"You fellow Daoists must be very curious about this thing, and you have been thinking about it for a long time, and there is no progress!" Ishikawa suddenly laughed.

What Ishikawa was referring to was, of course, the red gate over there. This is the passage to the Heavenly Gods, and it is naturally impossible for these monks to discover the mysteries

Not only these monks, but also Ishikawa, who is also a god, has no feeling for this red gate.

It can be seen that the Heavenly God Clan has arranged a special law in this passage, and only its own people are allowed to identify and pass.

"What does this have to do with you, why are you here?" said an old man with a gloomy face.

"These two must die, no one can know our secrets!" said another monk in a cold voice.

"Yes, kill them!"

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Ishikawa smiled silently.

At this moment, a young-looking monk came out of the crowd, and the rest of the monks avoided him, apparently having a slightly higher status.

"Could it be that Daoist friends know something about this?" the young monk asked politely, rather than being as indignant as the other monks.

When Ishikawa heard this, he nodded with a smile and said, "If you don't know anything about this, how did you come here?"

"Do you really know about this?" the young monk's face changed slightly, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

The rest of the monks were also interested when they heard the conversation between the two.

These thirty or so monks have tens of thousands of years of life, and the younger ones have thousands of years of life. However, they did not understand the ancestral hall and the occasional red light in the ancestral hall.

These people also don't know when the ancestral hall began. Why was it built? They are all inherited from their ancestors or teachers.

It is these ancestral halls. And the occasional red light that brought the monks together.

For many years, the monks have been trying to figure out the secret of this red light, and in the ancestral teachings, it is said that there is a shocking secret in this red light.

But this secret has never been penetrated.

Now, a monk appeared here and said he knew something about it. How can it not be of interest to everyone?

"If the two fellow Daoists can unravel this secret, we are willing to accept the two fellow Daoists and share the secret. The young monk said with a smile.

"It's not me who can unlock this secret!" Ishikawa said, pointing to Yulin beside him.

Yu Lin nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a red light rose in Yu Lin's palm.

The faces of all the monks present were suddenly shocked.

The red light in Yulin's hand turned out to be exactly the same as the breath above the red gate. Although this aura is very weak, it is very pure.

The method that Yulin had unleashed made the monks no longer have any suspicions.

"So. Let's ask this fellow Taoist to explain it to us!" the young monk arched his hand and stepped aside.

The rest of the monks retreated. A respectful look on his face.

"Senior!" Yulin arched his hand towards Ishikawa, and seemed to have a thousand words.

"Go ahead!" Ishikawa nodded slightly.

Although the two only made eye contact, they understood each other's minds.

Yulin's eyes showed a trace of reluctance, nodded heavily, turned around and walked slowly.

It took a long stick of incense before Yulin walked to the red gate.

All the monks made no noise, silently waiting for Yulin to explain to them what secrets the red gate hid.

Yulin stepped forward, gently touched the red gate with his hand, and after a moment of silence, he slowly turned around, with a hint of reluctance on his face.

When Ishikawa saw this, he secretly relaxed. It seems that this red gate is indeed the passage to the Heavenly Divine Clan. If not, if Ishikawa wants to take Yulin out of this place, I'm afraid he will have to use some means.

Yulin looked at Ishikawa from afar, bowed respectfully, and then stepped into the red gate. Yulin's figure slowly blurred, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"What about the people, why are they gone?"

The disappearance of Yulin made the monks impatient.

The young monk's eyes flashed, and he said coldly to Ishikawa: "If Daoist friends don't make a reasonable explanation, then don't want to leave this place!"

Ishikawa smiled slightly and said, "I don't know what explanation you want?"

"Fellow Daoist knowingly asked, Why did that fellow Daoist disappear without a trace as soon as he came into contact with the divine light? What is your relationship with that fellow Daoist just now? Who are you?" the young monk asked a few questions in succession.

"As I said earlier, I don't know much about this, that fellow Daoist has disappeared, maybe he will be back in a while, just be patient!" Ishikawa said with a smile.

After seeing Yulin leave, a big stone in Ishikawa's heart finally fell. The matter of promising the barbarian patriarch can be regarded as an end.

In this way, Ishikawa can also search for the Star Soul Star Field with peace of mind.

An old man stepped forward, stared at Ishikawa, and said, "Since Daoist friends can enter this place, their cultivation will definitely not be low, but Daoist friends should not despise our means!"

"If you don't make this clear, don't want to leave here today!" the young monk interrupted the old man directly, "Don't think that we will easily believe your false arguments!"

The young monk continued, "This is the Divine Gate, the path to the Divine Realm!"

When the rest of the monks heard this, their faces changed greatly, and it was the first time they had heard of this, but this monk named Bai Zhuo was very authoritative among the monks, although he was young, but his longevity was the longest among the more than thirty monks, and his cultivation was also extremely high.

Bai Zhuo's words are definitely not groundless, there must be a reason for him.

Although these more than 30 monks have been contemplating this object for thousands of years, in their hearts, there are still secrets that have been passed down from their ancestors.

Ishikawa also raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't expect this person to know so much.

However, Ishikawa is not very interested in these anymore, and what Ishikawa is interested in is how to return to the Star Soul Star Field, return to the mustard space of the mother rodent worm, and find Harukawa.

"Fellow Daoists, whether this thing is a divine gate or not, we have to wait for the Daoist friend who entered it just now to explain!" Ishikawa smiled slightly: "But I'm not interested in this matter now, farewell!"

"Don't want to leave!" The young monk's hand flickered, and a crimson long sword appeared in his hand: "Once you enter the Divine Gate, it is impossible to return again! Since you came with a fellow Daoist just now, you must know the mystery of it, fellow Daoists, stop this person, you must not let him go easily!"

When the rest of the monks heard this, they also took out magic weapons one after another, looking like they were waiting for the battle.

Ishikawa said with a smile: "Why do you Daoists need to be like this? But this is the case, I will also reveal some information to you, this gate is indeed a divine gate, leading to the divine realm, but only the people of the Protoss can use it, the Daoist friend just now is a lost Protoss, as for us and other human monks, it has nothing to do with this Protoss Gate! Daoists don't need to waste time here." ”

"You're lying!" the young monk shouted: "This gate leads to the Divine Realm, the reason why we can't use it is because we don't have the Divine Clan's Law Decision, if we can get the God Clan's Law Decision, we will definitely be able to reach the God Realm through this Divine Gate, enjoy the boundless Divine Realm treasures, and our cultivation speed will increase several times." ”

"That's it, I won't say more, farewell!" Ishikawa arched his hand, smiled slightly, turned and fled quickly.

How could these more than thirty monks let Ishikawa leave easily, no matter what, they would not accept Ishikawa's explanation, after all, they had spent thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, here.

At this moment, the thunderous voice in the sky sounded again: "Everyone wait, hurry to the central hall!

Ishikawa only felt his ears roar and his mind was confused, and it took a quarter of an hour for him to slowly recover.

At this time, looking at the other monks, except for the young monk, the rest of them were glazed over, as if they had not recovered from the stimulation of the sound just now.

This time, Ishikawa really felt the power of the owner of this voice.

This person's cultivation far surpassed Ishikawa's, and even made Ishikawa have a thought that there was nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide. This kind of powerful power that directly induces into the divine consciousness is definitely not something that ordinary monks can have!

Ishikawa took off his sword, and after exerting his divine sense slightly, he fled in the direction from which the voice came.

The young monk pondered for a few moments, but finally did not make a move, but waited for the rest of the monks to regain their consciousness before heading to the central area with the other monks.

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By the time Ishikawa arrived at the central hall, a large number of monks had gathered here, and Ishikawa roughly estimated that there were thousands of them.

And quite a few monks are hurrying over from afar.

The so-called central hall has only four stout pillars. And in the middle of these four pillars, there is a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged, this person is wearing a white robe, his body is plain white, and he looks like a high-ranking person.

Ishikawa was thousands of feet away from this person, and he could feel the powerful aura on this person.

Just like the breath on the statue of a human monk that Ishikawa saw on that strange planet, it was exactly the same.

Soon, there were more and more monks around, and the slightly forward positions were already shoulder to shoulder, and there was only a place to stand.

It's also the first time Ishikawa has seen so many Divine Transformation Stage monks, and he can't help but be a little shocked, although each monk's is very different, but the Transformation Stage Monks, after all, are extremely rare existences.

This is also enough to see the great attraction of the land of divine warfare.

Within a radius of ten thousand feet, the number of monks slowly increased, but it was extremely quiet, and there was no sound except the sound of the wind and the sound of breaking the sky. (To be continued.) )