Qi Musiu entered the courtyard, and there was already a white-haired old man waiting for him.

The white-haired old man was holding the tea cup. He raised his head and glanced at Qi Musiu, "Why are you so panicked?"

Qi Musiu stood still and calmed down for a moment, "Just now, I released the news in the teahouse and was stopped by a monk!"

"He asked me for information about Yingbi, and I told him according to the words you taught me!"

"But when I mentioned Jinlongmen, he was surprised."

The white-haired monk was wearing a gray robe and was sitting in the courtyard like an ordinary old man. He was holding a kettle with a smile on his face, "What's this?"

"The reputation of Jinlongmen will become bigger and bigger and will eventually spread all over the world. It is normal for him to have such a reaction!"

"Perhaps he has heard the name of Golden Dragon Gate in other places!"

Qi Musiu looked at the old man and asked: "The shadow wall is about to be born, and the cave sky will emerge. Why do you want to attract so many monks?"

"Jinlongmen has been occupied there for many years in the name of Shenming Sect. Why did it suddenly change its name? Will this arouse their suspicion?"

The white-haired old man raised his head and stared at Qi Musiu, "You have to ask too many questions!"

"Qi Musiu, you have to understand that the less you know, the longer you will live!"

"You don't need to know too much about many things. As long as you can attract more monks, that's enough!"

Qi Musiu nodded, "Many people have heard that there is a Shenming Sect on the other side of the screen wall, and they all feel scared."

"Is there anything we can do to change this situation?"

The white-haired old man shook his head, "No need, this is what we want to see!"

"Don't have too many monks rush there, as long as some strong and potential monks go there, it's enough!"

"Whether Golden Dragon Gate can attract enough power depends on this time!"

Qi Musiu didn't dare to say more, turned and left.

But Yang Bo stayed in the courtyard all the time. He jumped on the branches and flew out of the courtyard.

Yang Bo moved away from the courtyard, but did not leave. Instead, he stared at the courtyard.

The white-haired monk sat where he was and didn't move.

After a long time, the white-haired monk stood up and walked into the room, where a black shrine was placed.

The white-haired monk knelt in front of the shrine, lit three incense sticks, and muttered a few words.

The three sticks of incense were burned out like leads, and the fragrant mist filled the room.

A ray of breeze blew by, and the fragrant mist dissipated.

Yang Bo stared at this scene, full of shock.

I didn’t expect that the Golden Dragon Gate existed in the Holy Realm!

At the beginning, the person Fairy Qingyi faced was the Holy Lord. He was actually able to differentiate and let his clone enter the lower world?

What exactly does Golden Dragon Gate want to do? Why does it want to attract more monks to watch the screen wall?

Yang Bo could feel that this was a conspiracy!

Jinlongmen is causing trouble!

What exactly do they want to do?

The white-haired monk walked back into the courtyard again, picked up the teapot and continued to taste tea.

The white-haired monk is in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian's cultivation. He looks very ordinary, but if he takes action, he is definitely not ordinary.

After a long time, Yang Bo sighed. Even though the shadow wall would be dangerous, he still wanted to take a trip and find out the situation of the Golden Dragon Gate.

Yang Bo flew more than two thousand kilometers east, and then he stopped because he found that a large number of monks were approaching, and these monks were all here for the shadow wall.

Yang Bo found a hiding place, made seals with his hands, changed his appearance, and walked out again.

Soon, Yang Bo arrived at a gathering place for monks, where dozens of monks gathered together, and everyone seemed to be discussing countermeasures.

Yang Bo calmly approached and stood at the edge of the crowd.

"The Yingbi Cave Sky has sunk into the Silver Sand River and has not yet emerged. Therefore, we still have enough time to discuss this matter!"

"Ten thousand years ago, after the Shenming Sect occupied the Yinsha River, outsiders were not allowed to enter. If we want to reach Yingbi Cave, we must pass through the Yinsha River station!"

"Now, there are only monks below the Immortal Realm on site, and Daluo Jinxian has not yet appeared here. It is too difficult for us to pass through!"

"What can you do? Just say it!"

Yang Bo stood on the outside of the crowd and finally understood the reason why this group of people gathered here.

The Shenming Sect should be the Golden Dragon Sect. Do they really know how to choose a name and change the Shenmo Sect to the Shenming Sect? Do they think no one can tell?

Yang Bo stared at the monks at the scene. He found that the scene was basically composed of monks from the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Stage Realm, and the Golden Immortal Realm monks had not arrived, so the leading monk was also in the late stage of the Immortal Realm.

This person spoke, and the scene immediately became lively, and everyone started talking.

"With the strength of our group, there is no way to break into the Shenming Sect. We must wait for the Golden Immortal to arrive!"

"Does everyone know which Da Luo Jinxian will arrive this time?"

"Shenming Sect is a demon sect and should have been eradicated long ago. Should we report to each sect and ask each sect to come forward to eradicate it together?"

"There are several Daluo Jinxian in Shenming Sect. It is not easy to eradicate them. Have you heard about where Shenming Sect moved from? Why haven't you heard of this sect before?"

"What is the origin of this sect, and why did the saints not come forward to eradicate it, but kept it secret?"

"Even the saints keep it secret. Aren't we in danger?"

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The discussion was intense, but there was no progress at all, or even any solution.

Yang Bo stood aside and couldn't help but frown when he heard these discussions.

Because he felt that this group of monks was completely a mob and could not play any role.

However, being among the crowd made Yang Bo ordinary and easy to hide.

This discussion lasted for two days, and more and more monks gathered. Everyone had the same idea and wanted to stay together for warmth.

Until Yang Bo saw Qi Muxiu, he couldn't help but stare at him, why did this man come here?

Isn't he outside to attract more monks?

As Qi Musiu arrived, more monks arrived after him.

Half a day later, hundreds of monks had gathered at the scene!

At this time, a Daluo Jinxian arrived at the scene. This person seemed to be very prestigious. After he arrived, everyone rushed over to say hello to this Daluo Jinxian.

Yang Bo stood in the distance. He stared at the man and couldn't help frowning. He felt that the man was a bit weird. He had an indescribable feeling that made him feel very familiar, but he didn't know which one was convenient.

This golden immortal, named Qian Jinhu, stood in the crowd and chatted enthusiastically with everyone.

Yang Bo looked at the monk beside him who was quite eager. He couldn't help but ask: "When did the senior Jinxian break through and become a Jinxian?"

"Which family's golden immortal is he?"

The young monk standing next to Yang Bo stared at Qian Jinhu eagerly, "Fellow Daoist Qian broke through to the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal Realm in five thousand years, and is now in the late stage of Golden Immortal Realm. He is the number one casual cultivator!"

"Everyone says he is the next saint!"
Chapter completed!