Chapter 1241 Little Monk

In Hongchi Mountain, Master Chongwu was startled when he heard that Master Yunling had arrived, and then asked someone to invite his ally up the mountain.

In the pavilion on the top of the mountain, Master Chongwu saw Master Yunling who came here.

"Didn't I tell you to go back and wait for news? Why are you coming to Hongchi Mountain again?"

Master Chongwu was a little dissatisfied. If he didn't need this guy right now, he wouldn't bother to say more to him.

Master Yunling said with a mournful face, "While I was staying in the mountain, I always felt that the stupid Fuyao Heavenly Man was going to break through the mountain gate and kill me at some point. I couldn't eat anything, and no one could sleep."

Master Chongwu said helplessly: "I told you before, you just need to wait for my news. If Fuyao Tianren dares to go to your Yunling Mountain, can't I go to Guishan Mountain?"

Master Yunling sighed and said: "How can I rest assured that Qiuling Mountain and Nanhua Mountain are gone, and Guishan Mountain is now so powerful that I am really afraid that one day when I am meditating, that stupid Fuyao God will come to me, I’m no match for him. Besides, I, Yunling Mountain, don’t have the foundation you have in Hongchi Mountain.”

Master Chongwu sighed, and finally said: "The Holy Mountain has sent me news, asking us to prepare for a battle with Guishan. They will arrive in an instant. When the time comes, it is said that there will be only one Fuyao Celestial Being, even ten. , that is to say, just kill him."

After hearing this, Master Yunling's eyes lit up. He looked at Master Chongwu in front of him, "Seriously?"

His appearance in the eyes of Master Yunling in front of him naturally meant expectation. Master Chongwu nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, they can no longer be arrogant. When the time comes, we can go to the Holy Land together." The mountain became..."

"Fuck your mother!"

Before he finished speaking, Master Yunling had already moved. He waved his sleeves, and an infinite and terrifying aura came out of his sleeves, which was extremely terrifying.

He is a strong man who has cultivated to Fuyun and is the master of a mountain. In fact, he is not much weaker than Master Chongwu. At this moment, the incident happened suddenly. Master Chongwu did not react for a while, and he was hit and fell backwards. Count steps.

"Are you crazy?!"

He still didn't know why Yunling was like this, but he knew that the person in front of him was definitely not someone pretending to be someone else. It was Yunling, not someone else.

"He's not crazy."

A figure appeared from a distance, it was Fuyao Tianren.

"You are crazy."

Fuyao Tianren looked at Master Chongwu in front of him and said with a smile: "All madmen deserve to die."

"Fuyao Heavenly Man?!"

Master Chongwu looked at Fuyao Tianren in front of him, and then pointed angrily at Master Yunling in front of him, "What benefits did he promise you to let you do such a betrayal?!"

Master Yunling said with a cold face, "What kind of betrayal? You really think that I am as crazy as you."

Fuyao Tianren looked at him with a smile and explained kindly, "Yunling and I have been friends for a long time. He told me when you came to find him."

Master Chongwu's face was pale, and he was even more angry after hearing these words, but he was speechless.

"Chongwu, Chongwu, do you really think you can enter the Holy Mountain and become one of them?"

Fuyao Heavenly Man sneered: "In my opinion, you are just being used. When you and us kill each other, you will die in the end."

Master Chongwu suddenly sneered: "I don't know what will happen next, but you are going to die first today!"

"Yunling, do you really think you can kill me by calling Fuyao Heavenly Man? Destroy my Hongchi Mountain?"

Master Chongwu laughed and said, "You don't know who is in my mountain, do you?"

As he spoke, a stream of light suddenly flew into the sky, and finally crashed into a certain mountain peak.

Fuyao Heavenly Man looked at the stream of light and did not stop it, but said: "Yes, who is there in the mountain? It's just three old monsters."

Master Chongwu was startled, but before he could speak, he saw Master Fuyao reaching out his hand and crushing a jade tablet.

As the mountain master of Hongchi Mountain, how could he not see that that was where the eye of his mountain-protecting formation was located. As soon as the jade tablet was broken, the formation was immediately broken.

"What, do you think I'm going to run away?"

Fuyao Celestial Being had never appeared before, so he was actually looking for this thing. Of course, he broke through the mountain-protecting formation not because he wanted to run away.

Just to allow people to come in.

Master Chongwu's face became very ugly. He suddenly felt a very dangerous aura, and he felt a little bad.

Fuyao Heavenly Man was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and just said: "Chongwu, it's time to die."

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Three terrifying auras appeared in Hongchi Mountain. On a certain mountain peak, these were the three strongest people who had been hiding in Hongchi Mountain.

They have been practicing for many years and their lifespan is short. They are just waiting to enter the holy mountain one day and continue to extend their lifespan.

But soon, a sword energy suddenly fell from the sky.

A middle-aged man with a head full of black and white mixed with long hair drew his sword indifferently, his aura was very scary.

There are few sword cultivators overseas, and the most powerful sword cultivator in the world happens to be this person.

His swordsmanship is so high that it makes people feel scary.

As he drew his sword, a figure with blood as deep as the abyss stepped into Hongchi Mountain at this moment. The boiling blood seemed to reflect the entire sky.

The master of the Sword Sect felt this majestic energy and blood, and laughed loudly: "I will have no regrets in this life if I can fight side by side with His Majesty!"

At the same time, a towering willow tree appeared in the clouds.

The leader of the Chaolu Sect, who always showed off his appearance in red, was so powerful at this moment that he laughed and said, "Count me in!"

Then there was another sword light coming from a distance.

It was still a Fuyun Sword Immortal.

The four of them joined forces and attacked one after another, and countless sword lights and auras fell together.

Although the three old guys were already among the strongest in the world, they also felt pressure at this moment. The four people in front of them, except for the red-clothed man who sacrificed the willow tree Dharma, the other three had very strong auras, not weaker than them.

Especially the middle-aged swordsman and the warrior, they were so powerful that they were all shocked.

And behind these people, there were actually a large number of cultivators who had already reached the clouds.

The cultivators of Guishan and Yunlingshan all came at this moment.

The four overseas divisions are headed by Nanhuashan, Guishan, Hongchishan, and Yunlingshan.

Now among the four divisions, Nanhuashan has been destroyed. How can Hongchishan resist the combination of Guishan and Yunlingshan?

The monks of Hongchi Mountain felt that the end was near. The so-called world destruction had not come yet. If it did come, it would be no different from today.

There were sounds of fighting and crying everywhere.

The destruction of Hongchi Mountain was inevitable today.

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Under the pavilion, the life of Chongwu Zhenren, who was already weak, showed a look of despair in his eyes.

Fuyao Tianren looked at him and said calmly: "Do you think someone will come to save you?"

Chongwu Zhenren coughed up a mouthful of blood, but laughed, "Even if Hongchi Mountain is gone, you will die."

Fuyao Tianren walked over, looked at Chongwu Zhenren and shook his head, saying: "Even if that day really comes, you won't see it."

As he said that, he smashed his head with a palm.

Yunling Zhenren looked at this scene and sighed.

Although he said it so passionately before, he really didn't have the confidence to face the holy mountain.

The holy mountain was mysterious and powerful. There were so many cultivators in it and their realms were so high that he had no confidence at all.

Fuyao Tianren saw what his old friend was thinking, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled: "What are you worried about? We have so many people."

Yunling Zhenren had a headache, "Is this a problem of too many people?"

Fuyao Tianren scratched his head, "But we really have a lot of people."

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An order had spread all over the world when Fuyao Tianren left Guishan.

The leader of the Fuyao Sect told many overseas cultivators about the current situation in the order, and then put forward his own demands at the end of the order.

"Wangyou Jindu and Fuyun cultivators, all go to Guishan."

"If there are disrespectful, they will be killed!"

At this point, the will needs to be unified.

The cultivators who saw this order were still hesitant.

Then they heard a very terrifying news.

"Hongchi Mountain is gone, and Yunling Mountain has always been together with Guishan Mountain!"

The four departments have reached such a situation. Nanhua Mountain and Hongchi Mountain are gone. Guishan Mountain and Yunling Mountain are actually the absolute rulers.

And Fuyao Tianren is actually an overseas person, and what he says... really counts.

Thinking about this, everyone was silent, and then silently set out on the road to Guishan Mountain.

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After watching the rain in Guishan Mountain, the girl in white went down the mountain.

She crossed the sea and went to a place where there were deer.

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Luming Temple.

In the back of the mountain, the old monk was very old, and his eyes could not be opened, as if he was about to die.

Yes, he has lived for many years and has lived enough.

But in fact, he has not.

Who would dislike that he has lived enough?

The old monk smiled, and his long eyebrows hung on the ground, looking like the roots of a dead old tree.

The sunlight shone in the small temple, and the dust in the air was clearly visible.

The old monk tried to open his cloudy eyes and wanted to see the sunlight.

But he suddenly felt it was so dazzling, as if the sun was coming towards him.

He frowned.

"Little monk."

A girl's voice sounded.

The old monk was startled, looked forward, and saw a girl in white walking towards him.

"I'm so old, I'm going to die of old age."

The old monk listened to this and didn't answer, but just remembered the first time he saw her. At that time, he was really just a little monk.

"Since you are going to die, come with me to do something."

The girl in white looked at him and smiled, "Maybe if you do it, you won't die."

The old monk didn't speak, but was silent for a long time.

He was about to die.

There was nothing to be afraid of. If he could still live, it would be great.

So he thought about it, and for the first time he didn't refuse the girl in white in front of him, he said, "Okay."

It's just strange that when he spoke, the voice he made was not vicissitudes, but became very childish.

It turned out that he had lost his long eyebrows and wrinkles on his face and became small.

He is now a little monk.