C60 The Immoral Monk

The Prince died, and the rest of the men were easily taken care of. Especially Mysterious Daoist, he specialized in tomb raiding. His cultivation level wasn't particularly heaven defying. He simply couldn't withstand the fury of the crowd. A piece of natal spirit treasure smashed down, turning Mysterious into minced meat.

Do not do unto others what you do not desire. This sentence could be said to be the best explanation for Xuanmiao.

"Let's go!"

Lu Wuqing also knew that there was nothing on the first level, so he did not hesitate and directly rushed into the second level.

The second floor of the tomb was strange. It was a mountain and forest!

Wan Hao shuttled through it like a bolt of lightning, running with a swoosh.

At this moment, the second floor was filled with people. Almost all the disciples from the major powers who had entered earlier were stuck on the second floor. The third floor was the world of Divine Dao True Stage, and no one dared to go up there.

"This time, I entered the tomb purely to save my life. I have already earned a fortune by obtaining a Coiling Heart Mirror. I can't take the risk to seize the treasure anymore. As for if someone is here to deliver it to my doorstep... Don't blame me! " Wan Hao calculated in his heart. He avoided the crowd and planned to find an opportunity to leave.

However, after searching for a long time on the second floor, he found that every corner was guarded by the Great Sacred Land. The Great Religious Sect sent people to guard it, making it difficult for him to leave. Helpless, he could only circle around and return to the forest.

At this time, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard in front of him, and he could still hear the curses in his ears.

"How dare you snatch things from me, Lord Buddha! You're tired of living!"

"Damned monk! How dare you cheat me! I'll tear you apart with my life!"

"Damned monk! Today, this young master and you are irreconcilable enemies!"

"Darn monk, accept your death! How dare you hit me with a Sap!"

The curses were one-sided. From the content, it could be seen that... It was probably some unscrupulous monk who abandoned his loyalty after seeing others obtain treasures. After hitting someone with a Sap, it caused public outrage and ended up in such a state. Under such circumstances, it was better for him not to join in the fun.

Just as Wan Hao was about to leave this place, a young monk suddenly appeared in front of him. He wore a red and purple kasaya and held a golden staff in his hand. There were nine scars on his head, and his bald head could be used as a mirror.

"Brother, you're finally here. Hurry up, this group of benefactors are trying to rob my brother! Help me!" The monk opened his mouth and shouted. The people who were following him immediately became furious when they heard him.

"Damn it, this damn monk and his accomplices, f * ck them up!"

"Sure enough, it was planned. They purposely set us up. Today, we must teach them a lesson!"

...

Numerous rays of light flashed once more. The group of people drew out their natal spirit treasures, and carried their might as they fiercely blasted towards the place where Tyrant and Wan Hao were at.

At this moment, Wan Hao was dumbfounded. What was going on? Why was he trapped the moment he arrived?! Mother! Damn!

Without any hesitation, he unleashed the Snow Treading Grace Step. His body kept moving and dodging the attacks of his natal spirit treasure.

Wan Hao had never suffered such a huge loss. This time, he had truly suffered a great loss because of this immoral monk.

"Scorching Sun Slash!"

Wan Hao suddenly turned around. With the Yan Huang Sword in his hand, he attacked with a swoosh. The sword turned yellow and was instantly covered by red flames. The surrounding temperature also rose invisibly. He swung his sword across the sky. A visible sword energy flew through the air.

"Not good, dodge!"

Those who could enter the second level were at least Yin Yang True Stage warriors. Their eyes were sharp, and they had been on guard when they saw Wan Hao turn around. However, they never thought that Wan Hao's attack would be so powerful.

In the crowd, a man quickly retrieved his natal spirit treasure and hung it above his head. It was a bowl-shaped weapon. A green light flew out from the bowl and covered it, blocking the Sun Slash.

"This is... the Purple Sun Sacred Land's Sun Slash!"

That man was experienced and knowledgeable. After blocking Wan Hao's attack, he immediately recognized this move.

"Fellow Daoist, I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first. I'll settle the score with this monk next time!" The man put away his natal spirit treasure and ran away without looking back.

On the side, everyone was confused. Why did he run away? Was he struck dumb?

However, there was someone beside the man just now, and they had heard what he said with their own ears, "It's someone from the Purple Sun Sacred Land! Damn it, let's go, we've kicked a metal plate!"

"What? Purple Sun Sacred Land, let's go! When the people come, we will all die!"

When one person escaped, what followed was a chain reaction. One by one, they stopped attacking and did not stop. They turned around and started running. Their speed was even faster than when they were chasing after Wan Hao and Wan Hao. In the blink of an eye, only Wan Hao and Indecent Monk were left.

"Brother, good job! I didn't expect you to be from the Purple Sun Sacred Land!" Indecent Monk piled up the flesh on his face and squinted his eyes into a line. He placed his fat hand on Wan Hao's shoulder and said.

"Damn fatty, you are ruthless!" Wan Hao said coldly.

"Hey! Kid, I said you are looking for a beating! The Buddha isn't fat, this is called robust, do you understand?" Indecent Monk said shamelessly.

"I don't understand. Master, please move aside. Kid, you are young and ignorant. You are not qualified to stand side by side with a True God like yourself. Also, I am not from the Taihua Profound Sect! " Wan Hao wanted to leave. He could tell that this monk wasn't a kind person with just a glance. After talking to him for a while, he would probably still help him count the money after he was sold.

"Hey, brother, don't leave! I can help you when I see that you have a bad omen!" Indecent Monk saw that Wan Hao was about to leave, so he exerted force with his hand and held Wan Hao down.

"I didn't bring you with me. His sister's chest. Cover, your whole family is wearing breasts. A bra! "Wan Hao cursed.

"Brother, don't be so angry. Young man, you have to calm down. How about this? Since you helped me just now, this poor monk will help you get rid of this calamity. How about it?" Indecent Monk asked.

Wan Hao had already known that this monk wasn't a good person. He had always been on guard in his heart. However, when he thought about how he couldn't get out of this place and how he had nothing better to do, he decided to see what this monk was going to say.

"Brother. This poor monk, Wu Liang, how should I address you?"

"Wan Hao!"

"So it's brother Wan Hao. Brother, I was forced to do this just now. Look, if it wasn't for you, how could we have been safe and sound? I still have to thank you here!" Wu Liang said.

"Don't talk about useless things. Where did I get the bad omen?" Wan Hao went straight to the point. He didn't want to waste any more time talking to Wu Liang.

"Brother Wan Hao, are you really not from Purple Sun Sacred Land?" Wu Liang asked.

"No!"

"Then how do you know the technique of Purple Sun Sacred Land?"

"What Purple Sun Sacred Land? That's just a martial skill passed down from my family! It must be those people who misjudged me." Wan Hao explained.

"Since they are not from Purple Sun Sacred Land, this is where my bad omen lies." Wu Liang was deliberately mystifying the situation. He looked like a fraud. He swallowed his saliva and continued.

"I reckon that someone from the Purple Sun Sacred Land knows about the techniques of the Purple Sun Sacred Land. According to their rules, those who are not from the holy lands will be crippled of their cultivation if they learn it. Do you think this is your bad omen?"

"This..." At this moment, Wan Hao revealed a serious expression. Indeed, in the eyes of the Sacred Land, they were not even comparable to ants.

"But we are brothers. This poor monk still has a way to help you get rid of them. We will..." Wu Liang whispered the plan into Wan Hao's ear.