After waiting for a long time, the elders of the monk's sect didn't come.
Yan Mingkong, Han Mei, and the young Taoist lost all hope in their hearts.
Either the monk was bluffing and his sect elders weren't that strong, or they didn't have a way to immediately discover his disappearance.
Either this mysterious person was really so powerful that even the Western Paradise or the Bitter Sea Sacred Grounds couldn't do anything to him.
No matter which possibility it was, at least now everyone had no hope of being saved. They could only wait and see if there was a chance to escape.
That young Daoist completely gave up on the idea of going against this mysterious person. He was prepared to go along with the other party's wishes. After leaving the other party's control, he would decide whether or not to ask for help from his sect.
Although he really wanted to obtain a huge fortune and use it to improve himself, he could also stand out among his fellow disciples.
But if this fortune was accompanied by a huge risk, then he could only politely decline.
Especially when he heard that his first mission was to steal the Taiqing Mystic Jade, the young Daoist instantly had the thought of retreating.
What he said just now was a bit reserved.
He actually had hopes of coming into contact with the Taiqing Mystic Jade.
However, if he wanted to steal a piece, it was still an impossible mission.
Not to mention that he had to hand over the item in fifteen days. He might as well just beat him to death.
Therefore, the young Daoist had the idea of feigning civility and escaping first before asking for help from his sect.
But now, this idea was shaken.
Regardless of whether the monk's sect elders were strong or not, the monk himself had the cultivation of Emperor Wu. How could he be erased from the world like dust?
The monk of course wanted to resist, but there was no point.
In that instant, the young Daoist felt as if he was hallucinating.
He seemed to see a transparent glass-like flame light up on the monk's body.
Unfortunately, it disappeared in a flash, making him unable to see it clearly.
But thinking of what the monk had said before, the young Daoist's heart instantly turned cold.
Little Glass-Like Untouchable Flame?
Was it really the direct disciple of Western Sky?
To have the qualifications to learn this technique, one must be the most orthodox direct disciple of Western Sky, the kind that could inherit the decree of Western Sky.
If such a disciple was really abducted by someone in the western paradise, the western paradise would definitely not sit idly by no matter what.
That number one Buddhist expert of the secular world, the abbot of Western Sky, would definitely make a move.
But they were still unable to find this place.
In the face of death, the monk could only struggle alone.
No, to be precise, without even struggling, he disappeared from this world.
The limbs of the young Taoist priest turned cold.
The Western Paradise couldn't protect this monk, and it was almost destined that the Green Bull Monastery wouldn't be able to protect him …
Wouldn't there be no hope at all …
No, calm down, calm down.
I might have been mistaken.
That might not be Little Liuli's unmoved fire.
That monk might not be a disciple of the Western Paradise …
Although this was what he thought, the young Daoist priest's heart still sank to the bottom.
Right now, he really did not dare to act blindly without thinking. Even after he escaped, he did not dare to rashly report what had happened today to his sect.
He was really worried that he would be killed by this mysterious man before he could say a few words.
Yan Mingkong and Han Mei also fell silent.
It was impossible for them not to be shocked.
The monk's cultivation level was at least level 13, but in an instant, he turned into ashes in front of everyone.
The three of them watched this scene from the side, but they were completely unable to determine how the mysterious person did it.
It was as if he was just casually wiping away dust.
Yan Mingkong was silent. Han Mei's gaze was gloomy, not as bright as before.
The woman in red was glad that she didn't forcefully contradict the mysterious person like the monk.
Otherwise, she would most likely be the first to die.
But this feeling of rejoicing did not make her feel happy, only restlessness.
Her last bit of wishful thinking was broken.
It seemed like she could only carry this shackle and obediently complete the mission that the other person arranged for her.
Otherwise, the scene in front of her would be "abandoned" …
Just as she was thinking, she heard the deep and dignified voice ring out again, "The rest of you can leave."
Han Mei, Yan Mingkong, and the young Taoist priest all came to their senses. Their expressions were all different as they bowed to the empty space, "Junior will take her leave."
Then, the world in front of them spun and the scenery changed.
When their vision returned to normal, they once again found themselves in the environment they were in before.
Everyone felt like they were in a dream.
But this was a nightmare.
They had no one to talk to, so they could only carry the burden and move on.
They wanted to investigate and see if any of the descendants of the West Paradise or the Misery Sea Devil Buddha had suddenly disappeared. But they were worried that such a suspicious action would anger the mysterious person.
If it was really the West Paradise or the Misery Sea, such a direct descendant would disappear in front of everyone. Such a scandal would definitely be covered up, so outsiders like them wouldn't be able to find out.
Now that things had reached this stage, it was really hopeless.
Maybe they could only think positively. If they could complete the mission, would it really be beneficial to them?
Now they could only think in this way …
Han Mei and the young Taoist priest thought of the difficulty of the mission and felt a headache.
Chen Luoyang, on the other hand, looked at the dark empty space in front of him in Silence, and it returned to normal.
But the stars that were originally white had now turned red, and he couldn't touch them.
Only the stars that represented Yan Mingkong and the other two kept flashing.
Chen Luoyang heaved a sigh of relief.
His exploration of the "left eye" still needed to be further explored.
Before he had any results, other than capturing Yan Mingkong and the others, there was really no other way.
If he could beat them up whenever he wanted, things would be simple.
But, even if he couldn't beat them up now, he could still beat himself up …
Chen Luoyang mocked himself in his heart.
But just killing the chicken to warn the monkey was far from being safe.
He needed to deepen their impression over and over again, and strengthen this concept.
He strived to block all the loopholes in all aspects, and draw lines one after another, so that these people wouldn't dare to cross over.
There was a long way to go …
Chen Luoyang took a deep breath.
So far, it seemed that like Yan Mingkong, the woman in red was also a lone ranger, and didn't seem to have any strong backing.
But it was hard to say about the young Taoist priest.
After all, he was the direct descendant of the Green Bull Temple of the Green Bull Mountain.
Chen Luoyang recalled the information he had obtained through the Black Pot, and sighed in his heart.
The biggest problem with the vast starlight was that he couldn't be sure who he would pick. The "star" that he picked corresponded to was random.
But this time, he picked a direct disciple of the number one holy land of the Red Dust Daoist Sect.
But, considering Yan Mingkong, Han Mei, and this young Taoist priest, Chen Luoyang faintly felt that the starlight wasn't just anyone could be selected.
It was only possible if one's talent and strength were extremely outstanding.
The problem now was that he hoped that because of the young Taoist priest, the Green Bull Temple would not investigate.
His act just now should be able to temporarily deter the other party.
It could be seen that the young Taoist priest wasn't an impulsive person.
At this time, the more one thought, the harder it was to directly ask the Green Bull Temple for help.
Reading about his life experience, he could roughly see this point.
And this person seemed to be someone who wanted to improve, such a mysterious external help, to him, would most likely be tempted.
But he still had to watch him carefully, and if he made any strange moves, he could adjust in time.
Chen Luoyang sighed.
This Taoist priest had been at the thirteenth realm for some time, according to his cultivation speed, if he didn't encounter a big bottleneck, then he shouldn't be far from the fourteenth realm.
He hoped that he wouldn't suddenly jump to the fourteenth realm.
It wasn't a problem of the growth of his strength, but if his realm were to increase, he would have to pay a huge price to update his latest information.
Previously, Jie Xingmang had verified a conjecture that Chen Luoyang had for a long time.
That was, if a person's cultivation base were to increase, if Black Pot wanted to update his information, it would need a new investment.
Taking Jie Xingmang as an example, when he first extracted information from him, he was at the tenth realm.
When he was at the tenth realm, he only needed a small amount of blood red jade nectar to update his information.
Just like Shi Jing, Xiu Zhe and the rest.
But because of the transformation of Jie Xingmang's sword will, it was a blessing in disguise, and he broke through to the eleventh realm in a short period of time. If Black Pot wanted to update his information, it would need a huge amount of blood red jade nectar, which corresponded to the amount of information on the eleventh realm King Wu.
Then, as long as Jie Xingmang's realm did not continue to increase, and he remained at the eleventh realm, then he would only need an extremely small amount of jade nectar to update his information.
Hopefully, this young Taoist priest from the Green Bull Temple would not suddenly jump a realm.
Although the amount of blood red jade nectar in Black Pot was still enough to inquire about a fourteenth realm Emperor Wu, there would be many opponents in the future. It was better for him not to be too extravagant.
Chen Luoyang retracted his consciousness from his left eye, and looked at his right eye.
There was no movement at the moment.
After his consciousness left the black mirror, his consciousness returned to the real world. Chen Luoyang felt slightly dizzy.
Capturing three people at the same time, and splitting his soul to pretend to be the fourth person, and playing two roles at the same time, made him feel mentally exhausted.
But this was not a bad thing.
After a short rest, he felt refreshed, and felt that his spirit was stronger and more tenacious.
Chen Luoyang began to cultivate in Silence again, and tried to figure out his own martial arts cultivation base.
Then, someone brought him a piece of good news.
The void door at the East Sea flashed with blood light.
The blood light came to the outside of Luoyang City, and turned into a blood river that crossed the horizon, like a long blood-colored rainbow.
Chen Luoyang came to the outside of the city, and met the Blood River Swordsman again.
Under the shroud of blood red, the other party's sharp and gloomy voice came, "I have brought what you want, I hope you will keep your word."
As he spoke, he tossed over a brocade box.
Chen Luoyang stretched out his hand to catch it. Even with his cultivation base, he immediately felt his hand sink.
He opened the box, and in Silence, there was a crystal plate about a foot in diameter, which looked like white jade.
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