The heroes present were all confused and did not understand the meaning of Yang Xuangan's words.
Could it be that the emergence of so many strong men was not the result of Wu Dong, the leader of the Wagang Army?
How can this be?
But Master Liao Kong, who had been silent all this time and had been practicing closed-mouthed meditation for thirty years. He looked like a young and handsome monk. He didn't know what he thought of, and his expression suddenly changed in shock.
He suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction inside Jing Nian Zen Monastery.
But at this moment, the originally clear blue sky suddenly darkened.
An indescribable depression surged into the hearts of many warriors, and there were signs that the storm was coming.
Suddenly, the strong wind roared in the sky and gathered gas into clouds, and then the clouds suddenly turned into a blurry hand of a hundred feet.
Before any of the warriors could react, that kind of cloud hand falling from the sky fell from the sky.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, he grabbed a building in the Jing Nian Temple and pulled it up.
Rumble…
Waves of deafening loud noises were heard, and the ground beneath their feet trembled slightly, letting all the warriors present know that this was not an illusion.
Then, against the background of Master Kong suddenly opening his mouth and spitting out blood, the vague hand of Baizhang Yun grabbed a small and exquisite metal temple and flew away from the sky.
Seeing such a magical scene, all the warriors present, including Yang Xuangan, who had a calm face, changed their colors.
Damn, they saw it right, what was that just now?
Immortal means, iron iron’s divine means!
Some young warriors who were not determined enough had already knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly in the direction Baizhang Yunshou left.
The huge square of Jing Nian Zen Monastery was filled with silence. After a long time, it was broken by a gentle cough.
"Ahem, don't be shocked, that should be Wu Dong's method!"
Yang Xuangan smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "You have all seen that the gods and demons are far beyond imagination!"
"I can clearly tell you that Wu Dong's cultivation has at least reached the level of a grand master, and he may even have become a supreme grand master!"
"He has mentioned to a certain person many times that he is very dissatisfied with the current level of masters in the world. There is not even anyone with whom he can communicate!"
This is what I said...
Even Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan and Evil King Shi Zhixuan, who were frightened by the shocking scene just now and had stopped, could not help but look embarrassed and depressed.
As for the warriors participating in the martial arts conference, they were speechless and asked the sky.
Of course, it wasn't that they thought Wu Dong's words were unreasonable, but that they made too much sense. They could only blame themselves for not living up to expectations, which was quite a depressing feeling.
"Okay, let's not talk about you. Even Yang is in a state of shock and can't calm down at this time. I didn't expect that my martial arts is so strong that it can reach such a level!"
Yang Xuangan smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that Mr. and Mrs.'s achievements are not worth mentioning at all. Everyone should leave as soon as possible!"
"As for the moved Bronze Hall, don't even think about going back to Jing Nian Zen Temple!"
"Regardless of whether there is a national jade seal inside, it is not something that appears in a mere temple. You should take care of yourself!"
After saying that, he said hello, turned around and planned to leave.
"Wait a minute, what state are you in now?"
At this time, Ning Daoqi, who changed his usual calm expression and turned a little flushed with excitement, suddenly asked.
"Didn't you already know that? It's almost the same level as you!"
Yang Xuangan left without looking back, and his voice came leisurely: "If you don't enter the Grand Master level early, I'm afraid you will fall behind in a few years!"
Ning Daoqi was silent, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes as he gradually regained his composure.
At this time, the four holy monks who had left to fight with Pei Yuanqing and other fierce generals hurried back and were shocked to see the look on Master Kong's face.
They ignored their old rival, the evil king Shi Zhixuan, and protected the traumatized Master Liao Kong and the four guardian kings from leaving safely.
Seeing this, all the heroes present had a tacit understanding and left one after another.
As for the Yin Queen, the Evil King, and the Heavenly Sword Song Que, they all left with worries.
Obviously, Wu Dong's magical methods hit them hard this time.
Especially Yang Xuangan's last words were like thunder constantly exploding in his ears.
Only then did they realize how insignificant they were in front of Wu Dong. Fortunately, they had been full of confidence and felt that their own strength was not bad before.
Now that I think about it, it means that Wu Dong didn't take the initiative to find trouble, otherwise none of them would be able to escape.
It's better to go back and practice hard to improve your strength.
Soon, the originally bustling Jing Nian Zen Temple became deserted.
The only ones left behind, apart from the monks in Jing Nian Monastery, were the four great sage monks and Ning Daoqi, as well as Shi Fei Xuan, who was at a loss.
When the group returned to the meditation hall, Fan Qinghui showed up.
"Taoist Master Ning, can you tell me about Yang Xuangan?"
Seeing that the others had no intention of speaking, Fan Qinghui directly asked them by name.
"have nothing to say!"
Ning Daoqi said calmly: "Shortly after getting "Ziwu Gang", Yang Xuangan came to the door and left a very deep impression on Pindao!"
"After I made some progress in my cultivation, I took the initiative to find Wu Dong, the leader of Wagang. However, the leader did not want to meet and asked Yang Xuangan to come forward to receive him!"
"As a result, Pindao didn't get any advantage from Yang Xuangan!"
"Originally, I thought Yang Xuangan's strength was already amazing enough, so I didn't want to..."
There is no need to say more about what follows. All the Buddhist masters present know it well, but they are not very willing to admit it.
"When will Daoist Ning be able to do such a method?"
Fan Qinghui continued to ask: "I wish I could have a reference!"
"At least, you have to be at the peak level of Grand Master!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell into silence.
Just kidding, they are not even grandmasters at the moment, so how can they be called great masters?
It’s scary just thinking about it!
That was a copper palace weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms, and they were taken away as soon as they were told. Such methods made them despair.
"Amitabha, it seems that the world and the world will undergo great changes!"
At this time, Master Daoxin, one of the oldest of the four holy monks, said leisurely: "I'll just stay in seclusion and cultivate quietly. When my strength reaches the master level, it won't be too late to come out!"
He felt very uncomfortable. How could he feel better when he saw the four great protectors of Jing Nian Monastery using the magical power of the Golden Bell Cover to fight against the enemy?
As for the threat from the Wagang Army, he didn't take it seriously at all.
It's not that they have the strength to resist, but that the Wagang Army has already drawn a red line. As long as they don't take the initiative to touch it, there won't be much of a problem.
Isn't it just to reduce the temple property and give up the control rights of many tenants?
The situation is stronger than the person, so don't hold on when it's time to bow your head.
Anyway, Shaolin Temple is not the so-called Buddhist holy land, so there is no need to hold on to your dignity. Facing a strong man at the peak level of a grand master, there is no shame in bowing your head and being soft.
I have to say that Master Daoxin was greatly stimulated by what happened this time.
Although there are many first-class masters in Shaolin Temple, they can reach the ultimate level, and he is the only one who can support the appearance.
If he suddenly falls, the Shaolin Temple's momentum may not be able to withstand the covetousness of many heroes.
Ning Daoqi has made many breakthroughs recently, so there is no reason why he can't enter the master level. He plans to go into seclusion and practice hard as soon as he returns.
"This is a great thing to say!"
The other three holy monks nodded in agreement. They were in the same mood as Master Daoxin and planned to go back and practice hard in seclusion.
The inheritance of Buddhism is not bad either, at least there is no shortage of inheritance from advanced masters or even great masters.
It's just that in the past, the four holy monks could solve the problem by coming forward, so there was naturally not much sense of urgency and pressure to become stronger.
But now, not to mention Wu Dong, the leader of Wagang who is as powerful as a god and a demon, Yang Xuangan's strength alone is not something they can match.
As a result, even with the transcendental nature of the four great saintly monks, they could not help but feel a little anxious and eager at this time.
If they can advance to the master level, it will be a good thing for them, the temple behind them, the sect and the entire Buddhist sect.
As for the rest, let's wait until their strength improves.
They didn't even mention the Bronze Palace that was taken away by that big cloud hand and the possible imperial seal inside.
There's no way I can get it back, it's just frustrating to mention it.
As for what Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Chanyuan wanted to do, they didn't bother to care.
In such a time of great changes in the world, improving one's cultivation is the most important. Other powers and prestige are just the icing on the cake.
If you really want to ignore priorities, then you have to bear the consequences.
"It's time for me to say goodbye!"
Ning Daoqi followed the trend and said goodbye together. When he left, he said: "I will be in seclusion for a long time. If there is nothing important, it is better not to disturb me!"
After saying that, he ignored Fan Qinghui's expression and drifted away.
In the end, the only ones left in the meditation hall were Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan and Master Kong.
Fan Qinghui was a little unwilling and looked at Master Kong, hoping to get his full support. She still wanted to struggle.
If we just bow our heads and submit to weakness, all the previous investments made by Cihang Jingzhai and Buddhism will be in vain.
This is not the most important thing. If the Wagang Army really becomes a threat, Cihang Jingzhai will have no room or courage to intervene.
At least, before Wu Dong killed him, Fan Qinghui had a huge false mentality in his heart.
Once Buddhism cannot become the leading force in determining the changes in the world, there will be no need to continue to push Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Chanyuan to take the lead.
If it loses the strong support from other branches of Buddhism, Cihang Jingzhai will really be nothing more than a nunnery.
At least Jing Nian Monastery can still prosper for nearly a hundred years, and the existence of the four Dharma Protectors is enough to support the name of Jing Nian Monastery.
Cihang Jingzhai does not have such a foundation and strength. It cannot allow its disciples to take the initiative to participate in the disputes in the world. If it cannot maintain a high and noble image, the value and influence of the entire sect will be greatly reduced!
There are some things that cannot tolerate Fan Qinghui's hesitation, and she is not qualified to do so...