"Okay! Boy, you have a sharp vision, otherwise you would have suffered a lot!"

Lord Heavenly Fire God praised.

"That's right! You just said you would keep that painting. Take it out and let me take a look. Maybe I can see some clues."

"Yeah! You forgot that you, Lao Deng, are a low-level formation master!"

Lu Yun joked, taking out the painting that appeared outside the magic circle designed by Qiao Yuchen from the storage ring.

Originally, Lord Tianhuo wanted to retort to Lu Yun, but when he saw the unfinished painting, his mouth seemed to be sealed and he could not spit out a single word.

"This... boy! You should really thank that Gou Sheng! If it weren't for him, you'd probably be the mantis stalking the cicada, leaving the oriole behind!"

"Huh? Lao Deng! According to you, this painting is a magic circle?"

Lu Yun raised his eyebrows and took a second look at the paintings on the ground.

It is really impossible to connect a sketched landscape painting with a complicated magic circle.

"Don't waste your efforts, boy! You can't tell the difference."

Lord Tianhuo said solemnly: "Boy! If you meet the immortal cultivator who set up this array again, you should be careful! If I am not mistaken, this immortal cultivator who set up the array has reached the state of forming an array with steps."

"If you are not careful, you may get trapped in his magic circle and become a prey for others to slaughter."

"Damn it! Are you so stupid?"

"Never underestimate any accomplished formation master! Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to reap the rewards!"

Lord Tianhuo said very seriously.

"Then why are you so stubborn? You have been suppressed in the underground magma for hundreds of millions of years!"

Lord Tianhuo: "..."

"Boy, don't open any pot and pick up the pot!"

"Lao Deng! How long will the duel between the monster and the immortal cultivator last? Or should it continue until the strongest one is determined?"

Lu Yun asked.

"Of course it's impossible to continue the duel forever. It's so heartless!"

Lord Tianhuo blew his beard and stared.

"When there are only fifty cultivators left on the central island, this disc duel will be over!"

"Everyone will be transported to the so-called cave where Xu Tiancheng sat and transformed. Of course it is a lie. At that time, there will be countless opportunities to prompt these immortal cultivators to fight to determine the container that best suits Xu Tiancheng's requirements.

.”

"What about me? I will also be transported to the cave to compete with the fifty cultivators. If so, I may not be able to defeat those old hermit monsters."

Lu Yun asked.

"Boy! Don't worry! Didn't I promise you back then? I would definitely let you see Xu Tiancheng before anyone else."

Tianhuo Shenjun patted his chest in assurance.

"Lao Deng! What are you planning again?"

"It's a secret for now! I'll tell you when the time comes."

Lord Tianhuo pretended to be mysterious and said: "You will definitely be surprised when the time comes."

"But before that, kid! You must control your emotions, otherwise you may die in the hands of that Chaos Bloodworm before you see Xu Tiancheng."

"I try my best!"

Lu Yun couldn't guarantee it, because it was impossible for him not to be angry when some things touched his back.

"Boy! As long as you know what's going on."

…

At this time, at the gate of Zhengyang Temple, two figures appeared, one old and one strong.

"Who is coming?"

A loud voice came from inside the gate.

"Old abbot Xuanwu of Zunbo Temple in Donglai, monk Wujie came to ask to see the master of Zhengyang Temple!"

"The land of Donglai? Monk? Just wait! I'll report it." ωωw..net

There was a sound from the door and then there was no more movement.

"Master! Isn't this Zhengyang Temple a little too arrogant? We have traveled thousands of miles to come here, but they asked us to wait outside the gate?"

Wujie complained.

"Disciple! Don't be rude. This is the place where our Buddhism can flourish. We should have a heart of awe!"

Xuan Wu taught.

…

Inside the main hall of Zhengyang Temple.

"A monk from the land of Donglai? Why are you here to join in the fun at this juncture? Bounce him away, blast him away!"

The great elder sitting in the deputy seat waved his hands impatiently.

They were already very busy over the disappearance of the saint.

How can I still be in the mood to entertain guests who have come from thousands of miles away?

"Isn't this inappropriate? Great Elder, why do you say that this Buddhist sect is also the orthodox lineage of our Zhengyang Temple? Although it is lonely, if we drive these two monks away like this, we may be criticized by others!"

The second elder dissuaded.

"Second Elder, you are so enthusiastic, then go and entertain them! Are you still being criticized? If we can't find the saint before the Zhengyang Festival, our Zhengyang Temple will become the laughing stock of the entire Zhongzhou Island people, do you know?

!” The great elder claps the table and stands up, with flames lingering all over his body, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

The First Elder and the Second Elder each represent the two factions of the Zhengyang Temple.

The radical faction headed by the Great Elder has been pushing the Zhengyang Temple to completely get rid of the shackles of Buddhism and transform into a new system centered around Ming Cixu Tianyan.

The conservative faction headed by the second elder, adhering to the principle of innovation while not forgetting the roots, has been spreading Buddhist teachings in the temple, and is even trying to combine the flame with Buddhist teachings.

Regarding the saint's views, the two of them were also on opposite sides.

The great elder means that the saint is the upper realm incarnation of Ming Ci Xu Tianyan and should be respected by thousands of people.

The second elder's opinion is that the weight of the saint in the temple should be reduced to avoid the situation of two masters in one temple.

Almost every time something happened involving the Saint of Light, the two would disagree and argue endlessly.

Even now the great elder suspects that the saint's departure was caused by the second elder.

"Okay! Two elders!"

The leader of the Zhengyang Temple Hall persuaded.

"What the great elder said makes sense..."

"Have you seen that the master of the palace has the same attitude as me?"

Seeing that he had received the approval from the palace master, the great elder became even more energetic.

"Great Elder! Listen to what I have to say first." The master of the Zhengyang Temple said, "But what the second elder said is right!"

"The master of the palace is wise!"

The second elder, who had an ugly face at first, suddenly became angry.

"This... what do you want to do, Palace Master?"

The great elder spread his hands.

"Great Elder, please don't worry! After all, people have come from afar. If we drive them away like this, it will really damage the image of our temple!"

The master of the Zhengyang Temple first calmed down the emotions of the first elder, and then said to the second elder.

"That's it! Second Elder, go and receive these two monks and find out the purpose of their visit! If it's just a small task, I'll help you! But if it's beyond our tolerance, you should know what to do! This

I don’t need to say more, right?”

"I understand what the Lord of the Palace means! I will do it now."

The master of Zhengyang Temple waved his hand in agreement.

"Palace Master! This... this..."

The first elder looked at the proud back of the second elder, and the two remaining big teeth clenched loudly.

Although this is a trivial matter, in the eyes of the great elder, this is a big failure for the radicals.
Chapter completed!