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Chapter 726 Past
Li Ming walked forward, going further and further, and soon he reached the main road. At this time, the sky gradually darkened, the sun set, and a full moon rose.

Looking at the moon emitting a faint purple light, Li Ming pondered and ignored it.

At this moment, an inn suddenly appeared in front of him, with two large lanterns hanging in front of the door.

"It's you." Li Ming pointed his finger and laughed.

At this moment, the door of the inn opened automatically without wind, and Li Ming stepped in without hesitation.

At this moment, a black hole appeared and a person fell out of it.

The man was covered in blood, but with a smile on his face, he collapsed to the ground and said, "I survived! I finally survived!"

But he soon discovered that Li Ming was still standing at the door, so he struggled to stand up and said.

"Are you new here?"

"Haha, I guess so." Li Ming laughed.

The man sighed and said, "I'm the only one left on this mission. I thought it was over, but I didn't expect it to be recruiting new people. It seems like this nightmare will never end."

"It's not over yet." Li Ming smiled slightly.

The man said with a look of astonishment: "Young man, do you know what I am talking about?"

"You are free!" Li Ming said softly, then reached out and gently touched the man's forehead.

He felt his body inexplicably loosen, as if some shackles had been removed.

"Who are you?" The man didn't care about anything else at this moment and quickly got up and asked.

"Oh, a nobody." Li Ming said lightly as he floated away.

The man kowtowed and knelt on the spot, saying: "I, Wang Qianxing, will remember your kindness today!"

Li Ming said, "Today the shackles are gone, but the source remains. Three generations from now, the curse will reappear. You will have to take care of yourself."

At this moment, a layer of white mist appeared in the air. Li Ming just smiled and then stepped into it.

Passing through the white fog, he found himself standing in front of a temple. At the door stood two muscular monks. Each of them held a stick that reached their eyebrows, and they looked very alert.

"Donor, the area ahead is the forbidden area of ​​Tianquan Temple and is not open to the public. Please leave immediately."

"Oh?" Li Ming asked, seeing the two of them talking in such a clumsy manner.

"Where is this Tianquan Temple?"

The monk on the left said impatiently: "I told you that this is a forbidden area, why don't you know what's good for you? If you keep pestering us, our sticks will not tolerate any harm!" Hearing this, Li Ming sneered, and his eyes flashed with a gleam. The two were shocked to see it, but they were only surprised for less than a second. The next moment, their cognition was tampered with by Li Ming, their expressions became dull, and their eyes were also dull.

Then Li Ming walked into the temple in front of him with a dignified and open manner.

After a moment, the two monks at the door looked at each other and felt that something was wrong, but they didn't know what had happened. They just continued to guard the door with their sticks at the height of their eyebrows.

Li Ming walked into Tianquan Temple and found that this was the small temple of Tianquan Temple in his era. It just didn't look as old now. But even so, it could be seen that this temple had existed for quite a while.

According to his memory, Li Ming walked a few steps to the door of the meditation room of the abbot of Tianquan Temple. Although he did not conceal his breath, he had distorted the perception of other people in the area. Others simply ignored Li Ming and allowed him to come and go freely.

At this moment, there were two monks in the Zen room. One of them was an old monk wearing a red cassock and had a solemn look on his face.

The other was a middle-aged monk, kneeling in front of the old monk.

"Ever since 'him' came, I've felt restless. I always feel something's amiss. While common sense dictates that there are no spirits in this world, even if he collected the extraordinary skills of the ten great sects, it would be useless. However, this man is a natural genius, and I'm always a little worried. When he came knocking on our door, we set up the Arhat Formation and used all sorts of magical weapons, but we couldn't harm him in the slightest. This shows that he has cultivated his physical body to the pinnacle, and is definitely not an ordinary person."

"That villain not only attacked my Tianquan Temple, but also Quanzhen Taoism, Yulong Mountain, and all the famous Taoist practitioners in the world were defeated by him. No matter how hard the sects tried, they couldn't stop him at all. What's more important is that he has a photographic memory and is extremely intelligent. Even if someone deliberately compiled false scriptures, he could see through them at a glance. Qingyun Sword Manor was even destroyed because of this. Now he is a public enemy of the world. There is always someone stronger than you. I don't believe he can be lawless like this for the rest of his life. There will always be senior masters who can't stand it and take action!" said the middle-aged monk kneeling on the ground.

The old monk sighed and said, "Alas, if it were fifty years ago, of course there would be some, but not now. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth has dried up. Even if you didn't ascend to the immortal realm with the ancestors of various sects, you couldn't stop the spiritual energy from escaping in the past few decades. Your cultivation will fade away and you will die in meditation. The last true cultivator of the Tao passed away in meditation on Tiannan Mountain eighteen years ago. There is no way for you in this world anymore."

"He was born in the wrong era. If he had been born sixty years earlier, he would have definitely ascended to heaven. But what can be done? It's not his fault, it's the times. Can't he just accept his fate? Why cause such a catastrophic disaster? But come to think of it, there's been no news from him for six months."

"Master, don't worry. His eclecticism might backfire and he might even go astray in that place!" said the middle-aged monk.

The old monk shook his head, as if he was about to say something.

But at this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. The sky was originally clear, but suddenly a layer of blood clouds appeared on the horizon, instantly blocking the sunlight.

"This"

Both people in the room realized something was wrong and hurriedly walked out of the meditation room, then looked up at the sky.

But then a thick blood cloud covered the entire sky, and an indescribable aura of horror spread out along with the blood cloud.

It was as if a layer of gloom appeared silently in everyone's heart. The abbot stood at the door of the Zen room, constantly moving the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes full of worry.

Although there was no evidence, he always had a feeling that this vision might have been caused by that person.

The next moment, blood rained from the sky, and a feeling of sadness spread to their hearts. Unable to control themselves, everyone, no matter where they were in the world, subconsciously shed tears.

Then the host shook his head and said, "Yuanfa, go down the mountain and find the source of this incident."

The middle-aged man called Yuanfa nodded, bowed to the host master, and said, "Yuanfa will definitely live up to his mission!"

(End of this chapter)