, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Who are they? The clothes they wear are really strange."
"I have never seen such people. Not only did they shave their heads, but they also had so many scars on their foreheads... They are really busy!"
"They call themselves 'poor monks'? Also, what does 'Amitabha' mean?"
…
Representatives of the major dynasties and young talents were talking a lot.
They had never seen anyone dressed like this.
Of course, there were also several representatives of the dynasty who frowned, and then they seemed to remember something and whispered:
"I heard that there are some powerful sects 'outside the territory'. The people inside are all bald and have ring scars on their heads... They abstain from sex, focus on martial arts, and use force to master the mysteries!"
"Yes! I have also heard that...it is said that they are called 'holy monks' by ordinary people 'outside the territory', but warriors outside the territory generally call them 'monks'."
"I didn't expect that there really are monks... I don't know if they really abstain from sex and pornography! There is no sexual intercourse between men and women, and there is no big fish and meat. It makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it."
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The voices of representatives of several dynasties were clearly heard in the ears of others.
Monk?
Quit sex?
Except for Duan Lingtian, the other representatives and young talents of the ten major dynasties were dumbfounded.
"There are still people like this... abstaining from sex, and focusing on martial arts. If they can't become strong, then it's really unreasonable!"
"I don't even want to be such a strong man!"
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions and naturally thinks differently."
…
For a moment, the scene became noisy due to the arrival of three monks.
Looking at the three monks, Duan Lingtian couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart. His mental power swept out and touched the young monk immediately because he was the weakest.
The young monk is about thirty-five years old. He has a delicate appearance and calm eyes. He looks senile, as if he has seen through the world of mortals.
"Dong...sixth level of Dongxu Realm?"
After discovering the young monk's cultivation, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but shrink his pupils. He never expected that this monk, who was similar in age to most of the young talents from the ten major dynasties present, turned out to be an existence at the sixth level of the Cave Void Realm.
This is really incredible!
"Where did they come from? A young monk is so strong, aren't these two middle-aged monks..."
Before Duan Lingtian's thoughts could turn around, the mental energy of the middle-aged monk Huiming suddenly paused, and then seemed to sink into the sea and disappear without a trace.
"It's really surprising that the little donor has such spiritual attainments at such a young age."
At the same time, a voice came from Duan Lingtian's ear, and it was Huiming's voice.
Duan Lingtian couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes full of fear.
He knew that this Huiming should be a strong man on the same level as Ning Can and Jian Shisan, and a being above the seventh level of the Void Transformation Realm.
Moreover, behind Huiming, there must be a behemoth that can be on par with Canglang Castle and Sword Gate.
Huiming gave Duan Lingtian a friendly look, then looked at Dao Wu, "Deputy Master Dao, long time no see, how are you doing?"
"Of course I'll help you, a bald ass."
Dao Wu hummed, as if he was not interested in Huiming.
Huiming was not angry, and looked at Feng Wei again and said hello, "Feng Deputy Fortress, this poor monk is polite."
"Huiming, Huijing, take that little bald donkey and leave quickly... You are not welcome in our Canglang Castle!"
Feng Wei said in a deep voice. At the same time, he looked at Jian Shisan in the distance, as if he was reminding Jian Shisan something.
"Huiming Bald Donkey, we know your purpose of coming...but I, Sword Sect, and Canglang Castle have reached an agreement. I'm afraid you, 'Yunkong Temple', won't be able to come in and get a share of the pie."
Jian Shisan looked at Huiming and said slowly.
The voice was not loud, but it was laced with an unquestionable tone.
"Deputy Sect Master Jian, since the poor monk shows up, he is sure to be able to intervene."
Huiming smiled faintly, and there was a hint of confidence on Gujing Wubo's face.
After hearing Huiming's words, the expressions of Ning Can and Feng Wei, the deputy masters of Canglang Castle, as well as Jian Shisan and Dao Wu from Sword Sect, instantly changed.
At the same time, they all raised their heads and looked towards the sky.
"Now that you're here, why hide?!"
Ning Can said in a loud voice.
And almost as soon as Ning Can finished speaking, behind the clouds and mist on the horizon, a middle-aged man in commoner clothes flew out of the sky and appeared in front of people.
The middle-aged man looks ordinary, but he faintly exudes an aura that repels people thousands of miles away. It is obviously because of the special skills he practices.
The middle-aged man's face was calm, neither happy nor angry, and his eyes were even duller. He looked even more desireless than the three monks.
"Pei An!"
Seeing this middle-aged commoner, Ning Can and Feng Wei's expressions darkened. Even Jian Shisan and Dao Wu's expressions were not good-looking. It was obvious that they did not expect this person to come.
call!
The middle-aged man's body moved and he fell into the air gracefully.
And behind the clouds and mist behind him, another person appeared, a young man with a calm face, also wearing cloth. The young man followed closely behind the middle-aged man and fell together.
"It's him!"
As soon as the young man appeared, Duan Lingtian's pupils couldn't help but shrink, with a look of shock on his face.
He knew this young man and had dealt with him before.
However, he never expected that the other party would appear here.
It wasn't just Duan Lingtian who was inexplicably horrified, even Zi Shang and Long Yun looked horrified at this moment, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Why is he here?"
The same thought came to their minds.
"Duan Lingtian...he...isn't he 'Mr. Yan', one of the five great masters of the Qinglin Empire?"
At some point, Su Li stood beside Duan Lingtian and asked hesitantly.
Su Li remembered it clearly.
Back when he participated in the Qinglin Empire's "Genius Contest", he had seen this commoner young man who failed. He seemed to be Young Master Yan among the five young masters of the Qinglin Empire.
It seems to be called 'Zhang Yan'!
Mr. Yan, Zhang Yan!
He still remembered that there were only five places in the 'Genius Competition', but because of his arrival, Zhang Yan was eliminated and failed to go to the Blackstone Empire to participate in the 'Empire Youth Talent Competition'.
Isn't this Zhang Yan supposed to live a mediocre life in the Qinglin Empire?
How come he is here?
Moreover, he is followed by a strong man that even his master seems to be a little afraid of. The person who can make his master afraid is undoubtedly a strong man who can be regarded as a great one even outside the territory.
"Sect Master Pei!"
Huiming and Huijing put their hands together, looked at the middle-aged man in cloth clothes, and bowed slightly.
"metropolitan?!"
Jian Shisan, Ning Can, Dao Wu and Feng Wei were shocked when they heard what the two monks said.
Obviously, none of them expected that the middle-aged commoner in front of them had become the 'sect leader' of that sect.
They knew exactly what this meant.
"Pei An, you...have you entered that realm?"
Dao Wu took a breath of cold air. Although he had some guesses in his heart, he couldn't help but ask.
Pei An looked at Huiming and Huijing, nodded lightly, then looked at Dao Wu, and spoke slowly, his voice was calm and hollow, "Dao Wu, you don't seem to have made any progress in the past few years?"
Dao Wu was so angry that his face turned red, but he was speechless.
If it were another person, he would have killed him with a single blow, but the middle-aged commoner in front of him was beyond his reach.
As a person of the same generation, the aura of the other party even surpassed that of his junior brother 'Sword Thirteen'.
Jian Shisan, in their time, could be regarded as the number one person in the Sword Sect.
"Who are you? How dare you humiliate my master!"
Dao Wu didn't respond, but Long Yun was furious. He took a step forward and glared at Pei An.
In his heart, his master cannot be blasphemed by anyone.
Snapped!
A clear slap sounded, Long Yun tilted his head, and there was a burning slap mark on his face.
At the same time, a young man in civilian clothes appeared in front of Long Yun, looking at Long Yun expressionlessly.
It was this person who slapped Long Yun just now.
"Zhang Yan, you are seeking death!"
Long Yun was stunned by the slap. When he reacted, his face showed a ferocious expression. He raised his hand and swung out his knife, slashing at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to split the person in half.
Wow!
Long Yun took action with anger and used all his strength. The artistic conception of the second-level cultivation of Dongxu Realm and the first-level sword was fully displayed. In conjunction with the third-level spiritual sword, he mobilized the power of heaven and earth to transform into the power of seventy ancient horned dragons.
Facing the sword that contained the power of seventy ancient horned dragons, Zhang Yan remained expressionless, as if he hadn't seen it.
Just when many people thought Zhang Yan was going to be split in half by Long Yun's sword.
Clang!
A loud noise was heard, causing the scene to fall into dead silence.
In full view of everyone, Long Yun struck out with all his strength. The sword that contained the power of seventy ancient horned dragons was unexpectedly taken by the young man in cloth with his bare hands.
Moreover, only two fingers are used, thumb and index finger.
Two fingers entwined with a layer of materialized 'Water Concept', pinched the blade and blocked Long Yun's angry blow.
"drink!!"
Long Yun shouted loudly and wanted to withdraw the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand, but found that Zhang Yan's hands were like iron pliers, making it impossible for him to withdraw the sword.
"How can it be?!"
For a moment, Long Yun's pupils shrank, with a look of horror on his face, and he looked at Zhang Yan who was looking at him expressionlessly in disbelief, "You... how could you have such a strong strength?!"
At this moment, Long Yun was more than just shocked.
Duan Lingtian, Zi Shang and Su Li, everyone who knew Zhang Yan's past, were extremely shocked by the strength Zhang Yan was showing now.
"It's only been a few years... how could this Zhang Yan have such great strength?"
Looking at the one hundred and fifty ancient horned dragons dancing in the void above Zhang Yan's head, Duan Lingtian felt that his heartbeat was frighteningly fast.
When his mental power extended, he detected Zhang Yan's current cultivation level.
"Dong...sixth level of Dongxu Realm?!"
Duan Lingtian's expression changed slightly. He never expected that in just a few years, Zhang Yan would possess such a powerful cultivation level.
The power of one hundred and fifty ancient horned dragons.
Eighty of them were at the sixth level of Dongxu Realm.
In other words, Zhang Yan also comprehended the 'Sixth Level Intermediate Water Concept'.
