At the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Outside the inn.
All warriors have been numb from the shock.
First, the monk Xuanku of Shaolin Temple chased and killed four great masters of the evil way and traveled tens of thousands of miles, then the evil emperor of the cholera world was born again seventy years ago, and the evil emperor who appeared immediately after that not only did not attack Xuanku, but instead slapped Xuanku Four great masters of the evil way were shot to death.
In the end, what made the warriors even more horrified was that the evil emperor actually bowed to someone in the inn, respectfully, and addressed him as 'Master'.
Seventy years ago, the evil emperor was already at the peak of the first rank, a peerless powerhouse who could almost touch the transformation. Now seventy years have passed, even if the evil emperor is not a first-rank great perfection, I am afraid that the distance is not far away. With the strength of the evil emperor, In the whole world, there are not many Taoists, let alone adults.
If the scene in front of me is spread, the world will definitely be shaken.
Countless warriors' hearts beat faster, their gazes swept across the inn vaguely, one thought after another quickly flashed in their minds, what kind of charm would it be to make the evil emperor who ruled the world respectfully call him 'Master'
But at this moment, the chubby inn owner, who was also on the second floor of the inn, felt stiff and shivering.
How could the chubby inn owner not know what it meant for the evil emperor to bow deeply towards the inn
"myth."
"At least a martial arts myth is in the inn."
The chubby innkeeper's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he just felt as if he had just walked through life and death.
A martial arts myth entered the inn. If there was any dissatisfaction with him just now, the owner of the inn would have died long ago and could not die anymore.
"No wonder, no wonder the aura of the evil emperor just disappeared instantly, so it was captured by a martial arts myth." The chubby inn owner only felt that all his doubts had been explained.
The rest of the warriors in the inn were dumbfounded and trembling.
They didn't think as much as the innkeeper thought, but they also realized that there was an existence in the inn that they couldn't afford to provoke.
"Who is it?!"
Xuanku is like facing an enemy. If it was just the evil emperor, he thought that the palm-sized wooden sword left by Su Qin would be enough to deal with it, but now, seeing the evil emperor's posture, there are obviously other people standing behind him.
And this person's strength is definitely far beyond the evil emperor, and it is very likely that he is a mythical existence.
next moment.
Under the eyes of all warriors, a slender and tall figure slowly walked out of the inn.
boom! ! !
A fear that seemed to emanate from the depths of their lives permeated everyone's hearts in an instant. Many warriors knelt down on the ground with a plop, only feeling that the figure walking out of the inn was like a fairy,
not to look directly at,
Unpredictable.
"Respect, Your Majesty."
Only Xuan Ku opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
At this moment, the slender and tall figure walking out of the inn is indeed the Venerable who left Shaolin Temple more than 20 years ago.
"Let's go together."
"It's not convenient to talk here."
Su Qin glanced at Xuan Ku, turned and left.
"yes."
Xuan Ku followed immediately.
The evil emperor hesitated for a moment, he really didn't have the courage to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, so he could only follow behind Xuan Ku.
Until Su Qin and the others left completely.
Many warriors on the field barely recovered. The moment they saw the slender figure walking out of the inn just now, they felt as if they were staring at a big sun, and even their eyes began to sting, not to mention the fear that filled their hearts.
"Myth, this is a martial arts myth." A warrior trembled with excitement, his face full of excitement.
When the rest of the warriors heard this, their heartbeats suddenly accelerated.
To be able to make the evil emperor so respectful, call him 'Master', and just stand there, make all the warriors on the field kneel on the ground, unable to look directly, I am afraid that only the rumored martial arts myth can do it.
"I don't know who it is? The myth in Chang'an City? Or the Venerable in Shaolin Temple?"
As time passed, warriors gradually recovered and joined the discussion.
For these warriors, not to mention martial arts myths, even the upper three realms are out of reach. To witness the existence of a mythical level at this moment is enough to brag about for a lifetime.
"Didn't the venerable from Shaolin Temple cross the sea long ago? Should it be the myth of Chang'an City?" A warrior expressed his opinion.
"No, if it's the Myth in Chang'an City, there's no need to save the Xuanku Sage Monk."
The second warrior questioned.
At this moment, some warriors have already realized that the reason why the evil emperor took action against the four great masters of the evil way is probably to save Xuanku.
And the myth in Chang'an City has nothing to do with Xuan Ku, only the Venerable in Shaolin Temple would do this.
"Whether it's the myth of Chang'an City or the venerable Shaolin Temple, the birth of the Temple of War God is a good show."
As soon as this word came out.
The eyes of many warriors brightened.
really.
Now that the Temple of the God of War is about to be born, at this time, a mythical existence came here, probably for the Temple of the God of War.
And just as the warriors kept discussing.
Su Qin has brought Xuan Ku and others to an ancient tree.
"The disciple has met the venerable." Xuan Ku bowed to Su Qin, extremely excited. If it wasn't for Su Qin to complete the Buddha's heart for him and guide him on the path of practice, he might still be reciting Buddhist scriptures in Shaolin Temple at this moment, how could he have such an achievement.
"Get up."
Su Qin waved his hand.
Then Su Qin asked some more about what happened in Shaolin Temple in these years, and Xuan Ku answered truthfully one by one.
For more than 20 years, Shaolin Temple has relied on the heritage left by Su Qin, and then revived with the help of the tide of vitality, and has added a few first-rank masters, and even Abbot Huiwen has faintly touched the level of transformation.
as for other things
The Shaolin Temple is still the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, time passed slowly, except for some more masters, there is almost no difference from twenty years ago.
It is worth mentioning that Shaolin Temple has begun to recruit disciples of the 'Ming' generation.
The disciples of the 'Ming' generation are the generation behind the disciples of the 'Xuan' generation. Su Qin, as a disciple of the 'Zhen' generation, is already among the masters.
"What do you know about the Temple of War?"
Su Qin glanced at the top of Kunlun Mountain and asked casually.
"The Temple of War God?"
Xuan Ku shook his head, and said truthfully, "My lord, the reason I came to Kunlun Mountain this time is not for the Temple of War God."
The birth of the Temple of War God will surely shock the whole world. By then, many hidden old monsters will show up. If they want to enter the Temple of War God and get a great opportunity in the temple, only the top first-rank masters who have transformed at least once can hope.
Although Xuan Ku has unlimited potential, he is still too young after all. Even if his talent is terrifying, compared with those old monsters who have lived for more than 170 or 80 years, or even more than 190 years, and are close to the limit of their lifespan, they are still inferior. Some accumulation is missing.
"grown ups."
"I know a little about the Temple of War."
At this time, the evil emperor standing respectfully beside him said cautiously.
"Tell me." Su Qin looked at the evil emperor and said lightly. In any case, the Temple of War God has been inherited from the last era of Yuan Qi tide, so it should not be underestimated.
Although Su Qin is very confident in himself, he will not be too arrogant. He still wants to know more about the Temple of War.
"grown ups."
"as far as I know."
"It's not that there are no living creatures in the Temple of War God."
The evil emperor hesitated for a while, then said quickly.
"oh?"
"continue!"
Su Qin's expression remained unchanged.
"You mean, there are living creatures in the Temple of God of War?" Xuan Ku next to him was shocked and couldn't believe it.
The Temple of War God is only opened once every thousand years or more. In such a long time span, even martial arts myths or Venerable Arhats have long since died of old age. How could there be living things
"Thousands of years ago, a certain patriarch of my evil way entered the Temple of War God and came out alive, leaving a record that there is a creature named Demon Dragon in Yan Ming Temple of War God."
The evil emperor felt Su Qin's gaze, and immediately told everything he knew obediently without hesitation.
"Dragon?"
Xuan Ku's pupils shrank.
Since ancient times, the dragon has always been a creature in myths and legends, flying clouds and raining, symbolizing strength. As for the dragon in the Temple of War, since the word "Dragon" is painted on it, it is obviously far beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors.
"good."
The evil emperor nodded solemnly: "In the Temple of the God of War, there is a magic dragon guarding it. If you want to get a real chance in the Temple of the God of War, you must get the approval of the magic dragon."
When the evil emperor said this, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face: "According to the records of my evil patriarch, the magic dragon in the Temple of War is extremely terrifying, and I am afraid it has surpassed ordinary martial arts myths."
When the evil emperor said this, he carefully peeked at Su Qin.
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(end of this chapter)