The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 405 Xuanzang
In the depths of Jingnian Temple, on the top floor of the pagoda.

The pagoda stands majestically and resplendently, like a magic soldier that goes straight into the sky.If it is at noon when the sun is shining brightly, even at a distance of several miles, you can vaguely see the towering pagoda with the golden light emitted by the glazed tiles.

In the past, not everyone had the opportunity to climb to the top of this majestic and sacred pagoda.In the Jingnian Temple, at least high-level figures above the Dharma protector can pass through layers of obstacles to come here.

But today, there are four more people on the top floor of this heavily guarded pagoda.

One of them was a young monk, dressed in a light gray novice monk's attire, and looked quite immature.

However, although he is young, his face is as handsome as a crown of jade, and his eyes are full of rare spirituality. Even in the face of the current predicament, he has no fear at all, and his heart is completely incompatible with his age.

The other three people, two of them are Feng Xiaolian and Nanhua real person.The other person was covered in a black robe, and carried an extremely heavy bronze coffin on his shoulders.

Feng Xiaolian watched the eight masters coming with sedan chairs, and those heroes from all over the world who were completely intimidated and did not dare to make a move. She covered her mouth with a coquettish smile and said, "Although these people can't compare with us, they are well-known in the world. I never imagined that this person has some skills to tame them so obediently. Looking at the expressions of those heroes, it seems that someone is already planning to leave."

Master Nanhua frowned slightly, with a look of disdain on his old face, he snorted, "It's just a bunch of trash, I didn't count on them at all. But if these people want to retire now, it depends on whether others are willing or not."

A hint of ridicule and a touch of indifference flashed in Nanhua's eyes.

They've figured everything out long before planning begins.Now even if those people want to retreat, the Hailong Gang below will not let them go easily.These people are not dead, how can Jiangnan be in chaos?

Feng Xiaolian's bright eyes like autumn water turned slightly, looked sideways at the little monk behind him, and said with a smile: "Little guy, you are purely thinking about the Buddhist monastery, this time seems to be dangerous."

The little monk clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, all kinds of calamities are just the preordained reincarnation. The world can die, why can't we die?"

Feng Xiaolian was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at the little monk with some surprise, and said in surprise: "The little guy is really interesting."

This child has such a mind at such a young age, and his aptitude is also a rare genius.If this person does not die in the future, his achievements will be limitless.

Master Nanhua turned his head indifferently, glanced at the little monk, and snorted coldly: "There is nothing in this world that is preordained. The little monk is ignorant and ignorant, it's ridiculous."

Hearing this, the little monk scratched his head foolishly, his handsome face showed doubts, and said in a low voice: "But, is that how Master taught!?"

Several people were slightly taken aback when they heard the words, Master Nanhua snorted and said nothing.Feng Xiaolian covered her cherry lips with her hand, seeing the young monk's silly appearance, couldn't help but tremble with laughter.

She giggled and said, "You little monk is really interesting, tell me what your name is?"

Seeing the different expressions of the people, the little monk blushed and said in a low voice when he heard Feng Xiaolian's soft voice: "The little monk's Dharma name is Xuanzang."

Just as the few people were talking, the eight masters had already lifted the sedan chair and entered the gate of Jingnian Temple.They landed lightly on the martial arts arena, then placed the sedan chair on the ground respectfully, stood beside them with their heads down, not daring to speak.

At this time, the huge square has already been besieged by thousands of monks.

Mo Chen leaned lazily in the sedan chair, glanced at the monks who surrounded the martial arts field, and then turned his gaze to the Buddhist pagoda deep in the Jingnian Temple.Although those people deliberately concealed their aura, in Mo Chen's eyes, they were as eye-catching as a candle in the dark night.

Interestingly, in the small Jingnian Temple, there are actually three golden elixir masters.

Mo Chen sensed the aura of the three of them, and was a little surprised by the number of masters in Jingnian Temple, but he was not too worried.Because although the opponent is three Jindan, but two of them are only Jindan early stage, only one is a master of Jindan late stage.Even if Mo Chen didn't use Ao Yu's power, he could deal with the ordinary Jindan stage with full confidence.

He was silent for two seconds, and said flatly, "Since you're here, why bother to be sneaky?"

Although Mo Chen's voice was not loud, it contained a special force that could be heard clearly in the surrounding area, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

After his words fell, there was a commotion outside the temple.

"What a strong skill, what a terrifying ability to control."

"What does this person mean? Is there any master who can't do it?"

"Thinking about it, it's not impossible. After all, Jingnian Temple is a holy place of Buddhism. It has been established in the world for hundreds of years. It's unknown what old monsters are hidden in it."

"That's right, Jingnian Chanyuan dares to strictly guard it, obviously it has a certain degree of certainty."

On the pagoda, Master Nanhua frowned slightly and looked at each other calmly.

Feng Xiaolian frowned slightly, her face was a little more surprised and dignified, and said: "This person can actually detect our traces, his strength is really extraordinary."

Master Nanhua snorted coldly, and said: "So what if we found out, it's just a plan in advance. Since he wants to meet us, how can we prevent him from doing so."

Nanhua Daoist said, and flew out.However, he saw auspicious clouds under his feet, and his wide Taoist robe fluttered in the breeze.

Feng Xiaolian followed closely behind, her slender feet wearing embroidered shoes stepped on the void, leaving ripples that looked like peonies. Coupled with that peerless face that I still pitied, she looked like a fairy descending from the sky.

The last coffin-carrying man in black stomped lightly on the ground, and then rushed towards the square outside Jingnian Temple like an arrow flying from the string.His speed was so fast that people could only see a black phantom.

"boom!"

The man in black fell like a shooting star carrying the coffin, blasting a three-foot hole in the bluestone-paved square.He walked forward calmly, as if nothing happened.

Accompanied by the fall of the black-robed man, the real Nanhua and Feng Xiaolian landed on the square one after another.

Reverend Nanhua stood a few feet away from the sedan chair, glanced at the sedan chair covered by the light veil, and said coldly: "Boy, you are quite capable, and you can even spot the old man's trace."

Mo Chen glanced at the three of them indifferently, then swept across the bronze coffin on the shoulder of the man in black, and frowned slightly.

I don't know what it is there, such a strange atmosphere.It seems to be alive and dead, and it seems to just fall into a deep sleep.

He was puzzled, and looked at Shi Feixuan lightly.

Although Mo Chen didn't speak, Shi Feixuan still understood what he meant.She gave Mo Chen a cold look, and then pulled back the curtain of the sedan chair like a maid.

When Mo Chen appeared in front of everyone, Feng Xiaolian's beautiful face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)