Chapter 342: To Xihe

"Shaobai went to the Hanging Mountain alone, so let's prepare to harvest the power of the Buddha Sect?"

After reading the letter in his hand, Lin Yuanxi felt her eyebrows beating wildly, and her heartstrings, which had not fluctuated for many years, became frantically crazy. She suddenly understood why Mei Qiushuang favored Chen Shaobai so much that day.

In the endless life span, it would be a wonderful thing to have such a Taoist couple who can bring surprises at any moment.

As he thought about it, Lin Yuanxi was in a state of confusion in front of his disciples.

What appeared before her was all the traces of Chen Shaobai's creation in the Kaiyuan World, a long-standing miracle.

Some magical things that have never been witnessed with their own eyes are also compensated by the magical thinking of the great masters.

"Master, Master?"

He put his hands behind his back and took the pulse to calculate that the other party had been thinking for more than half an hour. Zhou Jinyu finally couldn't help but ask questions.

"Ahem..."

He cleared his throat as if he was calm, Lin Yuanxi raised his eyebrows lightly, and the majesty of the superior suddenly made Zhou Jinyu, the senior executive of the Qingxuan Sect, understand what a small witch is, and he was sweating all over the time. He practiced the etiquette of his disciples and did not dare to say anything.

"As the deputy leader of the Jianyuan regiment, you have a close personal relationship with Shaobai, why don't you persuade him?"

Hearing this question, Zhou Jinyu smiled bitterly, not only bitterly.

He also persuaded him, but how could he know that his friend would be so stubborn and domineering?

A son like Chen Shaobai, who is a daughter, should understand the principle of not standing a dangerous wall. If his mind is a little normal, he will restrain his temper.

A person rushed up the Hanging Mountain with endless malicious intentions, doing this is either an idiot or a madman.

Although he is a close friend, Zhou Jinyu still has to admit that his friend in need is indeed a complete madman.

In order to obey one's true heart, I would rather be enemies with the whole world. Isn't a lunatic?

After asking this question, Lin Yuanxi seemed to feel that he had forced himself. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head: "Zhou Jinyu, you are now at the peak of the formation refining realm, and your realm is slightly worse, but with the Great Freedom Xuan Crystal Sword given to you by Shaobai, you can still keep yourself."

Knowing that the highlight was coming, Zhou Jinyu pricked up his ears and listened carefully, not daring to have any mistakes in just a few words.

After four or five years of struggling among many small factions in the sect, Zhou Jinyu's political sensitivity was very strong. He had just shown a serious attitude when a green cloud token fell into his hands.

"I'll order you to be the representative master of the sect protector. Go to the Immortal Platform to quickly release tasks. Hongchen Pavilion has obtained resources and rush to Chen Shaobai to help."

The acting master of the sect protector!

Looking at the Green Cloud Token in his hand, Zhou Jinyu felt dizzy and unreal.

The Protecting Sect Hall is a place that even the core disciples of the fourth level of tempering are difficult to join. The essence of a sect is where the power of a sect is! Lin Yuanxi actually asked him to be the master of the hall? Although it is only temporary, it has already explained a lot of things.

He vaguely understood the other party’s thoughts, but Zhou Jinyu was still a little confused, so he spoke out: “What if the head coach is blocked by the mountain in the air?”

Lin Yuanxi smiled slightly and said a word that made Zhou Jinyu frightened.

"kill!"

...

Two flowers bloom, each representing one branch. The subsequent power of Qingxuan Sect will not be expressed for the time being. However, our vanguard army, Chen Shaobai, has already arrived in Xihe Liuzhou alone.

With his feet firmly stepped on the ground of the Western continent and felt the humid and warm touch, Chen Shaobai suddenly felt like an immortal entering the mortal realm.

But in fact, among the four continents of Kaiyuan, Xihe Liuzhou's level of immortality development was second only to Beijuluzhou and ranked second.

Here, there is the Holy Soul Hall where great saints gather, the Tian Yao Sect where monsters gather, and the mysterious and family-managed Tongtian Tower. The Kaiyuan Demon Clan is all in Xihe.

Here, human power is not outstanding. Although Yunkong Mountain is among the top ten sects of the Immortal Way, it seems inconspicuous compared to those three behemoths.

Chen Shaobai slowly raised his head and saw a huge floating mountain covering an area of ​​thousands of miles.

Penglai Fairyland, floating divine island. Smoke and clouds are lingering, and Buddha's light is shining. This place is the only holy place left by Buddhism, the hanging mountain.

His magic power flowed, and his red eyes gradually contracted into a needle-shaped shape. In conjunction with Diting's magic power, he looked into the distance and saw every brick and tile on the hanging mountain clearly and clearly.

The little novice monk, the great venerable, the mad monk of wine and meat, and the wisdom and Bodhi were all in Chen Shaobai's eyes, just like mortals and like ants.

Chen Shaobai did not rush up to attack the army and questioned the crime, but instead saw all the routes of the Hanging Mountain and the secret mountain protection formations, and then slowly looked at it.

Perhaps it is thanks to the massive destruction before Chonglou that Chen Shaobai's investigation work has been very smooth. From beginning to end, it only took him five or six hours.

Just as Chen Shaobai was about to step on the fairy sword and violently broke into the hall of Hanging Mountain, he suddenly stopped his movements.

Not because of retreating on the spot, but because...

"Yun Sheng? What's the matter when you come to Hanging Mountain?"

A goblin who had cultivated into the secret realm of quenching gas crawled out of the soil, and asked with his old yellow face as if he was flatteringly obedient.

In front of it was a nine-foot-tall ape king.

Even if Chen Shaobai looks at it from a human aesthetic perspective, he has to admit that this guy who doesn’t know whether he is an orangutan or a monkey is indeed very handsome.

This monkey is wearing purple gold glare armor, with a blue and white jade belt on the waist, a three-pointed red rock crown on the head, and a pitch-black spear in his hand is even more amazing. At a rough look, it is only three feet long, but in fact it can be long or short, hard or soft, with a vigilance at the offense and defense, and is close to the level of Taoist instruments.

The three major temples of the Demon Clan in Xihe, the Tian Yao Sect, the Tongtian Tower, and the Holy Soul Hall.

This handsome monkey is the great saint of the demon clan from the Holy Soul Hall, and Yun Sheng is also.

"The Wuxu Scholar is famous. The immortal Taoism here is really ten times more developed than Dongsheng Shenzhou. The first time I came here, I saw the great saint of the demon clan. I don't know what interesting things will happen if I stay for a few more days."

Staring at the monkey with great spirits above the Nine Heavens, Chen Shaobai suddenly had the idea of ​​going to Tongtian Tower to visit Han Feng and Zi Tong.

"Who dares to covet me and won't stand up yet!"

Just when Chen Shaobai was ecstatic, Yun Sheng shouted angrily and shook all the clouds ten miles around him, forming a vacuum belt.

He cast his sight down and saw a pair of crimson eyes.

The two looked at each other, and there was no word in just a few words, but it caused a war spirit and a burning atmosphere.

"Hahaha! There is such a person among humans who is in line with my appetite. Little guy, if you can take my three shots, I will sign you as a good friend. If you can't take it, hehehehe..."
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