Chapter 205: The Monk Who Prepares to Kill

Just as the man in black was about to leave, Pudu Cihang suddenly asked, "You and I are both acquaintances, why do you still wear a hood?"

"Because I'm going to see the others later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Some other people I don't want them to know who I really are. "Humanity in black.

After hearing this, Pudu Cihang smiled and said, "Well, this is not a good thing! Because most of the people who know your true face are dead." ā€

The man in black glanced at him coldly and said, "Doesn't the Holy Master also know my true face, isn't it still alive and well?"

"That's my luck. "Pudu Ci Channel.

"Then I hope you're getting a little better luck these days. ā€

"Why?"

"Because the person you are going to kill is too dangerous, except to pray for luck...... I can only pray for a little better luck. ā€

So, the man sounded like an emperor. "Pudu Ci Channel.

"He's not an emperor, but he's pretty much there. The man in black spoke, his figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared into the night.

Pudu Cihang opened the piece of paper handed to him by the man in black, and with a little starlight, he saw that there were many words on the paper, and the beginning read: Tonight, Zishi, Tianxing Castle in Wuye Town.

Pudu Cihang looked up at the sky, and the moon was in the sky. It's only half an hour!

And Wuye Town is still nearly 100 miles away from here!

Running wild in the middle of the night is, for some, a torture. But for Pudu, it was a treat, and he loved the feeling of the cool breeze on his face in the middle of the night, which was as refreshing as the unrestrained freedom. In Yehuang City, whenever the night was quiet, he enjoyed the feeling of flying under the moon.

He is not a pure monk, never has been, but the world thinks he is, and this is what makes him the most painful.

When Pudu Cihang approached Tianxing Fort, on the top of the Mingyue Mountain, short pine and strange stones were intertwined, and in the light and shadow between light and darkness, occasionally one or two night owls fluttered up, with a terrible scream, and suddenly disappeared into a more hidden dark place.

The Star Castle is right next to the boulders on this hill, built against the mountain. There was no road to the castle at the bottom of the mountain, because since the last lord of the castle had died inexplicably, the only drawbridge leading to the castle had been demolished by the people of the fort. They were convinced that it was the demons from outside who had snatched the souls of so many of their castle masters.

However, even so, most of the people in the fort did not escape, and the strange death continued, until the last survivor could not bear the threat of death anymore and abandoned the fort, and the curse that everyone who entered the fort would die was temporarily suspended. But no one dared to set foot in the Celestial Star Fort in this mountain again.

Pudu Cihang never believed in these so-called legends, because there were not many things in this world that could make him afraid.

When he entered the Celestial Star Castle, in the council chamber on the highest floor, the afterglow of the lamp came out and landed on the curved staircase that swirled upward.

He walked up the stairs, and by this time he had taken off his monk's robes, wore a black hood, and wore a mask of Maitreya Buddha on his face.

The stairs were like a staircase to heaven, and at the end of it was the brightly lit council chamber. He clearly felt the true qi of two people in the council room.

These two people are surging and strong in their inner breath, and their true qi is extremely pure, and they are both top masters that are rare in the world. When Pudu Cihang climbed the stairs, he did not hide his true qi, and he stepped into the council hall like the king of the underground ghost domain.

The two people standing in the hall watched him walk in with indifferent expressions, and there was no surprise on their faces, as if they had expected him to come.

One of them floated like a phantom in the light, and its face changed like a marquee, sometimes a young man, sometimes a charming woman. And the other is a white-eyed and white-bearded, clear old man in gorgeous clothes, his body skeleton is extremely high, his shoulders are raised like an eagle falcon, his body is slashed, his limbs are long, a pair of eagle eyes are looking forward to it, and he has a terrifying domineering spirit that dominates the world.

Blood rain and frost, Sima Canglong!

What did these two martial arts giants gather together in this abandoned castle in the middle of the night?

Pudu Cihang glanced at Sima Canglong, sighed suddenly, and then took off his mask and hood, stood proudly in the center of the council hall, and asked, "Isn't Taishi already dead?"

Sima Canglong smiled: "There are too many people who want me to die, and the Holy Master is also one of them?"

Pudu Cihang sneered: "If I am also one of them, you are afraid that you will really die!"

Blood Rain Feishuang said: "Since the two of you have known each other for a long time, let's stop talking nonsense and let's get down to business." ā€

Sima Canglong said sarcastically: "Blood Rain Old Ghost, you and I have the same interests, naturally there is no need to talk about it, but Master Cihang is a holy master of Buddhism, and it is unknown whether he is willing to condescend to do this." ā€

Blood Rain Feishuang said: "Master Cihang, what do you think? Since you are going to the appointment on behalf of others, I am afraid that the main lord has also told you about something, right?"

"Kill anyone, kill whom?" said Pudu Cihang coldly.

"Duan Yuhuang!" Sima Canglong said.

Pudu Cihangkou recited the Buddha's horn and said: "Heaven asks the sect leader?! What is the benefit of killing the two great masters?"

"The hand of the Tianwen Sect is too long, and its power is expanding too fast, no matter what should be taken care of or not, they are all in charge. Therefore, Duan Yuhuang must die. "Blood rain and frost said.

Sima Canglong said: "And I heard that their next sect leader Duan Qianqiu is even more ruthless than Duan Yuhuang, blood rain old ghost, your feelings must be the deepest!"

After hearing this, Pudu Cihang turned to Sima Canglong and asked, "The Illusory Demon Palace has a reason to get rid of Duan Yuhuang, what about you?"

Sima Canglong said with a smile: "Now I am the only one who wants to get a piece of the pie from the forces of the Tianwen Sect, but most people just dare to think and dare not do it." If we don't want to be slowly eaten away by the Tianwen Sect, we can only get rid of Duan Yuhuang, once Duan Yuhuang dies, the Tianwen Sect will be chaotic, and then we will have a chance to take advantage of it. ā€

Pudu Cihang said: "You have been pretending to be dead for almost a year, aren't you thinking of conspiring to seize the world? Although the Tianwen Sect is powerful, how can it compare to the entire Dajing world?"

"Rice always has to be eaten one bite at a time, Saint Master Tao has been obscure for so long, shouldn't this truth be clearer than me?" Sima Canglong said.

Pudu Cihang bowed his head and fell silent.

Blood Rain and Frost said to him, "Master Cihang, what do you think?"

Pudu Cihang raised his head and asked, "How sure are you of killing Duan Jade Emperor?"

Sima Canglong said: "If it were only me and the blood rain and frost, I would only be forty percent sure, but now with the Holy Master, I would be at least ninety percent sure." ā€

"Isn't it ten percent?" said Pudu.

"The rest of the 10% is providential, and no one can influence, decide, or change it. Sima Canglong sighed.

A cold glint flashed in Pudu Cihang's eyes, and he asked, "When will you do it?"

"Two days later. ā€

"Where?"

"Bitter Water Shop!" (To be continued.) )