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Chapter 2333 Intuition (Subscription Request)

The sturdy monk from the Bull Demon Clan saw all of this, his ears twitched, he heard something, nodded slightly, and then said,

"Everyone, the three levels have been passed. I have just heard from Master Nagarjuna that this talented person from the Feiyu clan and the genius from the Tianlang clan have both passed the third level. Master Nagarjuna will keep them for three days as a test. If both of them pass Master Nagarjuna's test, they may eventually be accepted as disciples and taught the Peacock King Sutra."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. The main reason was that they did not expect that Nagarjuna's final choice would be so broad, or even vague.

Even if they have passed the three tests, they still have to stay with Nagarjuna and go through the three-person training. It is possible that the two of them will not meet Nagarjuna's psychological expectations and will be driven away together. It is also possible that one person will stay and the other will be driven away. It is also possible that both of them will stay and practice the Peacock King Sutra together.

Even because of different races and different positions, the ideas they bring are also different.

For example, the Feiyu clan is dissatisfied but also worried. No matter how you look at it, Danqing, played by Meng Zhao, should be the undisputed number one talent.

Yes, that young man from the Tianlang tribe also had extraordinary appearance, and it was obvious that he had gained huge benefits from the seven-story exquisite pagoda.

However, he definitely does not have Danqing's Buddha's light, which is so consistent with the Buddhist practice.

In the same way, the Tianlang clan felt fortunate and placed infinite hope and expectations on the young Tianlang clan members.

Meng Zhao and the young man from the Tianlang tribe just looked at each other, with Buddha's light and green light intertwined, without saying a word, and it was obvious that they had no right to choose.

As for Yu Feihong of the Quetzalcoatl clan, he was filled with loss at this moment.

There was a problem with his memory, and he forgot what happened in the seven-story exquisite pagoda. He only remembered that he seemed to have seen some scriptures. These scriptures turned into a statue of Mingwang. After that, he could not remember anything.

However, Yu Feihong could roughly feel that he should have gained some benefits in that pagoda, and his spiritual power had greatly increased, but he did not realize that this increase came at the cost of his heart and soul being shattered, and having to be glued together again with the magical powers of the monk Nagarjuna.

At this moment, Meng Zhao's mind moved, and the twenty-three Buddha lights behind his head slowly dissipated, returning to normal, and he slowly walked towards the Feiyu clan.

He first looked at Danxin with concern, then gave her a comforting look in response to the girl's worry, and then said,

"Uncle Ying, I will be in Xiaohanshan Temple for three days. I wonder if you can wait for me. If I cannot pass the test, I will have to trouble you to take me back to the clan!"

Like him, the young man from the Tianlang tribe had the same idea when he returned to his tribe.

This is also a normal thought that the younger generations in the clan should have.

No one knows what will happen after three days. It is impossible for the two of them to cross the vast polar ice field and return to the tribe alone, right?

It’s not that I’m afraid of getting lost, but this polar ice field is full of strong men and experts, and there are countless ferocious beasts. It’s easy to die on the way, so I still need a strong person to protect me.

Of course, Meng Zhao was pretending to be righteous. He had never thought about returning to the Feiyu clan. However, if he didn't do so, it would easily give the people of the Feiyu clan bad ideas, such as whether he had been converted or had a different identity.

Meng Zhao didn't want to reveal his identity before he came into close contact with Monk Nagarjuna.

Seeing that Meng Zhao looked normal and spoke and behaved in a measured manner, no different from the past, Danying, Danxin and others finally felt relieved.

It seems that Danqing is really lucky, as he can defeat so many powerful people and strong enemies and reach the final level.

After the explanation was completed, Meng Zhao and the young men from the Tianlang tribe came together to the monk from the Niu Mo tribe, and were led by the monk into the Xiaohanshan Temple.

As for the dozen or so tribes that stayed outside, many of them had already decided to leave, and some planned to watch the fun and temporarily settle nearby, waiting for the final winner to emerge. Yu Feilong was embarrassed and wanted to leave, but Meng Zhao's character Danqing might inherit the Peacock King Sutra, so he asked him to restrain his willfulness and stay to wait and see, so that he could report back to the tribe at any time.

It is also rare to see so many races gathered together, so there is a lot of fun to be had.

Before, they were worried that they would be too noisy and would offend the monk Nagarjuna, which would indirectly lead to the inability to pass on the magical skills.

Now that the dust has settled and they are free of pressure, they can just do whatever makes them happy and comfortable.

Martial arts competitions, philosophical discussions, and even interactions between men and women all happen overnight.

Yu Feilong was filled with anger and wanted to fight Dan Ying, so he dragged Yu Feihong to where the Feiyu clan was...

In a corner invisible to everyone, Zhao Ruling looked up at the sky. The seven-story exquisite pagoda that was previously majestic and huge, constantly rotating, emitting hurricanes and infinite Buddha light, had disappeared at some point.

"Longshu monk, what exactly are you going to do? Could it be that Beitang Sheng contacted you?
"The world is changing, Beitang Sheng is under increasing pressure, Yu Changkong and I failed to assassinate the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, so he thought of you, a useless chess piece?"

There was a layer of white light attached to Zhao Ruling's body surface, blending with the white snow. Under the cover of his aura, even a grandmaster in front of him could not see or hear anything.

As for why he was so keen on linking this monk Longshu with Beitang Sheng, there was actually no basis for it. It was simply an intuition, the intuition of a master of heaven and earth.

In fact, not only Zhao Ruling had this intuition, Meng Zhao also had it.

Otherwise, he would not have lowered his status and pretended to be a junior of the Feiyu clan to play this kind of house game.

The Sutra of the Peacock King is indeed of great benefit to Meng Zhao, as it can enhance his understanding of the Five Elements.

But, it is not really necessary.

Meng Zhao was just worried that this monk Longshu would stir up storms in the polar ice field and eventually target the northern land.

This was exactly what hit Meng Zhao's sore spot and was enough to bring him into big trouble.

Otherwise, even if it was an ambush or other conspiracy against Meng Zhao, it could be easily broken.

Strength is Meng Zhao's greatest reliance.

However, the north is vast. Although Meng Zhao is a martial arts master with few rivals in the world, he is still unable to focus on the vast northern land.

Also, the polar ice sheet is now where the winds and clouds gather, the Supreme Scepter, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Dragon Tree Monk...

Meng Zhao was confused about everything and could only try to see if he could find a gap from one of them.

There is no way to get the Supreme Scepter, and the Lord of the Demon Palace cannot be found. The monk Nagarjuna may become the gap and breakthrough.

Especially, Meng Zhao is now hiding his identity, what if he really finds out that this person has evil intentions and is a threat or malicious to him.

He could also launch a sudden attack. With Meng Zhao's unparalleled magical skills, it would not be difficult to kill him directly in such a surprise attack.