Chapter 1609: Buddhism event (2nd more monthly ticket)

The vast starry sky, full of Buddha clouds.
There are millions of li, tens of millions of li, hundreds of millions of li, floating in the sky of stars.
Above the golden clouds, there are many ancient temples, and there is also a monk walking in the sky, three or two or three or five, whispering and smiling.
Qin Xuan and others came, and this light of Buddha seemed to have the effect of meditation.
"This is the half-immortal artifact of the Mahayana Pure Land, Three Thousand Pure Land!?"
Yun Yu couldn't help being speechless, waiting for Qin Xuan's order in the starry sky.
Qin Xuan slowly got up, he glanced at this semi-immortal artifact.
"Go down!"
He stood side by side with Qin Yan'er and Xiao Wu.
As the golden light swept the sky, four figures fell on a golden cloud.
A child monk hurriedly walked over and looked at Qin Xuan and the four of them, "Seniors, do you have an invitation?"
Xiao Wu waved and handed the invitation to the child monk.
"It turns out to be the dust-senior of a Zen temple!" Tong Seng smiled, and he passed Qin Xuan and the three of them, seemingly asking.
"For my friend, come together and watch the event!" Xiao Wu said softly, "The teacher of the little nun, I should have already explained it."
"It turned out to be watching the ceremony, seniors, please!" Tong Seng hurriedly gave the ceremony, leading Qin Xuan and others along.
Qin Xuan glanced at Xiao Wu faintly, Xiao Wu understood, and shook his head: "Master mentioned this on the initiative, and it is regarded as making up for the disrespect before."
Xiao Wu sighed softly. Before that, Deng Nian regarded Qin Xuan as a sin, but after Qin Xuan showed his strength, he was awed.
Although some of Qin Xuan's words sounded arrogant, they had their own unique reasons.
This vast sky of stars, endless sentient beings, respect the strong, fear power but not virtue, but it is.
Qin Xuan said lightly: "That's all, it saves some trouble!"
"You want to come out in the name of Qin Changqing? Are you not taking the initiative to lead the wind and thunder of the Thousand Things Sect?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but said. She had been worried for a long time. It seemed that only this possibility could show Qin Xuan's current behavior.
Never hide his face, never hide it.
Walking generously in this realm of cultivation, if Fenglei Wanwu Sect is still not aware of it, Xiao Wu really doubts whether Fanfenglei Wanwu Sect is a major immortal sect.
"No!" Qin Xuan said lightly: "But if the Wind and Thunder Sect of All Things really wants revenge, you can do it all!"
"I have a method in my hand. I have been waiting for a long time, and it happens to be used before the Xianyuan Secret Realm opens."
Xiao Wu helplessly said: "You are provoking Wind and Thunder and All Things Sect, so that you can injure another immortal vein!"
"This time, you will be the same as last time..."
She thought of Qin Xuan's horrible chest cave before, with a broken arm, as if he was dying.
Qin Xuan never answered, he just said indifferently: "Enter the grand meeting!"
Qin Xuan stepped slowly, walking into the clouds of these three thousand Buddhas.
This is a semi-immortal artifact. It is the strongest treasure of the Mahayana Pure Land. It is claimed to be able to suppress the tribulations. In the historical years, I do not know how many times it has blocked the tribulations, and even once blocked the immortals.
Qin Xuan's eyes were long and he stepped on the golden clouds, as if stepping on the ground.
As the child monk led the way, a group of four people entered the same temple.
This is a small courtyard with many monks in it, all of whom have the same costumes as Xiao Wu.
Yichan Temple is only a three-class sect. In the grand event of Buddhism and Taoism, it is not yet a turn to occupy an ancient temple.
Qin Xuan perceives it slightly, including the fifteen Mahayana realms and some younger generations.
"Sister Lichen!"
"Senior Sister Lichen!"
When Xiao Wu stepped into this, many monks with extraordinary talents were polite.
Some people glanced across Qin Xuan's three people, surprised, solemn, and even more suspicious.
Xiao Wu responded one by one, but Qin Xuan didn't care.
In the main courtyard, there are three or five high-grade Buddhist monks sitting under a golden tree.
The leader is an old monk who is very old, his breath is silent to the extreme.
However, no one dared to underestimate this person, a Zen temple master, Mahayana high-grade existence, once this temple master once started, shocked and killed a celestial prince of the same generation, famous for shaking the sky.
The old monk of Yichan never planned to enter the immortal list. Later, he was not allowed to enter the immortal list at a young age, and no one became famous again, but those who knew Yichan temple knew the terrible history of the monk.
In fact, many strong people in the realm of cultivation are like this.
There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, even if it is a fairy list, it is not absolute.
"Monastery Lord, this time, that Lingyun has left the pass." A monk looked at the old monk with a serious face.
"I've inquired before, that Lingyun visited the Mahayana Pure Land, and seems to have stayed in this grand event, and I hope that the monastery owner will be careful!"
A monk worried and looked at the old monk.
"The robbery is coming naturally, and the cause and effect are destined." The old monk slowly said, "When I killed the ancestor of Lingyun, I had already expected it now."
He cast his eyes down and said, "Don't worry, wait!"
At this moment, a young monk walked into the hospital and whispered a few words. The complexions of the Mahayana monks present changed slightly.
"The dust is back? The one who came together, and the white robe, is the demon master!?"
"Hey, why did that demon master come here? At the Buddhist event, the Supreme Profound Sect will also come to observe!"
"This demon lord is extraordinary, I'll wait to meet you soon!"
It was Yichan who couldn't help but raised his eyes slightly, got up slowly, and walked outside the main courtyard.
But for a long time, a group of five monks saw Qin Xuan.
Yi Chan's white eyebrows moved slightly, and he flicked his sleeves slightly, and all the other disciples around disappeared and appeared elsewhere.
"Yi Chan, I have seen the demon master!" He slowly saluted.
"I have seen the demon lord!" The other four great monks couldn't help but give salute.
Qin Xuan glanced at the five monks faintly, "Xiao Wu, trouble everyone!"
"The dusty talent is extraordinary, it is the blessing of my Zen Temple, how can it be troublesome, the demon Lord is polite!" Yi Chan slowly said.
Qin Xuan held his hand, "I will stay here for a while, waiting for the opening of the Buddhist event, you can do it yourself!"
He glanced at him and said, "If there is any trouble, look at Xiao Wu's face, I can help you solve it!"
"Even the people of the 15th Immortal Vessels, I want to kill, no one can stop!"
These Kyogens caused the four great monks to take a deep breath, and even the meditation gazes slightly.
"The monk has long escaped from the world, avoiding cause and effect, how can there be any trouble. The affection of the demon lord, the heart of Zen!" He slowly saluted, "the demon lord is coming here, it is my luck for the temple. Yichan, let's arrange it!"
He immediately shot out an aura, and then said: "Demon Lord, two donors, please!"
Yi Chan led the way for Qin Xuan, and Xiao Wu on the side looked a little strange.
The owner of the Yichan Temple is notoriously stodgy and mean, and it is the Xianmai Supreme who came here. This temple owner has never been so respectful and polite, but now it makes Xiao Wu feel a little weird.
Qin Xuan seemed to see Xiao Wu's doubts, and he said lightly: "Because he knows very well that I can kill him, or even destroy a Zen temple, but Xianmai Zhizun may not be able to. With such strength, he dare not disrespect."
He did not hide, his light words made Cang Mai smile.
"What the demon lord said is reasonable!"
"Qin Xuan, you..." She opened her mouth slightly, how could she say that like this? Wouldn't it be better to transmit voice.
"He can hear the sound transmission." Qin Xuan said lightly.
Yi Chan was startled slightly, he turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan, seeming a little surprised.
"Demon Lord, what you said is reasonable!"
He was smiling, but there was a hint of palpitations in his smile, feeling that under this white robe...
Unfathomable!