Chapter 131 Old Dragon Court, the old man in purple robe and the young man in black robe
Two days later.
Old Dragon Court.
During this period of time, the already very lively Old Dragon Court became even more lively because of the appearance of the star map.
"Have you heard? The three walkers from the Mongolian Cave all disappeared after taking possession of the lower realm!"
"Of course!" "I also heard that these three people were not missing, but were killed by a monk from the lower realm!"
In a teahouse on the street, a monk in gray clothes and a monk in green clothes were drinking tea and discussing an anecdote that had happened recently. .??.
"Did you hear that right? How can a monk from the lower realm be the opponent of a monk from the upper realm?"
"There's always a time when a horse stumbles!" "And it's said that he met a very powerful warrior and was beaten to the point where his soul left his body, causing a catastrophe!"
"When did Juemingtian have such a powerful warrior?!"
"It's unclear who this martial artist is, but they speculate that the appearance of this martial artist must be related to the Dongfang Yue Cocoon that rides the dragon sky."
"Why do you say that?"
"Have you forgotten? Some time ago, Dongfang Yuexu, who was riding the Dragon Sky, was teased by a strange warrior in the street, which eventually led to a fight between Dongfang Yuexu and the monk next to her!"
"Oh, I remembered it, I remembered it." "But what does this have to do with the Cave?"
"Because the martial artist who had a conflict with Dongfang Yue Cocoon that day was the one sent by Mengjie Cave to watch the stars in the lower world!"
"So what you are saying is that the lower realm walker from the Fengjie Cave gathered the other two lower realm walkers from the Fengjie Cave because he did not get any benefits from Dongfang Yuexu and the monk in the old Longting.
Find trouble with Dongfang Yue Cocoon."
"But I didn't expect that I would lose my hand and be killed by Dongfang Yuexu's friend!"
"Exactly!"
And just when the monks in gray clothes and the monks in green clothes were having a heated discussion.
A slender man in black clothes, and a ravaged face
The old man in purple came to their table with steady steps, one behind the other.
Then, they sat down facing each other in the two empty seats at the square table.
After the two people sat down, the gray-clothed and green-clothed monks finally came to their senses.
Immediately, he saw the monk in gray clothes with a big black mole on his cheek. He frowned and glanced at the man in black clothes and the old man in purple clothes and said:
"Didn't you see anyone at this table?"
The long-faced monk in green clothes also said with an unhappy expression:
"Get up and leave quickly. I won't argue with you two!"
As if he didn't hear the two people's questions at all, the man in black clothes took a cup each for himself and the old man in purple clothes beside him, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, and then raised his head.
He looked at the two of them with a smile and said:
"Where did you hear all that just now?"
The long-faced monk in green clothes saw that the man in black clothes didn't take him seriously at all. He immediately slapped the case and stood up:
"You two really thought that I wouldn't dare to attack you since I was in the Old Dragon Court, right?"
As he spoke, he saw an extremely violent aura wave suddenly spread out from the long-faced monk in green clothes, preparing to attack the man in black clothes and the old man in purple robes.
Judging from this aura, this long-faced monk in green clothes is at least a minor in the Wentian Realm.
The strength is impressive.
However, the man in black clothes only tapped his fingers on the table twice, and the aura fluctuations on the long-faced monk in green clothes disappeared in an instant.
"you……"
Just when the monk in green had a look of astonishment on his face.
An invisible gravity, like two invisible big hands, boomed
With a sound, the long-faced monk in green clothes was forced to sit down again.
When the monk in gray clothes across from him saw this, he immediately became alert and wanted to leave the table and run away.
But at this time, the old man in purple robe with a wrinkled face and his eyes looking out the window suddenly said in a calm tone: "Don't worry, it's not too late to gouge out your own eyes before leaving."
This voice seemed to have some kind of strange magic power. After hearing it, the gray-clothed monk did not hesitate to stretch out his hand with two fingers and forcefully poke his own eyes.
With just a "pop" sound, the eyeball was dug out by the gray-clothed monk, and he placed it respectfully on the table and said:
"Sir, please accept."
When he said this, the gray-clothed monk still had a charming smile on his face.
It looked like the corners of the mouth on both sides were hooked up with hooks.
The purple-robed old man didn't even look at the gray-robed monk whose face was covered with blood. He just waved gently and said:
"Go ahead."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gray-clothed monk, as if he couldn't feel the pain, walked towards the window very briskly, and then jumped down from the window.
"boom!"
Because when he jumped down, the man did not use any real energy or energy.
Plus, his head is facing the ground again.
So when it hit the ground, the head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon.
But even until he died, the gray-clothed monk's face was still full of smiles.
For a moment, the tea house that was originally quiet suddenly became excited.
All the guests in the teahouse, some leaning against the windows and some going downstairs, all gathered around to watch.
Only the young man in black robes, the old man in purple robes, and the long-faced monk in green robes who was speechless and trembling all over were still sitting at the table.
After drinking a cup of tea, the old man in purple robe closed
He returned his gaze towards the window.
He glanced indifferently at the long-faced monk in Tsing Yi, and then said to the young man in Xuan Yi without expression:
"Search for souls."
The young man in black clothes nodded.
The long-faced monk in green clothes suddenly turned pale after hearing the word "search for souls".
But at this moment, he couldn't move or speak. He could only shake his head slightly with eyes filled with begging for mercy.
But how could the young man in black clothes care about his begging for mercy?
I saw him looking at the long-faced monk in green clothes with a smile and saying:
"Don't be afraid, it will be over soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the young man in black clothes.
A moment.
The face of the long-faced monk in green clothes twisted in pain, and then the whites of his eyes turned back, and he fainted from the pain.
The pain of the soul-searching technique is even worse than the pain of the physical body.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, monks whose souls are searched will often become useless.
"alright."
In less than a moment, the young man in black clothes withdrew his gaze from the long-faced monk in green clothes, then looked at the old man in purple robe with a bit of regret in his eyes and said:
"It's still just word of mouth. I haven't found any news related to Dongfang Yue Cocoon and the monk Xuan Zhi."
When the old man in purple robe heard this, he frowned and said:
"According to the hexagrams, the Dongfang Yue Cocoon and the warrior who can display the body of a true dragon should have been in the Old Dragon Court these two days."
As he spoke, a fragment of the robe appeared in the hand of the purple-robed old man.
If Xu Taiping were here, he would definitely be able to see that the fragment of the robe in the old man's hand was the same piece that was torn off from his body by Qiansi.