My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Inside the temple, incense fills the air.

The atmosphere is so depressing.

This place was originally a Buddhist holy land, solemn and solemn, but at this moment, with the black mist shrouding everything, everything became completely different and seemed much weirder.

puff!

The incense pierced his eyebrows and almost penetrated his brain.

There was blood dripping down the incense, making a ticking sound. The middle-aged monk looked ferocious and his face was extremely pale. He could even see the incense burning between his eyebrows.

But at this moment, not only did he not have any fear, he was actually quite excited.

It can even be called fanaticism.

He just stared at the statue in the middle of the Main Hall.

The statue of the god stands in the center of the hall.

His face was expressionless, but he exuded bursts of majesty, as if some ancient existence had revived. Even the middle-aged monk couldn't hold it back at all, and fell to his knees with a plop, even trembling.

God!

A true god!

Morning bacteria don’t know Hui Shuo, and crickets don’t know Spring and Autumn!

How could those dirty ants understand that gods really exist in this world.

The reason why the Incense Sect he belongs to has been hidden all these years is because of the existence of gods.

Fall into deep sleep according to the oracle, and then wake up when the catastrophe strikes.

No matter how powerful the Blood Rain Demon Lord is, as long as the god takes action, he still has no ability to resist.

And now, he is waiting for the resurrection of the god.

Buzz!

Buzz!

The void continued to tremble, and the black mist enveloped the entire hall within a short time. At this time, the god finally opened his eyes, indifferent and cold, staring ahead, and finally cast his gaze on on this monk.

"What's the matter?"

A hoarse, majestic voice sounded, and the statue spoke, which was a bit weird no matter what.

The middle-aged monk can be regarded as a peak four-leaf existence, and his soul can be cut into three parts.

Even if you look at the world, there are only a few people who can be his opponent, but at this moment, with this look coming towards him.

He felt as if his soul was frozen, his whole body shuddered, and he said with a trembling voice.

"Lord, your believer has been harmed by a demon. The chess game you have set up over the years will be shattered anytime and anywhere. Please, Lord, grant this humble mortal a death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the statue's gaze seemed to become much sharper. Then, he could feel a finger made of mist slowly touching his eyebrows, as if reading his memory.

His hair stood on end, and images emerged in his mind, all of which were scenes that had just happened on Rainy Street.

After a long time, the fingers stretched back.

The statue was silent for a long time, and a piece of paper fell into his hand.

"I understand, you just need to follow the instructions. Go, there is an ancient existence waiting on Xianglu Mountain, you go and wake it up!"

"Yes!"

The middle-aged monk was respectful, and then he could clearly feel that the aura in the statue was gradually extinguishing, and it didn't take long before it disappeared without a trace.

His face was pale, and he grabbed the incense stick between his eyebrows with one hand and pulled it out suddenly. The incense stick was stained with blood, but he didn't care about it anymore and instead smiled ferociously.

Just looking at the piece of paper in his palm, he seemed to have seen the devil's tragic death.

The gods have sent down an oracle!

He never expected that there would be a forbidden land on Xianglu Mountain, and it would also be a sleeping forbidden land.

This should be a chess piece buried by the Nether Clan. As long as he wakes up the forbidden land, he will release the existence sealed in the forbidden land.

The entire Xianglu Mountain will definitely become a hell on earth, a restricted area of ​​life, and everyone will die, including the Blood Rain Demon Lord.

He remembered very clearly that today, the devil was going to Xianglu Mountain to enjoy the maple forest with the Empress of Tang Dynasty.

Maple leaves are like fire and blood, just perfect for burying these idiots!

"It's time to correct the mistakes of the past. The catastrophe is about to come. It's time to let the people of this era know how insignificant they are."

After saying this in a hoarse, indifferent voice, the middle-aged monk walked directly outside.

Behind him, a famous monk was also following closely, wearing a black robe and holding a black umbrella in his hand, like a mourner.

After all the people left, the temple returned to its previous tranquility. It was completely silent and you could hear the drop of a needle. However, at this time, crunching, crunching, and harsh sounds were heard.

The statue of the god that should have fallen into a deep sleep actually opened its eyes again, and there was some doubt in the cold, emotionless eyes.

His eyes seemed to be looking through the continuous rain towards the hazy Chang'an. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly said.

"I can't trace my destiny. Who are you?"

……

The rain in Chang'an has finally stopped.

The alley was still burning with blazing flames, burning all the corpses.

The black flame was floating like this, and soon flew back between Fang Yang's fingers.

Fang Yang looked at the flame and could clearly feel that his own flame seemed to have grown much stronger, and there was actually a feeling of joy in it. He seemed to enjoy burning these corpses and devouring their souls.

"Sure enough, regular practice is too slow. No wonder those people in the Demon Cult always like to think of some evil ways."

Fang Yang murmured, even a little regretful that there were too few men in black, and they only made his life lamp stronger by half a percent. If there were more black men, maybe his strength could be improved.

Fang Yang shook his head and sighed, more or less regretful.

Beside him, Ye Qinghong bit his lip, his cold eyes showing a bit of confusion and confusion, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he suddenly turned around and looked at his master.

"Master, does what happened to my family back then have anything to do with these people?"

"Of course it is related! I have been tracking them for a long time. I'm afraid these rats in the gutter really think that they have done everything perfectly."

"But……"

Ye Qinghong hesitated.

"The ambitions of these men in black seem to be very strong, and they even involve ancient sects. Master, why don't we stop pursuing them? I don't want to implicate Master."

"Oh?"

Fang Yang suddenly turned around, looked at his disciple who seemed a little confused, and said with a smile. "Why, do you think the other party is very strong? Master is not your opponent?"

Ye Qinghong said nothing, but the worry on his brows said everything.

Seeing this, Fang Yang shook his head and laughed.

"Don't worry, they're just a bunch of rats. A truly strong person doesn't need to hide in the darkness like them. A strong person only needs to crush them directly."

"Since these guys have always liked being the Riddler, it proves that there are many, many things they are afraid of."

"It's really a bit wishful thinking to threaten me with this!"

The light words were filled with strong confidence. After speaking, Fang Yang looked at Ye Qinghong with a half-smile, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a teasing smile on his face.

"What, don't you believe me? Or are you saying that you don't want to marry me anymore and become your master's wife? That's really a pity for me as a master."

Swish!

Ye Qinghong's cheeks instantly turned red, and even though she knew her master was joking with her, she still felt shy.

However, her character has always been straightforward and she likes to take the initiative.

Even though she was extremely shy at this moment, she still clenched her fists tightly, raised her head, and looked at her master firmly. :

"no!"

"My disciple has wanted to marry Master from the beginning to the end and has never regretted this decision."

"That's good."

Fang Yang nodded, taking advantage of the rain to stop, and walked step by step into the hazy drizzle. After letting the dove fly for the empress for so long, it was time to meet the empress.

but……

God?

I really didn’t expect that those mice who only knew how to hide in the darkness all day long could actually communicate with the gods.

What on earth is this god?

Also, since arriving in the capital, many beings have been telling him that a catastrophe is coming, but until now, he doesn't know what the so-called catastrophe is.

If a catastrophe strikes, what terrible things will happen.

However, although these things have always been lingering in his mind, deep down in his heart, he didn't care too much.

The soldiers will stop you, and the water will flood you!

He still has absolute confidence in his own strength. No matter what the catastrophe is, no matter what the evil god wants to do, he will 100% let the other party stop it.

Snapped!

Snapped!

The rain falls, and the shoes step into the rain, causing ripples, and the hem of the skirt is like a blue lotus.

Ye Qinghong followed his master closely. Thinking of what his master had just told him, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

So, does Master really want to investigate what happened back then? Do you really want to avenge her? Then, according to the agreement, she will really marry the master.

It was obvious that he had made a decision long ago and was looking forward to it, but at this moment, Ye Qinghong still inevitably felt a little nervous, his earlobes were red, and his cheeks were burning.

Thinking of the ridiculous things he saw his master and junior sister doing in the Empress's palace, he felt a rush of heat all over his body, and the jade legs wrapped in azure outfits were also tightly together.

He even looked forward to the master's broad palm touching his body.

However, after all, this is the wedding between me and my master, and I must not wrong my master. I must not miss out on the phoenix crown and harem, the ten-mile red makeup, and everything else.

The road is long and the time is getting tighter. I have to seize the time to save money.

Ye Qinghong murmured, constantly calculating various expenses in his mind, like a housekeeper. The more he thought about it, the more excited and happy he became. Even his steps became much brisker. This was a unique thing for her.

After the two left, a woman carrying a lantern finally appeared in the misty rain. The woman was wearing a Taoist robe, a Taoist crown, and a jade pendant hanging around her waist. She looked as gentle as jade, just like a elegant gentleman. .

It was Fang Yang's second apprentice, Mo Ke, who was also the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty and the only successor of Tiansuan.

She was a mortal and did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations on her body, but the lantern held up a wave for her, which could shield all the rain.

She was looking at her master so steadily, looking at the senior sister who was walking more and more briskly, and her eyes like water rarely showed a bit of softness and pity.

"It seems that the senior sister and the four junior sisters have already developed a deep love for the master, and it is impossible to be separated from each other."

Mo Ke shook her head, with a bit of helplessness on her face. In fact, she had been observing her senior sister for a long time since she left the Star Observation Observation Hall.

Naturally, I clearly saw the scene of Ye Qinghong being jealous and almost stepping into the devil's path, and also saw the harmonious scene of the master and the apprentice eating in a noodle shop.

His eyes have become much more complex, and his perception of this master has also changed dramatically compared to before.

At the very least, although the master is carefree, he has a very deep affection for his disciple. With the master taking care of the senior sister and others, she can do many things with peace of mind.

The catastrophe is about to come. For hundreds of years, everyone has been playing chess. Every force has arranged a lot of chess pieces, and the same is true for the descendants of Tiansuan.

Tianshu, all the people in the world are under the control of Tianshu, and no existence can escape their control.

However, those times have passed far, far away, and many people have forgotten how powerful the descendants of Tiansuan are.

But it doesn't matter. From today on, I believe they will never be forgotten.

Mo Ke smiled lightly and took a step forward.

In just an instant, the lantern in her hand made a buzzing sound, and shadows suddenly appeared in the hazy drizzle behind her. These shadows all looked like lanterns.

It exudes a faint light, which seems to be able to completely illuminate the continuous rain curtain.

Mo Ke, the Imperial Counselor of the Tang Dynasty, has always been extremely gentle, like a stream, without any ripples.

Just one look at it seems to erase all the anger in the heart and fall into absolute peace.

But being able to become a national master is definitely not easy, and now, the successor of Tianshu has finally shown his talents.

"A true counselor should enter the game personally."

"Master, I am also your disciple, so naturally I want to put all my body and mind on you."

"Disciple, this will remove all obstacles for you!"

……

Inside the temple!

Everything is so peaceful.

The god was sitting in the palace, seemingly deep in thought, still thinking about why he had not seen through the fate of the devil just now.

As a result, the next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the temple entrance through the continuous rain curtain, his expression became much sharper.

"Bold mortal, how dare you?!"

Angry roars rolled out, rushing straight out of the temple like a yellow bell.

At this moment, it seemed that even the rain began to boil and roar.

However, the figure in Taoist robes did not have any trouble, just looking at all this with a smile.

"From today onwards, you will be locked up in this temple. If you want to blame me, I will blame you for offending my master." (End of Chapter)