Chapter 174: Nether Temple, Buddhism!

In the martial arts world, there are hundreds of clans and ten countries.
Baizu refers to various races.
The Hundred Clan originally had their own origins, and their appearance and appearance were completely different. It's just that for countless years, many of the Hundred Clan’s own civilization inheritance has been cut off, and many of their own histories are no longer available for research, while the inheritance of Human Race is relatively The most complete, so hundreds of races are influenced by the human civilization, and over time, they become more and more human-like.
But even so, the Hundred Races are still excluded from the Ten Kingdoms by the Human Race.
For example, the Datong Dynasty did not tolerate any intelligent races other than the human race, even those barbarians who thrived in the northern frontiers of the Datong Dynasty, were exactly the same as the human race in blood, but were slightly taller, if you talk about blood relationship, In fact, the people of the Daquan dynasty were a branch of the same ancestral group, and they were still not accepted by the Daquan dynasty. They have been fighting endlessly for many years.
If it weren't for the numerous wars in northern Xinjiang, then Chen Jiuyuan would not have been dismissed because of the defeat, and eventually died in depression.
The ten kingdoms are the ten great dynasties, belonging to the orthodox kingdom of the human race, occupying the most livable land in this martial arts world, millions of miles, allowing hundreds of millions of people to thrive in the ten kingdoms.
The world is vast.
Outside of the ten countries, there are countless mountains and wilderness, relatively desolate, but there are also some beautiful mountains and fertile land, but they are all land of a hundred ethnic groups, and they are inaccessible.
The great dynasty was precarious, not only from within the dynasty.
From the perspective of Gongsun Xuanji, this great dynasty, which has been handed down for many years, is already rotten and rotten.
Without help from outside.
The Dabo Dynasty was inevitably annihilated in an instant, and another new human dynasty will be established on the ruins of the Dabo Dynasty until this new dynasty falls away again.
Throughout history.
The dynasties and dynasties have not changed in this way and repeated cycles.
In this world, since ancient times, there has been no dynasty that has been passed down forever.
Only the starry sky above the head is shining brilliantly, and it has never been extinguished overnight.
Gongsun Xuanji opened the window and stared at the brilliant starry sky, feeling endlessly in his heart, but he didn't say much, he said slowly: "Since Mr. Chen is in the formation, then don't bother. Let's stay in this study and wait. Mr. Chen has finished setting up the great formation. Xiaoqing, you go and tell Mr. Chen that the old man has translated the "Long Desolation in Search of the Dragon Scripture" and only waits for him to take the translation."
Li Qinglian turned and left.
After a short while, he returned to the study and said, "The master said, let us wait."
Qin Wannian nodded solemnly.
Gongsun Xuanji's eyes were full of vigor, and he only felt that Chen Xinglie's arrogant tone just meant that he did not put the world in his eyes, looked at the world, rampant, and his strength was unreliable.
The crown prince has a good temperament, and he has the interest to write. He wrote a calligraphy of dragons and phoenixes on the tree with a pen, and drew a picture of a lady.
Li Qinglian leaned over to take a look, her face froze instantly.
The black and white words clearly read: Three hundred and sixty lines, the best winners.
As for the picture of the lady, Li Qinglian is of course painted.
"Send you off."
Gongsun Wuji took the calligraphy and painting, dried the ink on the light, and handed it to Li Qinglian, saying, "Do your work well."
Li Qinglian took the calligraphy and painting, which looked like thrown into a brazier and burned.
Gongsun Xuanji said, "Given the elders, I dare not give up."
Li Qinglian had to put the calligraphy and painting in the sleeve of her clothes and put it in the storage bracelet, but she was secretly resentful in her heart. She didn't think about why Gongsun Xuanji didn't write these words with pen and paper, but directly said them with his mouth.
Isn't Gongsun Xuanji afraid of being heard by Chen Xinglie?
Li Qinglian didn't understand why Gongsun Xuanji was doing this, but Qin Wannian's eyes trembled, as if vaguely stepped on something.
Qin Wannian understood that Li Qinglian's identity could not be kept for long. Even if you can hide it, you can't keep hiding it, just because the longer you hide it, the more unhappy Chen Xinglie might feel.
At that time, I am afraid that I will kill people to vent their anger.
Who to kill?
this is a problem.
Qin Wannian felt a little worried.
However, what Gongsun Hardware said just now was destined to be a waste of expression. They thought that Chen Xinglie's strength was unpredictable, and any disturbance in the mansion could not be hidden from Chen Xinglie. The words just now were unconcealed and would naturally be heard by Chen Xinglie.
It's a pity that Chen Xinglie is setting up a formation, far away from the study.
how far?
The mansion is very large. Chen Xinglie is in the south of Fufu, and the study is in the north of Fu. There are more than half a football field apart. How can Chen Xinglie hear it?
He is in formation.
The Nanming Lihuo Great Array is still one of the most subtle formations in Zhao Yumeng’s martial arts heritage. The biggest advantage of this formation is that when the formation is set up, it does not require special materials for the formation, and ordinary items can be used. There are enough materials for the formation, and the performance of the formation can be refreshed.
When the initial layout of the formation was completed, the temperature in the Fuzhong suddenly rose a lot, which made people feel a bit stuffy.
The season seems to have come to midsummer night.
Chen Xinglie was satisfied with this, and continued to pull out the formations from the storage ring...
Not long.
In the mansion, a huge phoenix roar sounded, set off a rolling sound wave, spreading in all directions, and the people in the capital who were used to getting up and going to bed early jumped up in fright, a bit dying. Sitting up in shock.
The sound wave was violent and directly passed into the imperial city.
The imperial city is the inner city of the great capital. The imperial guards are stationed inside, guarding the entire palace. The imperial city is not small in scope. Among them, there are not only various weapons workshops of the Ministry of Industry, but also the place of alchemy and refining. There are other government departments, and there is a small hill in the north corner with a temple built in the hill.
Nether Temple!
Among the three thousand martial arts sects, Nether Temple, like Tu Shanzong, ranks in the top ten, and can even be ranked in the top three. The two major sects are hard to distinguish.
Tu Shanzong is a famous authentic school with a long history, while Netherworld Temple is a side door. It is between the famous school and the evil demon. It is extremely powerful, but this sect has always been low-key and rarely sends people out of the capital to go to other states. The county is doing things, so the reputation of Netherworld Temple in the hearts of the world is far inferior to that of Tushanzong.
The reputation is not big, and the strength should not be underestimated.
Even the big bronze bell hanging in the Netherworld Temple looks like an ordinary pendant that strikes the bell once every morning. In fact, it is also a rare treasure in the family.
Fengming came in mighty, into the Nether Mountain, and went straight to the Nether Temple. The monks who were practicing in the Nether Temple stood up in shock and looked at the place where the bronze bell hangs in the Nether Temple.
Om...
The bells grew from small to large, and finally rang out across the capital.
The masters of Youming Temple suddenly turned their heads, staring down at Fenghua Street, staring at the source of the phoenix just now.
The abbot pointed to Fenghua Street and asked sideways: "Where is the Bodhi of Jie?"
Huh!
A figure flickered like a streamer, flying in, and fell in front of the abbot, folded his hands together, and said: "The disciple is here."
"Good, good."
The abbot nodded and said, "Go quickly."
"The disciple will follow the abbot's decree." Jie Bodhi jumped up, like a wild goose, a martial arts aura, and manifested on his body as a huge Bodhi tree, like a paraglider, pulling Jie Bodhi to the night sky. In the depths, he leaped over the tall city wall on the edge of the imperial city, and came to the sky above Fenghua Street, condescending, overlooking the whole street.
The mansion of Chen Xinglie, without any reservations, was clearly seen by the Bodhi.