Chapter 605: Zhuang Ming, who is simple, generous and full of goodwill
The three powerful men of Ziyan Temple.
The former temple master Zhenxuan Nine Seals.
The Eight Seals of Zhenxuan by Contemporary Guanzhu.
The Supreme Elder’s Seven Seals of Zhenxuan.
Now they are easily defeated by the opponent, trapped in the secret technique, like a prisoner under the rank.
In fact, this person's level of cultivation is enough to suppress the entire Purple Smoke Temple on his own.
As for the stone tablet that established the foundation of the Ziyan Temple, to this person, it was like something in his pocket.
But this person has the upper hand and controls their lives, but he is still willing to exchange for a rare treasure like dragon essence and blood?
How can there be such a good thing in the world?
"Zhuang has always been fair. If I get a treasure from your Ziyan Temple, I can give you another equally good treasure from Ziyan Temple."
Zhuang Ming put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "I have been kind since I was a child. Although I defeated you and others, I have no intention of harming your lives. If you are willing, the deal is concluded."
The Master of Ziyan Temple was silent for a moment, and then asked: "What if I don't want to?"
Zhuang Ming muttered: "I must take a look at the stone tablet. It doesn't matter whether I take it or not. If anyone stops me, I will kill him."
The Master of Ziyan Temple looked at this young man who had been kind-hearted since childhood and fell into silence again.
But there really is no choice right now.
Your life is in the opponent's hands.
Even if the opponent takes action, Ziyan Temple will be destroyed.
If such a person wants to take the stone tablet by force, he has nothing to say.
What's more, it's a transaction now.
Although this deal sounds unbelievable.
However, this person could have forced himself before, and even threatened him with the Purple Smoke Temple, but in the end he made a deal and saved the master.
With this precedent, it seems to be three points more credible.
This person may be really free-spirited and generous in his actions, and not a murderous person.
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Zhuang Ming stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the two people in front of him quietly.
The essence and blood, which is extremely precious to the ancient dragon clan, is not rare to him, but is a means.
For cultivators in the world, the essence and blood of dragons is a unique opportunity that can make themselves stronger.
For the master of Ziyan Temple, if he can obtain the essence and blood of the Dragon Clan, it will be a great opportunity and the benefits will be endless.
But at the time, no one knew that Zhuang Ming himself was a businessman.
This is a business.
The owner of Ziyan Temple may benefit from it.
But Zhuang Ming, who had the upper hand, must have greater interests if he was willing to do this business.
"The essence and blood of the Dragon Clan contains the power of my thousand-foot-long True Dragon, as well as the direct bloodline of the Ancient Cang Dragon. Chu Jiang has mixed Dragon Clan bloodline since he was a child. His body has gradually adapted to the three points, so he can achieve transformation."
"And ordinary creatures, even the most profound ones, may not be able to withstand the power of bloodline and the breath of my thousand-foot-long true dragon."
"If the fusion of essence and blood fails, your own magic power will be destroyed, your own energy and spirit will be damaged, and you will perish."
"If the fusion is successful, he will become stronger."
"But he will be my Dragon Guard."
"In this world, the peak Zhenxuan is so weak, and the development of various Taoist techniques is also unsightly. There must be no way to resist it."
"With the dragon essence and blood, he will become stronger if he does not die, but no matter how strong he becomes, even he himself will belong to me."
Zhuang Ming was thinking this in his heart, his expression was as usual and his eyes were calm.
The Master of Ziyan Monastery and the Supreme Mystic had no idea what kind of sinister intentions this seemingly simple, generous and well-intentioned transaction contained.
Because they are not familiar with the exact function of dragon essence and blood, and they do not know that the young man in front of them is actually the true body of the dragon.
So with no choice, they chose the only path that seemed to be beneficial.
This is Zhuang Ming's trick, step by step, to make Zi Yan Guan compromise, gradually build up his own demeanor, have no intention of taking anything by force, and be willing to trade. Even at this moment, Zi Yan Guan in desperate situation is vaguely
Lord, began to convince himself, thus giving birth to some sense of trust in Zhuang Ming.
Zhuang Ming was quite satisfied with this, and everything went smoothly according to his ideas.
From the very beginning when he thought of reviving the former headmaster of Ziyan Temple by spitting saliva, he had anticipated the situation at this moment.
In fact, this is also the only choice for the owner of Ziyan Temple.
"We will discuss the transaction after we arrive at Ziyan Temple and see the stone tablet."
Zhuang Ming thought like this, put his hands on his back, looked into the distance again, and said: "He said that two people went to investigate just now, and now only he is the only one who has returned. The remaining fellow Taoist Yang is still in the melee at the moment, but the demon kings from all sides of Yinshan are gathered together.
, even if it is the most profound thing, I am afraid it will be more misfortune than good."
The Master of Ziyan Temple was silent for a moment, raised his head and said, "What do you mean?"
Zhuang Ming said slowly: "I have been kind-hearted since I was a child, and I don't want to see the difference between life and death. Your fellow sect may be in trouble. If we delay it, I am afraid that the bones will not be preserved. If we leave now, we may be able to collect the body, but it is also possible that he is still alive.
Da, if you go over now, you can still save his life..."
The master of Ziyan Temple looked stunned and even more surprised.
Naturally, he wanted to save his fellow disciples.
But now that his own life was in danger, he never thought of asking Zhuang Ming to save him.
But he never thought that Zhuang Ming would take the initiative to mention saving people.
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"After all, he is also an extremely profound figure."
Zhuang Ming thought in his heart. He now has the power to directly destroy Ziyan Temple, but it is still undeniable that Ziyan Temple is a powerful force. At least in this world, it has the status of the Taoist ancestral court and has great influence.
reputation.
If you can convince Ziyan Guan, it will be more beneficial than subduing the Fox Clan.
The Zhenxuan great monks who can be driven by him are naturally more effective than the three or two swallowed and refined Dao Jindan.
Since the intention is to collect the Purple Smoke Temple, then naturally the Purple Smoke Temple cannot be damaged.
From now on, that supreme Zhenxuan will not only be the supreme Zhenxuan of Ziyan Temple, but also the great Zhenxuan monk under his command, Zhuang Ming.
Of course, at this moment, they are still enemies. Even if he ignores it, it is understandable. In the future, if Ziyan Temple is conquered, the three people present will not be dissatisfied because of what is happening now.
But for Zhuang Ming, it can be regarded as a helping hand in the future. If he can save one more person, it will naturally be good.
Although he didn't know whether it would be too late to save the supreme Zhenxuan at this time.
If it's too late, maybe there's still time to accept the golden elixir of the Great Dao of the Seven Seals of Zhenxuan.
"Let's go and see if he is still alive."
Zhuang Ming's voice fell, and with a flick of his finger, he took away the spirit-binding technique of Ziyan Temple Master and the Supreme Elder. However, the spirit-binding technique of the previous temple master was still unresolved.
He stretched out his hand, and it seemed as if there was a thread holding the invisible cage formed by the spirit-binding technique.
The Master of Ziyan Temple and the Supreme Elder looked at each other.
The thought of escaping instantly arose in their minds.
But this thought only passed by for a moment and turned into a sigh.
In front, the thunderbolt that Zhuang Ming had accumulated in his palm gradually subsided.