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Jueming Temple.

The last temple in the Dagan Dynasty.

The towering pagoda stands at the corner of the Tianmu Mountains.

The small eunuchs of Dongchang surrounded the normally empty temple gate.

"Amitabha!"

"Jiang Benefactor has long put down his butcher knife and voluntarily shaved to enter my Buddhist school."

"Everything in the past is a thing of the past."

"I hope everyone will not be aggressive!"

Abbot Yinguang of Jueming Temple clasped his hands together and spoke earnestly.

Standing in front of Abbot Yinguang was Dong Tianbao who had stepped into the alchemy realm.

Originally, he shouldn't be leading the team himself, but Dong Tianbao was struggling to find a way to step into the magical realm after entering the Congealing Core Realm.

Mr. Wan took the lead in stepping into the realm of supernatural powers.

Dong Tianbao couldn't help feeling a sense of crisis in his heart.

Among the people under Emperor Qian's command, he should be the only one at the bottom.

From desperately taking the Explosive Blood Pill to cultivating desperately later, the realm of martial arts is rapidly improving, but the lifespan is also greatly reduced.

I thought my whole life was over like this.

But the last time Emperor Qian of Taihua Palace summoned nine people to teach the method of condensing elixir with purple qi.

One of them was himself.

Emotions of excitement and anxiety were mixed in my heart.

250 Chen Qingzhi, one of the four commanders of Yu Linwei, led 7,000 people to destroy the Shangwu Dynasty, but he was not summoned by Emperor Qian.

He was a man who was dawdling in the East Factory all day, but he was unexpectedly summoned.

Moreover, the Ziqi Congealing Alchemy Method taught by Emperor Qian has already entered the realm of congealing alchemy.

This is simply unimaginable.

After all, as Qiandi's martial arts realm is getting higher and higher.

Dong Tianbao became more and more aware of the gap between himself and Emperor Qian.

He may even have the illusion that he is not worthy of being a tool.

But Qiandi's summoning gave him a shot in the arm.

He is more and more eager to be the first to break through the supernatural powers to be rewarded by Emperor Qian.

There is no need for substantial rewards, even just a glance is fine.

Dong Tianbao began to practice desperately for this.

It's a pity that he got nothing until he left the customs.

His Majesty Qian's outline of the magical lines of soaring clouds and driving fog is mysterious and unpredictable, so how could he be able to comprehend it?

Dong Tianbao's confidence was hit hard.

at this moment.

The little eunuch of Dongchang reported on the hunt and killing of the remnants of Jianghu.

Jiang Wudao, as a rookie in the blood god sect, is a first-class martial artist (dadf) at a young age, and the exercises he practices need to be guided by human blood.

Dong Tianbao didn't have much interest in these small fish and shrimps.

But I overheard the little eunuch talking about Jiang Wudao's cunning and the other party talking nonsense when he was drunk to slander His Majesty Qiandi.

This made the irritable Su Tianbao instantly furious.

Ever since, he personally led the little eunuch of Dongchang to hunt Wudao.

Seeing that Jiang Wudao was about to be caught, the old monk of Jueming Temple dared to stand up and say some nonsense.

"Old thing, get out of here now!"

"Otherwise, I will destroy Jueming Temple of yours, and not a single monk will be left behind!"

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Dong Tianbao's mouth.

Let's not talk about other aspects for now.

Just the fact that Jiang Wudao killed dozens of people during his escape was enough to make him die without a place to bury him.

If this old monk dares to challenge the laws of the Dagan Dynasty with the temple's nonsense.

Then Su Tianbao doesn't mind letting the other party see whether it's his head that's hard, or his fist that's the size of a sandbag is harder!

"Benefactor, why get angry!"

Suddenly.

The vigorous internal force reverberated in front of the empty temple gate.

The old monk with a calm and serene face came from a distance.

Behind the old monk, two acquaintances followed one after another.

"Junbao?"

Dong Tianbao couldn't help blurting out when he saw the familiar figure.

Zhang Junbao and the head of the Discipline Academy of Guangming Temple stood behind the old monk together.

Dong Tianbao's complexion changed rapidly, he looked at the head of the Discipline Academy and sneered, "You are so lucky that you didn't become a hedgehog.

The head of the Discipline Institute gritted his teeth and looked at Dong Tianbao who sneered disdainfully.

On the night that Guangming Temple was destroyed, he almost became a living target.

If Zhang Junbao hadn't escaped with his back for medical treatment, he would have died long ago.

Now that Dong Tianbao brought up the old matter again, he had to be filled with hatred.

"Patriarch, that's him!"

"This kid is extremely ruthless, killing people without blinking an eye."

"I also hope that the Patriarch can avenge this bloody revenge for the brothers and sisters in Guangming Temple."

The head of the Discipline Academy suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the Patriarch of Daguangming Temple.

"Old Monk Bodhidharma..."

"Enough, I'm not interested in the names of dead people..."

Dong Tianbao suddenly raised his arm to interrupt Master Bodhidharma's introduction.

He and Zhang Junbao had already spoken beforehand.

Guangming Temple let him go that time, and when they meet again, they will never die.

Since he doesn't know what is good or bad and insists on getting involved, it's his own fault.

"Tianbao, turn around!"

"Look at what you look like now, it's just crazy.

"Patriarch Bodhidharma is the patriarch of Da Guangming Temple. He was the martial arts supreme who once overwhelmed the Wantang Dynasty. He is honored as the martial arts myth!"

Zhang Junbao hurriedly introduced the martial arts realm of Bodhidharma to make Dong Tianbao fearful.

But what he and the head of the Discipline Academy did not expect was Dong Tianbao's disdainful smile.

"Ha ha ha ha..…"

"I thought it was a senior who came from somewhere."

"It turns out that half a step of true energy dares to act wildly in front of me!"

Dong Tianbao's feet flew up with a little force, and without any politeness, it was a whip kick that was as fast as lightning and powerful.

boom!

A terrifying air wave erupted between fists and kicks.

Patriarch Bodhidharma flied towards the rear at a high speed, grabbed Zhang Junbao and the head of the Discipline Academy with his backhand, and fled away.

Dong Tianbao looked at their leaving figures without saying a word.

Turning around, he focused all his attention on Abbot Yinguang of Jueming Temple.

"kill!"

Not a word of superfluous nonsense.

The little eunuchs from Dongchang immediately rushed forward.

Patriarch Bodhidharma dragged the two of them to a distance and landed on a river.

"Patriarch, Tao why...

The voice of the chief seat of the Precepts Academy did not finish.

puff!

A blood arrow spurted out.

Patriarch Bodhidharma's arm is at a strange angle.

It was a miracle that he was able to grab the two of them and escape at the same time.

"This person's skill is far stronger than mine!"

"I really didn't expect the little Daqian dynasty to be so crouching."

The words of Patriarch Bodhidharma stunned the head of the Discipline Institute and Zhang Junbao.

Especially Zhang Junbao's mood was mixed.

Not seen in a short time.

The former old friend is actually comparable to the legendary master Bodhidharma of the martial arts.

What happened to the Daqian Dynasty?

Patriarch Bodhidharma went up to the old man who was fishing.

"Dare to ask what the benefactor is called, can you borrow a boat to take us across the river?"

"Wan Kui!".