Three months later.
Deep winter, at the foot of Tianshan mountain.
The white snow was boundless, and everything was shrouded in the white snow.
This place was like a paradise on earth, another world, pure and clean. The moment he stepped on Tianshan mountain, Qin Tian's heart calmed down. The killing intent on his body seemed to have been purified.
It was hard to imagine that the sacred world filled with killing would have such a holy land.
Looking at everything in front of him, Qin Tian was completely shocked. His soul was being purified, even the primordial spirit in his sea of consciousness was being purified. That feeling was wonderful. It was not comfortable, but relaxed, casual, and detached from worldly affairs.
"Monk, this is Tianshan mountain?" Qin Tian looked at the towering snow-white mountain range and asked.
The black-robed monk put his palms together and kowtowed. He then stood up and smiled, "Benefactor, this is Tianshan mountain."
After nearly four months of trekking, they finally arrived.
This was still the last three months of flying. If not, not to mention four months, even four years would not be enough.
After the battle at Wolf Tomb, Qin Tian's journey was unobstructed. Not to mention Dongfang family, even the Wanhuang Saint sect that hated him to the bone did not send anyone to kill him. Qin Tian had already expected such an outcome. They did not have the mood to care about him.
The entire Tianluo continent was in chaos.
The sacred world began to lose its balance … …
"Longxiang Temple is in the mountain?" Qin Tian let out a breath and rubbed his hands. Although he did not feel cold, he could not help but be immersed in the cold winter. Looking at the silver-gray snow, he thought, "I wonder if it's snowing in Tianji sect … …"
Tyrant looked at the peak of Heavenly Mountain and took a step forward. "It's at the very top, the place closest to Heaven in the Sacred World." Tyrant said as he stepped on the snowy ground.
"Closest to heaven?"
Qin Tian was slightly stunned. He followed the monk's footsteps and looked at the endless mountain peak. "This wouldn't be the path to heaven, right?"
Both of them walked one after another.
This was the first time the monk walked in front of Qin Tian. He did not walk fast, like a welcoming party.
Ever since stepping on Tian Shan, the monk's eyes turned solemn and he spoke less, as if he had something on his mind. Qin Tian did not ask and followed silently. Just like that, one in front and one behind, they walked for three days.
Behind him was a series of winding footprints, which were gradually covered by the snow as the wind blew.
"We're here!"
Tyrant stopped and looked at one of the giant Buddha statues. He knelt down and gently kowtowed.
The giant Buddha was huge.
It was bigger than any giant Buddha he had seen in his previous life, standing tall among the clouds. Qin Tian raised his head and looked at it. The first thing he felt was that the giant Buddha was a little awkward, but he could not tell what was awkward. The giant Buddha's pineapple-like head was covered by white snow. Both its eyes were slightly opened, revealing a benevolent expression. Along with the erosion of the wind, there were a few shallow black marks, like tear stains.
The giant Buddha pushed out its right palm. It was calm, but it contained boundless power, a power that shook one's soul.
On the left side of the Buddha was a giant dragon, and on the right side was a divine elephant. The dragon was coiled around the elephant, and the elephant's roar was enough to shock any Undying Realm warrior.
"One hand is missing!"
Suddenly.
Qin Tian exclaimed. Both his eyes widened. Not only was one hand missing, one of its ears was also cut off!
Looking at the smooth surface, Qin Tian's heart shrank. A majestic force rose within him to resist the shock in his heart. The giant ear and its arm were cut off by a sword. To be more precise, it was cut off by a sword Qi.
Ordinary people would feel their legs turn soft from the aura it emitted. Even an Undying Realm warrior would not dare to look at it directly. Who could cut off the giant Buddha's arm?
"Luo Xian?!"
"Tyrant, is it Luo Xian?"
The name 'Luo Xian' appeared in Qin Tian's mind. Seeing the tyrant closing his eyes, Qin Tian's body trembled, and the power of the god explosion was released. The thick white snow beneath his feet rose up, and his surroundings became like a small snowstorm. His heart thumped, and when he thought of what the tyrant said on the way here, "He's a hundred thousand times stronger than you", his heart trembled uncontrollably.
It was not fear, but a strong battle intent!
It was so strong that it made him tremble in excitement. He had never felt such a strong battle intent before. Even the tyrant beside him was startled, and did not notice the novice monk approaching.
The novice monk bowed slightly and said, "Er Huo martial uncle, the abbot is waiting for you at the Heavenly Dragon Palace."
As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Tian.
Just a glance.
Very calm, without any ripples. He did not show any signs of shock because of Qin Tian's battle intent.
"Understood."
The tyrant nodded and said, "Tell the abbot that I'll be there soon."
The novice monk bowed slightly and disappeared from the spot. His speed was so fast that Qin Tian could not catch him.
"Puchi … …"
"Haha … …"
After the novice monk left, Qin Tian could no longer hold it in. He pointed at the tyrant and laughed until his stomach hurt, "Fool, monk, your name is actually fool, haha … … Laozi is going to die from laughter."
"No wonder laozi was unwilling to say your name when I asked you along the way."
"So you're called 'fool', haha … …"
The tyrant smiled awkwardly and corrected him, "It's Er Huo, not Er Huo. Wine is one of them, and using a blade to save people is another, commonly known as Er Huo."
"Damn."
"Hello, Master Er Huo."
"Goodbye, Master Er Huo."
"Haha … …"
Qin Tian had thought of many names for the tyrant, but he did not expect to have such a strange name. He was actually called 'Er Huo'. No matter how the tyrant explained, he would not listen.
In the end, the tyrant shook his head helplessly and walked towards the gate of the temple.
… …
Heavenly Dragon Palace.
There were eight stone pillars in the palace, and on each pillar was a ferocious-looking dragon. The dragon's claws stepped on the clouds, and the dragon's scales shone with a cold light. Everything looked lifelike, as if they were alive.
Eight monks were meditating in the palace. The one in the middle was the abbot of Longxiang Temple. His dharma name was' Wu Huo '. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he had entered a supreme divine realm without desires. He was extraordinary and possessed great strength.
The other seven monks closed their eyes and chanted the Vajra Exorcism Scripture.
After a long time.
A monk with a rough physique glared angrily like a vajra and said in a deep voice, "Abbot senior brother, Tianshan is a holy land. How can you allow a person with hands stained with blood to enter?"
"How many people has he killed since he entered the sacred world?"
"The original balance of the sacred world has been broken. It won't be long before there will be a reign of terror, causing great suffering. How can he be a Savior of Longxiang Temple?"
The one who spoke was' Mad Dragon ', also known as' Ba Huo '.
He was straightforward and bad-tempered.
When he heard that Qin Tian was going to be brought to Tianshan, he was the first to object. He felt that he had already tarnished Longxiang Temple's name. If he were to be brought to Tianshan, the temple's reputation would be ruined. Therefore, he firmly opposed Qin Tian becoming a Savior.
The eight monks in the palace had been wandering around for the past ten years, bringing eight 'Saviors'. They all had one thing in common, kindness in their hearts, and their hands were never stained with blood.
Qin Tian's appearance was a sharp contrast to them.
Wu Huo's eyes widened slightly. The others stopped as well.
They could not understand why Er Huo would bring a person with hands stained with blood to Tianshan and even recommend him as a 'Savior'. Longxiang Temple's cultivation method and secret cultivation method were not suitable for such a person. Cultivating it would only increase the number of killings.
"Mad Dragon, Second Junior Brother has his reasons," Wu Huo said softly.
In fact, he also couldn't figure it out in the past few months. However, he was about to see Qin Tian. He believed that Er Huo must have his reasons. In a sense, he believed in Er Huo and even felt that Qin Tian would become a Tribulation Taker.
However, he could not accept it.
The entire Longxiang Temple could not accept it.
"I don't care.
I can't accept it anyway. I won't allow him to become a 'Savior'. "
Mad Dragon suddenly stood up and glared at him.
Coincidentally at this moment.
Qin Tian and the monk stepped into the Heavenly Dragon Palace one after another and happened to see this scene. Both of their expressions did not change, they were calm.
Qin Tian had already guessed this.
Although he was unhappy, he did not show it. On the contrary, he wore a faint smile on his face.
Mad Dragon's expression changed and he did not dare to look at the monk.
The monk bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Greetings, Senior Brother Sect Leader."
Wu Huo nodded and said, "Sit."
The monk directly walked to his seat, leaving Qin Tian standing in the middle of the hall in a daze.
Qin Tian's eyes looked around, but he did not see his seat.
Immediately.
He patted his butt and sat down. He smiled and said, "It's quite cool on the ground."
"Preposterous!"
Kuang Long shouted, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded. He clenched his fists, and a loud sound like the ringing of a bell burst out from his body. The strength that was stimulated by the vigorous aura produced countless sounds of collision and condensation.
It was thick and filled with powerful explosive power.
"Don't be rude." Wu Huo shouted. As he spoke, a wave of power instantly dissipated the force emanating from Kuang Long's body.
Powerful!
Qin Tian was shocked. He looked at Wu Huo who was opposite him and was extremely shocked.
After being shouted at by Wu Huo, Mad Dragon sat down heavily and his face turned purple.
Wu Huo smiled and said, "You are Qin Tian?"
Qin Tian said, "Yes."
Wu Huo asked again, "You want to become a savior?"
Qin Tian glanced at the monk and smiled, "I'm not interested."
Wu Huo was not surprised and asked again, "Then why are you here?"
Qin Tian did not hide it and said, "Demonic God bloodline."
"You think you are worthy of the Demonic God bloodline?" Mad Dragon could not hold back his temper.
Qin Tian was unmoved. He looked at Wu Huo and smiled, "I will help you kill Luo Xian. As a condition, I want the Demonic God bloodline. If you are willing, I will stay. If not, I will leave immediately."
"I am here to do business!"
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