Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

He suddenly realized a problem, that is, if he had not met the little white dragon Ao Lie, even if he came to the sunset place of Yuyuan, would he not be able to enter the Golden Crow Tomb?

According to Zhang Bo and others, even Martial Saint cannot withstand the sea of ​​magma and fire.

Although Jiang Han has some incredible means, it stands to reason that he cannot resist the invasion of this sea of ​​magma and fire, so he must have Ao Lie's Dragon Ball!

All this is such a coincidence!

"So, meeting Ao Lie may be a coincidence."

Jiang Han murmured to himself.

There won't be so many coincidences in the world. There is a saying that he thinks makes sense. All coincidences are actually destined!

He was deep in thought.

All around.

Many people sitting cross-legged on the cliff opened their eyes and looked at them.

Many of them were monks from the West. Their upper bodies were naked, their skins were reddened by the hot fire, and their backs were wet with sweat.

As for their cultivation level, they are all above Martial King.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Uncle Zhang's eyes narrowed.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Qingluan said doubtfully.

"ite..."

Uncle Zhang stared at the figure sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. One step closer was the figure in the sea of ​​lava and fire. He murmured: "It seems like the war-loving maniac back then..."

Hearing this, Ye Qingluan looked immediately.

What came into view was a monk, sitting cross-legged, hands clasped together, and his skin showed a light golden color.

He has a majestic appearance and an extremely peaceful expression.

The billowing fire gas emerged from the sea of ​​magma and fire, and he was the first to bear the brunt, but his expression did not change at all, as if the fire gas had no impact on him.

Jiang Han's thoughts were temporarily interrupted, and 060 looked over with interest.

If the monk is really the war-loving madman back then, then his current strength will definitely not be weak. After all, he once practiced beside Ao Lie, and with his guidance, how can he be weak?

And Ao Lie also said that all the people he selected were people with excellent qualifications.

To know.

Although Ao Lie was suppressed by the Tathagata Many Treasures, in any case, he also realized the existence of Buddhahood and was named the Golden Body Guangli Dragon Patriarch Buddha. He is not weak in the practice of Buddhism!

The monk did not reveal any breath, and there was a faint flow of golden light on his body, which was a sign that he was about to transform into a golden body.

I'm afraid he has already become a Martial Saint!

"Uncle Zhang, have you seen him?"

Jiang Han asked.

"I've seen it."

Uncle Zhang nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "I was already a Semi-Saint at that time, and he was also a Semi-Saint. He once challenged me, and then..." He coughed slightly, his old face blushing slightly, "I lost half the battle. trick."

Ye Qingluan smiled softly and said: "If you had met Master earlier, I'm afraid you might not have lost to him back then."

"When I met him, Mr. Jiang was not yet born."

Uncle Zhang said with a depressed face:

"Anyway, the gap is getting bigger and bigger now. It seems that he should have broken through and become a Martial Saint. Now he doesn't even need his hands to hit me, just a look is enough... At least he still passed hundreds of moves back then, and it was dangerous. Half a move fails!"

In fact, Uncle Zhang's strength is not weak. After all, he practices the law of space. There are not many people who can beat him at the level of Semi-Saint. Every attack is hard to guard against.

But he lost, which shows how powerful the war-loving madman was back then!

At this moment.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked back.

(chbj) It turned out to be an old friend. "

A faint smile appeared on his face and he said: "Donor Tianlan, long time no see. After so many years, your cultivation has not changed."

Uncle Zhang's face turned dark and he was speechless.

If it were before, he would naturally get furious and maybe start a fight...

As for now?

Stop making trouble, you can knock yourself over with just one slap!

"Don't take your unintentional words seriously."

The monk stood up slowly, immediately attracting the attention of everyone nearby.

They all know that this is a Saint, whose prestige is very high throughout the Western Land, and that he is about to attain the status of Arhat with a golden body. This status has nothing to do with cultivation [Song Dynasty is related to the depth of Buddhism!

He looked at Jiang Han and the others with a smile, his eyes focused on Jiang Han for a while: "Don't you want to introduce me?"

"This is my young lady."

Uncle Zhang pointed at Ye Qingluan and said with an annoyed look, "Zhongzhou Ye family. The person you are looking at is my lady's master, and the little girl next to him is his sister.

"Zhongzhou Ye Family?"

The monk was slightly surprised and looked at Ye Qingluan: "Yi Jing."

Immediately, he looked at Jiang Han again and said, "This donor, I wonder if you can lend me a moment to speak?"

"What do you want to do?"

Uncle Zhang stared at him with a vigilant face, "You have already become a monk. Could it be that you still can't change your habit of finding people to challenge you? Don't tell me that suppressing your cultivation level means that even if you fight, suppression will not work!"

Hear the words.

The monk looked helpless and said: "Donor Tianlan, your prejudice against the poor monk is too deep.

"It's just the truth."

Uncle Zhang snorted, "Who doesn't know that you have this problem? When you encounter a prodigy whose cultivation is not as good as yours, you have to suppress your cultivation to the same level to challenge... Even if your cultivation is the same

Can the physical body be the same?"

Hear the words.

Ye Qingluan and others all looked strangely.

I didn't expect that the rumored war-loving madman would have such a hobby.

"The poor monk really doesn't challenge today."

The monk shook his head and said calmly: "The poor monk has changed this habit a long time ago. Even if he challenges, he will only challenge people with the same level of cultivation... A poor monk like you is too lazy to take action now."

Zhang Bo's face suddenly turned dark.

The corner of Jiang Han's mouth curled up. This monk was quite capable of inciting hatred. He could choke people to death with just a simple sentence.

However, he is still very strong, and there is nothing anyone can do against him!

"Donor, may I?"

The monk looked at Jiang Han again.

"good."

Jiang Han did not refuse.

He is not afraid of this monk, not to mention that the projection of Ao Lie, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, can be summoned. Even without that projection, he still has three Taishang Dao Talismans in his hand that can summon a statue.

Holy incarnation!

The two of them walked aside, and the monk's body emitted golden Buddha light, covering them and cutting off the outside world.

"donor."

The monk's eyes immediately became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Have you ever seen the Questioning Temple?"

"good."

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know?"

"really!"

The monk breathed out gently, his eyes became complicated, and he said slowly: "You have the aura of Master in your body. Although I have not seen him for more than ten years, I will never forget it.

"Master?"

Jiang Han showed a hint of surprise, "Are you Ao Lie's disciple?"

"Ao Lie?"

The monk frowned slightly.

"Oh, I thought you already knew who he was." Jiang Han said thoughtfully, "Ao Lie is the Buddha statue in Answering Questions Temple. The master you mentioned should be the Buddha statue, right?"

"It turns out that Master's real name is Ao Lie."

The monk silently recited it twice, as if to remember it in his heart, "Thank you very much, donor, for informing me! I wonder what the relationship between Master and the donor is..."

"relation?"

Jiang Han smacked his lips, "We can barely be considered friends."

Hear the words.

The monk did not look down upon him because of his cultivation, but nodded cautiously and said: "No wonder the donor has the master's aura, and it is extremely strong.

You should be talking about Dragon Ball... Jiang Han murmured in his heart, and then said: "Didn't you stay in the Answering Temple because of the restrictions on answering questions?"

"At the beginning, I was willing.

The monk clasped his hands together and said solemnly, "But the master's careful teachings have solved many of the poor monk's confusions in practice, and he has entered the martial arts world in one fell swoop. This favor is no less than reincarnation, so the poor monk is willing to do so."

"It's a pity that the master did not accept the poor monk as his disciple. It was just the poor monk's wishful thinking..."

He sighed quietly.

I see!

Jiang Han understood immediately.

He said why it felt weird. Logically speaking, Ao Lie's goal was to get rid of the seal. With the dragon clan's arrogant character, he shouldn't just accept disciples casually because of this. He didn't expect that this monk was wishful thinking.

And Ao Lie didn't accept him as his disciple. Even if he gave him some advice, I'm afraid it was just a few casual words!

Where is the difference in strength? Although Ao Lie doesn't know much about the Body Refining system of Wuhun cultivation, all methods come from the same origin, and the foundation of cultivation is the same after all. Casual advice is worth a thousand words!

"Does the donor know where the master is now?" the monk suddenly said, with hope in his eyes.

"I don't know."

Jiang Han glanced at him and said with a half-smile:

"Since you have practiced at his place, you should know that the Answering Temple appears randomly and is not fixed in a certain place. If he wants to see you, he will appear naturally. If he doesn't want to see you, you will never find him."

"That's what the donor said."

The monk smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He naturally knew this, but he still held a glimmer of hope deep in his heart, but at this moment the hope was shattered.

There was silence for a while.

The monk calmed down, looked at Jiang Han with strange eyes and said:

"It must be extraordinary that the donor can become the master of the children of the Ye family in Zhongzhou. No wonder he can become friends with the master of the young monk. I don't know why the donor is here, why don't you tell me? It can also help the young monk."

He obviously regarded Jiang Han as the reincarnation of an ancient being.

Although I don’t know much about Master, I have known him for a while, and I can infer from some clues that Master is definitely not a creature of this era [his strength has exceeded his imagination!

The young man in front of him didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but his energy and blood were too strong.

In addition, he can accept the disciples of the Ye family in Zhongzhou as his disciples, and he has the master's aura about him, which is extremely strong, as if the master is standing beside him. Obviously, the relationship between the two is extraordinary.

Therefore, the monk guessed that this young man was probably the reincarnation of an old monster from the same era as his master.

"If I can get his advice..."

This thought suddenly flashed through the monk's mind, and it became stronger and stronger, and he looked at Jiang Han with a hint of eagerness. .