It is hard to believe that he is a monk who is a Taoist monk. He looks more like a monk who cheats food and drinks. Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile: "I'll visit Master Lingzhi, and I have something to ask for advice."

Hearing the four words "Sir Lingzhi", the monk's face changed slightly, and he sneered: "Sir Lingzhi has been wandering around and it will take several years to come back. You can go."

It is impossible. The Soul Burial Grass has a secret method to find the location of Master Lingzhi. It confirmed that he was in the Galan Temple, and then he guided him.

"I ask to see Master Lingzhi!" Xiao Yan repeated it seriously.

"I said no, you are so rude. Are you looking for a fight?" The monk was angry, raised his big palm-slap and was about to greet Xiao Yan's head.

But Xiao Yan did not avoid it, but just stared at him quietly. Finally, the monk's slap in the air and grinned: "You kid are brave, but you are not afraid."

Xiao Yan said calmly: "I have a sense of emotion. Master Lingzhi is in the Galan Temple. Please give me some convenience."

The monk stared at him for a moment, and suddenly smiled strangely: "I see that you seemed to have gained something when you looked up at the mountain gate just now. Why not say it and let me listen."

"The word "Galan" is written by a master. It can be picked up by you at will, and it is natural and has the law of origin." Xiao Yan did not hide it and expressed his experiences.

"Do you know what Galan means?" The monk looked at him with interest.

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Galan was originally a place where monks live, and it also means guarding. This temple is called Galan, which means that it does not want to be disturbed by the world."

"Haha, you have wisdom and understand a lot." The monk smiled and shook his head, "But it's not right. Galan is Galan, and there are not so many twists and turns. To understand it from the original meaning of the word, you may have a different experience. My master is indeed not at home, so you can go back."

"..." Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then put his hands together, "Please tell the whereabouts of Jiuye Xuelian."

Master Lingzhi was clearly in the Galan Temple, why did the monk insist that he was not there? Xiao Yan couldn't figure it out.

But one thing is certain. The great monk didn't want him to see Master Lingzhi, so he couldn't see him, and it would be useless to say more.

Anyway, I'm just here to ask questions, so the same is true for the monk.

When the monk heard his words, his eyes widened and laughed: "You are so angry, as if the nine-leaf snow lotus is an ordinary thing like a carrot and vegetables. But when you ask the right person, I do know its whereabouts, but I want to ask, why should I tell you?"

Xiao Yan seriously said: "The master is compassionate and willing to help the world. I think it is based on the word "destiny."

"Haha, do you mean you and I have a fate?" The monk glanced at him deeply, and the smile on his face became deeper.

"If you have the chance, please let the master decide whether you are destined to do so." Xiao Yan stared at him calmly. Xiao Yan's posture is now low enough, and he has the idea of ​​being polite first and then a soldier. If this matter can be solved well, it would be fine. If the monk deliberately makes things difficult for him, he is not polite, he is also a person with a temper.

Perhaps seeing Xiao Yan’s thoughts, the monk smiled: “Since I’m going to decide, then okay, you take me as your teacher, and I will tell you what you want to know.”

"I already have a master, and I will not worship the second master for one disciple." Xiao Yan frowned.

"Do you dislike me for not being qualified to be your master?" The monk stared at him with some shame.

"No, I already have a master, please forgive me." Xiao Yan is neither soft nor hard, neither humble nor arrogant.

The monk shook his head and said, "You have no sincerity. It seems that you don't really want to know the whereabouts of the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus. Why should I tell you? You go back."

Xiao Yan's face slightly sank: "Master, I need it to save my wife's life, please help me!"

"Forcing me?" A smile appeared on the monk's face, and at the same time, a powerful aura was released. His realm suddenly reached the ninth level of the demigod.

But Xiao Yan was not suppressed by his momentum at all, nor did he take a step back. He gritted his teeth and persevered, and his feet were as if they had grown roots on the ground and remained motionless.

Xiao Yan had fought with Wuchang and fought with Ying Ling, and was not unfamiliar with the Ninth Level of Demigods, but the realm strength of the monk in front of him made him unable to see through it, making him feel that he could not match him. To be precise, it was not a realm strength, but a crushing of the level of life.

If you want to use something to describe the level of life, Xiao Yan’s first thought was the state of mind. He had practiced the Brahma Heart Sutra and had now reached the fourth level of the Brahma Heart Sutra. His state of mind turned into a god and entered the realm of the demigod, but he was still a long distance from the fifth level. His intuition told him that the great monk was most likely to have reached the fifth level.

The monk did not practice the Brahma Heart Sutra, but other techniques, but the same path was achieved, and there was no essential difference. In the end, it was based on the level to determine the level.

"Yes, it's so terrifying to the younger generation." The monk smiled slightly, with a little appreciation in his eyes.

"The master has been too much. I am just in love. If there is any offense, please forgive me." Xiao Yan said resiliently.

The monk pondered for a moment and laughed: "Well, I will give you a chance. If you can hold on to my hands for ten breaths, I will satisfy your wish."

Ten breaths are not long or short. If the strengths are similar, there is no problem. If the strengths are different, it will be very difficult to have ten breaths.

"Okay!" Xiao Yan agreed without hesitation. No matter where he was, he would eventually rely on his strength to speak. Without strength, there was no way to talk about anything.

Buzz!

The monk was not polite to him. He opened his firepower as soon as he came up, and his extremely terrifying aura was like a storm that was about to crush Xiao Yan into a slag.

To suppress people with power, he will let this young man see what ruthless crushing under absolute strength is.

Certainly!

Xiao Yan murmured silently in his heart, the true power of the fifth level of the Demigod Heaven was circulating, laying a protective layer around him. At the same time, the flame power and the Yin Evil power in the true power intertwined, and a complementary dual true power network was constructed in the delicate balance. The two forces of Jiyin and Jiyang intersected and merged to form the two ice and fire heavens.

This is a major gain from Xiao Yan in the fallen leaves valley. His current true power has two attributes, and they are opposite attributes. This greatly increases his true power and gives more possibilities for various skills.

Especially skills that require the cooperation of Zhenli, integrating the two Zhenli into one can exert dual or even stronger power.
Chapter completed!