Chapter 109: Lonely Departure

It is difficult to predict the events of life, and Liu Ping'an did not expect that Ximen Fuxue returned to the Warrior Temple and received severe punishment, but fortunately there was no danger to his life.

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There is a legend in this desert that after entering that place, no one can come out. After Liu Ping'an knew it, he decided to go and see it. Maybe he could encounter something unexpected. The more he can't go, the more the legend, the more it seems to be beneficial to him.

gloomy, desolate, dead, this is the legendary valley of death. Liu Ping'an stood on a mountain in the valley, full of doubts.

A breath of death suddenly enveloped Liu Ping'an! A middle-aged man in a green robe suddenly appeared above Liu Ping'an.

It's so powerful!!

"Great Saint?!"

"Who are you? Why did you come here?"

The middle-aged man in the green robe asked coldly.

Liu Ping'an's heart tightened and replied solemnly, "My name is Darensheng. I'm from Xiaoyaomen. I don't know what to call my predecessor?" He replied, "It's not good! Do you have a hunch? He began to mutter in his heart.

The middle-aged man in the green robe did not say anything, and Liu Ping'an, who looked at him with his eyes, muttered even more, "This head is also very uncomfortable!" What should I do?"

The middle-aged man in the green robe was still ponderable, so Liu Ping'an had to find a topic.

"I'm a saint who strayed into this place. I don't know that my predecessor is here. I hope you can forgive me." He said, "I'm polite enough not to reach out and laugh at people. You're embarrassed to turn against me!" If it really doesn't work, just leave quickly."

"Oh, Xiaoyaomen? Have you heard of it? ...Isn't that what you really are?"

The middle-aged man in green robe finally spoke.

"Dizzy! Not good!" Liu Ping'an had to restore his original appearance.

The middle-aged man in the green robe was slightly stunned, and then returned to his original appearance. In a cold tone, he asked, "No one has dared to step in here for many years. You should not break in by mistake and tell me your intention."

"There are not some saints in the Temple of Warriors, and they have not entered this area recently."

Liu Ping'an responded with an indifferent smile, and his thoughts kept turning.

"It seems that the person you were looking for last time in the Wuzhe Temple was you. You are very good. It seems that you came here with a purpose."

The tone of the middle-aged man in the green robe is no longer so cold, which makes Liu Ping'an nervous...

So, he smiled more naturally and unrestrainedly and said, "The purpose was not before I met you. At that time, I just vaguely felt that it would help me here. Now I boldly guess that we have a common enemy, so I met you."

The middle-aged man in the green robe was not asking questions, but fell into thinking. Liu Ping'an looked at the middle-aged man in the green robe thoughtfully, but his heart was very uneasy and thinking quickly in his mind.

For a long time, the middle-aged man in green robe said calmly, "Okay! I'll help you once. Whether you can impress the Lord or not depends on your creation.

After saying that, the two disappeared into the valley of death.

Under the Death Valley, a big city of Kowloon arch guard appeared in front of Liu Ping'an, and then entered the ancient hall in the big city. At this moment, an old man in a green robe quietly sat quietly on the chair carved from ten thousand years of divine wood, listening to the report of a middle-aged man in a green robe, beside him. On the side, two jade trees facing the wind, and the same wisp of young men in green robes with long hair covering half of their faces stood there expressionlessly, like two eternal statues.

Liu Ping'an stood at the gate of the hall and secretly looked in. Soon, Liu Ping'an was allowed to enter the hall, and the eternal voice of the old man in green robe sounded.

"Are you the disaster star of that continent? I can't see it. Tell me your weight."

"So direct, so straightforward, so clear? It seems that this old man in green robe is very proud, but he is also proud. Liu Ping'an sorted out his thoughts and said with a smile, "One, the Warcraft Mountains, the light shines on the mainland, the city of sin, the place of exile, and the free door. The major forces of these continents have joined hands to prepare to fight against the martial arts temple. Second, the Tianwu Temple, the Diwu Temple, the human martial arts temple are inseparable, and the dark martial arts organization is full of contradictions. ."

After saying this, Liu Ping'an paused, looked at the old man in blue, and then continued to smile and say, "The real supreme leaders of the Martial Arts Temple have disappeared for many years. It is likely that they are no longer in this world?"

The old man's face in green robe still hasn't changed, so Liu Ping'an had to continue to say, "The Dugu family of the Martial Arts Temple has promised to cooperate with me to deal with the Martial Arts Temple together."

The face of the old man in green robe has not changed, but the faces of the two young men in green robes on the side changed slightly and immediately recovered as before. Liu Ping'an was secretly worried, "Can't this impress them?" With the same face, he continued to smile and said, "What the Martial Arts Temple has done in recent years should be punished."

The old man in green robe's constant face smiled, and Liu Ping'an's heart tightened, is it...

"Young people, stay for a few days first, see more, listen more, and think more."

After saying that, he slowly turned around and left. The middle-aged man in the green robe took Liu Ping'an to live in a beautiful courtyard. The middle-aged man in the green robe was not in a hurry to leave, but said to Liu Ping'an, "Are you sure that those old guys in the Martial Arts Temple are not in this world?"

Liu Ping'an thought for a moment and said, "All signs show that they are almost certainly not on this continent, I'm sure."

The middle-aged man in the green robe shook his head, looked deeply at Liu Ping'an, and said slowly, "Young man, you don't know these people too well. I have lived for more than 100,000 years. Roughly speaking, they must still be in this continent. You are still too young!"

Liu Ping'an's heart thumped and retorted, "What if they are still on this continent? Can't you bring down the Temple of Warriors by adding these forces and these factors I mentioned in the hall?

The middle-aged man in green robe shook his head and asked very seriously, "What do you think of my strength? How many places can I rank among the forces you mentioned?"

Liu Ping'an thought for a moment and said with a smile, "The realm does not represent his own strength. Many factors may make the weak win over the strong."

The middle-aged man in the green robe smiled and said earnestly, "You still know too little. At this stage of the Great Sage, it is not comparable to the Little Sage, especially those who have reached the peak of the Great Sage, and even some people can step out of the Holy at any time. No matter how many ordinary saints there are, this When the world's force reaches their level, they are the gods of the world. Do you know that although you have a good and righteous heart and are willing to help the weak, you still can't change the overall fate of the world, that is, the law of the jungle. There are also so-called god-level masters in this world.

After saying that, the middle-aged man in the green robe patted Liu Ping'an on the shoulder, and then disappeared. The voice of the middle-aged man in the green robe came from the air.

"These days, relax yourself and go to the city."

In this underground city, there was also day and night. When night fell, Liu Ping'an left his residence and began to wander in the city. The night in the city was quiet and quiet, which was a little unexpected. The street was very deserted, and occasionally patrols passed by. "Is the city regulated at night?" Liu Ping'an couldn't help but be a little confused. He met many people who checked him on the way, but his attitude and tone were unexpectedly kind.

Late night, the whole city fell into darkness. Liu Ping'an was stunned and had to return to his residence. On the way, he inevitably suffered another investigation. The attitude and tone of the patrol were much stricter, but the starting point was still kind.

Back to his residence, Liu Ping'an's mood could not calm down for a long time. This was the first city in the world to encounter such a city. The memory of "his" in his previous life made Liu Ping's brain once again fall into chaos.

The next day, after the practice, Liu Ping'an couldn't wait to leave the residence. The street was extremely lively. The people who came and went were in a hurry and were very kind to each other. There were no children on the street. Liu Ping'an walked to a pub. In the morning, there were few people in the pub. The clerk greeted him enthusiastically. Liu Ping'an did not Yu took the clerk to ask some questions, and the clerk answered enthusiastically and patiently. When Liu Ping'an took out the coins to reward the clerk, he asked a question. There were no coins left here and no tips, so he couldn't help asking some more questions. The clerk answered enthusiastically and patiently. Liu Ping'an has a certain understanding of the city,

In the afternoon, Liu Ping'an came to the outside of the city, and the endless neat fields appeared in front of him. There were many puppets working in the field. Liu Ping'an carefully observed that one hundred puppets were manipulating, and a puppet cultivated 50 neat fields. "What a strange city." He has something in his mind.

In a few days, the city has brought a lot of surprises to Liu Ping'an, but his mood is more and more uneasy. The source of everything here is a powerful Holy Lord, and everything is running according to his will. Without this Holy Lord, what kind of form would the city be? What about going down? Liu Ping'an had an understanding in his heart.

People's thoughts determine a person's life. When a person's habits and beliefs are formed for a long time, people's thinking will also form inertial thinking. Thinking of this, it has grown a lot, and Liu Ping's cultivation has been improved again.

"This should be a way to learn from!!!" Therefore, Liu Ping'an decided to stay here for a longer period of time.

On this day, a middle-aged man in green robe found Liu Ping'an. After a conversation, Liu Ping'an has more understanding of this place and his mind is more open-minded. Perhaps these things can be improved and implemented in the near future. The fire in his heart ignited even more. "Liu Qiankun" woke up and was surprisingly quiet. It was obviously much bigger. Liu Ping'an took the initiative to communicate with it. He listened more and asked fewer questions. Soon, "Liu Qiankun" went to sleep again.

Time flies, and it has been almost a month since I came to this underground city in a blink of an eye. On this day, Liu Ping'an was received by the Holy Lord again. It was still the same as the first scene, but the content of this conversation was different.

The concept and outlook on life are slightly different. Liu Ping'an was actually stimulated by the words of the Holy Lord. There was rare excitement in recent years. His tone and words were relatively sharp, and the Holy Lord actually laughed. The time and number of laughter surprised the people around him who were familiar with him.

After returning to his residence, Liu Ping'an's mood had not calmed down. He was different and unplanned, and the Holy Lord's stubborn and contemptuous view of the world made him very angry.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, "Yes! If the Holy Lord is a ruthless person, why does he have to do these boring things? He can live in seclusion and fight for a higher level, instead of spending time managing this place, and there is no need to discuss these issues with me that have nothing to do with cultivation. Thinking of this, he felt that the Holy Lord was the most cunning person he had ever seen.

Liu Ping'an felt that he could not go on like this. He still had a lot of things to do, but he felt that he had to make one last effort and then leave this place.

The next day, Liu Ping'an came to the hall and went surprisingly smoothly. No one stopped him. The Holy Lord was not here. For the next few days, the Holy Lord avoided him. Liu Ping'an had no good way, and his heart surged with a sense of powerlessness.

In this case, Liu Ping'an had no choice but to resign. The middle-aged man in green robe sent Liu Ping'an out of the underground city and disappeared without even saying hello. Liu Pingan couldn't help sighing and left the valley of death with some loneliness. This trip still has something to gain.