Chapter 977 Congratulations Master

Chapter 977 Congratulations Master

One man and two monsters were fighting fiercely by the Hongchen Lake, but Mingyue Temple, who was so close at Chi Chi, turned a blind eye.

The few maids who are usually lively or quiet are all guarding outside the main hall uneasy.

"Then how can the futon just disappear when it's gone?"

Xiao Wu, who was anxiously watching the gate of the main hall, had nothing to say.

The maids who are usually close like sisters didn't pay her any attention this time.

"what to do?"

"The saint has locked herself in the hall for so long. I don't know if something will happen."

In the empty hall, the saint they called—Murong Xiaojiang was standing in front of many god statues in a plain white dress without saying a word.

Ever since she learned that the red dust futon had disappeared, she had kept herself locked up here.

The maids outside the door only know that the futon is a very important object of Benguan, but they don't know its purpose.

As an incoming member of Mingyue Temple, she knows the importance of this thing.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is just an ordinary futon for worshipers to avoid direct contact with the ground.

Even many human race cultivators and monster race powerhouses who have made good friends with Mingyue Temple think so.

The priests and maids of all ages in the temple only know that the raw materials for refining this thing are expensive, and the previous masters of the temple are all cherished and cherished old objects.

That futon is so ordinary, it has been placed in that ordinary place for many years, leaving a faint trace.

At this time, she lowered her head and stared at the faint trace, refusing to look away.

"well!"

A slight sigh came from somewhere in the empty hall.

Maybe it was too tired to keep staring at that inconspicuous place, or maybe it was this faint and almost inaudible sigh that alarmed her.

The bowed beauty slightly raised her delicate chin, and turned her black and white eyes to the last statue in the hall.

"Master, is that you?"

"Are you finally back?"

A rippling wave appeared in the black and white eyes, as if the breeze of Shengchun brushed against a calm deep pool.

In the absence of a timely reply from the caring and kind master in my memory, the turmoil calmed down again in an instant, as if it had never changed.

The slight hint of joy on the originally pretty face that could be broken by blows and bullets also disappeared very quickly under the pull of the muscles.

"The big day is just around the corner, how could your old man not show up in time!"

"Originally, I thought that the disciple would not wait for the day when Cichenpo disappears when he lives by the Red Dust Lake, but he didn't expect it to really happen in the best years of the disciple."

After concentrating on the smiling statue for a few seconds, she took a closer look at the statues in this hall, as if she wanted to imprint their voices and smiles deeply in her mind.

The face of the beauty gradually turned cold, and after a lap, an untouchable ice sculpture has been formed.

"Ha, the disciple hasn't greeted the master yet."

The words were very ordinary, but each word that came out of the iceberg-like beauty was full of coldness.

What responded to her was still silence like stagnant water.

"It's cold."

Seeing the ice crystals appearing on the threshold of the main hall, Xiao Wu trembled.

The other maids also stared at the ice crystals that popped up suddenly as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

They really wanted to break in, to see if the saintesses whom they had served countless days and nights were still safe.

But they dare not do that.

It's not because they clearly perceive that the aura of the saint is still in this majestic hall, but because the most stern order they received after the saint returned from Hongchen Lake is that no matter what happens, they can't set foot in this majestic hall. Half a step inside the main hall gate.

Of course, almost as long as they can remember, this hall that has never rejected them completely banned them from the hall.

"Disciple pays respects to Master. Congratulations to Master, congratulations to Master."

The plain beauty bowed down to the last statue.

At this moment, the vivid eyeballs of the statue seemed to move, which really gave him a trace of anger.

Whether it is the countless worshipers in the past, or Ye Chen and Lai Jun who visited recently, they did not find this statue any different from other statues.

Undoubtedly, the ones enshrined here are all the deceased ancestors of Mingyue Temple for several years.

The plain beauty didn't notice that the statue's eyeballs moved, or she didn't care at all.

After finishing what she wanted to do, she sat cross-legged on the original place where Ci Chen Po was placed.

It can be seen from the vaguely under the hem of the plain white dress that she did not meditate directly on the ground, but separated by a certain distance, probably that position should be where Cichenpu should be.

The entire space began to fall silent, including the numerous god statues and the iceberg beauty who had closed her eyes a long time ago.

At the same time, Ye Chen, who was tightly hugged by the huge black bear, shouted "Shock".

Hei Jia, who was like a mountain like a mountain, watched a circle of sound waves rippling in front of him, and the corresponding scene in his sea of ​​​​knowledge was even more overwhelming, followed by the sharp pain that penetrated into the soul and a moment of emptiness.

The blond-haired boy, Yuan Can, has blond hair and heels standing on end. He has a certain figure, his eyes are white, and he almost falls to the ground. The tinkle-dang sound is the kind of pure sound that does no harm to the surrounding world.

"Die!"

Ye Chen, who is not a good man and a believer, will wait until he doesn't fight back at this time. Of course, the one who bears the brunt is Yuan Can, who is closer to his attacking magic weapon.

Seeing that the Eight Diagrams Ge Xianlu was about to smash him into meatloaf.

"Hugh is rude."

A loud shout resounded through the audience.

Faster than Jiao's shout was a colored thunder chain. I saw that the chain was like a swimming snake. One end quickly wrapped around the Eight Diagrams Ge Xianlu, and then the whole chain tightened, and the other end could not be seen at all. The chain was stretched straight.

With this thunderbolt chain disrupting the situation, Yuan Can, an arrogant monster boy who trampled like a rotten wooden stake, finally woke up. Shocked and in a cold sweat, he hurriedly backed away several feet away, and called back Jin Dang to stare at Xiang Ao Ye Chen standing in the middle.

At the same time, the mountainous and violent giant black fur bear turned into a black armor again and stood on a boulder by the lake.

The minds of the two are now inseparable.

They all secretly thought in their hearts that it was a good luck that the human boy who seemed to be comparable to them was able to completely suppress them with one word in such adversity. If there were no foreign aid present, they would have died long ago. opponent's hands.

When did the existence of two young masters suffer such a big setback.

The arrogant and irritable two dare not be arrogant and domineering in front of Ye Chen no matter how hard their natures are.

As for Mr. Ye, the focus of attention at this time was no longer them, but the woman who came here as beautiful as a fairy.

The two magic weapons that are still in a stalemate, the Bagua Gexian furnace is trembling at the tip, and the straight thunder chain is also trembling and changing colors.

After the woman with willow eyebrows, apricot eyes, fine nose, small mouth and pointed chin flushed and followed the five-color scroll within five feet, she finally let go of the entanglement of gossip Ge Xianlu with a flick of the other end.

Ye Chen already knew in his mind that his gossip Ge Xianlu would still overwhelm the opponent in the long run, and he could break free from it without the opponent releasing it for a few breaths.

"Hehe, it turns out that this holy city cultivates the way of group attack. No wonder there is always a crowd of demons dancing wildly."

"you......"

The stalemate just now with all its strength has made the woman's Yao Yuan a little confused, and what kind of decent rebuttal can she give under the disadvantages of several parties.

Yuan Can and Hei Jia who heard the words were also furious, and before they could retort, someone had already done it for them.

"Haha, I'm waiting to cultivate the way of siege, so what's the matter?"

The person who turned into a stream of light didn't have a good image, a pair of huge and sharp fangs hung on his mouth, and his ears were surprisingly big.

"Zhuya, you're finally here."

He was greeted by a newly arrived woman.

"She Ji, why are you running so fast? Can't wait to see your ex-lover? Are you not afraid that your husband will be jealous?"

Fangzhu joked.

"Hey, a black bear, a golden-haired lion, an unknown snake, and a stupid pig, so stop flirting in front of the young master. Aren't you the siege of Dao Dao Xiu? Come on, see Zhenzhang under my hand how?"

Ye Chen couldn't bear it any longer.

He didn't come here entirely to compete with these bullshit young masters of the holy city, he came here to show his fangs, and to clear his suspicion of stealing things.

He was surprised, this Red Dust Lake is not many miles away from the Laoshizi Mingyue Taoist Temple, why he made a fuss here for a long time, did not attract the righteous master, but attracted a group of bullshit young masters who wanted to bully the few with more .

"presumptuous!"

"rude!"

"Bold!"

"court death!"

The young masters of the demon tribe who drank their bodies in one sip were furious, and the most unacceptable was the woman named She Ji, who had exhausted her mind to refine a snake skin and a snake tail into five colors Ling, even in the face of the enemy of life and death, she is unwilling to show her true body. How can this human monk in front of her be so rude.

"Hahaha."

The laughter resounding across the lake responded to their roar, as if to say: "I'm presumptuous, I'm rude, I'm bold, what can you do to me?"

Ye Chen didn't give up yet, he would not give up until he recruited that holy woman from Mingyue Temple.

How did he know that the person he was looking for had already closed his eyes tightly in the hall in the temple and was preparing to meet her due fate, so he still cared about his innocence.

Although She Ji was angry at Ye Chen's rudeness, she didn't want to confront him again so soon. The entanglement just now made her understand that she could not be the opponent of the other party. Looking at the performance of Yuan Can and Hei Jia, She also doesn't think adding these two people can get benefits in front of each other.

Even if the pig demon who has always had a lust for her but has no guts to join in to help out, she would not be optimistic about it.

She is waiting, she wants to wait for the most capable person among the five young masters to arrive.

It's a pity that that guy does everything slowly, not at all like his old man who is eager for success and profit.

And the person she was waiting for was still saying goodbye to his mother.

"Mother, my beloved mother. Without you, there would be no child, and the child would not bear you."

A gentle and elegant boy dressed as an ordinary scholar is saying goodbye to a youthful human female cultivator.

"Tong'er, go. Go and meet your destiny."

Sister Fanghua is very kind and amiable.

The hairy and black-faced man next to her was extremely nice.

"You bastard, the sword books from the other schools have already arrived, and you're still scrambling here, why don't you hurry up and go to Hongchen Lake."

The gentle and elegant boy didn't even look at him, he was still rubbing against his loving mother's knees, like a kitten that lacked love.

"Hey, our family has an unwritten agreement with the past dynasties and masters of Mingyue Temple. The day when Mingyue Temple loses something is when the young masters of your family will fight for them."

"Don't worry, child. As long as this battle is over, that unwritten agreement will no longer be valid. You and your descendants will no longer have such constraints."

"Go."

"child."

"Go and fight for the glory of the gibbons."

The human female cultivator comforted the young man under her lap.

"Baby farewell to mother."

Probably it was the female cultivator's words that made the boy finally make up his mind. He stood up calmly, bowed respectfully to the human female cultivator, then turned around and walked out of this exquisite hall.

"Hmph! What an unfilial son who can't be an asshole again."

The demon cultivator, who had been ignored by the young man from the beginning to the end, finished his speech coldly and stared tenderly at the human female cultivator whose eyes were almost moistened as she watched Ai'er disappear.

"Beloved wife, you should have fulfilled my wish now, right? In order to keep the foundation of my gibbon family alive, let's leave a better heir as soon as possible."

Impatient, he has stretched out his knee-length arms to embrace Sister Fanghua.

"Hey, don't you think you Holy Masters are so confused?"

"How can you agree to such a treaty?"

"It's all right to fight for them. How can the magic weapon of the town clan always be in the hands of the young masters of each family?"

"Besides, the conditions of Mingyue Temple are too weird, throwing things away. Who doesn't lose a lot of things over the years? They say they lose things when they lose things?"

"It's a shame that you still claim to be the Five Saints of the Holy City."

"I don't think it's that simple."

The female cultivator Fanghua was not interested in being happy with him at all. She turned her head and stared at her Taoist companion, talking slowly.

"Hey, what do you care about so much? Things that haven't happened in so many years, since they are spread out, let them finish it with a few wild boys."

The hand that was supposed to grab the other's fragrant shoulders went around and picked the back of his own head, like a young man in love.

"I read the classics. When the children are fighting, your contemporary holy masters will all sit in their respective main halls. You can't lose the chain at this time."

The nun said again.

"Oh, my beloved wife is right. I'll go right away, right away."

With a solemn face, he had no choice but to recruit.

It wasn't the human female cultivator who reminded him, he really forgot.

He also disapproved of that agreement when he was a teenager, but at that time, when he was young and weak, his arms twisted his thighs, and after being severely taught by his father once, he dared not mention it again.

Later, after taking over as the Holy Master, I realized how terrifying the guy who signed the agreement with them back then was.

It can be said that gathering all the demon cultivators in the Holy City at that time was not the enemy of that person, even including all the cultivators from all races.

He also paid homage to that statue, and there was nothing surprising about it, but he inexplicably exerted great pressure on their demon cultivators, so that very few demon cultivators were willing to set foot in the main hall of Mingyue Temple.

He also didn't want to act according to the agreement, but the short four words of life and death in the agreement were so terrifying and powerful, he didn't want to gamble, and he didn't dare to gamble.

When he left, he was still blaming himself for being too negligent. Fortunately, he had a caring wife to help him, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.