Botmaster

Yan Jingchen didn't care about the disrespectful appearance of Nanming disciple's smirk, he always said that he was the one who chose the "good thing" of destroying Nanming Temple at the martial arts conference, so naturally he didn't expect others to treat him well. What a good attitude, everyone has to have a temper, not to mention the Nanming Temple, which is only a little smaller than the Kunlun School.

To be honest, if Nan Mingdian could ignore what Yan Jingchen did back then and still show respect to him, then Yan Jingchen would wonder if they had a tendency to shake their bones.

It seems that Yan Jingchen has some connections with that condescending Taoist priest, he raised his head and put his hands behind his back and said arrogantly: "Zuo Zhenren, long time no see, you...you are still growing strong!"

When Zuo Zhenren heard this, his complexion immediately became very foul, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

Cultivators compete with the heavens for their lives, and practice painstakingly in order to live forever, but this Zuo Zhenren is still missing a move. Changsheng is immortal, but his appearance is not unchanged. Compared with the first time he saw it more than 100 years ago Yan Jingchen looked like an energetic young man at that time, but now he looks more than 30 or [-] years old. If he is not wearing a Taoist robe and walking with a sword, he may be no different from ordinary men who have entered middle age and have achieved nothing.

Of course Tong Wu didn't know the origin of it, he didn't get the point of Yan Jingchen's sarcasm at all, but judging from Zuo Zhenren's face, it was probably Yan Jingchen's poisonous tongue that offended him again.

Tong Wu was really angry about Yan Jingchen's poisonous tongue, and felt that he just liked Yan Jingchen.

Zuo Zhenren's face was almost distorted by Yan Jingchen's anger, but he had to maintain a nonchalant smile. Yu Jian turned sideways to make way, "Master Yan, please show the invitation card. I will confirm that it is correct before proceeding." enter."

Yan Jingchen nodded, took out his own and Tong Wu's invitations and handed them over.

Zuo Zhenren took the invitation and looked it over. After confirming that the invitation was not forged, he handed it back to them. At the same time, he looked at Tong Wu without any concealment. , and naturally had a few face-to-face meetings, so it was considered acquaintance, so the zombie Tong Wu who caused a storm in the cultivation world some time ago was naturally the pale and awkward boy who followed Yan Jingchen.

He had heard the headmaster talk about this little corpse repairer before, and his interest in him was not just a little bit.

At this time, Yan Jingchen commanded Ruoshuijian to turn slightly to the side, so that Tong Wu would not have to be directly exposed to Zuo Zhenren's gaze, "How? Since Zuo Zhenren has already verified his identity, can we go there?"

"Naturally, naturally." Zuo Zhenren raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and said meaningfully: "Also invite Master Yan... let's go..."

Yan Jingchen sneered noncommittally, and flew towards the maelstrom with Tong Wu and others. When the martial arts competition really started, who would "go well" might not be sure!

When he flew close to the center of the whirlpool, Tong Wudun felt a gust of salty sea breeze blowing towards his face, as if all the salty flavor that he hadn't noticed along the way had gathered here.

The distance is a little closer, and looking down from above, the speed of the whirlpool is very fast.

No wonder there are so many monks around who can only watch from near or far - the speed of rotation is so fast, if they are not fully prepared or have some skills, I am afraid that they will be smashed to pieces in one go!Tong Wu estimated in his heart that if the maximum speed of the washing machine at home is [-], then the speed of the maelstrom is at least [-] times that of the washing machine.

At this moment, Tan Xin, who had been squatting on the edge of the big fan to observe the maelstrom, turned his head and said to Yan Jingchen, "The rotation speed is 100 million, which is ten times faster than that of more than 100 years ago. Master, what should I do?"

When Tong Wu heard the words, he suddenly felt pain all over his body and died.

When Yan Jingchen heard this, he actually showed some interested expressions, "Oh? It seems that the new head of Nanming Temple has some skills."

"Now is not the time to praise people..." Tong Wu couldn't help complaining leisurely behind him.

"Xiao Wu is right!" Yan Jingchen snapped his fingers, his expression seemed to have suddenly realized, "We should find a way to pass through this entrance now."

"Senior brother, don't tell me you can't do anything." Hong Sui complained.

Tong Wu originally thought that Ziqing, who likes to tear down the stage for his senior brother all the year round, would also intervene, but he didn't expect that he didn't say a word, and turned to look at him, only to find that the expression of the girl became very nympho, and his eyes were staring at him. The maelstrom almost flashed into a heart shape, "Baby baby! Medicinal herbs!"

Tong Wu: "..."

It is no secret that there are many rare marine medicinal materials planted in the Nanming Temple, and it is no wonder that Ziqing, a drug addict, has become a nympho.

Zuo Zhenren was still wandering not far from them, as if he wanted to see how Yan Jingchen could protect the five of them by himself, and to see that he had neither a magic weapon nor a water talisman, Zuo Zhenren thought to himself: Yan Jingchen Ah, Yan Jingchen, do you think this vortex formation is still the one when you entered it alone?What's more, you were alone back then, and now the other four people are counting on you, and someone from Zuo wants to see how you two make it!

It's just that Zuo Zhenren didn't expect that the power of the vortex array in the Nanming Temple had indeed increased, but Yan Jingchen had been doing business in a low-key manner for more than 100 years, and he did not forget to improve his cultivation.

I saw Yan Jingchen raised his hand slightly, and the weak water sword under his feet gave out a clear sword chant. The sound of the sword chant seemed to resonate with the abundant water vapor around him. It wasn't until the group of people in the same group were surrounded by the water wave that the sword sound stopped obediently.

"Let's go!" Following Yan Jingchen's order, several people activated their true energy at the same time, and rushed towards the maelstrom.

Getting closer and closer to the maelstrom, Tong Wu couldn't help becoming nervous, grabbing the hem of Yan Jingchen's T-shirt with both hands, and pulling out the embarrassing folds of the originally flat-ironed T-shirt.

Yan Jingchen patted the hand on his waist lightly, signaling Tong Wu not to be nervous, he wouldn't feel any sadness.

And the fact is as Yan Jingchen said, under the wrapping of his powerful true energy, the moment they entered the water, they really didn't feel anything!They were neither disoriented by the high-speed rotating vortex, nor repelled by the strong water pressure. Under the protection of Yan Jingchen's true essence, the five members of the Kunlun faction fought hard with an extremely powerful attitude as if they were in no one's land. Shengsheng broke through the vortex formation that guarded the first level of the Nanming Temple.

After passing the vortex array and then slowly descending, the surroundings became darker and darker until it was dark.

In the bottomless sea, if it wasn't for the weak water sword still shining white light, I'm afraid it would be in a state where you can't see your fingers, but the weak water sword has a self-illuminating function, and its lighting range is very limited. Only then did people find out tragically that they did not bring lighting tools at all!

At this time, Ziqing finally recovered from the nympho state, he said: "I seem to have a fire pocket in my pocket, I put it in 200 years ago, I don't know if it can still be used." He rummaged through his pockets, first found a pair of big red candles, and then guessed and flipped through the book.

Tong Wu: "..."

"Okay, you, now light the fire, are you looking for death?" Yan Jingchen stopped him in time and saved several people's lives.

Yan Jingchen's true essence has indeed opened up an absolutely safe area for several people, but the protective film condensed by this layer of true essence also has its weakness, that is, although the oxygen within the range can not be affected by pressure changes, it is still there. Limited, at this time lighting the wax to remove the light, wouldn't it be competing with the living for oxygen?

The only dead person present said: I can live without breathing, you can do what you want.

Ziqing resentfully put away the big red candle and fire bag, and sat cross-legged on the fan with her sleeves wrapped around her sleeves, "Then what should I do, the lights are dark here, brother, you have been here before, how do you go?"

"It's not difficult, Xiao Wu, take out the invitation card."

Tong Wu Yiyan took out the invitation card, and Yan Jingchen asked him to try injecting a piece of true energy.

"What's the use? Didn't you try it last time? Nothing changed."

"At that time on the ground, how could the situation be the same as in the water?"

Helpless, Tong Wu could only follow what Yan Jingchen said, injecting a piece of real energy into his invitation, but this time, the invitation changed.

I saw that the roots of the black vines that were originally entrenched on the invitation moved, and the tiny strand of real energy released by Tong Wu was sucked in, as if it was a key to open the door. After the aura belonging to Tongwu was successfully matched, the black flower hanging on the top of the invitation slowly bloomed.

The flowers still hang their heads, and after slowly blooming, they look like a bright lamp hanging above their heads.

At the same time, several people saw a little light shining in the deep and dark sea not far away at the same time.

The tiny rays of light looked like fireflies in the woods from a distance, twinkling and twinkling, and when a few people got closer, they realized that they were night pearls that were bigger than fists, emitting a halo as bright and clear as moonlight , and the soft light of the weak water sword without any impurities complement each other, and the surrounding is brightly lit for a while.

The Nanming Temple is probably really rich, and the night pearls that are bigger than a fist are lined up in two rows in the sea, not affected by the undercurrent of the sea, guiding a few people to a way to the Nanming Main Hall.

With the guidance of Ye Mingzhu, the journey became much more convenient. Tong Wu, who was still a little uneasy before, also relaxed his mind at this moment, and he was still in the mood to joke with Yan Jingchen, "Yan Jingchen, you said that Nanming Palace used Ye Mingzhu to open the way with so much money, and Kunlun Who is richer than Pie?"

"Shh..." Yan Jingchen sneered, and his tone was particularly arrogant, "Based on laurels plus borrowing a knife to kill people and get money, self-employment with a clean net worth, how can these two compare?"

"..." Measured from the moral point of view, it is really incomparable.

While talking, the few people followed the guidance of the Ye Mingzhu and broke into a dense group of seaweeds. The thickness of these seaweeds was comparable to that of hair.

Tong Wu felt that his scalp was a little fried, and he felt inexplicably disgusted, and prayed frequently in his heart to leave this seaweed group as soon as possible.

At this moment, the guiding luminous pearl suddenly broke, and Tong Wu immediately felt terrible. Are they going to get lost in this piece of seaweed that seems to eat people?