Chapter 3372
Qin Yang heard an unfamiliar word again.
"Wang Zun? Senior Southwest King, what is Wang Zun?"
King Southwest said: "The Nine Great Kings are the most powerful Nine Heads among the Demon Kings. Their strength is also first-rate among the Demon Kings."
"Some people even won't be at a disadvantage when facing the Demon Lord. You can imagine how powerful these kings are, right?"
"The Eighteen Demon Lords and the Nine Great Kings, these are the top combat powers of the Demon God Clan."
Seeing that the Southwest King had said so much, Thief Saint seemed not to want to lose face, so he spoke immediately.
"I heard that the nine kings correspond to the nine most important cities in Daxia today."
"It's in the East China Sea, and it's also in Kyoto."
Qin Yang thought in his heart, and sure enough, it was the same as he had guessed before!
If there is a devil sealing the East China Sea, there are also other top cities!
"I don't know the location on the other side of the East China Sea, but I have some impression of Wang Zun on the other side of Kyoto."
"Do you know about Garoji Temple? Garoji Temple in Kyoto suppresses a king, what is his name, King Dandelion?"
The Southwest King sneered: "You idiot, that's called Pu Rong King!"
"More than a hundred years ago, King Pu Rong forcibly broke the seal in Jialuo Temple, causing turmoil in the entire Jialuo Temple!"
"Abbot Kasyapa of Jialuo Temple worked hard to suppress King Pu Rong!"
"But Kyoto warriors at that time took advantage of the chaos and broke into the Garo Temple in search of treasures, resulting in the murder of a large number of Garo Temple monks."
"That's why Jialuo Temple has hated Daxia warriors very much since then, and wants to eat their flesh and blood."
Qin Yang's face condensed slightly. Is this why the abbot of Jialuo Temple hates Daxia warriors?
It turned out that something like this had happened, no wonder it was so difficult to obtain Arhat’s golden paste.
If anyone encounters this kind of thing, who the hell would still let you come?
It would be polite not to blast them out violently!
Qin Yang said: "I was thinking of going to Jialuo Temple. So, if I want to enter Jialuo Temple, it will be very difficult?"
"Tsk, tsk, you kid, do you want to provoke that enlightened monk?"
The Thief Saint looked like he was watching a show: "Go ahead and let me see how you die!"
Qin Yang said: "I can fight with the peak saint. With such strength, I should be able to defeat the abbot of Jialuo Temple, right?"
"Oh, boy, stop bragging. With such strength, how can you be caught here? Even Yan Luotian, the chief of the Zhenwu Division, can't catch you!"
The Thief Saint obviously did not believe that Qin Yang had such fighting power.
The Southwest King did the same, and smiled lowly, but did not mock out loud.
"Master Kasyapa, the abbot of Jialuo Temple, no one knows what his strength is, but to be responsible for guarding King Pu Rong, he must be at a high level."
"Even if you reach the peak of the saints, you may not be able to get anything good."
So powerful... Qin Yang's heart trembled secretly, so to speak, Master Kasyapa is really fierce!
In fact, he no longer has to go to Jialuo Temple.
But he always felt a little mysterious about this place, so he was also a little curious.
It wouldn't be a bad thing if you could go and have a look.
Just when Qin Yang was thinking.
With a creak, the entrance door was opened.
Then, Qin Yang turned his eyes to the visitor.
The person who came was a very charming mature woman, probably in her forties or fifties.
But with proper maintenance and good facial expressions, she still has the appearance of a thirty-year-old woman.
The woman had an indifferent look on her face. After walking in, she fell on Qin Yang and looked at Qin Yang.
She stared at Qin Yang's face for a long time. Qin Yang felt that her gaze was a little strange, and immediately asked: "Who are you?"
"You look so much like your father."
"..."
Qin Yang's eyes were suddenly like lightning, and countless thoughts were surging in his mind.
Father...
He never knew about his parents.
The old man may or may not know.
But he never said.
In this case, Qin Yang didn't ask. This was both important and unimportant to him.
