"You want to say demon clan?" Lu Wushen frowned softly.
The head of the Lu family nodded heavily, but there was one thing he couldn't figure out.
Aren't the demons helping Han Sanqian? Why did they suddenly and quietly besiege him?
"I heard that most of these people are monks, but who are they?"
According to the description obtained from the intelligence disciples, this group of people is led by various monks, and their disciples wear bamboo hats on their heads and have no respectable appearance.
This is very appropriate for ordinary monks, but the problem is that where these monks go is almost like a purgatory on earth. The men are okay, but almost all the younger women are humiliated and die of exhaustion.
Yes, even no different from a mummy.
"Ten thousand years ago, there was a temple called Motuo Temple. It was rumored that there was a demon king suppressing the world in the temple. I don't know who asked this group of monks to build a temple and chant sutras on it to suppress the demon king."
"But I don't know what happened on the way. I heard that the monks in the temple suddenly went crazy one day and killed everyone on sight. Hundreds of monks in the temple killed each other at once, and blood flowed into the temple. The once glorious Motuo Temple
, and also moved towards a desolate and deserted situation." Lu Wushen murmured.
"But father, Moduo Temple was submerged in the earth in a desert storm thousands of years ago. Don't you think that these monks are the possessed monks of Moduo Temple?" The Lu family
The head of the house was slightly startled.
If such a novel idea did not come from his father, he would never consider it.
"This is the only reasonable explanation." Lu Wushen said.
"Only the monks of Motuo Temple are the ones who have truly cultivated the golden righteous path of Buddhism. Only they can meet the characteristics of demons, but they are not demons."
As soon as these words came out, almost everyone was speechless.
Motuo Temple seems to really fit the description in the intelligence book brought back by the intelligence disciples from the top of the Blue Mountain.
Did an abandoned temple that had been buried underground for thousands of years reappear in a short period of time?
"But, what are these people looking for Han Sanqian for? If it is really them, they have been sleeping underground for thousands of years, and they should have no grudges with Han Sanqian." Lu Ruoxuan asked with a frown.
In fact, this is also the reason why Lu Wushen has never been sure.
An earthling who has just come to Bafang World, and a Mortuo man who has been sleeping for thousands of years. The two sides are completely unrelated to each other. Not to mention hatred, there is probably not even the slightest connection between them.
"Grandpa, how about I send someone to check the old site of Motuo Temple?" Lu Ruoxuan said.
Lu Wushen nodded.
"What should we do now with Han Sanqian? Should we rescue him?" Lu Ruoxin asked.
"No!" Lu Wushen waved his hand, hesitated for a moment, and said: "We still don't know what these people want to do with Han Sanqian. If we attack rashly, we will only be in the dark while we are in the light. We will be extremely passive."
."
"Right now, the Eternal Sea Territory and Yaoshen Pavilion are already eyeing us, so we must not make any mistakes."
"Besides, Han Sanqian's name has already gained prestige in the Bafang world, but these people dare to challenge Han Sanqian directly. I think they are not simple."
Lu Wushen's extremely worried words made everyone present nodded obediently.
Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, they prefer to travel to the tiger mountains. This group of people is by no means simple.
"Xin'er, how are you refining the Shackles of God?" Lu Wushen suddenly asked.
"The evil spirit is too deep, Xin'er is working hard."
"The Shackles of God are the most effective artifact to restrain the blood of the dragon in Han Sanqian's body. This will be of great help to us in controlling Han Sanqian in the future. You must do it as soon as possible," Lu Wushen said.
"yes!"
"Also, are you sure the bargaining chip you have to threaten Han Sanqian is effective?"
"Sure. But, grandpa, don't you want to know what the bargaining chip in my hand is?" Seeing Lu Wushen ask himself, and after getting a positive answer, he said nothing else, even Lu Ruoxin couldn't help but said strangely.
Lu Wushen smiled slightly: "I can rest assured that my granddaughter is doing things, so why should I ask more questions? Since you are sure that you have something to do with Han Sanqian, then although it is inconvenient for us to intervene now, we cannot sit idly by and watch.
Reason, after all, he is our pawn."
Lu Ruoxin nodded, feeling a little relieved.
"Grandpa, can I recruit a group of experts from Blue Mountain Pavilion to go with me, observe in secret, and help when necessary?"
"No, the masters of Lanshan Pavilion have always only worked for the clan leader. Although Ruoxin, you are the daughter of the Lu family, you are absolutely not qualified to mobilize people there." A senior executive immediately stopped him.
"That's right. I have clan rules at the top of Blue Mountain. How can I break them at will?"
"We are firmly opposed to this matter."
"Xin'er, you are getting more and more presumptuous."
For this group of executives, the dispatch of the masters of Lanshan Pavilion means a lot. In addition, Lu Ruoxin made them dissatisfied just now, and now they are all standing up to oppose it.
"For Han Sanqian, we wouldn't say anything normally, but to break the rules of my clan at the top of the Blue Mountain like this is a joke. Why is he Han Sanqian?"
