Abbot Wisdom's cassock fluttered, his feet stepped on the air, and his body flew directly to the door of Wuliang Temple.
"Master Ning'an Temple, this place is too small to perform. Let's go to the top of the mountain and fight."
Abbot Huizhi said.
"Okay, that's exactly what I meant."
Zeng Anan waved his whisk, his body moved like a butterfly, and climbed directly to the top of the mountain.
Mo Weiguo and Zhou Xiaorong looked at each other helplessly.
"Xiao Rong, let's go up and take a look. We can't let them really fight with their lives."
Mo Weiguo said.
Zhou Xiaorong nodded. The two of them didn't know that their son had come back. Their thoughts at the moment were all on Zeng An'an and Abbot Huizhi.
Seeing Abbot Huizhi and Master Ning'an go to the peak for a duel, a group of onlookers below started talking.
"Master, the aura on Huanggong Mountain is stronger than the aura within our sect. If the Buddhist sect can establish a temple here, can our sect also establish a branch here?"
"Junior sister's words make sense. Master, our Shenxue Sect is now the leader of the hidden sect in China, and I think the Huanggong Mountain is very large, enough for us to establish a branch. Why does the Infinite Temple occupy such resources?"
The two young men from Shenxue Sect couldn't help but say.
"I have proposed this matter before, but the sect owner did not agree."
The old man said.
"Why don't you agree?
Huanggong Mountain is uniquely endowed with spiritual energy resources. If we occupy this place, it will be of infinite benefit to the future development of our Shenxue Sect."
"There are some things you don't understand. This Infinite Monastery occupied Huanggong Mountain thirty years ago when its spiritual energy was just recovering. Do you think this is just a coincidence?
The master of Wuliang Temple, his lay name is Zeng An'an, but he is the granddaughter of Zeng Jinren, Mr. Zeng. You should all know who Mr. Zeng is, right?"
The old man whispered.
"I've heard that too, but even if Immeasurable View has a background, it can't occupy the spiritual energy resources, right?"
The old man's male disciple muttered.
"Let's take a look first. As long as Buddhism is opened today, Huanggong Mountain will probably become a place for various sects to compete for in the future."
The old man said.
Mo Hai also heard the conversation between Shenxuemen and the others, but he didn't have too many emotional fluctuations. This is normal.
Wulianguan established a spirit gathering array in Huanggong Mountain, trapping most of the spiritual energy, which naturally aroused dissatisfaction from others. However, Wulianguan has a background. Even if others are dissatisfied, there is nothing they can do about it. There is no pure-hearted saint in this world.
, Spiritual energy is just like the oil resources in the industrial revolution, it is indispensable. For the sake of resources, a world war may occur. Now the spiritual energy resources on the earth are mainly concentrated in China. It would be good if there has been no world war in the past thirty years.
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Mo Hai should also consider this matter.
Now that the recovery of spiritual energy on the earth has entered a stable stage, and everyone has accepted the existence of spiritual energy and cultivation, the next step is the issue of resource allocation.
"Girls, do you have any intention to join our Shenxue Sect?"
While waiting, the old man from Shenxuemen couldn't help but look at Wang Xueyun and others, and asked with a smile.
Although Wang Xueyun and other girls are not students of the six major colleges of cultivating immortals, their cultivation is not bad, and they even have the possibility of becoming inner disciples of the Shenxue Sect. The old man tentatively asked, if he could earn more for the Shenxue Sect,
A disciple with good qualifications is also good.
"Old sir, we still want to try the Infinite View assessment."
Wang Xueyun said that Shenxuemen is good, but Wuliang Temple is the dream place for many female cultivators.
"You really don't know how to praise me. My master said this to ensure that you can definitely enter our Shenxue Sect. To be honest, when our Shenxue Sect's reputation is so great, I don't know where the Infinite View is?
You should not reject my master's kindness."
The old man's female disciple said.
"Junior sister, everyone has their own ambitions, so it's not easy to force yourself."
On the other hand, the old man's male disciple persuaded with a smile that men will always maintain their grace in front of beautiful women.
The old man also smiled and sighed slightly in his heart. It seems that the reputation of Shenxuemen is not enough. In other words, many people want to join Wuliangguan mainly for the spiritual energy resources of Wuliangguan.
The old man looked at Abbot Huizhi and Ning'an Temple, who were fighting on the mountain peak, and fell into deep thought. If Buddhism could really build a temple on Huanggong Mountain, they Shenxue Sect might also come and occupy a place.
"boom!"
On the top of the mountain, there was a sudden loud noise, a burst of light exploded, and the shock wave spread to the crowd. However, everyone ignored the aftermath of this power and looked up eagerly.
After a long time, Abbot Huizhi, Master Ning'an, Mo Weiguo, Zhou Xiaorong and his wife came down from the mountain peak.
People from the Buddhist sect, as well as the female disciples from Wuliang Temple, came forward one after another to inquire about the situation.
"The winner has been decided, Ning'an Guanzhu narrowly won with one move."
Mo Weiguo said.
As soon as this statement came out, one family was happy and the other was worried. Except for Wuliangguan, I am afraid that most of the people present hoped that Buddhism would settle in Huanggong Mountain.
Even ordinary people hope that Buddhism will settle in Huanggong Mountain. After all, Huanggong Mountain will be able to add another piece of scenery.
As for sects such as Shenxue Sect, they naturally prefer that Buddhism can settle in Huanggong Mountain. As long as someone sets a precedent, the gates of Huanggong Mountain can also be opened to other sects in the future.
It's just that now, even Buddhism is powerless, and I'm afraid other sects are even more powerless. The foundation of any sect in China is not as profound as Buddhism.
"Abbot Huizhi actually lost. It's really unbelievable. The master of Ning'an Temple has such a high level of cultivation?"
Many people lamented that they had no choice but to make Ning'an Guanzhu look like a young girl. The majestic Shaolin abbot was defeated by a young girl. It was really embarrassing.
"How can this be?"
The old man of Shenxue Sect was a little hard to accept. He subconsciously looked at Mo Hai and really asked this boy to make it right.
Wang Xueyun and others were quite excited. Seeing that Ning'an Temple Master was so powerful, they were also honored.
The Buddhist people headed by Abbot Huizhi looked ugly, said nothing, pushed away the crowd, and left in a hurry.
"Everyone, please leave. If you are here to take the Infinite View assessment, please stay."
Mo Weiguo said loudly.
"Let's go too."
The old man from Shenxue Sect sighed slightly, expressing his helplessness.
"My little friend, aren't you leaving?"
The old man had already taken a few steps, and when he turned around and saw Mo Hai still standing there, he couldn't help but ask.
"I still have something to do."
Mo Hai said.
"Do you really know the master of Ning'an Temple?"
The old man was a little surprised.
"Do you think I'm joking?"
Mo Hai smiled.
"Well."
Seeing Mo Hai's indifferent expression, the old man really didn't know what to say.
The old man came here today, firstly to help Huizhi, and secondly, because he wanted to chat with Ning'an Guanzhu, but now it seems that there is nothing to talk about.
Although he was a little curious about Mo Hai, it was not enough to make the old man linger. He smiled helplessly, no longer focused on Mo Hai, and accelerated to catch up with Abbot Huizhi and others.
Soon, in the small square in front of Wuliang Temple, there was only a group of women who came to take the assessment. At this time, Mo Hai, a man, became particularly conspicuous.
"Little sea!?"
Finally, Zhou Xiaorong noticed Mo Hai and thought she was dazzled. After looking at it for a while, she exclaimed.
Mo Weiguo, who was communicating with the master of Ning'an Temple, was startled when he heard his wife's cry. He quickly looked around. When he saw his son with a smile on his face, he was stunned for a while.
Zeng Anan also looked shocked and surprised. No one expected that Mo Hai would suddenly appear here.
Zhou Xiaorong, Mo Weiguo, and Zeng Anan came running over one after another.
"Xiao Hai, you are finally back."
Zhou Xiaorong hugged her son. Her mother's love for her son was always warm.
Mo Weiguo, on the other hand, kept nodding his head, suppressing his excitement.
Zeng An'an stood aside, watching with a complicated and excited expression.
"mom."
"dad."
Mo Hai shouted with a smile.
Wang Xueyun and others couldn't help but look stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't expect that Mo Hai was actually the son of the president of the Pucheng City Cultivation Association.