Chapter 339: Race to the Hanging Mountain

Master Zangxuan’s Thousand Miles of Urgent Secret Letter?

Hearing this, Chen Shaobai's slightly relaxed expression immediately became serious. Without saying a word, he took the letter and started reading it.

As he looked at it, his face became cold and his crimson eyes gradually became cool, as if he was about to kill someone on the spot, looking very scary.

"Shaobai, what's wrong?"

Status, strength, realm, wealth... Although many earth-shaking changes have occurred in friends, Zhou Jinyu and Wu Muqin have only spent a short time to adapt and quickly recovered as before, talking nonsense as before.

After sighing a long sigh, Chen Shaobai shook his head and returned the letter to the two: "I am jealous of the virtuous and capable, and my classmates are jealous of each other."

These two words are irrelevant and difficult to figure out, but the three of them are all talented and intelligent. When they hear this, they have some speculations in their hearts.

Xuankongshan is divided into two categories: Zen and Tantric Buddhism. Master Zangxuan is the most accomplished Zen Buddhism and is known as the "future Buddha". As the host, how could this sharp thorn be accommodated in his eyes?

This contradiction is well known to everyone, but no one has pointed it out.

It can be said that with the nature of the great monks of Tantric Buddhism, it is incredible that they can only be suppressed and exploded until now.

Sure enough, when the three of them took turns circulating Master Zangxuan's secret letter, they became more convinced of this.

"This Zangjing is the leader of a sect, and she is so shameless and betrayal!" The letter from the old monk Zangxuan was clearly organized, and the words between the sentences were very monotonous and simple, and there was no clear concept of right and wrong, good and evil. But after reading the causes and consequences, Wu Muqin still became angry.

The Canon Spirit had agreed to the previous sect leader before he was seriously injured and fell. After Zang Xuan achieved the transformation of the gods, he passed the position of the sect leader to the other party.

Now, after going through a lot of hardships, Zangxuan has finally reached the peak and perfect level of the Qi Tempering Secret Realm. He has already reached the critical level of understanding of the Heavenly Dao. He can take the last step at any time and achieve immortality, but his fellow disciples secretly confine his magic power. He is imprisoned in a secret place. If he does not talk about breaking the realm, he can maintain his magic power without regressing. It is a blessing in disgrace.

However, the old monk Zangxuan was very skillful and went through all his troubles, so he barely let the secret letter appear in front of Chen Shaobai.

"Shaobai, what is your relationship with Master Zangxuan? Is it a bit inappropriate to refute the face of Zangyin for him?"

Today, Zhou Jinyu is much more calm than in previous years. He is not as simple and direct as before, and he also considers many of Chen Shaobai's interests.

It can be said that from the moment the three outer sects signed the alliance, they have become a common prosperity for interests, and they have lost all the losses and the death. If they don’t care about Chen Shaobai, do they care about the wine and meat monk who can store their essence?

Hearing such questions and feeling the care and love from his companions, Chen Shaobai smiled and said, "Of course I need help."

After saying that, he told the story of the cause and effect of being favored by the old monk when he was newly promoted. He heard the three people around him dazzled and didn't know what they were thinking about.

After listening to the story, Wu Muqin and Zhou Jinyu both sighed at the foresight and insight of the old monk Zangxuan and had lofty eyes. Although the red-haired cool brother Chonglou still had a cold face in his business, the surprise in his eyes betrayed his true thoughts.

The world is so great that there is really an existence that can predict the future?

"So, I have to help, otherwise I will become an ungrateful person?"

Chen Shaobai's face was a little pale, but his eyes were shining with brilliance, as if his intentions were resolved.

Back then, Master Zangxuan made no mistakes before he became famous and designed the "Xuan Buddha Gong" for him, helping him pave the way for cultivation. Now that the master is in trouble, how could he ignore it and ignore it?

In the past, we have received good causes, and today is the time to reward.

But there is a saying that goes, God does not follow others' wishes. As soon as Chen Shaobai finished speaking, he felt a suffocation of pain in his chest and couldn't help but feel a sudden cough.

"Ahem..."

Although the deposited blood clot was resolved by Chen Shaobai with magic power, a palpitations of blood still appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"You are too hurt and not suitable for traveling far away."

Chonglou turned around and said these concerns in a cold voice.

As a perfect figure in the first level of the God Transformation, he and Chen Shaobai have cultivated great powers. No one knows better how serious Chen Shaobai was injured than him.

The meridians in the body are broken, the bones are broken, the muscles are melted, the nerves are condensed, the acupoints are bursting, and the pain they suffer every moment is like millions of steel needles piercing the heart!

Even those with great magical powers in the same realm of the God Transformation Fairyland suffer from the same level of injuries, not to mention using magic power to slowly guide and repair it, the painful torture alone is enough to give up everything and choose to re-exert the corpse.

But Chen Shaobai endured this pain for two months! The people who came to visit the assassination only saw his scenery, but never saw him rolling on the ground because of pain?

On several occasions, Chonglou almost couldn't help it, and wanted to persuade him to give up his body and give up his body, and give up his rebirth. Anyway, the lifespan of the great supernatural powers was endless, and it was delayed for decades, and there would be no change. However, Chen Shaobai smiled and refused.

No matter what reason Chen Shaobai persisted, his heart alone made Chonglou feel tremble.

"I didn't say I wanted to go in person."

Chen Shaobai smiled slightly, which made people feel like they were in a fairyland, but the three people in front of him could see the depression of the pain.

"In my name, I will invite Master Zangxuan to Qingxuan Gate to preach the Dharma and preach the Chonglou. This task will be handed over to you."

After patting Chonglou's shoulder, Chen Shaobai's eyes shone with a luster called wisdom.

If Zang Xuan comes to Qing Xuan Gate, those tantric monks must have done some small tricks. Let Chonglou go, which can save a lot of trouble. Moreover, he is confident that no matter what evil means he uses to store essence, he can help resolve it.

"Shaobai, your current name is at its peak. You can kill the Purgatory Demon Emperor alone. Such achievements have been spread in the Ten Sects of Immortal Way, the Ten Sects of Demon Dao and even the Three Halls of the Demon Clan. Once you say something, the old monk Zangjing will definitely release the future Buddha no matter how reluctant he is."

This is Zhou Jinyu's words.

"I hope so."

Chen Shaobai is not polite. He is now famous all over the world and deserves his reputation. If he recognizes himself as a junior, it will be ridiculous. It would be better to become bigger than to become a big shot, and he will have a bit of a master's demeanor.

"I'm leaving, where is your safety?"

What Chonglou is worried about is never the success or failure of the task, only the life and death of the contractor in front of him.
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