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Chapter 641: Monk Jin

"Immortal Lord, now something like Jiang Xuan has happened. Should the people from the violent sea be cleaned up?" As Wang Shiyan and the other two disappeared, an old monk walked forward and asked in a low voice to the Immortal Lord.

Hearing his words, the faces of the people in the field changed slightly.

"Monkey Jin, the Sea of ​​Furious has countless monsters, and perhaps it can give birth to immortals. Now that I have killed the people in the Sea of ​​Furious, it is the immortal path that will eliminate the Sea of ​​Furious." An old man said in a deep voice.

"You are right. There are indeed countless monsters in the Sea of ​​Furious." Monk Jin looked at the old man and said slowly: "But almost a thousand years have passed, and there are still no immortals there. I think the Sea of ​​Furious has no value anymore."

As his words fell, the others showed a look of contemplation.

This is true. In a thousand years, Jiuzhou has long known how many immortals can be nurtured, but there is no immortal in the Sea of ​​Furiousness. This can indeed show that the Sea of ​​Furiousness has no value anymore.

The old man who spoke before changed slightly, but he couldn't speak and could not argue.

"Sea of ​​Furious..." It was at this moment that the people on the stage murmured, as if they were feeling a little emotional.

Everyone in the hall calmed down and looked at the immortal master above, waiting for him to issue an order.

"Forget it, kill them all. If all the people are killed, the island will sink. The Sea of ​​Furious will be the forbidden area in the future. If anyone goes there, destroy the ten clans. In the future, no one will be allowed to go to the Sea of ​​Furious." The immortal master on the stage said slowly.

Listening to his words, everyone in the field smiled.

Just now, Jiang Xuan put a lot of pressure on them.

Now the Sea of ​​Furious is a nail in their hearts.

It is naturally extremely happy to be able to solve this nail.

"Monkey Jin, follow the order." The immortal master looked at the old monk.

When Monk Jin heard this, he immediately bent down with a respectful look.

"You immediately take the boat to the sea of ​​violent tyranny to exterminate the human race."

"Yes, I obey the order!" Monk Jin responded, and his face showed an excitement.

He had long disliked the people in the Jiuzhou tribe, but the immortal master had been suppressing him before.

Now, he is naturally extremely happy to be able to go to the Sea of ​​Furiousness and kill the remnants of the Kyushu tribe.

If you want to talk about the grudge between Monk Jin and the Jiuzhou tribe, you still have to start five hundred years ago.

Five hundred years ago, when Monk Jin was a child, he was sold to a temple called Wulian Mountain by his father.

This monk Jin is a person who cannot sit still. He cannot recite Buddhist scriptures, cannot mourn, and cannot comprehend Buddhist principles.

So he has always been treated as a servant in the temple.

Later, when his master died, he sold the temple stuff and went back to do business by himself.

Who knew that after leaving the temple, his business became bigger and bigger, and he became one of the best luxury merchants at that time.

Later, after Monk Jin became a wealthy merchant, he felt that he was still missing.

He created a sect called Golden Buddhism.

I took some disciples.

This sect does not teach Buddhist scriptures, does not teach the meaning of the scriptures, nor does it teach any compassion.

It’s just to teach the disciples how to make money and how to teach the disciples how to **.

Because Monk Jin understands what the meaning of the scriptures is, what the Buddhist scriptures are, and what the use of compassion is.

These things are not as good as money or sex.

That's it, all followers call him Jin Taigong.

As the family business grew bigger and bigger, more and more believers became more and more, and even some officials worshiped Monk Jin and called him Jin Dafu.

Fame is unparalleled.

However, all of this was destroyed by the Kyushu tribe.

The remnants of the Kyushu tribe killed his followers and destroyed his property for business.

He also hanged himself.

Everything is empty.

This made him feel extremely hated for the remnants of the Jiuzhou tribe. It was because of the suppression of the Immortal Lord, so he never dared to attack the Sea of ​​Furious.

"Well, there is one last thing. Now there are 9,990 immortals in the world. Only ten immortals are separated, and you can break the world barrier and go to the heavens and all realms.

In recent years, people who have become immortals need to focus on training." The Immortal Lord glanced at the people around him, then paused and looked at Xiao Xianren and said, "Xiao Feng, what you did in Yan Wu before made me very dissatisfied with.

As a person who became an immortal, you almost broke the path to immortality. This thing is not done."

Hearing the words of the Immortal Lord, Xiao Feng nodded slightly and said, "I didn't expect that Yan Wu would have such a backup plan and could become an immortal. This is indeed my mistake."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "But this is not without gain. I took away Yan Wu's soul power and created a ghost king. I will be able to ascend to the immortal world in the near future."

"Oh?" The Immortal Lord became interested when he heard this: "Yan Wu had only been ascended to the immortal world for half a year, and that little guy could ascend to the immortal world in such a short time?"

"Yes, this little guy is born with resentment for the remnant soul mate of the Dragon Clan. He is extremely lucky and is an excellent seedling." Xianren Xiao replied respectfully.

"Then, you have made up for your merits." The Immortal Lord smiled, "What's her name? How sure is she to become an immortal?"

"Her name is Hongzhao. This time she ascended to the immortal world, she will definitely succeed." Xiao Feng said affirmatively.

Hearing his words, everyone in the hall showed a strange look.

Except for the Immortal Lord who is born a ghost immortal, who can succeed in becoming a ghost immortal?

However, they also knew that Xiao Feng was definitely not a random person.

That ghost dragon may really be a very good seedling.

"No," the Immortal Lord nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and said, "Then I will wait for the day when she succeeds in becoming an immortal."

After saying that, he looked at Hong Jiulang and said, "From today, let Wang Shiyan take charge of the ghost soldiers. Within three days, I want the remnants of Jiuzhou to die completely. From then on, there will be no Jiuzhou tribe on the land of Jiuzhou!"

"Yes!" Hongjiurang responded in a deep voice.

Seeing his answer, the Immortal Lord nodded slightly, turned into a phantom and disappeared.

As the Immortal Lord disappeared, the faces of the people in the field relaxed a lot and they relaxed.

"Hongjiulang, is this a bit over for the tribe to lead our ghost clan?" The woman in green looked at Hongjiulang and frowned.

Hearing her words, Hong Jiulang glanced at the people in the field. Seeing that they looked bad, he couldn't help but look bitter and said, "This is also impossible. The blood in the capital is as strong as fire, and our ghost clan has no way to enter.

And the ghost soldiers have no organizational ability, and entering it is extremely risky, so they must lead the human race."

"Then how do you know that Wang Shiyan will not betray us? If she betrays us, it will cause us heavy losses!" an old man walked forward and asked in a deep voice.

"This Wang Shiyan's uncle is a ghost, and she is a city god. She has a deep relationship with her uncle and will never betray her. What's more, she has long become a candidate for the city god and will sooner or later be a member of the ghost clan."

After Hong Jiulang finished speaking, he looked at everyone and continued, "And even if she betrayed, it's okay. I still have some spare people. Although they are not as good as Wang Shiyan, it is more than enough to use them to command the ghost soldiers. We can still bear this loss."

Hearing him say this, the people in the field look slightly relieved.

When they heard that the human race ruled the ghost soldiers before, they wanted to curse.

Human races are synonymous with stupidity and waste to them.

It's always a humble thing.

Letting the tribe control the ghost soldiers is insulting them.
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