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Chapter 310: The Demon Emperor

Qi Chen didn't expect the other party's attitude to be so strong. He frowned and stood in front of Qin Xile.

"Old bald donkey, do you really want to take action here?" Qi Chen did his duty. Master Wuyi may not be his opponent, but the secretive old monk next to him is the real master.

Previously, he used the demonic energy on Suisui's body, but it was easily broken by the opponent, and the wooden fish on the opponent's body was really terrifying.

"Amitabha, Wuyi, you don't need to do anything." The old monk said with a smile, "Little friend Qi, I know you don't like our Buddhist sect, and you don't like the Holy Envoy to leave with you, but if you are willing, you can come with us.

."

"Whether we go or not is our business. We have made it clear that we don't want to go. Isn't it the principle of Buddhism to force others to make things difficult for them?"

"They have their own mission."

"It doesn't make sense." Qi Chen said with a smile. If it were in other places, he would naturally be afraid, but here.

This was his territory. If anything really happened, the big white goose in the yard would be enough to chase and beat the two of them without Mo Guantian taking action.

"You have to go whether you want to go or not. They are all related to the light and must serve the Son. The more light gathers, the greater the possibility that the Son will be attracted. Maybe the Son will be there without waiting for us to look for it.

You will automatically come to the Buddha Sect and then awaken."

The old monk was still smiling, but he was determined.

He raised his hand, and a terrifying aura was like a cage, trapping Qi Chen in place.

Qi Chen understood that the other party's attainments in the realm of Taoism far surpassed his own, but trying to suppress him like this was looking down on him.

At any rate...he is of the bloodline of that desert god clan.

Qi Chen stood up, endured the tremendous pressure, and punched the old monk in the head.

"It's much stronger. It shouldn't be. Your heart is injured..." The old monk exclaimed and slapped him with a light palm.

It seems simple, but in fact, this palm is covered with scriptures.

The fists and palms exchanged, causing Qi Chen to retreat continuously.

"You are really much stronger. Your cultivation speed is really terrifying. It seems you used some precious elixir. Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to recover so quickly."

The old monk was a little shocked, but Qi Chen was still no match for him. As long as one of him could hold Qi Chen down, Master Wuyi could take the other two away.

Once you join the Buddhist sect, you will be willing to do so. Both of them are very confident about this.

Master Wuyi saw this and was about to take action when suddenly there was a shouting voice behind him.

"Why are you so noisy? Don't you know you have to be quiet when writing calligraphy?" Mo Guantian walked in carelessly, and then, he saw the monk intently, so he took off his sunglasses again and looked at it carefully, "I'm going to fuck you.

, two old bald donkeys, are you allowed to enter here?"

"What did you say? !" Master Wuyi glared at each other.

"Old monk, you damn liar, get out of here!"

Qi Chen never understood why Mo Guantian hated the monk so much.

It was just the appearance of Mo Guantian that made him sigh in relief.

Master Wuyi's face turned red and he slapped Mo Guantian: "Rubber words come from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth."

"Shame on you, the spicy neighbor!" Mo Guantian picked up the slippers at the door and threw them at Master Wuyi's head.

His movements were so fast and precise that even Qi Chen didn't even see what happened before he heard a snap, and Yiyi hit Master Wuyi's forehead with perfect accuracy.

This power is not great, at least for a strong man in the Tao realm, it is nothing at all, but this time, it is too insulting.

Master Wuyi calmed down. He did not lose his mind: "Although I am careless, you can dodge my blow and attack me. It shows that you are not simple either."

"This place is truly a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

"It's just that you have provoked the wrong person. We are from the Buddhist sect and cannot be stopped by just a few of you."

Master Wuyi was about to take action again, but saw the Saint Guardian blocking him directly.

"Amitabha, excuse me."

After that, he left directly.

The old monk walked very fast, almost not even taking the stairs, and flew directly from the balcony at the entrance of the corridor.

Master Wuyi couldn't figure out the situation, but he kept following him.

He wanted to speak, but saw the Saint Guardian walking faster.

The two of them were speeding along, and the old monk didn't stop until they left the confines of Licheng City.

"What's going on..." Master Wuyi was extremely confused, and when he was about to ask, he saw that the Guardian was sweating profusely, and his eyes were filled with deep uneasiness.

"Why is he there?"

Master Wuyi naturally understood who the other party was talking about, because the guy dressed as a Taoist priest appeared just now.

"He..." Master Wuyi didn't know why, but he still asked because he didn't know the specific situation of the other party.

In the past hundred years, Master Wuyi has never seen such an expression on the old monk's face, and even the old monk's mood did not fluctuate much.

Moreover, even the current military god outside the mountain was not enough to impress the old monk.

Buddhism is so powerful because there are old monks outside the mountains.

"I didn't expect that he would be there..." The old monk held on to a tree nearby.

His palms were shaking and his breath was a little unsteady.

"Who is that Taoist priest?" Master Wuyi asked again.

"A demon."

Master Wuyi's face twitched, he didn't expect such an answer.

"Since he is a demon, he is equivalent to a great demon when he reaches the realm of cultivation. If we work together, we will definitely be able to subdue him."

"Surrender?" The old monk said bitterly with lingering fear, "We are lucky that he didn't kill us."

"I remember that more than three hundred years ago, at that time, I was just a ten-year-old monk, still studying Buddhism and practicing Buddhism, and my spiritual wisdom was just beginning to develop."

"Then, the demon came to our Buddhist gate."

Master Wuyi felt like he was listening to a book from heaven. A demon dared to go to Buddhism. You must know that Buddhism has countless masters and is also the place with the strongest light power. No ordinary demon can get close to it.

"Does he want to convert to our Buddhism?" Master Wuyi asked. He has never been to the mountains, and naturally he has never been to Buddhism, so he doesn't know much about the situation inside.

"Convert?" The old monk's old and wrinkled skin trembled. "If he can convert, then it is really the return of the Holy Son. He made a big fuss in my Buddhist sect, smashed countless Buddha statues, destroyed countless incense burners.

Finally, I peed in every temple."

Master Wuyi opened his mouth wide, what kind of behavior is this to seek death?

But he suddenly realized a problem, this guy was not dead.

"What happened next?"

"Later, many eminent monks from our Buddhist sect took action and naturally beat him seriously."

"I remember that he was already in the Taoist realm at that time, so I left quickly. He was not in the Taoist realm. He was equivalent to a demon king."

Master Wuyi is unbelievable.

"Why does he hate my Buddhism?"

The old monk shook his head: "I don't know this. When I was young, I only saw him coming, and then left the mountain. I don't know what happened, but that Taoist priest was the monster more than three hundred years ago.

, he hasn’t changed at all.”

"Moreover, I heard that this incident is related to caring about the abbot, so he hates us Buddhists."

Master Wuyi finally understood why the old monk ran away directly because there was no chance of winning.

However, his expression suddenly changed: "Then he is with the Holy Envoy, could it be his fault?"

"It shouldn't be him. It's complicated to talk about this kind of thing. If it were him, I wouldn't worry about taking action against the Holy Envoy, and... he only hates us Buddhism, and doesn't seem to be aggressive against ordinary human monks."

"The reason for this is very complicated, and I won't be able to explain it for a while."

"It's just... I didn't expect him to appear again. It's not far away from three hundred years ago."

"He once said that when three hundred years come, he will come to my Buddhist door again."

"I heard that he was probably suppressed at the foot of Five Elements Mountain."

The old monk could no longer calm down. Who would have known that a demon king would be wandering outside the mountain? Most of the more powerful demons went to the mountains back then.

"No, I have to go to the mountains. This matter is no small matter." The old monk said resolutely. In the current environment, a round trip would require a lot of waste of resources, but he had to go.

"Amitabha." Master Wuyi chanted in the direction of Licheng City, but this sound was somewhat trembling.

Outside this mountain, there is no place where the Demon King should stay.
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