Chapter 448 The Lord of Qianye City

The night sky calmed down, and there was only the burning yin and yang fire of Taiyi Xianzong. The mountain protection array was broken, and Zhuge Fuliang and the mysterious figure disappeared in the night sky.

Yin Mengli stood with a sword, like the mysterious girl of the nine heavens. The white clothes set it off the sacred dust. She looked at the place where Zhuge Fuliang disappeared, and her heart was suddenly a little entangled. Although Yin Mengli had no impression of Zhuge's words just now, they touched her heart a little.

"Li'er, are you not hurt?" Fairy Zhu Yan flew up and looked at Yin Menoli with a concerned face.

"I'm fine, sister. I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them." Yin Mengli said.

Fairy Zhu Yan looked at Yin Mengli's face, her eyes fluctuated slightly, and said, "Mengli, your face is so bad. Don't take it to heart what the thief said. He is just to cholera."

"Emp..." Yin Mengli nodded, and her complex face immediately regained its coldness.

"Daw! Let him escape. Next time I see him again, I will crush him to ashes. Two fierce lights shot in Aomori's eyes. His two dragons were burned alive by Zhuge Fuliang, and he naturally held a grudge against them.

Fairy Zhu Yan looked back at the yin and yang fire shrouded in yin and yang fire, and her eyebrows frowned tightly.

At this moment, Zhu Feiyun, who is in charge of teaching, and the core figures of Taiyi Xianzong are trying to fight this special fire. Yin and yang fire is not an ordinary flame. It takes a lot of effort to hit the face. The fire burned for three days, and most of the fairy mountains of Taiyi Xianzong had been melted by the yin and yang fire, and the whole Taiyi Xianzong was almost burned up in the yin and yang fire.

Some important places such as the elixir library, the classics library, and the spirit beast garden are all burned in the yin and yang fire, which is a huge loss for Taiyi Xianzong.

Looking at the messy ruins, Zhu Feiyun took a deep breath, sad and regretted that the largest sect in the southern region actually fell into this step, and the person who caused all this was just a little person who turned into a mind.

"What is this person's identity!" Zhu Feiyun began to pay attention to it and no longer regarded Zhuge Fuliang as an ordinary practitioners. Although his strength is low, everything he does is earth-shaking. First, he killed the personal disciples of the Southern Emperor, Fengqi Mountain killed several descendants of the great religion, and even chased the little mysterious girl. Now another fire almost burned Taiyi Xianzong.

So far, I don't even know the identity or even the name of the other party.

Zhu Yan Fairy came to Zhu Feiyun's side with the same solemn face.

"The elder Guangzhen and the people of Xuantian Sect have left." Fairy Zhu Yan said.

"Emp..." Zhu Feiyun nodded and looked thoughtful. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhu Yan squeezed her lips and looked up and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely find the person who set the arsonist and take off his head."

"First investigate the identity of this person and the mysterious man who stole the volume of "Breaking the Average"." Zhu Feiyun's calm judgment.

Zhu Yan nodded, her face was solemn, and she wanted to stop talking. Finally, she said, "Grandpa, the arsonist seems to know Li'er."

"Hm?" Zhu Feiyun turned around and was a little surprised.

Zhu Yan said, "When that person and Lier are in the relationship with Lier, I can feel that the person's emotions are quite excited. It seems that he knew Meng Li before, and he has a deep relationship. It is not difficult to hear from his words that that person must know Meng Li's past."

"You mean this man is from the secular world, and he is a mortal!" Zhu Feiyun has heard the meaning of Zhu Yan's words.

"Extremely!" Fairy Zhu Yan nodded.

Zhu Feiyun was silent, and his face became extremely serious. After a while, he said, "Take a good look at Meng Li. She is the hope of our Taiyi Xianzong for the future. Even if she is desperate, she will protect her well."

Zhu Yan nodded with a complicated face and stopped talking.

On the silent hill, the beauty in white stands in the wind, the green silk dances, the clothes are floating, and the sacred is not stained with the mortal world. She looked into the distance and seemed to fall into some kind of vision. The complex color in his eyes flashed away, and then he regained his coldness.

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Half a month later, the incident of burning Taiyi Xianzong quickly spread in the southern region. Many people like to talk about it. This big fire almost destroyed Taiyi Xianzong. On that day, Taiyi Xianzong was shrouded in yin and yang fire, and the yin and yang spirits rushed to the sky. The first person to get the news was the practitioners of Dayu City. Many people even flew to the vicinity of Taiyi Xianzong to watch.

After learning that it was a yin and yang fire, many people have guessed that this matter must be related to the mysterious young man who chased Mu Yuchen in Fengqi Mountain.

For a moment, rumors were flying all over the world, but no one knew what deep hatred the mysterious young man and Taiyi Xianzong had, and they almost extinguished the roots of others.

And Dayu City, the largest city in the southern region, was also surging during this period, and the practitioners of many major sects in the southern region arrived.

The little mysterious girl Mu Yuchen arrived with Xiao Yuezong's treasure moon glaze on her back. Everyone knew that Mu Yuchen and the mysterious young man had a deep hatred, which was not surprising.

Although the Jiuyang Immortal School was in the Eastern Regions, it also sent a descendant to the Southern Regions.

Dayu City has become more lively than ever.

At this moment, Zhuge Butang did not know that he had become famous in the southern region. He hid in a big mountain and looked through a book "Spring * Palace Map" in his hand, but the vivid picture in it could not move him. After a while, Zhuge Bu Liang shook his hand, threw the "Spring * Palace Map" on the ground, and cursed, "You M, for these two broken comic strips, I almost survived!" Don't let me see you again, or I'll burn you to death!"

On that day, he escaped from Taiyi Immortal Sect, and Zhuge Fuliang could not find the mysterious man. The mysterious man should have received the news a long time ago. Xuantian Church went to the Taiyi Immortal Sect with the "Breaking Jun" volume, so it quietly sneaked into the Taiyi Immortal Sect and waited for the opportunity to take action.

What Zhuge Butliang can't understand is that with such a good hand as the mysterious man, why didn't he attack Xuantian Religion on the way, but had to wait until he did it in such a place as Taiyi Xianzong. Isn't this putting himself in danger?

Or, this mysterious man sneaked into Taiyi Xianzong for another purpose...

Zhuge Buliang stood up, looked at the distance and took a deep breath, and the beauty in white came to his mind again.

He clenched his fist tightly, and a mass of anger burned in his chest. He didn't know what Taiyi Xianzong had done to Yin Mengli, which would completely turn her into another person. But this revenge Zhuge Buliang is remembered in his heart. His current strength is not enough to compete with Taiyi Xianzong. If he wants revenge, he can only grow up quickly.

"Boom!"

A big mountain was smashed by Zhuge Fuliang, venting the grief and indignation in his heart.

The southern region is really vast. It took Zhuge Fuliang more than ten days to find a city. He tried his best to be vigilant and sneaked into the city. Since the transformation of spiritual power, Zhuge Burus has found that no matter what he has become, his original vitality cannot be changed. In this way, metamorphosis is useless.

It may be because Zhenyuan has changed into spiritual power, and even Zhuge Fuliang himself can't explain it clearly.

As soon as he stepped into the city, Zhuge Butliang felt that there was a sound of Sanskrit singing from outside the sky echoed in his ears, and his spirit suddenly moved. Looking at the practitioners around him, they went in and out, and their faces were ordinary, and it seemed that they were not strange.

The sound of Sanskrit singing is particularly clear, just like tens of millions of Buddhas chanting scriptures.

"Young man, is this your first time to come to Qianye City?" An old monk stood behind Zhuge Fuliang, with his hands folded and his treasure was solemn, but he was dressed in rags.

"Master, this city is called Qianye City?" Zhuge Buliang made a Buddhist salute and asked, because he didn't see the name on the gate when he entered the city.

The old monk laughed and said, "This city has a long history. There have been war wars for tens of thousands of years, but even thousands of holes in Qianye City have not been destroyed. Do you know why?

Zhuge Buteng shook his head blankly.

The old monk did not answer directly and said, "Any monk who comes here for the first time will be surprised. Don't you understand where the Buddha's voice comes from?"

"Yes." Zhuge Fuliang could only hold it and talk.

"Look there, the reason why Qianye City has existed for so long is because of the guardian of the Buddha." The old monk pointed to the sky.

Zhuge Fuliang looked along the old monk's hand and saw a golden light flying over Qianye City, like a wandering dragon, hovering over Qianye City. Looking closely, in this golden light, there is an object full of golden light flashing, more than a foot long.

"That's..." Zhuge was surprised.

"That's the magic pestle, a treasure of Buddhism!" The old monk explained.

"Remist the pestle!" Zhuge Buliang was surprised that the little stick more than a foot long turned out to be a treasure of Buddhism.

"Dare to ask the elders who are..." Zhuge Buriang put his hands together.

"Old monk, I am the lord of Qianye City." The old monk smiled slightly and shook the tattered sas on his body.

Zhuge Buliang looked at the old monk opposite in disbelief. He didn't expect that he was the owner of this ten-thousand-year-old ancient city. Is the city owner so poor? I can't even afford to change my clothes.

"What's the name of the old man?"

The old monk said, "The old monk's name is difficult to be poor."

"Oh, I can see it." Zhuge didn't nod his head. From the other party's pretending, it can be seen that this life is poor and difficult.

"I don't know if you can go to the old monk to set it down." The old monk suddenly turned around and said.

Zhuge was stunned and subconsciously alerted.

The poor monk laughed and said, "Don't panic. In fact, as soon as you enter the city, the old monk has already felt that you have the breath of the most precious treasure of Buddhism, so he will appear here to talk to you."

"This..." Zhuge Buliang was puzzled. He had the most precious treasure of Buddhism on him, which he didn't even know.

"Can't you trust the old monk?" The poor monk had a kind smile.

"That's not what I mean..." Zhuge Bu Liang shook his head quickly.

"Buddha pays attention to the word 'fate'. The old monk does not want to peep into the best treasure on his friends. The Buddha's treasure is the one who is predestined to get it. It's just that there are some questions that need to be proved. The old monk takes his life as a guarantee and realizes the intention of harming little friends. The old monk said solemnly.