Tianlong roared, and King Ming punched. The two powerful energies were about to compete, when a purple figure suddenly fell from the sky like a meteor, blocking the way between Tianlong and King Ming.

In front of the two behemoths, this man looked almost like an ant, but at this moment he was fearless. He punched out with his left hand, directly facing King Ming's huge fist, and his right hand turned into a sharp palm and pressed against the upper jaw of Tianlong.

There was no raging force, no earth-shattering loud noise. King Ming and Tianlong seemed to be frozen in the air by that person. The wind was light and the clouds were pale, and all their strength was exhausted.

I originally thought that the man in purple was an earthworm shaking the tree, but seeing this scene, all the gods and Buddhas present were shocked. But in the next moment, an even more shocking scene appeared. King Ming's arms seemed to be swept away by a hurricane, and a spiral energy spread upward from his fist.

The thick arms were curled into a twist shape, and then disintegrated and dissipated. Tianlong also had a crack that split from his upper jaw, and then spread all over the body like a spider web. The skin, flesh, scales and armor were all broken, and "Miso miso miso miso" Tianlong was beaten back to his original shape.

, the long swords fell like rain, all of them were fixed on the ground, and the purple figures also fell with the sword rain.

The stage is set up, the audience is ready, and various characters from Sheng Mo Jing Chou warm up one after another, and then it's time for the protagonist to take the stage.

The standing young man in purple clothes is twenty-four or five years old, with a long body, elegant appearance, and generous bearing. Who else could it be besides Mu Zixuan?

"Buddhas should refrain from being angry, Taoists should do nothing and fight, so why are there disputes at the feet of the Emperor?" Mu Zixuan stood between the tense Buddhist and Taoist sides, speaking calmly, while the crowd leisurely watched the lively Ying Feiyang.

Then he secretly cursed in his heart, "Tsk, you're just showing off!", but everyone else present was shocked.

Tianlong and King Ming can defeat these two powerful forces with one strike, which is close to the level of cultivation of One Saint, Two Shows, Three Peaks and Four Demon Kings. However, the person in front of him is only in his early twenties, and he actually has this foundation.

I have never seen it before, and I don’t know that there is such a person in the world!

"Who are you?" Lu Zhixuan asked. That mighty blow seemed extremely shocking to the outsiders watching. However, as the person involved, Lu Zhixuan naturally knew more clearly than others could see.

Just now, when the two powerful forces of Buddhism and Taoism collided, one party would be injured or even injured, but this person suddenly intervened and used his own power to make the "power" of both parties reach an equilibrium for a brief moment, and then the balance was about to be broken.

At this time, he uses a magical technique similar to using force to fight, and the two balanced forces cancel each other out, neutralize, and dissipate. This person is not really capable of crushing Tianlong and Mingwang.

Of course, even so, it is still admirable. You need to know that any mistake in the young man's control of the true energy will make the balance of power unbalanced. It is inevitable for both Buddhism and Taoism to suffer losses, and the young man is surrounded by two powerful forces.

With such force, there will be no bones left. Just looking at the use of this pair of true energy, Lu Zhixuan is already ashamed. So at this time, although the other party has no intention of hurting anyone, Lu Zhixuan is also on guard.

Mu Zixuan smiled humbly, waved a token on his waist and said, "My dear, Mu Zixuan, the current seventh-grade Lingtai Master of Si Tiantai, came here with the emperor's order. I came here specifically to ask both parties to stop and disperse. This matter has been revealed.

Pass!"

When it comes to Si Tiantai, both Buddhism and Taoism know each other well. As people of heaven, they have naturally dealt with Si Tiantai, and they also know the astronomical signs of Si Tiantai, the third-grade eunuch who records the calendar, and the fourth-grade young eunuch.

They are just decorations to hide from others. The real leader of Si Tiantai is the seventh-grade Lingtai Lang who has the power to supervise the way of heaven.

But the people of Heavenly Dao were not completely afraid of the imperial power. The Buddhists were the first to understand this matter. When they heard this, they thought that the emperor was secretly favoring Daoism. They couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.

The monk also shouted: "Your Majesty's order is biased. If things continue like this, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of believers!"

Lu Zhixuan took the opportunity and said sarcastically: "A monk like you is actually qualified to discuss the government's affairs indiscriminately? You are not afraid of offending the Holy Emperor and asking him to follow the example of Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty and kill the Buddha again."

Duanfa said angrily: "You are a thief who hurts my disciples and oppresses me as an emperor. Do you know that you can't defeat my Buddhist sect and you will lose face if you continue to fight?"

Lu Zhixuan blew his beard and said: "Who is afraid of you? If you have the ability to fight alone!" Lu Zhixuan had just used his true energy, and now he was clearly suffering from tuberculosis and seven injuries, but he still refused to change his stubborn temper. Monk Duanfa also suffered

Excited, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward, but Master Ku Ming pulled his sleeves back. Master Ku Ming said to Li Hanguang: "Master Li, how do you think this matter should be resolved?"

Li Hanguang discussed with his junior brother, got a general understanding of the situation in the temple, and said helplessly to Mu Zixuan: "Mr. Mu, I'm sorry, today we not only have to bring He Guqiong back to Shangqing Temple, but we also have two people who teach Ku Ming Duan Dharma.

Master Mu, please come back together. Master Mu should also know that the situation is serious and we must take action. We also ask Master to watch from the sidelines. In the future, I will go to Shangyang Palace in person to apologize to His Majesty."

Master Kuming recited a Buddhist chant and said: "The poor monk originally wanted to turn the war into friendship, but he didn't know why Taoist Master Li was so obsessed with the poor monk and Duanfa, and even went against the Holy Spirit's instructions. If Taoist Li insisted on doing this, the poor monk had no choice but to take action in order to protect the Dharma.

"

The onlookers Ying Feiyang heard this and couldn't help but praise: "This old monk is indeed a master in Buddhist debate. Although he looks like a mummy, he speaks shrewdly. In just a few words, he handed over the responsibility of resisting the decree to the Supreme Court."

Sent to carry it."

Master Ku Ming clasped his hands together, his treasures were solemn, the light of the Buddha shone on his withered body, and a wonderful wheel of heavenly law appeared at his feet. He was instantly filled with momentum. Except for flying up, all the disciples of the Shangqing Sect who surrounded him took a step back helplessly.

, but Ying Feiyang, who was originally staying in the middle, became the forefront. He smiled awkwardly at Master Ku Ming, but he did not escape. Instead, he took up his true energy and took advantage of Ku Ming's momentum to sharpen the heart of the sword.

Ying Feiyang once broke into the competition between Master Ku Ming and Sima Chengzhen. On that day, Master Ku Ming was on par with Sima Chengzhen in terms of Buddhism. However, considering that Sima Chengzhen was a Taoist priest, he only used Buddhism and Ku Ming at that time.

In total, Ming Lu Zhan should be superior to Master Ku Ming, but now that Sima Chengzhen is dead, no one from the Shangqing Sect can compete with Ku Ming in a one-on-one situation.

Fortunately, there are many masters of the Shangqing Sect. Li Hanguang, Du Rujie, and Zhang Shouzhi looked at each other and stepped forward at the same time. However, they stepped on the position of the three talents of heaven and earth. Every step was in line with the number of Daxuan. A Tai Chi hexagram was placed among the three of them.

Appeared under the feet, spinning and expanding with the mysterious principles of chaos.

Just when the Tai Chi hexagram and the edge of the Tianfa second wheel under Master Ku Ming's feet were about to meet and overlap, Mu Zixuan suddenly stomped, and the ground trembled, and a foot-wide ravine opened up, and the Tai Chi hexagram was

Separated from the Wonderful Wheel of Heavenly Dharma.

"You seem to have made two mistakes. First, I am not here for decoration." Mu Zixuan stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

"Young man, do you want to rely on the king's orders to subdue us again? I'm not afraid to tell you, let alone you, even if His Majesty comes in person, we will still act in the same way!" Lu Zhixuan said harshly.

"This is the second thing you made wrong. Although I came under the king's order, I never wanted to use the king's order to subdue you." As he spoke, Mu Zixuan's body bloomed with purple flowers, which fell to the ground and became brilliant, just like the purple myrtle stars descending on the world.

, "Because what can conquer you is my strength!" Mu Zixuan said calmly.

Ps: Let me announce something first. As of yesterday, all the new Xian Xia newcomers who were recommended at the same time as me have been eunuchs. If this was a battle royale game, I would be the winner who survived to the end!

In fact, my grades are much worse than theirs, and I have received at least one recommendation spot. They feel that it is too little to support their continued collection. In fact, it is even a fraction more than mine. I am not trying to prove this by saying this.

I am determined and so on. It is impossible to say that poor grades have not affected me at all. From the significantly reduced number of updates in October, you can see that I am tired and slack off, but even so, I will still write

Go on, because I really want to know how beautiful I can write.

Maybe it’s the prize for winning the battle royale. I opened the author’s mailbox today after a long absence, and found that after three full months, I received a recommendation again! Three whole months! I gritted my teeth and kept my head down without a recommendation.

320,000 words! I can’t get more than 50 clicks per day, and the total clicks so far are less than 4,000. The increase in my collection is all due to my own advertising... In this case, even though it is just a pant push with minimal publicity, it gives me a feeling

When I get over the illusion, I just want to sing a song and become a serf.

I won’t talk about other sentiments. I didn’t update yesterday because my colleagues had a birthday party and the karaoke was at 11 o’clock. Now I don’t have the manuscript in hand, and the typing speed is surprisingly slow. It’s a little like yesterday, so I have some other things to occupy me.

I will stop updating in the evening, and if I stop updating during the recommendation period next week, I will undoubtedly be blacklisted and will never be recommended again in my life. In order to prevent this kind of tragedy from happening, I will update less today and I should update tomorrow.
Chapter completed!