Chapter 72 Return to the Temple

It is said that the four people in Jinyang traveled day and night. After arriving at Yue County, they directly arrived at the Tianmen Holy Land in the center of Zuzhou with a teleportation array. The wind of war and 83 elders left looking at the altar.

Standing on Tianzhu Mountain again, Jinyang only felt that it was a dream. I'm afraid who can explain his grudge with the Lishan Sword School. Jingchu standing beside him came from Qingwei's real person and died together. He was both a friend and a comrade-in-arms.

Tianzhu Mountain is still towering, with reiki. Jinyang no longer hesitates. After experiencing the struggle of Lishan Sword School and the unexpected Holy Spirit stone fetus, nothing can scare himself.

"Jingchu, you can also go in together." Jinyang stood in front of the Shanhe Hall and thought that the elder Zhenshan said that he didn't want to see him again. He couldn't help smiling bitterly and couldn't run away.

Opening the door of the mountain and river hall, there was still a Taoist word in his eyes. The elders of Zhenshan sat on the futon and faced the gate.

"What are you doing here?" Dry and dissatisfied.

"See the elders." Jinyang quickly stepped forward and followed Jingchu. The elder Zhenshan opened his eyes and looked at Jingchu. The divine light enveloped Jingchu and took it back in three breaths.

"Qingwei has a good apprentice." Elder Zhenshan finally smiled, but looked at Jinyang and didn't look good.

"E elder, what is this?" Jinyang handed out the jade Jian, which Fang Zi vowed to protect to death. The elder of Zhenshan changed his color and instantly moved to Jinyang and grabbed Yu Jian. When he watched Yu Jian, his expression changed, and it seemed that something big had happened.

"Where is the person who sent Yu Jian?" The elder of Zhenshan drank, and the mountain and river hall suddenly solidified, which made them breathless and sweat profusely.

After the pressure was released, Jin Yang bent down and gasped, "It's all dead, only Uncle Fang has a breath." Looking at the elders of the town to sacrifice the universe mirror, the peaceful Fang Zixuan fell from it. The elder grabbed Fang Zixuan, and Jinyang looked nervously at the elders in the town for fear of something wrong.

"It's okay, but Yuanshen is asleep and will get better." The mayor of the town looked at Jin Yang with a serious face: "Have you seen this jade Jane." Jinyang nodded, and the elder of the town said in silence for a long time, "Let's send her back and wait for her to wake up."

When Jin Yang walked to the door of the hall with Fang Zixuan in his arms, he turned around and asked the elder Zhenshan, who was still meditating, "What is the cultivation of the person who hurt her?" Elder Zhenshan looked up at Jinyang and said, "At least the five realms of immortals."

The golden sun in the five worlds of immortals is like thunder and smoke. Standing at the door of the mountain and river hall, looking at the sleeping Fang Zixuan, thinking of Lin Qingshui sleeping under the ice cloud peak of Qianhun, and thinking of the Zhao family in the prince's school palace, he secretly must be strong.

Standing aside, Jingchu suddenly said, "The catastrophe is coming, the sky is chaotic, and it's the best time to win popularity."

Jinyang, who was still meditating, suddenly heard Jingchu's words and were puzzled, "The three days of Shangqing Dynasty are upright, the scriptures are cloudy, and the fate is to intercept his last bit of luck when he is crazy. When your luck continues, your cultivation will rise." Jingchu explained. There should also be a Zhenyun artifact, otherwise it will be a bottomless hole and difficult to achieve great things. Jingchu added.

As soon as Jinyang heard the Zhenyun artifact, he thought of the ice and snow clan, which seemed unlikely. I don't want to go to Qianhuan Bingyunfeng to settle down first. The two of them looked at the ice cloud peak of thousands of souls and left.

The green mountains are stretching, the spiritual beasts are running, the spiritual springs in the mountain stream are tinkling, and there are often ancient medicine visions. Tianzhu Mountain Zhongling is unique, where the dragon vein is located, and it is one of the largest prosperous scenes in the world. Qianhun Bingyun Peak is adjacent to Tianzhu Mountain, which is stained with its unique luck.

"Xiaodie, I'm back." Jinyang stood at the top of the peak and shouted. Surprise came from the distance, "Jinyang, you succeeded. I heard that you went to Lishanjian to collect taxes." Xiaodie ran out of the inner hall and looked at Fang Zi held by Jin Yang and his face changed greatly. "What's wrong, Miss?"

"It's okay. I've been attacked and fell asleep. I've been to the Shanhe Hall." Jin Yang quickly explained. Xiaodie's face turned pale, and he took over the square and looked at the quiet room.

Not long after Jinyang arrived at Qianhun Bingyunfeng, dealing with Fang Zixuan's disciples, the elder Zhenshan suddenly came with a solemn face and no words. He grabbed Jinyang, Jingchu and Fang Zixuan and left. Everyone was scared and lost their voice for a long time before they reacting.

"E Elder, what's going on?" Jin Yang shouted.

Elder Zhenshan's face turned pale and took the three people out of the Tianmen Holy Land in an instant. Jinyang looked carefully at the direction of going to the altar and couldn't help but feel relieved. Jingchu was very calm and calm. The elders of the town flashed and walked in the void.

The ancient altar stands in the sky, inserted into the sky, and the top disappears in the void. There are many soldiers, strict guards, cold swords and long guns, and even the elders of Zhenshan have to go through many checkpoints to approach the altar.

"What's the matter?" The elder of Zhenshan rushed directly into the temple despite the saint's still receiving the messengers of the Wa gods. Daoming bowed and stood in front of the saint. Jinyang looked at the temple that he entered for the second time. Everything remained unchanged, and it was still as powerful as the sea.

"The saint has found the secret place of the inheritance of Western religion." In a word, the stone broke the sky, and Jinyang's heart tightened and looked at the saint.

Daoming looked up at the war wind and saw that the saint did not say anything and hesitated.

"The descendants of Nuwa don't have to hide it," Dao Ming immediately said: "Since the Western religion was suddenly captured by Jiuyou 700 years ago, the missing inheritance secret realm has reappeared, and the sacred artifacts are likely to be among them."

Dometon said again, "I don't know why Elder Tang Ji, who managed the war, asked her to send the news back." The saint listened to Taoist words and looked at the three people of Jinyang suddenly silent. The solemn temple was silent and the burning flame swayed.

For a long time, "Tao Ming, there are some things you don't need to know." Taoist looked up at the holy eye.

"Yes." Daoming was silent and did not argue. The saint sitting on the throne got up and walked to Jinyang. Looking at the saint with a charitable face, Jinyang nodded.

"The sky begins to be chaotic, demons will definitely be born, and the ancient disaster will come again, Daoming." The saint suddenly turned around and looked serious. "Go to the elders of Gong to release the ice and snow people, but ask them to hand over the bronze tripod."

Jin Yang's face changed and hurriedly said, "I'm afraid that the deprivation of the artifact will lose the prestige of the Jinwu clan." The wise saint turned around and stared, and Jinyang's bones and flesh were broken, and the Yuanshen collapsed to the ground.

"I don't know whether it's good or bad. How can you slander the 3,000-year inheritance of the Jinwu people?" The saint suddenly became furious and no longer had the color of charity. At this time, Jinyang remembered that the saint could dominate the Jinwu clan. I'm afraid he was also a decisive and cruel person.

"Before, I let you go only because of the emperor's order. If there is any more nonsense, the emperor's order will not save your life." Shengwei is like a prison, Jinyang is shocked, and the quiet heart on the side jumps wildly.

"At the beginning, Qingwei is quick-minded, and has an insight into the sky with ordinary people first. I just hope you can practice well and get through the disaster." After saying that, the saint waved his hand, and a force attacked Jinyang and Jingchu and disappeared into the temple, and were sent back to Qianhun Bingyun Peak in an instant.

But it is said that the Taoist in the temple stands on the temple, and he speculates that the saint does not always act like this and is completely understandable. Zhan Feng stood aside and watched the Jinwu people deal with confidential matters, and did not avoid themselves. He only felt that the friendliness and trust of thewa Gods seemed to be promising.

"Daming, bring the bronze tripod to me to practice." The saint said nothing. Fang Ziyi, who fell into the temple, ignored her. The saint did not say that everyone seemed to have forgotten her.

On the ice cloud peak of Qianhun, Jin Yang sat quietly in the cloud**, enduring the pain of the collapse of muscles and bones. The heavenly power was slowly repaired, and Jingchu helped him heal his wounds.

"Jinyang, what's going on, miss?" Xiaodie shouted angrily, and the disciples were also nervous. Jin Yang endured the pain and said in frustration, "I don't know. I was kicked out of the temple in an instant, and the saint was furious. Uncle should not be in danger and may stay in the temple.

Although people are not aware of the temple, they also know that it is the highest holy place of the Jinwu people, and Tianmen is also its branch, and they are gradually at ease. Xiaodie just noticed the quiet beginning beside her. She couldn't help but be secretly angry and shook her head and sighed for the eldest sister.

Everyone came out of the quiet room, Jinyang Yungong to heal the wounds, and was silent for a moment. When healing, Jin Yang's mind was full of thoughts, and even if he killed the result, he should not be so angry. Thinking of the first time I was judged by the elders in the temple, if it hadn't been for the saint's maintenance, I would have died without scum left.

I was puzzled, "Jingchu, why did you think the saint was so angry?" Jin Yang suddenly asked. Jingchu paused, slowly in his hand, and said for a moment, "Did you hear the last sentence?"

"I hope you can practice well and get through the disaster. It's normal." Jin Yang was puzzled and smiled quietly and said, "The previous sentence is that the master is agile. This is not about the opportunity to understand the sky. I think the master must know something, but he didn't tell me." After Jingchu finished speaking, he helped Jinyang repair his body.

Constant speculation and overturning, I don't know why the saint's attitude towards himself suddenly changed. Jingchu, where do you think we can find a town transportation artifact? Jin Yang didn't think about that. He just felt that his future path would be more difficult. Now he is not even with Taichangye Fire Sword, and there is no deterrent at all.

"I don't think there is something strange in this matter." Jingchu pondered and said, "Fang Zixuan was attacked and did not die. He inherited the secret situation and suddenly deprived the artifact of the town. The catastrophe was coming, and his attitude changed. This series has an indescribable taste."

There is a guess that Jin Yang is buried in his heart. I can't believe it. Now when he hears the quiet inference, it is even heavier. Jingchu, don't say anything. Jin Yang said impatiently and looked at Jin Yang puzzledly.

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