Chapter 1746 Rooting

"Cut the grass without rooting, the spring breeze blows again! Now, it's really a little troublesome!" Yu Hua muttered to himself.

At this time, not far behind him, a middle-aged monk said, "Big brother, Uncle Zhong is also gone!"

"What did you say?" Hearing this, suddenly, Yu Hua was shocked, and then his face regained his smile, "Since Uncle Zhong has made an action, I think there will be no problem!"

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"I really hope that the opening time of the tomb of Xingtian God will come earlier, so that I can take revenge one day earlier!" The witch patriarch looked back at the Lion Peak and muttered to himself.

At this moment, suddenly, a clear voice sounded, "You are not a little bold! Unexpectedly, it's still in this Jiutou Mountain!"

"Who?"

The witch patriarch heard the voice. At that time, he was shocked and couldn't help blurting out. Correspondingly, he instantly condensed the strength of his whole body, turned around and punched out.

"Puff--"

With a dull sound, the witch patriarch found that his punch, which was enough to collapse the mountain and destroy the mountain, was easily slapped by a young monk.

Not only that, in the palm of the young monk, the blue and white qi flowed at the same time, turning into a vortex, and his fist was sucked on it, making it incompetent to take it back.

The witch patriarch, with several efforts, had no result, but he understood that he was far from the opponent of the young monk in front of him, but temporarily gave up resistance at the moment.

"Who the hell are you? How can you know the situation here so well? The witch patriarch did not think that the other party was a monk of the Blood Knife Gate, because the monk of the Blood Knife Gate was really easy to recognize. There was no exception for a blood-changing knife in everyone's hand.

"Who am I? You don't need to know!" The young monk smiled indifferently, withdrew his palm and said, "You just need to know a little. I can kill you or save you!"

"What do you want to know?" After two times of skin, the witch patriarch said again.

"Smart!" The young monk smiled indifferently and stroked his palm and said, "You are very smart and smart, and you can always live for a long time!" Just now, I happened to hear the conversation between you and the clan, but I know that the reason why you came to this bloody hell is to explore the tomb of the witch god Xingtian!

Xingtian God is also the person I admire, so I am also very interested in his tomb, so I want to learn about the tomb of Xingtian God from you!"

"This..." The witch patriarch didn't know what the other party was thinking, but when he really heard it, he couldn't help stuttering.

"What, don't you want to?" The smile on the young monk's face, at that time, became solemn.

"No, no, no, in the face of such a master as a senior, how can I not want to offer it?" Seeing this, the patriarch of the witch clan hurriedly replied, "However, this situation of the tomb of Xingtian God is what our clan has spent a lot of hardships to get. I thought it was an opportunity for the rise of our clan, but I didn't expect it to become a factor of the extermination of the clan.

So, it is hope that the seniors can help, avenge our people, and eradicate the blood knife door. As long as the senior can do it, the junior will definitely inform the situation of the tomb of Xingtian God, and will never hide it!"

"Humph--, your calculation is very good!" When the young monk heard the words, he snorted coldly and said, "It's a pity that I'm not interested in avenging others. So, it's up to you to avenge your people!"

"Senior, don't talk to me anymore. After I tell you about the tomb of Xingtian God, will you still allow me to live in this world? Aren't you worried that after I leave, you will make the situation of the tomb of Xingtian God public, so that you can't get the treasure alone? When the witch patriarch heard this, he replied coldly.

"Well, you really save the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! As I said, I will save your life, I will save your life, and there will never be any false words. If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do!" The young monk snorted coldly again, and said, "I'm polite enough to you. If you think my attitude is too good, I don't mind changing my attitude.

Speaking of this, the young monk paused for a moment, and then continued, "Although the information obtained by searching the soul is incomplete and unclear, it is still much better than knowing nothing. I hope you don't make me lose my patience!"

"It seems that the senior really has the intention to save my life!" Hearing this, at that time, the witch patriarch changed his expression and said with an apologetic face, "Please forgive me for my temptation. It's really that I'm in such a position, and I have to do it!"

"Have you finished the test? If the test is over, let's start talking now! I'm listening!" A trace of impatience flashed on the young monk's face and said.

"After the test, the younger generation is willing to tell you the situation of the tomb of the god of Xingtian. I just hope that the senior can meet my small request!" When the witch leader was right, he said again.

"I'll spare your life. I'm already worthy of you. How dare you ask? Cowardly, it's really not small!" At that time, the young monk's impatience reappeared.

"Senior Mingjian, this time, the younger generation's request is definitely not a rude request. For the senior, it is a lot of effort. I hope the senior can complete it!" The witch leader said, with a bang, knelt on the ground and bowed deeply.

"It's really troublesome! Let's talk about it! Isn't it really effortless? If so, I will do it. If not, don't be entangled again. My patience is about to be worn out by you!" Zhong Yuan said again at the right time.

"Yes, yes! The requirements of the younger generation are very simple, that is, when the senior entered the tomb of Xingtian God, he also took me in!" The witch patriarch does not dare to delay any time, that is, time.

"Do you know the place yourself? Why do you need to let me take it with me?" A trace of surprise appeared on the young monk's face.

"The predecessors don't know that the tombs of Xingtian God are not fixed. Like many power tombs and secret mansions in the world, they are all drifting in endless chaos, but at a specific time, they manifest in a certain world, so that the monks can try the opportunity! If the tomb of Xingtian God is completely revealed to the world, it is indeed anyone who can enter. However, at that time, everyone in the world knew that with this degree of cultivation, I'm afraid that even if I go in, I can't get anything good. Strength, there will be no benefit at all. There is no way to talk about revenge.

So, the time I want to enter is that the tomb of the god Xingtian has just arrived at the hell of flesh and blood, and it has not been completely stabilized, and there is no time to show the world. At this time, if you want to break in, you don't have enough cultivation, but you can't do it. Previously, we tried our best to plunder the essence of flesh and blood from the blood knife door in order to strengthen our strength. We hope that we can fight hard with the power of the ten places to shake the gods.

Now, I'm the only one left in my family. It's impossible for me to go in at that time. Therefore, you can only turn to your predecessors!"

"So that's it. It's not a lot of trouble. I can agree!" After a moment of meditation, the young monk opened his mouth and replied.

Hearing this, the witch patriarch showed joy at that time, "Thank you for your help, thank you for your help!" While talking, he bowed to the young monk again.

"All right, don't say more nonsense like this. Say something that should be said!" The young monk smelled this. At that time, he waved his sleeves and brushed the witch patriarch up and said.

"Yes, yes, I'm going to talk about the situation of Xingtian God's wooden hairpin!" The witch patriarch naturally understands what to say now, and when it is, he will practice.

Next, it took the witch commander half an hour to tell the situation about the tomb of Xingtian God. There is a lot of content. However, most of them are hearsay. Regarding the tomb of Xingtian God, there are many mysterious things, and some are contradictory. Its authenticity needs to be considered. The remaining part sounds more reliable, but the content of this part is a little less.

After listening, the young monk immediately said, "Isn't there any?"

"No, as far as I know, it has been said!" The witch patriarch has no hesitation at all, that is, time.

"In that case, it's useless for you!" The smile on the young monk's face became cold and solemn at that time. While speaking, the young monk's right hand, like electricity, stretched out, grabbed it and pressed it on the head of the witch patriarch.

"Why, what I proposed, is already the best way to cooperate? Why do you still search for my soul? In this way, you can't get a deeper secret!" In addition to being shocked, the witch patriarch who felt the invasion of soul search is also very incomprehensible. In his opinion, he has built the foundation of cooperation between the two sides to the top. He is a normal person and will not do such a thing again.

The young monk smiled faintly and said, "Do you still need to ask? I have a lot to do with the Blood Knife Gate!"

The young monk is Zhong Yuan. Zhong Yuan's four-life ten kinds of soul search methods spit out, and in a moment, he searched the memory of the witch patriarch.

Indeed, he found a lot of new information about Xingtian's tomb, but it's not very important. I don't know. He doesn't know at all, and there is still a way to hide it deeper. RS