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Chapter 812

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The chaos in Yi City was thus quelled.

With the Thousand-faced Devilman as the scapegoat, the big families in Yi City quickly returned to the Huanhua Swords Sect. Everyone got along harmoniously.

Of course … all of this had nothing to do with Little Meng and the others.

Qi Zhengyan was demoted and sent to Ye City to take charge.

Bai Ze, the Glacier Swordsman, had already left Yi City for Divine Capital, the capital of Dajin.

"Gentleman Sword" Meng Qi got rid of this disguise and changed to his main identity, "Thunder Blade Furious Monk" Meng Qi. Then … he joined the Six Fan School.

In order to wash away his image of being eight feet tall and eight feet wide, he decided to join the Six Fan School and become a secret agent. He removed the words "Lei" and "Monk" and gave himself the name "Crazy Blade".

Then … he showed his face a few times and fought a few rounds with the so-called "Wulin Masters". The onlookers directly called him "Killing Blade".

"F * ck!"

Why was it so difficult to find a suitable nickname?

Little Meng was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"The Samsara task begins."

"This is a Death Mission. It is extremely dangerous. Please be prepared."

"Mission Background: 800 years after the Journey to the West, demons wreaked havoc in the human world."

"Mission objective: Survive for seven days."

While Little Meng was feeling depressed, another "Samsara Task" began.

In a trance, Little Meng disappeared from the small courtyard in Ye City and arrived at Samsara Square in an instant.

"Killing Blade, 19th on the Ranking List of Young Masters, not bad!"

Jiang Zhiwei looked at Little Meng who had appeared in the Samsara Square with a smile and joked.

"Little Meng, your strength is improving very fast. You're about to open Seven Apertures, right?"

Zhang Yuanshan and Fu Zhenzhen kissed and walked together again.

Since Zhang Yuanshan had obtained the Yin and Yang Sword from the "Ancestral Master's Impartation", he had become the treasure of the Zhen Wu Sect. Although the Song Family hoped to unite with the Zhang Family through marriage, Zhang Yuanshan was unwilling to do so.

"I'm also at Six Apertures."

Qi Zhengyan reported his strength with a smile.

"I have Seven Apertures, Zhenzhen has Four Apertures."

The Death Mission was about to begin, so it was necessary for them to know each other's strength. Zhang Yuanshan also reported his and Fu Zhenzhen's strength.

"I've opened Eight Apertures."

Jiang Zhiwei flicked her sword and smiled.

In addition to these old teammates, there were three new teammates.

One of them was the beautiful girl, Ruan Yushu. He was born in the Ruan Clan of Langya, one of the fourteen aristocratic families in the world. He was born with an innate talent for the zither and a cultivation of Six Apertures.

There were two other men. One of them was Luo Shengyi, a Nine Apertures cultivator who was good at fist techniques. One of them was called Ge Huai 'en. He was a Four Apertures Cultivator and was good at divination.

"The Death Mission is extremely difficult and unusual. We need to be fully prepared. "

Little Meng raised the Purple Decease Sword in his hand and said, "I've obtained a Precious Weapon. My attack power is enough for now. This is the Demon World, so we need to exchange for some treasures that can restrain demons. "

"Healing medicine can't be ignored either."

Everyone discussed and soon finished their preparations.

"Samsara Mission begins!"

After a quarter of an hour, the cold voice of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms rang out. Heaven and earth changed, and everyone arrived at another world in an instant.

It was a Buddhist temple.

However, this temple was very dilapidated. The floor tiles were broken, the walls were cracked, the roof had collapsed, and there were weeds everywhere.

The Buddha statue in the temple hall had already collapsed. The Great Buddha fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. Its head rolled to the ground.

When Little Meng and the others appeared in the temple hall, they happened to be facing the Buddha head.

The rolling Buddha head had a benevolent smile on its face.

Seeing this scene, everyone inexplicably felt a chill run down their spines.

"Even the statue of Buddha has been shattered? Demons are indeed wreaking havoc in the human world! "

In this world where demons, immortals, and Buddhas existed, who would be so bold as to break the Buddha statue? Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will kill you with a breath?

Now, even the statue of Buddha had been shattered. It was obvious how rampant the demons in this world were.

"I have some knowledge of divination. I can do some divination."

Ge Huai 'en took out a few copper coins. He closed his eyes and waved his hand, scattering the coins.

"Ding …"

The sound of the coins rolling on the ground gradually disappeared. Ge Huai 'en focused his eyes and his expression changed drastically. "This place is very dangerous!"

"The Death Mission is indeed dangerous."

Hearing the result of Ge Huai 'en's divination, everyone sighed. They were not surprised.

"Where is the auspicious place?"

Little Meng asked Ge Huai 'en.

This world was very strange to everyone. Everyone was in the dark. They did not know where they were and where the danger came from.

The Way of Divination was also a magical secret method. It was suitable to use at this time.

"Let me calculate again."

Ge Huai 'en picked up the copper coins and threw them several times. His expression became more and more solemn. "There is a great omen in every direction. We seem to be in a dangerous place."

"Okay!"

Everyone sighed. It was indeed a Death Mission.

"Eh? What is that? "

While everyone was talking, Jiang Zhiwei suddenly found that under the thick dust on the ground, there seemed to be a trace of golden light.

She stepped forward and pulled out her sword to sweep away the dust. A huge bronze plaque appeared in front of everyone.

The plaque was also covered with a thick layer of dirt. The exposed part had a Sanskrit word.

Little Meng, who was born a monk, naturally knew Sanskrit.

The word that was revealed was the word "Temple".

"This should be a plaque of a temple. Knowing what temple this is will help us understand where we are now. "

Little Meng stepped forward, pulled out his long knife, and scraped off the dirt on the plaque bit by bit.

To Little Meng's surprise, the long saber in his hand, which was at the Refined Weapon level, did not leave a single scratch on the plaque when it scraped against it.

"This thing … is it a treasure?"

Little Meng was suspicious. Little Meng scraped off the dirt bit by bit, and two more words appeared: "Thunder".

"Thunder Temple?"

Little Meng's expression changed. In the world of Journey to the West, only the "Big Thunder Temple" and "Small Thunder Temple" were related to the "Thunder Temple".

Don't worry about the "Big Thunder Temple". That was the place of Buddha. This place could not be the "Big Thunder Temple".

If it was the "Small Thunder Temple", then it would be troublesome.

In Journey to the West, the "Small Thunder Temple"'s Yellow Wind Monster could easily kill all of us with just a breath.

Little Meng continued to scrape with a serious expression. The words appeared little by little.

"Phew … Fortunately, it's not 'Small'. It's not Small Thunder Temple or Yellow Wind Monster. I don't have to worry about being killed instantly. "

Little Meng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the word appear. Then … he stared at the word, and his hands began to tremble.

It was the word "Big".

Connected together, it was … "Big Thunder Temple"!

F * ck!

This is … the Big Thunder Temple?

Even Buddha's lair has become like this?

Even if demons wreaked havoc in the human world, there was no need to be so ruthless, right? Even Buddha's lair has been destroyed by demons?

Then … then … if we come here, do we have a chance of survival?

Perhaps … an eminent monk invited the plaque of the Big Thunder Temple from Mount Numinous in order to quell the chaos caused by demons?

But … even Buddha's plaque could not suppress these demons that wreaked havoc in the human world?

This Death Mission … would be very difficult.

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