A Buddhist chant sounded, and Xuanyuan Er saw a young monk appearing in front of him, blocking his way.
Xuanyuan Er took a casual look at it.
The other party's monk's robe is old, patched, slovenly, and smells of alcohol. How can he have the solemn demeanor of a Buddhist cultivator in the Western Buddha Realm?
Xuanyuan Er was in a bad mood and said irritably: "Go away, go away, we are not monks, let's not get close to each other."
"Is the little monk close?"
Fanchen asked in surprise.
Xuanyuan Er suppressed his emotions and told himself to be pure and natural, saying: "Don't talk nonsense, talk about something if you have something to say."
Fanchen said: "Are you a Buddhist cultivator? Why are you so irritable? The young monk just sees that you are a bone race, but your heart is towards me, the Buddha. I admire you very much, so I want to make friends with you..."
"Who do you think is the Bone Clan?"
In Xuanyuan Er's deeply concave bone eye sockets, two balls of death fire burned.
"You...you are not a Bone Clan?" Fanchen was even more surprised.
Xuanyuan Er groaned deeply and waved his Zen staff in an attempt to sweep away the mortal world and continue on his way.
Fanchen grabbed the Zen staff and asked: "You are not a bone clan, how can you explain the body of white bones now? If you are not a Buddhist cultivator and deliberately wear Buddhist robes on your body, you are blaspheming my Buddha. This poor monk must have a good argument with you.
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Xuanyuan Er, who had something on his mind and was very impatient, calmed down instantly and carefully observed the young monk in front of him.
Just now, with his gentle sweep, although he did not mobilize his divine power, it was definitely "going without stopping", and he became stronger when he encountered strength.
Who would have thought that the other party would catch him so easily.
Xuanyuan Er continued to exert force, but the Zen staff remained motionless.
"You really don't show your real face! You are the ruthless person who pretends to be a Buddhist cultivator, right? You might as well show your true identity, why bother pretending to be stupid or a ghost?"
There are only a handful of powerful Buddhist cultivators in the world, and Xuanyuan the Second knows them all.
A strange face suddenly appeared and intercepted him. How could there be no problem?
What's more important is that Xuanyuan Er actually can't see through the other party, doesn't know the depth, and can't predict the past and the future.
This is a little scary!
It should be noted that when you first look at the power of the ancestor of the Dark Lord, you would think that Fanchen is an ordinary monk.
It's strange that other monks can see the clues.
Fanchen clasped his hands together and said, "The little monk named Fanchen is by no means a person who hides his head and shows his tail."
Xuanyuan Er secretly mobilized the Xuanhuang spirit, and the white bones gradually turned golden, and said: "I'm afraid this is not your real name, right?"
Fanchen pondered for a moment, then thought of Zhang Ruochen's previous words, and said: "The young monk once had a famous name, Xuanyuan is the second."
"He didn't run away. He really came to provoke. He should be the one who instigated Yuan Qiu to steal the world." Xuanyuan Er thought this in his heart, and a strong murderous intention was gradually released.
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After Zhang Ruochen separated from Fanchen, he went to the Tianhuang Holy City three thousand miles away.
Since he is faking his death to hide it from the ancestors and the immortal, then the few monks who know that he is still alive must be as few as possible.
Therefore, it was inconvenient for him to see Xuanyuan Er.
The star of the world of life and death has a special geographical location in the hell world. It is the confluence of many large tributaries of the Santu River and the starting point of several ancient divine roads.
From here, you can take the sacred ship and go to many distant places through the tributaries of the Santu River.
Among them, there are even some planets or big worlds in the heavenly universe. However, during the war between heaven and hell in the Middle Ages, these channels were sealed and communication was cut off.
It was not until the Quantity Organization was destroyed and the Hades Faction and the God Realm emerged that the relationship between the Heavenly Universe and the Hell Realm had eased in recent years, and two or three channels had been reopened.
These waterways established based on the tributaries of the Santu River are completely independent of the real universe.
In the real universe, an ordinary-level divine ship would need to fly across a star field spanning millions of years, while it might only take a few hundred days to travel across the tributaries of the Santu River.
This is just like the Ancient God Road!
Only by taking this path can all heaven-level experts quickly cross the universe and rush to the star field tens of thousands of light-years away for rescue.
If you are in the starry sky, you can see a turbid river wrapped in the yin energy of death, flowing from the universe, passing through the huge star of life and death, and flowing to the dark sky.
Every contact point between the world of life and death and the Santu River will form an ocean.
There are a total of seventy-nine oceans on the planet.
Around every ocean, there are some ferries that can lead to different places.
A holy city must be built next to a large ferry for monks to stay, eat, drink, trade and entertain. Just like the Seven Enemies Ferry and Seven Enemies Holy City that Zhang Ruochen visited.
Tianhuang Holy City and Dihuang Holy City are both located on the banks of the Babu Sea, less than ten thousand miles apart. There are ferries to Tianhuang and Dihuang respectively.
Zhang Ruochen entered Tianhuang Holy City and found that there were countless monks from all over the universe, from all races, and it was overcrowded.
After a little inquiry, I found out that this phenomenon has been going on for more than 100,000 years, and they all fled to the wilderness to avoid disaster.
Both the heavenly universe and the hell realm are too turbulent.
Unlike before, gods were prohibited from participating in worldly battles.
Now, not to mention gods, there are gods, kings and gods. All the heavens are immortal. The gods and half ancestors are all fighting fiercely in the sky. One battle, just the aftermath can destroy half of the star field. Many monks are wiped out without even knowing the reason.
Although the air of heaven and earth is thinner, the living planets are far apart, and there are very few places suitable for practice, it is considered a bitter and cold place.
But, at least it's not that turbulent.
After the Entropy Yao occurred, more monks came to Tianhuang Holy City.
The ferry that used to leave once every three months now leaves once every three days, which is still far from enough. The queue of monks who apply to go to Tianhuang at the Meng Family Boat Company has been delayed for twenty years.
Although it is said that after a Yuanhui, a large number of tribulations will come and everything will be destroyed.
However, for ordinary monks, they just want to live a stable life, which may be hundreds of years, or thousands of years. Most gods only have one Yuan Hui in longevity.
Zhang Ruochen certainly didn't think about queuing up and went directly to the City Lord's Mansion in Tianhuang Holy City.
He knew that the lord of Tianhuang Holy City was a god from the Meng family, named Meng Twenty-Eight.
In this current situation, the Meng family also wants to grow stronger, and those they recruit to Tianhuang must be young people with potential, or monks with certain strength, who can be incorporated into the Holy Army.
The City Lord's Mansion was of course no exception. The monks who gathered here blocked the roads.
Within a hundred feet outside the gate of the mansion, there are all foreign warriors about five meters tall, wearing silver armor, holding war spears, breathing holy energy, giving people a sense of power.
If you don't show your true skills, there is no way to enter the city lord's palace.
Zhang Ruochen observed for a while and found that he had to be at least a monk in the Saint King realm to enter the palace. Saints and semi-saints had to go to the boat shop to apply.
The threshold is extremely high.
At this time, a person quickly walked out of the city lord's mansion and posted a notice outside the door of the mansion.
"To recruit Buddhist cultivators, all Buddhist monks above the realm of saints will be honored as guests. After the deed is accomplished, there will be a big thank you."
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"Why do the Meng family recruit so many Buddhist cultivators? The conditions have been lowered again and again, from the Great Sage to the Holy King, and now they even recruit Buddhist cultivators in the Saint realm."
"Half a year ago, after the news came out about the Meng family recruiting Buddhist cultivators, not only the Buddhist cultivators from Baiyi Valley, but also many Buddhist disciples from the Heavenly Court universe are said to have come."
"It seems that the Meng family is in trouble!"
"The Meng family has a heaven-level ancestor. Is there anything that he can't solve?"
"Haha, what kind of existence is the Tianzun class? That is a big shot whose every move affects the entire universe. Everything is solved by the Tianzun class. There is no need for the other monks of the Meng family to exist! Besides, I heard that Meng Tianzun does not
It’s not in the wilderness, but the Yama tribe lives there all year round.”
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The waterway from Tianhuang Holy City to Tianhuang is not difficult for a being of Zhang Ruochen's level to find, and he can go there alone.
But in doing so, one of the goals is too obvious. If he encounters a powerful character, his identity will be easily exposed. Xuanyuan Er's sudden appearance was completely beyond his expectation.
Fortunately, Xuanyuan Er was not a meticulous monk, and he seemed to be preoccupied, so he did not notice the clues.
Secondly, Zhang Ruochen is not going to Tianhuang, but looking for Biluo Pass.
Therefore, we must find a way to connect with the Meng family.
Zhang Ruochen waved his big sleeves, separated the monks one by one, walked out from the crowd, and said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord! Does the Meng family only recruit Buddhist cultivators, not Taoists?"
Meng Buyi's hair was gray and sparse, and his body was severely shrunken. He was like a skinny monkey sitting on the left side of the mansion with his eyes closed. He was a false god. He noticed Zhang Ruochen's extraordinaryness and opened his eyes to look at him intently.
Before he could get up, there was a loud roar in the distance.
"Go away, go away!"
Xuanyuan Er held the Zen staff in one hand and the mortal monk in the other, striding towards the city lord's palace.
Meng Buyi, who was unattainable in the eyes of others, had already stood up and bowed respectfully to Xuanyuan Er.
Xuanyuan Er didn't even look at him and disappeared inside the mansion gate.
In fact, no one present except Zhang Ruochen could clearly see Xuanyuan Er's figure. Even Meng Buyi could only see a ball of Buddha's light.
"What are you doing? You were captured by Xuanyuan Er just like that? You thought he was a master." Zhang Ruochen cursed.
Meng Buyi appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen and said: "It's not just about recruiting Buddhist cultivators. If the Taoist cultivator is strong enough, he can also become a guest of the Meng family."
Zhang Ruochen's current appearance is not his true appearance. He looks almost forty years old. He is slightly thinner and his eyes are as deep as the sea, revealing an otherworldly tranquility and profoundness, as if he can see through everything in the world.
Her temples hang down to her chest, her smile is gentle, and she has a peerless charm about her.
It was his extraordinary appearance that immediately attracted the attention of the false god Meng Buyi.
Zhang Ruochen opened his palms, and a sea area of thousands of miles appeared in his palms. There were three islands in the sea, with dense trees and rugged rocks.
All of these are condensed by the rules of the holy way.
"Twenty-three trillion Taoist rules, the pinnacle of demigods." Meng Buyi was secretly frightened, and made a gesture of invitation, saying: "Fellow Taoist, please come in!"
Although Meng Buyi is more powerful than the peak demigod, once the monk at the peak demigod transcends the tribulation and becomes a god, he is far from being comparable to a false god.
It should be noted that other supreme sages can reach the divine realm if they reach the level of demigod.
Those who can reach the peak of demigods are all the best among men. Future achievements will never be as simple as lower gods and middle gods.
What's more, in this era, overcoming calamities is far easier than before.
If you want to meet Meng Erba, your cultivation level must not be too low and you must show some strength.
Although Zhang Ruochen had just merged his consciousness and physical body, he did not have any rules and regulations in his body. But there were only tens of trillions of sacred rules at his fingertips.
Zhang Ruochen followed Meng Buyi and walked into the city lord's mansion.
"What a powerful formation, but was it set up by the Buddhist master who entered earlier?"
Zhang Ruochen was not complimenting him, he really felt that the formation was powerful, at least it was from the hands of an eighty-fifth-level spiritual power god. It was only a holy city, but such a divine formation was set up, so it must be hiding some secrets.
"Remember, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. There are some secrets that even the gods don't know about, and there are hidden taboos." Meng Buyi reminded kindly.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It's the poor Taoist who was reckless!"
Meng Buyi asked: "It is not easy to cultivate to the peak of demigods. You must have a top-level inheritance. I don't know where the Taoist was born or where he learned from?"
Zhang Ruochen responded calmly and said: "The name of the poor Taoist, Shengsi, if you want to trace the inheritance, it has some relationship with the Yama clan. But it has been too long ago and has long been disconnected. The reason why I can cultivate to the peak of demigods is because of more than a hundred years
The shocking incident happened before, and I was lucky enough to get a little chance."
Meng Buyi was slightly moved and said: "The accident that caused Di Chen's death?"
Zhang Ruochen nodded.
"Let's go, I will take you to see Mr. Twenty-Eight."
Meng Buyi didn't ask further. If he continued to ask, he would be too ignorant. The other party would definitely not tell him what the opportunity was.
In fact, every battle at the Tianzun level or the Half-Ancestor level will cause horrific destructive power, but among the ashes, there will always be some lucky monks who survive and get the opportunity to soar into the sky.
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The architecture of the city lord's palace is quite unique, with white jade walls, blue tiles, and black beams. It has a very exotic style, simple yet beautiful.
Venerable Cihang has a restrained Buddha light, with blue silk hair, wearing a men's embroidered robe, and a black belt around his waist. His figure is slender, but he has a heroic demeanor between his brows.
Even if she deliberately hides her identity as a Buddhist monk, she cannot hide the holiness, dignity, and otherworldliness in her body.
For other monks, the farther to the back, the slower their cultivation speed becomes.
However, after Venerable Cihang entered the divine realm, his cultivation speed became faster and faster. He had already lost the title of "Fairy" and was respected by all the monks in the world.
Xuanyuan Er walked over with meteoric strides and said: "There is no trace of him in Dihuang Holy City. Did Master sense it wrong?"
Xuanyuan Er, who has reached the middle stage of Immortality and Infinite cultivation, has always been arrogant. Except for his ancestor "Xuanyuan Emperor", everyone in the world looks down upon him.
However, in front of Lord Cihang, he restrained his arrogance and showed respect.
He really regards her as his master.
The spiritual master of Buddhism.
Just like Kongyin Xue who first became a disciple of Yunqing Ancient Buddha, it has nothing to do with his level of cultivation.
Venerable Cihang said: "The breath of the whirling world is no longer in the Holy City of Dihuang, but has returned to the Holy City of Tianhuang."
"Bastard, is that little bald donkey playing hide-and-seek with us? Master, please don't stop me again. Today I must destroy this holy city and find him."
Xuanyuan Er was of course angry.
Because he is revered by the Buddhas in heaven as the Buddhist Protector Heavenly King, responsible for guarding the whirling world.
The Whispering World has not been lost in the Western Buddha Realm for so many years, but it was stolen while he was guarding it.
This is so embarrassing!
If he does not recover the whirling world, he will be a Buddhist sinner.
It was not only his face that was shamed, but also the face of the entire Xuanyuan family, and even the ancestor Xuanyuan Emperor. After all, he learned from Zhang Ruochen that Kasyapa Buddha was most likely the second incarnation of Emperor Xuanyuan Xuandi.
The whirling world is the ancestral world of Kasyapa Buddha.
How could it be stolen from him?
"No, you must not commit such a killing."
Venerable Cihang shook his head slightly and said: "Yuanqiu Qiankun is only at the peak of his cultivation, but he can repeatedly avoid your and my perception. This shows that he either carries a heavy treasure that hides his body and aura, or there are quite a lot of people around him.
A powerful person."
"Fortunately, I have an extremely subtle connection with the whirling world, so I can locate the approximate location."
"So we must not alert the snake. We must not let Yuan Qiu know this, let alone let him know that we have tracked the Tianhuang Holy City. Otherwise, once there is something extraordinary around him, and the whirling world is also sealed, we will
The opportunity to recover the whirling world is completely lost."
Xuanyuan Er nodded and said: "Master, do you think this little bald donkey Yuanqiu is waiting for someone? Otherwise, why has he been hiding around near Tianhuang Holy City and Dihuang Holy City, constantly changing his position?
, but don’t leave?”
"There is a possibility."
Venerable Cihang had a unique charm in his manner. His eyelashes fluttered, revealing the brilliance of wisdom in his eyes. He said: "Yuan Qiu alone cannot steal the world. There must be a transcendent force behind him."
"Could it be the Meng family?" Xuanyuan asked for the second time.
Venerable Cihang shook his head and said: "If it is the Meng family, Yuanqiu has already been in contact with them. Meng Twenty-eight's cultivation level is average, but Meng Huang'e and Meng Huangyou are both senior members of the Meng family, and they are qualified to contact such great people.
secret."
Xuanyuan said the second time: "Why did that little bald donkey stay here for so long? Does he want to go to the wilderness of heaven or earth?"
Venerable Cihang frowned in thought and said: "It's a pity that there are too many monks in the Holy City of Heaven, so it's really impossible to lock him down. If he appears in front of me, I have some confidence in identifying him, no matter how powerful he is.
It’s not even possible to cover it up for him.”
"Let's not talk about him for now. Master, what is the background of this monk?"
Xuanyuan Er's figure shook, his cassock shook, and he threw Monk Fanchen out and fell heavily to the ground.
"He calls himself Xuanyuan Second. He is very provocative, but his strength is average. However... he is still a little weird. Sometimes he is strong and sometimes he is weak. I don't know if he is just pretending."
Fanchen got up from the ground and looked for the wine bag everywhere. When he touched it, he immediately opened the lid and took a long sip. He looked very drunk and said: "Monks don't tell lies. Before becoming a monk, he was probably called Xuanyuan Second."
.My friend has an extraordinary status and he will not lie to me."
Venerable Cihang carefully observed the mortal world, and at first he only saw the Buddha's light shining all over his body, with Sanskrit imprinted on every inch of his flesh and blood, including his soul. He thought he was some reclusive Buddhist senior.
After observing for a while, I finally saw the truth.
A strange look flashed in her eyes, and she said: "What is the name of the master after he becomes a monk?"
"You're not a master, just call me Fanchen." Fanchen waved his hand.
Xuanyuan Er asked: "Who is this monk? Why is he pretending to be me?"
Fanchen opened his mouth wide and could not close it.
So this skeleton is Xuanyuan Second?
Zhang Ruochen has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is such a powerful big shot. Why does he still like to lie to people? Even monks lie to him.
No wonder he got beaten up.
Fanchen clasped his hands together and apologized quickly: "Amitabha! There was a misunderstanding. It was all a misunderstanding."
Venerable Cihang smiled slightly, looked at Fanchen meaningfully, and said: "Since it is a misunderstanding, don't pursue it anymore, everything is over. Erjia, this Master Fanchen has a close relationship with my Buddha, so you can turn the hostility into friendship!"
Erjia is Xuanyuan Er's dharma title, which he took by himself.
You must call this Dharma name!
"Wow!"
A ball of divine light appeared in front of them, with a divine shadow wrapped inside.
The divine shadow saluted and said: "Seventh and eighth girls, please invite Venerable Cihang and King Erjia to go to the meeting hall to discuss important matters."