"Do you have a name?" Jiang Tian asked.
The little monkey spoke and gestured.
It said that it was the fourth generation descendant of the Sacred Battle Ape. It only had a hundred years of lifespan and had never seen a living Sacred Battle Ape. Not long after it was born, its parents died and it did not have a name.
Its ancestor was called Qi Aosheng, and its grandfather was called Qi Luozi.
"Poor baby. You lost your mother when you were young. How about I call you … Monkey King?"
Jiang Tian asked with a smile as he beckoned the monkey to jump onto his shoulder.
"Awesome!" The little monkey bowed and nodded. It seemed that it liked the name very much.
"No, you are not a Monkey King yet. You are just a little demon. Let's call you Monkey King!" Jiang Tian stroked its head and said seriously.
"Good, good, good! This name is mighty and domineering! "
The little monkey squatted on Jiang Tian's shoulder and rubbed its head against Jiang Tian's ear happily.
Jiang Tian was very happy that he had successfully fooled the descendant of the Sacred Battle Ape. He asked, "How is Brother Wei?"
"Mm, I have already used the satellite phone to tell him our GPS coordinates. He will be here soon!" Huo Qingtian said.
Sure enough, not long after.
Wei Feilong flew over with a copper gong in his hand and asked, "Grandmaster Jiang, is this suitable?"
"Yes!"
Jiang Tian took the gong and held up a bowl of steaming meat soup. "I will go there alone. Don't show up. Even if you do, pretend that you don't know me!"
"Why?" The two of them did not understand.
"Treasures move people's hearts!"
Jiang Tian sighed. "This Imperial Lady Flower is a Spiritual Item of Heaven and Earth. It is a divine herb. Whoever gets their hands on it will bring about countless disasters. Why should I add to the trouble? The two of you are too famous. If people follow your clues, they will definitely find me! "
"That makes sense. We will help Master Kang in the dark!" The two of them immediately understood.
"I'm afraid that the people at the top of Mount Everest are busy fighting for the Di Maiden Flower!"
Jiang Tian walked out of the cave and looked up at the peak of Mount Everest. He let out a long sigh and shot towards the peak of Mount Everest.
…
At the top of Mount Everest, the area was so vast that one could not see the end of it at first glance. The mountain rocks were towering and precipitous, and the snow was falling like goose feathers.
In the middle of a valley, there was a simple and crude temple. The walls were made of mountain rocks, and the roof was covered with grass. There were only three small houses and a small courtyard.
However, unlike other places, this place actually had a suitable temperature that was like a bright and beautiful spring day. Flowing springs gurgled, fragrant grass swayed, and there were even wild rabbits and deer running about within it. It had a circumference of four to five kilometers, and it was like a paradise of immortals.
There were three men standing at the entrance of the small temple. One was an old monk in yellow robes, the other was a middle-aged man in white robes and the last one was barefooted.
"Hmph, this poor monk has been guarding this Princess Flower for more than ten years. It's about to mature. Let's see who dares to snatch it from me."
The old monk in yellow robes was Guru Qing Lian, the most eminent monk in India.
He was wearing a kasaya and holding a purple-gold Buddhist staff in his right hand. His aura was surging like the ocean, and his face was ferocious. Clearly, he was not someone to be trifled with.
"Guru Qing Lian, the Princess Flower is about to mature tonight. If you can't break the seal, you won't be able to get it."
The man in white robes had tanned skin and firm muscles, but he gave people a sense of flexibility and flexibility.
"I heard that many Overlords are coming to snatch it. Why don't the three of us work together to break the seal and share it? "
"Singh, you are already the most famous Yoga Guru in India. You are almost an Immortal State cultivator in Hua Xia. I didn't expect that you would also want to get your hands on the Princess Flower!" Guru Qing Lian's eyes flashed coldly.
"Far from it!"
Singh meant "lion" in Indian. His eyes shone brightly and his curly hair looked like a lion's mane. He looked extraordinarily powerful.
Singh smiled and said, "I heard that many Overlords from the Diancang Sect in Hua Xia and the Chinese Society in Singapore are coming to snatch it. If you work with us, you might be able to share it. But if you don't work with us, I'm afraid you won't get anything!"
"That's right! Guru Qing Lian, you have been guarding it for ten years. How can you give it to an outsider? "
The man in gray said.
He carried a shield on his back and a long blade in his hand.
His clothes were also very strange. He was wearing an isosceles triangle sewn with cloth on his upper body and lower body, which looked like a pair of briefs. Large patches of shiny skin were exposed, and he was not afraid of the cold at all.
He was an expert in the traditional Indian martial arts called Kalalipayat. The practitioners of this martial art were known as Gurukhar. He was the most powerful Martial Arts master in India and was comparable to the Grandmasters in Hua Xia.
As he spoke, a rumbling boom akin to muffled thunder erupted in the sky, and all of the natural phenomena from before disappeared. The aurora-like five-colored light receded, and the Imperial Maiden Flower in the spring swayed before releasing bursts of red light, as if a Buddha had descended upon this world.
The three of them widened their eyes and trembled with excitement. The Princess Flower was finally going to ripen!
Whoever got it would be able to enter the Immortal State and become the most powerful person in the world. He would be immortal and thousands of sects in the world would have to bow down to him!
The Princess Flower was filled with red clouds and thousands of colorful lights. Rays of Spirit Qi like the first blooming of Hongmeng filled the air. It made the three of them feel refreshed.
The Spirit Qi and the light formed the shape of a red phoenix. It spread its wings and was about to take flight.
"Lord Buddha, God has eyes. The Princess Flower has finally ripened!"
Master Qing Lian put his palms together devoutly and chanted the name of Buddha. He was so excited that tears streamed down his face.
"This is the most precious treasure in the world! It's all mine! It's all mine! "
Singh's eyes were full of excitement and his body was trembling. He could not wait to rush over and take it for himself.
"What are you waiting for? Let's break the restriction and get it together!" The man in gray was excited and rubbed his palms.
…
At this moment, several figures in Taoist robes flew over and stopped the three of them.
Wang Haitao, who was the leader, sneered, "Haha, Master Qing Lian, this magic herb is located at the north foot of Mount Everest. It belongs to Hua Xia. How can it fall into your hands? Let's go quickly before we start a massacre! "
"Who are you?" Master Qing Lian asked coldly in broken Chinese.
"I'm Wang Haitao, the first disciple of the Diancang Faction in Wuliang Mountain!" Wang Haitao smiled.
At this moment, the top masters of the Diancang Faction also rushed over. They all held the hilts of their swords and looked at the three masters of India cautiously.
"Oh, this Princess Flower is originally a Spiritual Treasure of Heaven and Earth. If you want it, just take it!" Master Qing Lian put his palms together and smiled kindly.
"Is that so?"
Wang Haitao frowned and thought to himself, "Is there something wrong with this?" However, when he saw the Princess Flower, he was also envious. He pointed at the handsome Junior Brother and said, "Peng Zhipei, you go and get the flower!"
"Yes, Senior Brother!" Peng Zhipei was so excited that his face was flushed and his heart was beating wildly.
Plucking the Princess Flower and giving it to Master would be a great merit. Now, it had fallen into his hands.
As he spoke, his body swayed and he used the Swimming Dragon Body Movement Skill of the Diancang Faction. He rose into the air and flew toward the Princess Flower.
In fact, he was also worried that the people of India might have set up traps or hidden weapons. That was why his feet did not touch the ground.
He flew like a swallow in the water. His speed was extremely fast, his posture was beautiful, and his movements were flexible. In an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and was only three meters away from the Princess Flower.
"Good!" The people of Diancang Faction cheered in unison. Even Wang Haitao nodded slightly in approval.
Peng Zhipei was only in his twenties, but he was also highly valued by Diancang Faction. He was an elite disciple and already had the cultivation of Advanced Stage Internal Force.
However, at this moment.
A purple lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere and struck Peng Zhipei's body like a purple python.
Peng Zhipei did not even have time to scream before he turned into a pile of ashes and fell into the grass and spring.
"Hiss!"
Everyone from the Diancang Sect sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time. Their faces were pale and their hearts were pounding.
The shock of seeing their former fellow disciple turn into a pile of ashes in an instant was unbearable.
"Senior, isn't this too vicious?"
Wang Haitao glared at Master Qing Lian and shouted, "Senior, if you want to give it to someone else, why did you set up a trap? Using schemes to kill people, is this the way of a monk? "
"No, no, no, this is not my array!"
Master Qing Lian put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. He smiled faintly and said, "Didn't your master tell you that the Princess Flower is a spiritual item of heaven and earth and has a natural restriction? It's just that I didn't expect it to be so powerful! "
"Brother Wang, you're too reckless …"
At this moment, another figure leaped over.
It was an old man in a green robe with white hair and beard.
He was very old, about eighty years old, but he was very domineering and arrogant. He looked at the world with disdain and arrogance.
Moreover, his eyes were shining like divine lightning, and his tall body was extraordinarily mighty, just like a male lion or ferocious tiger.
"Senior Wu, you're here!"
Wang Haitao was slightly stunned, then he showed some respect and saluted.
The old man was Wu Yingxiong, the overlord of the Southwest.
He was a Transcendent Grandmaster and was as famous as Huo Qingtian and Ye Wudao. He had been working hard for decades and had dominated the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau.
Besides, he had a good relationship with many Gu sects in the Southwest, which made him very difficult to deal with.
Dian Cang was a semi-hidden sect, so the Sect Leader of Dian Cang had the right to ignore Wu Yingxiong. However, Wang Haitao was only an initial success Transcendent State cultivator.
"Hm! Haitao, don't be in such a hurry. First, there is the restriction. Second, there are enemies outside. Let's work together! "
Wu Yingxiong strode over, completely ignoring Wang Haitao. Even Grand Scholar Qing Lian was disdainful.
He then gestured at the two young men behind him and said, "Young Lord Ying, Young Magus God, please take a look!"
"Silent Shadow, the Young Sect Leader of the House of Shadowblight!"
"Young Magus God, the Young Sect Leader of the Ghost Magi Sect!"
The people of Dian Cang were all secretly shocked. They looked at each other and revealed expressions of dread.
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