"The mark was in Anqi, but now it has moved?"
In the life-card side hall of the God King Temple, Nan Rong and Qiu tried their best to keep a straight face and asked the young priest in front of them.
"Yes. And the direction of movement is northeast. Presumably, it is on the way from Anqi to the Temple of the God King."
The young priest also had a businesslike expression.
"The screening of candidates for priests from various tribes in the Temple of the God King is about to begin. The so-called 'murderer' is likely to be among the visitors from the Anqi tribe. This is the current inference of several priests responsible for guarding the side hall of the Ming Pai. .”
"Okay, I understand. I will pass these words on to the teacher."
Nanrong and Qiu gave each other a simple salute. The young priest bent down and solemnly replied:
"It is our honor to contribute to the Heavenly Snake Spirit and the Temple of the God King."
Nanrong and Qiu showed a hint of embarrassment on their faces. Obviously, this boy who had just become a priest was not used to having to add such a heavy return gift after such a simple handover of conversation.
But he also knew that this was the tradition of the God King Temple. He cannot make it difficult for the other party not to do so just because he feels it is unnecessary.
He adjusted his gorgeous robes and was about to say goodbye when a man suddenly walked in from behind.
The ferocious-looking young man looked impatient. He didn't seem to notice that Nan Rong and Qiu were still here, and he cursed:
"What kind of rubbish is that in Gu Mingtai? It would be better if he died! You still bother to check it out! Check it out! Just for the sake of his obedience!"
Nan Rong and Qiu suddenly raised their eyebrows and turned to look at him:
"Killing the 'priest candidate' is contempt for the Temple of the God King. Shouldn't it be investigated? Shouldn't it be punished?"
In fact, he just wanted to express his doubtful emotions, but because of his identity, these words had a hint of "How dare you do this" to the other two people present.
The young priest looked even more panicked and tried to change the subject:
"A Ying! Why did you run out? Go back quickly, your work is not finished yet!"
"Who is this person? Isn't he just a little devil? Fan Shansheng, why are you nervous? It's not too hot to wear such a cloth."
The young man who was called "A Ying" glanced at the young priest with disgust, and then glanced at Nan Rong and Qiu inexplicably.
"Do you know what kind of person Gu Mingtai is? He is a second-generation ancestor who bullies men and dominates women. He even dares to play with his father's women. Which of the pretty women in Naxi Village has he not played with? Has anyone counted them? How many women has he killed and how many men has he beaten to death?
"Investigate? Is it just an investigation? You are investigating the murderer to punish him and execute him to preserve the majesty of the God King Temple! You really think that others are so easy to deceive like a three-year-old child! But what is the punishment for this? This is obviously People from harm!
"You don't care at all what Gu Mingtai has done, you only care that he is a 'priest candidate'! Human life is so insignificant in your eyes, you are just trying every possible means to preserve the reputation of the Temple of the God King!
"If you ask me, if this kind of person would be selected, it would be like the Snake King is blind..."
"Shut up!"
Fan Shansheng was so angry that he rushed over and covered A Ying's mouth, and quickly smiled at Nan Rong and Qiu Qian:
"Children are ignorant. They are ignorant. They are talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart..."
How could Nan Rong and Qiu not take it to heart?
At the age of eight, he was sent to the Temple of the God King to receive instruction from his teacher. Countless people told him that the Heaven-reaching Snake Spirit is supreme, that everything done by the Temple of the God King is right and good, and that those with sincere beliefs will receive blessings...
But those ragged people are real, and those cries floating in the hills of Hengchuan are also real.
Therefore, what he wanted to hear was also true.
He would not completely believe in the ideas instilled in him by the priests of the Temple of the God King, and naturally he would not believe what A Ying said.
"The Shenwang Temple has its own idea of right and wrong in Gumingtai. But how do you know that the murderer didn't do it for his own selfish reasons, or to suppress the Naxi tribe?"
He spoke calmly. He has always been so calm and steady. Only in front of someone like the teacher would he find it difficult to hide his childlike nature.
"Aren't the people from their Anqi tribe coming? Go and see what that person is like! I'm afraid it won't change anything after you see it!"
The young man bit Fan Shansheng, broke free from the other man's control, left angrily with only one word.
Fan Shansheng couldn't stop him, and when he saw Nan Rong and Qiu's expressionless faces, he gritted his teeth and knelt down on the ground.
Before he could speak, Nan Rong and Qiu waved their hands in a pretentious manner and said:
"I won't tell others about this. I don't care what your relationship is with him, but take care of the people around you.
"Since none of us have seen who the murderer is, it's best not to make any comments."
Fan Shansheng kowtowed heavily again:
"Thank you, thank you for your kindness. Please never leave the temple. It's not worth risking your life for such a trivial matter!"
Nan Rong and Qiu didn't look at him again, but turned and left the side hall.
In a corner where Fan Shansheng could not see, Nan Rong and Qiu whispered:
"Whether it's worth it or not, that's up to me. Who told you that I like trash people like Gu Mingtai..."
He looked up towards the distant mountains. At the other end of the mountain is the road leading to Yanshan Canyon:
"I'm really...a little curious..."
…
——"Escape. Run away. Escape from this prison!"
——"Go to the person they can't control. Go to the person they don't want you to get close to. Go to the person who is incompatible with your 'story'! Only such a person can save you!"
"Huha——! Huh, huh, huh..."
Late at night, Ling Linhan woke up from a nightmare.
The bonfire in the camp was dancing with orange light, and the roaring sound made him gradually wake up from his dream.
Ling Yao sat on the wooden stake in front of the bonfire, fiddling with the firewood that fell out of the flames:
"Hey, are you awake? Are you changing your shift?"
He laughed and looked at Ling Linhan.
This is... the most out of place person in that "story"; the only person he can think of who can save him.
"Okay. Let me wake up first..."
Ling Linhan got up and walked towards the bonfire.
This is why he finally chose to write to Ling Yao.
He didn't know if Ling Yao had already noticed it, but he would never point it out personally.
Because he couldn't help but ask for help, and subconsciously refused to admit that he was dragging Ling Yao into trouble.
Because of this, when Ling Yao appeared in Anqizhai, while he was happy, he also felt huge fear in his heart.
Why did Ling Yao come? Why should he help himself?
If he is being used, what value does he have in using him now? But if you don't use him...
It might as well be to use him.
Ling Yao didn't fully understand Ling Linhan's current mood. But why he was willing to accept Ling Linhan's invitation, and now he took on the responsibility of sending them to the Temple of the God King...
To say that he was purely using Ling Linhan seemed a bit unkind. After all, if the relationship between people only consisted of use, it would be difficult to live in peace.
But it is unrealistic to say that he has no purpose at all.
The Tianhua exotic treasures in the Liuchuan Forest Area are rich and diverse, attracting many cultivators - especially cultivators who prefer to collect herbs and poisons to come and explore.
However, the terrain here is complex, the monsters are widely distributed, of many types, with varying strengths, the power struggles are complicated, and there is also a tradition of xenophobia left over thousands of years.
If you want to experience here, fighting alone is obviously not a good choice.
Or, travel together with strong people, avoid the locals, and slowly explore the territory of monster beasts and the place where the powerful fell deep in the jungle;
Either form an alliance with the local tribe, borrow the east wind, and jointly attack a certain monster that dominates the mountain, or explore the ruins that have been excavated.
Ling Yao, who was invited by Ling Linhan, the best choice was obviously the latter. With the power of the Anqi tribe, he can explore more areas more efficiently.
As for central areas like the Temple of the God King, there were few records of Changling Sword Gate, so he couldn't miss it.
And he also wants to know...why this little blue stripe keeps following him.
I woke up in the middle of the night and found a "hissing" crawling on my arm. It was really scary...
Seeing that Ling Linhan's eyesight gradually returned to clarity, Ling Yao scanned the surrounding environment again and stretched:
"Okay, it's almost time for me to catch up on my sleep. Otherwise you will have to drag me sleepwalking on the road tomorrow morning...who?!"
He suddenly turned his head and looked at a low bush.
Ling Linhan raised his head in confusion, seemingly not noticing any unusual aura.
But Ling Yao's judgment is unlikely to be wrong. Seeing Ling Yao holding the Shadow Sword and walking towards that place, Ling Linhan also tightened his grip on the dagger at his waist, ready to take action at any time and wake up the others.
Ling Yao had already confirmed that there were no living creatures nearby, but he suddenly noticed an unusual fluctuation in the ice python.
Being able to locate the ice python so accurately reminded him of the location of the so-called "murderer" in the God King Temple.
Although it is just a guess, one cannot be too cautious about this kind of thing.
The blade of the Shadow Sword easily split through the bushes blocking the view, and seemed to be about to strike directly at the black shadow behind the bushes. The creature hiding in the darkness finally couldn't bear it anymore and rolled out of the bushes.
Ling Yao did not withdraw his sword, but frowned:
"Human... imp?"
After saying this, his eyes focused on the other party's complicated clothes. Immediately, he opened the aura of the Pure Realm and locked it on the little boy:
"who are you?"
"I am……!!"
Before the boy could say anything, the powerful aura of Ling Yaopu's phase suddenly pressed on him, making his face look a little ugly.
This person was asking him, but in fact he was not given a chance to answer at all!
Although he was only in the Awakening Realm, the people at the Temple of the God King cared for him and cared about him in every possible way. How could he experience the horror of facing a master of the Pure Phase Realm head-on!
And he just used a little magic to confirm whether the mark was on this group of people. How could this person be so sharp and discover himself directly!
Thinking of this, Nan Rong and Qiu felt a sense of fear in their hearts.
Obviously, Ling Yao did not intend to let the other party speak easily. He just took one look and deduced that this child was only in the enlightenment state, but he was wearing the clothes of a priest of the God King Temple, and also had a charm that could block his own perception.
Even a priest is not qualified to let his family wear such clothes - this can only show that this is a child who has been valued and adopted by the Temple of the God King since he was a child!
But he knew this, but he couldn't point it out directly. Otherwise, if he pretends to be a "Rukawa native" but disrespects the "Shenwang Temple", his vest will be stripped off directly.
However, it is impossible for a child of this status to escape from the God King Temple alone. Someone will definitely be sent to protect him!
Therefore, he had already spread his spiritual consciousness, and by threatening the child's life, he wanted to inspire the protectors hiding around him.
result……
No!
Not to mention the protector, except for the people of the Anqi tribe and this child, there is not even a living person here!
Co-authored: Is this a rebellious kid running away from home? ! Is he a brat? Why is he such a brat? !
Just as Ling Yao was wondering whether the other party's protector could really be so patient, Nan Rong and Qiu spoke:
"Stop looking. They don't know I'm here.
"But if you really dare to take action, they will know you are here instantly."
Although the words were difficult to say, his tone was calm.
And didn't these words just mean that he already knew that Ling Yao actually understood his identity?
Ling Yao didn't expect this. He thought that the rebellious children who ran away from home were all little fools like Ling Linhan back then.
But he could understand this child's confidence.
After all, they had only one day left to go from the Temple of the God King. If something happens to the people from the God King Temple here, they will definitely notice it.
Never mind whether it was the people of Anqizhai who did it or not. The people of Anqizhai did not protect them well and had no good fruits to eat.
Ling Yao collected his breath. Nan Rong and Qiu suddenly felt their breathing became easier. They fell to the ground and began to gasp for air.
"In this case, you also understand that I am not afraid of them, right?"
Seeing that the young man standing aside and staring closely did not show a strange expression because of these words, Nan Rong and Qiu guessed that Ling Yao was sending a message to him alone.
He clutched his throat and nodded heavily.
"Well, seeing as you are quite sensible, I will speak frankly."
Ling Yao put away the Chengying Sword, squatted down, looked at him levelly, and asked:
"You little brat from the Temple of the God King, what are you doing here by yourself? You're not here to die, are you?"
Nan Rong and Qiu finally calmed down their chaotic auras and looked at Ling Yao:
"I came to see you.
"To be precise, I came to see the murderer of 'Gu Mingtai'. Originally, I wasn't sure who it was, but you keenly sensed my spell. Doesn't that mean the mark is on you?"
However, the young man in front of him raised an eyebrow:
"That's it? You're so curious... But you also found the wrong person. The real 'murderer' is actually..."
"hiss!"
Suddenly, a small blue strip stood up from the young man's turban, firmly indicating that "I did this."
Nanrong and Qiu looked intently, then...
"Ah!! There's a snake!!!"
Ling Yao:...?
Are you still from the God King Temple? Isn’t it shameful to be afraid of snakes?
