"How to change it?"

"It's very simple to support this Haiyin Xiao monk to be the new White Emperor!"

"What?" Master Mingde exclaimed at first, but after a moment, he was relieved, "You like the origin of his small school!"

"Yes, the Samadhi Zen Academy, where he came from, seems to have defected to the Western Heaven Emperor's Court, but in fact, it is the same as us, and the essence of the sect remains unchanged. However, their roots are too bad. If he ascends to the throne of God, there will be no strong support. Iron, like the Zixu Fairy Mansion, is a day of being destroyed.

I think we can support it. In this way, while helping him stabilize the throne, the strength of our two families can definitely make a leap with the help of the power of the imperial court. In this way, the next emperor's position,..."

"A wonderful strategy, it's really a wonderful strategy! However, the premise of this plan is that the little monk of Haiyin can defeat the heroes and win the battle for the throne. Do you think this little monk has this ability?

"Isn't Master Mingde able to see this from the performance of Dancai? Although I don't understand the truth, I can conclude that the yang qi must be its own ability. If you don't realize this, whoever fights against him will suffer a big loss!"

"Just for this, we will pay that huge price. Is it worth it?"

"Do you have any expectations for this throne?"

"That's not true!"

"Then it's over!"

"But, on the face..."

"It's not your family's loss of face, aren't I the same? If you have any concerns, that's all. I'll find someone else!"

"Slow, I'll take it, I'll bet on this!"

"Don't worry, I don't think this seal will let us down!"

"I hope so!"

[Guangzhou] Above the field, there was silence, but almost no one of the yuanshen of the people was idle, and they were communicating secretly. The content of communication, without exception, is related to the black throat. Some are good, some are bad, some are optimistic, some are disdainful, some are pure, and some have ulterior motives"... In a word, Wuhou, through this war, every monk present has attached great importance to it.