Chapter 640: Dugu Yeli

Great Zhou Empire, Yaoguang Peak, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!
The sweeping monk was holding an old broomstick in his hand, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground one by one.
At a distance of less than ten meters from him, an old man with gray hair and gray robe, with his hands on his back, looked at the sweeping monk with interest.
This old man is of medium build and looks ordinary on the surface, but his skin is a little more delicate than the ordinary old man, but if you observe carefully, you can find that his ordinary is different.
There is no jealousy of a worldly emperor, no unpredictability of a worldly expert, and some are just peace in the world.
"Dugu donor, you seem to be very interested in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. In January, you have come five times!"
While sweeping the floor, the sweeping monk said to the old man who was standing calmly not far away, but from beginning to end, the sweeping monk did not look up at the old man.
The old man was not annoyed at the attitude of the sweeping monk. He just smiled and said, "Originally, I was only interested in this Buddhist scripture pavilion. Now, I am also interested in you, a martial artist. It’s weird that Zun Consummation is hiding in this desolate northern mountain and guarding such an ordinary Buddhist scripture pavilion!"
The movement of the sweeping monk's hands paused, and then he continued to sweep the fallen leaves that seemed to be never finished.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is just a wild old monk. Isn't it normal to stay in such a place?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh, and said, "If you are a martial master like you, you can only be regarded as an old monk in the countryside, then the martial artist of Luo Continent on this day is afraid that he will not even have the qualifications to practice. "
Wu Zun Consummation, the undisputed strongest person in Tianluo Continent, at least judging from the old man's insight, this era, this continent has no people who surpass Wu Zun Consummation.
But what he didn't know was that the sweeping monk had only broken through the martial arts for less than a month, that is, after Xiao Chen broke through the martial arts in the Asura Continent, he had broken through at the same time.
Only one day after his breakthrough, this gray-clothed old man with a mysterious identity appeared at Yaoguangfeng.
The sweeping monk smiled indifferently and said, "Dugu donor, you still want to talk about it!"
The gray-clothed old man condensed his expression and said: "You didn't know my purpose for a long time, so why don't you ask any more, as long as you put me in this Buddhist scripture pavilion, when I finish browsing the scriptures and classics inside, I will naturally leave."
The sweeping monk said indifferently: "Dugu benefactors are masters of martial arts consummation. Most of this Tibetan scripture pavilion is composed of low-level exercises and martial arts, or Buddhist scriptures and books, which are really of no use to you!"
It turned out that the sweeping monk had already seen that the old man's cultivation base was the same as his current self.
On this small mountain peak, two of the strongest men in the world have gathered at this time.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "You don't need to tell me this. I have seen it when I first came here. Although the martial arts and martial arts in it are not high in rank, they are not as popular in the Tianluo Continent. There is a huge difference in martial arts skills, so it inspired me a lot."
"Furthermore, this is only the martial arts and martial arts hidden on the first floor. I don't know how the second and third floors are. Then the second floor, even I can't enter. Don't tell me, you, the pavilion guard, can't enter!"
When this old man sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for the first time, the sweeping monk ignored him, thinking that he was just seeing the heart of hunting. After seeing the ranks of these exercises and martial arts, he would naturally leave. After all, he is Wuzun Consummation. How ordinary martial arts and martial arts can be in his eyes.
However, less than three days after the old man left, he actually sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again, and tried to enter the second floor. Although the sweeping monk knew that even the martial arts could not enter the second floor even if he was consummated, he wanted to prevent this person from forcing himself , Causing damage to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the sweeping monk still stopped him and drove him out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
The two had a small battle on Yaoguang Peak, but neither of them wanted to attract the attention of others, and deliberately controlled the movement of the battle. After a small fight, the two were evenly matched, and neither of them took much advantage.
After that, the old man tried to sneak into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion several times, but was stopped in time by the sweeping monk. Today is the fifth time this month.
After listening to the old man's words, the sweeping monk smiled helplessly: "The monks don't say anything. The second floor of the Tibetan scripture pavilion does not allow the poor monk to enter. The poor monk is just a gatekeeper who takes care of the Tibetan scripture pavilion! "
"Gatekeeper? I would like to know, who has such a great face in Luo Continent this day, so that the dignified Wu Zun can successfully guard the gate," the old man snorted coldly.
He thought the Sweeper was shirking!
The sweeping monk did not want to argue with him again, put down the broom in his hand, and then gently spread his left hand to the old man: "Since the donor doesn't believe Lao Na's words, there is no need to say more, please leave!"
The old man looked cold, and said, "In Luo Continent, there is nothing that Ye Li can't get. If you don't let go, you can blame me for breaking in. You think this little Can the small mountain stand up to the battle between the two of us?"
This old man's name is Dugu Ye Li.
Listening to the threatening words of Dugu Ye Li, the sweeping monk remained silent. The other party said it was good. If the two of them really fight here, this Emperor Lin Mountain will definitely be razed to the ground, and even the entire Emperor City. Will be affected, and countless people will die unjustly.
The sweeping monk knew that this old man named Dugu Ye Li was not weaker than himself.
Seeing that the sweeping monk fell into entanglement, Dugu Ye Li hurriedly added fire and said: "Old monk, you should also see that I am not an unreasonable murderous person, otherwise I would not have failed until now. I got my wish, I'm just interested in martial arts and martial arts!"
The sweeping monk finally sighed and said, "How about the Dugu donor, how about this? The owner of this Tibetan scripture pavilion should be coming back soon. You might as well wait here for two more days and discuss directly with him then, how about?"
Dugu Ye Li was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that the sweeping monk was lying to him by saying that the other owner of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was lying to him. Now it seems that what the other party said was not false.
The reason why Dugu Yeli wanted to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was that his cultivation level had been trapped in Wu Zun for a long time, and he was eager to find a way to break through. The various strange martial arts in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion made him feel deeply and saw a breakthrough. Hope, but at this stage of his cultivation, he knows that everything is in a hurry, and he must remain peaceful at all times, so he is not in a hurry at this time.
Therefore, when the sweeping monk told him to wait for two days, he accepted it.
He is not afraid of the sweeping monk playing tricks, because he is confident that no one on this continent can keep him.
However, Dugu Ye Li was still very curious about how sacred it was that a master like the sweeping monk would willingly guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Therefore, he couldn't help asking: "The owner of the Buddhist scripture pavilion you are talking about is..."
The sweeping monk folded his hands together and said with a chuckle: "The master here is the Emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, Xiao Chen!"