Just when Su Qin entered the Temple of War and dozens of great masters left the top of Kunlun Mountain, everything that happened in Kunlun Mountain spread to the whole world like a hurricane.
"Have you heard?"
"Seventy years ago, the evil emperor of the cholera world came out?"
"What is the evil emperor? Let me tell you, the Venerable Shaolin Temple also appeared in Kunlun Mountain."
"What? Didn't it mean that this venerable has left Shaolin Temple and crossed the sea? How could he appear in Kunlun Mountain?"
"Hey, how do you dare to speculate about the thoughts of the venerable?"
In a restaurant, many warriors kept talking. Nowadays, the recovery of the vitality tide is more and more obvious, and the cultivation environment is getting easier. Although no martial arts myth has been born so far, there are more warriors under the myth than decades ago.
Coupled with the fact that the Tang Kingdom now dominates the world, schools have been established to teach basic martial arts, and the number of low-level martial artists has begun to surge like mushrooms after rain.
Although it has not reached the level that everyone is a warrior, it is relatively common for three or four warriors to appear among ten ordinary people.
"The news you know is too backward."
"The venerable Shaolin Temple not only appeared in Kunlun Mountain, but also the magic dragon that tore apart the Temple of War God with both hands. His divine power is like a prison, and he is invincible in the world."
At this moment, a disciple in a brocade robe, who was obviously a martial arts master from an aristocratic family, spoke slowly, with a look of emotion on his face.
"The Temple of War God?"
"Dragon?"
Many warriors in the restaurant looked at each other, not knowing why.
The God of War Temple and the others know that during this period of time, there has been a lot of rumors in the world, and even many juniors who are new to martial arts are preparing to leave and go to Kunlun Mountain, wanting to witness the birth of the God of War Temple with their own eyes.
but the dragon
There is a magic dragon guarding the Temple of War God, which is considered top secret. Ordinary warriors, even if they are in the third realm, cannot know about it if they have no connections.
Only a small number of warriors' faces changed slightly, and their eyes flashed with disbelief.
"What is the magic dragon?" A moment later, a warrior couldn't help asking the man in the brocade robe.
"Dragon?"
The man in the brocade robe shook his head: "No one knows the origin of the magic dragon, but only knows that eight thousand years ago, when the Temple of War God was first born, the magic dragon was already inside. Some seniors speculate that the magic dragon may be related to myths and legends. There is some kind of connection between the mythical beast and real dragon in the book.”
As soon as this word came out.
All the warriors in the restaurant were shocked.
They don't understand whether a real dragon is not a real dragon, but just according to what the man in the brocade robe said, the magic dragon has lived from 8,000 years ago to the present, which is shocking enough. Eight thousand years, a full eight thousand years! Not to mention that the magic dragon is related to the beast, even if it is a pig, if it has lived for eight thousand years, it is enough to become a saint, right
"Then the strength of this dragon."
A warrior asked cautiously.
"It has surpassed ordinary martial arts myths." The man in brocade robe said earnestly: "The ancients guessed thousands of years ago that ordinary martial arts myths may not even be able to escape in front of that dragon. That demon dragon hardly bothered to move, I'm afraid no one would dare to enter the Temple of War God."
"Since the magic dragon is so powerful, how could it be possible to fall?" Some warriors questioned: "Could it be just a misrepresentation that the Venerable Shaolin Temple did not actually kill the magic dragon?"
"Yeah yeah."
Many warriors nodded and agreed.
The brocade-robed man has completely deified the magic dragon, almost comparable to an immortal god. The sage in Shaolin Temple is indeed powerful, but he is only comparable to the myth of Wulin. How can he kill the magic dragon
"misinformation?"
A hint of sarcasm flashed across the face of the brocade robed man: "This is the news that my ancestor of the Shenxingmen personally brought back."
"My ancestor of Shenxingmen is the top first-rank grand master in the world. This time I went to Kunlun Mountain with a few friends and experienced this. How can it be fake?"
The brocade robed man looked proud.
When the other warriors heard this, their expressions changed slightly, and their gazes at the man in the brocade robe became more respectful.
They didn't realize that the man in brocade robe was actually a disciple of Shenxingmen.
Shenxingmen is a major school of martial arts in the world that has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are many masters. Some time ago, the ancestor came out of the customs, and even stepped into the pinnacle, which shocked the world.
Since the brocade-paoed man moved out of his ancestor, the matter is probably true in all likelihood.
"I never said that the magic dragon is not strong. For us, even if it is the ancestor of my God's Walking Sect, the magic dragon is indeed no different from the real fairy god."
"But the magic dragon is strong, and the Venerable from Shaolin Temple is even stronger!"
The man in the brocade robe said this, but he didn't continue talking. In his capacity, he was able to explain so much because he was terrified when he heard the news, so he said it to soothe his emotions.
And following the words of the brocade-robed man.
In the entire restaurant, all warriors were silent, especially the last words of the man in the brocade robe.
The magic dragon is strong, and the Venerable from Shaolin Temple is even stronger.
It made many warriors feel inexplicably shocked, as if they were listening to a heavenly scripture.
After a long time, a martial artist said with emotion: "Since the Venerable Shaolin Temple can kill even the dragon, isn't he invincible in the world?"
This remark immediately aroused the empathy of most warriors, but some warriors retorted: "The venerable of Shaolin Temple is certainly powerful, but the mythical one in Chang'an City is not weak. It is too early to say that he is invincible."
"That's right, I also think that Myth in Chang'an City is even better."
"I still think the venerable from Shaolin Temple is stronger. He can even kill a dragon. Can that myth from Chang'an City do it?"
"You have never seen the myth of Chang'an City make a move, how do you know you can't do it?"
Immediately, in the restaurant, many warriors began to argue, whether it was the Shaolin Temple master or the myth of Chang'an City that was stronger.
Although the Myth in Chang'an City didn't have the record of slaying the dragon, there were more than one martial arts Myth who fell in his hands. Although he didn't fight against the Shaolin Temple Venerable, many warriors still felt that the Myth in Chang'an City was stronger.
Shaolin Temple.
Blue Lantern Ancient Buddha.
The bronze bell rang.
Abbot Huiwen gathered with all the heads of the Bodhidharma Academy, looking excited.
"The venerable actually appeared?"
The head of the Wu Monk Academy was still fiery, and he spoke first, with a joyful look on his face.
"good."
Abbot Huiwen also wept with joy. Su Qin is not only the venerable of Shaolin Temple, but also the patron saint of Shaolin Temple. Su Qin's appearance in Kunlun Mountain is tantamount to proclaiming to the world that the strongest heritage of Shaolin Temple is still there.
"Let's go to Kunlun Mountain and pay respects to the venerable." The head of the monk academy suddenly thought of something, and immediately got up and said.
"etc."
Abbot Huiwen stopped him, shook his head, and said, "Your Majesty must have his own plans in Kunlun Mountains. If we go there, we will only disturb His Majesty. At that time, His Majesty will blame him, who can bear it?"
"Right."
The rest of the heads nodded slightly.
Su Qin naturally didn't know that the outside world was shocked by his act of killing the dragon in Kunlun Mountain.
At this moment, Su Qin walked unhurriedly in the Temple of War God, with dozens of jade stones floating in front of him.
"These jade stones are scattered throughout the Temple of War God, and they contain the tome of divine skills at the mythical level."
Su Qin glanced across the jade, thinking silently in his heart.
"Other than that, the biggest gain is the 'Primitive Spirit Pill' obtained by signing in at the Temple of War God."
Su Qin's mind merged into the system space, and he looked at a milky white medicine that looked like an illusion.
This Yunshen Pill does not seem to be a real thing, but is completely composed of spiritual thoughts, which is extremely miraculous.
"Yuan Shen Pill."
Su Qin sighed softly, his eyes brightened.
According to the information left by Donghai Zhenjun on Yingzhou Island, myth warriors want to sublimate to the utmost and step into the land fairyland. In addition to condensing the miniature domain, they need to transform their spiritual thoughts into primordial spirits.
However, it is extremely dangerous for the divine sense to transform into the primordial spirit. If you are not careful, the divine sense will be damaged. question.
The Primordial Spirit Pill, on the other hand, can speed up or even skip this process.
"I didn't expect to sign up for Yuanshen Pill!"
Su Qin looked delighted and extremely satisfied.
Such as the Yuanshen Pill, even if it is overseas, it has long been lost. Even the Shangzong Dajiao Yaoshenzong, who specializes in refining pills, only preserves the remnants of the Yuanshen Pill, and it is still far from the actual refining. One hundred and eight thousand miles.
"However, according to True Monarch Donghai's intention, the mythical warriors should accumulate as much soul as possible before stepping into the land gods. In this way, when they actually step into the land gods, the benefits they will get will be greater."
Su Qin's mind merged into the system space, feeling the aura emanating from Yuanshen Pill, and thinking about it.
A primordial spirit pill can indeed help Su Qin transform his spiritual thoughts into a primordial spirit in a short period of time, but if he wants to breed a truly powerful primordial spirit, only one primordial spirit pill is obviously far from enough.
"There's no rush now."
"Anyway, it's the first day. With the 'Tao Yun' accumulated over tens of thousands of years in the Temple of War God, it won't be a problem to sign in thousands or tens of thousands of times, at least hundreds of times."
"Maybe I can sign some Primordial Spirit Pills in the future."
Su Qin nodded slightly, and walked slowly forward.
"This place should be the place where the dragon sleeps?" Su Qin suddenly stopped and looked towards a valley ahead. In this valley, there is faint remnants of the dragon's aura.
"The back should be the depths of the Temple of War God, and the real secret of the Temple of War God may be hidden in it."
Su Qin looked leisurely, along the valley, and looked into the distance.
From Su Qin's entry into the Temple of War God to now, he has been wandering around the periphery, as has been the case with warriors who have entered the Temple of War God throughout the ages. But after this valley, it is the depths of the Temple of War God.
"There is no vitality of any living beings?"
Su Qin opened the Eye of Reality, and then performed the Heavenly Man Wangqi Technique, but found that the depths of the Temple of War God were in a haze.
However, although Su Qin couldn't figure out what was in the depths of the God of War Temple, he was sure that there was absolutely no living thing inside, otherwise it would be impossible to escape the insight of the real eye.
"I want to see what secrets are in the Temple of War God."
Su Qin pondered for a moment, took a step, and strode towards the depths of the God of War Temple.
(end of this chapter)