Cheng Kun looked at the seemingly innocent and handsome young man in horror.
He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his figure was still a little thin and weak. He did not have the domineering aura that he had when he attacked just now.
He was wearing a spotless moon-white Daoist robe, and the corners of his mouth were always faintly discernible.
But his eyes were as clear and pure as the glaciers on a snowy mountain.
A white jade hairpin was inserted into his long, pitch-black hair. His temperament was fresh and light, almost as vast as an immortal. His appearance was as handsome as an immortal from the nine heavens.
The aura around him was as pure as a spring and as fresh as a snow lotus. It was as if he was born with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
However, at this moment, this handsome young man was as terrifying as a demon from hell in Cheng Kun's eyes.
Yun Che, on the other hand, was all smiles as he looked at him, as if he was watching a clown perform.
He chuckled and said,
"This Penniless Priest is a cultivator, so naturally, I can calculate, and innate algebra is no problem.”
"Hehe, your precious secret is not worth mentioning in my eyes.”
Hearing this, everyone present was dumbfounded and shocked.
The Ancient Tomb Sect disciples thought to themselves,"
"Heavens, could it be that there really are immortals in this world?？”
"Daoist Priest Yun actually knew about such a top-secret matter! This must be close to the half-immortal body, right?"
"As expected of Perfected Zhang's disciple. Priest Yun can also call him Little Perfected!”
Among them, Butchie suddenly blushed and thought to herself,"
"Daoist Yun is so powerful. Do you want him to help me read my marriage fate later?"
After that, she looked at Yun Che, her cute little face turning red like a big apple.
"If only my future husband could be as handsome as Daoist Yun…"
At this moment, she couldn't help but look at her Miss and think to herself,"
"Aiya, only a fairy-like beauty like Miss is worthy of a banished immortal like Daoist Priest Yun!”
And at this moment, Yang Yaoqin's gaze towards Yun Che gradually blurred. She was becoming more and more interested in this enigmatic man.
At this moment, Yun Che's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was feeling a little bored.
He narrowed his eyes and said softly,"
"How is it? Do you have anything else that can exchange for your life?”
"If you don't, then you will die here today!”
At this moment, Cheng Kun suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was hoarse and tragic, as ear-piercing as the cry of an old crow.
He laughed bitterly, even to the point of tears. Then, he said in a hoarse voice,
"Pathetic! What a pity!"
"This old man has been stirring up trouble in the martial world for decades, but today, I actually fell at the hands of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth.”
Then, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted,"
"However, there's nothing to laugh about!”
"How can a human fight against the heavens? How can a mortal like me fight against an immortal?”
"Forget it! Forget it! Young man, it's not wrong for me to die at the hands of a deva like you today!”
At this moment, he suddenly had tears in his eyes, and his voice sounded like he was crying blood as he lamented,"
"However, before I die, I still have unfulfilled wishes!”
"If the Demonic Sect doesn't die, I won't be willing!”
"Even in the netherworld, I don't have the face to face my junior sister!”
The old monk was filled with grief and his voice was sincere.
It made the innocent and romantic girls of Ancient Tomb Sect feel a little sympathetic.
This group of innocent girls had never experienced the world. What they yearned for the most in their lives was the touching love story between Ancestral Master Yang and Ancestral Master Long.
Immediately, even Yang Yaoqin couldn't help but sigh and think to herself,"
"Although this evil thief has done many evil things, he can be considered a lovestruck seed!”
At this moment, Yun Che looked at this old actor with a faint smile and said indifferently,"
"Then what do you want?"
Cheng Kun covered his face and cried. After hearing Yun Che's words, he pleaded in a low voice,"
"If Little Zhenren intends to wipe out the Demonic Sect, then this old man will give you the map of the secret passage!”
After he finished speaking, he reached out and shakily took out a beast skin map from his bosom, wanting to pass it to Yun Che.
At this moment, Yun Che suddenly smiled and raised his hand.
Invisible true energy surged, slowly lifting the map into the air.
The map slowly unfolded, and a cloud of white dust flew out.
The white smoke fell, and the plants on the ground withered. Even the green stone slabs were corroded with a sizzling sound. This was clearly a highly toxic substance.
Seeing this, the Ancient Tomb Sect disciples were enraged.
"What a thief, you're actually so sinister!”
"We can't let him go!"
"Sisters, don't let him escape!”
Eight beautiful and beautiful girls held long flutes and zither in their hands. They stepped on the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams and surrounded Cheng Kun.
Yang Yaoqin's beautiful eyes were filled with killing intent. Her white jade-like hands were claw-shaped, and she wished she could scratch dozens of holes in this despicable and sinister person on the spot.
To think that she had just praised this person for being infatuated!
Bah!
Despicable and shameless scoundrel!
On the contrary, Yun Che's face didn't show the slightest bit of anger.
He still looked at Cheng Kun with a smile and said indifferently,
"Is this what you Shaolin monks do?”
"In terms of playing these despicable things, our Daoists are indeed far inferior!”
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