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Outside the Jialan temple, Hong Ling and Su Yu quietly looked at the ancient temple and finally gave a long sigh of relief. They have been worried all the time on their way to here, and now they are lucky to be here safely. That ambush master, after all, did not continue to launch the offensive, let the four people through a period of journey.

"Sister Yan, this is the most famous Jialan temple outside Tianqi city. We are here, for the blood rose's Heroes on the incense Hong Ling looked at Xia Yan, whose face was sad, and said.

"Well, I'll listen to you!" Xia Yan reluctantly smiles and nods.

Before they entered the Jialan temple, five novices came out to announce a Buddhist name to them.

"Amitabha, the upper and lower levels of the Jialan Temple welcome the presence of his Highness the matchless son of the world, and welcome some benefactors!" There is a strong Qi Movement looming in these monks. One of the strongest has already stepped into the realm of practicing emptiness and combining Taoism.

Hongling was surprised to see these monks. The other party even knew that he was waiting for someone to come. It seems that there are masters in the Jialan temple. However, they came to offer incense this time and did not want to make any trouble.

"Thank you for coming out to meet you. The four of us are really scared. When I first arrived at baocha, I hope you can give us some guidance. Hong Ling is very grateful! " He joined hands with the three women and made a Buddhist ceremony, which was regarded as a return to several monks.

"Your Highness, this way, please." Several monks greet them casually and signal several people to enter the temple.

Soon, under the guidance of several monks, Hong Ling and his party set foot in this ten thousand year old temple. As soon as he entered it, the young man sensed a few obscure and horrible breath in this Jialan temple. Some of them are from monks, while others are from the fluctuation of magic instruments.

Obviously, Jialan temple can stand outside the great Chu Tianqi city for tens of thousands of years, which naturally has its unique details. What's more, the secret practice of Buddhism and Sanskrit is no weaker than the practice inherited by xuanhuang world for thousands of years. There is a rumor that there was a Brahman monk in the realm of heaven's mandate in this Jialan temple. But I don't know whether there is such a strong person. If so, the details of the Jialan temple are too terrible.

In the Fengling Hall of the Jialan temple, Hong Ling took out the memorial tablet that had been prepared and handed it to the accompanying monks, indicating that they would sacrifice the tablet. The names on this row are all the heroes of blood rose who fell in the Dead Sea in the dark. Hongling spent a long time to cast the tablets in purple gold, and described the names of each of them with dark gold and clay.

He had previously placed the tablet in the space ring, looking for a suitable opportunity to consecrate it. But it always failed. Now I come to the Jialan temple and finally get what I want. The young man and all the girls took incense and worshipped three times in succession, which was regarded as a memorial ceremony. People closed their eyes and prayed. In the empty and secluded hall, only the Vatican bells echoed and Buddhist verses were chanted.

Su Yu and qingyaoxin have a tacit understanding and leave the space for Hongling and Xiayan as the monk exits the hall. They also know something about Hong Ling's presence in Beiming Tianzhong, and naturally know when to do something.

"Sister Yan, if I had left everyone outside the dead sea, would many of them not have died?" Hong Ling looked sad. He clearly remembered every name in the row. I remember how they were dying. Even though he has grown up a lot, he still has lingering fear.

"Stop it. It's over. I don't want to hear that. Edge to edge scattered, its own day, you let me good quiet for a while Xia Yan's eyes are filled with tears, but still quietly looking at the spirit of the body.

"Well, I see! Sister Yan, you'd better not be too sad. We don't want to see you like this! " With a long sigh, Hong Ling got up and walked out of the hall. The whole blood rose, in fact, the most painful, should be Xia Yan. She is the big leader of blood rose, is her decision to let everyone out of the Dead Sea together. But in the end, only four succeeded. And dozens of other people, all fell into it.

This matter, to Xia Yan's blow, is absolutely very heavy. Although she laughs along with Hong Ling and others on weekdays, she can also feel the sadness she shows inadvertently. Hong Ling hopes that this trip to Jialan temple will make her feel better.

Outside the hall, Hong Ling, Su Yu and Qingyao watched the huge seven level Pagoda with admiration in their eyes. This pagoda is ten feet high. The seven level pagoda is 70 Zhang. At the top of the tower, Hongling can feel a great holy rhyme echoing. Obviously, at the top of the Stupa, there are very terrible monks stationed.

He was looking at the futu Pagoda with Su Yu and Qingyao. Suddenly, he felt a strong breath coming towards them. Hong Ling suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the old man who was coming slowly from the gate of Jialan temple. He was leaning on a dead wood crutch and his blue robe fluttered quietly in the wind.

As he gets closer and closer to here, the dignified color in Hongling's eyes becomes more and more obvious. He felt a very familiar breath, which was the breath of peacock Daming King blood from Qingyao. However, the strength of this blood vessel is one level lower than that in Qingyao's body."Elder martial sister Qingyao, do you know this man?" Hongling is turning to Qingyao and asks, but she has already rushed to Qingyao and grabbed the old man's ear.

"Old man, do you think that the Brahman sword you cast for me at the beginning did not move your hands and feet?" Qingyao twisted the old man's ear and yelled.

Hong Ling was shocked instantly. Qingyao was so brave. The specific accomplishments of the old man are hard to sense even if he used the power of the Yan Huang emperor mirror. Qingyao is so rash that she will be beaten up. Who is going to argue with her?

What's more, Hong Ling is absolutely sure that they were attacked just now, which is definitely related to the old man. Because even though the old man was well hidden, Hongling still felt a trace of Demon power flowing out of him. This trace of Demon power is exactly the same as the force of wind laws that attacked them on the lake just now.

If what Hong Ling guessed is true, it doesn't mean that the old man is a master who has at least stepped into the realm of heaven's destiny! No, not only that, Hong Ling can sense that there is a stronger force on the old man. This breath, Hong Ling only in cangming and Xiang God, the two Taiyi God realm masters, felt the same level of strength.

God state master, this skinny old man, is actually a god state master! Hong Ling was shocked by her discovery. There was a master of the divine realm in the dark and yellow world. It was really terrible. But what does the old man want to do when he approaches Qingyao?

"Oh, girl, stop, stop, my old man's ears are almost broken by you!" The old man yelled in an instant. And, strangely enough, he didn't really mobilize any strength to relieve the pain on his ears. On the contrary, he seems to enjoy the interrogation process.

"Answer me first!" Qingyao saw him shouting, and added a trace of strength.

"Yes, yes, I did leave some small means on the sword. I'm not thinking about you! What's more, your sword, as well as the power of blood in your body, has not been successfully dissolved by your little boyfriend Muttered the old man, who did not seem to feel guilty about it.

"Hong Ling has met the elder, but I don't know why he tried to test us just now. Why?" Hong Ling and Su Yu came to Qingyao and the old man, and saluted the old man slightly.

"What else, of course, is to try. Are you qualified to be my young master's boyfriend?" The old man glared at Hong Ling.

He said this, one side of Qingyao instant not dry. He opened the old man's ears and covered his mouth to prevent him from going on. This old man is really too unreliable. If he is allowed to go on, she will be destroyed.

Hongling looked at the old man with some consternation. He didn't expect that this guy would put such a heavy hand on him in order to test himself. If you accidentally let yourself die young, isn't he going to be a widow? However, although he thought so, he did not dare to say it.

A master of the divine realm can destroy himself with a casual breath. How dare Hong Ling be bold. However, he did not dare to say that Qingyao had no such scruples.

"Old man, tell me, what's the matter with the blood of Peacock King Ming? What's more, when did I become the young master of your family? " Qingyao covered the old man's mouth and asked in a sharp voice.

Sobbing, the old man wanted to answer, but his lips were covered by Qingyao, and he couldn't say it. This makes Hong Ling and Su Yu feel very funny. Qingyao obviously also noticed these, immediately let go of him, and picked up his clothes to wipe the saliva on his hands.

"Didn't you put the old master's green blood sarira into your Brahma sword. Moreover, you have successfully refined the blood of peacock Daming king. So, of course, I will choose you as my little master according to the agreement with the old master. Isn't that a problem? After all, when you become my little master, you will not suffer any loss, and you will have a lot of money

The old man seems to know Xiao Qingyao's habits very well. Directly throw out the word money as a Assassin's mace, which is absolutely irresistible to the little girl.

Sure enough, as soon as this condition came out, Qingyao, who was still angry, changed her face in an instant. She was very gentle to help the old man tidy up a little wrinkled robe, and pulled out a new growth on his face, let him show his teeth in pain.

The little girl laughed and rubbed her hands constantly. She asked the old man, "big money. Hey, old man, come on, give the big money to the young master!"

Hongling and Su Yu help each other in an instant. It seems that Qingyao is hopeless. When's the time? Money. Does she want to take a lot of gold jewelry and other things into the ancient battlefield? Then I will not be robbed completely!

"I said, little Lord, where do you want to go? I have no money!" The old man looked at Qingyao with a speechless face. He also casually said it, did not expect, this small master son unexpectedly also seriously.

Qingyao smell speech, originally smiling face, instantly changed color. Bang, she put her foot on the old man's buttocks and kicked him forward for two steps."No money, no money, you still have the face to recognize me as the young master of your family? Do you think I don't have to get salary when I am the young master of your family? I don't want to eat or drink? Don't I buy Rouge powder? Don't I have to support my family? "

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