The first thousand four hundred and forty-eight chapters dare to draw the sword
Buddha land in the western desert, Yuncang Mountain.
Cangsheng Temple.
The people in the temple have not yet dispersed.
But a mysterious light flashed.
Everyone looked at it.
"Senior Brother Minghai?"
Abbot Mingshan spoke in confusion.
Everyone looked at the old monk in gray robe who was returning, a little confused.
Isn't this too fast?
The cold sweat on the forehead of the old monk with the magic name Minghai had not yet dissipated. He faced the eyes of everyone and said with a solemn expression: "Wu Ming Jianxian from the Huangji Immortal Sect is back..." "What?
!”
As the words came to the ground, the entire Cangsheng Temple was silent.
The old monk from gray robe looked at the abbot Mingshan, who was his junior brother. He said slowly: "This person asked you to go there in person to talk about the matter between Cangsheng Temple and Huangji Immortal Sect..." Everyone heard this, and they all started to say it.
Discoloration.
All the people present were powerful beings from 90,000 years ago, and they all knew the power of Wu Ming Jianxian.
If you really let Abbot Mingshan go, you will not know the life and death of this trip! "I suggest you don't go."
The old monk with gray robe looked extremely solemn and stared at the abbot Master Mingshan.
Everyone's eyes were all about the old monk in gray robe.
The old monk from gray robe said in a narrow voice: "The reason why he told this person's request is because he put a ban on me. If I keep silent, then this sword and martial arts will definitely come to my Cangsheng Temple, and then
It was the disaster for my Cangsheng Temple.”
"The ban has been lifted now, and I will not let the abbot's junior brother go to the Huangji Immortal Sect."
"Wu Ming Jianxian's move is to insult me, Cangsheng Temple. If the abbot's junior brother goes there, he will definitely be targeted, and he may even be left in the Huangji Immortal Sect."
The old monk in gray robe told the interests of this.
Everyone looked at each other and saw the worries in each other's eyes.
"But if I don't go, I'm afraid I won't let my Cangsheng Temple go easily."
The old monk frowned and said like this.
The old monk in the gray robe kept silent.
This is also a problem he is worried about.
For a moment, there was silence in Cangsheng Temple.
After a while, Master Mingshan of the abbot said slowly: "There is also a plan, that is, I will go to Zhongxuan Mountain, but not by the means of the great sage, but walk, and declare to the Huangji Immortal Sect that it was me.
The Atonement Journey of Cangsheng Temple.”
"In this way... it can only solve the urgent problem, but it cannot completely solve this problem."
The old monk sighed.
The old monk in gray robe understood what Master Mingshan meant, frowned and said, "Does the abbot want to use this to delay time and wait for the strong men of my Cangsheng Temple to come down from the heavenly realm?"
Everyone looked at the abbot, Master Mingshan.
Master Mingshan nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I am just thinking this."
The old monk with long eyebrows sighed and said, "That's all right now."
"I just hope that the seniors of Cangsheng Temple can come down from the heavenly realm soon."
There should have been four great sages in Cangsheng Temple.
The four old monk Mingkong, as well as the old monk Minghai wearing gray robe, the abbot Mingshan and the old monk Changmei.
Among them, the old monk Minghai is the strongest, and the middle stage of the Heavenly Daoxian.
The old monk Mingkong was in the early stage of the wise man of heaven.
As for Mingshan and Changmei Old Monk, they are both in the realm of great sages.
Logically speaking, they should not be afraid of a great wise man in heaven and earth that corresponds to the wise man in heaven, but in their words, that great wise man in heaven and earth is Wu Ming, known as the wise man in swordsman.
Only their generation knows the weight of this.
Or, the person from the Huangji Immortal Sect who understands the history of the Huangji Immortal Sect... Zhongxuan Mountain.
In the hall of the Huangji Immortal Sect.
All the senior leaders of the Huangji Immortal Sect are here.
They all looked at the old man in black robe and white hair in the main seat, and were so excited that they burst into tears.
"Meet the ancestor."
All senior officials, including Hua Yunchang and the Third Ancestor, saluted the old man one after another.
The old man is nothing but Jian Xian Wu Ming.
At this moment, looking at the descendants kneeling on the ground, Wu Ming was a little confused. When he came to his senses, he glanced at everyone, his eyes fell on Prince Zhou, and said slowly: "Are you the sect leader of this generation?
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Emperor Zhou bowed and said, "Mr. Zhou, I have met the ancestor Wuming."
Wu Ming thought for a while and asked softly: "Who is Zhou Fushan to you?"
Emperor Zhou said truthfully: "He is the younger generation's great-grandfather."
Wu Ming nodded slightly and said, "Tell me about the current Huangji Immortal Sect."
Emperor Zhou was not vague and told Wu Ming the truth about what happened in the Huangji Immortal Sect over the years.
Wu Ming frowned when he heard this, especially when he heard that the Huangji Immortal Sect was even bullied by a small sect in the Southern Region during the second battle, he was so angry that he was furious.
This made Hua Yunchang and others feel guilty.
He is the only one who participated in the Second World War that year.
Chief Hua Yun came forward and took the initiative to apologize. Wu Ming directly gave the punishment, allowing Hua Yunchang to think about his past cliff and face the wall for ten years.
The rest of the people were all scolded by Hua Yun, but Wu Ming scolded them.
Only Chang Hua Yun, who walked out of the hall, found something wrong, because he found that the pair of divine eyes that he had destroyed in that battle back then had recovered.
Emperor God's eyes are back! Hua Yun's eyes are filled with tears. He turned around and bowed to the hall for three times, then went to Siguo Cliff to confine himself.
He knew that the glory of Huangji Immortal Sect was coming back!…………The back mountain of Huangji Immortal Sect.
The young man was wearing a black robe and lay on a big rock, drinking from time to time, looking into the distance in a daze.
Not far away, there is a flag of the God of War flying.
A moment later, an old man in black robe appeared under the God of War Banner, with his head covered in frost and white. He looked at the God of War Banner with vicissitudes and sighed.
Ninety thousand years, it is not long or short.
In fact, he had calculated what had happened over the years.
Who can blame all this?
Two emperors?
Do you dare to go and blame?
Wu Ming laughed at himself.
Wu Ming glanced at the boy lying on the big rock not far away, sat next to the boy, and smiled and said, "Your name is Ye Xuan?"
Ye Xuan ignored Wu Ming.
Wu Ming was not surprised. He looked at the flying flag of the God of War and sighed: "When my Emperor Ji Xian Sect was at its peak, the ancestor went on a battle here, carrying the demon Hongyuan, the sword emperor Xuanyuan and the ten emperors under his command,
What a glory it was.”
"Although it is far less brilliant now than it was in the past, the Emperor Immortal Sect is here and no one is allowed to invade it!"
When Wu Ming said this, his sword energy was like a long dragon roaring, extremely terrifying.
"Where are the two emperors ninety thousand years ago?"
Ye Xuan spoke calmly.
The sword intent beside Wu Ming suddenly blew.
Ye Xuan ignored Wu Ming's emotional changes and said lightly: "Don't say that the five great emperors in the five major domains of Daozhou were threatened by 90,000 years ago. In fact, they all understand that the two emperors are the culprits."
"Do you dare to draw your sword against the two emperors?"
Ye Xuan turned his head and looked at the old man who was known as Jianxian.
Wu Ming stared at the young man who has been known as the revival of the Huangji Immortal Sect in recent years and remained silent.