Four days passed quickly. When the Five Heroes of Yingshan gathered at the city gate as agreed, they looked at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou in surprise.
"You two young heroes, where are your hairs?" The hook-nosed boss blurted out the question when he saw that Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou didn't have a single hair on their heads.
After asking him, he regretted it. When talking about this question, the faces of the two young heroes became obviously ugly.
Meng Jingzhou's hair has not grown out after all. Optimists estimate that it will take a few more days.
In order to apologize and calm Meng Jingzhou's anger, Lu Yang had no choice but to shave his own hair.
In the past few days, the Immortal Fairy's mouth has not been closed, she has been happy.
The hook-nosed boss secretly speculated that the two young heroes were Buddhist disciples and had been wearing wigs before.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized that this was the truth. The two young heroes had never said anything about their backgrounds. It was probably because they came from Buddhism, and Buddhists did not want to show off.
Now we need to fight for the twins, which requires not only force, but also identity deterrence!
As for killing monsters and eating monsters, it is understandable. There are not many such meat-and-potatoes monks in Buddhism, but they do exist.
"Let's go." Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou said in a low voice, unwilling to explain too much.
Following the map guided by the Chamber of Commerce, the group soon arrived at the lake where the twins Bing Ti Lian were.
At this time, the lake was surrounded by people. Looking around, there were only a few people in the middle stage of foundation building. The largest number were in the late stage of foundation building, followed by the golden elixir stage.
The twin lotuses have a miraculous effect on forming elixirs and can attract a large number of monks who need to form elixirs.
When it reaches the golden elixir stage, its usefulness will be much smaller, otherwise the owner of the lake will not be able to protect the twin lotuses with just one fish.
In the middle of the lake, two lotus flowers are in bud, pink and tender, like twins. Everyone's eyes are focused on the lotus flowers.
"There is water everywhere here. It will be inconvenient to take action when the time comes." Someone in the late stage of foundation building frowned. He was not good at water fighting. If his opponent had someone who was good at water magic, it would be very disadvantageous.
"Pump the water."
As he spoke, he took out his storage ring and filled it with lake water.
When other people saw this, they thought it was a good method and followed suit to help.
The storage ring can only store dead objects, so it can be used to store only water and not lake creatures.
"He is the Holy Son of the White Tiger of the Four Symbols Sect! It is said that he has learned the art of killing. Although he is only in the middle stage of foundation building, he is still capable of fighting even if he faces the half-step golden elixir stage!" said the hook-nosed boss these days.
They have not been idle, they have been investigating who might come to fight for the twins and lotus.
The Holy Son of the White Tiger is one of them.
The Four Symbols Sect is a famous first-class sect, famous for its Four Symbols inheritance. It has had outstanding successors throughout the ages and has rarely declined.
The Central Continent habitually divides sects into different levels. Any sect that does not have a monk in the god transformation stage is at the bottom of the hierarchy.
Next is the third-grade sect, which has a monk who has reached the digital god stage.
A second-grade sect has one or several monks in the Void Refining stage.
A first-grade sect has one to several combined-stage monks.
A super-grade sect has a great master who has transcended the tribulation period.
Above the super level, there are the five great immortal sects.
The apparent standard for the five great immortal sects is to have a tribulation-transcending monk and a method comparable to that of a tribulation-transcending monk.
But how many trump cards actually there are is unknown.
"There is also that female cultivator, An Ke, the closed disciple of Qing Yue Sect. She is the strongest person in the foundation building period of Qing Yue Sect. Even the leader of Qing Yue Sect said that at the same level, she is not An Ke.
opponent."
It is rumored by people in the world that behind the Qingyue Sect is the Yuegui Immortal Palace, but no one has been able to confirm this.
"That's Duan Hongchen with the Tianwen Sword. He has killed the golden elixir stage monsters many times. People thought he had already formed an elixir. In fact, he was only half-formed. He has been looking for a suitable opportunity to form an elixir!"
The hook-nosed boss identified noteworthy people one by one. Some of these people came from various sects and aristocratic families and had amazing inheritances. Some of them were locals of Zhenyao Pass and gained fame through fighting.
In comparison, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou are much less famous. They have just arrived at Yaozhen Pass for a few days and have been living in the dense forest without interacting with others. Only a few people know them.
"Who are those two monks? Are they disciples of White Horse Temple? Or disciples of Futu Temple?"
Someone noticed that Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, the only two bald people in the audience, stood out among the crowd.
Holy Son White Tiger frowned: "I visited White Horse Temple and Buddha Temple with Master, but I have never seen these two people?"
"Wild monk? Or from some unknown temple?" As a member of the Four Symbols Sect, he always believed that sects below the first rank were unknown sects and not worthy of his attention.
An Ke's face was expressionless. She glanced at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou with her peripheral vision, and matched the masters in the foundation building stage in her memory. If she didn't match them, she didn't pay attention to them.
Tianwen Dao Duan Hongchen saw that Lu Yang and the two were only in the late stage of foundation building, so he ignored them. His opponents were only the golden elixir monks hidden in the crowd.
These golden elixir monks came to snatch the Bingti Lotus in order to form elixirs for their children and nephews. They would not work too hard. When encountering a life-and-death battle, these people would be the first to retreat.
When Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou heard others guessing which family of monks they belonged to, veins jumped on their foreheads. You are the monk, and your whole family is a monk!
"It's all your fault for forcing me to shave my head!" Lu Yang took the lead in attacking.
Meng Jingzhou had already planned for this: "Blame me? It's obviously your Arhat fist that's so crooked! Let me write a book one day and recommend you to enter the Hanging Temple!"
With Lu Yang's qualifications, it is possible that he is qualified to enter the Xuankong Temple, or that he is warmly welcomed by the Xuankong Temple.
After all, there is no one in the world who can match the magical talent of Senior Sister.
"Lu Yang, do you want to become a monk?" The Immortal Fairy was reluctant to leave.
"No, Taoism is my home, and I'm not going anywhere!" Lu Yang stated his position. He was a member of Taoism in life, and a ghost of Taoism in death.
"Look, the lotus is about to bloom!" someone shouted, attracting everyone's attention.
The lotus blossoms bloomed and emitted a refreshing fragrance, causing everyone to rush for it.
With a tiger roar, the Holy Son of the White Tiger took the lead. The word "king" slowly appeared on his forehead, white hair appeared on his cheeks, and his pupils stood up, like a tiger.
"Bingtilian is mine, no one can take it from me!" he roared, as fast as a gust of wind.
"You said it's yours, it's yours? Arhat Fist!" Meng Jingzhou took action and performed Arhat Fist. His face was compassionate and compassionate. He couldn't have done this kind of boxing without twenty years of experience as a monk.
The fist was so heavy that it smashed the Holy Son of the White Tiger to pieces and fell into the quagmire.
The Holy Son of White Tiger was a little confused. This was his first time to challenge a higher level and failed.
His battles have always been a cross-level challenge. He can easily defeat the late foundation building in the middle stage of foundation building, and he has never been defeated.
I didn't expect it to fail this time.
"It is indeed a monk!" An Ke confirmed his previous guess.
"You are the monk!" Meng Jingzhou said angrily.
"You're bald, you know Arhat Boxing, and you're still saying you're not a monk?"