Drunken Immortal Gourd

Chapter 1815: Hosted by the bitter sea

In fact, it is also normal. No matter what kind of school, when a young man like Qingyang hits the door at his door, he will not give the other person a good face. The old white-browed monk is still relatively self-cultivating, and he did not come up. Starting the fight, but staring at Qingyang up and down for a long time, he said angrily: "The Taoist Yuanying realm can actually fight beyond two levels. It must be not an unknown person. Now I am hurting my Kuchan temple cultivator face-to-face. Deceive me without anyone in the Thousand Buddha Sect?"

Qingyang arched his hands and said: "No wonder fellow Daoists, I am also forced to do this. I said before that this trip is to inquire about the whereabouts of the deceased. If fellow Daoist Bitter Stone has to challenge, I can only respond to the situation just now. I see, if it weren't for me to show mercy, it would not only hurt people."

The old white-browed monk knew very well in his heart that if it were not for Qingyang’s mercy, he would definitely not be able to save the bitter brother Kushi’s cry by himself. The other party had no intention of making things worse, and he could not give up any face, so he said, "Yours. I have heard the request. I need to find out about the whereabouts of the one-horned ghost king from the ancestor of the Thousand Faces Buddha. With your strength, it doesn’t matter if I tell you, but I’m not a Thousand Buddha Sect who can come if he wants to. The face of Kuchan Temple is not something anyone can step on. If you can promise me a condition, I can tell you where the ancestor of the Thousand Face Buddha is."

The current situation is already difficult to ride a tiger, and it is impossible to retreat completely. In this case, we can only take advantage of the trend. Qing Yang couldn't help asking: "I don't know what the conditions are?"

The old white-browed monk said: "The poor monk is the presiding officer of the Kuchan Temple, Kuhai, and these four disciples next to me are my direct disciples. A quarter of an hour’s siege is undefeated, and it’s okay to tell you the whereabouts of the ancestor of the Thousand Faces Buddha."

In the minds of the old monk of Kuhai, Qingyang was already extremely against the sky to defeat Junior Kushi, and he would definitely not be his opponent of the ninth-tier monk of Yuan Ying. The reason for proposing this condition is to use this opportunity to teach Qing. Yang had a meal and let him know that Kuchan Temple was not easy to mess with.

Not only is the Kuzen Temple presiding over the old Kuhai monk, but his apprentices are also first-class masters. The middle-aged monk on the far left is known as the mountain-moving arhat, who has practiced the art of moving mountains all the year round, and has trained in steel and iron bones. , With great power and strength comparable to the late Yuan Ying monk; the second monk from the left is known as the Escape Arhat, this man has practiced various escape techniques and body techniques all the year round. He has high escape skills, fast speed, and is very good at all kinds of sneak attacks and spying methods. ; The first Arhat on the right is known as the Hundred Poisonous Arhat. This person has practiced all kinds of poisonous arts all year round, and used all kinds of poisons. The smell changed; the second person on the right is called Baibao Arhat. This person is best at refining weapons, so he hides all kinds of wonderful magic weapons, which is impossible to guard against when fighting. Any one of these four people is placed outside and it is the overlord of one party. Now that a few people work together and cooperate with the old monk of Kuhai on the 9th floor of Yuanying, how can it not even be able to win a fifth-level cultivator of Yuanying?

Even if something unexpected happened in the end, Qing Yang really withstood the prolonged siege of a few of them, the old Kuhai monk did not worry about telling Qingyang Thousand Face Buddha's whereabouts what would happen, but he was just a fifth-tier monk of Yuan Ying. , Even if it gets to the ancestor, it is a dead end.

Qing Yang glanced around the five Kuzen monks in front of him, and he felt more or less drumming. Whether it was the old Kuhai monk or his four apprentices, it was not easy to deal with. Qing Yang's strength was indeed very high, and it could even be said. It is a rare opponent under the God of Transformation, but there is no guarantee of victory against five Yuan Ying middle and late cultivators at a time, especially on the opponent's territory. Fortunately, the old monk of the sea of ​​suffering is more entrusted, and he feels that he is definitely not the five of them. Personal opponents, you only need to deal with the five of them, instead of facing the entire Kuchan Temple or all the monks of the Thousand Buddha Sect.

Thinking of this, Qing Yang felt more relieved, and said, "Since the old Zen Master Kuhai has this request, my guest naturally cannot refuse. I can agree to this condition. I only hope that I will withstand the siege of the five of you in the end, Old Kuhai. The Zen Master will not fall back on accounts."

Qing Yang's words made the old monk Kuhai very upset, as if Qingyang had already won. At the same time, facing five Kuchan monks who were higher than his own cultivation level, Qing Yang actually dared to speak this way. It was too arrogant. The old monk said: "Young people shouldn't be too arrogant, otherwise they will suffer a loss sooner or later. We can make you a move first because you are a guest. Please do it."

As the super sect of the Golden Sun Valley, the Thousand Buddha Sect, how could it be compared to a little-known young monk? If it is known that Kuchan Temple still uses a five-to-one style of play when its strength is higher, wouldn't it make people laugh out of their teeth? You must show your generosity at this time, otherwise this matter will not sound good when it spreads out, so the old monk Kuhai made such a decision.

Since the old monk of the bitter sea wants to show his super sect demeanor, Qing Yang certainly can’t let go of such a good opportunity. Before, he was worried that fighting five people at the same time would lead to a bitter battle. Now it’s simple, just use the opponent’s true strength against him. Understand, take the first shot and hit one person by surprise, and hit the opponent by surprise, so that they can't use the joint training formation ~lightnovelpub.net~The following battle is simple.

Thinking of this, Qing Yang clasped his fists at the other party and said, "Then I'm not welcome."

After finishing speaking, Qing Yang sneered in his heart, and then with a movement, the fifth giant sword appeared behind him, merged with the other four giant swords, and instantly swayed countless sword shadows in the air, and then formed a huge sword. Array, killed the Hundred Poisonous Arhats and Hundred Treasure Arhats directly opposite.

As soon as the Five Elements Sword Formation came out, it immediately stirred up countless energies around it, and even the heavens and the earth changed color. The power of this attack was beyond the realm of the Nascent Soul monk, and even touched the edge of the God of Transformation, making the faces of all present. Changed the color, a fifth-tier cultivator of the Nascent Soul actually used an attack that almost reached the power of the cultivator. This was terrible. The monk Kongjian, who had been calm and gentle before, couldn’t sit still, with constant expressions on his face. Conversion, I don't know what is in my mind.

As for the old bitter sea monk, there was only regret left in his heart at this time. He had seen the power of the Qingyang four-element sword formation before, and felt that it was nothing more than that. Under Qing Yang’s attack, coupled with the attention of the four apprentices next to him, it was absolutely no problem to win Qing Yang. Because of this, he generously let Qing Yang attack first. How did he know that Qing Yang was so insidious, he actually deliberately before. The strength was preserved, and it was fully revealed at this time.