The bitter cold city is built on the mountain.

If someone looks down from the sky, there is a vast desert with hills towering, and they will definitely feel that it is very strange.

However, this undulating, dragon-like mountain has been standing here for as long as its name suggests.

It's been a thousand years.

On the top of Qianqiu Mountain, there is a temple with a solemn appearance and golden light.

It is a holy place in the hearts of the people of Bitter Cold City.

Little Leiyin Temple.

Xiaoleiyin Temple seems to be shrouded in clouds and mist, and it has a feeling of fairy wind and bones.

In the temple, I don't know how many monks, day and night, chant sutras and chant Buddha.

At this moment, in a splendid hall, there are many monks, all here, listening to Xiaoru talk about Mahayana Buddhism.

Eighteen Arhats, Seventy-two Venerables.

This is the top power of the Little Lei Yin Temple.

Most of the eighteen Arhats are comparable to four-star martial saints and even five-star martial saint monks.

Xiao Rulai, who was holding the Buddha beads in his hand, looked around, and the Buddha sound in his mouth suddenly stopped.

"This seat pinched my fingers, and the bitter cold city didn't seem to be peaceful recently. Xiao Rulai spoke, and the eighteen Arhats and the seventy-two Venerables below, all of them showed a different color in their eyes.

With Xiaoleiyin Temple sitting in the bitter cold city, what unpeaceful things can happen?

Could it be that under the bitter cold city, the evil beast that was suppressed began to move again?

Xiao Rulai sits here, the treasure is solemn, and the whole body seems to be cast by gilt, and the golden light is shining.

In the palm of his hand, there was a diamond-shaped spar, exuding bursts of void power.

If Jiang Mo was here, he would be able to recognize it, it was the Void Magic Stone he had been looking for for a long time.

"Roc. Xiao Rulai spoke.

Then, under his seat, the figure of a giant black bird soared into the air.

This is a war beast raised by Xiao Rulai, a golden-winged Dapeng bird!

It is said that when it flapped its wings, it also soared up to 90,000 miles.

"The disciple is here. The golden-winged Dapeng bird turned into a human form and said respectfully to Xiao Rulai.

His combat power, in the Xiao Lei Yin Temple, is second only to Xiao Rulai, and he is a powerhouse at the peak of the six-star martial saint!

If he turns into an ontological battle, I'm afraid that even some Seven-Star Martial Saints may not be his opponents.

In the past, the eighteen Arhats joined forces to fight the golden-winged Dapeng bird, but they were all defeated.

This shows the ferocity of this bird.

"You go to the Nether Realm and purify all beings. By the way, check if the seal of suppression of that evil beast is still strong?" Xiao Rulai commanded.

In the eyes of many monks in Xiaoleiyin Temple, the temple is the heavenly realm, and as for the bitter cold city, it is the lower realm.

In the bitter cold city, a thousand years ago, due to the invasion of demons, it was suppressed by the power of the strong people at that time.

Later, Xiao Rulai cultivated and built the Little Leiyin Temple here, and named himself Xiao Rulai.

To distinguish the true state of the Western Elysium!

As for this golden-winged big pot bird, of course, it is not the real peacock king.

It's just a xenomorph bird with a trace of ancient sparrow blood flowing in its body.

"The disciple obeyed. ”

After the words fell, the golden-winged Dapeng bird, out of the main hall, immediately turned into its body, spread its wings and fly, and made a crying sound.

......

At this moment, Jiang Mo and Zuo Ape have been wandering around in Bitter Cold City for a long time.

In a few hours, he also had a little understanding of the city in this bitter cold place.

Those monks are not really saints who save the suffering.

Jiang Mo's divine power was very powerful, and it could almost envelop the entire Bitter Cold City.

In a restaurant, he once sensed that there were more than a dozen monks, gathered together, spending all day and drinking.

They ate meat and drank wine, and even entered the land of fireworks, looking for flowers and willows, all under Jiang Mo's perception.

It's just that Jiang Mo is not the kind of person who bursts with the heart of a saint.

These monks, one after another, claim to be saints and bodhisattvas who purify all sentient beings.

However, there are many monks who secretly do those things that are more shameless than ordinary people.

Jiang Mo didn't have the leisure to care.

He just wanted to gather the Void Magic Stone as soon as possible, so that Ling'er and Xue Ying's mother and daughter would no longer have to be imprisoned and free.

That's enough.

"Pavilion Master, where are we going next? Left Ape asked.

In the bitter cold city, the two of them almost turned around, and Jiang Mo looked at the restaurant not far away.

"Go eat something, and then, go to Xiao Lei Yin Temple, follow that Xiao Rulai, and ask for the Void Magic Stone. Jiang Mo said with a smile.

The left ape's heart jumped slightly, and he was still domineering.

Xiao Rulai's realm is said to have been completed by the Seven Star Martial Saints, and the pavilion master can still be so arrogant, and he should also have his own means hole cards.

Zuo Ape didn't think much about it anymore and followed Jiang Mo closely.

In any case, as long as Jiang Mo commanded, even if he immediately led his troops to attack Bitter Cold City, he would not hesitate.

Listen to the wind building.

This is the most prosperous restaurant in the bitter cold city, located in the center of the city.

The first floor is for some ordinary diners, and the second floor has a stage and a drama performance.

On the third floor, there are some dignitaries and dignitaries in the bitter cold city, and on the third floor, there are boxes set up, and those spectators inside are accompanied by beauties while enjoying the play, while tasting wine.

Such an arrogant and lascivious life is hundreds or thousands of times stronger than those poor people.

The first floor is a little noisy, and most of them are some guests with a lot of money.

However, although the guests on the first floor have a lot of money, their status is much worse than that of the upper class people on the second and third floors.

"I heard that there has been another earthquake there recently!" someone on the second floor said.

"Wouldn't it be? Isn't it sealed by the high monks of the Little Lei Yin Temple? How can there be a shock?"

When they say there, they are referring to a well.

The well, known as the Moon Well, is said to contain a very powerful evil beast.

Hundreds of years ago, the seal was loosened, and the evil beast almost escaped, and later, it was the strong man of the Xiaoleiyin Temple who took action and suppressed the evil beast again with Buddhist means.

Since then, the status of Xiaoleiyin Temple in the bitter cold city has become more and more high.

The moon well is near Qianqiu Mountain, I don't know, there is some kind of connection between the two.

Da-da-da-da.

Jiang Mo and Zuo Ape walked up to the second floor.

They found a random table, sat down, and their eyes fell on the stage, as if they were watching a play.

However, words such as Yuejing, Evil Beast, and Qianqiu Mountain all fell into Jiang Mo's ears without any difference.

"Hey, you two, aren't you from Bitter Cold City?" a waiter-like man walked over and scolded.

"Why, you have to be from Bitter Cold City to come here?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and asked.

The people here are too xenophobic.

"That's natural, especially the second floor of this Wind Listening Tower, they are all noble adults, so they can come here, you two, what are the things? dare to come here?"

The waiter looked at the person with nostrils and a high-spirited posture.

Jiang Mo didn't say anything, but the hot Zuo Ape slapped out, directly knocking off one of the waiter's teeth.

(End of chapter)