Chapter 510 8 Fang Temple
Chapter 510: In the Eight-Direction Temple
With a sound of "crack", the jade coin in the hand of Turtle Immortal turned into powder, and the strong smell of incense exploded immediately, like a cloud of mist rising into the sky.
"How could it go wrong?!"
Ao Cang was startled and stepped forward quickly. He heard the old turtle's breath boiling and mumbling, obviously in a state of excitement:
"Brother Turtle? You..."
"I, I'm fine."
The old turtle immortal's body shook, and he opened his mouth to swallow the scattered incense into his stomach. His face was still extremely ugly. His fingers pinched unconsciously, and his mind was in a mess.
The 'Xuan Yin Divination' he learned was based on his divine realm 'Xuan Yin Palace', an ancient secret technique. Since then, he has perfected this technique. There may be people and things he cannot calculate, but as long as he can calculate them, he will not be wrong.
But now...
"Master?"
Qi Benchu stepped forward quickly: "What's wrong with you?"
"how come……"
Looking at Qi Benchu, whose face was filled with worry, Turtle Old Immortal tightly gripped the handle of the umbrella, his chest heaving several times, his eyes full of astonishment and suspicion.
In order to find the 'destined one', he divined dozens of times and even killed several hairy gods in the area before he finally found Qi Benchu.
I also clearly saw the person's background, that he was the reincarnation of a strange sight.
Therefore, he spent a huge price to cleanse his body, but now...
"Could it be that I have found the wrong person?!"
"Brother Turtle?"
Ao Cang frowned, and when he was about to ask, the figure of the old turtle suddenly disappeared from the spot, with the scent of incense all over his body, and he was lost in a sudden dim light:
"I'll be back soon!"
……
"He really went in!"
On the Black Whale Road, in the darkness not far from the ancient pagoda, Zhou Ying, whose figure flickered, trembled all over, unable to control his excitement as he watched Li Yuan step into the Eight Directions Temple:
"Gods have mercy on me!"
Even at this point, Zhou Ying couldn't hide the shock in his heart.
This is the Bafang Temple.
The Bafang Temple, which no one had ever entered before, actually had the person I was waiting for!
"Fortunately, fortunately..."
Zhou Ying was excited, he turned around and looked at the darkness around him, and after he forced the Black Whale Hammer to strike, a lot of his accumulated energy was used up, but the remaining energy was enough for him to wipe out the strange beasts around him.
"Wait for Li to come back..."
As Zhou Ying was muttering to himself, he suddenly heard a bell ringing in the distance.
"Great Sun Golden Scale Bell!"
Zhou Ying thought to himself that something was wrong and disappeared into the darkness without thinking.
After several conversations with Li Yuan, he had a clear understanding of the Tianyun Xuanbing, the division of forces, and the strong men of the time. When the bell rang, people from the court would arrive.
boom!
As Zhou Ying dodged, another loud noise exploded in the distance, and then, a pillar of light appeared in the darkness, shining towards the Bafang Temple.
In the darkness, the Bafang Temple rose and fell. After Li Yuan entered, the ancient temple did not disappear, but the gate was closed.
"I heard from Li that the several reappearances of the Bafang Temple were all due to imperial court sacrifices..."
Zhou Ying's heart tightened a little, and he did not go back to the small temple directly.
"hold head high!"
In the darkness, a dragon roar resounded.
Zhou Ying looked intently, and saw that under the shining pillar-like light, the strange dragon that he had repelled was dancing wildly in the air, and its thousand-foot-long body swung around, causing huge waves.
"Beast!"
In the darkness, there was a roar, followed by the sound of rushing water. A dazzling blade came out from nowhere, carrying with it a dark and murderous aura.
With just one strike, the strange dragon was cut into two pieces in mid-air!
"Roar!"
The strange dragon roared and disappeared again.
"The Demon Subduing Dragon Divine Sword, this person is the world's number one master, Wan Zhuliu?"
Zhou Ying's eyelids twitched. This strike did not activate the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sword.
The man who came only relied on the sharpness of the magic sword and his own peerless swordsmanship to repel the evil dragon with just one sword. This was already beyond the level of a grandmaster.
No superior?
Zhou Ying retreated quietly.
……
Huhu~
The wind was howling and the foul smell of blood was spreading.
Wan Zhuliu came with a knife in his hand, and his violent evil spirit shook the area for hundreds of miles. All the strange beasts in the darkness were frightened by his aura, and either retreated or stopped.
"The Bafang Temple is still there!"
Wu Yingxing held the Great Sun Mirror in his hand and used the light from incense to illuminate the ancient temple which was only faintly lit in the darkness.
"His Majesty."
Wan Zhuliu bowed in greeting.
"No gift."
Emperor Qian looked unhappy: "Just now, I sent people there. Although the Bafang Temple is still there, it is like a flower in a mirror or a moon in the water. It cannot be touched."
"I'm afraid that the Bafang Temple appeared this time just to guide that one person!"
The second half of the sentence was said by Wu Yingxing. He also saw that Emperor Qian was unhappy, but in fact he was even more shocked.
After his last retreat, he read a lot of ancient scrolls about Tianwai and Bafang Temple in the library.
As for the Bafang Temple, there have been countless grandmasters chasing after it since the beginning of historical records. The four supreme grandmasters have also been chasing after it for many years. There are also many powerful people like the Dragon Demon Taoist who kept chasing after it until his death.
But he had never seen such a situation in ancient books...
"The Qi in the Netherworld is in disarray, and it is impossible to track down the person."
Wan Zhuliu frowned slightly, loosened the hilt of the knife, and looked behind him: "Do you have any way to catch this man?" "The heavenly secrets in the Nether Realm are in disorder. Not to mention me, even the strong men in the Divine Palace who are proficient in calculations can hardly figure out anything."
A man walked out of the darkness, it was Huang Longzi.
This was the first time he came to Youjing via the imperial court, and he couldn't help feeling a little surprised.
Not everyone in Tianshiyuan can buy a magical treasure that can open the road to the Netherworld. It is even more difficult to open up a complete road like the Great Sun Golden Scale Bell.
And there are actually as many as twelve spiritual treasures of this level in this world?
"The Cloud Demon Clan really wants to take over the Eight Directions Temple alone..."
Huang Longzi lowered his eyelids as his eyes swept across Wan Zhuliu and Emperor Qian's silver-haired dragon patterns.
"No way?"
Emperor Qian's eyes turned cold, and he tried his best to suppress the anger and murderous intent in his heart:
"If you find this person, I will give you 100 Yunxiang Dings!"
For this grand sacrifice, he not only mobilized incense and offerings from all over the world, but also used the resources of the imperial court. He paid such a huge price and invited people from all over the world to watch the sacrifice.
As a result, someone got in first...
"One hundred mouthfuls!"
Huang Longzi's eyelids twitched, and he was quite moved, but he could only shake his head helplessly:
"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter who this person is. The most urgent task at this moment is to use this person to completely open up the Bafang Temple!"
"Ok?"
Emperor Qian was startled and remembered the temple founder that this person had mentioned before.
"According to your Excellency, the Great Festival has not failed yet?"
Wu Yingxing's expression changed.
"This person suddenly appeared and opened the temple. For us, it may be a great thing."
Huang Longzi calmed down and said from the bottom of his heart:
"Without this person, I am not sure whether I can open the Eight Directions Temple. But with this person, this grand ceremony may give me a 30% chance of opening the Eight Directions Temple!"
"Only 30%?"
Emperor Qian's expression became increasingly grim.
"Thirty percent is not enough?"
Huang Longzi almost choked and couldn't help feeling a little resentful in his heart.
The descendants of the Cloud Demon have fallen to the point where they are not much different from the natives. They are completely unaware that if this "three percent" were to be passed on to Tianshiyuan, it would cause the stars to shake and the gods to descend.
"His Majesty."
At this point, Wan Zhuliu bowed and spoke:
"In my opinion, 30% is enough to give it a try!"
"I understand."
Emperor Qian glanced at Wan Zhuliu and his brows relaxed. With a glance, he saw that several guard commanders who were serving him had bowed and retreated, and returned to make arrangements.
"Your Majesty will not regret it."
Huang Longzi bowed and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
His original interest in this grand sacrifice was far less than his interest in those spiritual treasures, but that was because he knew very well that the chances of success of these indigenous sacrifices were too small.
But things are different now.
If someone enters the temple first, then the grand sacrifice at this time is very likely to follow him into the Bafang Temple!
These natives didn't know, but he knew it very well, because there was a record in the academy that 'when Feng Qingcang, the leader of the Wuxian Sect, entered the temple, several sects held grand sacrifices and many people followed him in.'
"Thank you, Your Excellency."
Emperor Qian said nothing.
After the imperial guards returned, Wan Zhuliu held down the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sword and strode towards the Bafang Temple.
……
Hastily!
The moment he was swept into the temple by that invisible force, Master Li Dao felt a chill in his heart and felt that he had been really careless.
"No, it was the energy of the Bafang Temple that affected my decision!"
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Li Yuan's mind. His perception of the outside world disappeared completely the moment he entered the door, and he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Keep falling and falling.
It was unknown how long it had passed before Li Yuan regained his sense of the outside world.
"Is this the Bafang Temple?"
Li Yuan looked around carefully.
In front of him was a long and narrow passage that stretched as far as the eye could see. There was no torch lighting anything, but it was very bright, forming a sharp contrast with what was behind him.
Behind him, the original temple gate no longer existed. Looking back, his vision was unobstructed and he could see the dark and gloomy world outside.
But if you reach out and touch it, you can feel that there is an invisible barrier separating the inside and the outside.
"It's coming in, it's really coming in!"
Li Yuan was still observing her carefully, when the little female dragon came back to her senses and was shaking with excitement.
"If you keep yelling, you won't be allowed out!"
Li Yuan raised his hand and pulled her out from his waist. Seeing this, the little female dragon immediately calmed down.
"Tell me everything you know about the Bafang Temple."
Li Yuan didn't move a step, but just reached out and picked up the miniature blood elephant. The little elephant was shaking its trunk, as if it had lost its way, and was spinning under his feet.
"That's all there is to it."
The little female dragon answered obediently. If she had been questioned like this before, she would have been angry, but at this moment, the joy of entering the Eight Directions Temple overwhelmed everything.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, Li Yuan turned around as if he had realized something, and just one glance made the hairs on his body stand up.
Outside the invisible temple gate, someone strode in. He was wearing armor shaped like a black tortoise and had a magic sword on his waist that he was very familiar with. Even without seeing the light of the weapon, he recognized it.
"Wan Zhuliu! The court's reaction is too quick!"
Li Yuan's heart trembled and he avoided the main entrance because Wan Zhuliu outside the door had slowly drawn the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sword from his waist.
(End of this chapter)