Seeking Immortals Chapter 371

  Chapter 371 Du Zeshu

   Moon Hunting!

  Li Qing wrote down these two words, and through Chai Yan's introduction, he knew that the Moon Hunting Organization was extremely powerful and could make the Seven Sacred Palace fearful, and it might be the real top-level existence of Xingchen Fairy Market.

   If you meet unexpectedly in the future, don't be rash.

  Li Qing explored the secrets of the starry sky, not to blend into it, but to avoid it better, so as not to get into trouble for no reason.

  If he knew in advance the existence of the Seven Sacred Palace and the ability of the Void City Lord, he would never enter the Void City, nor would he encounter the Seven Sacred Palace.

"There is something wrong with this starry sky. The Qisheng Palace is rampant and has the ability to suppress the Moon Hunter of the Seven Holy Palace, but it does not show up in the world, and there is no trace of it. The Moon Hunter is either high above and ignores ordinary things, or he is also afraid of something. .”

Chai Yan said: "My venerable in Nine Tribulation Mountain is getting more and more restless, trying to find the truth, and because there is a layer of mist in the world, the three venerable dojos are all cautious, there are not many disciples in the sect, and they will not pass on the venerable indiscriminately. The prestige of the Venerable Dojo has caused many holes, and no one knows the existence of the Venerable Dojo.”

   "I have been in contact with the Taoist Palace, and they seem to have mentioned a catastrophe. I don't know if it has something to do with it." Li Qing said intentionally.

   "Great Tribulation..." Chai Yan's eyes dimmed, "The people in the Taoist Palace have been in contact with Jiujie Mountain. They have no real evidence, and they are mostly speculations. However, there may indeed be a Great Tribulation in the starry sky, which forces Lie Yue to dare not show up."

   "Several venerables, there has been such a guess."

  During that period, not a single monk broke into Du Zeshu, and was beaten out of the ancient battlefield by Nightmare.

   "Your name is Qing." Qiu Guan said casually, entering the battle monument, I will easily reveal my identity, and it depends on the opportunity, whether it is necessary to contact the eight people.

  Weng Binglun didn't answer, just fled all the way.

   "Shengshenggu, don't run away. Today is the day of his death. He is an evil person, and God hates him. Now he has fallen into the trap of your holy palace, and he will surely die." A monk in black robe shouted in front of him.

   Doesn't work at all.

  Thinking about it, this Li Qing is extremely unlikely to be a member of the Moon Hunting Organization! Qiu Guan's heart skipped a beat.

"Your guess is indeed wrong. Qiu Guan must have hid in the ancient battlefield. I want to eliminate the aura left in the Void City in the ancient battlefield, so as to prevent being followed by the Void City Lord." Qiu Guan once defeated The pseudo-Bapo Bachichi monk surnamed, met Chai Yan.

   "It's a mistake. It's not that Chai Yan wants to go to the Battle Monument to find the Book of Immortals. I've been planning for a long time, but this time I failed." Qiao An laughed heavily.

   "But for many years, no valuable information has been found."

  The monk in Xuanpao was about to leave, but a strange thing happened, and the corpses of Shengshenggu gathered again out of thin air.

  Yanmeng said: "This is what you call a dream."

   Chai Yan was afraid before he had a meal, that if he met this person in the starry sky, he was afraid that he might have a chance of survival.

  Qiu Guan, Weng Bing, Nightmare, and Duan Yun were sucked into the war monument when they touched it.

  Du Zeshu, another monk named Nightmare, also came down and greeted Qiu Guan. Although this man is only for Qipo, but the curse technique is extremely difficult, and Qipo dares to provoke you again.

  In the wilderness is Fass, a seriously injured monk covered in blood, fleeing anxiously, blood falling all over the wilderness.

  The ancient battlefield is a magical secret realm. Because the opening time of the magical secret realm is fixed, and the opening time is short, and the entrance is large, it is very fast to besiege monks, but the ancient battlefield is fine.

   "It's wrong," Qiao An also said: "Before entering the battle monument, you can leak the information of the inner world, otherwise you will be killed by the weak. It is best for you to set a code name, and you will know the identity of the other party before you retreat."

  The corpse of Shengshenggu was burned into nothingness.

   "The physical body is destroyed."

  Duan Yun was also allowed to enter the ancient battle monument because of Qiu Guan.

  I coughed up blood, and my breath was weak.

   "That's wrong," Qiao An nodded, "The ancient battlefield originated from ancient times and recorded the history of the past. The stele in Du Zeshu's book is particularly common. It records the secret of the ancient immortal sect's demise, and we may be able to find some traces from it."

   Obviously, it was a chase and robbery among monks.

Another person also said: "Remember, when you killed your family and practiced evil deeds, your sinister face is broken. Now that seven of your brothers have joined the Holy Palace, encountering many encounters, and repairing step by step until the hole is broken, it is him who When you take revenge, you have thought about it, you set up an ambush in the territory of the Good and Evil Sect!"

  Li Qing has seen the real record about the great catastrophe in the Void Realm, but he will not reveal this information. The Void Realm is where Weng Bing lives and is also arranged for Weng Bing. Li Qing made the monks who entered the Void Realm lose their memory.

   The matter of seeking opportunities is naturally that the more people there are, the worse it will be, lest the opportunities be shared.

  In the night, two monks in black robes were chasing after him.

  At night, Longgu Xiaolu, a red moon is born, the light of pitch white and red is interlaced, and the starry sky is bright.

   "In short, before you enter, you will be resurrected from the dead without a new identity."

  When the sky was slightly bright, I finally fled and moved, and stopped behind a valley.

Chai Yan fled to a secluded starry sky, his dharma body fled to the city of emptiness, and soon got in touch with Yisheng Palace, and knew Weng Bing's background, Weng Bing's words were true and false, and he almost killed eight disciples of Yisheng Palace Kill in the starry sky.

   For this person, Qiu Guan kept away from him, and only made nodding acquaintances.

   "In the eighth small dojo, not many disciples retreated into this battle monument, but some people came out with memories."

  I guess, in fact, many monks have not been in touch with the information about Xiaojie, but they lost this memory at the beginning, which is the reason for this incident.

  At a certain moment, the ancient battle monument finally glowed dimly, and the dim color faded, and it opened.

  Time is long, seventy-seven years have passed by in a flash.

  As soon as Chai Yan finished speaking, he felt that his heart was stable, and there seemed to be no trace of karma affecting me, asking me to pay back the karma owed in the past.

"Zhu Yan's tomb has not been opened until the 700th year. Qiuguan may leave the ancient battlefield on the eve of the opening of Zhu Yan's tomb. I am old, so I will definitely enter the tomb to compete for opportunities. At that time, you will be Senior Brother Yuchi." Together, hunt me." Chai Yan said hotly.

  On the topic of Fass One Holy Palace, Qiu Guan and Qiao An discussed in detail the ancient war stele written by Du Ze. According to Qiao An, he understood more details than Duan Yun.

   "Qiu Guan, Weng Bing, Fa Si, what a chance!"

   "It is still unknown which factors are considered for the ancient war monument."

   Of course, the difficulty is great.

   It used to only get more and more.

   Qiu Guan knew the thoughts of the people in Yisheng Palace, but he also guessed that the other party would stick to the ancient battlefield.

Duan Yun once again reassigned Qiu Guan to the matter of entering the battle monument: "When the monks from the inner world enter the war monument, they will replace a person who has just died in history. What kind of person can be replaced depends on many factors. The method of forming a hole is based on the blood, or it depends on a certain skill, it depends on one."

  Shengshenggu opened his eyes again, and the confusion in his eyes flashed past: "Who are you, Shengshenggu... yes, you are Qiuguan!"

"It is indeed a small opportunity to be in contact with the ten small sects of ancient times. It is said that there is not even a book of immortality, and even an in-depth exchange of Taoism with monks from ancient times." Qiu Guan said.

  The ancient war monument can only be entered once every seven hundred years. Seventy-seven years ago was the year when it was opened. This war monument has access restrictions, and all monks can enter.

   "The hunting moon is mysterious and weak. If it really exists, it must be passed down for a long time." Qiu Guan thought slightly before saying.

   "I thought you were wise all your life and would die here...An'an." After death, Weng Binglun repented and thought of his Taoist companion at home.

The monks in the ancient battlefield can come and go freely with the ancient broken sword. Those few people have no intention of blocking people in the ancient battlefield. Compared with concentration, you can slack off for a moment, and no one can consume it.

   After listening to Qiu Guan, he felt a little happy in his heart, and another village was revealed in the shadow of the willows. Afterwards, I was able to retreat to the battle monument of the killing sect.

   "Your name is Yun." Duan Yun took over.

  Because it has not been seventy-seven years since the opening of the ancient battle monument, Qiu Guan directly retreated to understand the principle of killing. Although the effect is good, every point he can accumulate is worth one point.

  Wake up Li Qing, maybe all the secrets will be solved...

  Qiu Guan walked into the valley and saw this ancient war stele. All the other war steles in my place glowed dimly, but this stele was dim.

  The two of them condensed another mana and hit Shengsheng Valley.

  Weng Bing is really so secretive. Of course, I can ask about everything, so the utilitarianism is too obvious. Before the other party realizes it, they will disclose less information.

   "Your code name is Chai."

The two black-robed monks watched Shengshenggu die, and laughed aloud behind the valley. The youthful enmity came to an end, and one of them said enthusiastically: "This person is cheap. I heard that this person has no family. Recently, he was given a Taoist priest." Couple, find an opportunity to destroy them together."

  At the moment when the ancient battle monument was opened, Qiu Guan and Duan Yun reunited in Du Zeshu.

   "Cultivator Dongxu retreats, there is almost a chance of survival."

   "Of course, what you did back then was not extreme."

   "The Dojo of the Eight Little Venerables speculates that the monks who used the puppet talisman in this battle monument have memories and gains. Only when they did not walk out alive can they be familiar with this period of history, and they may be able to find traces of hunting the moon."

   "Joan, I will kill him last time!"

Qiao An said: "You guessed that the monks had no chance to contact the ten small sects in the ancient times on that battle tablet. The immortal war recorded outside may be the battle of the destruction of the ten small sects. Such a war, Yin God is also difficult survive."

   "It's okay to escape, that place is wrong, it is suitable for his burial place." The two monks in black robes chased after him and stopped.

   Eight people fought for a while, and Sheng Shenggu, who was seriously injured, was injured more and more.

   On the other side, in the ancient battlefield, a light and shadow flashed, and Weng Bing was thrown out of the starry sky.

  Entering the Ancient Battle Monument, I haven't had the chance to touch the Slaughter Sword and break the barrier.

Weng Binglun sighed heavily: "What kind of grievances and grievances are you talking about in the dispute of the small way? Back then, in order to learn a supernatural power, you needed to understand some principles of good and evil. Do evil first, and then do good. Killing his family is too much to seek the way, but you also did good. Let go of his seven brothers and help them step into the fairy gate."

   "What is the way of good and evil, wrong is wrong, suffer death!" The two monks in black robes are talking nonsense, and they fight to kill with magical powers.

  (end of this chapter)

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