Chapter 4385 The Tree Wants to Be Quiet but the Wind Keeps On
In the next period of time, the news of the birth of the Bone Temple spread wildly in the world of cultivating immortals, and some people were secretly gearing up, planning to take this opportunity to find some opportunities.
However, they are not very clear about the specific location of the Bone Temple, they only know that it is in the back mountain of a Huangshi village.
But in the huge world of cultivating immortals, there are countless villages called Huangshi Village, so it's not so easy to find them.
Moyu Academy.
One of the three university palaces in the mountain and sea area.
In addition to these three great palaces, there are also three sects and three scattered people in the Shanhai area, a total of nine Nascent Soul experts.
These nine people are considered to be the strongest combat force in the mountains and seas.
However, Yuanying is also divided into strong and weak, among them Li Xianyu, the master of Moyu Academy, is the head of the late Yuanying monk.
In a large hall in the Moyu Academy.
The monks were all standing there, and in the middle of this group of monks, there were nine stools. Right now, there were owners on the eight stools. Sitting were men, women, old and young, strong Nascent Souls with strange clothes and different temperaments.
"The news from Yunqi Academy has already spread, but that person is not in the palace. It seems that only the eight of us are here to discuss this time."
Li Xianyu smiled.
"Palace Master Li, tell me, this time we are going to the Temple of Bones, if we have a baby, how should we divide it?"
A woman smiled.
This woman was dressed in fiery red clothes. She looked young, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes. She was Feng Wu, the lord of another academy, the 'Fengchu Academy'.
"Yun Qi is not here, if you get the treasure, naturally you and I each get 20% of the two schools, and the remaining 60%, each of you will get 10%, how about it?"
Li Xianyu smiled lightly, and glanced at Yuanying who was present.
"I agree."
A casual person nodded.
Li Xianyu can make this 10% profit, which is really good.
"The head of the Xuantian Sect is here."
Li Xianyu smiled lightly.
"The junior is here."
The head of the Xuantian Sect immediately walked out of the crowd, took a step forward, and saluted Li Xianyu and the others with clasped fists.
These are all bigwigs in the mountains and seas.
"This news was given by your Xuantian Sect. We will also leave an opportunity for you at that time. Now let your disciples explain in detail what is going on in the Temple of White Bones, so that everyone can prepare."
Li Xianyu smiled.
"Ling Han, tell me."
The head of the Xuantian Sect nodded, and his gaze fell on Senior Brother Ling.
Hearing this, Ling Han quickly took a few steps forward, subconsciously swallowed, the surroundings were either Nascent Soul or Golden Core, although a foundation cultivator like him was considered a master in the practice world, but in front of this group of big shots, Not even a single hair.
"Don't be nervous, just talk about it."
Li Xianyu smiled lightly.
"Yes, senior."
Ling Han nodded quickly, and then told the process of how he and the others got the jade slips that recorded the site of the Temple of the Bone, and then went all the way to find the door.
Everyone nodded slightly.
If it were them, they would not inform the sect of the sect's address, and would definitely go there first to see if there is a chance.
"Later, my junior sisters and I came to Huangshi Village and saw a monk imprisoning several mortals with spiritual energy. After asking the villagers about the situation, we concluded that a monk arrived at the Temple of the Bone first. We asked the local villagers to lead the way to the Temple of the Bone, and then I saw a monk who looked no more than five or six years old..."
When Ling Han said this, he paused, and suddenly said: "By the way, before seeing that cultivator, he had two guards with strange auras under his command. The cultivation base of these two guards is likely to be Jindan During this period, he easily imprisoned me and my juniors and juniors."
"Two Golden Core cultivators, then the five or six-year-old cultivator you mentioned should be Nascent Soul without a doubt.
I recognize the Nascent Soul in the Mountain Sea area, and the other party may have passed by here. "
Li Xianyu said.
"There's one thing I don't understand."
Feng Wu spoke suddenly.
She already knew the whole process in advance, and asked Ling Han to say it again, to tell the other three masters and three loose people.
"If he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, why would he force him to ask about Xuantianmen's entry-level exercises?
That Xuantianlu, at most practiced until the establishment of the foundation, could not even condense the golden core. "
Feng Wu frowned.
"What you said makes sense, but the Nascent Soul cultivator has a weird temperament, maybe he just used this to teach him a lesson."
Li Xianyu pointed to Ling Han.
"No matter what, let's go to the Bone Temple now. The Bone Temple is a sect in our mountain and sea area, and the opportunities left behind should belong to our monks in the mountain and sea area.
It cannot be taken by outsiders. If this is spread, it will cause people to laugh. "
A casual person got up and said.
"Also."
Li Xianyu nodded with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, a group of people, led by Ling Han, broke through the air in the direction of Qin Tangguan.
"Why did you call them together this time?"
Feng Wu stood beside Li Xianyu, and said lightly: "It's just a Nascent Soul, you and I can take it down."
"Feng Wu, your time in the mountain and sea area is not as long as mine, and you have never experienced the period of the Bone Temple. The Bone Temple used to be full of magic flames and controlled the entire mountain and sea area.
Even if the Temple of the Bones is destroyed, who knows what kind of successor they will leave behind?
So, you have to be fully prepared. "
Li Xianyu sighed.
Feng Wu frowned slightly, and finally agreed with Li Xianyu's statement, although she still felt that the other party was making a big fuss, which caused so many people to come to share the food.
Yellowstone Village.
"well……"
When the village chief walked past the entrance of the village on crutches, he sighed softly. Not far away, there was a dead body lying on the ground. It was Huang San's body.
The aura wall had already dissipated, but the villagers did not dare to restrain themselves, for fear of offending those gods and adults, even Huang San's family pretended not to see it.
It's fine if you hurt yourself, but if you hurt them again, it's not good.
"Village chief, can you send someone to Guanli to beg for mercy, and put Huang San's body away, it's been left here all day, it stinks to death."
Some villagers came forward.
"Who will go? My old bones can't walk, who will go?"
The village head said.
When everyone heard the words, they immediately lowered their heads and looked elsewhere.
"Huh."
Someone was surprised, pointed to the sky and stammered: "God, God, God..."
"What's wrong with you?"
Someone shouted.
"My lord, there are so many lords!"
The man finally stopped stuttering.
When everyone heard the words, they quickly raised their heads and looked up. Everyone was stunned when they saw this.
There are countless figures in the sky walking through the sky.
Suddenly, they found that those immortals stopped slowly, and some of them looked down.
"Are you saying that the imprisoned mortal is that corpse? It's all rotten and no one dares to hold back. The one in the Temple of Bones is really domineering."
Feng Wu glanced at Ling Han and said lightly.
Ling Han froze for a moment, a little guilty in his heart, not daring to say that Huang San was imprisoned by his junior sister in the end, so he could only nod his head.
"Senior Qi, he is that mortal."