Chapter 705 Meeting at the White Tower

The street where the bitter tea shop is located is now empty. Even the monks who used to make a living on this street are now nowhere to be found, let alone those who were watching the excitement here before.

However, if you look closely, you can find that there are two teams of black-clothed monks standing at both ends of the street. They are the followers of the White Tower Society, and their current task is to guard the two ends of the street where the bitter tea shop is located and not let any strangers enter the street.

It can also be found that the faces of these black-clothed monks who are responsible for guarding have long lost their arrogance. Some are just slightly frightened, or even trembling.

"Hey, have you heard that there seems to be a super strong man in the bitter tea shop, who beat the vice president of the White Tower Society seriously with one move. Now the White Tower Immortal is in the bitter tea shop, and I don’t know what he is talking about with the strong man." Behind the guards, there are people who are curious and whisper about what happened in the bitter tea shop before. If this situation had been heard by the guards in the past, they would have been killed instantly. But now, the guards could only pretend not to hear it and stood there woodenly.

"Bullshit, what one move? I saw it with my own eyes just now. The senior didn't even make a move, but just shouted "get out", and the vice president was inexplicably seriously injured. And it's obvious that the senior wanted to show mercy, otherwise the vice president would have been drunk to death!" Another voice soon came out.

When the former heard it, his voice suddenly rose a few points, and he shrieked: "So mysterious? Then... what is the realm of cultivation of that senior, it can't be... it can't be the legendary..."

"Humph, it's the earth cultivation realm, that's what the vice president said himself, how can it be wrong? What's more, think about it, can the White Pagoda Immortal drink his vice president to death with just one drink? The gap between the two can be felt by everyone!"

In the street where the bitter tea shop is located, there are only two people left at this moment. The two men were in the bitter tea house, one standing and the other sitting. They were naturally not interested in the gossip, but just sipped tea calmly, and the other stood there in a daze, waiting for the tea drinker to speak.

The man standing was wearing a black Taoist robe with only a huge white pagoda printed on his back. He was an old man who looked quite capable. He was the president of the White Pagoda Church, the White Pagoda Immortal.

The White Pagoda Immortal, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Life God, was originally an arrogant person. And because he had never encountered an opponent on the outer island of Huangquan Island for thousands of years, his temperament became even more arrogant.

However, even though he was so arrogant, after hearing the report from the vice president this time, he immediately became alert and alert. After all, he knew very well that his vice president also had the cultivation of the Life Nirvana realm, and his knowledge was not low, and his strength was not bad. So it was definitely not simple to beat him into such a cultivator with a raised hand.

In addition, he would deal with the three elders of the inner island from time to time, so he was not crazy enough. The three elders kept reminding him that there were still people in the world who were more powerful than him. Therefore, it was the White Pagoda Immortal himself who was more cautious than his vice president.

Of course, after the White Pagoda Immortal hurried to the bitter tea house and saw Huan Yin, he dared not let down his guard again. Even the moment he saw Huan Yin, a feeling called fear quickly spread in his heart, making him dare not even breathe.

After all, the White Pagoda Immortal was already a life god cultivator, so his perception of the source of power was more acute than that of ordinary cultivators. And on Huan Yin's body, there were multiple source of power at the same time, how could he not be shocked? Perhaps the source of power on Huan Yin's body was not strong enough, but for the White Pagoda Immortal, it was already a heavenly power, and he dared not offend it at all.

Moreover, the White Pagoda Immortal could not see through Huan Yin's cultivation realm and strength. This feeling was something that even the great elder of the inner island could not give him. In this way, he knew even more clearly that he had really met a master today.

For a long time, Huan Yin did not speak. On the other hand, the pressure on the White Pagoda Immortal was getting greater and greater, and cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. Until a certain moment, the White Pagoda Immortal felt that he could not stand it anymore, so he said: "Exalted Immortal... May I ask for..."

Huan Yin looked up at the old man in front of him, thinking that he had enough vision to know who was strong and who was weak, and was not so stupid as to ignore anyone he met. So, he thought that the invisible pressure he exerted on him was probably enough, and he should be able to ask what he wanted. So, he put down the tea bowl, interrupted the White Pagoda Immortal, and said, "I have two questions to ask you. If you answer truthfully, I will not embarrass you, let alone your church."

"But if you hide or deceive, unless you don't want this outer island, I can find you at any time and destroy you!"

The White Pagoda Immortal was shocked, knowing that Huan Yin obviously had this ability. So, he bowed to Huan Yin repeatedly and said, "Exalted Immortal, please ask... I will tell you everything I know."

Nodding, Huan Yin said, "The first question is, I want to know if Yan Wangdi is in the inner island now."

After hearing this question, the White Pagoda Immortal didn't even think about it, and nodded directly and replied, "Yes, Yan Wangdi has returned to the inner island five or six years ago, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to find him at the time."

Seeing the White Pagoda Immortal's answer which didn't seem to be false, Huan Yin still asked: "What evidence do you have to prove that what you said is true?"

The White Pagoda Immortal was stunned for a moment, and then he said after a long silence: "This... this... the enemy of the King of Hell is not lower in cultivation than this junior. If you want to talk about this evidence... this junior really can't produce this evidence."

Huan Yin was not surprised and continued: "Then tell me where your judgment comes from and how confident you are about it."

The White Pagoda Immortal said: "I have settled on this outer island for thousands of years, and I can feel the wind and grass here. Although I have not seen the return of the enemy of Hell, I should not be able to sense it in the dark. Wrong. As for the certainty...it's 80% less!"

Nodding, Huan Yin thought that what the White Pagoda Immortal said was logical. So, he then asked the second question: "Then the second question, now if you want to ask the enemy of the King of Hell to help, what conditions must you pay?"

The White Pagoda Immortal's expression froze, and then he said with some bitterness: "To be fair to the Immortal, in fact, I don't know what the enemy of the King of Hell needs recently. Last time I went to find him, but he didn't see me at all. It's just that the inner island The third elder came forward and told me that the enemy of the King of Hell is not here and will not take action even in the near future. "

His expression condensed, and Huan Yin quickly asked: "Did the third elder really say that?"

Nodding, the White Pagoda Immortal said: "I think the Third Elder felt that he couldn't hide it from me, so he gave such ambiguous words. Anyway, as long as he achieves the purpose of rejecting me, judging from the younger generation, I am afraid that recently The King of Hell has some reason, so he won’t take action no matter what.”

"Then why are you still amassing money on this outer island?" Huan Yin quickly picked up the conversation.

Being poked by Huan Yin, the White Pagoda Immortal looked a little ugly. He forced a smile and said: "I don't dare to deceive the seniors. In fact, this money-making is not to give the King of Hell an enemy. But... it is because the juniors want to use it. Demon Crystal goes and asks a powerful person to help me get rid of the enemy of Hell."

Nodding, Huan Yin asked: "You mean, use force?"

The White Pagoda Immortal also nodded and said: "The enemy of the King of Hell refuses to take action, presumably because he is afraid that he will be targeted by the Ten Palaces of Yama. However, if someone with enough strength really goes to invite him, he will still have to take action in the face of a real threat. Help. In this demonic sea, whoever has a big fist can do whatever he wants. Of course, he understands this."

"It's just...it's just that kind of strong man, how can it be mobilized by the magic crystal? Hey, the junior was also obsessed for a while and took the wrong path. Haste makes waste, this time the junior realized his mistake, and he will not do it in the future Let’s make trouble on the outer island again.”

Looking at the White Pagoda Immortal noncommittally, Huan Yin said: "How you behave as a human being is your business. If you reach the realm of the God of Life but cannot even be a human being, then you will not be able to cultivate that path for long."

"What I care about is just your method of using force. According to you, what kind of strength is needed to invite the enemy of the King of Hell to take action?"

The White Pagoda Immortal was startled, and then blurted out: "Dixiu!"