Xixuanzhou Prefecture, Wutian Demon Sect.

The Buddha statue once worshipped in the hall was replaced by a more bizarre statue, with a half Buddha and half demon face, which is extremely similar to the Dharma of Zhishan.

Especially when the sunlight shines through the gaps in the window and reflects the body of the Buddha and demons, the part belonging to the Buddha emits a faint golden light, while the part belonging to the demons becomes darker and mysterious.

At this moment, under this Buddha statue, there was a handsome man wearing a black monk's robe and long hair draped in his shoulders.

The moment he raised his eyes, there was a Buddhist singing Zen song, a demon roaring, and in his deep eyes, there seemed to be thousands of desires in the world, which made the Modra who came to inform him almost completely sink into it just facing the other party's eyes.

Then Modra quickly stabilized his mind and said:

"The Sect Master, based on the news I just received, the top forces of all parties who received the post have agreed to arrive on time. As for Wunianjiu... they have also accepted it."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Very good." Zhishan nodded with satisfaction.

However, Modra did not retreat immediately, and his expression was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.

"I know what you are thinking, but now we don't have to continue to endure it." Zhishan's condition looked no different from before, but his temperament changed drastically.

The same sentence is placed in the previous Buddhist son Zhishan, and there is a kind of transcendence and freedom.

But at this moment, what Zhishan, who is the leader of the Wutian Demon Sect, said it contains an unconcealed madness.

Even though Zhishan's expression was very calm, it seemed as if everything in the world could not cause a slight turmoil in his heart.

"I understand." Modra nodded with a serious expression, "I have something else under my jurisdiction. The Ghost Lord will visit the news just heard from the Ghost Market one day in advance."

"In advance?" Ji Shan raised his eyebrows, "He probably guessed something...but it doesn't matter anymore."

"In fact, it's not just the Ghost Market, but also the eldest princess who led the Daxuan Dynasty, has just heard a message saying that she might have to disturb her a day in advance."

"Since both families are like this, I'm afraid the rest will follow suit. After all, some things cannot be hidden." Zhishan seemed to have some intentions, "Then according to their ideas, the current Wutian Demon Sect is enough to have this kind of tolerance."

"Is it so good?" Modra bowed respectfully and then retreated.

With a creaking sound, the gate of the Buddha's temple was about to close. When a beam of light passed through the crack of the door shone on the appearance of the demon Buddha behind Zhishan, it seemed that thousands of crazy demon shadows were about to roar out.
Chapter completed!