The Great Destruction Zen Master entered Lingzhou.

Under the spread of the six doors, the news spread throughout the world in less than a day. 、

For the rest of the people who are looking for the Great Destruction Zen Master, whether this news is true or not, they have to go and see.

And for those who can really grasp the whereabouts of the Great Destruction Zen Master, the release of this news from the six doors is a bit suspicious of-stirring.

"Tsk, six doors aren't messy enough. “

Qing Yu walked into Mingyang City, looked at the flow of people around him, and pouted.

Such a situation not only happened in Mingyang City, but also appeared everywhere in Lingzhou. Although the Divine Realm is strong, there is only one person after all, and there is no way to search the huge Lingzhou. Therefore, they need enough minions to search for traces of the Great Exterminator for them.

And the minions are actually no different from cannon fodder, especially when facing the Divine Realm. Among these minions, the wiser ones will pray that they don't really find the Great Destruction Zen Master, because in that case, the first one to die will definitely be themselves.

These smart people are only responsible for fishing, and will never seriously look for them.

As for the stupid ones, how can you say them······

Life and death can only depend on luck.

"But whether they are smart or stupid, the people in Mingyang City are unlucky. ”

Because at this time, the Great Destruction Zen Master was in Mingyang City. According to the results of Qing Yu's calculation on the road to destroy in all directions, the Great Destruction Zen Master is in this city. It is foreseeable that the people in this city will face a life-and-death crisis next.

Qing Yu shook his head slightly, blending into the crowd, like a drop of water dripping into the sea, without a trace.

Mingyang City, Qing Yu came here many years ago, just after leaving Yangcheng. At that time, he was forced by Lu Qifeng to join the six doors, and the first place to report was the Yunlai Inn in Mingyang City.

'It's not far from Yangcheng······

Qing Yu glanced at the south, his eyes flashing with reminiscence.

It was in Yangcheng that he started his rivers and lakes and walked all the way to today. It was also in Yangcheng that he gained Li Xin's subordinate.

It's a pity that he didn't think about it comprehensively, so Li Xin took refuge in six doors. So much so that after Qing Yu's threat became more and more powerful, Lu Qifeng attacked Li Xin.

Qing Yu thought as he walked into a familiar inn, Yunlai Inn.

The Yunlai Inn, which is open all over the world, is the news base of the six doors, and it once opened to the Shendu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. However, after Feng Jiuwu took power, there was no Yunlai Inn in the Northern Zhou.

Under the guidance of the inn junior, Qing Yu walked into a private room upstairs.

"See the Lord of the Mirror. ”X4

Three men and one woman, Xuanyin Sword Su, Jian Ji, Ji Tang and Blood Bat No. 1 saluted respectfully.

"Sit down. ”

Qing Yu asked the four of them to sit down, but he walked to the window and looked at the crowd below.

"Jian Ji, further south, this is the home where you have lived for more than twenty years, do you want to go and see it?" Qing Yu said suddenly.

Jian Ji replied respectfully: "Although Jian Ji has memories of the past, she has no feelings. It's not Kenhime's home. ”

"Don't you have feelings······" Qing Yu laughed at himself, "But I'm a little hypocritical." Yangcheng, as well as Beicang Mountain, although it is an important turning point in my life, but if you really want to talk about feelings, I'm afraid there are not many. ”

He put away some long-lost sorrows in his heart, and became the indifferent and rational Qing Yu again.

"The Great Extermination Zen Master is in this city, Ji Tang, you go and guide those cannon fodder who run errands for others, so that they can contact the Great Extermination Zen Master. Jian Su, Jian Ji, you two are waiting for an opportunity to make a move. And Blood Bat One, you go to the photo studio and the people who change the sky, and ask them what their plans are. Qing Yu commanded.

"Yes, Master Mirror. The four of them said in unison.

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It was night, and suddenly it started to rain in the sky. Rainfall quickly increases and turns into a downpour.

In the Yunlai Inn, there were two more waves of guests.

One of the groups was four monks, two middle-aged monks, and a small monk.

The other group is a little interesting. One old, one middle, one young, three age groups came in together. The three people with different faces and different ages have very similar temperaments.

The temperament of a swordsman.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect Lord Yuan to come to this Lingzhou," the little monk smiled and folded his hands and saluted, "These two should be the predecessors of the Buried Sword Peak, the little monk is polite." ”

"Little monk, let the two psychic realms protect you, your identity should not be simple. The middle-aged swordsman glanced at Shi Jue and said.

"Amitabha, the nephew of the Buddha Enlightenment, these two masters of the Sword Peak are the 'Sword Moves the Southern Heaven' Shen Cangwu Shen Senior, and the 'Seven Changes of the Heavenly Clouds' Nanlin Fengnan Shizhu, these two are all famous swordsmen in the Sword God Lake Sword Hall back then, and they are famous. Xinzhou introduced.

"I've seen Shen seniors, Nan seniors," Shi Jue said, "Recently, the rivers and lakes have been turbulent, and they are sinister and abnormal. The family teacher was afraid that the little monk would encounter an accident, so he let the two uncles and the little monk move forward together. ”

"Oh, you monks in the Great Zen Temple are still so hypocritical, aren't they just to destroy that monk? ”

Nan Linfeng sneered and said to the gray-clothed old man, "Senior Shen, did you say it?"

Shen Cangwu didn't answer, just looked at the three monks opposite, his white eyebrows were like swords, and the eyes under his eyebrows were also like swords looking at Xinzhu and Xinzhou, and said, "When will the Buddha Yuan Hui Sword that the Great Chan Temple took away from my Sword God Lake in the past return to its original owner?"

Buddha Yuan Hui Sword, ranked sixth on the list of famous swords, the peerless famous sword displayed on the Sword Hall that year, but when the Sword God Lake disappeared, this Buddha sword was accidentally lost, and when it reappeared, it had become the first sword of the heart of the Great Chan Temple.

Buried Jianfeng has always believed that the Great Chan Temple secretly stole this Buddha sword, and the Great Chan Temple naturally can't admit it like this, and the two sides have been fighting each other for decades, and there is no result until now.

"Amitabha," Xinzhou said, "The Buddha Yuan Wisdom Sword fell into the hands of Senior Brother Xindu, it was caused by fate, and it is impossible to say that it was taken away." And the Sword God Lake has already disappeared, and Senior Shen is no longer from the Sword God Lake, so how can he ask for the Buddha Yuan Wisdom Sword from our temple on behalf of the Sword God Lake?"

"The monks of the Great Chan Temple still only talk about their mouths," Shen Cangwu closed his eyes slightly, and the sword qi was contained, "In the final analysis, justice still depends on the sword." ”

The south wind on the side is also silently lucky, and the two are full of sword intent, and they are ready to do it.

The heart bamboo and heart boat on the opposite side are also drumming Buddha light, Sanskrit Zen chanting sounds, and the pure and holy air overflows.

The momentum of the confrontation between the two sides made the inn begin to tremble slightly, and the guests upstairs and downstairs all sounded their sirens in their hearts, like animals sensing the arrival of a natural disaster.