Follow Puxuan through the chaotic Yun'an Temple, all the way to the Main Hall.
As the core main hall of any temple, the Mahavira Hall enshrines the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, which is generally regarded as the "biggest" Buddha in Buddhism.
"Fang, abbot..."
In the temple, there were several monks who had not escaped just now, but were hiding here to pray for the Buddha's "protection".
When they saw Pu Xuan come in, they hurried out and asked:
"Fang, just now that was..."
"Oh, it's okay, don't panic."
Pu Xuan looked at Wei Changtian who was silent behind him, and said softly: "Everyone, get out."
"yes......"
Several monks looked at each other and then at the expressionless Wei Changtian, with the fear caused by the candle dragon still remaining in their eyes.
However, no matter what doubts they had, they naturally did not dare to go against Pu Xuan's words, so they quickly ran out of the hall in a hurry.
As soon as they left, only Puxuan and Wei Changtian were left in the huge Mahavira Hall, as well as a golden and majestic Buddha statue.
"Master Wei..."
Turning around to look at Wei Changtian, Pu Xuan lowered his head slightly.
He did not immediately point out the old beggar's hiding place, but first asked softly:
"I wonder what you will do after seeing those two people?"
"You don't have to worry about it."
Wei Changtian narrowed his eyes: "In other words, I will do whatever you think I will do."
"I understand..."
Nodding, Pu Xuan sighed helplessly.
"Well, Mr. Wei, maybe you don't want to hear any explanation, but I still want to tell you why I took these two people in."
"oh?"
Wei Changtian was not in a hurry, but glanced at Pu Xuan with interest: "Just say what you want to say."
"good......"
Pu Xuan looked back at the tall statue of Sakyamuni, paused for a moment and then said slowly:
"Mr. Wei, that old man dressed like a beggar is actually from my Buddhist sect."
"I know that."
Wei Changtian nodded slightly: "Then what? Are you going to say that he practiced some evil skills and was expelled from Buddhism?"
"...It's not an evil act."
Facing Wei Changtian's disdain, Pu Xuan's expression did not change at all, he just explained seriously:
"Young Master should have seen his Dharma appearance last night. At first glance, it was indeed quite terrifying, like an evil Buddha."
"But in fact, it was not because of any evil skills, but because he practiced too many and too complicated skills."
"What's the meaning?"
After hearing Pu Xuan's words, Wei Changtian's pupils shrank slightly as he suddenly recalled the unique Taoist "escape" magical power that the old beggar used when he escaped last night.
"Is it possible that he can cultivate both Buddhism and Taoism?"
"There are more than just Buddhist and Taoist families..."
Pu Xuan shook his head: "There are also witches, Gu, Confucianism, Demons... I don't know how many there are, but he should have tried most of the cultivation paths in the world."
"It's just that the cultivation paths of each sect are different, and some are even completely different. The mutual influence will naturally produce some good or bad variables."
"And the evil Buddha's Dharma is one of these many variables..."
"..."
In his ears, Pu Xuan's voice was calm and certain, proving that what he said was probably not made up, and was at least 90% true.
As a result, Wei Changtian was inevitably stunned.
Good guy.
Hodgepodge???
Although there is no such thing as "exclusive" cultivation methods in this world, in fact very few people practice both methods at the same time.
After all, a martial artist's time is very precious. If one family doesn't have enough training, how can one find the time to learn a "second major"?
What's more important is that "multiple cultivation" is really limited in the improvement of warriors, and may even have counterproductive effects.
As Pu Xuan said, the approaches of each school are very different, and some have nothing in common.
As a result, practicing two techniques at the same time will easily lead to "going crazy".
I originally thought of becoming stronger, but ended up getting weaker, and I had to risk my life if I didn't know.
Naturally, no one does such a thankless task, which ultimately leads to the fact that almost no one can "double cultivation".
Not to mention "cultivate more".
But now, listening to Pu Xuan's words, it is undoubtedly incredible that the old beggar has "cultivated" at least five or six more methods and is not crazy yet.
If this is true, it can only explain two things.
One, he is very lucky.
Second, he is a genius in cultivation.
but......
"How do you know this?"
Suddenly, Wei Changtian's tone turned cold and he asked a very crucial question.
Pu Xuan did not answer immediately, but slowly closed his eyes, and after a long time he said with great difficulty:
"He is my big brother..."
"..."
There is no doubt that Wei Changtian never expected to hear such an answer.
Is that old beggar the eldest brother of this bald donkey?
Not to mention, when you think about it, these two people do look a bit alike.
But that’s not right either.
If they are really two brothers, their cultivation talents should be about the same.
Why is it that now one of them obviously has strength that is not ordinary second-grade, and the other is only fourth-grade?
What great opportunity did the old beggar get?
A series of questions quickly flashed through Wei Changtian's mind, and Pu Xuan had no intention of further explanation. He just opened his eyes and said bitterly:
"Master Wei, now you know why the poor monk hid him in the temple."
"Brotherhood is understandable."
Wei Changtian looked directly at Pu Xuan, his voice was very calm, but the aura around him had begun to surge secretly.
It was obvious that he had realized something thanks to the latter's "candor".
If Pu Xuan was really a brother to the old beggar, then how could he betray the latter so easily.
Just because of a mere Yunan Temple?
impossible.
Then, there is a high probability that this is not a "betrayal", but a trap for oneself...
"Abbott, are you trying to make me die?"
When the conversation changed, Wei Changtian sneered and directly pierced the window paper, while his left hand was already pressed on the hilt of the Longquan Sword.
The second-grade power that was almost solidified was already suppressed in the entire Main Hall, but Pu Xuan seemed to have no feeling about it, and his expression was still so bitter.
"Alas, Mr. Wei, even this poor monk doesn't want to be like this."
"It's just that he is the relative of the poor monk after all. The poor monk cannot just watch him die at your hands."
"I'm sorry..."
"Bang! Bang bang bang!!"
As Pu Xuan finished his last words, several of the originally open palace doors suddenly closed one after another, instantly isolating the inside and outside of the palace.
Then, at the next moment, the tall Buddha statue standing in the center of the hall slowly lit up with golden light.
And in this gradually becoming dazzling Buddha's light, Sakyamuni slowly opened his eyes.