Chapter 1610: Xianchan Buddhist Temple
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Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal
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- 2021-01-31 06:53:19
In a courtyard, a Zen looked at Qin Xuan.
"Dust, you are good to take care of a few donors. If you have anything, you can talk to a few Mahayana elders." A Zen monk slowly said, he was about to turn around, and suddenly his feet paused, "Right, dust, Since you are back, you might as well go to the Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple. Senior Wukong treats you like a daughter, don't be rude!"
"Like Chen knows, the temple owner is slow!"
Xiao Wu folded his hands together, and said slightly.
Qin Xuan frowned slightly on the side, "Xian Chan Buddhist Temple? The Immortal Buddha Sect in the Big Buddha Star Realm?"
He glanced at Xiao Wu. At the beginning, he recommended Xiao Wu to go to a Zen temple, but now Xiao Wu can be related to the Immortal Buddhism in another star realm.
Xiao Wu came back to his senses and laughed, "I am similar to the daughter of the Wukong monk in the Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple. Once the Taoist priest saw me, he accepted me as a righteous daughter."
Qin Xuan said lightly: "No time?"
He searched for memories of previous lives, and had a little knowledge of Xian Chan Buddhist Temple.
Wukong's name also has a slight impression, but he is the supreme immortal vein of Mahayana.
Others, he has few impressions, after all, he has not been in the cultivation world for a thousand years in his previous life.
"It's okay, I will go to the Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple with you!" Qin Xuan slowly said.
"Are you worried?"
"Ok!"
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, in the realm of comprehension, avoiding the world, the family blood is weak, especially Buddhism.
A Supreme Immortal will kindly take in Xiao Wu as a righteous daughter? At least in Qin Changqing's eyes, it was not that simple.
But it's impossible. The sky of stars is vast, and sentient beings are endless. If the faces are similar, it is often the case.
"Let's be together then!" Xiao Wu laughed, even a hint of joy.
Immediately, Yun Yu and others stayed in the temple, Qin Xuan and Xiao Wu walked side by side and walked out of the temple.
Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple, the vast immortal veins, even among these three thousand golden clouds, is one of the two vast ancient temples.
Qin Xuan and Xiao Wu landed in front of this ancient temple.
In front of the door, as soon as the two fell down, there was a sullen expression on the face.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and the evil spirits had disappeared before they were approaching.
In the ancient temple, there are two great monks fighting, both of them are in the Hedao state. On the side, there are dozens of Mahayana monks sitting upright, all of them are the supreme immortals.
The Mahayana Pure Land, the Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple, two great immortal disciples are talking about Zen fighting power.
Such things are extremely common, even in other Buddhist temples.
The 100,000-year-old Buddhist event itself is a place for the powerful temples and even the younger generations of Tianjiao to sharpen.
Some disciples of Buddhism gained fame here, and some disciples of Buddhism realized breakthroughs in this.
Qin Xuan and the two walked in, and a monk in the same Dao state had already blocked the way. Before he could speak, the monk in blood robes said, "It turns out to be Junior Sister Chen!"
He turned his head and looked to the side to stop the monk at the Harmony Realm, "This is the righteous woman of the Wukong monk!"
The monk glanced at Xiao Wu, and his eyes flashed with surprise. On his body, there was a golden cassock, which was the clothes of the Pure Land of Mahayana.
"That's it, it's a bit offensive, please don't take it off!"
Immediately, the two pushed away, and Qin Xuan and Xiao Wu walked into this fairy Zen Buddhist temple.
On the seventeenth futon on the right side of the Buddhist temple, Qin Xuan glanced lightly at Wukong.
Between the eyebrows and eyes, it is indeed slightly similar to Xiao Wu.
"It's not that it's missed." Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Fate, it's really unspeakable!"
Xiao Wu smiled and said, "I was a little weird at the beginning, and I hesitated for a long time, but Wukong's righteous father was very kind to me. If it weren't for Wukong's righteous father, I wouldn't be able to enter the Void Realm so quickly at this moment, and I can't be casual. Go to see Qinglian occasionally at any time."
Although Yichan Temple is a three-class sect, one is a third-class, and the other is an immortal vein, it is more than a hundred thousand miles away from the Xianchan Buddhist Temple.
The two walked behind Wukong, and some Buddhist disciples scattered to make a way for Xiao Wu.
They are all disciples of the same line, and they also know the identity of Xiao Wu, many of them even smiled to indicate that there was even a monk at the pinnacle of Hedao.
But when some people fell on Qin Xuan, they were a little surprised.
"Dust!" Wukong also noticed, turning his head slightly.
When he looked at Qin Xuan, his eyes suddenly became a little cold.
"he is……"
"The person in Chen's heart!" Xiao Wu said bluntly, the sound fell, and Wukong's eyes suddenly filled with evil spirits, and even a touch of blood.
Qin Xuan's eyes were also slightly cold, "You hate me?"
He looked indifferently, facing Wukong, this hostility, and even murder, were extremely abrupt.
Wukong seemed to be pressing hard, and several Immortal Supreme Masters at the Xian Chan Buddhist Temple also noticed it.
"No time!"
There was the sound of Buddha in his ears, making Wukong slightly startled, and Qingming appeared in his eyes.
He looked at Qin Xuan, then glanced at Xiao Wu, and finally sighed, "Foot-father is rude, but the Buddha is in the dust, everything is empty, and all kinds of disasters are the most terrible."
"As for you..." Wukong's eyes were slightly cold, "If I were you, I wouldn't be here!"
"Foster father!" Xiao Wu never thought that Wukong would be so hostile to Qin Xuan.
The several Xianmai Supremes on the side looked towards Wukong, as if sighing, their eyes fell on Xiao Wu and Qin Xuan, and they also shook their heads slightly.
"Why not? I heard that you accepted Xiao Wu as a righteous daughter, I will see if you have this qualification!" Qin Xuan said indifferently, "It's just a mere Mahayana high-grade immortal vein supreme, when will you get it..."
Qin Xuan frowned slightly, he looked at Xiao Wu slightly tugging his clothes, and glanced at Xiao Wu faintly.
At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the Xian Chan Buddhist Temple.
A monk coughed up blood and flew, causing many Xianmai Supremes in the Xianchan Buddhist Temple to stare, and his face was slightly ugly.
Wukong also ignored Qin Xuan's wild words for the time being, turned his head and looked around.
I saw a young monk in the Mahayana Pure Land with his hands clasped together.
"It's rude, the donor's strength is not weak, Ning Yu has to use all his strength!"
"This is already the seventh place!" In the Xianchan Buddhist Temple, a Xianmai Supreme had a slightly ugly face.
None of them were vying for a momentary victory, but now, under Na Ning Yu's hands, the seven disciples of his Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple have retreated, all of them suffered heavy losses, and Ning Yu is the same sentence.
The shame of the Xianchan Buddhist Temple is too great. Even if the monks do not care about their face, it is impossible for them to lose face and not care at all.
"The seven are all the top disciples of the Harmony Realm of my Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple. Is it possible that I want to shoot in the Mahayana Realm?" A monk frowned.
Wukong's eyes were also slightly cold, this Ning Yu was not strong enough, if it were in the Mahayana state, this son would never dare to be so rampant.
The secret realm of Xianyuan is about to be opened, and the five great celestial arrogances of his Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple are all accumulated into the Mahayana realm, and the Hedao realm appears to be a little weak because of this.
Mahayana Pure Land comes prepared.
This Ning Yu could also enter the Mahayana realm, but he forced his strength to this end.
"Wait, who has the confidence to beat him?" Wukong turned his head and looked at his disciple.
Numerous monks looked at each other, and in the end they all gave a wry smile and stood upright.
Before Wukong could react, he passed him in white clothes and landed on the court.
"I heard that you are kind to Xiao Wu, no matter how hostile you are to me, I will give you a meeting gift!"
In the ancient temple, Qin Xuan stood with his hand in his hand, looking at the young monk.
"I am also in the realm of Dao, you dare to be with me..."
"World War One!?"