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Chapter 1993

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The same rules were strictly enforced in the Realm of Pure Bliss.

With such precautions, it might not be possible to catch the demon monk. After all, the world was so big. It was impossible to be flawless, but it could stop the demon monk from acting recklessly. The troops at the frontlines of each defensive point even sealed off their hearing and consciousness to prevent the demon monk from taking advantage of any loopholes.

Miao Yi even ordered the people in Purgatory to do the same. It was better to be safe than sorry. He could find another way to enter Purgatory, but who knew if the demon monk had one. It was better to be careful.

In short, once the demon monk Nan Bo appeared, the whole world was in a state of panic.

Miao Yi couldn't help but sigh at the old demon's awesomeness. A person who had lost his physical body and transcendence energy could probably only make the people of the world so nervous.

An old fisherman rowed a boat with a black awning and slowly stopped at the foot of a mountain. He jumped off the boat and tied a rope to prevent it from drifting away.

The old fisherman walked along the winding mountain path until he reached a pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Inside the pavilion, a man dressed like a scholar stood with his hands behind his back, admiring the mountain scenery.

The old fisherman entered the pavilion and sat down. He frowned, "What's the matter?"

The scholar slowly turned around and smiled. He sat opposite him, "What's wrong with visiting an old friend?"

The old fisherman said, "The Ying family has already fallen to such a state. It's not appropriate for us to meet again."

The Confucian scholar smiled and said, "I'm here to ask Brother Li if the people from the Ying Clan contacted you again."

A hint of caution flashed across the old fisherman's eyes. "I have no relations with the Ying family for a long time. Why would they contact me?"

The scholar said, "You used to stay in King Ying's residence. It's normal for the Ying family to contact you when they're in trouble."

The old fisherman shook his head. "You're overthinking it. I …" His expression suddenly became sluggish and his eyes glazed over.

The scholar smiled and asked, "Did anyone from the Ying Clan contact you?"

The old fisherman said with a sluggish expression, "Yes, the Ying family's young miss, Ying Yue, is hiding in my house …"

After a series of questions, the scholar revealed a satisfied smile and stood up to leave. The old fisherman followed him out of the mountain pavilion.

The two of them walked down the mountain. The old fisherman untied the rope on the boat and boarded the boat with the scholar.

The old fisherman slowly steered the boat to the center of the river. Suddenly, he put down his oars and slowly turned to enter the black awning.

The Confucian scholar sitting in the boat suddenly closed his eyes and fell backward. A figure with golden flames dancing in his eyes separated from the Confucian scholar's body and collided with the old fisherman, fusing into his body.

The old fisherman's eyes lit up. He picked up the fallen scholar and threw him into the river. His five fingers of light once, the void, he threw himself into the river and the scholar's body immediately exploded. with a of flesh. His blood of of of of of of his blood. of Of the river of.

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.. "There was a bamboo forest by the river and a thatched hut in the forest. It gave off the feeling of being isolated from the secular world. Usually, he would have to go to a small town far away to buy things.

The boat stopped by the river. The old fisherman threw a rope over a wooden stake and went ashore to look at his surroundings. Then, he leisurely walked along the small path into the bamboo forest. He arrived outside the fence made of bamboo and pushed open the wooden door, walking straight in. On his left and right were two small vegetable fields with lush green seedlings.

Inside the fence, there were two houses. The front house was where the old fisherman lived while the back house was where the old fisherman's daughter lived.

A woman in plain clothes with braided hairpins walked out of the house quickly. Her face was pockmarked and her pearly white teeth were exposed. Her bright eyes were smiling as she said, "Father, you're back so soon?"

The old fisherman stopped and slowly looked her up and down. His smile deepened as he nodded slightly.

The woman was more or less taken aback and frowned slightly. She realized that the old fisherman seemed to be different from usual. The temperament in his eyes gave her an indescribable feeling of superiority.

The old fisherman did not say anything. Instead, he looked left and right and went around the front house in the yard with familiarity. When he arrived at the back house, he directly pushed open the door and entered.

The woman following behind him became even more confused. Usually, the old fisherman would have to greet her before entering her house. He would never enter without an invitation.

When the woman entered the house, she realized that the old fisherman was already sitting upright on the main seat. He looked at her with an aura as if he was sitting on clouds, as if he was looking down at the people on earth from the heavens.

The woman looked confused and changed her words. "Uncle Li, why is Mister Jing looking for you?"

The old fisherman smiled faintly. "You're Ying Jiuguang's granddaughter, Ying Yue?"

Once he said that, the woman was shocked. She finally realized that something was wrong. With a flip of her hand, a sword appeared in her hand. She asked warily, "You're not Uncle Li. Who are you?"

That's right, she was Ying Jiuguang's granddaughter. Ying Yue, who had left the Ying family's escape team to seek revenge. In the past, she had been pampered and spoiled at home. When she came out and faced reality, she realized that it was a joke for her to seek revenge without the protection of power. She could not afford to offend any of her enemies. No one would give her, the Miss Ying, any face. She had almost been sold and caught by the law. This so-called Uncle Li was originally a loyal servant of her family. He had been chased out of the house by her father many years ago. It seemed like he had been chased out of the house, but it was actually a way out. This kind of situation was very common in large families.

After Ying Yue left the escape team without permission, her father told her to go back, but she refused. Her father was afraid that something would happen to her, so he told her Uncle Li's whereabouts. He said that when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. She should not easily look for old acquaintances, or else she would be betrayed. He also said that this Uncle Li was trustworthy. Her father also contacted this Uncle Li to help her.

After Ying Yue found it difficult to move forward, she had no choice but to look for this Uncle Li. However, she found that she had lost contact with her parents. She could still contact the housekeeper, Zuo 'er. Zuo' er persuaded her to go back, but this Uncle Li was too cautious. He asked Ying Yue to try contacting other family members, but she could not reach them. Uncle Li thought that the Ying family had changed again, so he decisively stopped Ying Yue from looking for Zuo 'er.

After all these years, Ying Yue still could not contact her parents. She had already faintly guessed that her parents might have really died.

And all these years, she did not dare to show her face in public. The Heavenly Court had never given up on her. She had been hiding in the secular world with the identity of father and daughter with Uncle Li.

The old fisherman chuckled and said, "I am someone who can help you, someone who can help you take revenge."

Ying Yue said nervously, "Who exactly are you?"

The old fisherman leaned back on the chair. His body suddenly flashed with golden light. A golden figure with golden flames dancing in his eyes stood up.

Ying Yue was shocked. She had never seen such a strange person. She slowly retreated to the door in panic. "Who exactly are you?"

The golden figure let out a buzzing voice and said, "The whole world is looking for me. Who do you think I am?"

Ying Yue's eyes instantly widened. How could she not have heard of such a big commotion in the world recently? Looking at the figure again, it was obviously a monk. She said in shock, "You … you are … the Demon Monk Nan Bo?" Her eyes darted left and right. She already had the intention to escape.

"Do you think you can escape in front of me? You don't care about the life and death of your Uncle Li? Who else in this world can take revenge for you other than me? "the Demon Monk Nan Bo said indifferently.

Ying Yue was stunned on the spot. She pointed her sword at him and said nervously, "Don't come over!"

The Demon Monk Nan Bo flashed with golden light and sat back into the old fisherman's body. The old fisherman's eyes regained their liveliness, and he returned to his normal voice. He said with a smile, "Don't be nervous. I have no evil intentions towards you. You are not worthy for me to specially come over and attack you."

It would be strange if Ying Yue was not nervous. He was a person who could make the whole world nervous. She never dreamed that she would meet the legendary Demon Monk Nan Bo one day. She was so scared that her limbs turned to jelly. However, she still pointed her sword at him and said while trembling, "What did you do to Uncle Li?"

"If you don't want him to die, he won't die." The Demon Monk Nan Bo stood up and walked to the window. He opened it and looked at the green bamboo forest outside. He said indifferently, "You are the granddaughter of Heavenly King Ying. You have enjoyed all the glory and splendor, yet you ended up living in a poor and remote place, hiding your name and appearance as a village woman. The feeling of falling from the clouds is not good, right? However, compared to what I have suffered, you are far inferior. Being imprisoned in a small temple for countless years … "

Ying Yue did not dare to leave, but she did not dare to stay either. She said nervously, "What do you want?"

The Demon Monk Nan Bo looked out the window and said with a smile, "Don't you want revenge? Qing Zhu, Pojun, Wuqu, Xiahou Ling, Teng Fei, Cheng Taize, Niu Youde. These are all enemies that you have sworn to kill. However, they are only enemies that you 'want' to kill. Can you kill them? You probably won't even have the chance to get close to them. However, it is different now. I am here, and I will give you this chance to take revenge! "

Speaking of Niu Youde, he was a little puzzled. He had seized a physical body and escaped. It was naturally not difficult to obtain information about the current situation of the world from that body. After escaping, the first thing he wanted to do was to find Niu Youde. However, he discovered that Niu Youde was one of the few major forces in the world. He controlled tens of millions of elites and had many generals under his command. Him? Mother? He was not someone that the current him could afford to offend. After understanding the process of Niu Youde's rise in power, he discovered that Niu Youde was not a kind person. He was not to be trifled with. He could only take his time to think about it.

Ying Yue did not dare to believe him easily. "How did you find me?"

The Demon Monk Nan Bo chuckled and said, "It might be difficult for others, but it is nothing to me. I found those who were once related to the Ying Clan and investigated them layer by layer. In front of me, the people I found had no secrets."

Ying Yue said, "You spent so much effort to find me just to help me take revenge?"

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