Looking at the old man in black in front of him, Wutan was shocked.
The old man in black was quite thin, but very strong, and exuded an extremely evil aura!
His long snow-white hair and beard fluttered in the wind, his clothes fluttered, and he looked like a reincarnated devil. His wrinkled old face was twisted and hideous, and his pair of dark eyes were filled with deep resentment and terrifying murderous intent!
Wutan was very familiar with this man's appearance. It was the leader of the Ghost Sect - Guijianchou!
But didn’t he die in Dragon God Mountains? Why did he appear here
"Is it surprising? Why am I still alive?"
Gui Jianchou laughed grimly and taunted, "Wutian, you are indeed very scheming. The killing trap you set up in the Dragon God Mountains fooled us old guys who have lived for thousands of years. But you are not naive enough to think that I will use my real body to steal the treasure, right?"
"It turns out that the one who was killed was just your clone."
Wutan's eyes darkened. Guijianchou's words had been so clear. If he still didn't understand, all these years of wandering around would have been in vain.
On second thought, Wutan really felt that all these years had been wasted. He had not even thought of such a simple truth.
A character like Guijianchou is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. In addition, he is in a high position and has great power. He must cherish his life more than ordinary people. How could he easily take risks
"wrong."
Wutan immediately realized that something was wrong. It was Shadow who killed Guijianchou and others. Based on Shadow's cultivation level, he should be able to recognize at a glance whether Guijianchou was his clone.
What's more, when Guijianchou was killed, there was indeed blood.
There is no such thing as a clone, because the clone is just a combination of elemental forces, which will directly dissipate after death and merge into the world.
As if knowing the doubts in Wu Tian's heart, Gui Jianchou sneered and said, "You are going to die anyway, so I might as well let you die with a clear mind. In my Ghost Sect, there is a magical power that only the previous Sect Masters are qualified to practice."
Guijianchou said that this kind of magical power allows him to use his own blood to condense an avatar, which is completely indistinguishable from the original body.
However, using this magical power will have side effects. Once the clone is successfully condensed, the lifespan of the original body will be reduced by one tenth.
This situation is similar to when Wutan used his vitality to revive the imperial soldiers.
"So, you were the only one who was a clone at the beginning, and Jian Wuhen and others were the real one who came in person?" This was what Wutan was most concerned about.
"They?" Gui Jianchou sneered, "They were so eager to get the treasure that they were blinded by desire. They deserved to die."
After hearing this, Wu Tian finally felt a little relieved. The killing plan he had painstakingly planned was not in vain.
Immediately, he looked up and down at Yan Gui Jianchou, frowned and said: "Don't you know the situation of Yin Yang Sect and Polar Ice?"
"Yin Yang Sect? Polar Ice?" Guijianchou was stunned.
"I advise you that if you have the chance, send people to lurk in several continents. In this way, you might get a lot of useful information. I have something urgent to attend to, so I will not accompany you for long." Wutan said lightly, and the Tongtian Bridge appeared automatically, opening a passage.
Taking a look at the motionless Ghost-Seeing Sorrow with a stiff expression, Wutan shook his head, sneered, then stepped onto the Tongtian Bridge and walked away.
Not until the Tongtian Bridge disappeared did Guijianchou's body regain its freedom. There was no roar or curse, only a face full of shock and horror.
In fact, the cold sweat all over his body had soaked his clothes.
"What kind of evil creature is that? Just a breath of it makes me feel like I'm facing the might of God. So scary! So scary!" Guijianchou looked dazed and muttered to himself, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
It was not until a large man in black appeared out of nowhere in the void and sensed the terrifying aura that Gui Jianchou suddenly came to his senses. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Great Protector."
The big man in black nodded, but his eyes were fixed on the void where the Tongtian Bridge disappeared. His eyes flashed with brilliance. After a long time, he seemed to be talking to himself, or explaining to Guijianchou.
"If I'm not mistaken, that stone bridge should be the Tongtian Bridge."
"Tongtian Bridge?" Guijianchou asked in confusion.
The big man in black squinted at him with disdain in his eyes, and said, "Wutian is right. You should send people to several continents to work undercover. Then you won't be so ignorant."
Facing the black-clothed man's lesson, Gui Jianchou did not dare to refute at all. He swallowed his saliva, but still could not help feeling unwilling, and asked cautiously: "Great Protector, are you going to just let Wu Tian go? You know, this is a great opportunity to kill him!"
"Idiot, if you have the ability, rush to Zhongyao Continent or Qinglong Continent right now, you still have a chance to kill him. If you don't have this ability, just shut up. How could the Ghost Sect have a fool like you?" The big man in black clothes had a cold face and said sarcastically without any hesitation, then flicked his sleeves and merged into the night sky.
"Rush to Zhongyaozhou or Qinglongzhou? Could it be that Tongtian Bridge can cross to two continents at once?"
When he thought of this, Guijianchou trembled all over, as if a cold current was rushing up from the soles of his feet, and his body and mind were instantly cold.
If Tongtian Bridge really has this ability, it would be incredible.
Now that the Holy Forbidden Transmission Channel is closed, it would probably take several days to reach Zhongyao Continent just by flying, even for a strong person who can teleport.
The Tongtian Bridge only requires a few.
If the two sides go to war, this will be a fatal flaw.
The most important thing is, if Wutan deliberately wants to kill me or destroy the Ghost Sect, he can come at any time and leave at any time. It is really hard to guard against!
Wutan naturally didn't know what Guijianchou was thinking, but he could imagine Guijianchou's expression when he saw him leave. However, none of this mattered. What mattered was to find the Wushan tribe and rescue Zhang Ting and the others.
After entering Zhongyao Continent, Wutan transferred the Buddha and others from the Star Realm, and then ordered the Tongtian Bridge to quickly open the passage to Qinglong Continent.
Under Wutan's instructions, a group of monks from Gutuo Temple entered one after another and soon disappeared into the endless void. However, when they passed by Wutan, they all put their hands together in front of him and chanted a Buddhist name.
This is the Buddhist way of expressing gratitude to someone.
Another person who must be mentioned is Gu Tian. When he saw Wu Tian again, there was not even a trace of hatred in his expression. He was much more stable than before. His whole body was glowing with Buddha's light, and with his shiny head, at first glance, he looked like a golden Buddha.
In the end, all of them were transferred to Qinglong Island, leaving only the one-armed master. This enlightened monk was very stubborn and insisted on helping everyone rescue the Pavilion Master and others. No matter how Wutan tried to persuade him, he insisted on going.
To be honest, Wutan didn’t think that the one-armed man who was at the half-step to the unparalleled stage could be of any help.
But the other party also had good intentions, and he couldn't possibly use force to force him onto the Tongtian Bridge!
There were also three old Zen masters from Gutuo Temple who frankly expressed their willingness to help Wu Tian. The three old Zen masters all had unparalleled initial stage of cultivation, and their identities were astonishing; they were actually Randeng's junior brothers.
Wutan was really tempted at first, but when he saw their injuries, he decisively and politely refused.
The injuries were extremely serious. There were white bones all over their bodies and their breath was extremely weak. Even Wu Tian suspected that the three old Zen masters might pass away at any time.
He didn't dare to take such a "seriously ill" person with him. What if something unexpected happened before they reached Wushan? Not only would he be unable to help, but the Buddha would also have to fight him to the death. It would be a waste of time and effort!
If the remaining nine leaves of the Qingli Tree had not been taken by the Great Venerable and Ye Yi and others, this would have been easy to deal with. Their injuries would have been healed in less than half a day.
As for the remaining two leaves, Wu Tian didn't dare to give them to others easily, because he wanted to keep them to save his life.
After waiting for the Tongtian Bridge to return to the Starry Realm, Wutan took out the Wanxiang Order and sent a message to the Great Venerable.
After a few breaths, the Great Venerable responded and sent over the location of Wushan.
Wutan took a closer look, put away the Wanxiang Order, and in the blink of an eye, a door opened quickly.
"One-armed Master, let's go!" With a faint smile to the one-armed master, Wutan walked in first.
…
A mountain range stretching for who knows how many miles lies across the earth like a giant python. Within it are lush ancient trees, and vines as thick as washbasins are entwined around the ancient trees like dragons, looking extremely vigorous!
Obviously, this is a wasteland that has existed for who knows how many years and is rarely visited by humans!
Deep in the mountains, on the top of a thousand-foot peak, four figures stood on a huge rock. One of them was a middle-aged man in black. He looked at the barren mountains and ridges below the peak, his eyes full of helplessness.
After a moment, the man in black withdrew his gaze, looked at the blind old man beside him, and asked, "Shadow, did you find anything?"
The blind old man shook his head, his face also full of helplessness.
These two people are the Great Reverend and Shadow.
Seeing this, the purple-clothed man on the side sneered, "Don't waste your time. The entrance to the Wushan tribe is very secret. Even if you turn Wushan upside down, you won't find anything."
Shadow frowned and said coldly: "If you tell us now, when the young master comes, I will ask him to leave you a whole body."
"hehe!"
The purple-clothed man sneered, "Do you think I'm an idiot? If I tell you now, I'm afraid you will kill us immediately. As long as I don't tell you, you dare not do anything to us, because I am the only one who knows where the entrance to the Wushan tribe is."
"It's enough for you to know."
At this moment, a plain voice suddenly sounded from the void, followed by a burst of golden light, and a door quickly opened, and a boy of about eleven or twelve years old and a one-armed monk walked out one after another.
"Young Master, you are finally here. You may not know that this man is very tight-lipped. No matter how we threaten or bribe him, he refuses to tell us the entrance location of the Wushan tribe. If you hadn't given my order, I would have slapped him to death." Shadow said angrily.
"It doesn't matter. As long as I'm here, it's not up to him whether to say it or not." Wutan smiled faintly and turned to look at the man in purple with calm eyes.
(End of this chapter)