Dominator System of Myriad Realms

Chapter 105 Questioning
Things like luck are illusory, mysterious and mysterious, but Zhang Chen is sure that such things absolutely exist.

In other words, fate.

Like the world of Tang Shuanglong, when Emperor Sui Yang was in power, in Zhang Chen's eyes, Li Shimin could become emperor in later generations, this is the so-called fate.

The same is true for Lu Xueqi. Others need to cultivate for nearly a hundred years, but she only needs a few decades to achieve such an achievement.

Leaning on his shoulder, Lu Xueqi nodded slightly, and said: "Master has gone down the mountain under the order of the real master..."

However, before she finished speaking, Zhang Chen picked her up in a princess's arms and walked straight to the bamboo building.

Lying in his arms, Lu Xueqi's pretty face was as red as clouds, and her tenderness was like water.

After half a stick of incense, in the bamboo building near the moon-watching platform, as pieces of clothes fell down, there was a low groan rising and falling.

Stepping on the red waves and rolling, the hibiscus tent is warm.

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In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

In the early morning, the Qingyun Mountain Range was shrouded in clouds and mist, streams of light and Buddha's light tore through the clouds and mist, and finally landed on Tongtian Peak.

In the courtyard, Zhang Chen narrowed his eyes and walked slowly out of the courtyard.

After half a ring, the melodious sound of bells and cauldrons was heard from the towering Tongtian Peak, echoing among the mountains.

At the same time, several streamers from Fenghui Peak, Luoxia Peak and other mountain ranges rushed to Tongtian Peak.

Pass through Yunhai Square, step onto the Hongqiao Bridge, walk up the white jade stairs, and enter the Yuqing Hall. You can see that the first seats of each line have been seated one by one. A disciple of Fenxiang Valley.

During the Battle of Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxiang Valley joined forces to resist the Demon Cult. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaofan's affairs were discovered. Tianyin Temple wanted an explanation, and Fenxiang Valley came to join in the fun in the name of the loss of Xuanhuo Jian.

In the hall, Daoxuan was the leader, and the leaders of each lineage were sitting on him with serious expressions.

In front of the hall, the disciples who participated in the battle at Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea were also lined up.

As soon as Zhang Chen stepped into the Yuqing Palace, he felt many eyes falling on him, and he didn't care about it.

Reverend Cangsong said in a strange way: "Reverend Lingyu, what do you think about Zhang Xiaofan's matter?"

"The master master is here, it's not my turn to speak."

After speaking, Zhang Chen looked at Tianyin Temple and said, "Abbot Puhong, we meet again after half a month."

Pu Hong's face was slightly startled, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

Hearing this, Zhang Chen looked away. It seemed that these old bald donkeys had not noticed the matter about the wordless jade.

Daoxuan sat in the first seat, looked at Tian Buyi and Cang Song, and said: "Junior Brother Tian, ​​Junior Brother Cangsong, Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley, what's going on?"

Cangsong took a step forward and said: "Senior brother, we are waiting to resist the Demon Sect at Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea. During the fierce battle, the senior brother of Tianyin Temple discovered that the Taoism Zhang Xiaofan learned was clearly the Great Burning Prajna of Tianyin Temple. The high level of the Demon Cult also recognized the magic weapon in his hand, it was the Blood-devouring Orb of the black-hearted old man 800 years ago..."

"what!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the heads and elders of the various veins in the Yuqing Hall suddenly changed.

Blood-phagocytic beads.

You know, 800 years ago, the black-hearted old man held the blood-devouring orb, and all the masters of the righteous way turned pale when they talked about it.

But this blood-devouring orb has disappeared for a hundred years, how could it appear in Zhang Xiaofan's hands?

Hearing this, Daoxuan's expression changed slightly, and he said: "Where is Zhang Xiaofan, did you bring back the Blood-devouring Orb?"

"Reporting to the master, senior brother, Zhang Xiaofan is in the law enforcement hall and has brought the blood-devouring beads with him. Junior brother will order someone to bring him here."

As he said that, Cang Song did not forget to look at Zhang Chen proudly.

In fact, he knew better than anyone else the origins of the Blood-devouring Pearl and the Great Burning Prajna, but he did not dare to tell them.

Back then, when Puzhi went to Qingyun, he was refused to go down the mountain, so he went down the mountain himself to rob and kill him.

Unexpectedly, Puzhi's mana was so powerful that both of them lost in the fight. As for Caomiao Village being wiped out, he was quite surprised.

Back then, when he took Lin Jingyu under his family, on the one hand, he valued the former's aptitude, and on the other hand, he wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the Blood-devouring Orb.

What disappointed him was that after five years, he had not received any information about the blood-devouring beads.

When Cang Song left, Daoxuan looked at Zhang Chen and sighed: "Elder Lingyu, you are a good disciple."

Zhang Chen's face remained unchanged, and he said: "Sect Master, no matter what Zhang Xiaofan is, he is just a disciple of Yuqing Realm, how could he get the Blood-devouring Orb and "Great Burning Prajna", there may be something strange in it, I hope the Master Master will find out .”

"This matter, Pindao has his own measure."

For a while, the main hall was silent, Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxianggu Zhengdao three major sects had their own thoughts.

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After two sticks of incense, Daoist Cangsong left and returned, followed by a young man in Qingyun robe.

When Zhang Xiaofan stepped into the Yuqing Palace, he felt all eyes focused on him.

In the center of the hall, on top of the main seat, the respected, immortal Daoxuan Daoxuan sits on it, and on the small coffee table beside him, there is a magic weapon connected with the soul, which is his fire stick.

Looking at Zhang Chen in the hall, Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed the words that came to his mouth in the next second.

Master Cangsong said: "Brother sect master, Zhang Xiaofan has already arrived."

On the first seat, Daoxuan looked at the lonely boy in the hall with a calm face.

For a moment, the scene of the massacre of Caomiao Village appeared in his mind, and the sharp eyes became gentler.

"Zhang Xiaofan, these are seniors of the righteous way, the abbot of Tianyin Temple, Puhong Divine Monk..."

As the host, Daoxuan naturally couldn't lose his courtesy, after some introductions, he said: "Now, I have a few things to ask you, you must answer honestly."

Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice, "Yes, the Master Master."

Glancing at the blood-devouring bead, after deliberation for a while, Daoxuan said: "This time at Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, the Tao method you used when fighting against the disciples of the Demon Sect was actually the 'Great Burning Prajna' of Tianyin Temple. Is there such a thing?" thing?"

After being silent for a while, Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the hall, except for Puhong and Pukong sitting in front, including Faxiang, whose expression remained unchanged and remained silent.

In the Qingyun Sect, the faces of the heads of all branches were quite ugly, Shuiyue glanced at Zhang Chen, and sighed softly.

Daoxuan frowned, and looked at Divine Monk Puhong.

However, Puhong closed his eyes at this moment, clasped his hands together, and rubbed the prayer beads, as if he had no intention of asking.

Daoxuan was quite surprised and secretly sighed that Puhong's heart was as solid as a rock.

Tianyin Temple's Zhenpai skills were all learned secretly, and he was able to sit still.

"Zhang Xiaofan, is the bead on the top the 'Blood-devouring Bead', a monster of the Devil's Cult?"

Looking at the fire stick, Puzhi's words from back then echoed in his ears.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaofan nodded with a pale face.

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