"Oh, I should have thought of it earlier. Our Shifang Jungle wants to dominate the Buddhist heritage of the entire Dragon Vein Continent. Except for the Shi Fang Jungle, the Dragon Vein Continent does not allow any temples to exist, nor does it allow any Buddhist forces to exist.
inheritance, they are really overbearing."
Next to him was a giant man who looked like an iron tower, had dark skin, and was seven or eight meters tall. His voice was as loud as a bell.
He laughed and said: "The stronger your sect is, the more unscrupulous you can be, Master. Isn't this exactly what you want?"
"Yes, that's what I hope. A person's life is to be arrogant and do whatever he wants. Otherwise, what's the point of living forever?"
The monk in white said with a smile: "But if you want to be arrogant, you also need to survive. When you are not strong enough, your master's sect is very important."
"The Shifang Jungle is one of the eight major forces in the Dragon Vein Continent. It is the first lineage of Buddhism. There are so many powerful people in it. The reason why I worshiped in it is to avoid being angry."
"Even if I cause some trouble and offend someone I can't afford to offend, when people hear that I'm from the Shifang Jungle, they will probably give me some mercy. This is the capital of arrogance!"
He said shameless words, but his face looked extremely confident.
Everyone laughed and praised: "The master is brilliant."
"But," the white-robed monk continued, "it's not enough to have a strong backer, you also have to be strong yourself."
"I entered the Shifang Jungle just to obtain their inheritance, just to reach the supreme peak!"
The monk in white said domineeringly.
"But it's a pity." After thinking for a moment, he sighed and said, "The Shifang Jungle is really too powerful and the level is too high."
"I worked hard to please Master, and finally I was able to be listed on the door wall. However, with the strength of my Nine-Star Martial King, I can only be the lowest third-class novice monk in white!"
"It's like the palm print with a radius of a hundred miles. If I'm right, it should be caused by practicing one of the 136 unique skills of Shifang Jungle, the 'Buddha Shattering Mountain Power' to the extreme.
as a result of."
He sighed and said: "When will I be able to practice such a stunt?"
"Now, I am not even qualified to enter the ancient Buddha's Sutra Cave."
It turned out that this person turned out to be from Shifang Jungle, and he was the lowest and weakest among all the monks in Shifang Jungle, an ordinary third-class novice monk in white.
You must know that a person like him in Shifang Jungle is only qualified to clean the courtyard and serve tea and water to the eminent monks.
But even such a lowly Shifang Jungle flute has such a powerful ability that three masters of the Eight-Star Martial King are willing to work for it and be driven by him.
This is the power of the Shifang Jungle. If anyone comes out of it and is placed in the Tianyuan Dynasty, he will be a top master!
Seeing that he seemed to be in a low mood, the cold and charming woman said: "There are good and bad things in the jungle of ten directions, but it is always much better."
The other two people naturally nodded.
The cold and beautiful woman quickly changed the subject and said with a smile: "This is the territory of the Tianyuan Dynasty. I heard that there is a mysterious Great Tianlong Temple in this desert. I originally wanted to invite you, Master, to take a look, but..."
The monk in white asked: "Destroyed?"
The cold and charming woman nodded and said, "That's right. Yesterday, I asked someone to inquire, and it turned out that the Great Tianlong Temple had disappeared for thousands of years. It must have been destroyed by the Shifang Jungle."
The monk in white clothes was chatting and laughing with them. Suddenly, his expression suddenly became serious and solemn. He immediately sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name. His expression was extremely solemn.
In an instant, it was as if he had transformed into an eminent monk.
His ears kept trembling, as if he was listening to something very attentively.
Seeing him like this, the three people didn't dare to disturb him at all, and they didn't dare to show off their anger around him.
After a long time, the monk in white finally revealed a smile, and the nervous look on his face disappeared.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the three of them. There was a trace of excitement on his face, and his voice even trembled a little: "I didn't expect that my luck is really good enough!"
The cold and charming woman quickly asked: "Master, has anything good happened?"
"Haha, it's really a good thing!"
The monk in white clothes smiled and said: "A very high-ranking powerful person in the sect sent a message asking me to kill someone."
"And after killing this person, it will be of great benefit to me. I can even be promoted to two levels in succession and become a first-class novice monk in orange!"
"I can even go into the ancient Buddha's Sutra Cave and choose a secret book!"
"Oh, there are such huge benefits?" All three of them gasped!
"Moreover, this mission is very simple. It is just to kill one person, and it is to kill a very weak and very weak person."
"I have obtained his information. This person's name is Chen Feng, and he is just a six-star Martial King. In front of me, he is like an ant, and I will crush him easily."
The monk in white rubbed his fingers and said with a smile, "Just like this."
"The opponent is weak and the rewards are generous. Originally, I would never be able to do this task. But unfortunately, Shifang Jungle is too far away from the Tianyuan Dynasty. It is impossible to send people temporarily."
"And it just so happens that I am in the Tianyuan Dynasty, so it falls on me, hahahaha!"
He let out a burst of proud laughter, and the three people were also overjoyed and said one after another: "Congratulations, master! Congratulations, master!"
Their faces showed pride: "It's easy to kill someone in the Tianyuan Dynasty. Isn't it simple? With your strength, Master, even if you want to go to the imperial capital of the Tianyuan Dynasty, killing someone is easy."
"In this remote country, what master can stop you, Master?"
They were all extremely arrogant and did not take the people of the Tianyuan Dynasty into their eyes at all.
"Let's go, it's time to kill!" The monk in white patted his clothes and stood up.
As if he could sense something, he headed straight in the direction of Chen Feng. The four of them seemed not to be fast, but in fact they had already appeared far away in an instant.
At this time, Chen Feng and Han Yu'er naturally had no idea about this.
Chen Feng is now heading towards the ancient city of Shenying. The purpose of his trip is for Uncle Dao.
Uncle Dao has suffered from such diseases since he was captured by the Colosseum in the Ancient City of Condor. Chen Feng went to the Colosseum this time to find a way to cure Uncle Dao's disease. Secondly, it was to seek justice for Uncle Dao.
