Temple of Madness

Chapter 241 Patriarch of Mount Emei

Chapter 240 Patriarch of Mount Emei

Coming to an open-air pool, Zhang Yang looked at this ordinary place, and there was nothing unusual about it. Practicing here can really do as she said, get twice the result with half the effort?
"The young man will know when he enters." Zhou Zhikun looked at Zhang Yang's expression and smiled mysteriously.

Zhang Yang walked into the pool water in doubt, the water was very clear and cold at the same time, making Zhang Yang's heart very clear.

Suddenly, he felt a subtle change in his thoughts, and he recalled the techniques in "Eight Nine Xuan Gong" in his mind.

It has to be dissected in the mind bit by bit, just like a martial arts master is explaining to himself, and the essence of it can be understood immediately.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly embraced Yuan Guiyi and began to comprehend.

The first thing to comprehend is a stick technique called Maha Shida. Its intention is boundless and endless.

This stick method is extremely mysterious, Zhang Yang unconsciously picked up the Tenglong stick in his hand and swung it automatically.

The stick technique is changing rapidly, and there is no uniform move. It was a bit confusing to him at first, but with the help of the Xixiangchi, Zhang Yang miraculously comprehended the mystery.

Time passed slowly, Zhang Yang closed his eyes, and slowly raised the flying stick, suddenly!The stick wind blew up, affecting the entire Elephant Washing Pond, the torrent splashed in all directions, and a gray air flow was born on the Tenglong stick. The air flow was very heavy, as if it had the power of collapsing mountains, crushing the entire space.

The formation here will affect the entire Mount Emei. Zhang Yang almost destroyed Mount Emei by waving it at will. Fortunately, the leader released a formation in time to wrap the entire Mount Emei. Otherwise, Zhang Yang might really be unconscious. Destroyed the mountain gate.

Continuing to practice, Zhang Yang has gradually mastered Maha Shida. This is one of the most powerful stick techniques, and it is the most suitable for Zhang Yang at present.

Continuing to comprehend, Zhang Yang began to understand Shenhuangquan. This boxing technique is even more mysterious. He only has a superficial grasp of it, and it has that level of power. If it is strictly divided according to the level, it should only be regarded as superficial.

However, Zhang Yang has been cultivating in this elephant washing pool for a full three months. During these three months, he has not felt the passage of time, and has been immersed in his own world.

Finally, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a divine light shot out from his eyes, hitting the sky directly.

He let out a long breath, looked up at the sky, and roared suddenly with pride in his heart.

The sound wave swept away towards the surroundings, and this roar attracted the attention of everyone in Mount Emei.

The head of Mount Emei suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Yang, and seeing the changes in Zhang Yang, he nodded in satisfaction.

"In the past three months, it seems that you have gained a lot." The head said slowly.

The head of Mount Emei looks very young, like not much older than Zhang Yang, but there is a hint of meanness between her brows, I don't know if it is because of her personality.

Can't help but think of Miejue Shitai, it seems Miejue Shitai looks like this too.

"Zhang Yang has seen the head of the sect before, and he has heard of the great name for a long time. When I saw him today, he really deserves his reputation." Face-saving efforts must be done well.

"There's no need to be too polite." The headmaster waved his hand and said.

"Dare to ask, where did senior go?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, not seeing the figure of the Patriarch of Mount Emei.

The head of the sect sighed, with a faint look of sadness between her brows, she said slowly: "The patriarch, she has already sat down."

"What?" Zhang Yang was extremely shocked. In the past three months, the Patriarch of Mount Emei died?

"The patriarch has already run out of oil, and when she saw you, she was close to her lifespan. Just a month after you practiced, she passed away." The headmaster had a sad look on his face. It would be very uncomfortable for anyone.

The same is true of Zhang Yang, although he has not been in contact with the patriarch, but the things she told him are very important, and the so-called Xixiangchi was also the patriarch who asked him to come here to practice, Zhang Yang will never forget this kindness.

"The patriarch entrusted me to deliver you a letter when he was dying." The headmaster took out an ordinary letter from the storage bag.

After Zhang Yang took it, he opened it and looked at the contents inside. After reading it, a ball of fire suddenly appeared in his hand and burned it to ashes.

"Only you know the contents of the letter, maybe I want to explain something to you." The head guessed.

"If something happens to Emei in the future, feel free to come to me, and Zhang will do his best to help." Zhang Yang said solemnly.

"The patriarch entrusted me with something, and it's not too late, let's go first." Zhang Yang said.

"Yeah." The master nodded.

Zhang Yang suddenly galloped in one direction, with azure blue light in his eyes, he opened a hole in the mountain guard formation in front of him that could pass through a person, and then got out...

Right after the head left, Nan Gongying walked up to the head and asked curiously, "Why does the patriarch care so much about him?"

"How can you and I make wild guesses about what the Patriarch thinks?" the headmaster said displeasedly.

"Disciple knows my mistake." Nangong Ying quickly bowed her head and admitted her mistake.

"Perhaps this is the choice of the patriarch." The leader Youyou said.

Originally, the Patriarch of Mount Emei still had 5000 years to live, and she can be regarded as one of the most powerful Mahayana old monsters in the human race. She is of the same generation as Gu Chengfeng, but because of the deduction technique, she Consumed a lot of life yuan, until the end of life.

Zhang Yang flew towards the ancient capital of North China, where there was an important matter entrusted to him by the Patriarch of Mount Emei.

Arriving in the ancient city, Zhang Yang followed the instructions and came to an ordinary grocery store called Mingtong Grocery Store. The clothes in the store were very simple, even a bit dilapidated.

The obsolete goods were randomly placed on the container, and the boss was nowhere to be seen. Zhang Yang asked loudly, "Is the boss there?"

"Hey! Here we come! What do you want to buy?" I saw a middle-aged greasy uncle walking out of the inner room with a beard and a white vest, a pair of sandals, and a pair of large trousers.

"You are Wang Mingtong?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yeah, isn't there a name on the door? Mingtong Grocery Store." The uncle nodded.

"What about things?" Zhang Yang asked.

"What?" Wang Mingtong was a little confused, not knowing what Zhang Yang was talking about.

"The key to unlock the secret realm." Zhang Yang said in a deep voice with a gleam in his eyes.

Wang Mingdao was taken aback for a moment, he frowned, stared into Zhang Yang's eyes, and asked, "Who told you?"

"Patriarch of Mount Emei: Zhou Zhikun." Zhang Yang said lightly.

"It's her!" Wang Mingdao's pupils contracted violently.

(End of this chapter)