Myriad Realms Gu Venerable

Chapter 106
Flying flowers across the sky, soaring between mountains and rivers.

"Captain, isn't it a little bad for us to do this?"

"What does it matter? No one will say it anyway."

"But, but they will think about it in their hearts?"

"What do you think, can you control us? How about we do it again?"

"do not……"

"Why, you don't like it, then I'll find someone else to do it."

"...Captain, do you think our conversation is weird and people will misunderstand you!"

Zhou Ming and Qin Wumeng stood on the huge red petals, overlooking the magnificent mountains and rivers below, and the infinitely beautiful scenery.

After a brief discussion at the inn, everyone decided that the Fangyuan team would go first to Yunhe Temple, while the expedition team would take the newcomer and Shangguan Nianci along and slowly walk on their way.

"Why, are you still worried that because of us, the normal task plot of the newcomers will be destroyed?"

Zhou Ming talked with his only team member, and found that she still hadn't solved the knot, so he couldn't help smiling.

Qin Wumeng always felt that the process of newcomers contacting Shangguan Nianci and finding Shangguan Wuji should be an important plot, an opportunity for the Lord God to give newcomers a lot of reward points and combat experience.

Now this important plot has been forcibly intervened by the veterans and directly erased.The battles and gains that the newcomers may encounter along the way are all zero. Is this unfair to the newcomers?
"Your mentality hasn't changed yet. We are reincarnations. Whether it's for you or me, or for newcomers, the Lord God's Dimension will never lack opportunities. Living is the most important thing."

"It's okay, just watch patiently, the world of this plot will let you understand."

Zhou Ming didn't explain a lot. This kind of thing doesn't need to be explained too much. Those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't understand won't understand no matter how much they say.

"In front is Yunhe Temple."

Looking down, Zhou Ming saw the temple in the mountain, and immediately controlled the flying flower to land downward.

However, before he landed, the roof of the largest main hall in the middle of the temple suddenly broke open, forming a huge palm print shape.

At the same time, a strong energy shot straight into the sky, hitting the falling flying flowers.

Zhou Ming drew his saber and slashed down, activating the Saber King Gu, the saber Qi was like a waterfall, washing away the Qi of the palm with a single stroke, his eyes passed through the big hole, and looked into the hall.

"Another master is coming! Hahahaha!"

He saw a nine-foot-tall, brawny man like a black iron tower, opened his big palm-like hand, laughed wildly, and slapped an old monk with his palm.

The old monk was thin and short, his head was not as big as the palm of the strong man, but he was not afraid of the strong man, he did not dodge or dodge, and he took the palm with his head.

clang!
Just like the echo of a temple bell, the walls of the main hall were shaken and buzzed. The old monk stood motionless, but the big man took three steps back, leaving three deep footprints on the ground.

"Okay! What a Fudo Myoko Golden Bell Cover!"

The big man laughed heartily, and jumped on him, hitting the old monk with a stick.

The old monk sighed softly, with a compassionate face, he raised his right hand, making a flower gesture with his fingers, and stamped it on the big man's chest.

With this seal, there was a strong wind in the hall, and the surrounding air was quickly evacuated, and all the air gathered at the fingertips of the old monk's seal, turning into a terrifyingly powerful attack.

Both of them neither dodged nor evaded, with a desperate look as if they were going to die together, they slammed into each other together.

But at this moment, the old monk's face suddenly changed, and a look of grief appeared in his compassionate eyes.

The state of mind was shattered, and the power was immediately broken. The flower seal in the hand could not control the extreme concentration of strength, and scattered, and the power immediately dropped by five levels.

And the picky big man had already rushed in front of him, with murderous intent on his ferociously laughing face, he clasped his fists with both hands and slammed down on the old monk fiercely.

Unable to avoid or stop it, the old monk saw in his heart the scene of himself being hit by this punch and being seriously injured. A flash of panic flashed across his eyes, but it immediately turned into sadness, and then returned to the calmness of indifference to life and death.

"Amitabha." The old monk said silently in his heart.

Boom!
The big man smashed his fists down, but failed to hit the old monk.

Between the two, a flower made of gold and iron suddenly appeared, covering the old monk tightly, completely withstood the force of the big man's fist, and only crushed the lowered floor tiles, sinking a few inches into the ground.

"What!" The big man was startled, and then he heard a woman's scream behind him.

Turning around abruptly, she saw a woman throwing herself to the ground, a mass of blood exploding from her chest.

There was a young monk lying beside him, his gray robes were stained red with blood, his neck seemed to be torn open by a wild beast, his flesh and blood were all bloody, and his wide eyes had long lost their spirit.

"Xue Ji, how dare you meddle in my affairs!"

The strong man was not stupid, he immediately understood what happened just now, roared angrily, turned his head and said to the old monk who was thrown in the iron flower, "I didn't ask her to do it! Come out and we'll fight again!"

"Attacking someone's relatives and friends and distracting him to defeat is indeed not something that a person like you who is just a decoration can come up with."

Zhou Ming fell from the air, stretched out his hand, and the huge iron flower turned into an iron-shelled flower Gu and flew back to him.

Flying flowers in mid-air slowly landed, on the flowers Qin Wumeng was holding a gun, still pointing at the woman lying on the ground bleeding.

"Master." Zhou Ming bowed slightly to the old monk next to him, "Unfortunately, we were still a step late and failed to save the master and apprentice."

"Amitabha." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and slowly closed his eyes. Two lines of tears fell from the corners of the old monk's eyes.

"When Huizhen was three years old, I picked him out from the pit of the dead and brought him back to the temple to raise him for five years. Perhaps these five years were the merit accumulated by me over the years to extend Huizhen's life! "

When he opened his eyes again, the compassionate look in the old monk's eyes was no longer there, only the blood of murderous intent and evil was left.

"From today onwards, my decades of Buddhist practice are gone! It's gone!"

Click!

On a sunny day, when a thunderbolt exploded, a three-meter-high blood shadow appeared behind the old monk. It looked somewhat similar to the Buddha statue sitting in the hall, but it was eerie and strange, with a strong smell of blood and awe-inspiring evil.

"Zhenbei boxing champion, you want to challenge me in a fight, okay, I will help you today!"

"Today, you and I are not only superior, but also life and death!"

The old monk's originally benevolent and peaceful face turned into a crazy smile, like a ghost from hell, clenched his fists and raised his arms, the blood shadow behind him moved in line with his movements, and both fists, one big and one small, smashed at the pickled man.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The pickled man's hair stood on end, he was full of vigor, he didn't dare to push himself too hard, he raised his fists and swung them out in unison, resisting the powerful punch of the old monk.

"Obsessed on the spot? Why did the plot turn so sharply?" Zhou Ming complained and jumped onto the flying flower Gu that had just been lowered, and controlled the flying flower Gu to quickly pull it up.

Rumble!
Just as Flying Flower Gu rose into the air, the hall collapsed beneath its feet!
A roar like the roar of a tiger and the chant of a dragon exploded into the sky, shaking the whole field.

"Old monk, since you have forced me to become a true martial artist, today I must decide between life and death!"

The violent yelling of the big man resounded, and the loud noise like a landslide and earthquake below became even more intense.

Zhou Ming looked down and saw that the whole temple was collapsing everywhere, bricks, tiles and rubble were flying around, thick stone pillars were shattered, Buddha statues were smashed to pieces, the huge movement was like a thousand elephants rampaging, unscrupulous The ground collided with everything, the smoke and dust billowed, and the sound rumbled.

"This, such destructive power!" Qin Wumeng's face turned pale, deeply doubting whether he could survive such a master's attack.

Although Zhou Ming had told her that this might be a world of high martial arts, but after witnessing this battle with her own eyes, she found that she was thinking too simply.

The level of personal force in this world has exceeded her estimation, and made her deeply pessimistic about the completion of the main mission.

Qin Wumeng looked at Zhou Ming subconsciously, and saw Zhou Ming watching the battle intently, without any worry on his face.

She couldn't help but feel calmer in her heart, and asked: "Captain, aren't we going to help?"

"No, it's almost over." Zhou Ming watched with relish and replied casually: "The old monk is three points stronger than the devil, so the Zhenbei boxing champion is not his opponent in the first place, let alone risking his life now."

As if to prove that what Zhou Ming said was correct, as soon as he finished speaking, a tall figure suddenly flew out of the billowing smoke and crashed into the rocks outside the temple.

Another thin figure rushed out of the smoke and dust, and crashed into the rocks. His arms danced and he punched continuously. His fists hit the big man crazily. The dull sound like machine gun fire continued unabated for a moment, and it lasted for a long time. 3 minutes before stopping.

"Go, go down and talk to the old monk." Zhou Ming controlled the flying flower to slowly descend.

The dust and smoke gradually dissipated, and Qin Wumeng watched in shock as the temple that was still intact not long ago was now reduced to ruins. There were large pits everywhere on the ground, as if someone had blown them up with explosives. The largest pit was four or five meters long. It is so deep and brutal that it is comparable to the battlefield after modern war.

Whoa!
There was a sound of crushing stones, and the old monk grabbed the bloody and bloody head of a big man with one hand, and dragged the huge body out of the cave that he smashed out step by step.

The blood and flesh all over his body made the blood shadow behind him seem a little clearer. Coupled with the eerie smile on his face, it made the old monk look like a monster, which was shocking.

Qin Wumeng met the old monk's hollow and cold eyes, trembling with fear in his heart, but Zhou Ming ignored it, walked forward with his usual expression, and saluted the old monk as before.

"Master, next week Ming, this is my companion Qin Wumeng. We came to you to ask you something."

"You also want to know where Shangguan Wuji is?" The old monk threw the invisible corpse to the ground and grinned.

"Beat me, and I'll tell you."

"Sure enough, the best way to communicate with people who have become demons is to do it." Zhou Ming sighed softly, shaking the knife in his hand.

"Swords have no eyes, Master, I'm sorry!"

(End of this chapter)