My disciples have hidden identities

In an instant, more than 100 people followed behind, shouting at Jing Muxi and the others and rushed over.

Sect Master Cang Tie, who changed his expression at the slightest disagreement, made Bodhi a little puzzled.

Why are people so irritable nowadays?

"Amitabha."

Bodhi sighed deeply: "My Buddha is merciful, it seems that only the wrathful King Kong can have a good communication."

After all, the Buddha's light flashed on his body, and the majesty of heaven and earth descended on him.

"It should have been this way."

Jing Muxi said in a flat tone.

He shook his sword.

The fighting process is extremely simple.

30 seconds later.

In front of the gate of the entire Cang Tie Sect, there were only three people standing.

The wailing Cang Tie Sect disciples were lying on the ground in disorder, screaming again and again.

But Sect Master Cang Tie stood on the spot with a stiff face, standing very straight, trembling all over but did not dare to move a step.

On his neck lay a sword.

In front of him is Bodhi, who is blessed with the power of heaven and earth.

Bodhi looked at Sect Master Cang Tie calmly, and asked softly, "Can we communicate properly now?"

"Ok, Ok!"

Sect Master Cang Tie showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Senior, can you take back the power of heaven and earth, and move this sword by the way..."

The heavenly power on Bodhi's body made him breathless, and the sword on his neck made him tremble even more.

When did their neighbor Shang Qingzong produce such two disciples with extraordinary strength!

An inexplicable swordsman, a monk in the three disasters.

This is not right!

"Big Brother?"

Bodhi withdrew his mighty power and turned to look at Jing Muxi.

Jing Muxi withdrew the wooden sword expressionlessly, and after the feeling of approaching death disappeared, Sect Master Cang Tie breathed a sigh of relief, his body softened and he almost fell to the ground.

He wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and asked cautiously, "What's the matter with you two here?"

After beating the patrolling disciples of the Cangtie Sect, the elder brother of the Cangtie Sect, the great elder of the Cangtie Sect, and the Cangtie Sect Master, he finally got to the point.

Jing Muxi said: "We are ordered by the suzerain to come and find someone."

Sect Master Cang Tie asked suspiciously: "Who are you looking for?"

After thinking for a while, Jing Muxi said: "Look for a monk who is about twenty years old, male, with unknown identity, unknown name, unknown cultivation level, and unknown appearance."

Sect Master Cang Tie: "..."

Are you looking for ghosts!

Bodhi was also a little confused when he heard that, so he interrupted and said, "Cang Tie Benefactor, please bring out the 20-year-old male monk from your noble sect, we will know it at a glance."

"understood."

Sect Master Cang Tie was at a loss, but he nodded in agreement honestly.

There is no way, if you can't beat it, you have to admit defeat.

He kicked the disciples who were pretending to be dead, and returned to the sect with this group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

When Sect Master Cang Tie went back to gather his disciples, Jing Muxi asked Bodhi, "How do you know who the fourth prince is?"

Bodhi smiled slightly: "Buddha has wisdom eyes, able to recognize true and false."

Jing Muxi frowned: "I don't even know what a person looks like, how can I know the truth?"

Bodhi laughed and said, "Just ask and you will know."

After a few minutes.

Sect Master Cang Tie came out with dozens of crooked melons and dates.

"You two friends, these are the young monks in our sect, have you found any of them?"

Sect Master Cang Tie asked.

Bodhi took two steps forward slowly, glanced at the group of bewildered young monks in front of him, and finally stopped his gaze on the three-hundred-jin fat man on the far side.

Well, this one definitely isn't.

Bodhi passed the fat monk and looked at the one next to him.

Well, ugly, certainly not.

Those who are too tall, too short, too thin, too fat, and ugly are all surpassed one by one.

This is not discrimination, he just believes in Emperor Yan's genes.

It wasn't until the seventh time that he stopped in front of a seemingly normal monk, stared at him, and asked directly, "Are you Chi Hongyang?"

There seems to be a magical power in his voice, which can make people lose their minds and enter a state of confusion.

Mostly it is to use the Buddha sound to hypnotize.

The monk's mind was directly controlled, his eyes dimmed all of a sudden, he shook his head like a machine and said, "No."

"Wake up."

After getting the answer he wanted, Bodhi woke up with a soft drink, and walked in front of the next person.

As always, hypnotized by the sound of the Buddha, the mental resistance of these monks is too weak, and none of them can resist Bodhi's words.

In just 10 minutes, Bo asked everyone a question, walked back with a disappointed face, and shook his head at Jing Muxi: "Brother, the person we are looking for is no longer here."

Jing Muxi's face remained unchanged, he never expected to find the fourth prince so easily.

"Leave if you don't, go to the next sect."

Jing Muxi nodded to Sect Master Cang Tie who was smiling dryly beside him, then turned around and left neatly.

He wanted to go to all the sects in Beizhou to find the fourth prince that the suzerain said, and he would not waste time in useless places when he was running out of time.

"Amitabha, thank you Master Cang Tie for your cooperation, next time you are free, welcome to Shang Qingzong as a guest."

Bodhi politely bowed to Sect Master Cang Tie.

"Okay, okay, next time for sure!"

Sect Master Cang Tie was flattered and nodded again and again. In his eyes, Bodhi, the power of the three disasters, was polite to him, which was already very good.

Bodhi smiled and nodded, then turned and followed Jing Muxi.

The two of them didn't even enter Cang Tie Zong's gate, so they almost tormented Cang Tie Zong to death.

After watching Jing Muxi and Bodhi go away, Sect Master Cang Tie let out a long breath, and relaxed his tense nerves.

"An uninvited guest, really an uninvited guest!"

Cang Tie Sect Master said with lingering fear, fortunately they are not hostile, otherwise Cang Tie Sect will suffer disaster.

"When did such a powerful disciple appear in that Shangqing sect? Who exactly are they looking for?"

Sect Master Cang Tie muttered with a puzzled expression.

"Chi Hongyang... Chi Hongyang... Chi Hongyang!?"

Suddenly, his pupils constricted as if he had thought of something, with a look of shock on his face: "Could it be that the name of the fourth prince who ran away from home?!"

"The fourth prince is in Beizhou, and someone has even started to look for it?"

Sect Master Cang Tie's face changed slightly, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Go back to the sect and have a meeting!"

Sect Master Cang Tie hurriedly returned to the sect. He had a feeling that something big was about to happen in Beizhou!

Just a few hours after Jing Muxi and Bodhi went to 'visit' the next sect.

Ji Pingsheng brought Chi Zhengyang to the territory of Huichunzong.

It can't be called a territory, after all, they are also in the wilderness.

A long time ago.

Huichunzong's resident is located in the outskirts of Gubei City, with convenient transportation and convenient travel, and it is a blessed place full of spiritual energy.

but.

Due to the increasing number of Huichunzong disciples, the sound of blasting furnaces day and night disturbed the people of Gubei City, and the exhaust gas from refining medicine all over the sky also polluted the air in a radius of hundreds of miles, causing the fertile fields to wither and the people to suffer.

When it was unbearable, nearly ten thousand people in Gubei City entered the City Lord's Mansion with a piece of notice.

Sue the Huichun Sect for disturbing the people and polluting the environment.

The Huichun Sect was forced to move the sect's residence for a hundred miles, and moved to the barren hills hundreds of miles outside Gubei City.

Although Huichunzong's residence is in the Great Barren Mountain, Ji Pingsheng and the two can still find it at a glance with a distance of hundreds of miles.

No way, it's too conspicuous.

Ji Pingsheng looked into the distance, it was a high mountain of more than 200 meters, the top and bottom of the high mountain was covered by flames, like an erupting active volcano.

"Is that Huichunzong?"

Ji Pingsheng pointed to the volcano in the distance that was emitting big black smoke, and asked blankly.

I never heard that Huichunzong is in the crater!

Chi Zhengyang was also puzzled, and hesitantly said: "It should be, the map points to that mountain."

"Let's go and have a look first."

After Ji Pingsheng hesitated for a while, he still brought Chi Zhengyang closer.

hundred miles.

fifty miles.

ten miles.

The closer one gets to the volcano, the hotter the surrounding air becomes, and no living things can be seen in the surrounding area, reaching the point where not a single blade of grass grows.

When he was only five miles away from the volcano, Ji Pingsheng suddenly stopped in his tracks, staring at the volcano in a daze.

"Zhengyang, what did you hear?"

After Chi Zhengyang listened carefully, he replied truthfully: "I heard continuous explosions."

Like tens of thousands of firecrackers, the sound of continuous explosions came from the volcano, straight into the sky, shaking for several miles.

"That's not the sound of an explosion."

Ji Pingsheng shook his head, looked at the 200-meter-high volcano with admiration, and sighed, "This is the sound of a fryer!"

He had heard Lu and Jin fryer before, so he was familiar with the sound of fryer.

Now he can be sure that this is the residence of Huichunzong.

And that mountain is not a volcano, but a barren mountain ignited by the fire of alchemy!

OMG!

In order to make alchemy, he actually set a mountain on fire, and Brother Jin ascended to heaven with courage!

Ji Pingsheng looked at the burning cloud above the high mountain, pointed to the red-dyed sky on the other side, and asked, "Chiyang, what do you think the sky looks like?"

Chi Zhengyang's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Ji Pingsheng warily. Could it be that the suzerain is testing me?

After pondering for a few seconds, he said cautiously, "Like Chi Hongyang?"

"wrong."

Ji Pingsheng pointed at the fiery red sky and sighed softly, "It's like the burning soul of a worker!"