Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi walked through the passage and came to the main hall of the temple. At a glance, they saw two Yuanying monks from the Xiong family and two Yuanying monks from the Tianxing Sect facing each other at daggers.
As for Shen Mingjing, he was standing behind the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianxing Sect and was protected by them.
Jiang Yuebai's peripheral vision quickly swept across the main hall of the temple. The entire hall was very spacious and circular. The floor was made of glossy black stone tiles without any patterns on them.
The top of the head is a white ring with a dark interior, corresponding to the shadow of the twelfth yin and the candlelight of the sun.
On the walls around the main hall, there are nine oval gates, which are like ripples in a lake. There are things in them that rise and fall with the ripples, flickering on and off.
Jiang Yuebai glanced at it and roughly saw dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns. Before he could see the others clearly, he heard Shen Mingjing's voice.
"As expected of fellow Taoist Wangshu, you caught up so quickly."
Jiang Yuebai withdrew his gaze, and sent out a spiritual thought to continue to check the surrounding situation, and he and Lu Nazhi were on full alert.
As soon as Shen Mingjing opened his mouth, two Xiong monks in black and blue attire suddenly turned around and stared at Jiang Yuebai.
Among them, Xiong Wanjun, who had thick eyebrows and a square face, and was born in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, asked in a rough voice, "Where is my true master?"
On the side, Xiong Tianlai, who looked young and gentle, in the early stage of Nascent Soul, secretly held the magic weapon and was ready to go.
Lu Nazhi was about to draw her sword, but Jiang Yuebai pressed her arm and said in a loud voice, "The culprit who plotted against and seriously injured your true master is there, why are you yelling at me? Don't worry, your true master is still breathing right now. "
As soon as the words fell, both of the Xiong family looked surprised. Shen Mingjing's eyes trembled slightly, and he frowned and wondered whether Jiang Yuebai was telling the truth or a lie.
Such a good opportunity, why didn't she kill Xiong Yanhong?
Xiong Wanjun and Xiong Tianlai looked at each other. They had already decided to retreat. They had gained something on the Tongtian Steps.
At this time, the life and death of their true master was uncertain, and there were many mysteries here, which made them feel very bad. Even if they had the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, they would still have to die to take it.
Without Zhenzun accompanying them, the two of them had no chance of escaping unscathed.
Thinking of this, the two of them glared fiercely at the two monks from the Tianxing Sect and Shen Mingjing. The Tianxing Sect and the Xiong family had been cooperating for many years, but they did not expect that Shen Mingjing would provoke the relationship with a few words.
This matter must be reported to the clan leader as soon as possible and the cooperation between the Xiong clan and the Tianxing Sect must be re-examined.
The two Xiongs walked away. Jiang Yuebai's heart tightened and she was about to think of a way to stop them from destroying the medicine.
At this time, Shen Mingjing suddenly looked past Jiang Yuebai and towards the dark corridor behind her.
Jiang Yuebai also felt a chill behind him, and he and Lu Nazhi felt an unparalleled pressure at the same time, and the two of them immediately dodged towards the side of the palace.
"None of you can leave today!"
There was a sharp shout and a blast of wind.
The two Xiongs were shocked and panicked, but they were still hit in the chest by the strong wind. They flew backwards like cannonballs, hit the ground heavily and rolled several times. As soon as they got up, they each spat out a mouthful of blood.
I saw a female cultivator at the peak of her transformation wearing a green dress and a cherry pink short shirt walking towards her. She had a stern look on her face and let go of all her pressure. She completely enveloped every corner of the entire hall, making everyone present feel even more stressed. .
Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nazhi retreated to a distance. Behind them was a water wave gate with the shadow of a black turtle flashing. Facing the pressure of the peak of the transformation of gods, Jiang Yuebai's soul was powerful and he was a chaotic body, so there was not much pressure.
But she imitated Lu Nazhi's frown and gritted her teeth, grinning as if she couldn't resist, and secretly pinched Lu Nazhi's arm to help her relieve the pressure.
Jiang Yuebai was not surprised when Wen Su suddenly arrived. Judging from Shen Mingjing's expression, if he wasn't having an affair with Wen Su, he might have expected the current situation.
Wen Su stood at the entrance, scanning the crowd with cold eyes.
"I didn't expect so many people to come in this time."
Jiang Yuebai's heart skipped a beat, as this sentence revealed too much information.
This time, it means that there are times before, and times before and before, Wen Su has been here many times.
In other words, before the Kunxu Secret Realm was opened, it was not that no one had entered here, but that those who entered could not get out.
Jiang Yuebai's head went numb, and he subconsciously took half a step back, thinking about whether to take Lu Nazhi and escape now.
Wen Su suddenly turned her head and looked towards Jiang Yuebai, making her feel like she was being seen through.
"Don't worry, I just want to ask you to help me get something. If I get something, I will express my gratitude to you."
Jiang Yuebai scolded her in her heart. The most important gift was to send them to the underworld, right?
The two Xiong family monks helped each other stand up. The two Tianxing Sect members looked at each other and then at Shen Mingjing.
Shen Mingjing narrowed his eyes and nodded, signaling them to be calm.
Lu Nanzhi also looked at Jiang Yuebai. In front of the peak of divine transformation, they did not dare to communicate casually.
But Jiang Yuebai suddenly saw Lu Nazhi making a gesture to her. It was at the ruins of Kowloon. She was afraid that the nine-headed dragon would discover the message. Only she and Lu Nazhi knew the content of the specially designed gesture code.
Lu Nazhi said, don't be afraid.
Jiang Yuebai had a stiff neck, who is afraid!
"Do you know what the Immortal Lord took here back then? Then he rushed to the Mahayana stage and mastered the fruit of water?"
Wen Su asked himself and answered, "It's a Kunpeng Eye, and there is another Kunpeng Eye in this temple. As long as you pass through the surrounding doors, you can naturally reach the inner hall and see the Kunpeng enshrined there." The altar of the eye.”
Wen Su has a profound gaze. As long as she gets another Kunpeng Eye, she will fly away immediately. When she is strong enough, why should she be afraid of Immortal Lord Chongming? Even if he takes away his Dao Fruit, it is not impossible!
"Don't worry, you guys, what you got on the Tongtian Steps was just a small gift from the Kunxu Palace. The things behind these doors are the treasures you can get once in your life. It depends on you what you can get. Your own choice.”
"As for the Kunpeng Eye, it is not within the limits of the laws of the shrine. Even if you can obtain the treasures in the shrine, you can still try to get the Kunpeng Eye. As long as someone can get the Kunpeng Eye, I am willing to exchange it for an acquired spiritual treasure."
The day after tomorrow spiritual treasure!
The four monks of the Xiong family and the Tianxing Sect opened their eyes wide. The acquired spiritual treasures can only be encountered but not available. If an acquired spiritual treasure is properly cultivated, it can accompany the monks all the way to the Mahayana stage.
But their eyes quickly dimmed, because now Wen Su had absolute suppression on them, and even if they could get their lives, they might not be able to leave alive.
In other words, if they had the ability to get the Kunpeng Eye, how could they exchange it with Wensu?
But if you don't follow Wen Su's orders, you may die immediately.
The situation did not allow them to have any other choice. They could only start to look around the doors, thinking about which one to enter.
Maybe after entering, you can find another exit to leave.
Lu Nazhi gestured and asked Jiang Yuebai. Jiang Yuebai looked around and found that these gates and formations did not match, and there were no rules. The phantoms in the water waves might represent a type of inheritance and corresponding trials.
"Only one person can pass through each door. The trial is completed. Come back here. I will be waiting for you here."
In the distance, Shen Mingjing was as expected by Jiang Yuebai and walked to the door with the phantom of Qilin. Next to him was the Qinglong Gate that Jiang Yuebai wanted to choose.
The main reason is that there is no grass gate here, otherwise she would have a deeper connection with the spiritual grass species and be more sure of it.
Lu Nanzhi thought for a moment and chose the Xuanwu Gate, which represented water.
Once it comes, make peace with it, wait and see, catch it if you can, if you can't catch it, if you can't catch it, run away!
Also, I write more slowly...
