Chapter 768 The Messenger of the Temple

In the depths of the Luoyan Forest, there is an extremely magnificent building with a simple and rough shape, and the oncoming vicissitudes of life make every orc who comes to this place in awe.

However, what brings this sense of vicissitudes is not the quaint style of the building, and it has become very dilapidated.

On the eight thick pillars, there are all kinds of monster patterns engraved. Many monster patterns can't withstand the erosion of the years and become blurred. The originally fierce monsters have now become short of arms and legs.

The powerful mysterious characters of rice bowls are carved on the pillars, and the years make it lose its original appearance and become unknown.

Yes, no one knows it. All the orcs only know that these patterns and words are left by the orc ancestors. Once upon a time, the orcs were brilliant, but now they have become the clouds of the past and become a scene that every orcs misses.

Yes, the orcs have fallen. This building used to be the pillar of every orc's heart and the representative of the beast god in the heavenly punishment continent.

The temple, which has been dilapidated, was once the spiritual pillar of the orcs, the temple!

Today's temple's status in the hearts of the Orcs is far less than before. Once upon a time, any order issued here will be carried out unreservedly by every orc. Now, the temple in the hearts of the orcs is just a noun, which does not represent anything.

Beast god? If the beast god really exists, why doesn't it show his true body? Why don't you come to some gods? Besides, where does the god come from in this world?

"It's not good! The night demon is coming!"

A half-ape man passed through the eight pillars in a panic and staggered towards the temple. At the same time, he shouted loudly.

"There is no noise in the temple."

A human who is so old that he has almost become a dead tree root came out of the temple, holding an iron and wooden crutch in his hand, and stamped the ground vigorously. It seems that he wants to remind that this place is a temple and make people calm. At least, he has to show respect for the beast god, right?

However, now the status of the temple in the hearts of the orcs is not as good as before, so the half ape man ignored the words of the thin old man at all. He hurriedly came to the old man and said anxiously, "Messenger, the night demon is coming again. He has come to our half ape tribe, and our patriarch asked me to come. Let me know you."

The half-ape man looked at the old man in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. In this way, the old man could blow him down by a gust of wind. Why did the patriarch have to inform him? Will the night devil be kind-hearted when he sees his old appearance?

The disdain in the eyes of the half-ape man fell in the eyes of the thin old man, and a bitter smile could not help but appear at the corners of his mouth. At the beginning, didn't every orc who came to the temple be respectful? After it was his turn to become the messenger of the temple, every orc looked disdainful when he saw himself.

However, the thin old man has no time to be angry. The news brought by this half-ape is so shocking that he dares not and can't be angry.

"What you said is true? Li Feng, the night demon, really came to the half-ape tribe?" When the skinny old man heard Li Feng's name, he looked very excited as if a person who had been separated from his wife for 30 years suddenly heard the news of his wife.

"Yes, the night demon has come to our half-ape tribe. It must have come to retaliate against our half-ape people and other half-orcs and Li Shanqing, the lord of the Eastern Tang Empire, to destroy the Butian Sect. Therefore, our patriarch asked me to spread this news and prepare the orc tribes that participated in the destruction of the Butian Sect." The half-ape man glanced at the thin old man and said, "I have sent the news. I'm going back to help the clan resist the night demon. Goodbye!"

The half-ape man obviously did not put the temple messenger in his eyes. When he left, he even lacked interest and quickly left the temple.

Looking at the back of the half ape man leaving, a trace of ecstasy appeared on the thin old man's face. Immediately, he shouted, "Zarigu, Zarigu!"

"Master, what's the matter?" A man in black appeared in front of the thin old man, with doubts after the excitement on his face. He looked at the thin old man and asked.

"Zarigu, our chance has come!" The thin old man looked at Zarigu with indescribable excitement on his face.

Zarigu is very puzzled. Since he worshipped this master, he has rarely seen any emotional fluctuations of his master, let alone such excitement. What's the good thing happened? Let your master be so happy?

"Master, I can't understand what you said. What's going on?" Zarigu looked at his master and asked.

"Li Feng, the lord of the eight gates, that is, the night demon comes to the southern barbarian tribe again, and now he has appeared in the half ape tribe!" The thin old man said excitedly, and his hand holding the iron wooden crutch couldn't help trembling. Obviously, the excitement of the thin old man was not pretending to be, but excited from the bottom of his heart.

Zarigu looked at his master with an unbelievable look on his face: "Master, what are you talking about? Is the night demon coming again?

"Yes, you don't know that Li Feng, the demon of the night, came out of the loss of the earth soul ghost, and his strength has greatly increased. Now he has come to the half-ape tribe and is here to revenge!" The thin old man looked at Zarigu and said.

"Li Feng actually came out of the loss of the ghost of the earth? It's impossible, absolutely impossible!" Zarigu seemed to get the bad news of his father's death. He stepped back a few steps and looked at the thin old man and roared.

The thin old man reacted and looked at Zarigu and said, "Zarigu, I know it's hard for you to accept this news, but it's true, and I also know that you seduced Jin Yuansheng and those half-elephant and half-tiger to destroy the Tianzong, but now, you must listen to me!"

"Master, do you know all about it?" Zarigu looked at his master with a shocked face. His lips trebbed a few times, but he didn't say anything more.

"Do you think that I, the messenger of the temple, am a waste material? Let me tell you, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. As the spiritual pillar of the orcs, the temple will naturally not have such a weak power. In the southern barbarian tribe, no matter what happens, you can't hide it from me!" The skinny old man looked at Zarigu, and there was a trace of fine light flashing in the depths of his eyes. Immediately, he changed his smiling face: "However, I don't mean to blame you. You did a good job. I'm very satisfied."

"Master, you..." Zarigu looked at the thin old man with a surprised face. He deceived the Orcs to deal with the Butian Sect, and made Li Shanqing and the Orcs unite to destroy the Butian Sect. In doing so, the Orcs fall into crisis, and his master As the messenger of the temple, he actually said that he did the right thing? In the tone, is there any appreciation?

It seemed to see the surprise and doubt in Zarigu's eyes, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of the thin old man's mouth: "Well, you must be strange. Why do I say that you did the right thing when you caused a great disaster for the orcs? When did those orcs put me, the temple messenger, in their eyes? I just want the orcs to feel the crisis, and then we will save those ignorant orcs, so as to restore the prestige of the temple!"

Zarigu looked at his master in a daze. He never thought that his sanctimonous master actually had such a twisted and almost perverted idea in his heart?

However, it suits your own taste! There was a smile on the corners of Zarigu's mouth. He looked at the thin old man and said, "So, Master, what should we do next? Li Feng was originally a monk in the earth soul period, but now his strength has soared again. Can we deal with him?

"We don't need to kill Li Feng. Our current strength is not enough to deal with Li Feng and the forces behind him. Therefore, our purpose is just to let Li Feng retreat and resolve the orc crisis." The skinny old man said to Zarigu.

Hearing his master say such words, there was a trace of disappointment in Zarigu's eyes.

Although it flashed by, the thin old man caught it very keenly. Looking at Zarigu's eyes, he also showed a smile: "Zarigu, I know what you are thinking, but Li Feng's current strength is really not what we can deal with. If you want to deal with Li Feng, you must first use your own strength. Ascend, when your master is old, the temple messenger will definitely be yours, so as long as the orcs re-accept the temple and respect the temple, your strength will improve rapidly!"

"Master, Li Feng's talent is extremely abnormal. Over the years, I have been working hard. Now I have just been promoted to the soul, but Li Feng is already a monk in the soul period. No matter how I practice, I can't surpass Li Feng." When Zarigu said this, there was a deep depression in his eyes.

I once thought that I could surpass Li Feng, but the fact is cruel. After a few years, the gap between me and Li Feng still exists, and there is even a trend that is getting farther and farther away, which makes Zaregu doubt himself and doubt whether he can take revenge.

"Believe me, as long as the temple has regained the respect of the orcs and become an unknown center, and you have also become a temple messenger, your cultivation speed will definitely catch up with Li Feng. At that time, killing Li Feng with your own hands is definitely not a dream!" The skinny old man said to Zarigu.

"Master, you're not lying to me, are you?" Zarigu looked at the thin old man with a suspicious face. He didn't believe it. As long as he became a temple messenger, he could catch up with Li Feng's cultivation speed. Do you think cultivation is a child playing with mud?!

"When did I lie to you? Believe me, this is your only way to take revenge!" The thin old man looked at Zaligu and said, "In order to kill Li Feng's ultimate goal, now, you have to give up everything. Can you do it?"

Looking at his master who didn't seem to be cheating on himself, a fever ignited in Zarigu's heart: "Don't worry, master, in order to kill Li Feng with my own hands, I will definitely give up everything! However, relying on us alone, how can Li Feng retreat? I know Li Feng very well. He is definitely the kind of person who doesn't give up until he achieves his goal.

"There is only one way for Li Feng to retreat." The thin old man looked at Zarigu, and the satisfaction in his eyes was even stronger: "However, you have done it first. Li Feng will definitely retreat, as long as you can really put down everything!"

Zarigu's body suddenly shook and looked at the thin old man with a shocked face: "Master, you mean..."

"Yes, as long as you can put it down, Li Feng will definitely retreat!" The skinny old man seemed to understand what Zarigu was saying, nodded solemnly and said.

"No, it's impossible, I can't do it!" Zarigu's expression suddenly became crazy and roared at the thin old man.

"This is the only hope for you to kill Li Feng with your own hands. Are you really willing to give up? Are you really willing to lose big because of small? The thin old man looked at Zarigu and his tone became fierce: "If a man wants to do something, he must know how to give up two words. Don't you understand this truth?"

Zarigu's fists were clenched tightly. Two rows of steel teeth bit his lips to death, and his body trembled slightly, looking at his master without saying a word.