The monk Xuanshou's face is like a jade crown and a kind expression. If it weren't for the light on his head, he would be like a handsome young man.

His eyes turned to Zi Yuan, and his eyes did not hide his appreciation. He said, "The female donor fights in one domain and achieves a legend. The Fang family has successors, which is also a sign of the prosperity of our human race!"

Yu Ziyuan quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for your praise from the Holy Monk. The little girl has many offended things, so I hope she can forgive me."

The Xuanshou Holy Monk laughed and said, "Everyone thinks that you challenged the Nansi Domain because you have slashed the face of my Buddhist sect. But they don't know that this is the internal competition mechanism of our human race. If you are afraid of this internal competition, how can you compete with all races?"

Yu Linghe raised her eyebrows, and her heart was moved.

Sure enough, the strong man in the realm of a thought is still very different from the Buddha Sect Rongxuan. Whether in terms of vision or mentality, it seems that he is in two worlds.

When the Buddha took action to challenge the domain, Master Jinde and others were ashamed, and the frustration in their hearts was clearly visible from their expressions. If the Buddha's son had not realized the sudden enlightenment and turned into a monk in Resurrection and became the only highlight of that battle, then the Buddha Sect would have been defeated.

However, when we met the Xuanshou Holy Monk, Yu Linghe and others truly felt the abyss and confidence of the Buddha Sect.

So what if you challenge a domain? So what if you achieve it?

In the eyes of the strong man Yiming, all this is a passing cloud and cannot leave any negative traces in their hearts.

This is the mind of the holy monk, which makes people admire him.

Yu Linghe asked himself, if he had been with him easily, he would probably find it difficult to be so free and easy. This may be the relationship between experience and time accumulation.

He is indeed inferior to that in this regard.

The Xuanshou Holy Monk's eyes flowed and fell on the White Dragon Horse and Hong Mo. His eyes slowly began to become solemn.

The white dragon horse grinned and neighed at him.

Yu Linghe was startled, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice.

Turning around, patting Bailongma's neck angrily, Yu Linghe said helplessly: "Little guy, don't be rude! Let's get angry when you can beat others."

Today's White Dragon Horse is actually a mysterious beast. Although it has luck, it would be a joke to compete with the powerful ones of Yiming.

Rongxuan and Yiming seem to be only one level difference, but their power is vastly different.

Not to mention the White Dragon Horse, even if it joins hands with Hong Mo, there will be no chance of winning. However, a strange thought suddenly appeared in Yu Linghe's heart. What if Yu Ziyuan, who is good at soul sword dancing with the blessing of the two divine swords and the world in the mirror, is good at soul sword dancing?

If the three of them join forces, can they compete with the strong ones in Yiming?

Although this thought flashed by, he was a little excited.

In the eyes of the strong man Yiming, all the less than the thought are ants. However, if the ants' quality has exceeded the scope of ants, there may be some chance of challenge.

The smile on the face of the Xuanshou Holy Monk remained unchanged. He suddenly asked, "Young Master, what you thought about just now is related to me?"

When Yu Linghe heard the monk who looked extremely young on the outside called him a monk, a strange feeling appeared in his heart. However, he knew very well that the age of this holy monk could never be associated with his appearance.

With a light cough, Yu Linghe quickly calmed down and said truthfully: "The holy monk's senses are indeed keen. I just thought about it so I made you laugh."

The monk Xuanshou smiled and said, "The young master, the genius, must be different in his thoughts. Why not tell me what I have to see?"

Yu Linghe hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile: "I'm just thinking, if my three companions join forces, I wonder if I can get entangled with you for a while?"

After hearing this, whether it was the Xuanshou Holy Monk, Yu Ziyuan, etc., he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Even the White Dragon Horse, who had just provoked the Xuanshou Holy Monk, looked at Yu Linghe with a strange look, as if thinking, was this guy going crazy?

If the White Dragon Horse does that, it does not mean that it has the confidence to fight the Xuanshou Holy Monk...

However, the White Dragon Horse, loved by luck, is confident that after breaking through a thought, it will definitely defeat the Xuanshou Holy Monk. This is the real reason why it makes a provocative sound.

However, if it is asked to do it now, it would be a bit difficult.

The Xuanshou Holy Monk was not angry because of this sentence. He turned around again, his eyes flashing across Zi Yuan and the other two. This time, he looked very carefully, and his expression gradually became solemn.

After a while, the monk Xuanshou suddenly sighed and said slowly: "Young Master, you three companions are indeed extraordinary!"

Yu Linghe felt a stern in her heart, but a smile on her face said, "Please give me some advice."

The monk Xuanshou looked at the White Dragon Horse with great meaning and said, "If I remember correctly, this should be your combat partner, White Dragon Horse, right?"

Yu Linghe nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right, this is the battle partner that he formed when he was exploring Yunmeng Academy."

The monk Xuanshou said solemnly: "I have just observed that the white dragon horse is full of luck. If only one of the three of them can advance for a moment, then it must be the white dragon horse."

Yu Linghe's eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly, and his eyes looked at the Xuanshou Holy Monk with a hint of admiration.

The luck is strong.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Monk of Xuanshou could see the key point at a glance.

The white dragon horse is the son of luck, born of luck in the sun and the sun of heaven and earth.

After knowing its identity, Yu Linghe never thought that the barrier of a thought could stop its footsteps. As long as it accumulates continuously, it will inevitably take that crucial step over time.

For others, the most important opportunity is as simple as eating and drinking water on Bailongma.

The strong one who thinks in the future will definitely have a place for it.

If Yu Linghe saw the identity of the White Dragon Horse, a super strong man like Tianfu Xian, Nansifu, wouldn't be surprised. However, if he saw this, he was only the Xuanshou Holy Monk who was equivalent to a strong man in his mind, then Yu Linghe would look at him with admiration.

Since the monk Xuanshou opened his mouth, he seemed to be unable to stop.

He nodded slightly to Yu Ziyuan and said, "The female donor has not been able to advance to the Rongxuan realm for a long time, right?"

Yu Ziyuan saluted respectfully and said, "Young people have only been promoted to Rongxuan for a few months."

"A few months..." The monk Xuanshou repeated it in a low voice, as if he was sighing in his heart.

A woman who has been promoted to Rongxuan for a few months can sweep across the realm with her own strength. Although the Xuanshou Holy Monk will not hold grudges, she is inevitably a little disappointed with the Master Rongxuan under the Buddhist sect.

However, he quickly calmed down and said, "The female donor has to be the robe and bowl of Lord Jie Wan. The sword intent is as tall as a mountain, the soul is as deep as a sea. With the assistance of two divine swords, the world is very good."

Yu Ziyuan lowered her eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Thank you for the praise of the master."

The monk Xuanshou waved his hand slightly and said, "I just don't understand something." He paused and said, "The Green Lotus Divine Sword and the Snow Lotus Divine Sword are both famous divine swords. Over the years, the only one who can gain their recognition and truly release the power of the two swords is Venerable Yiming." His eyes became deep and curious, and said, "However, I see that the female donor is surrounded by sword intent. The aura of the two divine swords is combined into one, divided into two, and entangled in parallel, and has reached the realm of *******. How did this be done?"

Yu Ziyuan was dumbfounded and shocked in her heart, which was really indescribable.

This month, with the help of the world in the mirror, she was constantly tempering the two swords and had achieved some success.

Compared with the hasty battle in Foshan Temple that day, Yu Ziyuan is now reborn. Even if she does not use the power of the mirror world, she can release the power of the two swords at the same time.

However, this has become her biggest trump card, but now it has been spoken out by the Xuanshou Holy Monk. The throbbing in her heart can be imagined.

The monk Xuanshou did not expect Zi Yuan's answer, because the cultivation method of each lineage has its own unique features. If you study it wholeheartedly, it would definitely be a taboo.

If Yu Ziyuan was a person without a sect, perhaps someone would use any means to obtain her secret cultivation method. However, when he thought of the Fang family behind Yu Ziyuan, even the characters like the Xuanshou Saint Monk were afraid and did not dare to cause any misunderstandings.

He sighed and said, "No wonder the young master had this idea. The soul sword dance performed by the female donor alone is enough to fight with me."

Yu Ziyuan hurriedly said, "The Holy Monk is too humble. If there is only one younger generation, he will support him for a moment at most, and he will definitely not be the enemy of the Holy Monk."

The monk Xuanshou smiled and said, "You are polite to the female donor. I can't do anything before your soul sword dance ends."

In his identity, he actually said such words to a practitioner of Rongxuan, which shows how important Zi Yuan is in his eyes.

His eyes froze and finally fell on Hongmo.

The gaze of the Xuanshou Holy Monk finally added a hint of sharpness.

The stronger Yu Ziyuan and the white dragon horse are, the stronger the human race is. Standing in the current position of the Xuanshou Holy Monk, that is something that is popular.

However, Hong Mo is a demon clan. The stronger his strength and greater his potential, it is less of a good thing for the human race.

"This demon clan should be a famous Phantom clan, right?" The monk Xuanshou said in a deep voice: "What I don't understand is why do you have luck in him?"

Hongmo's neck shrank slightly, and the monk's eyes were too sharp, which made him dare not look at him.

Yu Linghe smiled indifferently and said, "We found an ancient demon cave in the human race, so he has obtained some ancient heritage."

"Oh? It turns out it is the ancient heritage of the Phantom Clan, that's a big wonder."
Chapter completed!