[Chapter 711 Within three days, the Seven Passes of Jingfan! 】
[Chapter 711: Within three days, the Seven Passes of Jingfan!]
"Passing the Seven Jingfan Passes in three days? Absolutely impossible!"
This is the unanimous opinion of the three masters and the monks of the Jokhang Temple.
Monk Xuanye still had a wry smile on his face, "Dharma protector, it's not that the old monk doesn't believe you, it's just that... in these ten thousand years, only the seventh generation Patriarch Huiguang passed the Seven Jingfan Pass in ten days. In three days, he didn't pass it at all.
It’s possible…”
Patriarch Huiguang is the most respected eminent monk in the Jokhang Temple for thousands of years. He is profound in Buddhism and famous all over the world. Compared with his reputation for martial arts, he is even more famous.
It took this eminent monk ten days to pass the Seven Passes of Jingfan. This has been a record of the Jokhang Temple for so many years.
How is it possible to pass Fengziyue in three days?
Hearing what Monk Xuan Ye said, Feng Ziyue was amused, "So, Kuangren Chu managed to pass through the Seven Jingfan Passes in seven days, surpassing everyone in the Jokhang Temple?"
"this……"
Monk Xuan Ye had a grimace on his face, but he had to admit this fact.
"Thanks to the protector coming here, I know this person's name. He is indeed worthy of the name of a madman. Passing through the Seven Jingfan Passes in seven days is something that has never happened before in the history of the Jokhang Temple..."
Although this is embarrassing, the fact is here and cannot be denied.
What kind of Buddhism does Kuangren Chu know? Why can he pass the Seven Quiet Brahma Passes so easily? Feng Ziyue has a little understanding in his heart, so he is somewhat confident in passing the Seven Quiet Brahma Passes.
"If he can live it, I can live it too, Master Xuanye, don't worry!"
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, but he seemed confident.
"Guardian Feng, are you really sure?" Yun Weixue still frowned slightly, "If you enter the Jingfan Seven Passes, you will not be able to exit within three days, but you will miss this battle..."
Grandmaster-level battles are extremely rare. Every time you watch them, it is a great improvement for martial artists. Even the three great masters do not want to miss the battle between Master Shu and Kuangren Chu.
Seeing Feng Ziyue's calm composure, Sun Yunhe raised his thumbs up.
"The protector is young, but he is very proud. I trust you, Old Sun!"
Bing Xin Jingyue shook her head and smiled. She was also dubious in her heart, but she knew Feng Ziyue's strength best.
"Since Protector Feng has such an idea, let's give it a try!"
She thought for a while and said, "Anyway, there will be a big battle in three days. Although we cannot enter the Sifanchan Monastery, we can hold the battle outside and nothing major will happen..."
Although the story of this decisive battle was widely circulated, time was tight and not many people had time to go to the Jokhang Temple to watch the ceremony.
Regardless of victory or defeat, the three great masters will always try their best to minimize the impact of this decisive battle.
If Feng Ziyue can pass through the Seven Jingfan Passes, enter the Sifan Temple, and really be able to prevent this decisive battle, that would be the best.
Although after listening to Feng Ziyue's introduction, they knew that Kuangren Chu's character could not be used by them, but at least it would be a great benefit if this person could not cause any trouble to one of the four major sects.
This matter was settled like this.
Although the leaders of each academy did not have much expectations, Fengziyue's identity as the guardian of the outer mountain was supported by three masters. They could not say much. Although the ascetic master was not around, they still opened the Seven Levels of Jingfan.
Open the door and let Feng Ziyue in.
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The ascetic tutu who was meditating in seclusion under the Tower of Samsara suddenly opened his eyes.
Opposite him, Kuangren Chu, who had also started to retreat, also opened his eyes at the same time.
"You also sensed it? The donor is indeed extraordinary..."
The ascetic Tutu smiled indifferently, his white beard was trembling, his face was full of smiles, and he looked at the entrance of the Sifan Temple.
"I didn't expect anyone to break through the Seventh Pass of Jingfan. Does he think he can enter here within three days? This person is more confident than you, the donor!"
Kuangren Chu stood up silently, his black cloak fluttering. He turned his head, his face serious, but his eyes flashed with light. There was a smile hidden between the corners of his mouth, and he nodded heavily.
"oh?"
The tone of the ascetic Tutu suddenly became surprised. He looked up and down at Kuangren Chu, as if he was surprised by his reaction.
"Donor, do you have confidence in this person? Do you think he can pass the Seven Jingfan Passes within three days?"
The old monk was really surprised this time.
The man in front of him passed the Seventh Level of Jingfan in seven days. According to his calculations, he had already reached the limit of his time.
Yes, it was precisely because he did not believe in Buddhism and had no obsession in his heart that he was able to live so easily and pass the Seven Jingfan Passes with overwhelming ease. Of course, his excellent martial arts also played a huge role.
The ascetic Tutu calculated over and over again, and the seven days to pass the test were already the limit, and it was impossible for anyone to exceed this time limit.
But judging from Madman Chu's intention, it seems that he is confident that the visitor can pass within three days.
How can this be?
——The goal of the visitor is, of course, to pass through the Seven Jing Brahma Passes and enter the Four Brahma Temple within three days. If not, it would be meaningless.
Moreover, this person is not a monk of the Jokhang Temple. How could he get permission from the pedantic heads of various academies to enter the Seven Levels of Jingfan?
The ascetic tutu scratched his head and felt that he, the abbot of the Jokhang Temple, was the one who was least aware of the situation.
"It seems that my mind has become confused after being in seclusion for a long time. If I don't come down from the mountain and practice it personally, I won't understand the true meaning of Buddhism. I'm wrong! I'm wrong!"
The ascetic Tutu shook his head repeatedly and sighed. He raised his head, smiled at Kuangren Chu and said, "So, this person is an acquaintance of the donor?"
Madman Chu nodded, with a hint of pride between his brows.
"Is he here to help the benefactor?"
Madman Chu shook his head.
Feng Ziyue's coming here was beyond his expectation. However, this was also a reasonable thing. However, this grandson has always been a righteous hero. Obviously, he could not be here to help him. He would probably be here to obstruct him.
Is this the decisive battle for you?
Even so, as long as he has the ability, it doesn't matter!
The ascetic Tutu was even more surprised, "Could it be that this person is here to stop the donor?"
Madman Chu pondered for a moment and nodded. Although he was not completely sure, generally speaking, it should be correct.
Kuangren Chu also knows the situation in Dongming Continent very clearly. There is a conspiracy behind Tianmen. This kind of person will definitely not be liked by Feng Ziyue. If he wants to stop Tianmen's conspiracy, he will obviously choose to help the four major sects.
His own variable must have made him very distressed, right?
Kuangren Chu couldn't help but smile when he thought about this.
Monk Zhang Er was even more puzzled by the ascetic Toutuo. What happened to this man? Someone dared to stop him, but he was still so happy?