Long Xiaoshan stepped out and saw a person walking out from behind the main hall in front.
At this time, the man seemed to know that someone was here, and looked over. Their eyes met, and Long Xiaoshan whispered: "Unknown little master."
The person walking across from him was the nameless person who had disappeared in the fifth-level void storm.
Long Xiaoshan did not expect that not only would he be alive, but he would even reach the sixth floor, find the ruins of Qianmian Temple, and enter.
The unknown monk also looked at Long Xiaoshan with a slightly strange look and said: "It is indeed you. It seems that I have found the right person, haha."
When Long Xiaoshan listened to the unknown monk's laughter, he always felt that there was something strange. At this time, the unknown monk seemed to look at him differently than before.
He said: "What do you mean?"
The unknown monk smiled and said: "I didn't have much hope at first, but Weng Mengyun mentioned you, which made me a little interested. The Immortal Demon Lord rose from the bottom, and in a short period of time, he surpassed the achievements of the Seven Killing Demon Lord and became
I am the first person in the Zhongtian Territory, and perhaps only a person with incredible luck like you can help me find the ruins of Qianmian Temple. Look, the result did not disappoint me. You actually found the ruins, and
Opened it."
Long Xiaoshan squinted his eyes. The unknown monk's words gave him a feeling that something was wrong. He said in a low voice: "So, you have been planning to find the ruins of Qianmian Temple for a long time."
The nameless monk said: "Of course, the Wumian Temple has fallen for too long. I know from the memory of the true spirit of reincarnation that the Qianmian Temple was sealed by my deity. As long as the ruins are found and the Qianmian Temple is opened, the Qianmian Temple can be restored.
The splendor of the temple, and I can also use the holy spring to reshape my soul and become immortal for thousands of years."
Long Xiaoshan was shocked: "I? Reincarnation? Who are you?"
The unknown monk chuckled and said: "Demon Lord, you are such a smart person, how can you still not guess it?
Long Xiaoshan felt cold in his heart.
He did guess that the Thousand Faces Temple was sealed by the original deity, which could only be the Thousand Faced Bodhisattva. The other person mentioned the true spirit memory of reincarnation, which proved that the other party was probably the reincarnation of the Thousand Faced Bodhisattva. The Thousand Faced Bodhisattva had countless clones in the past.
Although ancient records mention that all his clones and deities were destroyed at that time.
But who can guarantee that no fish will slip through the net?
The unknown monk narrowed his eyes, as if talking to himself, wanting to express the secrets that had been buried in his heart for too long: "Unfortunately, it was too long ago. In that battle, the Buddhists used the secret method of blood soul to track the clones, all the clones of my original deity.
All were found. Only this clone made preparations in advance and reincarnated nine times before the war, and barely escaped from the secret method of blood souls.
After that, in order to avoid pursuit, he kept reincarnating, reducing the connection between the soul and the soul, but because of this, he fell into the mystery of the womb, almost forgot his predecessor, and could not even remember the sealed place of Qianmian Temple. If this life
If I can no longer find the holy spring, rebuild my soul, and retrieve my fetal spirit, I'm afraid I will completely forget my origins and become a "new person."
Long Xiaoshan's mind was slightly shaken. A legendary figure like the Thousand Faced Bodhisattva should not be underestimated. He actually still left a back-up plan after endless years. The other party had been planning for a long time, but the thing the other party was looking for was different from him.
The things you want coincidentally overlap with each other.
The unknown monk suddenly changed his voice and said calmly: "The ruins have been opened. I came all the way just now and found that everything inside has disappeared. Was it taken away by you?"
Long Xiaoshan didn't speak. There was no point in denying it now. There were just the two of them here. If he said no, would the other party believe it?
The nameless monk's eyes fell on the treasure hall behind Long Xiaoshan. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Have you found the holy spring too?"
Long Xiaoshan still said nothing.
But the unknown monk seemed to have made up his mind. He said calmly: "Demon Lord, you can be considered a romantic figure. I don't want to be your enemy. Since you know my identity, you should know that everything here belongs to me. Hand it over."
I will let you leave the things here."
Long Xiaoshan raised his eyes and looked at the unknown monk calmly. He seemed to be joking. Why, just because he is the reincarnation of the Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva?
It's ridiculous. Even if a clone has been reincarnated for countless lives, how much of it is still the Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva?
What's more, even if the Thousand Faced Bodhisattva is reincarnated, endless years have passed. How can he still want to take everything he wants? Since he has gone through a lot of hard work and almost lost his life to find it, there is no way he can hand it over, let alone hand it over.
That holy spring was Xiaofu's only hope to rebuild her soul, so it was naturally impossible for him to hand it over.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan's indifferent expression, the unknown monk seemed to understand, and smiled faintly: "It seems that Lord Demon Lord is unwilling. Yes, with the treasure mountain in hand, who wants to return empty-handed, let alone a person like Demon Lord. It seems that
, it is destined that some people will not be able to get out of here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the nameless monk's eyes became enchanting, and his pupils seemed to turn into whirlpools, blooming with five colors of enchanting light.
boom!
Long Xiaoshan's soul seemed to be swallowed up by the five-color demonic light, and the whole person suddenly entered a psychedelic world.
What a terrifying spirituality.
The golden light of Long Xiaoshan's soul suddenly flourished, and the divine wheel was suspended in the air. Circles of light of the divine wheel bloomed out, resisting the terrifying five-color demon light. The divine light burst out, and the void emitted a twisting explosion, impacting out the layers.
The ripples seemed to blast away all the five colors of divine light.
"The devil has good tricks."
From all directions, the nameless monk's ghostly and ghostly voice came. Amidst the five-color divine light, a monster peacock flew out and made a loud and clear chirping sound. The peacock was extremely sacred, and its whole body was filled with Buddha light, just like the legendary Peacock King Ming.
A series of five-color divine feathers enveloped the endless void, like a sky dome, covering Longxiao Shan's Yuan Shen. Under the huge Peacock King, Long Xiaoshan's Yuan Shen became incomparably small.
The divine feather fell and turned into a terrifying five-color divine fire. The flames were transparent. As soon as it landed on the divine wheel of Longxiao Mountain, the heart-piercing fire pain hit. The divine wheel of Longxiao Mountain was ignited by the divine fire and fell into the sea of fire.
The Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva back then was the most powerful person in Buddhism.
Although this unknown monk is just her reincarnation and has been through countless years, he is still extremely terrifying.
Even Long Xiaoshan's spirit is hard to resist.
Long Xiaoshan let out a low roar, and his soul expanded rapidly, turning into a divine body with three heads and six arms. The divine body was extremely huge, chasing King Peacock Ming directly. He roared, holding magic weapons in his six arms, and slashed towards King Peacock Ming.
King Peacock Ming waved his claws and descended from the sky. With a roar, the divine weapons and claws collided. The void world exploded and an endless storm of souls swept across.
In the center of Peacock King's eyebrows, the shadow of the unknown monk loomed. He was a little surprised. Looking at Long Xiaoshan's huge divine body, he made a voice: "You actually cultivate the divine way and forge a divine body. How is it possible? Where do you come from such a huge belief in divine power.
