Fanchen returned to his previous compassionate look.
The scarlet red under his feet all subsided and turned into a touch of cinnabar again, engraved in the center of his eyebrows.
Hearing his words, Jiang Zangfeng frowned, but the next moment, he looked up at the sky with a feeling.
"My disciple is incompetent, so I ask the saint to forgive me."
Fan Chen clasped his hands together, and under the moon-white monk's robes, his body seemed to be trembling vaguely.
Two streams of light flashed past the western sky, and two figures filled with majestic aura appeared above the ancient city of Guanjiang.
"It's none of your business, Yuan Shi has taken on a good disciple."
Jie Yin looked at Fan Chen who was bowing at his feet and said calmly.
Although the other person is dispensable in his eyes, someone needs to maintain the pure land of Brahma in the Buddhist world.
If he doesn't come, Jiang Zangfeng, who has received a message from Yuan Shi, will not let him go.
"Um?"
At this moment, Zhunti, who was standing next to Jieyin, suddenly looked somewhere on the street below.
There is a pavilion there, but there is no figure under the pavilion.
"Junior brother, what's wrong?"
Noticing something strange about Zhunti, Jieyin turned his head and asked with some confusion.
"Nothing." Zhunti shook his head and looked away.
"Haha, what's my thinking? Even these two guys can't find it."
Under the pavilion, Tongtian looked at the two familiar figures standing over Guanjiang City and smiled at Tang Hao.
"It's pretty good."
Tang Hao nodded and praised, his tone not seeming to be hypocritical.
Needless to say, the figure that suddenly appeared must be the legendary Two Saints of the West.
Even the saints can't discover their existence. Tongtian's mental method is really awesome.
"My senior brother is probably arriving soon. He is reluctant to let the little guy who practices the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques be converted by these two guys from the West."
As both a saint, Tongtian knew very well how terrifying the methods of Zhunti and Jingyin were.
Forcibly converting a Taiyi creature is simply not easy.
On the other side, Jiang Zangfeng looked at the two figures who suddenly appeared, and his originally calm eyes suddenly fluctuated violently!
Although Zhunti and Jieyin are not tall, they are even smaller in front of the Dharma.
but!
Facing the gazes of the two people, Jiang Zangfeng felt that he was being watched by an extremely terrifying existence.
When he heard that Jie Yin actually addressed his master by his name, his body trembled suddenly.
Is this...a saint? !
The word saint flashed in Jiang Zangfeng's mind. He had met Yuanshi several times before, and he could clearly feel the vastness and boundlessness between the two of them!
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and the Dharma image seemed to be trembling slightly!
Is this why the old ones are dispatched when the younger ones cannot defeat them?
What a Western religion!
Although he was afraid of the name of the saint, but thinking of his master's instructions, Jiang Zangfeng suppressed the involuntary fear deep in his soul and stood up straight.
Looking at the two saints with extremely indifferent eyes, he took a deep breath and suddenly said: "I wonder what the purpose of these two saints coming to my teaching base is?"
"Oh, this little guy is good. It suits my taste very well."
Tongtian raised his eyebrows, a hint of appreciation flashed across his face.
Tang Hao was also a little surprised at this time. He also didn't expect that Jiang Zangfeng would dare to question the saint directly.
What kind of existence is a saint?
Do they need to give you a small Taiyi Xuanxian report on what they did?
Upon hearing the inquiry, Jie Yin looked at Jiang Zangfeng, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile.
Perhaps knowing that Yuan Shi was about to arrive, Jieyin's thoughts about Jiang Zangfeng were not overstated. His eyes that seemed to contain thousands of worlds flashed with a trace of teasing, "Are you... talking to me?"
Click!
With just one sentence, the huge dharma image that was enough to suppress Da Luo suddenly shattered.
Jiang Zangfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood and couldn't help but retreat backwards.
"Senior Brother Jiang!"
"Senior Brother Jiang!"
Exclamations suddenly sounded out, and the inner disciples of the Chan Sect came to their senses and flew towards Jiang Zangfeng one after another.
"do not come!"
But the next moment, a scolding suddenly sounded.
Jiang Zangfeng's Taoist robe was stained with some blood, and his long hair bound by a hairpin was spread out. He looked a little embarrassed.
Looking at the junior brothers who were about to rush over, he suddenly spoke to stop them in a very urgent tone.
With just one word, Jiang Zangfeng felt as if his soul no longer belonged to him.
The methods of the Western Sect were too weird, and he was worried that these disciples with lower cultivation levels would be forcibly converted like those beings rejected by the Chan Sect!
Ahem!
After coughing a few more times, Jiang Zangfeng stood up straight with difficulty and looked at the two figures high above him again.
"This is the base of my teaching. People who are not my teachings, please... leave!"
Has this guy always been so brave?
Seeing that Jiang Zangfeng was still unwilling to give up, and even dared to ask the saint to leave, Tang Hao was really surprised.
I couldn't help but take a closer look at the other party, and my bad impression of Chan Jiao improved slightly.
Now it seems that Chanjiao is not just some sanctimonious guy in the legend.
After all, how can ordinary people be praised by Tongtian Cult Master?
"Haha, my senior brother is here. This time, there is something good to see."
At this moment, Tongtian suddenly looked towards the sky and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded in the sky above Guanjiang City.
"You two guys are really looking for death!"
The void distorted, and an old man also wearing Taoist robes suddenly appeared not far in front of Jiang Zangfeng.
The aura on his body was so strong that the river outside the city actually stopped for an instant because of his words.
Is this the beginning?
Tang Hao, who saw Yuan Shi for the first time, thought that the other person was similar to Tong Tian, but he never thought that the other person was actually an old man.
Thinking of the young man I saw in Daluotian before, the image of Sanqing came to mind one by one.
Is this still the prehistoric era in my memory?
Tang Hao shook his head dumbfounded. Tang Hao felt a little more hopeful and curious about some legendary existences in the ancient world that he had never seen before.
I, who was supposed to be an old man, turned out to be a young man who looked extremely immature.
But Tongtian, who is supposed to be extremely unruly, actually looks like an elegant scholar all day long.
What Tang Hao didn't expect the most was that the legendary saint who created Chanjiao, the first lineage of Xuanmen, turned out to be a domineering old man.
"This senior brother of yours seems to have a bit of a temper."
Looking at the Yuanshi Saint who spoke astonishingly as soon as he appeared, Tang Hao couldn't help but sigh.
"Haha, senior brother has always had the straightest temper among the three of us."
Tongtian touched his chin and nodded, looking at Qiyin and Zhunti not far away, whose expression gradually became a little cold because of Yuanshi's words, he smiled and said: "In other words, senior brother doesn't like some twists and turns. ."
"It depends on who is upset, he will really take action."
