Zhao Qingli, Yingba, Jiang Benchu, Li Yun and other people were sitting cross-legged in the middle of the dense crowd. They just looked back at the three of them with indifferent and casual eyes.
Xin Zhuo and the other two people were in the Guoshan Sect before, and saw with their own eyes that these people were slapped by Senior Wu Yunzi and flew away to an infinite distance. It took them a short time to get here. On the way, they also speculated where these people had gone, and even if they didn't die, what were their injuries? , but I never expected that they would also come here, which was really unexpected.
"It doesn't matter, Xiao Xumi Temple is an important place for Buddhism. No one dares to do anything here, so you can ignore it."
Ni Cangtian stroked his beard and lowered his voice: "However, since this group of people were not injured and escaped the pursuit of Buddhas all over the sky, they should have come here as soon as possible. They did not expect us to come... "
Zanglong also said: "They came here for two reasons. First, they heard the buzzing news from outside to explain the affairs of the Eight Sects in the South China Sea. After all, it feels uncomfortable to be chased by Buddhas all over the sky. Secondly, , Xiao Xumi recruits disciples. They heard that there is an opportunity in the ninety-nine Bodhi Pagodas in Xiao Xumi Temple, and they want to try their luck.
As for chasing us... The three of us are extremely far apart. They couldn't find the needle in the haystack even if they tried to find it, so they had to give up. This was really a mistake. "
"It's better not to comfort yourself, no matter what the hell you want to do."
Ni Cangtian rubbed his nose and said, "But according to Xin Xiandi himself, those people named Jiang know about the Eight Sects of the South China Sea and are afraid of confronting us here. Have you thought about what to say? ?”
Xin Zhuo smiled: "It's nothing more than setting up the Dragon Gate Formation. Let's take a look and then talk."
Sit down first.
Ni Cangtian and Zang Long sat cross-legged on the side and glanced around. Ni Cangtian suddenly said in shock: "So many masters have come, Yuanling Valley, Bahuang Mountain, Xuanwu Hall, Zhenbao Pavilion, Yuxian Sect, all from Xiniu Sanctuary Second only to Buddhism, the majority of the medieval and ancient sects came with the most powerful young generation, especially Baili Surou, the young sect leader of the Yuxian Sect. This woman was a Saint Queen and was rumored to be the only one in the past. A beautiful girl from heaven who can defeat the Saint King at his first stage at the later stage of the Great Sage."
Xin Zhuo looked over and saw that the woman was wearing a golden gauze dress, with a tall figure and snow-white skin, sitting quietly cross-legged, with a dazzling halo shining on her body, which seemed to be some kind of mental attribute of hers.
This woman gave him a very dangerous feeling, just like an ordinary person facing a poisonous snake that seals its throat at the sight of blood.
In fact, it was not only this woman, but there were at least three to four hundred people sitting cross-legged in all directions. They were wearing wide robes and large sleeves, and had a calm aura. They had an ancient aura about them. They were completely different from ordinary warriors, and their strength was unfathomable.
These ancient sects should be equivalent to the holy land of Donghua Mingyu?
He thought for a while and said: "Do you have any misunderstandings about the younger generation? Aren't these old ghosts who have lived for hundreds of years? At best, they are well maintained."
Ni Cangtian laughed and said: "Of course warriors cannot be judged by the life span of mortals. Centenarian saints are the strongest young generation in the world. They have broken through the holy realm and have a life span of at least 800 years. Those under 400 years old are all the younger generation. After all, they still have half of their life span left. , there are endless possibilities, look at me, I am actually still very young, only over 300 years old, and I am still a young man among the masters of the Holy Realm. I have never paid attention to taking care of my appearance, and I regret it to death."
"You're young, but you're old and have dermatitis."
Zanglong looked at his wrinkled face and cursed. He suddenly remembered something and looked at Xin Zhuo with strange eyes: "By the way, Brother Xian is now a great sage. How old is he? Brother Wei only saw that It’s a general idea, but the details are vague.”
Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "To be precise, he is 109 years old."
"Well……"
Ni Cangtian and Zanglong looked stunned.
Even the dozens of unfamiliar masters nearby looked at him in shock, with disbelief on their faces.
There has never been a great sage over a hundred years old in the 20,000 years that can be found in the historical records. Normally, a genius over a hundred years old should be around the Lingtai realm. Is this kid talking nonsense? What's the origin?
"Hush, dear brother!" Ni Cangtian's eyelids trembled and he scolded in a low voice, "Be careful of being captured and studied by the old monsters."
The three of them stopped talking and waited silently. As a result, they waited for a full day and night.
The Buddhist monks who held the precepts around the huge Buddha statue in the sea of clouds and mist in front remained seated without moving. More and more warriors gathered around, and most of them did not move at all.
Until the dusk of the second day, when the setting sun reflected the sea of clouds and the mountains and forests in a golden color, there was a dull bell ringing in Xiaoxumi Mountain.
The rich sandalwood scent mixed with the vision came, and a white figure with unparalleled grace and grace stepped out of Mount Sumeru.
His physique is somewhere between burly and thin. His moon-white monk's robe is somewhat loose and loose. He has twelve ring scars on his bald head. He looks like he is in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose, and red lips. Like Zhu Zhu, the body is glowing with Buddha's light, and a wheel of merit appears behind him.
The momentum is thick and sweeping across the world, and the strength is unfathomable, but it is not as fierce as ordinary warriors, but makes people feel like a spring breeze.
This is a very handsome eminent monk with extraordinary temperament and profound strength——
This was Xin Zhuo's first evaluation.
He has never seen anything like this. He is obviously a real monk, but when you see him, you immediately ignore his identity as a monk. It is difficult not to feel a strange admiration.
"Amitabha, all donors, you have been waiting for a long time."
The young monk's voice was also as gentle as jade, with a compassionate smile on his lips.
"Wow..."
Tens of thousands of people from all directions stood up and bowed to salute, including Zhao Qingli, Yingba, Jiang Benchu, Yuxian Sect's Baili Surou and other young masters from the strongest sects in the region. Pass the Venerable Little Sumeru!"
The proud daughters of many major sects even look shy and look obsessed.
Zanglong and Ni Cangtian also stood up in a hurry and pulled Xin Zhuo: "Xian brother, get up quickly, Venerable Lingzhe, under the three realms of Huangji, the top three masters in the three realms of the holy realm in this domain, and the Buddhist disciples are among the saints. The number one master in the King Realm!
Baili Surou of Yuxian Sect is only his mother’s tenth! "
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to stand up and hold his hands in front of him as a gift.
"You don't have to be polite, you are a distant visitor to our Buddhist sect!"
Venerable Lingzhe spoke in a gentle tone: "One month before the Eighth Sects of Nanhai Buddhism entered the world, their temples and inheritance pagodas were destroyed. The people involved are here today. Can you give me an explanation?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Benchu and the others. His eyes were still charitable, even with a bit of womanly confusion, but inexplicably made everyone present goosebumps and hair stand on end.
Xin Zhuo and the other three looked at each other. The confrontation they were still speculating about yesterday is now here.
Jiang Benchu was silent for three breaths and said: "Your Excellency, this matter is different from the rumors outside. It was not done by low-level people. That day we passed by Nanhai by chance and stayed temporarily in Jianren Buddha Sect. I couldn't have imagined that the invitation to heaven There is a dispute between the temple and the Buddhist sect. The two sides are fighting. We are about to go to help.
Who would have expected that Yaotian Temple invited a master to defeat the three great elders of the Jianren Buddha Sect. We immediately went to suppress him. We did not expect this man to escape from the mysterious arts and attack in the east and west. Instead of fighting us head-on, he ran to the rear. He destroyed eight Buddhist sects in Nanhai and entered the world.
Being so rebellious and immoral may make you an enemy of Buddhism. "
Tens of thousands of experts from all directions couldn't help but feel restless.
"Oh?" Lord Lingzhe chuckled, "Is the person you mentioned coming here?"
Jiang Benchu turned around and pointed at someone.
Following his fingers, countless eyes looked at that person——
A "young man" who is like the pretty boy next door.
Ni Cangtian and Zanglong swore secretly. Even though they were quite popular, they did not dare to raise their heads in front of countless masters of mysterious ancient sects in this area.
Xin Zhuo met everyone's gaze, looked directly at Jiang Benchu and Ling Zhe, his face was calm, and then he said word by word: "Yes, it was me, Xin Zhuo, who destroyed them, and I felt very happy when I destroyed them!"
There was an instant uproar and noise from all directions.
Who has destroyed the eight gates of Buddhism and dared to come to Xiaoxumi Mountain in a grand manner?
Are you really not afraid of death for provoking Buddhism like this?
"Brother Xian, are you fucking crazy? You don't want to play like this!" Ni Cangtian and Zanglong both turned pale.
(End of chapter)
