Chapter 4771： The last master of Shenwu Temple (1/2)
The true half fairyland, that is, the two main hall masters of Wushen Mountain, are the existences who have stepped into the half fairyland!
This kind of existence is almost rampant under the fairy demon! If Li Ye had not possessed the strength equivalent to a true fairy monarch that day, how could he kill the Palace Master?
Although the Hallmaster of Juetian in front of him is powerful, he is still weaker than Hallmaster Ren.
”If what I expected is correct, the Master of the Absolute Heaven is the capital of the Nine Stage Dao Yin!”
”Not bad!”
Li Ye nodded, he is indeed a peerless genius! In this Age of the End of Dharma, even in the Holy Land, the Ninth Stage Dao Yin can be regarded as a top-notch handful of people.
Otherwise, Wushen Mountain would not be so impatient that day, and wanted to recruit Qiuyi and others for the Jiupin Dao Yin!
They just don't know that Qiu Yi people are not the nine-rank Dao Yin, but they are already the god-level Dao Yin!
”Ling Lang's body originated from that heavenly tribulation. He could not pull out the dark ailments left by the heavenly tribulation. Even if Ling Lang breaks through the emperor realm one day, he will not survive for ten thousand years.”
Li Ye didn't say much, but the Lord of the Heavenly Hall understood it.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it. He hadn't been doing nothing these years, he even searched for famous doctors, and even went to Wushen Mountain to find a few powerful medical skills in Wushen Mountain, but he was disappointed in the end.
It was not that no one had mentioned it to him, but Li Ye was the first person to tell him this result straightforwardly.
”No way?”
Can't live for ten thousand years!
The Lord Juetian took a deep breath, his eyes full of helplessness.
Why does he want Qibao Dragon to make his son break through the imperial realm smoothly! Even become a strong man who can inherit the position of his palace master!
But now it seems that, let alone inheriting his mantle, within ten thousand years, he will send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, which is a tragedy on earth.
”Have.”
”really?”
In desperation, the Lord of Juetian Temple could hardly believe his ears.
Even if what he was waiting for might be the next despair, but he was unwilling to give up even a trace of hope.
”There is a 30% chance!”
”Thirty percent? Enough!”
Yes!
30%! The Lord Juetian feels that even if only a half chance is available, it is a luxury for him. Besides, it is a 30% chance! It's like the sound of heaven.
”I hope Brother Li will tell me that this temple will definitely remember this favor!”
Li Ye really has a way to save people?
He really does!
It wasn't that he was playing the Absolute Heaven Palace Lord, he didn't have the need and mood.
After receiving Li Ye's guidance, the Lord of the Palace of Absolute Heaven left half-believingly, of course, there was a little more hope than the despair in his eyes.
And the place he went was not elsewhere, it was the Danwu Temple!
”Why don't you help him yourself?”
As soon as the Lord of Juetian Palace left, he saw someone slowly appearing, it was the old man who had appeared once before.
One of the few medicine saints in the Palace of Medicine King!
”Then why don't your elders take the shot? For you, it is not completely certain but it is not impossible to do it.”
Li Ye was not surprised that the medicine saint would appear, but instead smiled.
The Lord Juetian Temple has been worried for so many years, in fact, from the perspective of the medicine saint, it is really not a terminal illness and there is no way to solve it. It's just that they haven't taken any action in the past three thousand years.
For what reason, Li Ye can guess.
But he was not interested in pursuing it.