Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 200 - 199 Dragon Chant Temple Parliamentarian

In the Octagonal Pavilion, the Golden Buddha held his tea and slowly stood up.

His gaze t with that of the Three Swords in the air.

Both offered a slight smile.

"Three, you have finally mastered Sword Twenty-Two, congratulations!"

The Golden Buddha said indifferently, his eyes bearing a look of appreciation.

Although the Swordman was short, the sword in his hand was very long.

He lowered his gaze to the cold, shining iron sword in his hand and there was a hint of bitterness on his face.

"It's just a pity that I didn't manage to extend the Eight Extres Sword to Sword Twenty-One, otherwise, it would have reached the Great Achievent of Entering the Microscopic."

There was a slight sense of apology on the Golden Buddha's face.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed your sword practice unexpectedly, but there is an extrely urgent matter that calls for your action and nobody else's."

"Oh, what is it?"

The relationship between the Three Swords and the Golden Buddha was not like that of a boss and his chief bodyguard, but more like that of close and equal friends.

The Golden Buddha sighed.

"Do you rember the task that Dragon King assigned to us when we first ca to Yannan?"

At this, Three Swords was visibly shaken.

He exclaid, "You've found a trace of the Nine Extres?"

Even the Golden Buddha changed his expression at the ntion of Nine Extres.

He made a shushing gesture: "Hold your tongue."

Three Swords realized his blunder and quickly glanced around.

The Golden Buddha also anxiously surveyed their surroundings.

Seeing their unease, it seed as though the word "Nine Extres" could summon monsters and demons.

After a long while, the Golden Buddha let out a sigh: "The older I get, the more fearful I beco."

"Nevertheless, Brother Three, you misspoke just now. In the future, let's not speak lightly of this matter."

Three Swords nodded silently, and the unusually long sword edge in his hand drooped slightly as well.

The Golden Buddha glanced around and said in a low voice, "I have been searching for... that thing for the past ten years."

"Yet, since ten years ago, after the incident at Dragon Chant Temple, that thing seems to have completely vanished without a trace."

His long eyebrows drooped, his face filled with sorrow: "In a few months, Dragon King will summon us again."

"If we still have nothing to show by then, I'm really worried about his thunderous rage..."

At the ntion of Dragon King, Three Swords also heaved a sigh.

"Everyone is searching for the Nine Extres... that thing. If we can't find it, neither can anyone else."

"When the ti cos and Dragon King really wants to punish us, we'll bear the consequences together."

This ti, the Golden Buddha smiled.

"Although we haven't found the thing, this ti we may not necessarily face punishnt."

"Heh heh, I've discovered soone in Yannan City who might just be one of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliantarians from back then."

"What, you've actually found a surviving Dragon Chant Temple Parliantarian? Who is it, and where?"

Surprise registered on Three Swords' face.

He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and, like a large bird, swooped into the Octagonal Pavilion.

The Golden Buddha shook his head: "I'm not sure whether this person is really one of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliantarians from back then."

"But the picture sent by the informant sowhat resembles the images the Dragon King gave us."

He said so, and took out an iPad, turning it on.

The Golden Buddha opened a file on the iPad, and a photo appeared on its screen.

The man in the photo had a sharp chin and cheekbones with a mouse-like mustache, looking sleazy.

On his bald head were only two or three strands of hair, which oddly enough were left quite long.

The man's eyes were extrely spirited, as if they were constantly rolling around restlessly.

Shou Jing Gong!

If Yang Fei saw this photo, he would probably exclaim in shock.

Because this person was none other than his master, Shou Jing Gong.

Golden Buddha opened another folder and clicked on a photo.

He pointed at the person in the photo and said indifferently, "Take a look at this one."

That photo was obviously an old one.

The person in the photo looked much younger, brimming with arrogance and liveliness.

However, that slimy, chicken-stealing vibe was exactly the sa as the one in this photo.

Three Swords's expression beca much more grave, and he nodded, "Indeed, very similar."

Speaking of this, he furrowed his brows, "I've heard that every mber of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliant has reached a heavenly and profound realm in their martial arts, their skills are heaven reaching and earth piercing."

"If this person really is a mber of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliant, just the two of us might not be able to match him, should we imdiately notify the Dragon King?"

Golden Buddha shook his head and said, "We shouldn't disturb the Dragon King carelessly before this person's identity is confird."

"Besides, the martial dao divine connection of the Dragon Chant Temple parliantarians is just an external rumor after all."

"Dragon King once ntioned unintentionally that among the parliantarians, there are even frail won who do not practice martial arts."

"So, what do you want to do?"

Three Swords knew that he was dedicated to practicing his sword skills and that when it ca to strategy and planning, he was no match for Golden Buddha.

So he simply stopped thinking about it.

Golden Buddha said indifferently, "Having discovered such an important person, of course, we can't let him go."

"If this person really is a mber of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliant, then we will have achieved a great feat."

"However, the mbers of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliant are not to be underestimated. Ordinary people cannot approach him, so I asked you to leave your retreat to investigate this matter."

Three Swords nodded his head.

Golden Buddha continued, "This matter is extrely dangerous, and although it's not certain that all Dragon Chant Temple parliantarians practice martial arts,"

"those legendary figures who do practice martial arts skills have attained a godly and transcendent level; you must be very careful."

Three Swords nodded again, a sharp gleam in his eyes.

Golden Buddha smiled, "As far as I know, this mysterious person has a special relationship with an odd-job man from Lanting Hotel in Yannan City."

"We can start with this hotel employee to draw out the big fish behind him, which is the safest thod."

Speaking of this, he picked up a beautifully crafted teacup and took a light sip.

"This young man nad Yang Fei doesn't seem like soone from the underworld, yet all the big rascals of the Yannan underground world have suffered at his hands."

"Even Weiren, that boy, has taken a loss to him; it seems he's not simple at all."

Three Swords humd in agreent.

He said indifferently, "Such an inconspicuous hotel odd-job man, yet so formidable."

"Doesn't this sufficiently suggest that he can't be detached from the Dragon Chant Temple?"

Golden Buddha nodded, "That's what I think too."

"If we can break through using this hotel employee and find the forr mber of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliant, then we will have sothing to report to the Dragon King."

Three Swords's spirits lifted, "Good, then I'll go now."

"Hmph, I'll start by killing this hotel employee; I don't believe that the person behind him won't show up."

Golden Buddha sighed, "You have cultivated your Baji Sword to the extre, deriving Sword Thirty-Three, and now even Sword Twenty-Three."

"But it seems your killing intent has never been tempered."

"Hmph, my sword was originally forged for destruction, without the intent to kill, there would be no ."

Speaking of his sword, Three Swords regained his proud and untad aura, filled with auspicious evil energy.

"All right, go then. This minor character, to kill or not to kill doesn't matter, just take care of it if convenient, but be careful about the person behind him."

Golden Buddha clearly didn't take seriously what Sword Three said, but he didn't argue with him either.

Sword Three left, as though gone with the wind.