Venerable Que Que, the eighth disciple of the Buddha, bowed to Qingqu.
Before his voice fell, the seventh disciple, the Venerable Xi Le, took a step forward and saluted Qing Qu: "I am a poor monk, Xi Le, welcome Master Qing Qu!"
boom!
Two extraordinary momentums pressed one on the left and one on the right and rushed towards Qingqu at the same time.
The smile on Qingqu's face did not diminish, he stopped and held hands at the two of them and returned the greeting: "You two eminent monks are very polite."
After saying that, lift your feet and take a step.
tread.
tread.
tread.
Qingqu's footsteps became heavier than before he stopped, making a heavy sound when he landed on the stone steps.
As he walked, he left footprints three inches deep on the hard bluestone steps.
After taking three steps up in a row, my steps became brisk again.
Thumb thump thump!
Que Que and the Venerable Xi Le took three big steps back, one step ten feet, and then their faces turned pale and they looked embarrassed.
The two of them couldn't suppress Qing Qu even though they worked together. Instead, Qing Qu counterattacked with his momentum and forced him back thirty feet, feeling that he was losing face.
"You two..." Qingqu glanced at the two of them and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Not bad."
When Que Que and the Venerable Xi Le heard this, their faces suddenly turned from white to red. They blushed with embarrassment and anger. They clenched their fists fiercely and wanted to fight Qing Qu.
There was a competition, but I didn't dare to be bold in front of the Buddha, so I could only grit my teeth and endure this resentment.
"Amitabha!"
"I haven't seen you for many years. The master of Qingqu Shang is even more majestic than before, which is enviable."
The great disciple Duoku Venerable suddenly said hello to Qingqu.
The sixth disciple who was about to step forward to learn Qingqu's sword power stopped when he heard the sound. He knew that Venerable Duoku did not want to see them continue to lose to Qingqu, because if they continued to lose, the face of Daleiyin Temple would be ruined.
It's going to be lost.
Qingqu raised his head and looked at Venerable Duoku floating on the high mountain in front of him, and replied with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for many years, but Venerable Duoku still likes to stand in a high place and talk to people, which is unpleasant."
"Ah…"
Venerable Duoku sneered.
Immediately, his eyes opened angrily, his palms slammed together in front of his chest, and dazzling Buddha light burst out from his body.
He stood there like a golden Buddha.
Looking closely, I saw that his body suddenly became extremely huge, and the shining golden Buddha head had grown to the height of Jiutian.
Under his gaze, everything in the world is as small as an ant.
"sharp!"
"Senior Brother Duoku has actually cultivated to the point where he becomes one with the Dharma's golden body."
"Let's see how he continues to be arrogant after clearing the channel."
Ada and other venerables all looked at Venerable Duoku and were secretly shocked.
"Ha ha…"
Qingqu suddenly laughed loudly.
Accompanied by laughter, his pace suddenly quickened.
Zheng!
Qingqu didn't have a sword in his hand, but everyone heard the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.
The sword is in Qingqu's heart.
What is unsheathed is his sword intention and sword heart.
The vision of Ada and other venerables suddenly became blurred, and then Qingqu's figure disappeared. They only saw a sword flying on the stone steps.
The flowers, plants and trees on the mountain peaks on both sides of the stone steps all bent their branches towards the sword, as if worshiping.
In front of the Golden Buddha, one does not worship the Buddha, but worships a sword.
This sword dominates the scene, how domineering it is.
Several Venerables in Ada changed their expressions. Just now they were secretly laughing that Qingqu was about to be suppressed by Venerable Duoku, but as soon as Qingqu's sword was unsheathed, they could no longer laugh. They couldn't help but feel nervous for Venerable Duoku.
Get worried.
Whoosh!
Qingqu crossed the remaining thousands of steps in the blink of an eye and climbed to the top of the peak where the Main Hall is located.
As Qingqu's feet crossed the last stone step and reached the top, Venerable Duoku's expression suddenly changed and he took a step back.
This step is a hundred feet away.
His Dharma's golden body was broken.
The air suddenly became quiet.
Venerable Duoku and Venerable Ada all looked ashen.
They originally wanted to suppress Qingqu's arrogance, give him a show of strength, and let him know how powerful Buddhism is, but in the end they shot themselves in the foot.
Qingqu fought against three thousand Buddhist disciples with one man's strength and won a great victory.
They lost the face of Buddhism in front of Qing Qu, the great disciple of the Taoist sect.
Qingqu kept walking and walked straight towards the Main Hall. His eyes passed through the square in front of the hall, passed through the open door of the hall, and collided with the eyes of the Buddha in the hall.
After passing the level and beheading the general, the sword is in full swing.
"Juniors clear the canal and pay homage to the Buddha."
"I would like to say hello to you on behalf of my ancestor."
"I wish you long life and good luck."
Qing Qu walked into the main hall and bowed deeply to the Buddha.
The words are respectful and the etiquette is respectful, but the demeanor is not respectful at all.
The Buddha wanted to suppress his arrogance and save the face of Buddhism, but Qingqu did not get off the slope, but took advantage of the strong sword power and directly collided with the pressure of the Buddha.
"say hello?"
"???????????????Why do I think you are declaring war on behalf of the old man Niubi?"
Buddha asked coldly.
"this…"
"It's just a misunderstanding."
"The Buddhist disciples were really too enthusiastic. They lined the streets to welcome the juniors. The juniors were so excited that they responded even more enthusiastically to the Buddhist disciples."
"Buddha's Mingjian."
Clear the channels and returns.
His body still maintained the posture of bowing and saluting, not because he didn't want to straighten up, but because he was oppressed by the Buddha's momentum and couldn't stand up.
When all the Buddhist disciples outside the main hall heard Qingqu's words, their faces were livid with anger, but they had no shame to enter the main hall and argue with Qingqu.
"Haha, you do know how to say it."
"Don't be so enthusiastic next time. Buddhists can't bear it."
A smile suddenly appeared on Buddha's majestic face.
With this laughter, the pressure on Qingqu's body suddenly dissipated.
When all the Buddhist disciples heard the Buddha's laughter, instead of feeling relaxed, they all hung their heads in shame, feeling that they were all to blame for being useless and causing the Buddha to lose face in front of the Taoist juniors. Otherwise, why would he have said these words to resolve the embarrassment.
"OK, all right."
"I hope the Buddhist disciples will not be so enthusiastic next time. This junior's small body is a bit unable to bear it."
Qingqu smiled and straightened his back.
"Some time ago, I didn't know who wanted to snatch my Heavenly Throne. Do you know who it was?" Buddha asked.
"Ah?!" Qingqu was shocked when he heard this.
This news was really shocking to him.
Can the Heavenly Throne be snatched?
Who is so brave that he dares to covet the throne of Lord Buddha and even takes action?
Qingqu's mind was filled with shock.
What shocked him even more was that this person obviously failed in his action, otherwise Buddha would definitely not be able to sit here properly at this time.
The problem is that this guy's action failed. Not only was he not caught by the Buddha, but his appearance was not even seen by the Buddha. His level of cultivation was terrifyingly strong.
"Could it be the Demon Ancestor or the Demon Ancestor who did it?"
He guessed in his mind.
But this conjecture was immediately rejected, because if the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor had done something, it would be impossible for the Buddha not to be able to detect their identities based on his understanding of them.
When Liu Xiangrong ascended the Heavenly Throne, he was drifting on the sea, so he didn't know about it yet.
"Someone has attained the Heavenly Lord and wants to kick me off the Heavenly Lord's throne and then take my place." Buddha explained. Previously, he had seen Qingqu kill the transcendental realm instantly with his sword power, and he thought that Qingqu was the one who had attained the enlightenment.
Taoist, but after carefully exploring Qingqu's cultivation realm, I found that Qingqu was still in the extraordinary realm, so I felt that it shouldn't be him.
Qingqu was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and then said: "Junior, I didn't quite understand. Please ask the Buddha to explain in detail."
"It means that there are only nine heavenly thrones in the outer world. Anyone who wants to realize the heavenly realm and ascend the heavenly throne must kick the old guys off the heavenly throne to make an empty seat." Buddha said bluntly.
"This this…"
"This is too unfriendly to us latecomers."
"It's not enough to put an ancient curse in front of you, but you also need to put nine Heavenly Lords in front of you?"
"This...who the hell can prove to the Heavenly Lord!"
Qingqu was so angry that he cursed.
The Buddha shook his head and smiled, not blaming Qingqu for offending the Buddhist holy land with his dirty words, because he could understand his mood.
The ten transcendent sages outside the main hall could not help but shake their heads and smile bitterly, empathizing with Qingqu's words.
"Poor Liu Xiangrong, I wonder if he was beaten to the point of crying?"
Qingqu had already guessed who was shaking Tianzun's throne.
However, while sympathizing with Liu Xiangrong, his own mood also became depressed, because he also had plans to reach the Tianzun realm.
There was an ancient curse lying ahead, which made him feel that trying to reach the Heavenly Realm was a near-death challenge. Now, there were nine Heavenly Kings blocking his way, which made him fall into despair.
"Tell me, what did Niubi Lao Tao ask you to do?"
Buddha changed the topic back to the topic.
"Uh..." Qingqu touched his nose in embarrassment.
When Buddha saw this, Mang hurriedly waved his hands and said, "If you want to curse someone, stop saying it."
"It's not a curse word."
"That's probably not a nice thing to say. Just say it. I'm mentally prepared."
"My ancestor said that Buddhism is based on compassion." Qing Qugan said with a smile.
"Haha..." Buddha sneered back, "Do you mean to ask me to be gentler when I beat you?"
"..."
"Say it."
"Ancestor asked you if you knew you were wrong?" Qing Qu said through gritted teeth.
"Insolent!" Buddha was furious.
The Buddhist disciples outside the main hall suddenly raised their eyebrows and widened their eyes, as if they wanted to eat people.
"Well, if the Buddha has no other instructions, I will leave now." Qingqu saluted hurriedly, wanting to escape from here immediately.
Buddha did not speak, but raised his hand and grabbed a sword from the void space.
The entire body of the sword was burning with brilliant yellow flames, exuding supreme majesty.
This sword is called the Great Sun Tathagata Divine Sword.
It is the third-ranked divine sword in the list of Tianwaitian weapons.
"I'm going!" Qingqu was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out of his eyes, and he shouted urgently: "Buddha, it won't happen!"
"Haha..." The Buddha laughed conspiratorially, raised the Divine Sword of the Tathagata, and said: "Don't be afraid, monks are compassionate."
"I believe you!" Qing Qu was so frightened that his hair stood on end.
The sinister smile on the Buddha's face made his hair stand on end. He felt it was ten thousand times scarier than the kind smile on the devil's face, although he had never seen the kind smile on the devil's face.
Zheng!
Taoyao sword is unsheathed.
A flash of silver light pierced through the golden light that filled the hall, brazenly facing the incoming Sun Tathagata Divine Sword.
As Taoyao Sword slashed out, the fear in Qingqu's heart disappeared, replaced by solemnity and a bit of excitement.
That's right, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a hint of excitement.
Because he has wanted to learn Tianzun's sword for a long time, but he has never found the opportunity, and now is a rare and good opportunity.
(I'm taking a day off today, there's only one chapter, sorry.)