Chapter 316 Trust 2

"This... Is this all true? The old monk was shocked, and then turned to look at Qianqiu behind him, and tears overflowed in his eyes.

Qianqiu was also influenced by the old monk, and his mood was a little heavy. He nodded heavily and said, "Well, Tianluo religion has really been destroyed."

The old monk could no longer stand unsteadily, and his body softened and fell down. Qianqiu quickly stepped forward and helped the old monk.

"Old uncle, are you all right?" Qianqiu helped the old monk ask, and the others also looked at the old monk with a worried face.

"I'm fine." The old monk shook his head. The wrinkles formed by old age suddenly subsided miraculously, and a wisp of joy gradually covered his eyebrows.

"Good to destroy, good to destroy." The old monk suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and then asked Qianqiu, "What is the Tianluo religion like now?"

Qianqiu was stunned, hesitated for a while, and then said, "The whole altar of Tianluo religion and the royal city of the Western Regions... All of them have been destroyed, and no grass has been born.

"No grass... An inch of grass doesn't grow..." The old monk kept saying these words and gradually swallowed them.

Even the people around them have been infected, and they know the former fate of the old monk.

Even Qianqiu's mood sank with everyone.

But then, the old monk stood up and said, "Okay, okay, okay, they did a lot of evil, and dying there is also paying off their cause and effect. OK, okay." The old monk gently pushed away Qianqiu's hands and walked towards the hut, "Okay... OK..." The old man bent his back and walked slowly to the room. Although the sound was laughing, everyone knew that the old man was crying. Not only did he cry in his heart, but at the moment he turned around, his eyes also burst into tears.

There is no grass in the broken rock mountain, that is to say, the two sons of the old monk can't still be alive.

Of course, the two sons were already dead, but in the heart of the old monk, his two sons were alive.

Now, it's really dead.

"It doesn't matter to him, uncle." Some monks began to worry about the old monks.

"It shouldn't matter. He has been able to survive for so many years, and now..." As the monk spoke, he gradually couldn't go on.

"No, let's go in and have a look." Another monk said.

"No." Qianqiu suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the monks who wanted to visit the old monks and said, "Let my uncle calm down."

Seeing Qianqiu stop him and others, everyone was also full of doubts about this unknown young monk, but when they remembered that he knew that there were more things about Tianluo religion than himself, they felt that Qianqiu was not simple, so they stopped in place one after another.

One of the slightly more cultivated monks observed the old monk's house with his divine consciousness. Qianqiu did not stop him. After all, they also cared about the old monks.

"It's okay. This Taoist friend is right. Let my uncle calm down." Since the old monk never revealed his name, everyone could only call him uncle.

"Come on, as usual, let's celebrate together tonight." A seemingly bold monk shouted.

"Okay, we'll be here tonight. We won't be drunk." Another monk also said.

"You have the nerve to say that the last time I compared wine with you, you got drunk after drinking 400 bowls, and I'm not drunk yet." Another monk made fun of it.

"Joke, if you hadn't cheated last time and absorbed all the wine with your magic, would I have lost? It's agreed today that you are not allowed to use any spiritual power. The monk said.

"Okay, don't use it. Who should buy wine today? Go and buy more. I'm going to put them all down." The bold monk said.

"Lao Xu, yes, it's time for Lao Xu to go for a drink today." A monk pushed out a middle-aged monk who looked polite.

"Okay, I'll go today." Old Xu said with a smile.

"Hey, Lao Xu, you have to be careful. Don't bring back a pile of water like Lao Li last time. It's terrible. He also insisted... What kind of special wine is that in the Western Regions? The bold monk pointed to another monk with an embarrassed face and said.

"Hahaha." Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, and Lao Li couldn't help standing up and said, "I just saw the poor man who bought wine. Who knew that he sold me was wine mixed with water." Lao Li defended.

"This Taoist friend doesn't know your name." The monk with the highest cultivation among these monks came out and looked at Qianqiu and asked.

Qianqiu looked at this pile of monks, who were both in distress, so that they could have more pity and trust with each other. Such a scene is extremely difficult to see in the Middle-earth fairyland fairyland.

"I dare not be, Qianqiu." Qianqiu said.

"It turned out to be Qianqiu Taoist friend. My name is Yi Tianlin. How about it? Would you like to get drunk with us until dawn tonight?" The monk said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Qianqiu Taoist friends, come and join us and get drunk." All the monks said.

Qianqiu looked at these people, and a different light flashed in their eyes. Even the monks in the spiritual period could not get drunk with a hundred bowls of wine. No matter how powerful the wine in the world is, it does not have much impact on the monks. Obviously, these people are not drunk, but intoxicated.

Suddenly, Qianqiu remembered Qianluo, her sword soul, and she loved drinking very much. If she was also here at this time, she would definitely be able to drink with these people.

"I don't drink." Qianqiu said.

Immortal practitioners are still different from mortals. Mortals treat you to drink. If you don't drink, you will be misunderstood as not giving face, but immortals will not care about these.

"Hahaha, don't drink it if you don't drink it. Then come to be our wine supervisor later and see who is the winner." The bold monk said.

"I'm afraid you can't make it. There will be a brother Lao Qianqiu later." Another monk said.

Qianqiu nodded, even to be a wine supervisor, which is not a big deal.

"The wine hasn't come back yet, so..." Yi Tianlin pondered for a moment, and then said to Qianqiu, "How about we compare?" Yi Tianlin said that he has never seen through Qianqiu's cultivation, probably at the same level as himself. Yi Tianlin is a late monk of refining gods.

“... No need." Qianqiu looked at Yi Tianlin and said.

Yi Tianlin smiled and said, "Don't worry, we just click until the end and won't hurt you."

"Yes, Lao Yi is very measured." The bold monk said.

"Compaper, compare, compare." The monks around shouted in an instant.

"This... All right." Qianqiu nodded helplessly.

The surrounding monks slowly dispersed and formed a circle, staring at Qianqiu and Yi Tianlin without blinking.

"Qianqiu Taoist friend, you take action first." Yi Tianlin said to Qianqiu.

Qianqiu shook his head and stroked his right hand in the void. A gossip map appeared in his hand and said, "You take action first."

“... Er..." Although he doubted Qianqiu's attitude and was strange about the gossip map in Qianqiu's hand, Yi Tianlin was obviously not a person who liked to pester this issue, so Yi Tianlin smiled at Qianqiu and said, "Well, then I'll take action."

Yi Tianlin drew a circle in front of his hands, and then a round light wheel appeared directly in front of Yi Tianlin.

"Attention." Yi Tianlin shouted, and then his consciousness moved, and a white light suddenly shot from the light wheel and hit Qianqiu.

"Lao Yi is very serious today. He used his strongest move as soon as he came up." Lao Li said.

The bold monk also nodded solemnly. He also saw that Yi Tianlin was very serious. You should know that Yi Tianlin was very relaxed when they fought with Yi Tianlin before.

The white light emitted from the light wheel gradually became larger with the flight, and the momentum gradually climbed. Finally, like the same bright moon, it bumped into Qianqiu with a strong momentum.

The white light hit the gossip map, and the gossip map shook slightly and blocked the white light.

Yi Tianlin's face changed, and then the other monks blinked hard and couldn't believe it.

"This... Am I dazzle? How could he catch Lao Yi's moon wheel so easily? Lao Li muttered.

“... Maybe Lao Yi only used a layer of power. The bold monk said so, but his tone was not as relaxed as he said.

Yi Tianlin listened to the comments around him and looked at Qianqiu, and an unyielding momentum surged in his heart. In fact, he just used not one layer of power, but four layers.