Everyone then entered the palace, and Long Xiaoshan, Weng Mengyun and others stood behind the Three Holy Master, very low-key.
Now to outsiders, they are all servants of the Three Holy Master.
Sheng San Shao said: "Second uncle, please help arrange it. Everyone lives in my place. I will have a conversation with my mother first."
"OK."
The middle-aged man from Qianhuan's family nodded.
This is not the first time he has been here. The Three Young Master of Holy One has lived here before when he was in the Sea Clan. His original identity was already an adult and should have been assigned an independent palace, but for various reasons, he lived with his mother.
Long Xiaoshan, Weng Mengyun and others immediately came to a courtyard, which was the residence of the Three Young Master, and it was not small inside, and it was more than enough for the group to live in.
After each of them allocated the rooms.
Not long after Long Xiaoshan sat in the room, two people walked in, one was Weng Mengyun, and the other was wearing yellow clothes, looking inconspicuous. He saw him clasping his hands towards Long Xiaoshan and saying, "Donor Long."
"Master Unknown."
Long Xiaoshan stood up, and the person in front of him was named Wuming Monk. If Long Xiaoshan had not known it, he would not have recognized it at all. Wuming Monk inherited the ability of Qianmian Temple.
The man in yellow in front of him was the clone of the monk Wuming.
Even the Three Holy Master didn't know that there was such a person hidden in his servants.
"Master Wuming, we have arrived at the bottom of the sea. How do we find the ruins of Qianmian Temple next?" Long Xiaoshan asked in a deep voice.
The Wuming Monk said: "Don't worry, the dragon donor has changed, the continent has changed, and the Qianmian Temple sank to the bottom of the sea, and it has long disappeared. Even if there is a map, it may not be able to retrieve the original site."
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes and said, "Then how do you think you can find it? The ocean is so big, we can't find it like a needle in the sea."
The nameless monk took out an ancient jade slip with his hands and handed it to Long Xiaoshan: "This is the map of Qianmian Temple that we passed down from before. There are many landmarks in it. If you can find one of them, you may be able to follow the map and find it.
The ruins of Qianmian Temple.”
Long Xiaoshan took the jade slip, stabbed his eyebrows and thoughts, and went directly into the jade slip. A huge topographic map appeared directly in front of him. It was the map of the ancient Qianmian Temple, although it had long disappeared from history.
But now from the map, we can see how grand the Qianmian Temple was back then, like a huge Buddha land.
In the map, Qianmian Temple is located in the central location.
But around millions of miles, there are all Qianmeng Temple territory, countless pagodas, temples, and altars... scattered on the map, and the most conspicuous ones are seventy-two, and these seventy-two places have huge reincarnations.
The pagoda is the hub for Qianmian Temple to control this huge Buddha country.
I copied the map in my mind in detail.
Long Xiaoshan withdrew his divine thought and returned the jade slip to Wuming Monk.
He is so powerful that he can never forget his memory. Now he can draw this huge map intact.
He said with brilliance: "Although this map is very large, it is still a drop in the ocean compared to the ocean. It is so difficult to find the landmarks."
The Wuming monk waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "If it were simple, I'm afraid he would have been discovered long ago."
Long Xiaoshan pondered without saying a word.
He was mentally prepared to find the site of Qianmian Temple, and said in a light tone: "There is really no way, I can only rely on the power of the sea clan. Moreover, the Holy Three Young Master and the Qianhuan Family know that we are looking for the site, even if we don't ask them for help,
They will definitely have to get a share of the ruins when they find the ruins, so it’s better to find them directly and let them work hard.”
Long Xiaoshan had no interest in how many treasures the so-called Qianmian Temple ruins had. What he wanted was the Holy Spring to save Ling Xiaofu.
So even if the Holy Three Young Masters and others wanted to divide most of them, he would not feel heartbroken.
The corner of the Wuming Monk twitched and said, "That's all."
evening.
The Three Saints finally came back. He held a banquet in the courtyard to drink with Long Xiaoshan and others. After drinking and eating, the servants dispersed. Long Xiaoshan, the Three Saints of the Qianhuan family gathered together.
In the hall.
Long Xiaoshan said straight to the point: "San Young Master, and Senior Qianhuan, I have said I have been looking for the ruins before, but I have never said it clearly. In fact, what I am looking for is the ruins of the ancient Qianmian Temple."
"The ruins of Qianmian Temple?" Sheng San Shao's eyes wrinkled slightly, as if he was a little confused.
And the elder of Qianhuan family next to him, the second uncle of the Holy Three Young Master, narrowed his eyes: "Is it the Thousand Face Temple established by the ancient Thousand Face Bodhisattva?"
Long Xiaoshan nodded.
The Three Holy Young Master said: "Is Thousand Faces Bodhisattva very powerful?"
As a sea clan, he did not know much about human past. Elder Qianhuan said: "Of course it is amazing, Thousand Face Bodhisattva, but the top ancient heavenly king, who is overwhelming a person of an era, and his soul-submission technique he created has
There are thousands of people and thousands of faces. It is said that there are seventy-two clones of the Heavenly Lord. Do you think it is terrible?"
"Seventy-two Heavenly Kings clones." Sheng San Shao took a breath of air conditioning.
Even in ancient times, the Heavenly Lord was not walking all over the streets, and any Heavenly Lord was considered a big shot.
And the Thousand Face Bodhisattva actually controls the clones of the seventy-two Heavenly Lords, which is simply terrifying.
"However, it is precisely because he is too arrogant and controls so many heavenly kings that it arouses public anger and leads to destruction," Elder Qianhuan sighed slightly and looked at Long Xiaoshan: "You actually want to find the ruins of Qianmian Temple, that's all
What happened many years ago is already an ancient legend, how can you find it?"
Long Xiaoshan took out a copy of the map and said, "This is the ancient Qianmian Temple map. We have already mastered the exact clues. Qianmian Temple is buried in the ocean. If you can find the landmark on the map, you may be able to find Qianmian Temple.
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Elder Qianhuan took it and checked the map. After a moment, he frowned and said, "How do you make sure the map is true?"
Long Xiaoshan said: "Do you think I spent 300 billion spirit stones to play in the sea? Besides, even if the map is fake, you will make 300 billion in vain."
Elder Qianhuan paused slightly, this was the truth.
Even if you are rich and powerful, you can't use the 300 billion spirit stones as a joke. So whether the Long Xiaoshan map is true or false, Qianhuan's family is sure to make a profit. He smiled and said, "I'm just saying something wrong, so fellow Daoist Long,
What are you going to do next.”
"It's not what I do. Since you said that you will find the ruins for June 4th, you will get 60% of them. You won't just let me do my work. I'm only two people, and it's not realistic to find a needle in a haystack. So you need to rely on your power in the sea clan.
Help me search." Long Xiaoshan said.
The Three Holy Master and Elder Qianhuan looked at each other.
Long Xiaoshan wants to use the power of the sea clan.
It's nothing wrong with it...
But... the Holy Three Young Master frowned: "I didn't say this in the conditions at that time. If I were to give my efforts, it wouldn't be the price."
Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "This is Qianmeng Temple. Think about what kind of person the Qianmeng Bodhisattva is. If it were his ruins and what kind of huge wealth it would be, the Third Master would not have thought of it."