Chapter: 2401
This is amazing. The last few times this sense of danger appeared, one was when Ji Man was about to enter Longtan, and the other was when the First Immortal was about to enter Longtan.
Now, in this lower world, in this small temple compound, I also have this sense of danger?
I am very clear about what this means, that is to say, the Fa Cimen in front of me may hide enemies of the same level as the Immortal Emperor!
Not only has the strength of at least the immortal emperor level, but also is my enemy!
I swallowed silently, in the mortal world, as long as there is a semi-immortal state, it can be called invincible, but there is an existence with the strength of an immortal emperor, what is the concept? It's almost impossible...
Just when I was puzzled and surprised, the five leading monks said: "The five of us are the five hall masters of Facimen. Now, there are 200 monks in our Facimen, and each monk is a manifestation... ..."
Hearing his words, my eyes instantly showed panic!
Two hundred priests?
The disciples with the lowest strength in a sect are all saints!
This is great!
You know, when I was still in the hot summer, the Holy Realm could be the suzerain!
No wonder this Facimen dared to challenge the Esoteric School.
At this moment, I also heard what he meant by revealing the strength of the sect to me. He was telling me that after coming here, don't have any wrong thoughts. Any disciple here is enough for me to drink a pot.
And I cooperated very well, showing such a look of fear.
All the disciples of the sect are in the realm of manifesting sages, which is indeed scary, but if you really want to say it, they can't scare me, let alone manifesting sages, so what if you two hundred people are all half immortals? Not long ago, I dared to fight against a group of dragons and a group of heavenly soldiers...
"Understood! Don't worry, master, I will stay here honestly. If you have any orders, masters, just let me know."
I nodded and said.
"Well, I will tell the abbot about you later, and the abbot will come to see you later."
The head monk said.
I agreed, but I murmured in my heart that the five monks in front of me might not be able to see my truth, so I asked the leader of the Faci sect to probe me to see who I am.
And this time, I really want to meet the abbot of Facimen, who leads two hundred sages in this lower world, and hides an existence that makes me feel dangerous inside the gate. Who is it?
Then he led me into a room.
The environment of the room is refreshing. There is not only a small bed, but also a desk and wardrobe. It can be seen that although the Facimen are vicious and not like Buddhist forces, they still have some humanity.
Then, I waited patiently in this room.
While waiting, I pondered...
This sect is an enemy of the Tantric School, and Liu Ren is a friend of the Tantric School, so what happened to the Tantric School now? How did Fa Cimen suddenly find so many high-strength monks?
It's only been about two years since I entered the fairy court of the upper realm. How could there be such earth-shaking changes in the mortal world of the lower realm?
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to find the little monk as soon as possible, but I still suppressed the curiosity in my heart and planned to find out the details of this Faci sect first, and why they were looking for Liu Ren.
creak -
Just as I was contemplating, the door of this small room was slowly opened.
An old monk with a kind face appeared in front of me.
The old monk held a tin rod and looked at me quietly.
If there is no accident, this person is the abbot of Facimen!
He's looking at me right now, and I'm looking at him too...
But soon, I was surprised in my heart. I dare to say that I don't know him. In my memory, I have never seen this person in these years in the mortal world!
"Poor monk Wuming, may I ask where and who is this little friend from?"
The old monk reported his name and asked me in a slow but polite voice.
"The younger generation is from the south and is not from the Tibetan area. Our ancestors have a certain relationship with Tantra."
I replied.
"I heard that little friend doesn't have any strength, but has a nose that can only find people?"
Monk Wuming asked me aloud.
I nodded and said: "Yes, this method is called Xuantian Finding People Jue. According to what my father said, it was passed down to my ancestors by an old god. It can be used without cultivating internal strength, and without prior holy energy. It can be described as mysterious." Incomparable!"
I continued to make up a mess, using the name of a book of secrets from the upper realm to fool the old man in front of me.
Although I don't have strong soul power, I can be sure at this moment that although the monk Wuming in front of me is not weak, he is not someone who makes me feel dangerous.
I reckon that although he is called the abbot and is the leader of this Faci sect, there must be a more powerful existence behind this Faci sect!
"Really? I don't know if I am at the peak of the Holy Spirit, maybe I can learn this Xuantian Finding Man?"
Monk Wuming's voice suddenly changed, and his body, like a phantom, flashed in front of me immediately, and he asked aloud.
And after the words were finished, the monk Wuming gave birth to a thousand innate holy energy, and the most powerful force in the world surrounded me, squeezing the air in this room.
At this moment, I narrowed my eyes slightly...
The pinnacle of holiness?
With a long-standing name, this monk Wuming is actually the pinnacle of holiness, and he actually has a thousand ways of ancestral energy?
Yanxia is not an ancient place in all directions, let alone ten thousand years ago. It is difficult to find a ray of sacred energy here, and it is indeed extremely difficult to have the strength of the peak of the holy.
When I left Yanxia back then, the little monk was only a manifestation of the upper realm of holiness, controlling five hundred ancestral qi mechanisms.
No wonder he was able to fight against the Tantric sect. Not only did he have two hundred disciples at the Holy Realm, but he also had an abbot who was at the peak of the Holy Spirit, which was enough to suppress the Tantric sect.
But right now, my eyes are still fixed on Wu Ming in front of me.
Is this old monk really the pinnacle of holiness?
He really only controls Qiandao Xiansheng Qi Machine?
No!
Its true strength is far from what it is showing at this moment. Relying on my years of experience and my naked eyes, the old monk in front of me is a half-immortal!
He is a true fairy!
In the words of the Buddhist world, this is a god and Buddha! JrNovels.com
Now, in this lower world, in this small temple compound, I also have this sense of danger?
I am very clear about what this means, that is to say, the Fa Cimen in front of me may hide enemies of the same level as the Immortal Emperor!
Not only has the strength of at least the immortal emperor level, but also is my enemy!
I swallowed silently, in the mortal world, as long as there is a semi-immortal state, it can be called invincible, but there is an existence with the strength of an immortal emperor, what is the concept? It's almost impossible...
Just when I was puzzled and surprised, the five leading monks said: "The five of us are the five hall masters of Facimen. Now, there are 200 monks in our Facimen, and each monk is a manifestation... ..."
Hearing his words, my eyes instantly showed panic!
Two hundred priests?
The disciples with the lowest strength in a sect are all saints!
This is great!
You know, when I was still in the hot summer, the Holy Realm could be the suzerain!
No wonder this Facimen dared to challenge the Esoteric School.
At this moment, I also heard what he meant by revealing the strength of the sect to me. He was telling me that after coming here, don't have any wrong thoughts. Any disciple here is enough for me to drink a pot.
And I cooperated very well, showing such a look of fear.
All the disciples of the sect are in the realm of manifesting sages, which is indeed scary, but if you really want to say it, they can't scare me, let alone manifesting sages, so what if you two hundred people are all half immortals? Not long ago, I dared to fight against a group of dragons and a group of heavenly soldiers...
"Understood! Don't worry, master, I will stay here honestly. If you have any orders, masters, just let me know."
I nodded and said.
"Well, I will tell the abbot about you later, and the abbot will come to see you later."
The head monk said.
I agreed, but I murmured in my heart that the five monks in front of me might not be able to see my truth, so I asked the leader of the Faci sect to probe me to see who I am.
And this time, I really want to meet the abbot of Facimen, who leads two hundred sages in this lower world, and hides an existence that makes me feel dangerous inside the gate. Who is it?
Then he led me into a room.
The environment of the room is refreshing. There is not only a small bed, but also a desk and wardrobe. It can be seen that although the Facimen are vicious and not like Buddhist forces, they still have some humanity.
Then, I waited patiently in this room.
While waiting, I pondered...
This sect is an enemy of the Tantric School, and Liu Ren is a friend of the Tantric School, so what happened to the Tantric School now? How did Fa Cimen suddenly find so many high-strength monks?
It's only been about two years since I entered the fairy court of the upper realm. How could there be such earth-shaking changes in the mortal world of the lower realm?
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to find the little monk as soon as possible, but I still suppressed the curiosity in my heart and planned to find out the details of this Faci sect first, and why they were looking for Liu Ren.
creak -
Just as I was contemplating, the door of this small room was slowly opened.
An old monk with a kind face appeared in front of me.
The old monk held a tin rod and looked at me quietly.
If there is no accident, this person is the abbot of Facimen!
He's looking at me right now, and I'm looking at him too...
But soon, I was surprised in my heart. I dare to say that I don't know him. In my memory, I have never seen this person in these years in the mortal world!
"Poor monk Wuming, may I ask where and who is this little friend from?"
The old monk reported his name and asked me in a slow but polite voice.
"The younger generation is from the south and is not from the Tibetan area. Our ancestors have a certain relationship with Tantra."
I replied.
"I heard that little friend doesn't have any strength, but has a nose that can only find people?"
Monk Wuming asked me aloud.
I nodded and said: "Yes, this method is called Xuantian Finding People Jue. According to what my father said, it was passed down to my ancestors by an old god. It can be used without cultivating internal strength, and without prior holy energy. It can be described as mysterious." Incomparable!"
I continued to make up a mess, using the name of a book of secrets from the upper realm to fool the old man in front of me.
Although I don't have strong soul power, I can be sure at this moment that although the monk Wuming in front of me is not weak, he is not someone who makes me feel dangerous.
I reckon that although he is called the abbot and is the leader of this Faci sect, there must be a more powerful existence behind this Faci sect!
"Really? I don't know if I am at the peak of the Holy Spirit, maybe I can learn this Xuantian Finding Man?"
Monk Wuming's voice suddenly changed, and his body, like a phantom, flashed in front of me immediately, and he asked aloud.
And after the words were finished, the monk Wuming gave birth to a thousand innate holy energy, and the most powerful force in the world surrounded me, squeezing the air in this room.
At this moment, I narrowed my eyes slightly...
The pinnacle of holiness?
With a long-standing name, this monk Wuming is actually the pinnacle of holiness, and he actually has a thousand ways of ancestral energy?
Yanxia is not an ancient place in all directions, let alone ten thousand years ago. It is difficult to find a ray of sacred energy here, and it is indeed extremely difficult to have the strength of the peak of the holy.
When I left Yanxia back then, the little monk was only a manifestation of the upper realm of holiness, controlling five hundred ancestral qi mechanisms.
No wonder he was able to fight against the Tantric sect. Not only did he have two hundred disciples at the Holy Realm, but he also had an abbot who was at the peak of the Holy Spirit, which was enough to suppress the Tantric sect.
But right now, my eyes are still fixed on Wu Ming in front of me.
Is this old monk really the pinnacle of holiness?
He really only controls Qiandao Xiansheng Qi Machine?
No!
Its true strength is far from what it is showing at this moment. Relying on my years of experience and my naked eyes, the old monk in front of me is a half-immortal!
He is a true fairy!
In the words of the Buddhist world, this is a god and Buddha! JrNovels.com
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