1925: The question about the temple

The question about the temple

Thinking about Feng Yan Union's sky-high asking price and looking at the old man's otherworldly appearance, Ling Chuxi felt that this old man was too honest and had the demeanor of an expert. His entire body was simply shining.0

"Did you see that? what expert? he doesn't even care about these treasures." Ling Chuxi said in a low voice full of admiration as she put away all the gold notes and black jade crystals. To be able to save money for herself, Ling Chuxi was not stingy with her words of praise. Moreover, the other party did seem to be an extraordinary expert.

"However, the three of you should be at the Grandmaster realm, right?" The old man's gaze swept across Ling Chuxi, Huangfu qingjue, and Ling Gusong's faces one by one. His meaning was very clear. Those below the level of a Grandmaster could freely enter and exit boundless mountain, but those above the level of a Grandmaster could just stay outside.

Ling Chuxi's admiration for him grew even more. It was still fine with Ling Gusong since he had already displayed his cultivation just now, so it was not surprising that the old man could see through his background. However, she and Huangfu qingjue had not even fought, so how did he see through her cultivation?

Not only was this old man's strength unfathomable, but his vision was also extraordinary.

"We are all from the hidden Ling family." Ling Gusong took out the token of the Ling family to prove his identity.

Ling Chuxi rejoiced in her heart. Fortunately, she had called Ling Gusong along this time. Otherwise, with the old man's strength, he would not be able to break through even if he wanted to.

"It seems like you guys are still not clear about the rules here. Even if you are from the hidden Ling clan, as long as you have reached the Grandmaster boundary, a token can only allow one person to pass." The old man said.

"I still have a token here." Ling Gusong took out a token and handed it to Ling Chuxi. He was afraid that Ling Chuxi would be trapped outside boundless mountain. Who could he look for to save his life if he accidentally dropped the antenna?

"You can go in too, what about you?" The old man nodded at Ling Chuxi and then looked at Huangfu qingjue.

"Is this okay?" Huangfu qingjue took out his own divine temple token.

"You are from the temple?" The old man's eyes revealed a ray of divine light, as if he was a little surprised.

Huangfu qingjue nodded.

"The temple, the temple, so many years have passed, I didn't expect that the temple would still have a Grandmaster expert." The old man muttered to himself and said to Huangfu qingjue,"you can go too."

The speaker did not mean it, but the listener took it seriously. Hearing the old man's unintentional words, Ling Chuxi was slightly stunned. In her mind, the temple had always been a mysterious and powerful ethereal existence, but from the meaning of the old man's words, the temple did not even have a Grandmaster master. This was mysterious enough, but it could not be associated with the word "powerful", right?

After thinking about it, Ling Chuxi felt that it was understandable. Her understanding of the temple was still limited to the secular countries. In the secular world, a true element stage expert was already considered a top existence. Even if the temple did not have a Grandmaster expert, even if it only had a heavenly element expert, it was enough to be worthy of the word 'powerful'.

Thinking about it again, the temple did not directly participate in the things that were done in the sect's sage realm, but secretly played dirty. Did this mean that they really did not have any decent Masters?

The more Ling Chuxi thought about it, the more she felt that her guess made sense. However, it was also not right. If the divine temple did not have any Grandmaster experts, then who was the one who invaded the blood Beast sect? If it wasn't someone from the temple, who could it be? Ling Chuxi's head was getting bigger and the more she thought about it, the more confused she became.

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