Murong Yan said anxiously: "Brother Luo Fu, something's wrong!"
"You only care about killing people, and you haven't even taken away their secret jade rings yet!"
Luo Fu glanced around quickly.
Twenty thousand hostile monks, dead and wounded, were scattered in every corner, and it was not easy to collect them.
Only five thousand hostile monks of the first level of the God Refining were included in the Taihuang Prisoner Divine Scroll.
That is, there are still fifteen thousand secret realm jade rings for the one hundred and fifty Xuanqing Taoist monks to enter the temple.
Luo Fu looked at the rolling black clouds again and said, "It's too late, they will be here soon."
"Come in!"
After saying this, Luo Fu held Murong Yan in his arms and rushed into the Lingtian Temple.
Xiaogu and Xiaocang turned into two streams of light and entered Luo Fu's eyebrows.
…
The moment they stepped into the Lingtian Temple, a huge pressure instantly enveloped Luo Fu and Murong Yan.
Both of them felt their bodies sinking!
Murong Yan asked curiously: "Eh? What is this?"
Luo Fu frowned slightly and said: "Forbidden area."
"You can't fight in the forbidden area."
"However, it can be considered a good thing."
With that said, Luo Fu walked quickly through the long corridor.
After walking out of a moon arch, the eyes suddenly opened up.
Luo Fu looked around and took stock of the environment in the temple.
What comes into view is an open dojo with a diameter of three thousand feet.
In the dojo, the environment is not complicated.
In the middle of the dojo is a towering fairy tree surrounded by hundreds of people!
The fairy tree exudes a gleaming fairy light.
Each leaf is crystal clear, as beautiful as crystal.
Under the magic, there is a wordless stone tablet erected.
At the southern end of the dojo, there are six tall sculptures erected.
Judging from the shape of the sculptures, these six human sculptures have six appearances: Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, Chaos, Shiyuan, and Hongmeng.
Luo Fu returned his attention to the fairy tree.
He could feel that this fairy tree contained an astonishing amount of fairy power!
"Luo Fu, you are so brave, how dare you throw yourself into a trap!"
There was a shout and curse at the entrance of the temple.
Immediately afterwards, one hundred and fifty second-level God Refining and Xuanqing Taoist disciples also came in.
As soon as these people passed through the corridor, they raised their hands in the air.
He shouted angrily: "Kill him!"
Someone said: "Don't! There are orders from above, try to capture them alive!"
Say it.
One hundred and fifty people performed magic skills at the same time.
Luo Fu, who was standing in front of the immortal tree, glanced back indifferently, unmoved.
All of a sudden!
One hundred and fifty enemies, the magic power in their bodies is bursting, and the magic breath is overwhelming!
But the next moment.
The Daoqing Demonic Art that was about to burst out from their bodies was annihilated without any warning!
"What!? This is..."
"Senior Brother Lu Nan, why can't we use our skills?"
One hundred and fifty people looked at each other, confused.
Just then.
A gloomy and cold voice slowly floated out from a statue at the south end of the dojo.
"This is a forbidden martial arts zone, so your magic skills cannot be used."
When Luo Fu heard this, he looked towards the south end.
Danjian, Buddha, Taoism, Confucianism, Chaos, Shiyuan and Hongmeng are among the six types of human sculptures.
There is an immortal soul flying out of the sculpture with the "Appearance of Tao".
Luo Fu narrowed his eyes and quickly probed the immortal soul.
It was discovered that it was not a remnant soul, but a complete immortal soul.
When the immortal soul fell to the ground, it transformed into an old man with white hair and a childish face, and an immortal spirit.
But the old man's gaze was extremely sinister, and he was shooting in the direction of the Xuanqing Taoist monk in annoyance.
Obviously, this old man has a bloody vendetta against magic!
Such a cold gaze made the Xuanqing Taoist monks tremble collectively.
"No, this immortal soul is not good. Run away!"
The enemies were shocked and immediately ran into the corridor.
"It's broken, the door is closed!"
"Can't get out!"
The door of the Lingtian Temple had been completely closed with a rumble at some unknown time.
All one hundred and fifty monks from the Xuanqing Taoist Sect were blocked in the temple.
The immortal soul old man slowly floated toward the middle area of the dojo.
Just now, the old man saw the scene where Xuanqing Taoist disciples were about to besiege Luo Fu.
Out of hatred for magic.
The old man naturally became kind to Luo Fu.
The old man floated over and introduced with a kind face: "The founder of Lingtian Temple selected six guardians to protect Lingtian Temple from generation to generation."
"He is old and incapable of talent, but he is one of the six guardians."
"For eight million years, we have six guardians, one of whom takes turns every ten thousand years."
"Today is the first day of shift in the old man's fifty thousand years."
Luo Fu nodded and said: "Old sir, to practice in this Lingtian Temple, you have to absorb the immortal power from this immortal tree."
The old man's eyes showed approval: "My little friend has good eyesight."
"This tree is called the Lingtian Immortal Tree."
"The immortal power in the tree will be diluted into spiritual power for you to practice."
As he said that, the old man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked towards the corridor, and said solemnly: "My friend, please don't worry."
"Human monks dare to collude with demons and practice demonic arts. This is a heinous crime!"
"I will do my best to help my little friend!"
"Those who practice magic skills, haha, don't expect to get any benefits!"
Luo Fu cupped his fists and said, "Well, thank you very much, old man."
Luo Fu understood the old man's position very well.
The monks who died in the Great Secret Realm were all brutally murdered by the demons. Naturally, there is no need to say much about their hatred towards the demons.
The conversation between these two people made the Xuanqing Taoist monks feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
The old man pointed to the wordless stone tablet under the tree: "This tablet has formation restrictions. You need to hold the Lingtian Jade Slip in order to see the words on it."
"What is written in the text is the formula of "Lingtian Wuji Holy Secret"."
"This skill is the only way to absorb the spiritual power of the immortal tree."
At the same time, he smiled and said: "It hasn't come out for fifty thousand years."
"Little friend, although I am a true immortal, when I was a mortal in the human world, I was one of the founders of the Xuanqing Taoist Sect."
"I dare to ask my little friend, my Xuanqing Taoist sect, have we ever been fine in the past 50,000 years?"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Fu suddenly felt something was wrong!
really!
In the corridor, the one hundred and fifty Xuanqing Taoist monks all rushed out overjoyed.
Lu Nan rushed to the front and said happily: "Ancestor!?"
"We are the disciples of Xuanqing Dao Sect!"
The old man was startled and asked curiously: "What? Are you Xuanqing Taoist disciples?"
Lv Nan said happily: "For tens of thousands of years, the Xuanqing Taoist Sect has changed its robes several times. Maybe you didn't recognize it at first sight!"
The old man frowned, looked at Lu Nan, and then looked at Luo Fu.
His face gradually turned cold.
Lu Nan, who had been panicked for a while, became arrogant this time.
He laughed and said: "Luo Fu, you didn't expect it, hahahaha, this generation of guardians is actually the ancestor of my Xuanqing Dao Sect!"
Say it.
Lu Nan cupped his hands and knelt down on one knee to the old man: "To inform our ancestors, this son's name is Luo Fu, and he is always against our Xuanqing Taoist sect!"
"Please, ancestors, make the decision for us!"
The old man's face became more and more gloomy. He stared at Luo Fu with a sneer: "Haha, there are such blind beasts in this human world!"
This person can fall out of favor faster than turning over a book!
A moment ago, he kept calling Luo Fu his little friend, but at this moment, he turned his little friend into a beast.
Luo Fu's face also darkened.
Na Lu Nan laughed three times and said to the old man: "Ancestor, we want to practice here, please help us!"
Facing Lu Nan, the old man's attitude changed, he stroked his beard and smiled: "Come here, here are one hundred and fifty Lingtian Jade Slips. You, my descendants, take them."
"Cultivation, divided into three times, twelve days."
"Every four days, the Forbidden Martial Formation will close itself. At that time, you will take revenge when it's time to take revenge!"
Lu Nan was overjoyed and immediately took away the jade slips and divided them among his fellow disciples.
Immediately, with a cold face, he handed out two Lingtian jade slips to Luo Fu.
Lu Nan showed a malicious expression and said hurriedly: "Ancestor!"
"Luo Fu, a scumbag, is an enemy of my Xuanqing Taoist sect. Can you think of a way to make him absorb less spiritual energy?"
After the old man pondered for a moment, he suddenly sneered and took back the two Lingtian jade slips handed to Luo Fu.
Simply, don’t give it anymore!
Lu Nan and others suddenly burst into laughter.
Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed: "Don't forget your identity, you are the guardian of Lingtian Holy Land."
The old man had a cold face and said indifferently: "Well, so, the old man has the final say here!"
Luo Fu's face darkened: "Are you sure? Believe me, you will regret it."
The old man said arrogantly: "Well, please hurry up and make me regret it. I want to see what you are capable of."
Luo Fu said no more.
Murong Yan was furious and said angrily: "These descendants of your Taoist sect have all deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors and practiced demonic skills!"
"Old man, don't forget, you yourself were killed by the demons!"
The old man looked up to the sky and smiled: "My Xuanqing Taoist sect is full of righteousness! Since they practice magic, they must have their own reasons!"
"The magic power is like a sword, but it is not the sword that kills, but the person!"
Murong Yan was so angry at the old man's double standard that her delicate body trembled. She frowned and wanted to curse.
Just now, this old man spoke righteously and hated the magic power to the core!
But when he found out that the people who practiced magic skills were disciples of the Xuanqing Taoist sect, his attitude changed drastically!
The contrast between before and after made her angry.
Luo Fu shook his head and said solemnly: "Don't waste your time."
This immortal soul old man sincerely wants to favor the Xuanqing Taoist monks.
No matter how much you say, it won't help.
"But..." Murong Yan shook Luo Fu's arm and pointed to the wordless stone tablet: "Without the Lingtian Jade Slips, we wouldn't be able to see the formula and practice, and we wouldn't be able to practice!"
Lu Nan laughed: "Luo Fu, Murong Yan! This is your destiny!"
"Four days later, accept your death!"
"Before I kill you, one hundred and fifty of us will definitely torture Murong Yan to death in front of you!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Brothers, practice!"
One hundred and fifty people all cast ferocious looks at Luo Fu.
Immediately, everyone sat cross-legged, holding jade slips, and went to look at the wordless stone tablet.
Murong Yan knew that the situation was over, and the joy of surviving the disaster that had just been rescued by Luo Fu was gone.
Now, even Luo Fu's life is at stake.
A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the old man, full of anger.
She only hates the old man!
As the guardian of the Lingtian Temple, he actually bent the law for personal gain and blatantly violated the guardian's duties.
Luo Fu, however, shook his head indifferently.
Take your attention away from the old man.
"Murong Yan, I'll let you down."
"You are seriously injured. Next, we need to heal you."
Murong Yan smiled bitterly: "It's already this time, what's the use of healing."
"Brother Luo Fu, alas, it was me who harmed you."
"If it weren't for saving me, you would..."
Luo Fu shook his head, interrupted her, and said solemnly: "All the meridians in your body have been damaged."
"If it is not treated, the meridians will definitely be severed within two days."
If the meridians are cut off, there will be no way to recover.
Even if she could get the elixir after leaving the Great Secret Realm, she would not be able to survive until that day if she had no cultivation at all.
The most important thing now is not to practice, but to heal her before her meridians are broken.
Luo Fu arranged Murong Yan so that she could sit cross-legged in front of him.
And solemnly said: "Next, it will be very painful!"
"You must hold back."
"I'll try to be gentle."
Murong Yan smiled bitterly: "Oh, it's your first time, sister. Don't cause it too much pain."
"Take good care of your sister."
These ambiguous words made Luo Fu very helpless.
This woman is quite a ruthless character.
It's already this time, but I still don't forget to joke.
