"If you have any means, use it."

Ever since the Yujing Tower Competition, Yujing Tower has been calculating the power of these holy places.

In order to find suitable allies, Lin Chen must ultimately test the strongest power of these holy places.

The pressure they can face represents Lin Chen's view of them.

Whether it can withstand the intensity of conquering the world is determined by the strong ones in these holy lands.

And the Holy Land naturally does not lack wisdom. They cannot guess the truth, but they can guess the result.

The appearance of the evil ghost monk here confirmed their thoughts. That Mingzun wanted to know a result.

In the bright main hall, the evil ghost master remained silent for a moment, then slightly cupped his hands towards Venerable Wuqing, "Offended."

After saying that, his hands overlapped with their palms upward, and a black devil fruit appeared on them.

The fruit of tranquility was in the palm of my hand, and then it seemed to be inspired by some force, and traces of white mist rose up, condensing into the appearance of an evil ghost.

At the moment when the evil spirits were completely condensed, a shrill howl resounded throughout the entire Wuqing Holy Land.

Finally, the evil ghost turned into a pale finger and pointed at the Lord Wuqing.

Enveloped by boundless chill, the deity's face finally changed. A dragon-headed crutch appeared in his hand, and the palm he held turned white from the tight grip.

There were layers of struggle flickering in her eyes, but she still hadn't made a decision.

"Hey." A sigh sounded from the depths of the Holy Land, and two black and white eyes appeared in the main hall.

The main hall fell into darkness, bright and dim, and then flooded the entire secret realm of the Holy Land.

The void is covered with layers of frost, and pale frost spreads along the traces of the void.

In just a few breaths, everything in Wuqing Holy Land was frozen, and the formations trembled, but to no avail.

At this moment, no matter how exquisite and vast the Holy Land is, it is all shrouded in endless glaciers.

In the ice world, countless monks looked in front of them in shock. They still remembered that one moment before they blinked, their holy land was like spring all year round, and the next moment it was the twelfth lunar month of winter.

The strange thing is that they were not affected at all. The boundless glacier did not let them feel the slightest cold. Even those extremely fragile spiritual plants were safe and sound under the ice.

Outside the holy land, visions flickered, heavy snow covered thousands of miles, and the sky and the earth were covered in snow in an instant.

The frozen secret realm has affected the world outside the Holy Land.

Fortunately, this vision did not last too long.

Darkness flickered for a moment, and then the sky and the earth turned white.

The ice is breaking, the heavy snow is gradually stopping, and the four seasons are full of spring.

Within the Holy Land of Mist Clearing, it has returned to its original appearance, as if everything before was an illusion.

However, not many people can forget that ‘illusion’.

In the main hall, the black and white eyes disappeared, and an old man appeared in the main hall.

The man with black hair and wrinkled face is indeed in high spirits, and his eyes are as bright as any newborn baby.

Time has left traces on his face, but it seems that it has not completely flowed away.

Sure enough, these holy places with a long history are all old... The evil ghost almighty was surprised and couldn't help but think of what the original poster said, but before he could finish thinking about it, a voice sounded in the main hall.

"As expected, you still don't believe me." On the face full of wrinkles, the evil ghost could hear the infinite expression in Venerable Xuewu's tone...

Wronged?

The old man turned his head, his eyes as gentle as water, as if melting the glaciers of the four seasons just like before.

"I just don't want you to get hurt in any way."

At this moment, even the other two deities in the main hall couldn't bear to look directly at him.

As for those powerful people, they have already lowered their heads.

After a long time...

The old man turned his head and looked at the evil ghost.

"My name is Qing Nian, but what else do you want to say?"

Upon hearing this, the evil ghost power bowed respectfully and said, "I have seen Venerable Qing Nian." Then he spoke again.

"The original poster has said that on a suitable day in the future, I will personally visit and apologize to the Holy Land."

"I don't dare to ask Ming Zun to apologize." Venerable Qing Nian had a smile on his face, but his words did not have any meaning beyond the literal meaning.

Not to mention his Holy Land, how many people in the Imperial Realm can have such confidence?

"Junior, I just sent a message. Now that it's over, it's time to go back and resume your life." The evil ghost did not dare to accept these words.

"Come to my door from afar. We are a group of distinguished guests. How can we be indifferent?" Venerable Qing Nian said in a pleading voice, and then waved his palm gently.

On one side, a powerful man held a jade plate with a storage ring on it.

The evil ghost can naturally refuse to keep it, but the storage ring cannot be refused.

Before coming here, the host said that the reward for this trip was uncertain, because it was not his intention, but he finally understood.

Before leaving, Almighty still left a message.

"The host doesn't know what will happen before we arrive. If you can trust me, senior, you can make preparations in advance."

As for what to prepare, of course it depends on how others do it. You can learn how to do it yourself by watching.

"Thank you." Venerable Qing Nian hesitated for only a moment and nodded.

…

In the main hall, everyone started talking about it until the people in Yujing Tower had left.

"Master, how many holy places can block that finger?" The gods on both sides of the head couldn't help but ask.

As a god, both of them are his disciples. It is precisely because of this that from the beginning to the end, they have never made any oversteps.

That old woman was also their mistress.

"Not even half of it." Venerable Qing Nian said calmly and slowly stretched out his right palm.

"Half? Could this be..." Venerable Xuewu hesitated a little. She could feel the power of that finger before, but...

"This is not a boast." Venerable Qing Nian said, looking at his palms solemnly.

There was a trace of crack, and then a large crack appeared on the palm and spread to the arm.

The next moment, the arm was broken, and strangely, no blood flowed out.

Like an ice sculpture shattering, the broken ice on the ground shocked everyone's eyes.

Everything in Venerable Xuewu's eyes dissipated and turned into worry.

"Master!" The two gods also spoke in horror.

"It's okay," the severed limb regenerated. Venerable Qing Nian raised his hand and waved it, but his breath was a little choppy.

"The stronger this finger is, the more it shows that we really can't refuse it when the time comes." Venerable Qing Nian looked at everyone and said.

"That……"

"Disciple, let's make arrangements now." A powerful man saluted, knowing that what he said was what the powerful man from Yujing Tower said when he left.

"Keep it secret and try not to let other holy places know about it."

The heavy snow falling thousands of miles away from the Holy Land before was also caused by Venerable Qing Nian's intention.

"Disciple understands that no one will enter or leave the Holy Land during this period." A powerful man nodded and looked outside and inside the temple.

After explaining everything, Venerable Qing Nian put his hands behind his hands and looked into the distance.

I don’t know how many holy places can appreciate the majesty of that finger.

He didn't know how many there were, but he knew there would definitely be 'nothing' among them.
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