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Chapter 1457

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"Master, let's search," Chen Zhenji stood up and said, "I don't believe Chu Li, he's not telling the truth!"

"Sigh …" Monk Lun Ming shook his head and said, "Fortuitous encounters are obtained by fate, it's useless to force those who are not."

"Master, you believe in fate, but I don't." Chen Zhenji shook his head.

"Pfft!" He spat out another mouthful of blood.

The thick blade energy was finally forced out. Monk Lun Ming shook his head and sighed. "What's the point!"

"Master, you should know the importance of this fortuitous encounter," Chen Zhenji said coldly.

Monk Lun Ming sighed. "This can't be forced."

"I have to force it!" Chen Zhenji sneered and turned to leave.

Monk Lun Ming followed him helplessly. The two came to the center of the eight people.

Four monks and four elders. The monk was a monk from the Reincarnation Temple while the four elders were High Officials from the Imperial House of the Qiu Dynasty. They were all top-notch masters but they looked like they did not know martial arts as they were covered in dust and grass.

They were scared sh * tless when they tried to avoid the fight between two people and a dragon. They almost lost their lives when they finally managed to avoid it.

"Master's Junior. A red-robed monk put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. Then, he sighed and said, "It was Benefactor Chu who saved us earlier. Otherwise, we would have died in the mouth of that monster."

"Almsgiver Chu?" Monk Lun Ming was stunned. He nodded slowly and sighed.

The eight people looked at the two with dissatisfaction but could not say anything.

Chen Zhenji said, "No matter how many people he saved, he must be killed. Now that he's eaten by that monster, there's no need to say anything. Did you see the person who came in earlier?"

The eight people shook their heads.

Chen Zhenji frowned and did not say anything.

Monk Lun Ming sighed. "I'm afraid it's not going to end well. This monster is really scary in the water. Once it falls into the pool, it's hard to survive!"

"Forget it, life and death are fated." Chen Zhenji scoffed. "Now, your mission is to find some rare plants, especially if there are any unique fruits. They may be poisonous but if handled properly, they can become spirit medicine!"

The people stared at him as they heard their conversation.

Chen Zhenji said, "If anyone finds it, they will be rewarded handsomely. If they are greedy, don't blame us for being merciless!"

He coldly glanced at the crowd, dignified and solemn.

He was very relieved. These eight fellows had their martial arts crippled and were only slightly stronger than ordinary people. They were only at the level of the Innate Realm. They would not be able to rebel at all. Without his and Monk Lun Ming's help, they would not be able to get out of the valley.

Monk Lun Ming muttered, "Your Majesty, how are we going to get out of the valley is a problem."

"Just fly straight up," Chen Zhenji said.

Monk Lun Ming shook his head, "I'm afraid it'll be very difficult. This is the cover of a formation."

"I'll give it a try after I heal myself!" Chen Zhenji snorted.

He was not proficient in formations, and he did not bring any Formation Breaking Talismans with him, because as gods, they did not need them at all. The formation could not trap them, but in their current state, they did not have the might of gods, so it was hard to say whether or not they could break the formation.

Monk Lun Ming floated up into the sky. His red monk robe fluttered and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sky.

A moment later, a Buddhist chant came from the sky, "Namo Amitabha …"

Chen Zhenji looked up and saw Monk Lun Ming falling into the pool like a rock, his big red robe fluttering in the wind.

Chen Zhenji hesitated for a moment, then floated up and faced Monk Lun Ming, slamming his palm down.

"Bang!" Monk Lun Ming extended his palm to meet the attack, then flew diagonally across the pool.

The Evil Nether Dragon's head emerged from the pool, looked at Monk Lun Ming and Chen Zhenji who flew past, then slowly sank and disappeared.

Once Chen Zhenji landed, he asked, "How was it?"

Monk Lun Ming shook his head, "The secret technique failed."

Chen Zhenji thought for a moment, then said, "I have a formation breaking secret technique, I'm sure the Reincarnation Temple has it too?"

"I used that secret technique," Monk Lun Ming shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, it was ineffective, it could not break the formation."

"I'll try it later," Chen Zhenji said in a deep voice, then turned his head and stared at the eight people, "Hurry up and find it!"

"Yes," everyone replied helplessly.

After everyone left, Chen Zhenji took out a spirit pill and consumed it, but realized it had no effect at all, so he could only use his inner energy to heal himself.

Four hours later, he fluttered his clothes and flew into the sky like a spirit crane.

After a moment, he floated down, his face calm.

"How is it?" Lun Ming asked.

Chen Zhenji nodded slowly. "First use the Emerald Sky Palm, then use the palm energy to activate the secret skill to break out of the formation. It's nothing special. This formation can only trap ordinary Grandmasters, but it can't trap us."

"That's good." Monk Lun Ming saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he nodded and said, "Then let's leave."

"Let's find the fruit first," Chen Zhenji said.

Monk Lun Ming sighed, "His Majesty is so smart, how could he be fooled by Almsgiver Chu? His fortuitous encounter might not be a miraculous fruit, it might just be a secret manual that was destroyed by them after he cultivated it. No matter how hard he tries to find it, it would be futile."

"Not necessarily." Chen Zhenji shook his head.

As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not let it go. He would search the entire valley for a few more days and dig three feet into the ground. He did not believe that he could not find it.

Seeing him like this, Monk Lun Ming could only sigh helplessly and stop trying to persuade him.

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The Divine Light Basilica of the Great Light Peak

The setting sun shone brilliantly on the Divine Light Basilica. Sun Mingyue, dressed in white, was sitting behind a table flipping through a dossier. Her face was covered with a white veil, revealing only her clear eyes. The basilica was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. The green-robed girl who was serving beside her did not move at all and dared not make a sound.

"Hmm?" Sun Mingyue suddenly frowned, her bright eyes emitting a cold light.

The green-robed girl felt a huge force surging out, pressing down on her so much that she could not breathe. She quickly raised her head and looked at Sun Mingyue.

Sun Mingyue's white robe fluttered, her bright eyes shining like the stars in the night sky.

The Supreme King Kong in Sun Mingyue's mind suddenly opened its eyes. The Nirvana Wheel's power of extreme Yin and extreme cold poured down. In an instant, she sensed Chu Li's existence. Then, her real body slowly formed a hand seal, and a faintly discernible Sanskrit sound rang in her mind.

She suddenly realized that Chu Li was dead!

She quickly stood up.

"Saint?" The green-robed girl hurriedly asked in a low voice.

Sun Mingyue looked at her, her bright eyes emitting a cold light. The green-robed girl was so scared that her face turned pale. She felt the temperature around her suddenly drop as if it had turned into an icehouse. Every pore on her body was filled with cold air, and she was about to be frozen.

"I'll be back soon," Sun Mingyue said in a low voice.

She suddenly disappeared from the basilica, and the next moment, she arrived at the peak of Ten Despair Valley.

"Who's there?" Two High Officials of the Qiu Dynasty's Imperial House and two monks from the Reincarnation Temple saw her and immediately went forward to block her way.

Sun Mingyue waved her hand without hesitation.

"Bam, bam, bam, bam!" The four of them were sent flying fifty feet away.

"Sun Mingyue!" The two monks from the Reincarnation Temple guessed.

They had not seen Sun Mingyue's real face. At this moment, when they saw Sun Mingyue attack, they felt a sense of familiarity and thought of her name.

Sun Mingyue glanced at them coldly and leaped down the cliff. Her white robe fluttered as she descended slowly like a cloud.

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