People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 176 Night Attack
Ye Changan walked to the opposite side of the old monk, cupped his fists and said, "I have seen Master Kongwu."

"Donor Ye?!"

Monk Kongwu looked at Ye Changan in surprise.

"Master Kongwu, I didn't expect that we would meet again," Ye Changan said with a smile.

The old monk in front of him is Kongwu, the old monk from Kongye Temple.

Ye Changan once explored the evil realm of Nanjian Peak with him.

Monk Kongwu clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I never thought that the old monk would meet Donor Ye again in his lifetime. It is truly our Buddha who is so compassionate."

"Kongye Temple has not been liquidated?" Ye Changan asked.

Kongye Temple was one of the top forces in Jiannan Road back then, and the Da Cang court would not let them go so easily.

Monk Kongwu let out a long sigh: "The presiding brother has great wisdom and took us to the Central Plains in advance, so we escaped the disaster.
It is really sad to hear that Head Liu and Elder Jiu of the Southern Sword Sect have been in trouble. "

In the eyes of the outside world, Liu Qingsong and Jiu Sanren had already died together with Baifeng.

Ye Changan also had no intention of informing Monk Kongwu about their whereabouts.

The two of them had only met once, so it was a taboo for them to talk to each other briefly.

"I heard about it too, but I didn't expect that it would be a farewell forever." A trace of sadness flashed across Ye Changan's brows.

"Since Kongye Temple has gone to the Central Plains, why did Master come to Jiannan?"

"Donor Ye, you and I should both be here for the Holy Land Sect."

There is no evasion in Kongwu, he directly points it out.

Nowadays, major forces in the Central Plains are taking action against the Shenglin Sect, and Ye Changan's apparent identity is a Central Plains swordsman.

Kong Wu naturally thought that Ye Changan was also here to explore the sinkhole.

Ye Changan followed suit and said, "After receiving the money, I naturally have to do things well."

Kongwu recited the Buddha's name again: "Donor Ye, since we all have the same goal, how about we act together?"

"Anyone else here?"

"I've seen ten of them."

Hearing this, Ye Changan raised his eyebrows.

Since it was said from Kongwu's mouth, those ten people were at least fifth-grade masters.

There are so many experts gathered in just one Qinghan Mountain, and it is even more difficult to estimate the number of powerful people from the Central Plains hidden in the entire Jiannan Road.

"Master's words are exactly what I want." Ye Changan was overjoyed and agreed immediately.

It would be great to have someone as cannon fodder.

Kong Wu took Ye Changan out of Qinghan Town.

The two of them walked all the way towards the foot of Qinghan Mountain, and finally stopped in a dense forest.

I saw six or seven people gathered in the dense forest.

Everyone is a person with abundant blood and strong strength.

Obviously these people are the Central Plains people who came to Jiannan Road to explore the secrets of the tiankeng.

When everyone saw Kong Wu appearing, they didn't have much reaction.

Kongye Temple is the top power in Jiannan Road, but it is just a second-rate sect in the Central Plains.

A tall man with a beard saw Ye Changan's face. He frowned and asked, "Old monk, who is this?"

Kong Wu smiled kindly: "This donor Ye is also from the Central Plains and is a swordsman."

Hearing the word swordsman, everyone showed a look of disdain in their eyes.

Swordsmen are actually just mud-legged and desperadoes without any sect.

As long as they are willing to pay, they can work for them, so their reputation in the Central Plains is not really very good.

The bearded man looked Ye Changan up and down, but did not continue to speak.Because he judged from the aura of blood that Ye Changan exuded that the other party was at the fifth level of cultivation, this was enough.

But that's all. Most of them come from the big forces in the Central Plains, and there is no need to surrender their status to befriend a swordsman.

Seeing the other party's indifferent attitude, Ye Changan naturally had no intention of being warm to him.

Just when he was about to find a place to sit down, a one-eyed man walked over.

The one-eyed man's attitude was completely different from the previous bearded man: "Brother Ye, my name is Xie Youqian, and I am also a swordsman. We can do business together in the future."

Ye Changan looked at Xie Youqian and couldn't help but admire his dedicated attitude.

"Brother Xie, let's make money together if we have money," he chuckled.

Xie Youqian agreed: "Yes, harmony brings wealth."

For a swordsman, anything that can be solved with a knife is already amiable enough.

Half an hour passed, and five or six more people came to the dense forest one after another.

Thirteen fifth-level masters gathered in the forest at once.

This kind of strength is enough to defeat most of the forces in Jiannan Road.

The bearded man seemed to be quite prestigious among the crowd. He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, it's late at night, let's get started. When we get to the top of the mountain, everyone will do what they can."

Xie Youqian stood next to Ye Changan and whispered: "It's just a dog of Wuzong, there is nothing to be arrogant about."

Hearing Xie Youqian's words, a flash of surprise flashed across Ye Changan's face.

Wu Zong's reputation is too great.

It doesn't take much to know that the sect that dares to use this name is a powerful force.

In fact, Wu Zong indeed deserves the title of the great master of martial arts.

Among his disciples, those who are naturally evil are like crucian carp crossing the river, and there are even more countless ones who have broken through to the eighth level before they even reach the crown.

Its sect leader is a third-grade grandmaster, one of the most outstanding people in the world.

Even Emperor Xuan, Emperor Cang and Master Shenglin had to show courtesy to each other.

It is unclear when the Wuzong was founded, but it existed for thousands of years before the founding of Daxuan. Its heritage is unimaginably deep, and it is reasonable for its disciples to be arrogant.

The bearded man was the best among everyone in terms of birth and status, so naturally no one had any objections.

These people were all fifth-grade experts, so they appeared near the top of the mountain in less than half a cup of tea.

A dozen people stood in the distance and looked at the Holy Land Sect's headquarters built on the top of the mountain.

The bearded man said: "I have already investigated and found that there are eight fifth-grade ones here.
Six of them are in the early stage of the fifth stage and two are in the middle stage of the fifth stage. When we work together later, there will be nothing they can do.
I hope you all can work together tonight, and if you really get the secret of the sinkhole, don’t hide it secretly, otherwise.”

He did not continue speaking, but the fierce look on his face showed his attitude.

In fact, there was no need for anyone present to hide it.

It is impossible for any sect in the Central Plains to swallow the Tiankeng alone, let alone to compete with the power of a sect.

Seeing that no one had any objections, the bearded man stopped talking.

The group of people shot towards the Holy Land Sect's station like ghosts, and it was impossible for anyone to detect them under the cover of the dark night.

boom.
With a few soft sounds, the guard at the gate of Shenglin Sect was instantly killed by everyone.

The strength of these guards is not weak, and there are many sixth-grade masters on duty. However, the strength of Ye Changan and his group is too abnormal.

With strong strength, everyone easily entered the station.

The bearded man glanced around: "Everyone, things may change if things are too late. Let's split up and fight quickly."

The rest of the people nodded and then dispersed around.

Ye Changan also chose a direction, but it was the direction going down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)