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At the other end of the sea of clouds, in the main peak of Hanshan Temple, in the central cyan main tower, in the main hall of the main hall, there are several people around a huge stone jar, pointing and discussing.

The stone jar was very large, and the mouth of the jar was seven or eight feet wide. Although the cylinder is large, it looks like it is very ordinary. It is a piece of the most common laplite in the Hanshan Mountains, a rough product that has been chiseled out at will. However, at this moment, the tank is full of clear water, and a scene of brilliance is quietly staged on the calm and waveless water - that scene happens to be the whole picture of the platform on the top of the Fufeng Mountain.

In the water scene, a young man in a green shirt and a demon monster are vividly visible. The picture is delicate and clear, with the ebb and flow of the sea of clouds, and the frowning between the eyebrows of the young man can be clearly identified, which can be called magical.

The onlookers in front of the tank, some old and young, some handsome and some ugly, have different appearances, but their clothes are the same and simple. These people were all from the Hanshan Temple, and they were talking in a low voice while watching the changes in the water surface.

A very delicate girl said in a staggered manner: "Uncle Shi's water appreciation is so powerful, you can casually turn a pool of clear water into a water jian." Within a radius of ten miles, every scene can be illuminated! ”

"Stupid Xiao Yun, that's because Uncle Shi's divine thoughts are strong, and the changes in qi within a radius of ten miles can't be hidden from his old man." A young man immediately retorted. This is a bald man, and the inexplicable affection between young people makes him always habitually hit girls - I forgot to mention earlier that the delicate girl is also a bald girl with all her hair removed.

Another person stepped in and said: "No, I heard the master say that it is because the statue of Yuqingzun is here, and there are many incense and fire divine powers gathered in the statue, and we practice in Hanshan Temple, and everyone can use ......." This was also a bald man, but he was interrupted before he could say anything.

"Shut up! Meditate on the water. \ said: "Liu Mingyang's demon body has evolved again, it seems that Fang Xing is going to be miserable." ”

"It's not," the bald man retorted as a matter of course, "Don't look at that Liu Mingyang now, in fact, that Fang Jiazi is the most ruthless, just now he quietly broke Liu Mingyang's two magical powers, he is the most powerful person." ”

"Shhh, be quiet, don't say it, otherwise the master will be murderous again." The one who said this, of course, was the bald girl Xiao Yun. Frankly, a woman who has been shaved off her hair, no matter how beautiful she is, will plummet in her attractiveness. But this girl has a natural sense of beauty, and her bare head makes her have a unique style.

When the bald master heard this, he smiled helplessly, and did not continue to control the excitement of these young juniors. He looked at the scene reflected in the mouth of the cylinder, and he muttered in his heart, and doubts were reborn.

He asked respectfully to the main seat in the main hall: "Master, the demon in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Yin Cave is transporting demonic energy to the Liu family again. If this continues, Liu Mingyang will definitely be completely reduced to a blood sea demon, should we Hanshan Temple intervene in it? ”

It was not until this time that the young people in the hall suddenly discovered that the uncle and ancestor they were talking about had been there all along, quietly accompanying them. It's just that they never noticed. Everyone moved their eyes to the first place of the main seat, and saw an old man sitting on a chair at random, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

The first thing that caught my eye was the pair of big palms, the fleshy palms were thick, but there were no calluses or scars, they looked ruddy and fair, not like a grandmaster who had no defeat in three hundred battles. The old man was not tall, but he had broad shoulders and thick arms; Dressed plainly, except for a simple plain robe with a collar, there is nothing surprising about the dress; However, no matter how good the clothes are worn on him, he can always make people feel a kind of momentum - an indescribable momentum, like a feeling of being one with everything around him, and the unity of heaven and man.

This person is the master and uncle of many young people in the hall, and the master of middle-aged men. He also has many other titles, such as: Dongping Zhongzheng, Dongping Martial Arts Master, Dongping Grandmaster First and so on...... However, no matter what kind of identity he has, he only calls himself - Zhang Botao!

- Exactly! This old man is the famous Dongping first person Zhang Botao, the leader of the Hanshan Temple's one-line practice. His appearance, at first glance, may make people a little disappointed, and they will feel that this Dongping giant seems to be nothing more than that. However, when the old man stretched his eyebrows and opened his eyes, the air in the hall seemed to be stagnant.

Zhang Botao's eyes revealed a faint light as bright as jade, and there was also a floating qi between his mouth and nose, so he looked like a god descending from heaven and earth, and he looked extraordinary. When he heard the middle-aged man's slightly anxious question, he glanced at the panicked middle-aged man with his eyes that were overflowing with strange light. The middle-aged man's heart suddenly felt ethereal, and he couldn't help but bow his head in shame, he knew that this was the master who was secretly teaching him not to lose his normal heart.

"We will not move until the enemy comes." Zhang Botao spoke, his voice as calm as jade.

The middle-aged man was always a little puzzled, but he still insisted on expressing his worries, "However, the big demon staying in the cave has always been a scourge. Liu Mingyang has been demonized twice. The demons under the cave are still constantly transporting his demonic energy, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that even if the Fang family's San Lang has ten miles of clouds in his hands, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist him. At that time, not only will the Fang family lose an outstanding junior, and the great cause of anti-demon will lose its pillars, but the temple will also be resented by the Fang family, causing the separation of the two families and affecting the general trend of Dongping's anti-demon resistance. It's better for us to strike first. With the master here, why don't I just kill it and get rid of that Blood Sea Demon? ”

In the words, as long as Zhang Botao goes, the one-eyed giant snake that doesn't know how many miles long it is already a dead thing.

When Zhang Botao heard this, he shook his head, a strange light burst out in his eyes, and he said softly: "It's so simple, that snake demon is just a mount, and the real enemy has not yet arrived!" If he preemptively slashes the snake demon and frightens the one in the Blood Sea Flame Prison and makes him retract, then Gangfeng Zhenren's plan will probably fail. The strength of the Blood Sea Flame Prison is incomparable to Dongping, we must capture the thief and capture the king first, there is no decisive victory over the Lord of the Blood Sea Flame Prison, I am afraid that what we have to deal with next is the endless army of the Blood Sea Flame Prison and the prison master hiding behind the army. In that case, I'm afraid that the land of Dongping will really be ruined. The Terrans have painstakingly managed a pioneering business for hundreds of years, and since then they are in danger of being lost—a scene I can't bear to witness. Therefore, before the real person arrives, everything still needs to be considered in the long run. For this, it is worth losing even one of the future pillars. ”

"I see, the disciple was taught. The disciple is just ...... It's just a pity for the young man. When the middle-aged man heard this, he was just a little pitiful for the young man who was fighting alone against the Blood Sea Demon, "He may not know what kind of dangerous big demon he is facing...... It's a pity that such a young talent is so lost. The tone of his words could be clearly heard that he was very worried about the future of young people.

Zhang Botao closed his eyes and smiled, like an old tree, reintegrating into the unity of heaven and man, and only he left a faint sentence in the outside world, "The young man of the Fang family, although I have never seen it with my own eyes, but the statue of the god tells me that this young man is not simple. Don't be pessimistic, he may not be able to win Liu Mingyang......"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't say anything, he seemed to agree with Zhang Botao's opinion, and he didn't seem to believe that the young man of the Fang family would have a chance to defeat Liu Mingyang, who was leaning against the big tree to enjoy the shade. The strength of the demon hidden under the Hanshan Temple, he once spied into the leopard, and knew one or two imaginary and real - the terrifying power that can definitely destroy the mountains and rivers, except for the Gangfeng real person and the master Zhang Botao, Dongping no one can stop it.

Although that demon could only stay in the passage of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Yin Cave, waiting for its master to join him, the strength of this demon alone was enough to push Liu Mingyang's Blood Sea Demon Body to a point where even the Acquired Grandmaster could hardly match. Although the young man of the Fang family is surprisingly strong, in the face of a demon comparable to the acquired grandmaster, I am afraid that he is also powerless, and he will die.

Thoughts drifted, and finally fell into the picture of the stone jar, looking at the silent young man in the green shirt in the light and shadow, the middle-aged man sighed faintly after all, although he loved talent, but for the life of millions of living beings in Dongping, for the spread of the belief in respecting the gods in the land of Dongping, sometimes he had to sit back and watch some beautiful things wither.

"Perhaps, this young man of the Fang family who has risen suddenly, is just like a brilliant summer flower, after it blooms, it will be the day of his withering......"