The Shadow Arhats and the others quickly left the peak of Tongtian Stone Peak with their two children, returned to Tongtian Village, and placed Ye Xueyan and Han Yue'er in a room to rest.

"Flash, this can't be done, with our speed, it will take ten days to get to Shengwu City, it's too delayed. You're fast, go first, we'll wait and see if things turn around. Xiong Xuan said to the Shadow Arhat.

"It's okay, the birth of the Yin-Yang Beast is a catastrophe for the entire continent, and I can't delay it, so I'll take the first step, everyone, we'll see you in Shengwu City on another day. "The Flashing Arhat hugged his fist at everyone, and the figure flashed, and then disappeared from everyone's sight, it seems that in terms of speed, the Shining Shadow Arhat is indeed much better than the other three Martial Emperors. ”

The wind blew across his face, bringing a hint of itching, and Ye Xueyan slowly opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the house.

"Boy, you're awake, Tang Yue's kid has heavy hands. Xiong Xuan's rough voice came. Ye Xueyan found that Xiong Xuan was sitting on a chair in the room, drinking tea.

"How is my uncle, where are we?" Ye Xueyan asked with a struggle.

"We are in Tongtian Village, the people here have been evacuated, except for me and Tang Yue, it is you and your little girlfriend, Flashing Shadow has returned to Shengwu City to inform the Master of the Mourning Temple, and the Elder Qi of the Ye family has left. As for what happened to your uncle, I don't know, the peak of Tongtian Stone Peak has been sealed by blood-colored energy, and Flash has already rushed to Shengwu City to invite the Lord of the Temple of Mourning and the Lord of the Hall of the Martial Sect, this incident is no longer something we can solve. Xiong Xuan sighed and said, obviously, he was quite dissatisfied with his lack of strength.

Ye Xueyan didn't speak, he knew that this time, not only a small role like him, but even a high-level martial emperor like Xiong Xuan couldn't interfere. All he can do now is to wait for the result in this Tongtian Village.

After separating from Xiong Xuan and the others, the Flashing Arhat ran all the way to full power, like a meteor in the sky, it would take at least ten days for the Martial Emperor to rush from the stone mountain to the True Martial City, he tried his best, and it only took seven days to rush to the True Martial City, and then returned to the Holy Martial City through the Holy Stone Square of the True Martial City.

After arriving at Shengwu City, the Flashing Arhat did not dare to delay for half a moment, and went directly to the branch temple of the Qiankuzen Temple in the Holy Spirit Martial Kingdom, and met the temple master of the Holy Spirit Wuguo Branch Temple of the Qiankuzen Temple.

In a secluded courtyard in the Qiankuzen Temple, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the futon in the house, holding a prayer bead in his hand, and chanting words in his mouth.

Different from the Flash Arhat, the middle-aged man's long hair and beard are very delicately trimmed, the skin is as smooth and delicate as a baby, and it looks like he is usually well maintained.

The rosary in his hand suddenly stopped, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and appeared in the courtyard in a flash, and a magnetic voice sounded around the courtyard: "Flash, you are also an arhat, calm down, what makes you so flustered?"

I saw a figure outside the courtyard quickly approaching the small courtyard, the person who came was dusty, sweating profusely, and the moon-white monk's robe on his body had been stained in many places at this time, and he was embarrassed, it was the flashing Arhat who rushed back from the stone mountain.

Seeing the middle-aged man standing in the courtyard, the Shining Arhat took advantage of the momentum to kneel directly on the ground and said, "Luohan Flash, see the temple master." ”

The Lord of the Mourning Temple put his hands behind his back, nodded to him, and said, "Get up, didn't you go to Shishan to check on the matter of the Sun Moon Blood Vine Flower?

The Shadow Arhat immediately told the Lord of the Temple of Mourning what happened in the Stone Mountain, and then stopped speaking and waited for the Lord of the Temple of Compassion to give orders.

The Lord of the Temple of Mourning looked at the sky, he held the rosary in his hand, there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes, and he muttered in his mouth: "Yan Zi, Yan Zi, I didn't expect that the blood flame would appear in Tongtian Shifeng, you can rest assured, this time, I will definitely keep him by my side, take good care of him, and never let him suffer the slightest grievance." ”

He lowered his head and asked Shining Arhat, "Flash, where is that kid?"

Flashing Shadow arched his hand and said: "Because the situation is urgent, I rushed back to report to you first, while Xiong Xuan, Mr. Tang Yue of the Martial Sect took the child to wait in Tongtian Village in Tongtian Stone Peak. ”

The Lord of the Temple of Mourning pondered for a moment and said, "Shanying, you have worked hard, go and rest first, I will discuss with the Lord of the Hall of Xiao how to deal with this matter, if there is something, I will call you again." ”

"Yes. Shadow Arhat replied respectfully.

The Lord of the Mourning Temple glanced in the direction of the Wuzong Branch, opened his mouth slightly, and only heard the sound of thunder in the sky: "Hall Master Xiao, can you come over and talk about it?"

Two figures flew quickly from the side of the Wuzong branch hall, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the body of the Lord of the Temple of Mourning Feelings, a middle-aged man who was about the same age as the Lord of the Temple of Mourning Feelings, and an old man with white hair.

The middle-aged man had short hair, standing on end like a hedgehog, and was dressed in a black practice uniform, looking energetic.

This person is the hall master of the Wuzong branch hall of the Holy Martial City and the descendant of the Xiao family in the twelfth family - Xiao Qiwen, a master of martial arts, and his brother is the contemporary sect master of the martial sect, Xiao Qiwu.

The old man had half-length gray hair, wore a brocade suit, carried a cloth pocket around his waist, and his body was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine. This person is the head of the Su family in the twelfth family - Su Hai.

And he has another identity, which is Su Yanzi's father and Ye Xueyan's maternal grandfather!

Both of them looked at the master of the Temple of Mourning, but their expressions were very different, Xiao Qiwen was happy, while Su Hai was regretful.

"Cousin Fan, how are you doing?" Xiao Qiwen said with a smile.

"Fortunately, Hall Master Xiao still calls me a martyr, I am already an outsider, and the worldly relationship has been severed. The Lord of the Temple of Mourning said with a flat expression.

Su Hai on the side sighed, without words, but the master of the Temple of Mourning took the initiative to salute him, and he just smiled bitterly and returned the salute.

The master of the Mourning Temple, formerly known as Xiao Fan, is a branch of the Xiao family in the twelfth family, and his mother is the sister of Su Hai, the head of the Su family, so his status can also be said to be very noble.

He has shown extraordinary cultivation talent since he was a child, and compared with the Xiao Qiwen and Xiao Qiwu brothers of the Xiao family, he is not too reckless, and he has a reputation on the mainland very early.

When Xiao Fan was fifteen years old, he saw his cousin Su Yanzi, who was three years younger than him, at the Su family, and he was shocked at that time, a heart, and since then he has been tied to Su Yanzi and has never left.

But after all, Su Yanzi is his cousin, and the blood relationship makes it impossible for the two to combine at all, and Su Yanzi has always only treated him as a brother, and her heart has long been on Ye Xueheng's body.

Xiao Fan was in pain, he was arrogant, but he couldn't love it, on the night when Su Yanzi married Ye Xueheng, he broke into the Ye family alone, singled out Ye Xueheng, and caused a sensation on the entire continent.

Then he disappeared, and when he reappeared, it was five years later. At this time, his identity is no longer Xiao Fan, the dazzling genius boy of the Xiao family, but a mature and stable arhat in the Thousand Bitter Zen Temple.