"What does the donor mean by this?"
"Aren't these the so-called unqualified people who have been rejected by your teachings?"
The words were obviously full of provocation, but there was still no other emotion in Fanchen's tone. It was as if he was telling an implementation, extremely calm.
"Hmph, are all you Buddhists so eloquent?"
"This is my teaching base. We do not welcome you. Please leave."
Hidden edge, hidden like a big universe, with restrained edge.
But now, Jiang Zangfeng changed his approachable attitude from before. Looking at Fan Chen who was only a few steps away from him, his brows were already filled with coldness.
Taiyi's pressure appeared again, but this time it was only aimed at one person.
Facing Jiang Zangfeng's aggressiveness, Fan Chen's expression did not change at all. The swastika pattern deep in his eyes became darker and darker, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows was like blood. At this moment, he gave people the impression of being both coquettish and divine.
His hands suddenly clasped together, he looked at Jiang Zangfeng in front of him, and a Buddha halo appeared faintly behind him.
"Everything ends up being nothing. Wherever you go, you can enter anywhere."
Instead of listening to Jiang Zangfeng's words and leaving, a golden lotus pedestal appeared at Fanchen's feet, and he sat cross-legged.
"Haha, I finally understand."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Zangfeng suddenly smiled, and all the coldness on his face disappeared.
However, the aura on his body was even more terrifying.
Looking at Fanchen sitting cross-legged on the lotus pedestal in front of him, the Taoist robe on his body began to stop trembling, "You Buddhists have come to my country to steal disciples!"
Buzz!
After the words fell, Jiang Zangfeng stood with his hands behind his back, and a wisp of sword intent suddenly emerged, and quickly moved towards Fan Chen.
"Amitabha, the donor's words are serious."
"These people have all entered our Buddhist sect voluntarily, so how can we rob them?"
The pupils reflected the sharpness, but Fanchen's expression remained unchanged and he shook his head, his tone still vague.
Jiang Zangfeng seemed to be unwilling to talk nonsense with him. As he turned his hand, a long sword with a dark body suddenly appeared.
The other disciples of the Chan Cult also offered their magic weapons and looked at Fan Chen with cold expressions.
At this time, they knew very well that they represented the interpretation of teaching, while the other party was Buddhism.
As a direct descendant of Yuanshi, Jiang Zangfeng's cultivation has reached the second step of Taiyi, and he is currently the number one person in the true sense of the teaching.
Fanchen represents Buddhism in China, and his strength and status must not be too low. Maybe he is also the number one disciple of Buddhism.
The two religions have different teachings and are not incompatible, but they definitely dislike each other.
Now Fanchen comes to China alone and finds Jiang Zangfeng, the first disciple of Chanjiao. The significance of this is self-evident.
This is to use the struggle between his disciples to strengthen his reputation for Buddhism!
Jiang Zangfeng obviously thought of this, so he rarely used the Immortal Killing Sword that he had not used for an unknown amount of time!
In the ancient world, anything with the word "xian", no matter the things or things, are extraordinary!
"It looks like there's going to be a fight!"
On the other side, Su Daji looked at the competing disciples of the two sects and said in a very excited tone.
The pupils hidden under the mask were faintly pink and looked even more seductive than Fan Chen.
"Sister, why are you excited when someone fights?"
Seeing Su Daji's excited look, Su Wanwan said with a bit of laughter and tears.
"What do you know, little girl?"
"Don't think it's just disciples of two religions confronting each other now. In fact, hehe."
Actually what?
Listening to Su Daji's unclear words, Su Wanwan tilted her head, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.
Obviously, she didn't understand.
But Ao Li'er understood. She looked at Fan Chen sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus in the sky not far away. Behind it, there seemed to be two ancient and majestic figures overlooking everything.
The same is true for the people on the other side of the Chanjiao. Behind them, in the void, there is also a supreme giant standing vaguely, looking at the two figures.
Tang Hao turned his head and glanced at Su Daji, feeling a little surprised.
Judging from his previous performance, he thought the other party had no intentions.
Now it seems that there is no simple creature that can cultivate to Da Luo.
What Su Daji just said is actually very simple. Now it seems to be a confrontation between the disciples of the two religions, but in fact, it is a confrontation between the Yuanshi Sage and the Second Sage of the West.
Withdrawing his gaze, Tang Hao looked at Fan Chen who easily blocked the ray of sword intent, with a strange meaning flashing in his eyes.
Why do I seem to encounter big things wherever I go?
Originally, I came to Guanjiang to take a rest.
Who would have thought that I would just meet Chan Cuo when he was recruiting disciples.
Thinking that it was idle time, he brought a few people over to watch the excitement.
Not only did I meet an innate human race during this period, but now I actually saw a Buddhist disciple appear again.
Guanjiang City is the stronghold of Chanjiao. Fanchen's appearance here might mean something that Su Wanwan, a simple girl, might not understand.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Tang Hao shook his head, sat on the chair and began to concentrate on watching the excitement.
After entering the prehistoric period for so long, I have never come into contact with Buddhism.
As the protagonist of Journey to the West in the future, Tang Hao really wants to see what Buddhism was like before becoming a god.
On the other side, when Jiang Zangfeng's sword intention was about to strike Fan Chen, a faint Buddha's seal suddenly shot out from Fan Chen's eyes, directly wrapping the sword intention in it, and then disappeared at the same time.
Perhaps because of Kong Xuan, Qinghe didn't have a good impression of Buddhism.
She was equally innocent, but because the founder of Chanjiao was Tongtian's senior brother, she had a good impression of Chanjiao.
However, there was a huge difference between Jiang Zangfeng's sword intent and the sword intent left in his forehead.
Fan Chen easily resolved it without even moving his hands. Seeing this scene, Qing He, who thought he could see the other party making a fool of himself, curled his lips.
If other people knew that Qinghe actually compared the sword intent of a mere Taiyi creature with the leader of Tongtian Cult, they would probably laugh out loud.
It can be said that the gap between the light of fireflies and the bright moon in the sky is not as big as the gap between Jiang Zangfeng and Tongtian.
On the other side, seeing that Jiang Zangfeng actually dared to attack Fanchen, the creatures kneeling on the street behind Fanchen stood up one after another.
The piety and faith on everyone's face disappeared, replaced by the same coldness as the disciples of Chanjiao.
"You guys, do you still dare to take action against us?"
Seeing the menacing appearance of these creatures, the inner disciples of the Chan Sect frowned.
You haven't become disciples of Buddhism yet, do you really take yourselves seriously?
"Tsk, tsk, this won't turn into a group fight, right?"
"Haha, Buddhism and Chanjiao are the two giants in the ancient times. If they fight, it will be very lively in the future."
Seeing this scene, Su Daji, who didn't mind the excitement, couldn't help but remove his mask and licked his lips.
Ao Li'er and Su Wanwan looked at her with strange expressions. They didn't know why she was so excited, as if they themselves were involved.
"You little fox is really interesting."
At this moment, an elegant voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Tang Hao and others.
The smile on Su Daji's face stopped, and the corners of Tang Hao's mouth curled up. Su Wanwan and Ao Li'er stood up involuntarily, with joy on their faces.
"This is...Master's voice!"
