Zhou Runjie's eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt a strong hatred for Mr. Long.
His family was wiped out, and he told Mr. Long the secret, but Mr. Long wanted to kill him?
"The one with the surname Long!"
Zhou Runjie gritted his teeth and wished he could cut Mr. Long into pieces.
"Want to take revenge?"
The man in black robe seemed to have read Zhou Runjie's thoughts.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Runjie looked at the man in black robe and said.
"Just now, I saved your life, so at least I don't have any bad intentions towards you."
The man in black robe said calmly, "Let me ask you again, do you want revenge?"
"Of course I do!"
Zhou Runjie clenched his fists and said.
"Then come with me and I will give you a chance."
The man in black robe said.
Afterwards, the man in black robe took Zhou Runjie away.
After they left, three figures flashed past on both sides of the street.
Not long after, the figures of Lin Mu, Qin Jiuxi and Hong Feng appeared.
"Mr. Long, you were right. Letting Zhou Runjie out and putting him to death really attracted the big fish."
Hong Feng showed admiration, but at the same time he was puzzled, "It's just that Zhou Runjie looks ordinary. How can he attract such a mysterious force?"
"You still want to ask, how do I know that there is more to Zhou Runjie's back than that?"
Lin Mu did not deliberately show off, and answered directly, "I have had doubts since the first time you brought Zhou Runjie. How powerful is the Dark Temple? Even the Yang family can destroy it. Really, even Zhou Runjie is a member of the Yang family.
Can’t find out?”
"So I had a guess at that time. It wasn't that the Dark Temple couldn't find out, but that there was another stronger force that didn't want the Dark Temple to find out."
"Then what is the purpose of this stronger force?"
While Hong Feng was relieved, he also had deeper doubts.
"I don't know now."
Lin Mu smiled lightly, "But you will know if you follow me. We let Zhou Runjie go just to find out the truth. You two should not get involved in this matter for the time being. I will investigate it myself. Behind the man in black robe, there should be someone
A more terrifying master, you will probably be noticed if you go."
At the same time, under the leadership of the man in black robe, Zhou Runjie came to a very inconspicuous small temple in Wuding City.
In the small temple, there was a bald monk sitting.
The monk sat on the futon, meditating with his back to the door, and a peaceful Zen mood filled the air.
Seeing this monk, Zhou Runjie felt certain, maybe these people are not evil people?
"Master Brahma."
After the man in black robe came in, he respectfully saluted the monk.
Hearing the voice, the monk did not respond for a long time.
Just when Zhou Kunjie thought that the monk would not respond, the monk turned around.
As soon as the monk turned around, Zhou Runjie immediately saw a pair of compassionate and desolate eyes, and felt a little awe in his heart.
"Runjie met the master next week."
Zhou Runjie imitated the man in black robe and said with his hands clasped together.
"Your heart is full of hatred."
Master Fan stared at Zhou Runjie.
Zhou Runjie suddenly misunderstood: "Master, do you want me to give up hatred?"
"No, why give up hatred?"
Master Fan smiled, "Any emotion is a gift from Tao to living beings, and hatred is the most beautiful gift among them."
Hearing this, Zhou Runjie felt very strange in his heart. The words spoken by Master Fan were completely different from the other's eminent monk's temperament.
However, the other party no longer advised him to give up his hatred, which made him relieved. Now it is absolutely impossible for him to give up his hatred.
"Hatred is the most powerful force for cultivating the Dao. Fools often resist it. Only wise people can make good use of it."
Master Fan said slowly, "Child, tell me, who is the object of your hatred?"
"Mr. Long!"
Zhou Runjie's eyes were red. He wanted to say something about the Dark Temple, but he was a little worried that the other person was from the Dark Temple, so he didn't dare to say it.
"If you hate him, kill him."
Such murderous words came out of Master Fan's mouth, but they were calm and calm, with a hint of Zen.
Zhou Runjie's emotions were unknowingly affected: "Kill him if you hate him? That's right, I can't wait to cut him into pieces."
But then, he said dejectedly: "I want to kill him, but I don't have the strength."
"What if you had that strength?"
Master Fan said with profound meaning.
"If I had that strength, I would immediately go to Wuding City and take off his head. But how is this possible?"
Zhou Runjie said sadly.
"As long as you want that strength, I can give you that strength."
Master Fan's eyes looking at Zhou Runjie were full of magic.
"What?"
Zhou Runjie suddenly raised his head and looked at Master Fan in disbelief, "This is impossible. I am just a seven-star warrior, and Mr. Long is probably a Taoist god who has cultivated in nine eras. How can I have such strength?"
"What if you get the most powerful divine blood?"
Master Brahma is smiling.
Zhou Runjie's body shook suddenly, his face turned pale, and he said in fear: "Are you from the Dark Temple?"
"Don't worry, if we were from the Dark Temple, do you think you could still sit and talk to me?"
Master Fan said gently.
After hearing this, Zhou Runjie's fear eased slightly, but his voice was still trembling: "Then how do you know the most powerful divine blood?"
"Because the most powerful divine blood is the one we entrusted the Dark Temple to make."
Master Fan said.
"This this"
Zhou Runjie was so shocked that he was speechless.
After a long time, he reluctantly smoothed his tongue and said, "How could the Dark Temple help you create the strongest divine blood?"
"Because there are two copies of the most powerful divine blood. After it is produced, the Dark Temple can also get one. Why wouldn't they do it?"
Master Fan smiled slightly.
"Are you really willing to use the strongest divine blood to build me?"
Zhou Runjie felt as if he was in a dream.
"certainly."
Master Fan said calmly.
"Keke, why did you choose me?"
Zhou Runjie was so excited that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"The most powerful divine blood, only those who are filled with the most powerful hatred in their hearts can activate its power."
Master Fan said, "First you were exterminated, then you were played by Mr. Long, and finally you were almost silenced again. You are the person with the strongest hatred in your heart, so you are the most suitable owner of the most powerful divine blood."
"You still know that I am from the Yang family?"
Chow Runjie almost dropped his jaw in shock.
"It's not that we are secretly obstructing the Dark Temple. Do you really think that the Dark Temple can't detect your existence?"
Master Fan glanced at Zhou Runjie and said indifferently.
"It turns out that it was you who helped me again."
Chow Runjie is grateful.
"Come with me. When you fuse with the strongest divine blood, I will tell you my identity."
As he spoke, Master Fan pressed the futon under him.
The futon rotated for a while, and then a crack opened in the ground of the small temple, revealing an underground passage.