That a temple can gain a foothold in the misty continent and be so large shows the power and heritage of Buddhism.
In fact, in the eyes of many people, the Black Lotus Temple is just a group of black-hearted monks. Many of the monks are members of the devil's path. Some of the devil's followers repented, escaped into Buddhism, and became a monk in the Black Lotus Temple, but most of them were
It was because he hid in the Black Lotus Temple to avoid misfortune and pretended to be a monk. Therefore, there was a mixture of real and fake monks in the Black Lotus Temple. How could it not be confusing?
This time, eminent monks from the Buddhist ancestral court were coming to stay temporarily, and the monks from Black Lotus Temple were much restrained.
But the monks of Black Lotus Temple can hide this from other people, so how can they hide it from Xuan Neng, the headmaster of the ancestral family of Buddhism?
However, Xuan Neng turns a blind eye to some things. The situation in Black Lotus Temple is special, and it is too troublesome to deal with it. Xuan Neng does not have the time to waste time on small matters in Black Lotus Temple.
I came here with only one purpose.
That is the Demon Slayer Sect and the remaining scrolls of the Heaven Seizing Book.
When Wan Wujian came to Black Lotus Temple, everyone in the Buddhist ancestral court was surprised.
In the main hall, Wan Wujian stood in front of the eminent monks in the ancestral court of Buddhism, unmoving and calm.
"Wan Wujian, you are so brave, you dare to come here."
An eminent monk who looked like a king sneered.
"I am here to invite you all to come together and discuss some matters on the orders of our sect leader."
Wan Wujian said neither humble nor arrogantly.
"There is nothing left to discuss between us. If you, the Demon Sect, are sensible, just surrender obediently. Otherwise, we will definitely crush the gate of your Demon Sect this time."
A senior monk said.
"As Buddhist monks, you seem to have a more explosive temper than me. This is not good."
Wan Wujian chuckled.
"Don't talk nonsense in front of us. Now that you're here, don't leave."
People like Buddhism will not let Wanwu Jian go.
"The two countries are at war. I am not going to kill the envoy. I am just here to deliver a message. I want to see Master Xuan Neng and I have a letter to send."
Wan Wujian said.
"You are a protector of the Demon Sect, but you are not qualified to see Abbot Xuan Neng. Just show us the letter."
A senior monk spoke calmly, it was Master Liao.
"Master Loku, I heard from Elder Weiwei and Ouyang that you were also in the Blackwater Death Abyss last time. I never expected that you Buddhists also like to be sneaky when doing things."
Wan Wujian said meaningfully.
"What is the Black Water Death Abyss?"
Li Ku frowned and denied it directly.
I just felt a little strange in my heart. The last time I went to the Black Water Death Abyss with Zhenren Peng and Guan Ling, they didn't show up. How did Wan Wujian know about this?
"Master Loku, are you curious, how did I know about this?"
Wan Wujian seemed to have seen through Ku's thoughts and said with a smile.
Liao Ku looked cold and did not speak.
"It was Yu Wei and Ouyang Zhenting who told me that they are in our Demon Sect right now. By the way, I forgot to tell you, Queen Zun Yue of the Tianzun Empire is also here."
Wan Wujian said.
As soon as these words came out, the monks in the Buddhist ancestral court couldn't help but be shocked.
"This is impossible?
Are you trying to sow discord between us and the Tianzun Empire?"
He sneered bitterly.
You can be forgiven for not believing it. Qian Huanchen was injured by the empress of the Tianzun Empire. There is a life-and-death hatred between them. Moreover, everyone knows what kind of character Zun Yue is. How could it be possible for her to have such a character?
Go to the Demon Sect as a guest.
"If I want to instigate a relationship between you, I won't use this superficial method," Wan Wujian shrugged, as if you would believe it or not.
Seeing Wan Wujian's determined look, Liao Ku and the others looked at each other, unsure for a moment whether to pay attention.
"Why is Queen Zunyue in your Demon Sect?"
Liao Ku asked.
"Master Ku, since you were in the Blackwater Death Abyss back then, you should also know what happened at that time?
You think that we in the Demon Sect live only for everyone to shout and beat us, but you don’t know that there are also people who are willing to help us, and the people who help us are so highly cultivated that they can be said to be the best in the world.
It’s not an exaggeration.”
Wan Wujian smiled and said, now that Mr. Mo is his backer, Wan Wujian is very confident when facing these old Buddhist bald donkeys.
Hearing Wan Wujian's words, other eminent monks in the Buddhist ancestral court looked at Ku.
Li Ku frowned, his face darkened, and he was lost in thought.
Soon, Liao Ku's sad face condensed and he remembered something.
"You mean that Mr. Mo?"
Liao Ku said.
"It seems that you know it. Since you know it, there is no need for me to say more. Mr. Mo came out this time to mediate matters between us. Queen Zunyue has given Mr. Mo face, and now you are the only ones left.
The Buddhist Ancestral Court and the Taoist Ancestral Court, I won’t hide it from you, Mr. Mo is waiting in our Demon Sect now, you can decide what to do.”
Wan Wujian smiled.
To be honest, Wan Wujian doesn't want these old bald donkeys in the Buddhist ancestral court to understand the current affairs. It would be best if these old bald donkeys are not convinced, do not give Mr. Mo face, insist on fighting with Mr. Mo, and in the end, are severely beaten by Mr. Mo.
It would be good to have an education.
With the pain in his mind, he carefully recalled the scene about Mr. Mo that he saw in Ouyang Zhenting's mind when he was in the Blackwater Death Abyss.
At that time, Ru Ling, Peng Zhenren, and Master Ku were all suspicious of each other's identity. Now it seems that Mr. Mo is even more powerful than they imagined.
Now even Queen Zunyue has given this Mr. Mo face, so she has to be cautious.
If the Tianzun Empire switches sides and sides with the Demon Sect, and this mysterious Mr. Mo is added to the mix, then this matter will really become a bit tricky.
"Dragon Protector Wan, please keep the letter and I will report it to Abbot Xuanneng."
The bitter tone softened.
"Okay, I'll wait for your news. I can wait, but Queen Zunyue and Mr. Mo don't have the patience to wait for a long time."
Wan Wujian said that he knew that his face was not important enough, so he moved Zun Yue and Mo Hai out.
After Wan Wujian left the Black Lotus Temple, the eminent monks from the Buddhist ancestral court were furious and surrounded Ku to ask about Mr. Mo's origins.
From what Wan Wujian said just now, they knew that even Zunyue wanted to give face to Mr. Mo, so they had to pay attention to it.
Liao Ku also looked helpless. He didn't know Mo Hai at all, and he had never even seen him with his own eyes.
In the backyard of Heilian Temple, in a Zen room.
The senior officials of the Buddhist ancestral court gathered together and reported the situation to Xuan Neng. Xuan Neng's expression remained calm, but when he heard that Zun Yue was already in the Demon Sect, his expression changed slightly.
After some deliberation, the Buddhist ancestral court decided to go to the Demon Sect first to have a look, and then meet up with the Taoist ancestral court to figure out the situation before making any calculations.
At this moment, in the Qingfeng Taoist Temple, after meeting Quan Daoheng, the headmaster of the Taoist ancestral court and the Supreme Elders discussed it and finally decided to go to the Demon Sect upon invitation to clarify the situation.