Chapter 615
Holy Master Huangtian?
"It's coming." Mo Gong, who was dressed in a Taoist robe thousands of miles away, took a deep breath and murmured, a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, feeling the terrifying aura rushing from afar, the remaining masters also gasped.
Although on the surface they remained relatively calm, deep down in their souls they were already beginning to tremble.
Even if the Holy Lord of Huangtian has not really arrived yet!
——Sin.
This is the so-called difference between immortals and mortals, an insurmountable majestic peak, and an insurmountable natural moat.
Along with the fear, there is also a hint of curiosity and anticipation that cannot be concealed.
In fact, even though this mighty man has been living in Huangtianyu, living under the jurisdiction of Huangtian Holy Land.But for the Holy Lord of Huangtian, whose dragon never sees its end, even though most of them are the masters of a sect in the Remnant Immortal Realm, they have only seen her once or twice on some grand occasions.More impressions of the Holy Lord Huangtian come from various word-of-mouth conversations with the older generation.
— This is inevitable.
It exists as a fairyland, with the same longevity as the sky, and the time is endless.However, the powers of these Remnant Wonderlands will eventually wither one day.
In addition, in this era, the Holy Lord of Huangtian is invisible and rarely takes action. As a result, apart from knowing that there is such a person who cannot be offended, everyone is not clear about her disposition and temper.
The unknown brings fear.
——When the various sects and sects are passed on from generation to generation, and the life is endless, looking up, the figure standing at the fixed point of the Huangtianyu has never changed.
This is also one of the biggest reasons why the fairyland world is in awe of the existence of "Wonderland" - when you were born, she had already reached the peak; when you died, she still existed forever.
This feeling of humbleness and powerlessness, as if looking up at the sky, has been passed down from generation to generation, and the myth of "immortals" has just been created.
"I can only hope that the young monk can last a little longer."
The burly Venerable Li took a deep breath, and between his fingers, there was a roar that made the space tremble, and there was a hint of expectation in his voice, "This is a move from the fairyland, even if it's just a move, it's not good for us. Quite a benefit."
After the voice fell, the rest of the figures also nodded slightly.
In addition to paying attention to the whole situation, their purpose of this trip is to realize the Dao.
To a mortal or a low-level cultivator, it may be just an incomprehensible mighty power; but to the Remnant Immortal Realm, it is an absolutely rare fortune!
It's a pity that it is said that the holy master practiced the way of strength, breaking the void with supreme power with every gesture. "The hunchbacked old man Heitian sighed, and glanced at Venerable Li who was like a hill, "It just fits with the way that Venerable Li cultivated, and for us, the benefits are much smaller. "
"Relatively speaking." The coquettish woman in glass and feather clothes shook her head, "Even if it's just a glance, it's a chance for us who are struggling to understand the Tao!"
After a pause, she originally planned to say something, but suddenly, her expression froze.
The rest of the great powers of heaven also froze all over, holding their breath and concentrating!
And following their gazes, they saw a figure walking from afar in the ravaged battlefield.
——It doesn't look tall, and it doesn't bring any fighting momentum or killing intent. It even bounces all the way, like a little girl going to the market in an ordinary city.
It's just that the terrifying cracks left in the void where each step is stepped make people frightened.
On the Qingjin ship, Jiangnan, who had clearly made all the preparations, looked at the little figure with an increasingly weird expression.
In the information records from Qiandao and Lidao, there were some descriptions about Kunkan Erdao, which naturally included the basic information of the two "kings" and dozens of immortals.
Among them, there are only a few sentences about the information about the Holy Lord of Huangtian. It is said that this is a terrifying existence that pushes its own might to the peak. If you don't practice the divine channel method, you can destroy the world with every move.
At that time, the impression that Huangtian Shengzhu gave to Jiangnan was probably that kind of burly, arrogance and peerless murderer - just like a guy with muscles on his forehead among those watching melon-eating crowd thousands of miles away Same.
Hmm... no matter how bad it is, it should be the appearance of a king whose aura is as deep as the sea, whose majesty overwhelms the world and suppresses the world.
But when he really saw the rumored Holy Lord of Huangtian, Jiang Nan couldn't hold back anymore.
There is no peerless murderer, no muscles that are as cold as iron and stone, and even no ethereal fairy aura that makes people feel small at first sight.
——Just a little girl with red lips and white teeth.
The Holy Lord of Huangtian looks about twelve or thirteen years old, with bright eyebrows and bright teeth, long black hair tied into two small balls behind his head, wearing a golden-red fur robe, watery eyes, full of aura.
If it weren't for the looming majestic aura and the collapsed void cracks where it passed, you would have no problem saying that this is not some fairy, but a little girl from a wealthy family who knows nothing about the world.
Jiang Nan looked at the Chu couple, and saw that they were both horrified and worried, and their eyes were also dull.
It seems that they didn't know the true face of the Holy Lord of Huangtian before.
——But it's right to think about it. The Chu couple are not from Huangtianyu, and their realm is low. How can they have the opportunity to meet the Holy Lord of Huangtian?
After a brief moment of stupefaction, Jiang Nan took a deep breath and regained his composure—even though his appearance was a little strange, but... an immortal is an immortal, there is absolutely no doubt about it.
The original plan will not be changed.
While everyone was in a different state of mind, the Holy Lord of Huangtian had already reached this side of the world. She first glanced at Jiangnan, Chu Zhaowen and the others, but she did not rush to say anything, but turned her head to where the three brothers of Huangtian were. When he saw it, he frowned slightly.
Then, reach out and take it out.
The little white hand, which was as immature as a lotus root, probed and pulled in the void.
In an instant, the boundless earth trembled, and from the huge bottomless sinkhole, three figures in a state of distress were pulled out by an invisible force.
It was the Huangtian trio with a look of despair and guilt.
The three of them seemed to be seriously injured, but they were still full of energy. When they saw the immature girl in front of them, they knelt down on the ground on the spot and said in unison: "Holy Master, we are not good at learning. It’s embarrassing, and I ask the Holy Lord to punish me!”
The little girl frowned, muttered and spoke with an old-fashioned look: "I told you a long time ago, don't fight if you can't win the fight, and it turned out like this... "
"Yes! Yes! You are right!" The three brothers of Huangtian didn't dare to raise their heads, and answered yes again and again.
But the Holy Master Huangtian reprimanded, but his hands were quite soft-hearted, wisps of Taoism gushed out from between those immature fingers, and entered the bodies of the three Huangtian brothers.
The injuries of the three of them healed and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a while, she curled her lips, looked around at the messy world, and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
Therefore, the three Huangtian brothers did not dare to hesitate, and told everything in detail.
From the appearance of Mr. Blood, but encountering Jiangnan, to the war between the two sides, to the final result...no omissions, no exaggerations or fabrications - but there is no such thing as a wicked dog who gets his way in front of his master and complains before his master. Blood Bridge.
This is also reasonable, after all, it is not a smart plan to deceive a fairyland existence.
"That's it."
The three Huangtians spoke in unison, pointing to Jiangnan not far away, "We want that monk to follow us back to the Holy Land to plead guilty and maintain the prestige of the Holy Land. In the end, there was a conflict, which evolved into the current situation."
While speaking, Holy Master Huangtian nodded slightly, and her eyes followed the three brothers of Huangtian, showing a trace of curiosity.
There is no doubt that today's Jiangnan has exhausted the borrowed Taoism of the ontology, and in the eyes of the Holy Master Huangtian, he is just a mortal with flesh and blood.But in the mouths of the three Huangtian brothers, they forcibly described the person in front of them as a terrifying existence comparable to a fairyland.
While the little girl was puzzled, she also aroused a bit of curiosity.
Then, she coughed twice, turned her head, looked at the three Huangtian brothers again, and said bluntly: "——Wrong!"
The three Huangtians trembled all over, but they buried their heads even deeper, not daring to refute.
"It's not wrong for you to want to maintain the prestige of the Holy Land, but the prestige of our generation does not depend on these bluffing tricks."
The Holy Master Huangtian snorted softly, clenched his pink and tender fists,
"—It depends on this. Because the fist is big, the holy land is the holy land; because I have never lost a fight, my generation is my generation!"
"The fist is hard enough, even if the little traitor is killed, the Holy Land will be number one in the sky; the fist is not hard enough, even if people in the world take turns to apologize to the Holy Land, they will not be really afraid of the Holy Land! —Punish you to sit at the bottom of the cold pond for a thousand years.”
After hearing this, the three Huangtian brothers took a deep breath, lowered their bodies even lower, and replied respectfully: "...We understand!"
Seeing this, Holy Master Huangtian nodded in satisfaction.
Jiangnan in the distance showed a strange look—although what she said made sense, but when the little girl clenched her small hand over and over again, it still made people laugh.
Finally, the Holy Lord Huangtian turned his head, looked at Jiangnan, and said without concealment: "You beat them up, I was very angry, and I planned to beat you up too! But now I know, they If you made a mistake first, and your skills are not as good as others, you deserve to be beaten--I don't make things difficult for you, you can go."
After the words fell, the Chu couple was overjoyed!
Looking at this, it seems that today's matter will be over?
——Who would have imagined that the Master Shengzhu behind the domineering Huangtian three would see everything so clearly?
But Jiang Nan frowned - he had to admit that the Holy Lord Huangtian, who had such an appearance and rumors, did not have the airs of being the overlord of the Holy Land, but... was quite sensible.
In normal times, Jiangnan thinks it's pretty good.
But now, he has made up his mind to use the name of Huangtian Holy Land to frighten the heroes and ensure a smooth journey in the future.
What's going on here?
And also feel at a loss, there are the powerful people who have witnessed everything thousands of miles away.
All the great powers were dumbfounded.
Venerable Li scratched his head in disbelief, "...That's it? Is this the end of the matter?"
Although they didn't really understand the Holy Lord Huangtian, but based on ordinary people's thinking, they thought that the Holy Lord Huangtian must be angry and take action to restore face for the Holy Land.
But who would have thought that the Holy Master didn't care about the fact that the three Huangtian brothers were beaten up, and instead punished them?
—I have all my pants off, so you just show me this?
The old man Heitian showed suspicion, "The old man also heard from the master that the Holy Master Huangtian loved fighting all his life, and he almost fought all the way - the Holy Land Lords around him were bothered by her. But now I see , I can only say that...it’s an exaggeration.”
After the words fell, Mo Gong, who was wearing a Taoist robe, also nodded, "I have also heard about this, and it is said that the Holy Master is a fighting madman, and he can't hold back when he encounters a strong opponent-is there a possibility that she can't see it? Go to that mysterious monk?"
"It's not that you can't look down on it?"
Venerable Li looked at the three old men who did not dare to breathe in the battlefield, frowned and said: "As we all know, the three Huangtians are invincible under the immortals, and even the Three Phase Realm has grasped a trace of the true meaning of immortals - they can easily defeat them." Their existence must have the mighty power of being close to immortals, right? Does that Holy Master even look down on this?"
"Oh, forget it, it's useless to talk too much, let's break up." The old man Heitian sighed and waved his hands in a disinterested manner.
When they came here, apart from being alarmed by the fighting between the three of Huangtian, they wanted to witness for themselves the appearance of a fight in the Immortal Realm, using the jade from other mountains to attack their own stone.
But now, it all seems to be over.
When the old man Heitian spoke, everyone also showed disappointment and regret, turned around and prepared to leave.
At the same time, more and more monks who were paying attention to everything from afar also looked back.
A storm seemed to subside.
And in the previously messy world, after speaking to Jiangnan, the Holy Lord of Huangtian brought the three brothers of Huangtian and prepared to return to the Holy Land of Huangtian.
But at this moment, the young monk's voice sounded in the battlefield.
"Holy Lord, wait a minute."
The little girl was taken aback for a moment, then turned around, seemingly puzzled.
Jiang Nan took a deep breath and cupped his hands: "I have heard for a long time that the Holy Lord of Huangtian is so powerful, please... give me advice."
His voice was not high, but he didn't try to hide it, just like speaking normally.
At that moment, the Chu couple's expressions of surprise froze on their faces.
They looked at Jiangnan like a ghost, with their mouths open, speechless!
And those melon-eating monks who were also preparing to go back to their respective homes also turned around at this moment with shock in their eyes.
Thousands of miles away, all the powerful people are stupid.
Venerable Li slapped himself on the forehead, swallowed, "I...heard me right?"
Daoist Mo Gong also took a deep breath, "The young monk, is he actively challenging the Holy Master?"
"Hehe, it's really... a surprise!" Elder Heitian was so shocked that he rubbed his hands together in excitement.
At the same time, besides them, there were more monks watching the excitement looking at Jiangnan. Apart from a ray of admiration, the rest was... pity.
——It was as if seeing a newborn calf raise its immature horns and rush towards the sleeping tiger without fear of death.
At the same time, feeling the terrifying aura rushing from afar, the remaining masters also gasped.
Although on the surface they remained relatively calm, deep down in their souls they were already beginning to tremble.
Even if the Holy Lord of Huangtian has not really arrived yet!
——Sin.
This is the so-called difference between immortals and mortals, an insurmountable majestic peak, and an insurmountable natural moat.
Along with the fear, there is also a hint of curiosity and anticipation that cannot be concealed.
In fact, even though this mighty man has been living in Huangtianyu, living under the jurisdiction of Huangtian Holy Land.But for the Holy Lord of Huangtian, whose dragon never sees its end, even though most of them are the masters of a sect in the Remnant Immortal Realm, they have only seen her once or twice on some grand occasions.More impressions of the Holy Lord Huangtian come from various word-of-mouth conversations with the older generation.
— This is inevitable.
It exists as a fairyland, with the same longevity as the sky, and the time is endless.However, the powers of these Remnant Wonderlands will eventually wither one day.
In addition, in this era, the Holy Lord of Huangtian is invisible and rarely takes action. As a result, apart from knowing that there is such a person who cannot be offended, everyone is not clear about her disposition and temper.
The unknown brings fear.
——When the various sects and sects are passed on from generation to generation, and the life is endless, looking up, the figure standing at the fixed point of the Huangtianyu has never changed.
This is also one of the biggest reasons why the fairyland world is in awe of the existence of "Wonderland" - when you were born, she had already reached the peak; when you died, she still existed forever.
This feeling of humbleness and powerlessness, as if looking up at the sky, has been passed down from generation to generation, and the myth of "immortals" has just been created.
"I can only hope that the young monk can last a little longer."
The burly Venerable Li took a deep breath, and between his fingers, there was a roar that made the space tremble, and there was a hint of expectation in his voice, "This is a move from the fairyland, even if it's just a move, it's not good for us. Quite a benefit."
After the voice fell, the rest of the figures also nodded slightly.
In addition to paying attention to the whole situation, their purpose of this trip is to realize the Dao.
To a mortal or a low-level cultivator, it may be just an incomprehensible mighty power; but to the Remnant Immortal Realm, it is an absolutely rare fortune!
It's a pity that it is said that the holy master practiced the way of strength, breaking the void with supreme power with every gesture. "The hunchbacked old man Heitian sighed, and glanced at Venerable Li who was like a hill, "It just fits with the way that Venerable Li cultivated, and for us, the benefits are much smaller. "
"Relatively speaking." The coquettish woman in glass and feather clothes shook her head, "Even if it's just a glance, it's a chance for us who are struggling to understand the Tao!"
After a pause, she originally planned to say something, but suddenly, her expression froze.
The rest of the great powers of heaven also froze all over, holding their breath and concentrating!
And following their gazes, they saw a figure walking from afar in the ravaged battlefield.
——It doesn't look tall, and it doesn't bring any fighting momentum or killing intent. It even bounces all the way, like a little girl going to the market in an ordinary city.
It's just that the terrifying cracks left in the void where each step is stepped make people frightened.
On the Qingjin ship, Jiangnan, who had clearly made all the preparations, looked at the little figure with an increasingly weird expression.
In the information records from Qiandao and Lidao, there were some descriptions about Kunkan Erdao, which naturally included the basic information of the two "kings" and dozens of immortals.
Among them, there are only a few sentences about the information about the Holy Lord of Huangtian. It is said that this is a terrifying existence that pushes its own might to the peak. If you don't practice the divine channel method, you can destroy the world with every move.
At that time, the impression that Huangtian Shengzhu gave to Jiangnan was probably that kind of burly, arrogance and peerless murderer - just like a guy with muscles on his forehead among those watching melon-eating crowd thousands of miles away Same.
Hmm... no matter how bad it is, it should be the appearance of a king whose aura is as deep as the sea, whose majesty overwhelms the world and suppresses the world.
But when he really saw the rumored Holy Lord of Huangtian, Jiang Nan couldn't hold back anymore.
There is no peerless murderer, no muscles that are as cold as iron and stone, and even no ethereal fairy aura that makes people feel small at first sight.
——Just a little girl with red lips and white teeth.
The Holy Lord of Huangtian looks about twelve or thirteen years old, with bright eyebrows and bright teeth, long black hair tied into two small balls behind his head, wearing a golden-red fur robe, watery eyes, full of aura.
If it weren't for the looming majestic aura and the collapsed void cracks where it passed, you would have no problem saying that this is not some fairy, but a little girl from a wealthy family who knows nothing about the world.
Jiang Nan looked at the Chu couple, and saw that they were both horrified and worried, and their eyes were also dull.
It seems that they didn't know the true face of the Holy Lord of Huangtian before.
——But it's right to think about it. The Chu couple are not from Huangtianyu, and their realm is low. How can they have the opportunity to meet the Holy Lord of Huangtian?
After a brief moment of stupefaction, Jiang Nan took a deep breath and regained his composure—even though his appearance was a little strange, but... an immortal is an immortal, there is absolutely no doubt about it.
The original plan will not be changed.
While everyone was in a different state of mind, the Holy Lord of Huangtian had already reached this side of the world. She first glanced at Jiangnan, Chu Zhaowen and the others, but she did not rush to say anything, but turned her head to where the three brothers of Huangtian were. When he saw it, he frowned slightly.
Then, reach out and take it out.
The little white hand, which was as immature as a lotus root, probed and pulled in the void.
In an instant, the boundless earth trembled, and from the huge bottomless sinkhole, three figures in a state of distress were pulled out by an invisible force.
It was the Huangtian trio with a look of despair and guilt.
The three of them seemed to be seriously injured, but they were still full of energy. When they saw the immature girl in front of them, they knelt down on the ground on the spot and said in unison: "Holy Master, we are not good at learning. It’s embarrassing, and I ask the Holy Lord to punish me!”
The little girl frowned, muttered and spoke with an old-fashioned look: "I told you a long time ago, don't fight if you can't win the fight, and it turned out like this... "
"Yes! Yes! You are right!" The three brothers of Huangtian didn't dare to raise their heads, and answered yes again and again.
But the Holy Master Huangtian reprimanded, but his hands were quite soft-hearted, wisps of Taoism gushed out from between those immature fingers, and entered the bodies of the three Huangtian brothers.
The injuries of the three of them healed and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a while, she curled her lips, looked around at the messy world, and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
Therefore, the three Huangtian brothers did not dare to hesitate, and told everything in detail.
From the appearance of Mr. Blood, but encountering Jiangnan, to the war between the two sides, to the final result...no omissions, no exaggerations or fabrications - but there is no such thing as a wicked dog who gets his way in front of his master and complains before his master. Blood Bridge.
This is also reasonable, after all, it is not a smart plan to deceive a fairyland existence.
"That's it."
The three Huangtians spoke in unison, pointing to Jiangnan not far away, "We want that monk to follow us back to the Holy Land to plead guilty and maintain the prestige of the Holy Land. In the end, there was a conflict, which evolved into the current situation."
While speaking, Holy Master Huangtian nodded slightly, and her eyes followed the three brothers of Huangtian, showing a trace of curiosity.
There is no doubt that today's Jiangnan has exhausted the borrowed Taoism of the ontology, and in the eyes of the Holy Master Huangtian, he is just a mortal with flesh and blood.But in the mouths of the three Huangtian brothers, they forcibly described the person in front of them as a terrifying existence comparable to a fairyland.
While the little girl was puzzled, she also aroused a bit of curiosity.
Then, she coughed twice, turned her head, looked at the three Huangtian brothers again, and said bluntly: "——Wrong!"
The three Huangtians trembled all over, but they buried their heads even deeper, not daring to refute.
"It's not wrong for you to want to maintain the prestige of the Holy Land, but the prestige of our generation does not depend on these bluffing tricks."
The Holy Master Huangtian snorted softly, clenched his pink and tender fists,
"—It depends on this. Because the fist is big, the holy land is the holy land; because I have never lost a fight, my generation is my generation!"
"The fist is hard enough, even if the little traitor is killed, the Holy Land will be number one in the sky; the fist is not hard enough, even if people in the world take turns to apologize to the Holy Land, they will not be really afraid of the Holy Land! —Punish you to sit at the bottom of the cold pond for a thousand years.”
After hearing this, the three Huangtian brothers took a deep breath, lowered their bodies even lower, and replied respectfully: "...We understand!"
Seeing this, Holy Master Huangtian nodded in satisfaction.
Jiangnan in the distance showed a strange look—although what she said made sense, but when the little girl clenched her small hand over and over again, it still made people laugh.
Finally, the Holy Lord Huangtian turned his head, looked at Jiangnan, and said without concealment: "You beat them up, I was very angry, and I planned to beat you up too! But now I know, they If you made a mistake first, and your skills are not as good as others, you deserve to be beaten--I don't make things difficult for you, you can go."
After the words fell, the Chu couple was overjoyed!
Looking at this, it seems that today's matter will be over?
——Who would have imagined that the Master Shengzhu behind the domineering Huangtian three would see everything so clearly?
But Jiang Nan frowned - he had to admit that the Holy Lord Huangtian, who had such an appearance and rumors, did not have the airs of being the overlord of the Holy Land, but... was quite sensible.
In normal times, Jiangnan thinks it's pretty good.
But now, he has made up his mind to use the name of Huangtian Holy Land to frighten the heroes and ensure a smooth journey in the future.
What's going on here?
And also feel at a loss, there are the powerful people who have witnessed everything thousands of miles away.
All the great powers were dumbfounded.
Venerable Li scratched his head in disbelief, "...That's it? Is this the end of the matter?"
Although they didn't really understand the Holy Lord Huangtian, but based on ordinary people's thinking, they thought that the Holy Lord Huangtian must be angry and take action to restore face for the Holy Land.
But who would have thought that the Holy Master didn't care about the fact that the three Huangtian brothers were beaten up, and instead punished them?
—I have all my pants off, so you just show me this?
The old man Heitian showed suspicion, "The old man also heard from the master that the Holy Master Huangtian loved fighting all his life, and he almost fought all the way - the Holy Land Lords around him were bothered by her. But now I see , I can only say that...it’s an exaggeration.”
After the words fell, Mo Gong, who was wearing a Taoist robe, also nodded, "I have also heard about this, and it is said that the Holy Master is a fighting madman, and he can't hold back when he encounters a strong opponent-is there a possibility that she can't see it? Go to that mysterious monk?"
"It's not that you can't look down on it?"
Venerable Li looked at the three old men who did not dare to breathe in the battlefield, frowned and said: "As we all know, the three Huangtians are invincible under the immortals, and even the Three Phase Realm has grasped a trace of the true meaning of immortals - they can easily defeat them." Their existence must have the mighty power of being close to immortals, right? Does that Holy Master even look down on this?"
"Oh, forget it, it's useless to talk too much, let's break up." The old man Heitian sighed and waved his hands in a disinterested manner.
When they came here, apart from being alarmed by the fighting between the three of Huangtian, they wanted to witness for themselves the appearance of a fight in the Immortal Realm, using the jade from other mountains to attack their own stone.
But now, it all seems to be over.
When the old man Heitian spoke, everyone also showed disappointment and regret, turned around and prepared to leave.
At the same time, more and more monks who were paying attention to everything from afar also looked back.
A storm seemed to subside.
And in the previously messy world, after speaking to Jiangnan, the Holy Lord of Huangtian brought the three brothers of Huangtian and prepared to return to the Holy Land of Huangtian.
But at this moment, the young monk's voice sounded in the battlefield.
"Holy Lord, wait a minute."
The little girl was taken aback for a moment, then turned around, seemingly puzzled.
Jiang Nan took a deep breath and cupped his hands: "I have heard for a long time that the Holy Lord of Huangtian is so powerful, please... give me advice."
His voice was not high, but he didn't try to hide it, just like speaking normally.
At that moment, the Chu couple's expressions of surprise froze on their faces.
They looked at Jiangnan like a ghost, with their mouths open, speechless!
And those melon-eating monks who were also preparing to go back to their respective homes also turned around at this moment with shock in their eyes.
Thousands of miles away, all the powerful people are stupid.
Venerable Li slapped himself on the forehead, swallowed, "I...heard me right?"
Daoist Mo Gong also took a deep breath, "The young monk, is he actively challenging the Holy Master?"
"Hehe, it's really... a surprise!" Elder Heitian was so shocked that he rubbed his hands together in excitement.
At the same time, besides them, there were more monks watching the excitement looking at Jiangnan. Apart from a ray of admiration, the rest was... pity.
——It was as if seeing a newborn calf raise its immature horns and rush towards the sleeping tiger without fear of death.