Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 431: The Fruit of Death

Yujiang Mountains.

Close to Yujiang River is a mountain range of moderate size that stretches for hundreds of miles.

The mountains are like wastelands, as desolate as the small town of Yujiang, with only a few vegetation covering the loess.

There used to be some settlements among the mountains and forests, but now they are in ruins.

At this time, a faint cloud of smoke rose from the scattered wooden houses.

The room was not very big, and there were more than a dozen people sitting there.

Among them are the Leather-faced Pipa and Smiling Tiger Qiantang, which had previously appeared in Yujiang Town.

"Qiantang, didn't they say that the Nine-Child Buddha Lotus would appear in Yujiang River? Why are we coming to this remote Yujiang Mountain Range?"

Jade-faced Pipa held the jasper pipa and asked with some confusion.

"Noisy!"

Qian Tang bowed towards the central hall where a Buddha statue of unknown name stood. "You are talking too much. Remember, here, talking less and asking fewer questions is the only truth to survive!"

After being scolded by Qiantang, Yumian Pipa bit her lips lightly and lowered her head.

After Qiantang finished worshipping the Buddha statue, he turned around and looked at the people behind him, and said slowly:
"The person who will meet us will soon arrive. I don't need to tell you what to do and what not to do at that time!"

Everyone was silent, and the man nodded in satisfaction, looking at a blazing fire outside the courtyard.

"Lord Wei has sent a message on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor. We are not trying to snatch the Nine-Child Buddha Lotus, but to destroy it. Remember the difference between the two."

"If something goes wrong, even gods can't save you!"

The room suddenly became silent.

"Hahahahaha!"

Just then, a burst of crisp laughter came from outside the house.

Qiantang's eyes lit up and he walked out of the house.

I saw a young man standing next to the fire outside the house.

The boy was wearing rags and his face was covered in mud, but Qiantang's expression was indeed very solemn. As a warrior at the fifth level of the heavens, he could sense the terrible smell of blood on the boy.

Apparently, not long ago, the other party had killed someone in an extremely bloody manner!

"I am Qiantang. My friends in the martial arts world gave me face and called me Smiling Tiger. I have been waiting here for a long time!"

Qiantang bowed slightly.

The young man waved his hand, walked straight across Qiantang and into the house.

He glanced at everyone in the room, sat down nearby, and spoke to Yumian Pipa in a gentle manner, "Come here, tell me your name."

Jade-faced Pipa pondered for a moment, glanced at Qiantang, walked up to the young man, bowed to him, and whispered:
"My Lord, I am Jade Face"

Before he could say anything, the young man's hand reached directly into his arms, one hand gently wrapped around the other's slender waist, and said, "It's not important, it's not important!"

Although she was in the martial arts world and came from a romantic place, Yumian Pipa was not a casual person. She did not expect that the young man would be so lustful at this time. When she was about to get angry, she found that the hand that was hugging her actually clamped her tightly, and even the energy in her body was sealed.

The woman's face changed drastically. To be able to do this without making a sound, only a warrior above the fifth level could do so.

At this moment, the boy smiled.

"Pfft!"

Blood donation splash.

Jade-faced Pipa was stunned for a moment, and felt a pain in her heart. She saw the boy's hand was stained with blood, and a beating heart appeared in his palm. The boy still had a smile on his face, and then he opened his mouth and swallowed the whole heart.

For a moment, everyone, including Qiantang, was stunned.

Who could have thought that a young man who looked like a beggar could be so cruel and bloody.

Even Qian Tang, who was used to seeing fighting, couldn't help but frown. He stepped forward and stared at the young man with a cold face, "You hurt my people so much, don't you have to give me an explanation!"

These people around me were gathered by myself. If they were scared away by such bloody methods of the young man, then I would have to complete the task alone.

The young man looked at Qian Tang with a smile and said calmly:

"An Hongyun's ten heavenly stems are not easy to deal with. In order to kill Chongguang and Zhaoyang, he paid a great price. If we don't replenish them, it will affect the general's plan. No one can bear the consequences!"

There was no trace of apology in the young man's words. He glanced at the jade-faced Pipa lying in the blood at his feet, took out a round crystal, and handed it to Qian Tang:
"This top-grade Yang Glazed Crystal contains a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. There is still plenty of time. You can absorb it here first. After the matter is done, there will be a lot of this stuff!"

After saying that, the young man no longer paid attention to everyone and walked out of the hut.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, their eyes filled with the enthusiasm of Zhiyang Liulijing.

Jade-faced Pipa, from which sticky blood was still flowing on the ground, seemed to have been forgotten by everyone at this moment.

Yujiang Town.

In a dilapidated courtyard.

Four monks sat in a circle.

Sitting among them was a blind old monk, with the Buddha's light flowing from his body, a golden color filled with a faint blood glow.

A monk suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Brother Qingchen, our master ordered us to bring back the Nine-Child Buddha Lotus at all costs!"

A square-faced monk sitting next to him opened his eyes and nodded slightly.

They are all monks from Lingxu Temple, and they gathered in the small town of Yujiang this time for the Nine-Child Buddhist Lotus.

At this time, the long-faced monk beside Qingchen frowned slightly: "Brother, this journey may not be easy!"

"Although there are many bandits in this town, there are a few of them whose cultivation level is so high that even my magical eyes cannot see through them!"

Qingchen still looked calm, and slowly said, "Donor An, you must go all out for a lotus petal."

"As for those people in Wanzhou, even if there are more of them, they are just so-so and not a cause for concern."

"It's the young man in white who was able to subdue five great monsters by himself. What a change!"

Hearing the solemnity in Qingchen's words, the expressions on the faces of the other monks also became solemn.

At this time, the blind old monk sitting in the middle slowly said: "Calm your mind and don't let greed and anger disturb the peace of mind!"

"Although this journey is not easy, it is related to the century-long plan of Lingxu Temple. Even if there are demons rampant in front of us, we will convert them!"

As he spoke, he looked in the direction of Qingchen with his already empty eyes and said, "Junior Brother Qingchen, when the time comes, you take the Nine-Child Buddha Lotus first, and I will stop all the evil!"

Qingchen remained silent, looking at the old monk calmly, and after a while he slowly said, "Brother Qingyuan, your killing power is not stable. If you have the killing intention, I'm afraid..."

The old monk shook his head calmly:
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

After the old monk finished speaking, he stopped talking.

The other monks looked at the old monk twice, their hearts agitated a little, and then returned to silence again!

(End of this chapter)