In Zhao Yishan's eyes, the Great Candidate Monk is definitely an indifferent and indifferent person, with a weak temperament, unsmiling, and has never praised anyone, but today, the Great Candidate Monk praised him Zhao Yishan, which made Zhao Yishan flattered and even more honestly afraid, and he was even more confused about the intentions of the Great Candidate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Great Marquis Monk's expression was solemn: "Zhao Yishan, tell me the truth, was Huang Riyao killed by you?"

Zhao Yishan almost held his forehead with his hand, looked up to the sky and sighed, he was really afraid of something, the Great Candidate Monk really asked him to ask the teacher about the crime, he didn't tell lies in front of the real person, Zhao Yishan knew that with the shrewdness of the Great Waiting Monk, he had already guessed the Tao in it, and he didn't bother to beat around the bush, and he agreed: "Yes, Huang Riyao was killed by me, Monk Da Hou, now it is not far from the Peilong Sect, you can escort me back, I am the culprit, and I will not cause trouble for Ziwu Mountain!"

The monk laughed and said: "Good killing, good killing, the old man hasn't been so happy for a long time! The people of the Peilong Sect always show off their might in front of me, and the old man has long been unaccustomed to it, but because of the alliance of the seven major factions of the righteous path, the old man did not take action to punish this group of arrogant people, you killed Huang Riyao, just to vent my anger, the old man has to thank you!"

Zhao Yishan sneered: "I'm afraid it's not just the relationship of the covenant, the Peilong Sect has two great cultivators in the late stage of the Jiedan, and there are earth-level dragons, your strength is not as good as that of a person, you can only be a man with your tail between your legs." ”

Zhao Yishan broke through the trick in one sentence, and instead of being angry, the Great Candidate Monk smiled even more happily: "Yes, the old man is indeed inferior in strength, and he really can't beat the two great monks of the Peilong Sect, but the old man asked himself, among the monks of the Cultivation Realm, the strength can be ranked in the top five!"

Zhao Yishan gasped, and secretly said in his heart, can we not brag? The seven major sects of the righteous path, the monks of the Cultivation Realm are thousands to say the least, and the strength of your great monk is indeed good, but ranking in the top five, I am afraid it is self-proclaiming!

Seeing Zhao Yishan's face, the Great Candidate Monk didn't believe it, and he wasn't angry, because he knew that with Zhao Yishan's vision, he must think that he was bragging, this is human nature, why do you say that, seeing is believing, you didn't show that ability, others will naturally not believe it, but the monk of the same period as the Great Candidate Monk knows that his words are not only not exaggerated, but also very modest, in terms of strength, the Great Candidate Monk can be said to be one of the best among the monks of the Zhuqi Realm, either the first or the second, and the one who can follow the name of the Great Candidate Monk is the head of the Peilong Sect。

The Great Monk smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, forget it, I'm looking for you to come over today, I have something to say to you!"

Zhao Yishan's expression was grim, and he said in his heart, after going around in such a big circle, he finally got to the point, he stared at the eyes of the great monk, waiting for the monk to continue.

The Great Waiting Monk's expression darkened, and he sighed: "The Southeast Region is becoming more and more unpeaceful, and it won't be long before there will be turmoil in the Southeast Region!"

Zhao Yishan was surprised: "No, there are thousands of big countries in the southeast region, and hundreds of millions of people, if there is really turmoil, wouldn't it be a life in ruins, floating corpses for thousands of miles, and not a single inch of grass will grow!"

The Great Monk smiled indifferently: "At any time, there will be chaos, but there will be chaos, the southeast region has been peaceful for thousands of years, it's time for some turmoil!"

Zhao Yishan has been staying in Ziwu Mountain all these years, and he has long understood that secular people are all ants in the eyes of monks, and their lives and deaths cannot attract the slightest attention from monks, but Zhao Yishan still feels very sad, after all, it is a human life, if there is turmoil in the southeast region, I don't know how many human tragedies will be staged, Zhao Yishan secretly thought, if he has this ability, he will definitely prevent the turmoil from happening.

Seeing Zhao Yishan's tangled and painful appearance, the Great Candidate Monk suddenly understood that Zhao Yishan had not been out of the world for a long time, and it had been less than twenty years, so he should not understand what the so-called turmoil in the Southeast Region meant, and he had to explain: "The so-called turmoil in the Southeast Region is the seven major factions of the righteous path, the eleven sects of the demon path, After a bloody storm of the six sects of the Ghost Dao, after the turmoil, there are thousands of monks who fall, but it will not affect the secular world, the world of monks and the secular world are originally two worlds, and we monks will not find trouble with mortals when they fight, otherwise they will be beaten by the group if they are not kind. ”

The Great Candidate Monk said it lightly, but Zhao Yishan still experienced the sword light and sword shadow, but it was a happy event that the mortal world was not affected, and Zhao Yishan's expression couldn't help but feel much more relaxed.

Zhao Yishan immediately asked, "Great Candidate Monk, why did you tell me this news?"

"The reason is very simple, I want you to protect yourself and stay away from this dispute, whether it is the dispute within Ziwu Mountain, or the dispute in the entire Southeast Region!"

But although Zhao Yishan was moved, he still didn't know the purpose of the Great Waiting Monk: "Why should I stay away from disputes, shouldn't I contribute to Ziwu Mountain?"

The Great Candidate Monk sighed deeply: "Your talent is the only one I have seen in my life, your calm and unyielding character, I also appreciate it, after returning to Ziwu Mountain, I will teach you the most profound exercises of Ziwu Mountain, you will be the fire of Ziwu Mountain, even if one day in the future, Ziwu Mountain will be destroyed, with you, Ziwu Mountain will also be able to be rebuilt!"

"Aren't you worried that after I get the exercises, I will run away and never return, and be ungrateful?" Zhao Yishan let himself move closer to the sinister villain, while observing the expression of the Great Waiting Monk.

But Zhao Yishan didn't find any disgust on the part of the Great Candidate Monk, he still smiled and said confidently: "You won't! The Southeast Territory is surrounded by Jedi, if your cultivation does not break through to the Condensation Realm, it is impossible to get out of the Southeast Domain, as long as you are still in the Southeast Domain, one day, you will think about rebuilding Ziwu Mountain!"

Zhao Yishan didn't know where the confidence of the monk came from, but he was really interested in the most profound exercises of Ziwu Mountain, and he didn't suffer a loss in this deal, so Zhao Yishan didn't think much about it, nodded and agreed: "I am willing to be the spark of Ziwu Mountain, and wait until the future to rebuild Ziwu Mountain!"

In this regard, the Great Candidate Monk had already expected that as a monk, who didn't want to obtain more profound exercises, even he was no exception, not to mention that the young Zhao Yishan had a lot of time to spare, this kid must want to impact a higher realm and dominate the entire Southeast Region!

Thinking like this, the Great Waiting Monk showed a secretive smile, and said to Zhao Yishan: "Very good, after returning to Ziwu Mountain, within ten days, I will look for you in the future, and when the time comes, I will take you to a place, where I will pass on the most profound exercises of Ziwu Mountain to you!"

Since the Great Candidate Monk said so, there was no need for Zhao Yishan to continue to stay, and after giving the Great Candidate Monk a salute, he left the Tianzi Room backwards.

After returning to his room, Zhao Yishan crossed his hands, put them behind his head, and pillowed on the bed, and began to think about the situation he might encounter after returning to Ziwu Mountain.

Not to mention anything else, the news that he has obtained the Breaking Pill will definitely spread, and when the time comes, there will be few people who will hear the wind and come to the door to ask for a meeting, and beg themselves as the future Elders of the Territory of the Breaking Secret.

These people don't matter, the most important thing is to deal with Mrs. Mei well, and explain what happened in Cuiying's secret realm concisely, hoping that Mrs. Mei will not be angry because she killed Huang Riyao, or cause Mrs. Mei's suspicion.

To get the Breaking Trick Pill, then there is one more important thing, to retreat, to break through to the Enlightenment Realm, Zhao Yishan has no worries about this, he already has the entire book of the Ziwu Enlightenment Sutra, which records the method of breaking through to the Enlightenment Realm, as long as you follow the map and break through to the Enlightenment Realm, it is only a matter of time!

And what worries Zhao Yishan is that in Cuiying's secret realm, he has no calculation to kill, including the disciples of Ziwu Mountain, these people include Zhao Yingyue, Lan Feng, and Baoshan who ambushed him.

Otherwise, it will cause a lot of trouble, not to mention anything else, these people's masters will definitely find their own trouble, although Mrs. Mei resists the pressure, but Mrs. Mei can't pay attention to herself anytime and anywhere, once she is alone, maybe she will be poisoned.

The road of cultivating immortals, step by step, Zhao Yishan had to be cautious and thoughtful, he didn't want to be tripped by a small stone on the way to the top, roll down the mountain, and fall to his death.