chapter 129

Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan did not know what had happened in the Catacombs ruins.

But when they saw the Wenshu Yuan eminent monks.

They both vomited blood.

In addition, all kinds of ominous feelings in his heart caused him to feel fear and trepidation.

He immediately knew that the disciples must have encountered unexpected danger in the Catacombs ruins.

At this time, the first thing he thought of was to invite Abbot Xuanxin over.

Abbot Xuanxin was the reincarnation of Buddha.

He was the living Bodhisattva.

If the disciples encountered danger in the Catacombs ruins that even Wenshu Yuan's eminent monks could not protect.

Then only Abbot Xuanxin had the ability to rescue them.

"Amitabha."

After chanting the name of Buddha, Wenshu Yuan's Abbot Guang Liang once again faced Hengdao Sect An Ruyun and Nangong family head Nangong Wentian.

City Lord Jin Mo also bowed and pleaded, "This humble monk is incompetent."

"Everyone, please help us."

Guang Liang's heavy expression and incomparably serious tone made An Ruyun and Nangong Wentian shudder with fear.

If Nalan Yan and Nangong Rian in the Catacombs ruins.

If an accident really happened.

That would be a loss that Hengdao Sect and Nangong family could not bear.

"City Lord, please quickly send someone to Shaolin to invite Abbot Xuanxin."

"I have a feeling that something big is going to happen."

"Only Abbot Xuanxin can resolve this crisis."

Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan, who had a premonition of all kinds of ominous things and was extremely frightened and uneasy.

They saw Guang Liang, An Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, and Jin Mo fu.

They did not take him seriously.

They completely ignored him. Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan immediately stomped their feet in anxiety.

"Enough."

"Lao Zhuangzhu, the situation is critical. This is the time for our TianBei City Martial Alliance to unite sincerely. Don't you …"

Wenshu Yuan's Abbot Guang Liang's face darkened. He looked displeased and shouted at Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan sternly.

He did not finish his sentence, which could be considered as giving some face to Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan.

From his point of view, Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan was stirring up trouble.

But why don't you take a look at the situation now?

You still want to scheme against each other?

"Yes, now is not the time to fight against each other. We should unite and help Wenshu Academy."

"Zhuangzhu, you think too highly of Shaolin, don't you think so?"

"Hah, with Abbot Xuanxin's and? Only the Manjushri Institute is the anchor of our Tian Bei City's Martial Alliance. "

…

Hengdao Sect An Ruyun, Nangong family head Nangong Wentian, and Castellan Jin Mo Fu Ju expressed their dissatisfaction with Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan.

At this time, the Wujian Villa was still praising Shaolin.

Regardless of the situation or the time.

If anything happened to the disciples in the Catacombs.

That was a loss they could not bear.

Besides, if even Wenshu Yuan could not protect the disciples, then what use was Shaolin's Abbot Xuanxin?

Was Shaolin stronger than Wenshu Yuan?

Shaolin's Abbot Xuanxin was just a hothead who had just entered the Connate stage.

From their point of view, this Wujian Villa's Lao Zhuangzhu was forcefully praising Shaolin regardless of the situation or the time.

Forcefully praising Shaolin's Abbot Xuanxin.

It made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You …"

Lao Zhuangzhu frowned, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Alright, everyone, please follow me."

Wenshu Yuan's Abbot Guang Liang could not help but shake his head speechlessly. In his opinion, this Wujian Villa was determined.

They were going to side with Shaolin.

A strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. The ghostly aura was dense, and the Yin aura filled the air. Dark clouds pressed down on the sky, and the fierce wind did not stop.

Wenshu Yuan's Abbot Guang Liang led Hengdao Sect An Ruyun, Nangong family head Nangong Wentian, Wujian Villa's Lao Zhuangzhu, Ji Yuan.

Castellan Jin Mo Fu, and a few big shots in the Foundation Establishment stage of Tianbei City.

They entered the center of the Buddhist Training Hall.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting, streams of Buddhist power condensed and sat cross-legged in the circle formed by the group of Wenshu Yuan's eminent monks.

They released an endless stream of power from their bodies to strengthen the Buddhist power in the Buddhist Training Hall.

A dark ghost face appeared in the sky.

It released endless ghostly aura and swallowed endless dark demonic aura.

The demonic aura was monstrous, and a catastrophe was coming. It was like the end of the world.

Green-faced, fanged, and all kinds of strange howls resounded through the sky.

At this moment, no one knew what happened to the eight Tianbei City prodigies who had entered the Catacombs ruins to gain experience.

Boom!

Another clap of thunder rang out.

Countless terrifying purple thunderbolts flashed from the dark clouds that hovered low in the sky and swallowed everything like a vortex.

The sky seemed to have been torn open into a huge abyss.

Crack crack crack …

Countless streams of terrifying ghostly aura surged out. These streams of ghostly aura smashed towards the eminent monks of Wenshu Yuan.

Wenshu Yuan's Abbot Guang Liang, Hengdao Sect's An Ruyun, Nangong family's head Nangong Wentian, Wujian Villa's Lao Zhuangzhu, Ji Yuan.

Castellan Jin Mo Fu was hit by the terrifying ghostly aura.

Under the invasion of the sinister ghostly aura.

Puff puff puff …

The group of eminent monks, as well as Guang Liang, An Ruyun, Ji Yuan, Nangong Wentian, and Jin Mo Fu.

All the big shots in Tianbei City.

They all spat out a mouthful of blood.

Their faces were pale, and their expressions were horrified …

"This poor monk is Wuneng."

"This poor monk is Wuneng …"

Wenshu Yuan's Abbot Guang Liang looked ashamed and actually cried out in regret.

"It's this poor monk's fault."

"Everyone, Wenshu Yuan has let down the sects and the people of Tianbei City."

"I, Guang Liang, am guilty."

Accompanied by Guang Liang's bitter cries of repentance, An Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, Ji Yuan, and Jin Mo Fu.

They were stunned!

They felt their hearts palpitating.

"This poor monk is useless. When I investigated earlier, I was complacent and conceited. I couldn't see through the conspiracy and trap in this Catacombs."

"The eight great ghost kings borrowed bodies to be reborn. I'm afraid the disciples can't be saved …"

"Catastrophe. This will be a catastrophe for my Tianbei City's Martial Arts Federation."

"I'm afraid the legacy and future of my Tianbei City's Martial Arts Federation will be ruined for at least ten years …"

Guang Liang's face was pained. He felt extremely sorrowful, and his heart was filled with regret.

If he wasn't complacent and conceited.

If he couldn't investigate and see through this Catacombs ruins, it would be a complete and utter pit.

He wouldn't have personally ruined the lives of the eight prodigy disciples.

The entire TianBei City Martial Arts Alliance.

The legacy related to the future would be set back at least ten years …

What was even more terrifying was that the eight ghost kings in this Catacombs would borrow bodies to be reborn …

The Catacombs ruins were completely out of control …

It brought a near-destructive catastrophe and disaster to the people of Tianbei City.

Everything was his, Guang Liang's, Wenshu Yuan's, fault.

"What?"

"This Catacombs is a conspiracy and trap?"

"Disciples, my Tianbei City's prodigies are all going to be buried inside?"

"The eight ghost kings are going to borrow the disciples' bodies to be reborn?"

"How can this be? If this is a trap, then aren't we sending the disciples into the tiger's mouth with our own hands … "

"How can it be out of control? How can it be such a catastrophe? "

…

Hengdao Sect An Ruyun, Nangong family head Nangong Wentian, City Lord Jin Mo Fu, and Wujian Villa's Lao Zhuangzhu, Ji Yuan.

They expressed their disbelief.

They were inexplicably shocked.

Nalan Yan, Nangong Rian, and Ji Jian were the future and legacy of their Sect.

What they couldn't accept the most was that the Sect's future and legacy were ruined by their own hands.

The rebirth of the ghost kings, Tianbei City ushered in a catastrophe.

How could they face the people of Tianbei City?

"Everyone, everything is my, Guang Liang's, fault."

"Wenshu Yuan is willing to bear all the consequences."

"Even if we die, we will protect the eight disciples and the legacy and future of TianBei City Martial Arts Alliance …"

Guang Liang put his palms together. His expression was solemn and dark. His eyes were filled with determination as he stood up with the will to die.

"Amitabha!"

The group of eminent monks of Wenshu Yuan also stood up and chanted the name of Buddha in unison.

Their expressions were sorrowful.

They were prepared to die.

Step by step, they walked towards the ghost face that was surging with ghost energy.

Hengdao Sect An Ruyun, Nangong family head Nangong Wentian, and City Lord Jin Mo Fu looked at the backs of Guang Liang and the group of eminent monks of Wenshu Yuan.

They were silent …

"Wait …"

Lao Zhuangzhu, Ji Yuan suddenly flew forward and stopped Guang Liang and the group of eminent monks of Wenshu Yuan.

He said with a sincere expression, "Everyone, listen to my advice."

"Hurry up and invite Abbot Xuanxin."

"Only he can save the disciples and our TianBei City Martial Arts Alliance."

Lao Zhuangzhu, Ji Yuan, could be said to have a sincere expression.

He persuaded earnestly, almost pleading.