Chapter 2101: Pre-life (2/2)
”I have sent the main book to Jingjing. As for when the old man will let you come back to the temple, go back and wait for the notice.”
A young monk who was not very old looked at Meng Tianshu arrogantly, and looked at Ning Qi and the three princes in the eyes. His eyes flashed a strange color, then he waved his hand impatiently and turned into the side door of the reincarnation temple.
”Meng Tianshu, is that guy reliable? Don't take the crystal to work.”
The prince of the three princes laughed.
Meng Tianshu has no bottom in his heart, but fortunately, he only sent 100,000 Jingjing. Even if the main book of the Shura clan is not reliable, they can also bribe other main books. Their purpose is to look at a certain 'insignificant 'The soul of the fall, this little thing for the main book, is to raise your hand.
”North Xuan Xianhuang, let's go back and wait for news.”
Meng Tianshu said.
”Ok.”
Ning Qi took a look at the reincarnation of the temple, suppressed the impulse to rush in directly, turned and left, probably waited for about three days, before the young underworld monk found Ningqi three, from the side door of the reincarnation of the temple to take the three Going in, passing through countless complex corridors, finally came to an extremely grand hall.
”Today's Zen Wind Master Book is on duty, and his old man is inside. You should go in, but you should pay attention when you go in. If there are other people, you can't say the purpose of this trip.”
The young underworld monk smashed a few words from Ningqi and turned and left.
Meng Tianshu looked at Ning Qi with the three sons of Ning, and Ning Qi looked up and down the hall, and finally lifted his foot into the hall.
“Is this the key to the reincarnation of the temple?”
Entering the main hall, Ning Qi saw a blue light column falling over the main hall. These blue light columns have countless faces and are constantly changing. The expressions of these faces are angry, confused, sad, excited, resentful, etc. Wait……
”The North Xuan Xianhuang, these are the souls of our underworld monks from all over the place!”
Meng Tianshu said.
”Where will they be sent?”
Ning Qi’s eyes moved slightly.
Meng Tianshu stunned and then smiled. ”I don't know if I don't know. I don't even know the mystery of the contemporary Emperor. I only know that this temple seems to have existed for a long time. How long has it been known. ”
”Is it you, want to find a soul's whereabouts?”
In the darkness of the temple, an old voice came.
”Not bad.”
Ning Qi Gong Dao.
“Can there be something in his life?”
The sound is getting closer and closer. In a short time, an old man with almost white hair walks slowly to the front of the three, and his eyes fall on Ning Qi.
This person is the Zen wind Shura that Meng Tianshu bribed, one of the nine main books of the temple, and the master of the late Qing Dynasty.
Ning Qi nodded, and there was a long hair in his hand. This is Wang Xue’s hair. Just when he was going to give his hair to the Zen monk, suddenly a group of people walked into the temple, and Zen Zen Shuro saw this group of people, look. Suddenly changed.