[Chapter 708: The Three Great Masters Gather!]

The first to arrive at the Jokhang Temple, it is the Shangqing Temple's view of the master Yun Wei Xueyun Zhenren, one to the Jokhang Temple and the Shangqing Temple is the closest, the two have always been good friends, the common martial arts of the bull's ear, hearing the news, Yun Zhenren is naturally non-stop to come.

Within a few days, Sun Yunhe, the great elder of the Drunkard Hall, and Bingxin Jingyue, the leader of the Golden Hand Society, also arrived on the front foot and the back foot.

The four major sects are usually in the same spirit, and at this critical moment, they will naturally not lag behind.

Bingxin Jingyue forcibly rushed through the level, and the injury had not yet recovered, and Sun Yunhe and Yun Zhenren were also surprised when they saw it.

"Ice Heart Guild Master, how can this be?"

Sun Yunhe was an old man in shabby clothes, carrying a huge red gourd on his back, and the gourd was full of wine, which was also their habit of drunken man.

This time, the Jokhang Temple was in a hurry, and the news sent by the Golden Hand to the three parties, Sun Yunhe and Yun Weixue, I am afraid that they did not have time to receive it.

Bingxin Jingyue also expected that this must be the case, she had just sent Feng Ziyue away, and she received a summons from the Jokhang Temple, and sent someone to recover Feng Ziyue, but it was too late, thinking that if he arrived at Shangqing Temple, he would definitely get the news and come to the Jokhang Temple, so he was not in a hurry.

On the one hand, she also sent someone to Shangqingguan to send a letter to find Feng Ziyue, and on the other hand, she also went out of the customs on her own and went to the Jokhang Temple, taking this opportunity to get together, but she could take this opportunity to talk about the matter of Tianmen clearly.

Originally, she wanted to wait for Feng Ziyue to return the tokens of the four factions to each faction and organize a gathering of the four great masters, but this time, it saved effort.

The ascetic master did not see any guests in retreat, but the three of them took the opportunity to have a deep talk.

When Sun Yunhe and Yun Weixue heard that she had forcibly broken through the sixteenth level of the Golden Cloth Divine Skill, causing the martial arts true spirit to lose control, they couldn't help but change their complexions.

They are all grandmaster-level masters, so they naturally know what kind of situation the martial arts true spirit is out of control.

"That is to say, it was that Feng Gongzi who helped you destroy the true spirit of the martial arts, and this can make up for a disaster......"

Yun Weixue frowned, this master of Shangqing Temple, dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, wearing a Taoist temple on his head, his appearance was clear and heroic.

Bingxin Jingyue nodded, "Although he has not reached the Grandmaster Cultivation, but his martial arts are so high, I am afraid that he is not below a few of us, in my opinion, he should have obtained the inheritance of the four ancestors......"

On the same day, Fengziyue Jinshou Hall performed martial arts, and the martial arts of the four patriarchs recruiting monks, chaotic people, Baili Frost Wind and Hu Bugui were vividly interpreted, which made people not believe it.

Speaking of this, Bingxin Jingyue was also extremely cautious, she knew that this was related to the inheritance of the four major sects, and it should not be taken lightly.

Sure enough, after Sun Yunhe and Yun Weixue heard this, their faces were heavy, and they repeatedly asked about the details.

This is not an ordinary thing, of course, it is not that they can't believe the vision of Bingxin Jingyue, since the Golden Hand Club has recognized this Feng Ziyue as the protector of the outer mountains, even if it is an important endorsement, this *** Zhi should be credible.

When he arrives here and takes out the tokens of the three factions, there will be no mistake.

"He said that the incident of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace that day was caused by Tianmen behind the scenes?"

"Then I sent an heir, and I was also plotted by the Heavenly Gate?"

Minghe Daoist and Zhao Fu, a disciple of the Drunkard Hall who was trapped by the Zhenlong leyline that day, have been missing for a long time, and their two major sects have been tracking down for many days without results.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ziyue was able to provide news of these two people!

"Uncle Minghe......"

"Uncle Zhao......"

The seniority of these two people is a generation higher than them, Yun Weixue and Sun Yunhe can't help but grit their teeth when they mention it.

Especially when Yun Weixue heard that the Crane Dao people were still trapped in the ice for thousands of miles, she was even more anxious, but he was a fine person, and after thinking about it for a while, he already knew the difficulties and dangers.

"Lord of the Ice Heart Society, are you saying that my Uncle Minghe is trapped in the ice for thousands of miles, and even that Feng Gongzi can't save him?"

"Not bad!"

Bingxin Jingyue nodded, "He said that when he met Uncle Minghe at that time, he had not yet broken through the realm of the gods of the moves, and he could not be rescued from him, but even if there was a breakthrough later, he couldn't break this move for the time being, and the cultivation of the person who made the move was still above his current cultivation!"

The four major sects are in the same spirit, and it is not surprising that they call each other uncle.

When Yun Weixue heard this, her face became even more solemn.

"Black Swamp Hell, Frozen for a Thousand Miles......"

He muttered to himself, turned his head, and smiled at Sun Yunhe.

"Old Sun, these two moves are not duckweed's martial arts......"

The two heirs were imprisoned for a thousand years, and even Feng Ziyue couldn't crack it for a while, and there was no doubt that such martial arts were a grandmaster-level shot.

But these two moves are not duckweed's martial arts style, what this means, they naturally know.

In other words, on the side of Tianmen, there are at least two hidden grandmaster-level masters - that is to say, the strength of Tianmen should actually have subdued the alliance of the four major sects.

Although there are four grandmaster-level masters among the four major sects, there should be no difficulty in containing these four people.

The other two masters made a move, and the four major sects were afraid that it would be extremely difficult to resist.

Of course, if it is based on the general altar and defends according to the danger, it will not be so easy for Tianmen to take them down.

"What's so strange about this," Sun Yunhe also sighed, "Old Yun, it's not that we can't guess, there should have been other grandmasters in the Heavenly Gate, I think, the last possibility is the three evil ...... in the world back then."

"The only ...... I can't figure it out"

He took off the gourd on his back, took a sip, and said with a wry smile: "It's why duckweed has such good patience and doesn't do it until now." ”

Thousands of years ago, duckweed Cangsheng already had a good deck of cards in his hand, but he had been waiting for it to make a move, until today, although the prestige of Tianmen is high, it is only a situation equal to the four major sects.

These great grandmasters naturally don't believe that duckweed is a kind-hearted person, and his ambition is known to passers-by.

It's just that the reason why he hasn't done it all the time is strange.

"No matter what," Yun Weixue shook her head, "Lord Bingxin, that is to say, what that Feng Gongzi means is to unite our four major sects to fight against the Heavenly Gate together?"

"Not bad!"

Bingxin Jingyue nodded, "If the matter of the four ancestors was really behind the Tianmen, then even if it wasn't for the call of the Feng Gongzi, my Golden Hand Society and the Heavenly Gate would not share the sky!"

The significance of the hundred miles of frost wind to the Golden Hand Society is far greater than that of several other ancestors, as the ancestor who single-handedly created the Golden Hand Society, the prestige of the Golden Hand Club is extremely high, and Bingxin Jingyue must avenge him!

Sun Yunhe let out a long laugh and took another big sip of wine, "The four major sects have always been in the same breath and branches, advancing and retreating together, since the Golden Hand Club has decided, the Drunkard Hall must also be attached, and the Lord of the Ice Heart Association can rest assured!"

He is a bold man, who makes a decision without hesitation.

Yun Weixue smiled and shook her head, "You two, it's still like back then, if this is the case, Shangqingguan will not stay out of the matter, and I will also go to discuss with the ascetic master - but before that, we must meet this Fengziyue first!"

His eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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When Feng Ziyue arrived at the Jokhang Temple, someone had already received him in front.

This is the person that the four great masters have to meet, and the Zhike monks of the Jokhang Temple naturally dare not slack off.

"Excuse me, is it the Feng Gongzi who came here from overseas and came here through the Golden Hand Club and Shangqing Guan?"

The monk respectfully asked Feng Ziyue.

Feng Ziyue knew that it must be the news of Bingxin Jingyue, and even she herself had arrived at the Jokhang Temple, so she smiled and nodded, "It is here, this master, I heard about the decisive battle between the ascetic master and people, and I came to watch the ceremony, I don't know if the Golden Hand will be the master of the Bingxin Society, but it has arrived, can you pass it on to me?"

"That's natural, Feng Gongzi, please come with the poor monk, in addition to the Lord of the Bingxin Society, the Lord of Shangqing Guanyun Guan and the Elder Sun of the Drunken Weng Hall are waiting for you, as soon as Feng Gongzi arrives, please meet you in Shangning Zen Temple. ”

"Oh?"

I didn't expect that Bing Xin Jingyue had already passed the news with the other two grandmasters so quickly, and it seemed that after hearing about the Hundred Miles of Frost Wind, the Golden Hand Society really went all out.

Feng Ziyue smiled: "That doesn't know the ascetic master......"

"The ascetic master was preparing for the decisive battle three days later, and during the retreat, he did not see any guests, and even Yun Zhenren wanted to see him, but he was politely refused, and after the decisive battle, he should be able to meet. ”

The monk is polite, he doesn't know what kind of character the other party is, but he can let the three grandmasters wait for the guests to be seen together, and the identity is naturally not simple!

He said that if he wanted to see the ascetic master, there should be no problem.

Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and felt a little inappropriate in his heart.

The ascetic master attached so much importance to this decisive battle, so before the decisive battle, he did not even see the other grandmasters, and only retreated in the back.

In his heart, is there no certainty of victory?

The person who challenged this was really a Chu madman?

His heart moved, and he asked, "Master, may I ask who is the one who challenged the ascetic master this time? Have you ever seen it?"

"Why didn't you see that person?" The monk smiled bitterly, led the way, and turned back and said: "This person refuses to be named, so he is blocked at the door, and the poor monk should be the ...... who sees him the most."

At the beginning, the door was blocked, and the unlucky one was the monk who knew the guest, of course, he first persuaded him with good words, and people did not leave, and wanted to find someone to drag it away, but before he got close, he was shocked by the momentum and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the other party did not mean to hurt anyone, so he was not injured.

"What does that man look like?"

Feng Ziyue was overjoyed when he heard that he had seen it, and hurriedly asked.

The monk recalled, frowned and described: "This man is tall and burly, not angry and arrogant, wearing a black cloak, short hair and gray hair, never speaks, everything is the mouth of a servant hiding in the shadow of his cloak......"

“...... Strange to say, the servant was also tall and great, but he didn't know how to stand beside him as if he didn't exist!"

Feng Ziyue's heart was shocked, he finally determined who was the one who challenged the Jokhang Temple!

Sure enough—

His grandfather, who used to be the best in the world-

Chu! mad! people!