The martial arts master continued to move forward.
The coldness in the depths of the North Sea is even worse, the wind is biting, and even the martial arts master has to exert all his strength to stimulate his blood vessels to withstand the cold!
No life can be sensed within the scope of the martial arts deity's spiritual consciousness.
He is already in the deepest part of the North Sea!
At this moment, the martial arts master looked up into the distance, and his heart was shocked.
On the horizon in the distance, there were no snow-white glaciers, but a dark and deep ocean, exuding an extremely cold atmosphere.
You know, even the outermost reaches of the North Sea are frozen all year round.
And here, already deep in the North Sea, there is an ocean that can withstand the surrounding cold air, without any sign of freezing!
When we got closer, standing on the edge of the glacier and looking at the deep ocean, the feeling of shock became even stronger!
This ocean is bottomless, boundless, and somewhat terrifyingly calm. There seems to be some extremely terrifying creature hidden in the deep sea, which can erupt at any time and set off huge waves!
The martial arts master knows that this is the legendary forbidden land of the Kun tribe - Beiming!
"Xiaoyao, your home is here."
The martial arts master took out Xiaoyao from the storage bag and said softly.
Although Xiaoyao was afraid of the martial arts deity in his heart, he already had spiritual wisdom and knew that the martial arts deity was his master. At this time, he was extremely reluctant to let go, lingering and refusing to leave.
"Go ahead."
The martial arts master waved his hand and said: "Practice well, maybe one day I will come to you again. I hope that by that time, you will still recognize me as your master."
Kunpeng Dan remained motionless.
The martial arts master smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed gently.
thump!
Water splashed everywhere.
The Kunpeng egg fell into this deep ocean and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Kunpeng returns to Beiming!
The martial arts master did not stay here and turned around to leave.
He knew very well that if nothing unexpected happened, this Kunpeng egg would cause a huge shock in Beiming, and the Kun clan would spare no effort to hatch Xiaoyao!
At that time, the Kun clan with the forbidden Kun Peng will most likely be a force that changes the world!
After doing this, the martial arts master headed towards Pingyang Zhenxing, preparing to continue his retreat.
Time is getting tighter.
Although Su Zimo has three true bodies, if a war really breaks out that sweeps the world and involves the entire world of cultivation, these three true bodies are not strong enough!
You must enter the Mahayana realm as soon as possible and become a strong person in the ancestral realm!
…
At the same time, Qinglian's real body had left the area of the three major families and came to a temple that had been passed down for a long time.
One of the six Buddhist temples, Randen Temple!
Su Zimo has not seen Mingzhen since he arrived at the place of preaching.
During the battle of Tiandi Valley, all major sects gathered together, but Mingzhen did not appear.
These are fairly normal.
Ancestor Yuanbei passed away and Mingzhen didn’t show up, which was a bit weird!
With the feelings of ancestors Mingzhen and Yuanbei, they would rush back to the Northern Territory after hearing this.
But Mingzhen did not appear.
Moreover, Su Zimo didn't get any news from Mingzhen, and even the crane he sent to Daming Temple didn't get any response.
This time, Su Zimo came to the Southern Region by accident, so he set off to come to the Randen Temple!
Randen Temple has been passed down for eternity, and every building in the temple is filled with ancient atmosphere and traces of time.
Su Zimo landed from mid-air.
When you visit for the first time, you usually have to go through the mountain gate and ask someone to inform you.
If you fly in the air, firstly, you will not be respectful, and secondly, it will easily lead to misunderstandings.
At the mountain gate of Randen Temple, there is a young novice monk standing on each side.
Although these two young novice monks are not very old, they have both cultivated to the golden elixir realm!
"Donor, stop!"
A young novice monk stretched out his little hand, stopped Su Zimo from a distance, and said in a deep voice: "May I ask the donor why you came to Randen Temple?"
"I'm in Huangwu. I came to Randeng Temple to look for an old friend. Could you please two fellow Taoists to go in and let me know?"
When Su Zimo came closer, he didn't have any airs of great power, nor did he embarrass the two young novice monks in the golden elixir realm. Instead, he cupped his hands and explained his intention.
"Huangwu?"
The two young novices turned their heads slightly, frowned, and both looked thoughtful.
"This name seems familiar."
One of the young novices murmured.
Sudden!
The other young novice monk seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "You, you, you are Huangwu Taoist Lord!"
"No, no, that's not right! Are you a great warrior?"
The little novice monk's face turned pale and his mouth was trembling.
Another young novice monk stared at Su Zimo and said subconsciously: "It is said that Huangwu has green clothes, black hair, and beautiful features... That's right!"
"You, you, you, donor... No, senior, please wait here for a moment, I will go in and report!"
One of the young novices said something incoherently, turned around and ran away.
Another young novice seemed to be too frightened to stay here, so he also ran up the mountain!
Su Zimo shook his head slightly and laughed.
No wonder the two young novice monks were so frightened.
At the beginning, at Ximen Villa, even a combined powerful man was intimidated by Huang Wu's name and did not dare to take action against him, let alone two young novices in the Golden Core Realm.
Su Zimo was not in a hurry, so he stood at the gate of the mountain, closed his eyes, rested, and waited quietly.
Time passes bit by bit.
Soon, half an hour passed.
The two young novices seemed to have disappeared and never came back.
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, his eyes still closed.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.
Su Zimo frowned.
Even if there are any mistakes in the process, one hour is enough for the news to arrive!
Su Zimo took a deep breath, did not act rashly, and continued to wait.
Two hours.
Three hours!
The sun in the west is gradually setting.
Su Zimo finally opened his eyes, with an expressionless face, and slowly spoke, loudly: "Xia Huangwu, come to Randen Temple to see an old friend! This person is a titled disciple of Randen Temple!"
This voice, neither light nor heavy, spread throughout every corner of the Randen Temple!
"Donor Huangwu, please come back."
At this moment, a voice came from inside the Randen Temple: "I am a titled disciple of the Randen Temple. My former dharma name was Kongru. I don't know the Huangwu Donor, let alone an old friend of the Huangwu Donor."
"Um?"
Su Zimo frowned.
Mingzhen was once a titled disciple of Randen Temple, he remembered it clearly.
Could it be that the titled disciples of Randen Temple have changed
Su Zimo was already a little impatient, his expression became colder, and he raised his voice again: "The old friend I want to see, his Buddhist name is Mingzhen!"
Another half hour passed.
The voice from the Randen Temple sounded again: "Mingzhen has left the temple. If the Huangwu Donor wants to see Mingzhen, please go find him yourself."
"Leaved the temple?"
Su Zimo sneered in his heart.
If the Randen Temple had given him this explanation at the beginning, maybe he would still believe it.
But now, the Randen Temple is secretive and won't even let him enter the mountain gate. How could Su Zimo believe it!
"In this case, I, Huangwu, have come to Randeng Temple today. Instead of meeting my old friends, I want to pay homage to the eminent monks and worship the Buddha and discuss the Tao!"
Su Zimo's expression was cold as he slowly rose into the air and said loudly: "If the eminent monks refuse to meet you, don't blame me for forcing your way in!"