"Amitabha!"
Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha's name, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and an old monk walked out. His two eyebrows were long and hung on both sides of his face. His eyes were cloudy and he said softly: "I am a guest from afar, and the vision has dispersed." Bar."
Mingzhen nodded.
The fierce light in Su Zimo's eyes gradually faded away.
Now that the old monk comes forward, there can be no fight between the two.
The old monk's eyes turned and landed on the purple-robed monk, and said: "Donor, although you are a guest, you must behave yourself. You can read the scriptures, but if you want to fight here, please leave."
This is not said lightly or seriously.
The implication is nothing more than a warning to the purple-robed monk that it is best to be calm.
With his seniority, the old monk would certainly not take action against the purple-robed monk.
But if the purple-robed monk goes too far, the old monk doesn't mind asking him out!
The purple-robed monk sneered slightly and said: "Master, if you want to protect your two disciples, that's fine. But, I want to ask, can you protect them for the rest of your life!"
"This man injured my spirit beast."
The purple-robed monk's expression grew colder, he pointed at Su Zimo not far away, and said quietly: "You can protect him today, but I advise you, it is best not to let him come out of the valley, it is best to let him hide here for the rest of his life. Bottom of Dragon Burial Valley!”
"If you catch me outside, I will kill him!"
Facing the old monk, the purple-robed monk could still say these words, which shows his confidence in himself.
The old monk was silent.
Mingzhen couldn't bear it anymore and refuted: "It was your spirit beast who provoked me first and wanted to take away the little fox. It's obviously your fault, how can you still be so confident? You are unreasonable!"
"Want some reason?"
The purple-robed monk sneered again and said: "Little monk, your ignorant look is really interesting. The outside world is dominated by the weak and the strong! If you are not strong enough, you deserve to be killed! This is the simplest truth!"
Mingzhen didn't understand this sentence, but Su Zimo understood it.
Strictly speaking, the world of cultivation is so cruel.
In Mingzhen's current state, once he leaves Dragon Burial Valley, he won't be able to survive for long despite his abilities.
"Oh, right."
The purple-robed monk seemed to suddenly think of something and stared at Su Zimo. He smiled slightly and said: "In ten years, the intermediate ancient battlefield will be opened. You must not go there. Otherwise... you will definitely die in it!"
Su Zimo looked as usual.
Facing the threat from the purple-robed monk, he didn't care at all.
So far, even if he transforms into a demon and fights with him, he is not sure that he can suppress the purple-robed monk.
But ten years later, Su Zimo believed that he would become even more terrifying!
Hibernating for twenty years.
The moment he emerged from the Dragon Burial Valley, he believed that no one could stop him!
Neither can the purple-robed monk in front of me!
Due to the old monk's intervention, although there was still hostility between the purple-robed monk and Su Zimo, there was no further conflict.
The purple-robed monk has many miraculous elixirs.
Within a few days, he rescued Yongzhu whose life was hanging by a thread.
Yao Zhu, who had woken up slightly, looked at Su Zimo with a changed look, with a hint of avoidance and fear.
Next month.
The purple-robed monk never left.
I just read the Lotus Sutra day and night.
A month later, the purple-robed monk stood up and left the ancient temple with Yaozhu.
At the same time, the old monk approached Su Zimo.
The old monk got straight to the point and asked directly: "In ten years, do you plan to enter the ancient battlefield?"
"yes."
Su Zimo nodded and didn't hide anything.
With his cultivation level and taking his eldest brother Su Hong with him, this was the best way to leave the Northern Territory.
The old monk said: "Okay, ten years later, I will take action, open a space node in an ancient battlefield, and send you and Mingzhen in."
The space node of the primary ancient battlefield requires the cooperation of five Void Return Taoists.
Intermediate ancient battlefield, the space is more stable.
If you want to open up the space nodes above, you need greater strength, at least the Dharma-Xiang Dao Lord!
"Senior Brother Mingzhen, he..."
Su Zimo frowned and stopped talking.
Ming Zhen's ability is not weak, but his fighting skills and experience are too little.
Places like ancient battlefields are filled with all kinds of killing and bloodshed, and are even more cruel than the world of cultivation outside!
Mingzhen will probably perish if he enters the ancient battlefield.
The old monk saw Su Zimo's worry and said, "That's why I want to ask you to help him. There are still ten years left, so we need to find a way to help him grow up as soon as possible."
Su Zimo suddenly recalled the scene when Dieyue threw him into the Canglang Mountains, and couldn't help but smile.
"Simple."
Su Zimo said: "Throw him into the depths of the imperial palace and fight as much as possible with the Yin soldiers and Yin horses there without releasing the golden elixir phenomenon."
If you want to truly grow, you must go through life and death!
The two chatted for a while, and the old monk gave another warning, saying: "If you encounter that purple-robed monk in the ancient battlefield, you must be careful! Try to avoid him!"
Su Zimo frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask: "Who is this person?"
"He is the number one genius of the Hunyuan Sect, invincible at the same level!"
The old monk said: "It is said that this boy is already invincible in the Golden Core Realm when he is in his thirties. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be a titled disciple when he enters the Return to Void Realm in the future!"
"What's his name?" Su Zimo asked again.
"Di Yin."
The old monk replied.
"Um?"
Su Zimo frowned.
This name is a bit strange, as if I have heard it somewhere.
After thinking for a while, Su Zimo's eyes flashed with light, and he said word by word: "The number one master in the world who has cultivated the Sea of Chaos, Di Yin!"
"good."
The old monk nodded and said: "A hundred years ago, this man indeed relied on the Sea of Chaos to defeat all opponents on the ancient battlefield and reach the top of the list of visions."
No wonder.
Su Zimo let out a long breath.
No wonder I could fight him to that point in close combat.
It turns out that this person is actually the number one master in the world who has cultivated the golden elixir vision inherited by the Human Emperor and cultivated the Sea of Chaos!
Su Zimo was confused and asked: "Since this person was already at the top of the last vision list, why would he still participate in the ancient battlefield ten years later?"
Calculated this way, Emperor Yin was only over 130 years old.
The old monk explained: "For a lifespan of five hundred years in the Golden Core Realm, more than a hundred years old is still considered young. As long as you are old enough and the time is right, you can enter the ancient battlefield."
"After all, there are too many treasures inside, and they are all handed down from ancient times."
Su Zimo thought for a moment and then asked: "A hundred years ago, this person was number one on the list of visions. A hundred years later, is this person's cultivation still at the Golden Core realm?"
"This is the scary thing about this kid!"
The old monk said: "Continuous breakthroughs are nothing. Only when you can stop at a certain node in time and settle the past can you truly consolidate your foundation and achieve the state of harmony and unity between man and nature."
"A hundred years ago, this man was the greatest real person in the world. A hundred years from now, no one will be his opponent. If you meet this man again, you must be careful!"