Omnipresent God of War Chapter 491: On the test
"Xuan Hui... is the confidant of the Taiyi Mi Wang of Dalingfeng Temple. Originally, he should be following you or investigating your relevant facts."
Li Rong stared at Wei He's eyes, trying to see something she wanted to be sure of.
"Investigate me?" Wei He squinted his eyes. "Although the disciple has a superior blood, there shouldn't be anything to investigate, right?"
"An hour ago, the people of Taiyi Mi Wang and Yueyue both came to me and asked about the disappearance of the Seven Sovereigns and the disappearance of Xuanhui. They all tried to take you to cooperate with the investigation." Li Rong stared at Wei He's complexion carefully.
"I replied to them that you have nothing to do with these two cases. No matter what, my Burning Army will not allow you to be taken away by outsiders. I can guarantee this."
Li Rong paused.
"But, Xuan'er, you have to remember. Some things, some things, as long as they happen, they will definitely leave traces. There are many coincidences. If they converge too many times, it is not a coincidence. This is According to another marshal of the Ninth Army, now, I will tell you about it."
Wei He heard the meaning.
He was silent.
"Thank you, Master. My disciples understand!"
He already understood something, Li Rong might have guessed something.
But because of other reasons, it didn't really reveal everything.
Actually, he has basically achieved a lot of his goals in Da Yue.
When he finished eating thirteen real blood treasures, broke through the real blood, and got the follow-up cheats, it was time for him to plan to leave.
The big moon, after all, is not a place to stay for a long time...
If it is possible to go smoothly and break through to the master, then it is naturally the best, but at the moment, I am afraid that it will not last so long...
"Let's go, check if you have all your luggage with you." Li Rong sighed.
"Yes."
Wei He also felt a little guilty in his heart.
But some things are impossible to confess after all. If he is an ordinary real strength martial artist, forget it, but his other identity is the Daozi of Xuanmiaozong, the highest person under the master.
If this kind of identity is confessed, no one can tell what will happen.
After all, Daozi's identity, if you make good use of it, you can do too many things.
What's more, he is still a disciple of Yuan Duzi, the chief master of Taoism.
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Two days later...
Beizhou·Wuxue Mountain.
On the mountainside of the vast white snow-capped mountains.
Two black spots the size of sesame seeds are slowly climbing up the snowy mountain ridge.
Compared to the entire huge Wuxue Mountain, the two black spots are slightly farther apart, and there is no trace at all.
The clear sky is thousands of miles away, and the faint sunlight splashes down, illuminating the entire rolling snow-capped mountains faintly.
Suddenly, above the snow, a snow sheep walked slowly, bowing its head and gnawing on a few grasses arched out of the snowdrift.
The sound of creaking footsteps came from a distance.
Snow Goat raised his head, his dexterous pointed ears moved, and his black eyes looked towards the direction of the sound.
Soon, in its field of vision, a vast expanse of whiteness, like white paper in the snow, gradually came two black spots.
The black spot is small at first, but it quickly accelerates and zooms in quickly, reaching a distance of 100 meters in a blink of an eye.
Swish!
With two soft sounds, the two black spots turned into two men in black, who quickly set foot in the snow.
The snow powder splashed by the two people splashed Snow Goat's face.
It ran away as if frightened, but just turned its head, it no longer saw the two black spots.
Two men in black hurried up the mountain, and soon reached the top of this snow-capped mountain, slowed down on the side of a cedar, and stopped.
Both of them are wearing thick black cloaks. The one in front is a woman, with a beautiful appearance, deep red eyes, and a faintly sharp temperament like a sword.
The man behind is a strong man with an ordinary appearance, long black hair shawl, a burly figure, a little trance, and it is easy to think of him as a female follower, with a very weak sense of existence.
The two came from afar, leaving from White Elephant City, heading for Li Rong and Wei He where the Thirteen True Blood Treasures are located.
The two masters and disciples did not bring any entourage, but each took their belongings and rushed to the fastest speed in order to complete the serving of the thirteen true blood treasures as quickly as possible.
This is also to avoid delays and changes.
Thirteen resource treasures, if one of them changes, it will be quite troublesome.
Li Rong stood on the snowy ground, raised his head and squinted, looking at the highest point of the mountain in the distance.
"The first place I brought you was the top of Wuxue Mountain, the largest mountain in North State."
She exhaled a breath of heat, and the breath stretched a full meter away before slowly dissipating.
"The rest of the strange treasures have been concentrated in two places by Da Yue, but here, there are two kinds of strange treasures, and there is no way to transfer them."
"Is it because of environmental reasons?" Wei He asked curiously. He was also a little strange about the Thirteen True Blood Treasures.
"Yes." Li Rong nodded, "These two kinds of treasures, one is called Jiu Shang Xin Lian, and the other is called Bai Ruye."
She took another long breath.
"They are now intensively planted and cultivated in Mingjue Temple here."
"Mingjue Temple...was the Mingjue Temple that Prince Jiaye retired after he became a monk?" Wei He has seen records in ancient books.
Actually, for today's Dayue, the once true warrior is just a disease of scabies.
Most of Da Yue's strength and energy are concentrated on internal struggles for power.
The emperor and Buddhism are susceptible to each other. On the contrary, the real strength sects who have been far away from the big moon are no longer the core of many masters' attention.
"Jiaye.... That was the predecessor of Da Yue and Wu, after you see it, don't be rude. In terms of strength, this prince who lives in seclusion is equally good."
"Yes."
The two rested for a while, continued to unfold their body skills, and rushed towards the highest point of the mountain, a small Buddhist temple.
The Buddhist temple is like a cube with a huge ball on top.
The entire Buddhist temple is black, but most of the surface is covered with thick snow powder.
The snow powder dyed the entire Buddhist temple white, and only a few places can see the bare black wall.
In a short while, Li Rong and Wei He had already crossed hundreds of meters to reach the top of the Buddhist temple.
The Buddhist temple is not big, more than 20 meters long, more than 10 meters high, and there are more than ten icy steps in front of the temple.
Squatting on both sides is a statue of a stone-carved monster. The monster is as tall as one person and more than three meters long. It looks like a lion but not a lion, or a tiger or a tiger.
Li Rong took Wei He and walked to the front of the Buddhist temple on foot. They were directly in front of them. On the door plaque, there were three large characters with black background and red pen: Mingjue Temple.
"Li Rong of the Fentian Army, come to visit the host of Jingxu." Li Rong shouted loudly.
Fortunately, the weather is good, there is no wind and snow, only light golden sunlight without temperature, evenly covering the surface of the Buddhist temple.
The sound is passed through without any interference.
Squeak...
The wooden door opened slowly, opening inward.
Li Rong took the lead, Wei He followed, and the two filed into the door.
At the first glance, it was a male-female Buddha statue with glaring eyes and closed arms, with ribbons and rings wrapped around its body.
The Buddha statue is three meters high, and the whole body is black. I don't know what material it is.
On the futon below the Buddha statue, facing the door, sits an old monk in a black robe.
The old monk remained motionless, sitting still, as if he hadn't noticed anyone coming in.
"Jingxu presides over, I will bring my disciples to accept this time's real blood and treasure." Li Rong stopped and said seriously and respectfully.
The person in front of me, even in her status, needs to be treated with courtesy.
After all, I can stay in one place for decades, with nothing but wind and snow around.
This kind of loneliness is just for guarding the surrounding strong wind belts, preventing real beasts from raging, and monitoring the huge threats that may arise.
This kind of dedication and will is worthy of respect from anyone.
As for the True Blood Treasure, it's just incidental.
The old monk fell silent and waited for a while before he slowly turned around.
"Li Rong...Fentian Army Headquarters?"
This is an old man with a face like dead wood and wrinkles like dense cracks.
A dazzling glance makes people wonder whether the wrinkles on his face are creases or wounds.
Li Rong and Wei He quickly saluted them respectfully.
Buddhism etiquette, just bow and put your hands together.
"I remember you..." Jingxu's eyes vaguely plunged into memories. "Back when you were a little girl, when I talked with your master, you were still serving tea and water... I didn't expect you to step into this step now..."
Li Rong smiled bitterly, really to count, her age is too far apart.
"Host, this is the seedling chosen by the Fentian Army."
She quickly pushed Wei He out.
Wei He saluted solemnly and stepped forward.
"Junior Wang Xuan, I have seen Jingxu host."
Jingxu's gaze, glanced at him.
"If you want to take away the strange treasure, you can, but you need to prove that you have the value of taking the strange treasure."
"Value? What do you mean by hosting?" Wei Heyi was stunned, unexpectedly such a scene would appear.
"Different treasures are condensed by the aura of heaven and earth, so naturally they can't be handed over in such a hasty way." Jing Xu said lightly.
"So, how does the host think that the younger generation should prove it?" Wei He narrowed his eyes.
"It's very simple. In the temple, there is an ancient bell that cannot be ringed all year round.
Because of its special material, if you can ring it, you can take the two kinds of real blood treasures I have here for the first time. "Jingxu seems to be prepared.
Li Rong and Wei He are all in their hearts.
Jingxu didn't care too much, stood up, took the two towards the back of the Buddha statue, came out from the back door, and the three quickly came to a courtyard.
The courtyard is small, but there is a huge bronze clock in the middle.
Zhong Yue is four meters high and two meters wide. On it are carved many stories of Buddhas helping sentient beings and various monks showing their supernatural powers.
Jing Xu presided over and stood in front of Gu Zhong.
"Knock it." He briefly patted Gu Zhong, then turned and left.
"When it rings, when will I give you the first treasure, if it doesn’t ring, it will only be the end."
Li Rong's complexion is a bit ugly~IndoMTL.com~ But she can't do anything with things in others' hands.
We can only look aside Wei He.
Wei He took a step forward, put his hand on the ancient clock, and touched the material. Then he tapped his fingers lightly.
There is no sound.
The material of this ancient clock does not seem to be metal, but rather a sound similar to a tough version of rubber.
If you want to ring the big bell with this kind of material... it's not that difficult.
Since it's all here, Wei He patiently fell silent, studying how to ring this ancient gum bell.
Boom.
He slapped the ancient bell directly with a palm, but the sound was there, but it was not loud enough at all, and it was not a bell.
The two have been studying until it gets dark outside, and they are still clueless. So he also found a place in the temple and rested cross-legged.