I Have Been Bound To The Forbidden Area For 500 Years, Why Are You Crying When I Become An Independe

What?

Just a corpse and a few scriptures?

The words of this Qingxuan Holy Land disciple made a group of people outside the ancient temple startled.

How can this be?

This ancient temple is extremely hidden, and the power of prohibition is even more powerful. There is even Buddhist magic power to block it. With so many methods, shouldn't it be normal to hide the treasure?

Nothing at all?

Even Guan Xuelan frowned slightly at this moment: "Have you searched carefully?"

"Reporting to the sect master, the disciples and others searched absolutely carefully."

"This ancient temple is not big. There is not even a Buddha statue in it. Except for a few Buddhist scriptures and the body of the bald donkey, there is nothing else."

"Those few scriptures are just mortal objects. They have been around for a long time. As soon as the disciples touched them, they shattered into slag in an instant."

Several Qingxuan Holy Land disciples responded one after another.

Their eyes were full of calmness, and they were obviously not lying.

But the more calm he was, the more Jiang Xun next to him couldn't sit still:

"This is impossible!"

"There is absolutely no way there is nothing in here!"

Um?

Everyone was puzzled.

But Jiang Xun took the lead and rushed in.

Guan Xuelan frowned slightly, but still took a step behind Jiang Xun, and she appeared in the ancient temple in an instant.

Looking at it, it turns out that it is exactly what the previous disciples said.

This ancient temple looks decent from the outside, but it is actually empty inside. Even the Buddha statue that was supposed to be placed is empty. Instead, there is the body of a bald monk sitting cross-legged with his eyebrows closed.

This person should have been quite strong during his lifetime.

Now the vitality should have been extinct for many years, but the physical body is still not destroyed.

In addition to the corpse, there were some dust and debris beside it, which was obviously the problem that the disciples of Qingxuan Holy Land saw just now.

"This is impossible?"

"Guidelines can't be wrong!"

"There must be a treasure in here!"

"What's going on? What went wrong?"

"Damn, damn!!!"

But he saw Jiang Xun next to him, muttering in a low voice at the moment, his eyes constantly searching the ancient temple, and even ran to the body of the eminent monk to rummage around.

There was already a bit of resentment in his eyes.

However, Guan Xuelan only felt distressed when she saw this scene.

Ever since the Heavenly Grade sword was destroyed last time, his beloved little disciple has been a little depressed, so this time he asked him to come out to help, and Guan Xuelan agreed without any hesitation.

I thought there would be a chance here.

But now it seems...

"It's all this bald donkey's fault for making my disciple so sad!"

Guan Xuelan suddenly turned her head and looked at the monk's body with a bit of resentment. She immediately raised her right hand and slapped the monk's body with a palm.

This time, the power Guan Xuelan used was not weak.

Because when she broke through this place just now, there was actually a special force attached to it. The power was weak and she suppressed it temporarily. She was worried that there was something strange about the monk's body, so she didn't want to hold back any more.

but.

What surprised Guan Xuelan.

The imagined power balance did not appear. Under this palm, the monk's body turned into ashes instantly like paper.

"This bald donkey has used all his strength to defend against enemies outside the ancient temple? Has his physical strength been exhausted long ago?"

Guan Xuelan guessed the result instantly, but then she became confused: "Is this bald donkey crazy? Is he spending so much effort guarding the air?"

Just as he was thinking about it, his fingers suddenly felt a dull pain, and that weird power entangled him again, making Guan Xuelan's eyes flash with coldness.

She no longer hesitated, and used the power of Mahayana to destroy all the strange power.

only......

Just when that power was completely wiped out, a towering hall in the Western Desert suddenly shook violently.

Immediately afterwards.

A heart-shaking voice came out:

"The three bodies have appeared in the Eastern Wasteland, and the consequences of their karma have entangled that person."

"Law Manifestation, you go and get the treasure back."

As he finished speaking, he saw a certain Buddha statue in the main hall, which had been with its eyes closed, slowly opened its eyes, and then walked directly down from the lotus platform, step by step, and walked out of the main hall.

Step towards the east!

There is Buddha light shining on him!

All the people he encountered fell to their knees.

Venerable is born.

Subdue demons, slay demons!

...

As for the movements in the West Desert, Guan Xuelan didn't know.

She would never have thought that there was a Buddha statue heading towards her in the Western Desert. At this moment, Guan Xuelan had just returned to Qingxuan Holy Land with her beloved little disciple.

Returning empty-handed this time, her face turned extremely ugly.

Especially when she saw the lost look of her beloved disciple next to her, she became even more irritable. However, irritability was still irritation, so Guan Xuelan still comforted her with words:

"Jiang Xun, don't be discouraged. Your second senior sister has started to forge a new weapon for you again. This time, more natural materials and earthly treasures are used. I believe that it will be successfully forged soon, and it will definitely surpass the last Dragon Song Sword. !”

"Thank you, Master, for your care." Jiang Xun came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed, but his face was still a little depressed: "It's just..."

"Just what?"

"I'm just worried that there will be that thunder next time..."

"Don't worry, I will set up a big formation for you this time and protect the law personally. If thunder dares to come again that day, let's see if I don't smash the thunder cloud into pieces!"

With the words of Master Mahayana Stage, Jiang Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that I had lost my temper just now, I hurriedly thanked you, and then volunteered:

"Master, I have heard that the sect's low-level talismans are in serious shortage recently. Even the fifth senior sister has been making talismans for many days in a row. The disciple plans to go to Mo Shu Peak to help the fifth senior sister in order to unlock our Qingxuan Holy Land. It is urgent and I hope Master will give me permission."

"Your top priority is to continue practicing..." Guan Xuelan hesitated.

"Master, you can practice at any time, but compared to the improvement of the disciples, the sect is the most important!"

This is said with sincerity.

Guan Xuelan smiled when she heard this: "Well, it just so happens that you have reached Great Consummation, so you don't have to practice hard to break through the realm. Maybe going to Mo Shufeng can help you break through the realm as soon as possible. It just so happens that you are with Fu Lu I also have a strong talent, and with your help, I feel relieved as a teacher."

"Thank you Master for your promise, I will definitely live up to my command!"

"Well, go ahead."

Soon, Jiang Xun drove away with his flying sword.

Looking at his back, Guan Xuelan couldn't help but nodded.

This young disciple of mine not only has unparalleled qualifications and solid skills in the Six Paths, but most importantly, he is kind-hearted and well-behaved.

Suddenly, Guan Xuelan thought of Gu Xiu, who was silent all day long and even threatened her with the abandoned sect spirit contract.

Suddenly I felt that it was a good thing that a loser like Gu Xiu was gone.

Save your eyes!

Just thinking about this, Guan Xuelan suddenly frowned, and with a sudden movement, he came to a gloomy valley.

This is the Ten Thousand Puppet Valley of Qingxuan Holy Land, and it is Guan Xuelan’s sixth disciple.

He Mengyun’s residence!

This is a disciple who gives Guan Xuelan a headache.

He Mengyun has been taciturn since she was a child and doesn't like to talk. She prefers to be close to all kinds of puppets. In recent years, she rarely goes out. Even as a master, she can only see him occasionally.

Guan Xuelan was already used to it.

However, over the past year, my sixth disciple suddenly had some bad tendencies.

Like right now.

He Mengyun should have been refining the puppet before, but suddenly, her soul left her body quickly and hit the soul stone used to erase the puppet's own soul!

If we really hit him this time.

It's not that he was seriously injured, but that his soul was shattered!

"Traitor, stop!"

Guan Xuelan hurriedly took action, and the power of Mahayana Supreme immediately stopped He Mengyun. Unexpectedly, He Mengyun seemed to have made up his mind this time.

The soul was stopped by Guan Xuelan, but it was still struggling desperately.

even.

The soul suddenly stared at Guan Xuelan with extremely vicious hatred:

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Guan Xuelan, you bitch, you deserve to die!"

"No, it's us, we all deserve to die!"

"They all deserve to die!!!"

"..."