Faced with Black Maitreya's unabashed provocation, the two brothers Mu and Shi looked at each other and analyzed the pros and cons in just this moment of eye contact.
Master Zhi Ning’s question just now revealed a lot of information.
For example, the leader of the Wanjiang Buddhist Kingdom this time should be the master of Zen Kong mentioned in his mouth. Brothers Mu and Shi have also heard a little bit about this person. After all, he is quite famous in the circle of Dharma Realm.
But now the other party has not appeared.
But at this moment, the three black Maitreyas who have the right to speak have revealed super strength that they should not have after the investigation of the Dao Domain's intelligence network.
Obviously, the master of Zen Kong must be in bad luck. There is an 80% chance that he himself has been forcibly transformed into a relic, thereby achieving the three black Maitreyas.
For such a ruthless person who dared to kill such a messenger who could be sent to the superior forces, he even shouted: "Thousands of years of disaster and rain have left no trace, and hundreds of generations of burning scrolls have buried Confucian scholars. The three religions were originally headed by Buddha. How can they be equal and share the same reputation?"
.] Such an arrogant poem title.
If you look at all the world, there is no such awesome being.
So is it necessary to go toe-to-toe with him at this time?
Moreover, the small confrontation just now made the two real people judge that in the current suppressed state, they are absolutely no match for the three Black Maitreyas working together, and it is impossible to even be a pure two-on-three.
Among the four envoys accompanying Zen this time, two, Zen Ai and Zen Chi, clearly showed their anger towards Black Maitreya, while the other two were mostly unwilling to be manipulated.
Master Qingmu and Master Qingshi knew that various Buddhist sects also existed in the Wanjiang Buddhist Kingdom. For example, Master Zhining was supposed to stay in the Zen Sect with several other envoys, but she appeared in advance in the team of Cihang's lineage.
The two monks were dressed in a tantric style, so even if they were coerced by Black Maitreya for some unknown reason, at the critical moment when facing the dispute between Taoism and Buddhism, there was at least a 70% chance that they would stand with Black Maitreya.
On the same front.
This becomes two against five, and may even evolve into two against six, or two against seven.
After all, when it comes to the matter of attacking the real person in Jiutian Dao Palace, the monks from various factions in the Wanjiang Buddhist Kingdom are absolutely unanimous in their stance.
Immediately, Master Aoki and Master Qingshi suppressed the anger in their hearts, bowed and returned to their seats without saying a word.
Black Maitreya did not continue to provoke or shout. He just took a deep look at the backs of the two real people, and then glanced at the other dharma realms on the seats, and then took the lead to the second seat on the left.
Since the number of Dharma Realm members in their team reached seven, the original five seats were not enough. One of them, the Black Maitreya, decisively moved the two seats of the third seat in front of him, and then moved the seats.
The positions were rearranged to three in front and four in back.
As the three Black Maitreyas took their seats one after another, the atmosphere on the field improved slightly.
"Huh..." Ning Xiaoyao let out a long breath.
He was really frightened just now.
Originally, he was standing idle behind Li Chungang. There was always something strange in his heart. Inexplicably, he felt that there was something missing in this grand event. Just when he was puzzled, the Buddha's light illuminated the sky and the sound of the trumpet sounded.
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Well, this is the taste, so authentic!
Life without a poetry number is incomplete. If he hadn't been just a follower this time, he would have taken the lead in signing up for a poetry number when he first appeared on the scene. Unlike the two old haters Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui, who were stupid after appearing on the stage.
Damn it, Situ Qing even gave me a slap in the face.
If there was a poetry number, the other party would definitely not be so arrogant!
If a person loses his character, what else does he have?
The answer is nothing!
So Ning Daoqi, who already had nothing, is still standing like a primary school student!
Therefore, his biggest mistake was not that his strength could not match his identity, but that he did not have his own poetry number!
His current situation can only be described in one word, - Damn!
Such a fine tradition in the world of mountains and seas has been destroyed by this older generation!
Then he glanced at Li Chungang quietly, and his poetry number was quite loud.
[If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Chungang, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night.]
It's just that it's too loud. Without the atmosphere, it would be too shameful to shout.
Sure enough, this poetry number is a lifetime thing. Fortunately, my own is pretty good.
Just when Ning Xiaoyao's thoughts were far away, Li Chungang suddenly turned around and made a big move, completely waking him up.
"Why did you hit me!" Ning Xiaoyao covered her face, full of grievances.
"Because I think you are secretly thinking about bad things." Li Chungang's eyebrows were like lightning, which made Ning Xiaoyao panic.
Then Ning Xiaoyao quickly laughed, and changed the subject slightly stiffly:
"Senior, what's going on with this Black Maitreya? Why are there three of them?"
"There have long been rumors that Black Maitreya is actually a triplet, but Black Maitreya has always been the best at solving Buddhist trivial matters. His two brothers, Black Randen and Black Tathagata, have always been in the Pure Land Sect.
Qianxiu.
I wonder if you can remember a piece of information. A few months ago, there was an ambush against the ghost market masters outside Lingjue Mountain. At that time, five celestial realm masters were dispatched, including Black Maitreya. But at the same time, another
It is confirmed that Black Maitreya stays in the Pure Land Sect.
And he has been giving lectures with the former Buddhist disciple Zhishan, now the head of the Wutian Demon Sect.
Similar incidents have occurred more than once in the past few decades. Especially under certain specific conditions, Black Maitreya's dramatic change in temperament has also made many forces doubt the authenticity of the rumor.
It's just that there has never been a chance to see these three people appear at the same time, so this rumor has never been confirmed.
And the one who stood in the center and acted so arrogantly just now was probably not Black Maitreya, but his brother Black Tathagata.
Judging from its style of conduct, Zen no longer looks to the future and only decides to seize the present."
"The past Buddha, the current Tathagata Buddha, and the future Maitreya Buddha? The mother of these three brothers is very high-spirited."
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Ning Xiaoyao secretly smacked his tongue, but thinking that the poem call just announced belonged not only to Black Maitreya, but also to Black Tathagata and Black Randen, which showed that the other party was really determined to make something big happen.
"Choosing such an opportunity to make a public appearance... and Zen Kong, who was just mentioned by those outside messengers, it seems that there is not much peace within the Zen sect recently." Li Chungang breathed a long sigh of relief.
He relaxed a little. Originally, according to the speculation he had made with Qin Fan yesterday, the ghost market would be jointly targeted this time. Just because he killed the Hidden Dragon Envoy, he indirectly slapped the face of all the outer envoys.
But now the performance of the three Black Maitreya brothers can be said to be even more arrogant.
Although Li Chungang didn't see Chan Kong's body with his own eyes, he probably thought it was extremely cold, and maybe even Chan Kong was not the only one who was so cold.
He knew that the Jiutian Dao Palace and the Wanjiang Buddhist Kingdom sent seven envoys each, but now there were only five envoys from the Wutian Demon Sect who were affiliated with the Wanjiang Buddhist Kingdom.
Did Black Maitreya leave one person to look after the house?
This is completely unnecessary. We are all in the Buddhist land. We know that this meeting will not be peaceful, so we must defeat all the masters who can do it in one fell swoop.
However, when Li Chungang began to observe the Zen team, his brows furrowed again inadvertently.
The Seven Dharma Realms are already the first among all the forces that have arrived at the scene, but apart from the three brothers Black Maitreya, Black Tathagata and Black Randen, based on the local Zen sect’s background, the strongest one is actually the Jing Nian Zen sect.
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The other party is just a weakling in the Celestial Realm.
It shouldn't be.
In fact, the situation in Prince Wuwei's palace also made him a little surprised. Logically speaking, the background of Yu Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, the original owners of their fateful bodies, was not enough to push them to this state in such a short period of time.
He also understood that the two of them should have reached this stage by relying on their own qualifications and the supply of resources from Tianwai.
So in the territory under the jurisdiction of Prince Wuwei, what about those lucky people who do not need to rely on external resources but rely solely on their destiny to improve rapidly?
So is this a reservation? Or maybe those lucky ones also have their own thoughts and choose to hide and disguise their own realm?
Anyway, he can vaguely sense the location of some fateful bodies that are related to the original owner and come from "The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow". Maybe after this event is over, he should also look for those people who are destined to be there.
And just when Li Chungang's thoughts were diverging, Fan Qinghui, who was standing in the team behind him, took the initiative to walk towards the Zen side.
As a well-known social butterfly, even though there have been some undercurrents between Cihang's lineage and Zen Buddhism in recent days, Hei Tathagata, who seemed to be the most unreasonable on the surface, did not take the initiative to slap her in the face, but nodded slightly.
Fan Qinghui was also able to take things in hand and let them go, aware of the gap in strength. Even after vaguely guessing that the three Black Maitreya brothers had killed the leader of the team led by the Wanjiang Buddhist Kingdom, his attitude was particularly enthusiastic.
Even a little humble.
After skipping some polite words, she walked straight towards an old monk with white eyebrows.
"Master Liao Kong."
Liao Kong nodded, but he did not speak because he had been practicing silent meditation.
[Liao Kong, from "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", the abbot of Jing Nian Zen Temple, who has practiced "closed mouth Zen" for many years, has not touched anyone in the past thirty years, and was entrusted by his master Fei Xuan to keep the "Heshi Bi".
After his jade was stolen by Xu Ziling, he broke the habit of keeping silent. Later, in order to persuade Kou Zhong to give up fighting for the world, he bet with him on ten moves and surrendered to the monastery.]
And with the relationship between Jing Nian Zen and Ci Hang Jing Zhai, even if they don't speak, they can understand each other's meaning by only making eye contact.
After half a stick of incense.
"is that so......"
Fan Qinghui looked at the backs of Hei Maitreya and the others with some palpitations, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.
"The next disciples of my lineage still need to take care of the master."
Liao Kong nodded and gave the other party an affirmative look.
"Master, actually I still have something to ask for..."
This time, before Fan Qinghui finished speaking, he looked horrified at the sky where the Buddha's light once spread.
Because it was only a breath of time, large dark clouds began to gather, and there was a faint sound of piercing thunder, and bloody arcs shuttled freely through the clouds!
The three Black Maitreya brothers looked up at the sky at the same time. As they chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, the Buddha's light obscured by dark clouds seemed to break through the restraints!
But the next second, a phantom-like war cry echoed in the ears of the three monks!
What comes into view are soldiers and iron horses, rolling in the sand, as if an iron-blooded legion composed of tens of thousands of people are climbing to the sky step by step through mountains, rivers, mausoleums and rivers!
Immediately afterwards, the violent murderous intent swept over, and it condensed into a wildly dancing bloody tornado, wreaking havoc in the sky above the legion in a flamboyant way!
The originally gathering dark clouds gradually formed a pitch-black sky, and the little bits of Buddha light that had just flashed were all wiped out again!
Afterwards, it was like a war drum beating the sky!
Boom, boom, boom!
The drum beat became more intense, and then turned into heavy and clear footsteps!
It seems to be beating on everyone's heart, and this feeling of tension and suffocation casts a shadow over everyone!
The armored man sitting in the first seat on the right in the center seat has subconsciously grasped the armrest of the seat, and clearly visible veins appear on the back of his hands. He seems to be trying his best to suppress the fighting spirit that is about to burst out, so that
A trace of its breath leaked and a gap in space was torn open.
Similarly, the two brothers Shi and Mu, who had finally convinced themselves to accept it, had already taken out their fly whisks and began to recite the Taoist scriptures in a low voice. "Lin, Bing, Du, Zhi, all, count, group, move forward, and perform these nine words belonging to the Taoist sect."
Mantras float around it.
And spontaneously dispelled the increasingly dense darkness that was about to devour the two of them.
The other Dharma Realm masters present also showed off their magical powers. Although this time it was not a direct battle, they could still judge the power gap between the parties through this battle of momentum.
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, no one knows what will happen.
This confrontation between the various forces seemed to last for a few seconds, and seemed to last forever.
For those warriors whose strength is not at the level of Dharma Realm, it is like experiencing a mental torture that cannot usher in the end, until a domineering poetic trumpet sounds!
[Kill the Emperor of Life on the other side of the pagoda, forget the sorrows and sorrows of fate, dance in the sky forever, and be buried for a hundred years, the ghost king ascends and is mad for all eternity!]
At this moment everyone held their breath.
They looked at a group of men in black robes arriving as if they were walking on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder snakes were dancing wildly, and a bolt of lightning fell violently, making the leader's mask shine even more dazzlingly.
——Ghost Lord!
When they saw the mask, these two words came to everyone's mind.
After being suppressed by such a strong momentum, some of the masters who might have wanted to show off their power now stayed where they were.
Including Situ Qing, who raised his eyebrows and didn't know what he was thinking.
Just now, he had helped Bi Xiuxin completely resist the oppression of the dark aura, but just when he was about to take the oil further, he saw that the woman's body began to tremble slightly.
He deliberately asked, but after the ghost market and his entourage appeared, the indescribable depression made it extremely difficult for him, a master of the Dharma Realm, to speak, and even an inexplicable terror emerged from his heart.
That is the most intuitive prediction of death by a strong person in the Dharma Realm.
Therefore, he restrained this impulse, but he did not expect that the woman next to him, who looked a little sad but still gentle and pleasant, suddenly shouted like crazy: