Chapter 825 Wanxiang Palace is not safe either
The entire Middle Earth Divine Continent was turbulent because of Han Yang.
But he himself disappeared from everyone's sight.
It's as if it doesn't exist.
However, he couldn't hide it for long.
In the Eastern Continent, there is a clan of divine fortune tellers who can track anyone using Feng Shui fortune telling techniques.
Seven days later, the Divine Master Tianyan of the Divine Calculation Clan will rush to the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
By that time, Han Yang had no way to escape.
However, in the past few days, because there was no trace of Han Yang and he was invisible, the Middle Earth Divine Continent seemed to have regained some peace.
But there are undercurrents surging beneath the surface of the water, and when the east wind arrives, it will surely set off stormy waves.
And Han Yang's mythical record of defeating the Martial Saint with the Martial Master Realm gradually began to spread across the five major divine continents, causing waves of excitement...
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"The Martial Lord counterattacks the Martial Saint? Impossible! Even the strongest genius from a top sect can counterattack the third and fifth levels, which is already the limit. Beyond a big realm, you are deceiving a three-year-old child."
"If you ask me, Xingxiuhai is creating gods! Deliberately spreading false news."
"You know what the heck! I heard that the old master of Tiandao Academy once personally broke through the Xingxiu Sea Formation and wanted to capture Han Yang, but he escaped!"
"Tsk, tsk, even the old master has taken action. Could it be that... the news is true..."
"I don't know where Han Yang has escaped. The Sun Moon God Sect has offered a sky-high reward..."
on the street.
Even passers-by who were only in the Yuan Dan realm were whispering to each other, talking about Han Yang.
The Qingtian Realm, a pool of stagnant water, was boiling because of Han Yang.
Han Yang was like a catfish thrown into a fish pond.
With his own power, he turned the entire Qingtian Realm into chaos.
"I didn't expect the news to spread so quickly..."
Han Yang was quite surprised.
This news spread faster than the Flying Star Chess Master Yu Kong. It was really an exaggeration.
It was obvious that someone was behind it.
Both Fuxing Chess Saint and Nangong Lin remained silent.
The two of them are also increasingly aware that the sense of crisis is not far away from them, and they feel quite uneasy!
If Han Yang hadn't been wearing a cloak to cover his face now, he might have been recognized by others.
The whole world is an enemy.
Han Yang is now absolutely the enemy of the whole world.
As long as he dares to show up, the major sects will never let him go.
"arrive!"
Fuxing Chess Master led Han Yang and Nangong Lin along the way, and soon stopped in front of a hexagram stall.
"The secrets from heaven are revealed to guide the lost gentleman, and the yin and yang are revealed to guide the heroes who have been trapped for a long time...Are the three of you asking for fortune telling, or divination?"
The fortune teller with plaster on his forehead had an enthusiastic face and erratic eyes, constantly looking at the Najie in the hands of Han Yang and the others.
He looks like a shrewd philistine.
Snapped!
The Master of Fuxing Chess slapped a token on the table.
"Take me to see your palace master!"
This Wanxiang Order was personally given to Jue Yunzi by the Master of the Wanxiang Palace, which represented a promise to grant all requests.
Seeing Wan Xiang Ling, the fortune teller's expression changed slightly.
"It turns out Han Xingzi is coming, please!"
He actually saw through Han Yang's identity at a glance.
After getting up and collecting the hexagram stall, he took Han Yang and the others to a ruined temple in the suburbs.
He was obviously a Taoist who told fortunes, but he actually dragged Han Yang and three others into a Buddhist temple.
A ruined temple, without even a temple blessing, extremely desolate.
Snapped!
After entering the temple, the fortune teller made a few moves.
A golden light shot out from the Buddha statue, as if it were receiving the Buddha's light.
"please!"
The fortune teller made an inviting gesture.
The Master of Floating Star Chess steps into the light of Buddha.
Han Yang and Nangong Lin followed closely behind.
In a flash of light, the three figures disappeared.
The fortune-teller continued to hold the fortune-telling cloth banner and left the temple with three shaking steps.
"Release the secrets of heaven to guide the lost gentleman, reveal the yin and yang to guide the long-stranded hero... fortune telling, divination, asking questions... Look at Feng Shui, watch the peach blossoms, cut off the yin and yang, don't give up money..."
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Buzz!
The light disappeared, and Han Yang and the others appeared in a palace.
This temple is very peculiar.
Other palaces are either Taoist temples, temples, or academies.
But in this palace, these three statues of gods are actually served: Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism!
All three teachings are available!
Wow!
When Han Yang and the others appeared, the Taoist statue in the shrine moved, as if it came alive, and opened its eyelids.
It was only then that the Fuxing Chess Saint and the others discovered that the three statues in the temple all had their eyes closed.
The statue shook its body and dust fell on the ground.
"I haven't moved for a long time..."
The statue that looked like an old Taoist priest chuckled and said, "Girl, you came here with the Jueyunzi Token. You probably want to ask for a Wanxiang Mask for this kid, right?"
When he said this, he couldn't help but start to look at Han Yang.
Tsk!
The old Taoist priest felt a little sore in his heart.
That old man Jueyunzi is so lucky.
This kind of genius was actually sent from the Hall of Stars.
It would be great if Wanxiang Palace had such luck.
Even the master of Fuxing Chess was not angry when the old Taoist priest called him a doll.
She cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, senior."
This old Taoist priest is one of the three palace masters of Wanxiang Palace. Like Jue Yunzi, he is a ninth-level martial saint and an invincible existence in the Qingtian Realm.
The old Taoist priest chuckled and asked, "Did Jueyunzi tell you about the rules of my Wanxiang Palace?"
The Master of Fuxing Chess said respectfully: "It has all the characteristics and has all the characteristics! You have to go through the trial of the Wanxiang Palace to get what you want."
The old Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction and said to Han Yang, "Kill me with a knife."
Han Yang didn't ask why, he just raised his hand and stabbed him.
Zheng!
The formless gods and Buddhas are killed, and the green dragon is broken!
Ouch!
With a dragon roar, the blade turned into a green dragon and roared towards the old Taoist priest.
clang!
The old Taoist priest held Mu Shang's Blade between his two fingers, his brows twitching.
"What a guy! He combines Shintoism and Buddhism into one, with a hint of evil in it! It's not simple! No wonder he can defeat the Martial Saint..."
The old Taoist priest looked at Han Yang with burning eyes and grinned: "Boy, are you interested in joining my Wanxiang Palace? Our Wanxiang Palace is not a waste like Xingxiu Sea! As long as you join, the old Taoist guarantees that there will be no one in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. I dare to attack you."
The Fuxing Chess Master subconsciously stood in front of Han Yang.
This old man is actually poaching in front of me?
She was really afraid that Han Yang would agree.
To a certain extent, the Wanxiang Palace is indeed more powerful than the Xingxiu Sea.
At least their intelligence system is well developed and they can easily hide Han Yang.
But under the worried eyes of Fuxing Chess Master, Han Yang smiled faintly and said: "I joined Xingxiu Sea because I have a question to ask the Three Talents Sage. You can't answer this question, so, I'm sorry, I'm not interested in joining." Wanxiang Palace is not interested."
"..."
The old Taoist priest looked at Han Yang suspiciously: "What question can't I answer? If you haven't asked yet, how do you know that I, the old Taoist..."
Boom!
Before he finished his sentence, there was a sudden roar outside the palace.
The next moment, the scene in front of Han Yang and the others changed instantly.
The palace, which was originally just the four of them, became bustling with people offering incense everywhere.
It was as if they suddenly changed to a different world.
The old Taoist priest's face turned dark.
"What idiot without eyes dares to destroy the illusion of my Wanxiang Palace..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the palace.
"Old bastard! Hand over Han Yang, and I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, the Wanxiang Palace will be in ruins today..."
