On the way to the capital of God.
Bang!
Gu Qianchou flipped his palm and killed a figure under his palm. Blood immediately slashed across the sky, his mouth widened, and a grinning smile appeared: "Just because of you, you, can you, dare to offend my master?"
This is the fourth wave of assassins he has dealt with to attack the imperial carriage.
And these people are all dead soldiers.
Many of them even come from the heavens of the outer realm, including warriors, Buddhas, and Xuanzun of the Taoist veins. Moreover, these people are not led by the same force!
“Continue to go.”
Yang Fan's plain voice came from the imperial carriage.
"Yes, your Majesty."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qianchou's expression instantly turned into a good-looking face like a Sichuan opera changing face, from being fierce and rebellious.
The imperial carriage set out again.
Yang Fan in the imperial carriage frowned slightly.
"This group of assassins..."
He always feels something is wrong.
Although these assassins are extremely powerful and even have strong people who are given external powers and have strong powers comparable to those of the ancestral realm level, these people are still not attracted to them at all.
"It's just a joke to use such a group of people to assassinate!"
"so……"
Yang Fan's eyes became deeper, but his thoughts kept turning, "Did these people deliberately come to die and delay the emperor's return to Shendu to avoid breaking the plan of some people? Or..."
"Some people just hope that I will think so and let me return to Shendu as soon as possible, thus ignoring some things on the southeast coast!"
God must have something happened!
This should be unquestionable.
And Yang Fan also recognized this judgment in his heart.
However, the great fortune of the large army of Dayu, which died in the southeast coast, disappeared strangely and strangely, was exactly the same as in the Qing Dynasty. How could he really ignore it?
"Buddhist..."
Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"I want to see who is behind this, pretending to be mysterious and demonic!"
Swish!
A flash of the Milky Way, he left the extremely evil soul in the imperial carriage, but his true body disappeared from the spot instantly.
"Um?"
The Taoist Cihang next to the Luan Gallery couldn't help but flash slightly when Yang Fan's true body left. Although it was only a moment, he still keenly discovered the changes in Yang Fan's aura.
Jinling Mansion.
Dabaoen Temple.
An old monk wearing a black monk's robe sat cross-legged on the main hall. A golden giant Buddha was placed on the platform in front of him, almost filling the entire palace.
The giant Buddha's head was almost hidden in the dome of the palace, making it impossible for him to see his face.
"The luck of a large army in Dayu..."
The old monk held a scarlet bead like blood crystal on his haggard arm, and the dense shadows inside were filled with magnificent luck, which was the fortune of people and the fortune of the dynasty!
Behind the old monk, Tian Lan looked at him calmly, with a similar blood crystal in his hand.
However, compared with the blood crystal beads in the old monk's hand that were only the size of a pea egg, Tianlan's hand was undoubtedly larger, almost more than a foot, and the color was deeper!
"The things have been brought, Sakyamuni, you should take out what I want!"
Tian Lan's words are not polite at all.
The old monk turned around slowly, glanced at the blood crystal on Tianlan's hand, and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist Tianlan is a believer, so I will naturally not break my trust..."
As he spoke, the old monk turned his hand and a head actually appeared in his hand.
The human head, with its hideous and majestic face, closed its eyes, and could vaguely see the faint blue pattern imprinted on its body like a tattoo, but the cracks on its neck were smooth, as if they were cut off by something!
"You did not deceive me. This is indeed one of the three ancestors..."
When Tianlan saw this head, his heart trembled suddenly, and he felt a blood-connected energy coming, causing his body to shake slightly.
That feeling made him unable to help but take a step forward, and one hand subconsciously leaned towards the head.
Swish!
However, the old monk waved his sleeves and the head was put away directly, and said lightly: "This is natural! But what you have paid is not enough to take this head away from me."
“…”
When Tian Lan heard this, he paused. The connection from blood was cut off, causing a trace of ferocious murderous intent to suddenly pass through his eyes.
However, the old monk looked at him calmly without any change in expression.
Seeing this, Tian Lan closed his eyes slightly and opened them again.
"This blood crystal is yours."
He took a deep breath, waved his hand and threw the blood crystal in his hand into the old monk's hand, and said lightly: "In addition, I have sent a drop of the blood of the ancestor to Yang Fan's hand as agreed. This drop from the ancestor
Yuanxue had no choice but to be moved, not to mention that the power of the ancestor was contained in it, which would definitely help his martial arts go further!"
"I guess you should have received news before that the other party's qi and blood must have taken this blood!"
"Whether he wants to balance the two or control this blood, he will never be able to do it in a short period of time! What's more, only by controlling this blood can he try to control that ancestor arm... he absolutely has no chance of giving up!"
"So, in this case, I don't think he will return."
Tian Lan said seriously.
However, the old monk said in a firm tone: "He can do it!"
Facing Tian Lan's questioning eyes, the old monk only answered four words: "Because he is crazy!"
"Are you crazy?"
Tian Lan stared at the old monk, pondered for a moment, and said, "If he really went back as you said, I will help you keep him, but... If things fail, I
I will leave as soon as possible.”
“It’s fair.”
The old monk sat upright on the cushion and said lightly.
Tian Lan looked at him and suddenly said, "If you are willing to return one of the three ancestors to me in advance, then I will do my best to help you keep this person..."
“No need.”
However, the old monk directly chose to refuse.
A trace of sinisterness flashed through Tian Lan's eyes, but he didn't say anything else, but chose to remain silent.
The old monk was silent.
The entire Main Hall fell into silence.
I don’t know how long it took, but the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of light suddenly flashed through his eyes, and he slowly stood up: “He is back.”
Tian Lan's face moved slightly, and the void around him suddenly twisted, turning into ripples and dispersing faintly. He disappeared out of thin air, as if his body was in harmony with the world.
"It's worthy of being the leader of the soldiers..."
A strange color flashed through the old monk's eyes.
At the same time, look up at the sky.
"Since His Majesty the Qing Emperor is here, why not come to the palace for a while?"
Chapter completed!