I have become the new favorite of the devil

Chapter 283 Black Dragon
Walking in the huge Miaokong Temple, Lin Ye fell into deep thought. After all, the group of bald donkeys in Miaokong Temple just acted too weird.

Judging from the monks of Miaokong Temple that I have come into contact with, neither the Duzi generation nor the Kongzi generation are the kind of people who will only meditate and non-violent non-cooperation in the face of a strong enemy.

Although there are no warriors in the Nirvana realm in the main hall, there are still some warriors in the Divine Transformation realm and at the peak of the Divine Transformation realm. They actually meditate honestly and turn a blind eye to such an intruder?
Whose order?Abbot Duyuan?
It doesn't look like it.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye raised his head and looked at an attic standing in front of him. There was a plaque above the door of the attic that said Sutra Library. This should be the place Du Yuan mentioned.

"There shouldn't be a BOSS inside." Lin Ye laughed and walked up the steps, and opened the door of the Sutra Pavilion without hesitation.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see a large number of bookshelves placed in the Sutra Pavilion, and every bookcase is spotless, which shows how serious the monks who manage here are usually.

Lin Ye looked at the bookshelf closest to him. It was a secret book of exercises, but they were very low-level exercises, suitable for warriors in the three realms of body training to lay their foundations.

Although at this time, Lin Ye's realm definitely doesn't like these cheats, but if the cheats here are spread outside, they will definitely cause looting!

After all, Miaokong Temple is a great sect that has stood for thousands of years. Although it has suffered repeated defeats at the hands of Chunyang Dao Sect, no one would naively think that Miaokong Temple is weak.

Skipping these exercise secret books, Lin Ye walked towards the scripture storage pavilion.

He has seen his goal.

At the end of the first floor of the Sutra Library, there was a small futon on the ground, and a very old monk was meditating there.

The monk's clothes are not gorgeous, and he looks like an ordinary monk who has never practiced martial arts.

And beside him was not a weapon like a sword, but a very ordinary broom.

He should be the monk who manages the Sutra Pavilion, and it can also be said to be the cleaner.

"Are you the boss of Miaokong Temple?" Lin Ye asked directly when he saw the other party.

"Why did the benefactor say that?" The old monk opened his eyes and asked very kindly. His voice felt like a magic power, making people involuntarily want to have a sense of listening to his words more.

Lin Ye shook his head, suppressing this strange feeling in his heart, and at the same time wrapped the little sparrow behind him with his true essence and spiritual consciousness.

The old monk in front of him is very weird, and he must not be taken lightly.

Moreover, in the general stories, the old monks or old Taoists in important places such as the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion are the existences of supreme masters.

Although Lin Ye did not detect the slightest bit of true energy in this old monk at this moment, just like Du Yuan, he seemed to be an ordinary person.

Lin Ye stared at the old monk and said, "All the monks of Miaokong Temple have gathered in the main hall, and you are the only one who is still here. I don't think I forgot to call you."

"Maybe, after all, time can make a person completely forget everything."

The old monk sighed slightly, his tone full of vicissitudes.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Lin Ye's vigilance rose to the highest level!
"who are you?"

Lin Ye slightly unsheathed the long knife in his hand, and a chill came out of the entire Sutra-Depository Pavilion for a moment.

When the old monk sighed just now, Lin Ye detected a very dangerous aura in the other monk.

Although it was fleeting, Lin Ye felt that he did not feel wrong!

The old monk in front of him is very problematic!

"I have many names, which one would the benefactor want to hear?"

The old monk was still very kind, and he was not at all annoyed by Lin Ye's hostility.

". Zetu."

After thinking for a while, Lin Ye tentatively said the name that had always been in his heart.

Ever since he experienced the scene ten thousand years ago in the illusion, Lin Ye has always kept this name in his heart.

Although Lin Ye killed the opponent with a single blow in the illusion, it was just an illusion after all and could not affect the past, let alone the future.

Su Ming, who Lin Ye also wanted to experience that incident not long ago, confirmed that Zetu was beaten back into the teleportation array by her, and then destroyed the teleportation array.

The true fairyland real demon named Zetu may have been teleported back to the real demon realm, or he may have been directly strangled to death by the chaotic space power in the teleportation array.

But Lin Ye felt that things were not that simple.

So looking at the very mysterious old monk, Lin Ye said the name out of his mouth to test it out.

If the other party asked who Zetu was, Lin Ye would be so embarrassed that he would want to find a hole in the ground to crawl in.

But unexpectedly, the old monk didn't have the slightest doubt, but smiled and said: "What a nostalgic name. I didn't expect anyone would still remember it now."

"!!!"

In an instant, all the hairs on Lin Ye's body stood on end.

He grabbed the little sparrow behind him who was recording the exclusive news and backed away frantically. He directly smashed the bookshelf behind him and the door of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and came out of the yard.

"If something happens in a while, don't turn your head back and run to your death. This time is different from Su Ming's time. That guy just has a stubborn mouth and won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. This guy in front of him is completely different."

Lin Ye looked at Zetu in the Sutra Pavilion with a gloomy face, and whispered to the little sparrow behind him without lowering his head.

"Okay." Seeing Lin Ye's serious appearance for the first time, Little Sparrow didn't ask any more questions, but simply answered with one word.

"Does the donor want to hear a story?"

The old monk walked out of the Sutra Pavilion slowly. He walked in a leisurely manner, as if he didn't notice the killing intent emanating from Lin Ye.

But every step he took put great pressure on Lin Ye.

After all, Zetu is a real demon in the real fairyland.

Although Lin Ye, who existed in the true fairyland, had met two of them, they were both teased by him.

But you must know that the person in front of you is fundamentally different from those two people.

After all, both Zhai Xingzi and Su Ming were trapped in a place or a treasure, and the old monk who might be Zetu in front of him had established a very powerful Miaokong Temple.

There are no fewer than four masters in the Nirvana realm in Miaokong Temple. Since they can cultivate such a number of masters at this level, what about him himself?Has he recovered the cultivation of Martial Immortal?

In this world where the connection with the upper realm has been severed and the war thousands of years ago resulted in the loss of heaven, the existence of Martial Immortal Realm is tantamount to a dimensionality reduction blow.

"In no mood!"

Lin Ye stepped forward and rushed in front of the old monk, with the long knife out of its sheath in his hand.

Cut off Wu Nian!
Clang!
Lin Ye's slash was blocked.

And what resisted this blow was not a weapon, but a dragon.

I saw a black dragon protruding from the old monk's cuff!
This black dragon is very comprehensible, it feels like a belt around his waist.

But it is very realistic, dragon horns, dragon scales, dragon beard, it is really a black dragon!
And Lin Ye's knife was blocked by the black dragon with its own body!

(End of this chapter)