Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 632: The Trap of Yama Palace

It’s not a death-seeking situation, but I do feel very uncomfortable.

The wind tunnel was about to suck out his old rheumatoid arthritis, and his whole body was cold to the bone.

Especially since he couldn't fight back. Once the wind tunnel was destroyed, the backlash force would explode even more violently.

After just a short moment, the old Taoist, with his hair disheveled and his robe in tatters, managed to survive.

"It almost sucked my soul away."

The old Taoist took a step forward with a grim face, just when Wang Xingzhi was about to speak.

He was still unaware that the person behind him, whose face turned black, was still talking nonsense.

"Within twenty breaths, you will have unbearable abdominal pain."

It was not until a chilling voice rang out that Wang Xingzhi's face changed drastically.

Why is it this living ancestor?

Is it possible...

There was indeed someone involved in the disaster just now, and it was this person who was "seeking death".

That's why the old Taoist who suffered an unexpected disaster for no reason was so angry.

After Han Yu, who was sitting opposite him, pieced together the whole story, Wang Xingzhi was already in excruciating pain on Liu Zongyuan's back.

The old Taoist ignored him and glared at Han Yu fiercely.

"Did you do it on purpose!"

Han Yu would never take the blame. He was not so powerful as to be able to predict the future.

It is even more impossible to grasp the timing so well.

"How is that possible? I just detonated the altar in Yama Palace."

The most outrageous thing is that the Taoist priest can choose such a time to sneak in, okay?
It took Han Yu about a moment to briefly state the purpose of his coming to the Western Territory. However, after he finished speaking, he had a bigger question.

"Why are you here?"

If I remember correctly, the old Taoist was being watched closely by his own disciple.

An elderly widower ran away from home?

And you came to find me?

This feels like a huge pit no matter how you think about it.

People like Mu Zili are definitely people he doesn't want to mess with. The old Taoist came to him for no reason, so he must not hurt him!
When the time comes, Mu Zili will put all the blame on him, which will be so unfair.

The same goes for Muzi Li. He is a big boss after all, so why can't he keep an old man under control?

"My apprentice let me out."

The old Taoist spoke with a smile.

Well! So he was released to tease others.

Han Yu continued to complain in his heart.

Here, the old Taoist's face turned dark again.

"That's enough. You really think that the monks in the Divine Dao realm are vegetarians."

From the very beginning, the little guy in front of me had a very rich inner drama, and none of his words were good.

Do you really think he can't sense it?
"Would you like to make another bet on whether there is a center of the formation here?"

The old man's anger came and went quickly, and soon he was smiling again.

But the words made Han Yu feel helpless.

Good guy, he chased me all the way to Zhongzhou to gamble.

This kind of fat sheep... Of course he refused without even thinking about it.

You have to know that behind every fat sheep there is a farmer who is not to be trifled with. Han Yu likes to court death, but he doesn't like to seek death.

But this doesn't stop him from leaving this suicidal task to others.

"I think they are suitable for betting with you."

Han Yu pointed at the twelve people including Wang Xingzhi, and almost scared them to death. They shook their heads with grim expressions and retreated, almost turning around to escape.

Who dares to gamble with this living ancestor?

They can't afford to lose.

Winning, not to mention whether they can win, even if they can win, they don’t dare!

No one wants to make themselves uncomfortable!

They didn't want to gamble with the Taoist priest, but the Taoist priest also looked down on them.

It is true that experienced Taoists need to constantly use gambling to improve their abilities, but not just anyone can gamble with him.

A deliberately arranged gamble cannot be established.

A bet where you intentionally lose to yourself cannot be made.

Those who exclude others by their words cannot be established.

This is quite demanding. If you want to find someone who can gamble, in addition to the above two conditions, you also need someone who does not reject your own induction. The people in the small world either don't dare to gamble with you, or they don't dare to win.

Or maybe Mu Zili deliberately wanted to arrange for him to practice but fail to pass the third level.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to come all the way to Zhongzhou.

"Forget about them. I don't gamble with fools."

The old Taoist snorted coldly and cursed all twelve people in one sentence.

Even so, Han Yu didn't want to gamble. He only had one place left to go, and he would have to find Su Xiaoxiao and the others then.

At this point in the game, Han Yu actually didn't have much illusion that the eye of the battle existed in the Western Territory.

Of the only four dangerous spots, three have already been matched, which means that Tianji Tower still has some capabilities.

Therefore, if the fourth place is also a formation, there is most likely no need to come to the Western Territory. This place is extremely desolate and there are only four formations, let alone the center of the formation.

After all, Quan Xiaotong's guess was more accurate than Su Xiaoxiao's.

As for Su Xiaoxiao and the others, Han Yu still had to look for them, ask about their subsequent plans, return the twelve burdens, and ask for the sixty Questioning Stones...

"Find him, it's easy."

The old Taoist probably didn't know that Su Xiaoxiao owed him sixty Dao Stones, so he sold his little disciple without thinking.

It was nothing more than a matter of sending a message. As he spoke, several streams of energy condensed into fist-sized pieces and flew out.

On Su Xiaoxiao's side, several people also planned to give up the search in the western border.

It’s nothing. Zhongzhou is so big that it would be difficult to find him even if there were 500 cultivators, let alone five of them.

Besides, the layout of Yama Palace is too secretive, and this task itself is a thankless task.

Unfortunately they discovered it too late.

Another thing is that the Yama Palace seems to be too quiet recently, and I don’t know what bad things it is planning.

There are quite a few cultivators from the Tiandao Sect in Zhongzhou, so don't let them all be killed.

They cannot spend all their time in the Western Territory. This is a battle between two forces and there are too many areas where they can start.

If it is really impossible, killing the monks of Yama Palace will also be beneficial to Tiandao Sect.

Just then, several groups of air flew in from the sky and hit Su Xiaoxiao.

Then I saw that his expression was quite strange.

"The old man is here."

The person who was speaking was naturally the Taoist priest, but what surprised Su Xiaoxiao was not that the Taoist priest was sending him a message, but the location where this aura brought him.

Not only did his master sneak into Central Plains, but he also ran to the Western Territory?

When a chasm tore through the void, Su Xiaoxiao and the others escaped from it and saw the smiling Han Yu at a glance. Not only did they see him, but they also saw their own subordinates, twelve people who looked embarrassed...

A quarter of an hour later, Su Xiaoxiao was extremely discouraged. Although she had planned to give up, Han Yu's supplement further proved that her guess was wrong.

At the same time, Han Yu also learned that the last position had been destroyed by him, and the location roughly corresponded.

"I don't plan to find a way out anymore. I have a vague suspicion that this is a trick to trick us."

Su Xiaoxiao also expressed her own guess.

Yama Palace wants to activate its formation, and Tiandao Sect wants to stop it. Is this reasonable?
reasonable.

But it always feels a bit too deliberate.

"It's like they're waiting for us step by step, afraid that we won't keep up. That's a big problem."

Su Xiaoxiao frowned, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

If this is the case, then every step taken by Yama Palace is waiting for them to catch up.

Then you can't follow the opponent's rhythm, otherwise you might really be led into a ditch.

"Is your guess reliable?"

Han Yu found it hard to believe Su Xiaoxiao. Wasn't he the one who was running around like a headless fly in the Western Territory?

“You can trust him on this.”

The old Taoist interrupted.

"My second disciple helped teach him. His senior brother commented that he had a terrible grasp of the overall situation, but he could be trusted with the details."

It's hard to tell whether this was a compliment or an insult, but Su Xiaoxiao felt bad after hearing it.

However, the old Taoist seemed to be thinking about something. He wondered if Mu Zi Li Ken asked him to come over because he also wanted to disrupt the opponent's rhythm and did not want to follow the opponent's deployment.

Su Xiaoxiao also made a decision.

"If this is the case, the Tiandao Sect may use its energy to encircle and suppress the Yama Palace, which will have some impact on Zhongzhou."

Su Xiaoxiao still wanted to inform me in advance.

Once all energy is focused on encircling and suppressing the monks of Yama Palace, then the formation footing and the core will not be taken care of.

In fact, the best way is for Zhongzhou to be responsible for these, while the Tiandao Sect concentrates on dealing with the Yama Palace.

If we can reach a cooperation, everyone will be happy.

(End of this chapter)