Chapter 626 Long Po Shu

Near the ruins of Basuko truth temple, there were soldiers and military vehicles.

A long distance away, the cordon was already drawn up, and a large number of tents could be seen within the cordon.

Looking at the current situation, there were soldiers and tents, which were to be stationed near the ruins for a long time as if they were facing a major enemy.

At this time, a group of people were gathered in one of the military tents.

These people were not soldiers, but were dressed in folk costumes. There were old monk sitting dead, Heiwu dressed like an aboriginal stoneware, muay thai boxing masters with bandages on his hands and feet, female muay thai masters with silver swords around him, and ordinary looking ordinary people who couldn't see anything unusual...

These gathered together, causing the surrounding air energy to be disordered, and the spiritual energy in the air to be stirred, but only the cultivators could detect the energy anomaly in the air. It turned out that these people were all cultivators.

He was a strong cultivator with the background of the Xianluo government.

With so many experts gathered together, it was not necessary to guess. They must have come to investigate the truth of the temple explosion. They were also investigating the incident of the army being attacked a few days ago and the loss of the stone coffin.

"Holy monk, you and Long Po tian are both holy monks of Xianluo. As long as you are in Xianluo, you can sense the life state of the other party. You said that Long Potian is not dead. Can you sense the position of Long Potian in the past few hours?"

The so-called holy monk was the old monk sitting there, who kept his eyes shut and did not move. Coupled with his body of flesh and blood withering like brown roots, those who did not know thought it was a corpse.

It looked like a corpse, but there was a terrifying, heart-throbbing energy emanating from it.

It was as deep as a mountain and an old pond.

This old monk was Long Poshu, one of the top ten holy monks in Xianluo.

Xianluo was a religious country, so the holy monk had a very high position among the people. The people present respected the attitude of the holy monk, Long Poshu, and made the dragon lady the lord. Of course, the most important point is that the holy monk is not only a person with high dharma, but also a master of cultivation.

If the ten sages were placed in the ancient times of china, they would have the same lofty status as the protectors of the nation.

The top ten sages were all previous generations of cultivators. If not for the fact that they were still in the early stage of spiritual recovery, the sages' bodies would wither seriously, their cultivation and foundation would be seriously damaged, and their strength would not be restored to its peak, otherwise the strength of the top ten sages would be even more earth-shattering.

But even so, in the eyes of everyone, the holy monk was still the most powerful and unfathomable among all the people present.

Speaking of the holy monk, the other holy monk, Long Potian, was also not weak. This was Long Potian's hometown, so Long Potian chose to stay in his hometown in the late dharma era to wait for the arrival of spiritual recovery.

However, no one expected that the spiritual energy had only recovered for half a year, and one of the top ten holy monks had mysteriously disappeared. Even the temple had not been saved and was razed to the ground.

It was then that Long Poshu, who was also one of the top ten holy monks, came forward personally.

Long Poshu had just arrived in a city before dark. When he first arrived in the city, he immediately sensed that Long Potian was still alive. When he got this result, everyone was glad.

Long Potian was still alive, which meant that things were still under control.

If even the holy monk fell in this explosion, no one thought about the consequences, I'm afraid that many people will die...

Long Poshu did not answer the question immediately.

Instead, he was still sitting with his eyes closed, like a senseless corpse.

Seeing this, the others did not dare to disturb Long Poshu, thinking that Long Poshu was sensing the location of the missing Long Potian.

As a result, the people in the military tent no longer disturbed Long Poshu and began to discuss their own.

"The loss of the stone coffin, the explosion in Basuko truth temple, do you think it could be a leak? The secret of that matter has been lost. It was caused by other countries?"

The first person to speak was the muay thai master, whose hands and feet were bandaged, but it was not an ordinary medical bandage, like a gold bandage.

The man's name was Laila.

In Xianluo, there are only two ways for the poor to get out of the countryside. One is to have surgery, the other is to fight thai boxing. These two industries are short-lived industries. Because of physical reasons, it is difficult for both industries to live to 40 years old.

"Hannah, you are Long Poshu's female disciple. You follow Long Poshu every day. Long Poshu has a high status and can get more information than us. Have you heard anything?" Heiwu, who was dressed like an aboriginal from the stone age and had infant skulls hanging around his neck, opened his ugly black and yellow teeth and looked kindly at the female expert with a silver knife.

However, Heiwu's teeth, which looked like they hadn't brushed in a hundred years, were really not flattering. It seemed that he had bad breath.

Heiwu was embarrassed.

But Hannah was Long Poshu's female disciple, and Heiwu dared not offend her.

"The government here has been monitoring all the migrants in the city and has yet to find any suspicious targets or signs of an increase in the number of westerners or other foreigners. I believe that what Blessed Land is about to open has not been exposed." Hannah, a female thai sword expert, turned her head away and said.

"But we can't rule out the possibility of foreign forces sneaking into the country. This is the situation that the holy monk came here and the government reported to the holy monk."

At this time, another person in the tent said, "A few months ago, Thousand island country Blessed Land opened, was invaded by thousands of countries, and eventually became a large number of western experts, but his own country did not have a master, clearly opened in Blessed Land, but did not even drink a mouthful of soup, this is the root of the destruction of the country. I hope our blockade of information about the opening of Blessed Land will really work. A day trip is the achievement that all of us practitioners want to achieve in our lifetime..."

Behind him floated a baby in a sleeping position with her eyes closed and her arms clasped around her legs.

The baby's body was engraved with black runes, and its whole body was filled with an evil aura. There was a frightening dark power lurking in its body, which made everyone in the room stare at the floating spirit baby with some fear.

When it came to the invasion of Thousand island country, the atmosphere in the tent was temporarily dull.

It was a disaster.

In other countries, a great battle of cultivators broke out, and the resources of cultivation were seized. As the colonial era descended again, the weakest countries suffered the most.

It was precisely because of Thousand island country's experience that Xianluo planned to block the news of Blessed Land from all sides this time in order to realize the dream of overtaking a small country on a curve.

Day trip, Blessed Land...

Chinese culture has been affecting the surrounding countries since ancient times. Chinese character culture, etiquette culture, cultural inheritance, southeast asia, all the countries in east asia are deeply influenced by chinese culture, so the terms "Realm,"" Blessed Land,"" underworld" and so on are no different from the domestic

Just as the discussion continued in the tent, suddenly, boom!

A huge explosion startled everyone present. They suddenly got up and there were cultivators fighting nearby!

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