Chapter 318: Sincere Feelings
Chapter 318: Sincere Feelings
There were actually still people from the Immortal Court alive in this world?
This was something Lin Jiufeng didn’t expect. He stared fixedly at Ouyang Xiu, wanting to figure out what exactly was going on.
Ouyang Xiu replied, "From what I know, there are indeed seniors from the Immortal Court in the Western Desert. I don’t know how many of them are there, but there definitely are."
"Weren’t the people of the Immortal Court wiped out by the God Race?" Lin Jiufeng asked solemnly.
"That war broke out very suddenly. For the Immortal Court, they were caught off guard. At that time, there was an army of the Immortal Court suppressing the Western Desert, so they didn’t participate in this battle."
"The army of the Western Desert has been suppressing the Western Desert all this time. They are not allowed to leave. Therefore, even though the Immortal Court suffered heavy losses in that battle and was completely wiped out, this team still remained."
"In this era, I don’t know how many of them are left. But I know that some of them are definitely still alive now."
Ouyang Xiu felt uneasy under Lin Jiufeng’s oppressive gaze and said honestly.
"I’m very curious as to why they want to suppress the Western Desert. Other than the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Western Desert is just a remote corner and doesn’t compete with the outside world. Why did they leave an army behind to suppress the Western Desert?" Monk Anan asked in puzzlement.
He had known Ouyang Xiu for many years.
Ouyang Xiu was born in the Western Desert, but he was very rebellious when he was young. He couldn’t understand the Buddhist scriptures and yearned for the outside world.
Hence, he bade farewell to his only friend and went to the Immortal Court. He worked hard to establish a stable foothold in the Immortal Court and became a commander.
The friend that he bade farewell to was Monk Anan.
Hence, Ouyang Xiu, who had just awakened and was reborn, directly came to the Western Desert to look for Monk Anan.
Moreover, the moment he asked for help, Monk Anan used the corner of the killing array that he had painstakingly obtained to kill Lin Jiufeng for him.
Their relationship was indeed quite deep.
Now that the lives of these two brothers were in Lin Jiufeng’s hands, it was also a special kind of fate.
It wasn’t easy for the two of them to still be alive in this world from 20,000 years ago to 20,000 years later and could still trust each other so much.
Regarding Monk Anan’s question, Ouyang Xiu sighed and said, "I’m just a small team leader of the Immortal Court, a small character. How would I know so many secrets? In the great era, you and I are just duckweeds that drift with the waves. I just know that the Immortal Court still places a lot of importance on the Western Desert. It can even be said that the Immortal Court reveres the Western Desert."
"Revere?" Lin Jiufeng immediately noticed this word.
"The Immortal Court isn’t afraid of the God Race. The Immortal Court used to suppress the world. According to you, the Immortal Court is extremely powerful. Why would they revere the Western Desert then?" Lin Jiufeng immediately asked.
Monk Anan also looked at his old friend curiously.
"I’ve heard of a rumor, but it’s not confirmed."
"Some people say that beneath the Western Desert, the Lord of Hell is buried. Outside the Western Desert is the Buddhist Sect, but inside is Hell. The higher-ups of the Immortal Court have suffered a blow in the Western Desert."