Since entering the world to learn martial arts, Qin Yun has seen countless powerful people, from the lowest level of body-building warriors to the extremely powerful ancestors with magical powers. He has rich experience that many of his younger peers cannot match.
But Qin Yun has never seen a strong person who can give him such a big shock. The look at each other just now made Qin Yun feel that he was extremely weak and completely vulnerable. If the old monk in red robe was pregnant with
If you are hostile, you can definitely destroy his will easily!
The strange thing is that under such a terrifying spiritual gaze, the Qiankun Bu Yao Stone hidden in the sea of consciousness did not react at all, as if it was completely indifferent and did not care about its existence being discovered by the other party.
Unknowingly, Qin Yun was sweating profusely, and it took a long time before he straightened his back again.
The team of monks had already left. Just when Qin Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a young novice ran back and stood in front of Qin Yun carrying a bamboo basket full of flowers.
He was only seven or eight years old. He was wearing a gray monk's robe, with a smooth head, black eyes and skin so white and tender that it looked like water could be pinched out. He looked particularly cute, and he stared at Qin Yun unblinkingly.
Qin Yun smiled and said: "Little master, what can I do for you?"
The little novice monk snorted, wrinkled his nose and said, "My master asked me to give you something, but you must answer a question first. Only if you answer it correctly can I give it to you!"
The appearance of the red-robed old monk immediately appeared in front of Qin Yun's eyes. He took a deep breath and asked with some curiosity: "What's the problem?"
The little novice monk said: "Master asked you, where are you going?"
Qin Yun was stunned for a moment. This question seemed very strange, but he didn't think that the old monk in red robe was so boring that he was playing tricks on him. There must be a reason.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Yun replied: "I want to go to the north."
He came to Xiangshuiji to explore the Shacheng Demon Realm, which is located in the north.
"That's right!" The little novice monk chuckled, reached out and took out a small sandalwood box from the bamboo basket and handed it to Qin Yun: "Master gave this to you, you can open it after you go back and see if you can
A master asked me to tell you, if you are not dead when the flowers fall, then come to Baita Temple to find him!"
Were the flowers still alive when they fell? Qin Yun couldn't help but be stunned.
According to the current season, it will be almost a month after the flowers have fallen, which will be the end of the Saikai Martial Arts Festival.
What is the meaning of what the red-robed old monk asked the young novice to bring to him?
Qin Yun felt vaguely that it was not simple, but he couldn't think clearly. He took the sandalwood box and asked solemnly: "Little master, can you tell me the master's name?"
The little novice monk picked up the basket and ran away, throwing four words to Qin Yun from a distance: "I won't tell you!"
Qin Yun couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that what happened today was too strange. He also lost the intention of visiting Xiangshuiji and returned to the inn early.
Back in his room, Qin Yun couldn't wait to open the sandalwood box.
What is placed in the box is a jade ring, which is more than half an inch long and dull, with a light yellow color throughout. It seems to be ground from some kind of inferior jade material. It is sold on a street stall for ten cents.
The article may not even be important.
Qin Yun thought for a while and tried to put the ring finger on his finger. It fit perfectly on the ring finger of his right hand.
What's the purpose of this? Qin Yun was very curious, why did the old monk in red robe with unpredictable strength give him such a very inferior-looking ring? Does it have any special meaning?
Qin Yun thought for a while and tried to inject a little bit of Qi into his finger.
The real energy was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all when he pulled his finger. He tried it again and again several times, but it was still the same. Because he was worried that it would cause damage, he did not dare to use too much force and could not detect any abnormalities.
However, the quality of this wrench does not look high, it feels as light as nothing when worn on the hand, and there is no feeling of discomfort at all.
Snap! Snap!
While Qin Yun was continuing to explore the finger without giving up, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.
He was shocked, and immediately put away the sandalwood box on the table, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
"Little guy, it's me!" A familiar voice came from outside.
Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and opened the door: "Madam boss, why are you here?"
It was Mrs. Lin who came, but she didn't come in alone. She was also followed by the one-armed old Cheng.
She walked straight into Qin Yun's room unceremoniously, sat down at the table in the living room and poured herself a cup of tea. While drinking, she said: "You little guy really doesn't listen to advice.
Don't leave the inn, but you didn't listen, and ended up provoking Thunder Tiger? I got the news and rushed over too late, but I didn't expect that Lei Tiger had become much more courageous, and he dared to ignore the rules of Xiangshuiji."
Qin Yun couldn't help but laugh or cry as the aunt talked nonchalantly, because the tone of her words was that of an elder lecturing a younger one, with a hint of anger and indifference.
Actually speaking, Qin Yun and her have known each other for less than a year, which is probably due to the other person's personality.
The one-armed old Cheng stood at the door very cautiously and did not dare to walk in. Qin Yun quickly said: "Uncle Cheng, please come in and sit down too."
Old Cheng Nuonuo agreed. After coming in, he didn't dare to sit down at the table and stood aside with his hands tied.
Madam Lin frowned, patted the table and said, "Just sit down, am I scary?"
Lao Cheng was immediately startled, and did not dare to go against her words. He hesitantly sat opposite Mrs. Lin, with only half of his buttocks pressed against the chair.
Mrs. Lin glared at him angrily and said to Qin Yun: "I have brought him here now. He will stay in the inn these two days. You can leave at any time when the sandstorm subsides!"
Of course this is the best! Qin Yun nodded and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, boss lady."
He suddenly discovered something quite interesting. Although Mrs. Lin slapped the table and glared at Lao Cheng, there was a different kind of concern hidden under the domineering surface. That was definitely not the attitude of a normal landlady towards a clerk.
Maybe Mrs. Lin hid it well, but Qin Yun could see it clearly.
Mrs. Lin glared at Lao Cheng again and said angrily: "Forget it, forget it, you should go back to your room to rest first. I have something to talk to the little guy."
Lao Cheng suddenly felt as if he had received amnesty, and hurriedly said goodbye to Qin Yun and left.
After he left, Madam Lin asked Qin Yun in a deep voice: "Little guy, who are you?"
Qin Yun pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Yocheng Sword Sect, Qin Yun!"
"Yocheng Sword Sect?"
Qin Yun's answer was obviously completely beyond Mrs. Lin's expectations, and her surprise was clearly shown on her face: "How come you, a disciple of the Yaocheng Sword Sect, came to Xiangshui Ji? What is your purpose in coming here?
"
Although he asked in an aggressive tone, Qin Yun was not angry. He smiled lightly and said: "I am here to participate in the Xihai Martial Arts Tournament on behalf of the sect. I came to Xiangshui Ji because I wanted to see the Shacheng Demon Realm, and maybe I can break through the bottleneck."
"Xihai Martial Arts Association!" Mrs. Lin was still surprised: "In less than a month, you actually have time to come here to practice. Forget it, let's not mention it. Speaking of which, my boss and Beiming Sect also have
Relational.”
Qin Yun smiled and said: "You don't know the relationship between our Yaocheng Sword Sect and Beiming Sect, you are not afraid."
Mrs. Lin sneered and said: "In the north of the West Sea, all the forces that are not related to the Beiming Sect have been wiped out long ago. The person behind the Tiger Hall is also related to the Beiming Sect. Why don't we still fight to the death?"
"You are a disciple of Yaocheng Sword Sect, so you really don't need to be afraid of Thunder Tiger. However, if Master Tenzin hadn't passed by today, I'm afraid you would have suffered a loss. Thunder Tiger still has a few subordinates who are capable of fighting and dare to fight."
"Master Tenzin?" Qin Yun couldn't help but ask: "Who is he?"
Mrs. Lin solemnly said: "Master Tenzin is the abbot of the White Pagoda Temple. He is the only true disciple of Danchen Living Buddha. It doesn't matter if you offend anyone in the Xiangshui Collection. But if you offend Master Tenzin, there will definitely be countless people joining the association.
Stand up and be your enemy!"
Qin Yun remembered that when he first arrived at Xiangshuiji, the leader of the caravan once told him that the relics of Buddha Danchen Living Buddha were enshrined in the white pagoda as the symbol of Xiangshuiji!
Madam Lin's eyes showed reverence as she continued: "Master Tenzin, a compassionate and virtuous man, has saved countless lives. If he hadn't been in charge of the White Pagoda Temple for two hundred years and frightened all the forces in the Xiangshui Collection, I'm afraid that Xiangshui would
Ji would not have the prosperity and peace it has today!"
He has presided over the White Pagoda Temple for more than two hundred years! Qin Yun couldn't help but feel shocked. Only then did he realize that the origin of the old monk in red robe was far beyond his guess. He couldn't help but touch the jade ring on his ring finger.
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This thing is definitely not ordinary, but I don't know its function yet.
"Don't talk about Thunder Tiger, not even the Northern Ming Sect dares to provoke Master Tenzin." Mrs. Lin said proudly: "Thunder Tiger will definitely be scared to death this time. I guess he won't come out to trouble you in the next few days."
Qin Yun shook his head and smiled: "I'm not afraid of trouble."
Madam Lin looked at Qin Yun and said seriously: "Trouble, of course, the less the better, a group of outsiders came to Xiangshui Ji two days ago. They seemed to be looking for someone, and I heard that they were also in contact with the Shacheng Demon Realm.
related."
"This group is very powerful. The leader is mysterious and wearing a mask. Some people secretly visited them, but no one came back alive, and no one was able to find out their details!"
Qin Yun's heart suddenly jumped, and he immediately thought of Murong Qing and the Holy Sect warriors who were killed by him.
Instinct tells Qin Yun that this group of people is most likely experts from the Holy Sect, and the person they are looking for is himself who has obtained the formation map!
Taking a deep breath, Qin Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he asked in a deep voice: "Madam boss, do you know where they are staying?"
