Xixuanzhou Prefecture.

The first temple of Zen Buddhism, in the Pure Land Sect.

Hei Maitreya looked at the head in the wine jar in front of him and said nothing for a long time.

The true identity of this head is Zen Master Dixian, the abbot of Tianen Temple, among the 33 treasure temples of Zen Buddhism.

It was originally the one who was standing at the border between Zen and Wutian Demon Sect, but after the massive war broke out, he lost his whereabouts.

Until just now, the former Buddhist son Zhishan and the current leader of the Wutian Demon Sect personally delivered the jar of Wunian wine brewed by his head and sent an invitation to the entire Zen sect.

"Why?"

Black Maitreya looked at the middle-aged monk with the Buddha's light and treasure on his side. His exposed skin was shining with glass light, and the swastika seals appeared on his forehead were filled with rich Buddhist meaning.

He is the head of the seven monks in the Dharma Realm sent by the Buddha Kingdom in Wanjiang, and his Dharma name is Zen Kong.

When the Demon Sect leader Zhishan broke into the Main Hall, he did not show up and even deliberately avoided it.

This made Hei Maitreya very confused.

"Because it cannot be defeated." Chankong explained, "Now that Zhishan's fortune has reached its peak. If I force myself to take action, I will be further suppressed. Moreover, according to the Buddhist principles he said, Dixian has successfully achieved true liberation before his death, so there is no need to be an enemy of him."

The voice of Zen Kong was very calm, and even showed a faint appreciation of the Buddhist son Zhishan.

He didn't care about Diyi's death, or as long as the branches of the entire Buddha land are not dead, everything is easy to say. He also has his own task when he comes to this mountain and sea realm, and the key to this task is not to help the Buddha land grow.

And if necessary, you need to be more low-key.

Because he knew very well that the mountain and sea realm was completely targeted by the two heavenly courts.

At this time, the Buddha land stood up and danced too happily, and it is likely to send some signals to the two heavenly courts that are not conducive to the Buddha's kingdom in Wanjiang.

The gains and losses of a world are not that important to the present Zen space and the Buddha Kingdom behind it.

In comparison, it was surprising that the Buddhist and demons who were like Zhishan were even in the first echelon of the genius in all worlds, which made him even more surprised.

Perhaps the idea of ​​creating wine without thoughts is purely a fallacy in Hei Maitreya, but in Wanjiang Buddha, there is also a generation of honorable kings who understand the great thoughts of the six desires, enter the Buddha from the demon, and attain the fruit.

It can even be said that the value of Zhishan itself is almost beyond the entire Zen Buddhism in the mountains and sea realms.

Hei Maitreya stared at Chankong blankly, and he could hear the emotion contained in the other party's words and think of some unspoken meanings.

He might be angry, but looking at the expression of joy and sorrow on Chankong's face, his anger seemed to vent it only made him look like a clown.

"Amitabha."

He chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, but the murderous intent surged in his heart could not control it.

Until a sword sounded!

And that sentence, if the sky doesn’t give birth to me, Li Chungang, the sword will be like the long night forever!

At this time, a little novice monk outside the door hurried to report.

"Abbot, the swords of the entire Pure Land Sect who had comprehended the sword intent were rioted!"

"It's the Wutian Demon Sect... No, the voice just now, Li Chungang? Quan Zhao Li's family..." Hei Maitreya stood up and was about to walk out, but Chan Kong pressed his shoulders down.

"It's okay, it should be fine in a while."

Compared to the seemingly plain but vaguely restrained appreciation when he evaluated Ji-sun before, the emotional fluctuations in his tone at this moment have been extremely violent!

When Black Maitreya turned his head and looked at Zen Kong, he saw extreme confusion in his eyes, and a trace of understanding as if he understood something.

Seeing this, Hei Maitreya quickly drove the little novice monk out, waved his right hand and tightly sealed the door of the hall, and looked at the other party in confusion.

"Master, did you think of something?"

"A genius of swordsmanship, a madman who can feed back to this world, and in the path of swordsmanship, has reached the peak of this world from ancient times to the present." Chankong was silent for a long time and continued to explain, "In the celestial realm, it can trigger a trace of rules in his world and evolve corresponding meteorological changes.

In the Dharma Realm, when mastering your own rules, if someone who walks far enough on this road can still resonate with the way of heaven, the other party will take the initiative to lend you a little power.

This man named Li Chungang can control all the swords in this world with his understanding of swords.

A swordsman who also practices swordsmanship will be reduced by three points when facing him, and if he wants to draw his sword, his strength will be suppressed to varying degrees like those of us outside the world.

In other words, the thousands of swords in the Shanhai Realm will now be respected by the sword in his hands.

Unless someone can reach the same height as him and defeat him with kendo in front of him, he can break his dominance, but it is difficult to achieve this."

Chankong paused for a moment and said, "It's very difficult, it's very difficult. There is no doubt that Li Chungang is a swordsman genius, and is not inferior to the talent of that Buddhist son. Even if he is a monster with a horizontal line, he will be suppressed to a certain extent when he draws his sword.

If you want to win, you can only surpass him and be at least three steps ahead of him in the kendo path. It is not advisable to rely on suppression in realm, so it is difficult.

Logically speaking... a world with a score of 90 can produce such a person, but why, now there are two people who have seen it, the Mountains and Seas... can be targeted by the two heavens? Is there really less than eighty-tenth of information?”

The last sentence of Zen Kong is very light, but the Black Maitreya, who is closer to it, can clearly hear it.

He actually wanted to explain that neither Zhishan nor Li Chungang had acted so evil before, and most of the monsters that were among the top in the world were in the south.

When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

Originally, after the arrival of seven powerful men such as Chankong, he provided him with a lot of resources and helped him break through to the Dharma Realm in one step. He was very grateful for this, and even his idea of ​​preserving the key information about the fate body was slightly shaken.

But when he saw his indifference to Dixian from the bottom of his bones, he suddenly realized that no matter how friendly the other party was, he still regarded them and even the entire Zen Buddhism as an ant that could be trampled to death at will.

If he is still in the Shanhai Realm, he can disguise himself as an elephant based on his identity, but if he really puts all his hopes on the other party, he will be defeated back to his original form when he leaves the Shanhai Realm.

‘Sure enough, Fan Wanqian is right. These people from outside are so arrogant.’

Then he looked at Zen Kong seriously and said:

"How should I solve the riot here?"

"It'll be fine after a while. He just borrowed the power of the sword intent. This kind of thing should have little impact on the major branches of my Buddha land. After all, those who can understand the sword intent are also used as an auxiliary means. The real core is Buddhism."

Chankong was very interested in this matter and immediately ordered Hei Maitreya to read information about Li Chungang.

However, he did not forget about the matter of going to the appointment with the Wutian Demon Sect a few days later.

A genius of swordsmanship is indeed good, but compared to Zhishan, who has already walked out of his own path, this Buddhist son is the biggest gain of his trip.

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Dong Xuanzhou Prefecture.

Inside the Taoist Temple.

Xue Wuxia looked at his sword. In the tide flaw, he was releasing a sword intent, and his beautiful brows were frowning.

While lying on her knees, a little girl with pink makeup woke up quietly because of her emotional changes.

"Sister Xue? This should be made by the sloppy old man I saw a few days ago."

[?_??]"Li Chungang?"

"Yeah, he is very powerful. There are very few people who can do this outside, such as the eldest brother, the fourth sister, the two little bald men on the side of the big bald man, the big brother I saw a few days ago, and...."

The little girl counted her fingers and felt that one hand was not enough, she pouted her mouth aggrievedly.

“Anyway, very few.”

Xue Wuxia blinked, and rarely had a new understanding of the definition of the little girl.

But when he thought about the little girl's identity, he nodded repeatedly, compared his narrow and slender but plump but white palms to him and said:

"If you can't count it, add mine."

"Yeah." The little girl happily held Xue Wuxia's fingers, and was still chanting names in a low voice.

At this time, Xiaoyaozi, the palace master of the Taoist Temple, walked in in a panic, and a middle-aged Taoist was following him.

He first bowed respectfully to the little girl, and then repeatedly looked at Xue Wuxia.

Xue Wuxia was puzzled, and the middle-aged Taoist took the initiative to stand up and said:

"Miss, we need to report the information about Li Chungang. The power he showed before was just the tip of the iceberg. Just now, I found that a junior brother's sword was also affected. Logically, his swordsmanship will only affect the local area of ​​the Shanhai Realm..."

"Oh, you interrupted me to count." The little girl looked at the middle-aged Taoist dissatisfiedly, "Just solve these things yourself. I have also said before that I will call me Princess Xiao Tao in the future."

"Yes, Miss." The middle-aged Taoist might have guessed this result a long time ago.

He came here just to go through the process. After confirming that everything he should say was said, he stepped out without saying a word.

After seeing Xiaoyaozi go out, Xiaotao leaned into Xue Wuxia's ear and whispered:

"Sister Xue, I don't like him. I'm so nagging all day long..."

Xiaotao bulged her cheeks like a bun, then compared her small fist. At the same time, a woman's magic image surrounded by Yin and Yang energy appeared behind her.

Xue Wuxia is not surprised by Xiao Tao's occasional complaints. The other party is just the leader sent to the Shanhai Realm by the Jiutian Dao Palace in name, but in fact it is the old-fashioned Taoist priest. After all, a six-year-old girl is nominally genius, and her knowledge is extremely limited.

In the past few days, Xue Wuxia also got a lot of information from Xiao Tao through indirect attacks. For example, Xiao Tao has a special physique that she herself cannot explain. She was born in the celestial realm and entered the Dharma Realm before she could formally practice.

The practice she had always had to do was to control her own strength, and she also wore seven protective equipment that reached the level of the universe and a first-class jade pendant on her body.

This was all done by Xue Wuxia when Xiaotao liked to take a nap pillow for lunch here. Of course, there may be some trump cards that she couldn't touch, which also made Xue Wuxia extremely confirm that the six-year-old girl in front of her is the combat power ceiling of the mountain and sea world today.

As for why Xiaotao was so close to her at first sight, in her words, she felt that she was fragrant when she saw herself.

In this regard, Xue Wuxia's rough understanding may be that it is a kind of mutual attraction between physical constitutions. She confirmed this from the fact that it can trigger weather changes without breaking through the astronomical phenomena.

After contacting Qin Zun's voice transmission token, the other party also admitted that he and Feng Mo had set up some kind of seal. On the one hand, they were worried that their physical fitness would be too high and might be swallowed up by the heavenly way of the mountain and sea realm, and attracted some people who were ill-behaved in the world.
To be continued...