Chapter 549

Yan Qingyang was stunned.

Just now, the first point she pointed out was that she had a place in the temple of heavenly demons. Later, she would enter the temple of heavenly demons, and she would be in the same family as the man in green. The second point was that the Lord of Moyun relied on the strong to bully the weak and the big to bully the small, and wanted to rob magic weapons.

In principle, shouldn't the man in green help her?

You can't even protect your own magic weapon, have the face to say?

How irritating to hear that!

Is this the virtue of all the people in the temple of demons? Yes, the temple of demons should have something to do with the demons. It's strange that so many people flock to the clan of demons?

She was stunned here, but master Moyun was very happy. The people in Qingyi didn't care, so he had another chance.

"Yan Yunqing, hand over the East emperor's bell quickly!" The master of Mo City yelled.

Yan Qingyang clenched his teeth. The young man in Tsing Yi has gone far. Now, he has to rely on himself!

As soon as she waved her hand, she sacrificed the bell and said, "OK, don't you want to see it? Now, look carefully!"

Tianmo temple is located on the high Tianmo mountain.

From a distance, the tall and towering buildings are magnificent, and the black sharp corners are imposing and high into the sky.

Each hall is made of obsidian jade, which is carved with delicate animal patterns, flashing dark light.

The roads are also paved with top-quality Obsidian jade. From time to time, you can see the disciples in green clothes shuttling among them. Each of them has extraordinary momentum and awe inspiring pride.

A young man in green slowly came down from the Panther and led the Panther slowly into the hall.

Along the way, they met many disciples. They all stopped, saluted respectfully, and cried, "my Lord, are you back?"

The young man in green didn't lift his eyes, but nodded slightly.

After entering the hall, there was a monk in the hall. He was about middle-aged, with a square face, a slight beard on his chin, and a slight fat figure. He looked simple and honest with amiable, but he had a kind of invincible momentum.

At this time, he stood nervously and took two steps from time to time. He looked restless. Seeing the young man in green, he called out: "younger martial brother!"

The young man in Green went to the middle-aged friar. His eyes suddenly widened, his head tilted, and he was quiet for a while. Then he said to the middle-aged friar, "elder martial brother, do you mean master is going to wake up?"

The middle-aged monk nodded: "I have a hunch that master will wake up today!"

"Thank God, master has been sleeping for hundreds of years, and finally he is about to wake up. I don't know if what he is going to do has come true?" Young people in green clothes are also nervous.

The middle-aged friar patted the young man in green on the shoulder: "we'll wait. Master should come out soon."

Then, in order to hide his nervousness, he stepped back two steps, sat down on the black lacquer wood chair, pointed to the side, and motioned the young man in green to sit down.

The young man in green sat beside him and immediately collapsed on the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly.

They waited quietly without saying a word. In this way, the atmosphere became more tense.

In order to ease his nervousness, the middle-aged monk turned his head and asked, "younger martial brother, what interesting things have happened to me when I come back this time?"

"Oh The young man in green raised his hand and yawned, "what's interesting? I met a shameless fit friar who was robbing the magic weapon of a little monk who changed the spirit just now. He seemed to be a little girl..."

"And you helped her?" The middle-aged monk asked casually.

"I'm too lazy to help!" The young man in green closed his eyes, "it must be a magic weapon that can be robbed by the fit friar. That little girl's cultivation is too low. Where can she protect herself? Just grab it. If I'm in charge of this business, I'll be dead tired!"

"You The middle-aged monk sighed helplessly, "it's something you can help. What's the matter with you?"

"Shh The young man in green suddenly straightened up, opened his eyes, hissed at the middle-aged monk, and stared nervously at the black cloud pattern tent behind the hall.

The tent embroidered with black cloud pattern shakes for a while, and a person walks out.

"Master!"“ Master The middle-aged Friar and the friar in green were overjoyed at the sight of the man and cried out at the same time. Then they stood up and walked two steps. They came to the man and bowed, "welcome master back!"

The man who came out raised his hand slightly and gave them a smile.

If Yan Qingyang was here, he would scream. He was dressed in green clothes. He was tall and kind-hearted. His appearance was almost the same as Yan Wenshan's. The only difference was his momentum.

That person's imposing manner is awe inspiring, with the upper level's breath, in the peace with the faint prestige, just slightly raises the hand, lets the human not help but submit in the ground.

He is the well-known and rarely seen Lord of the temple of heavenly demons Wenshan Zhenjun!

Wenshan Zhenjun looked at his two proud disciples. The middle-aged friar named Luo Zhan was his first disciple, and the young man named Zuo Ting was his second disciple.

He only accepted two disciples here. Now, both Luo Zhan and Zuo Ting have gone through the period of cultivation.

"That's right," Wenshan Zhenjun nodded to zuoting. "When I left, you didn't get through the robbery, just a few hundred years ago. It seems that although you are lazy in other aspects, you are still diligent in cultivation!" Zuo Ting raised his head triumphantly: "that is, how can I disgrace my master!"“ Master Luo Zhan asked nervously, "has little younger martial brother brought it back?"“ It's not younger martial brother, "Wenshan Zhenjun said with a smile," it's younger martial sister! "“ Younger martial sister Luo Zhan and Zuo Ting were stunned, and then Zuo Ting laughed brightly, "it's good that I have a little younger martial sister!" Wenshan Zhenjun smiles. Suddenly, his brow is slightly wrinkled, and his right hand caresses his chest without any trace. Then, with a wave of his left hand, a scroll appears in his hand. As soon as his hand shakes, the scroll unfolds. As the scroll falls, Luo Zhan and Zuo Ting see a beautiful girl in the picture. The girl, dressed in purple, has snow like skin and picturesque eyes. When she looks at it carefully, she looks like Yan Wenshan. She holds a sword in one hand and a beautiful glass umbrella in the other. She has a smile on her side and smart eyes, as if she would come out of the painting the next moment“ My younger martial sister is so beautiful Zuo Ting's eyes brightened. Luo Zhan looked excited, opened his eyes wide, pointed to the person in the picture, some stuttered and said: "little younger martial sister is really like... Like... Teacher's mother!" Wenshan really Jun Shua put away the picture, some tired asked: "you two see?" Luo Zhan and Zuo Ting nodded“ Then you go to find the immortal platform near Moyun city and the immortal platform near LingXiao palace. Go to one of them and get her back quickly! " Wenshan Zhenjun said“ Yes Both Luo Zhan and Zuo Ting saluted“ Go now, be quick, and be secret Wenshan Zhenjun couldn't hide his tiredness any longer. He closed his eyes and said, "it must be secret. I don't want to let the people in LingXiao palace know, or... Let the people on that side know! And her name is... Yan Qingyang! " Zuo Ting was surprised: "master, if we don't let that side know, how can we not let LingXiao palace know? Oh, by the way, are you afraid of that person? " Wenshan real gentleman waved his hand: "go quickly!" Luo Zhan pulled Zuo ting and dragged him out of the hall. Wenshan Zhenjun sat down on the wide chair, looking at the void with tender eyes, as if he was looking at a person, and murmured, "ah Yin, I've brought our daughter back!"