1609. Chapter 1609 Monthly Ticket for the Buddhist Festival)
The vast starry sky is filled with Buddha clouds.
The golden clouds are millions, thousands, and billions of miles long, suspended in the starry sky.
Above the golden clouds, there are many ancient temples, and monks are walking in the air, in groups of two or three, whispering to each other and smiling.
When Qin Xuan and others came, the Buddha's light alone seemed to have a calming effect.
"This is the semi-immortal artifact from the Mahayana Pure Land, the Three Thousand Pure Lands!?"
Yun Yu couldn't help but was speechless, waiting for Qin Xuan's order in the starry sky.
Qin Xuan slowly stood up and took a look at this semi-immortal weapon.
"Get down!"
He, Qin Yan'er and Xiao Wu stood side by side.
Along with the golden light flying through the sky, four figures landed on a golden cloud.
A child monk hurriedly came over and looked at Qin Xuan and the others, "Seniors, do you have an invitation?"
Xiao Wu waved his hand and handed the invitation to the young monk.
"It turns out it's Senior Liao Chen from Yichan Temple!" The child monk smiled. He glanced at Qin Xuan and the others from the corner of his eye, seeming to ask.
"As my friends, come here together to watch the grand event!" Xiao Wu said softly, "Xiao Ni's master should have made an explanation long ago."
"It turns out that we are here to observe the ceremony. Seniors, please!" The child monk quickly saluted and led Qin Xuan and others forward.
Qin Xuan glanced at Xiao Wu indifferently, Xiao Wu was satisfied, shook his head and said: "Master mentioned this on his own initiative, to make up for his previous disrespect."
Xiao Wu sighed softly. Shen Nian had previously regarded Qin Xuan as a villain, but after Qin Xuan showed his strength, he became even more awed.
Although some of Qin Xuan's words may sound arrogant, they have their own unique meaning.
In this vast starry sky, there are countless sentient beings. The strong are respected, and those who are afraid of power but not virtuous are just like this.
Qin Xuan said lightly: "That's all, it saves you some trouble!"
"You want to appear in the name of Qin Changqing? Are you taking the initiative to attract the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but speak. She had been worried for a long time, and it seemed that this was the only possibility that could explain Qin Xuan's current actions.
Never covered his face, never concealed himself.
If Fenglei Wuwu Sect was not aware of it while walking openly in this cultivation world, Xiao Wu really doubted whether Fenglei Wuwu Sect was a major Immortal Vein sect.
"It doesn't count!" Qin Xuan said lightly: "But if Fengleiwuwu Sect really wants to take revenge, you can do it!"
"I have a method in my hand that I have been waiting for for a long time. I can use it just before the secret realm of Xianyuan opens."
Xiao Wu said helplessly: "You are provoking the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect so that you can severely damage another immortal vein!"
"This time, you will be like last time..."
She remembered Qin Xuan's terrifying chest cavity, broken arm, and near-death appearance.
Qin Xuan did not answer, he just said lightly: "Let's join the grand party!"
Qin Xuan stepped slowly, his clothes as white as snow, towards the three thousand Buddha clouds.
This is a semi-immortal weapon. It is the most powerful treasure in the Mahayana Pure Land. It is said to be able to suppress heavenly catastrophes. In the course of history, it has blocked countless catastrophes and even blocked immortals.
Qin Xuan's eyes were long and wandering, and his feet were as if he were stepping on flat ground amid the golden clouds.
With the boy monk leading the way, a group of four people entered the Yichan Temple together.
This is a small courtyard with many monks inside, all wearing the same clothes as Xiao Wu.
Yizen Temple is only a third-grade sect. In the grand gathering of Buddhism and Taoism, it is not Yizen Temple's turn to occupy an ancient temple.
Qin Xuan noticed with a little awareness that there were fifteen great realms among them, as well as some juniors.
"Junior Sister Liaochen!"
"Senior Sister Liaochen!"
When Xiao Wu stepped into this place, there were many monks with extraordinary talents who were very polite.
Some people's eyes glanced at Qin Xuan and the others, some were surprised, some were solemn, and some were even more confused.
Xiao Wu returned the greetings one by one, but Qin Xuan didn't care at all.
In the main courtyard, there are three or five high-ranking Buddhist masters sitting under a golden tree.
The leader was an old monk, who was as dead as a rotten tree and whose breath was extremely silent.
However, no one dares to underestimate this person. The master of Yichan Temple is a high-ranking Mahayana person. Once, this temple master once made a move and shocked and killed a genius of his generation who was famous among the stars.
The old monk Yichan never planned to enter the immortal list. Later, his age did not allow him to enter the immortal list, and no one was famous for him anymore. However, people who know Yichan Temple know that the temple master was once terrible.
In fact, many powerful people in the world of cultivation are like this.
There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Even if it is an immortal list, it is not absolute.
"Temple Master, this time, Lingyun has come out of seclusion." A monk looked at the old monk with a solemn face.
"I have inquired before, and Lingyun visited the Mahayana Pure Land and seems to have stayed at this grand event. I hope the temple owner will be careful!"
A monk was worried and looked at the old monk.
"This calamity will come naturally. Cause and effect are destined." The old monk slowly said, "When I killed the ancestor of Lingyun, I had already expected this."
He lowered his eyes and said, "You don't have to worry!"
At this moment, a young monk walked into the courtyard and whispered a few words. The expressions of several Mahayana monks present changed slightly.
"Liao Chen is back? Also coming with him is Bai Yi, who is the Demon Lord!?"
"Hiss, why is that Demon Lord here? The Taixuan Saint Sect will also come to watch the Buddhist grand event!"
"This demon lord is extraordinary. I'll welcome you soon!"
Even when he was meditating, he couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly, slowly stood up, and walked out of the main courtyard.
Not long after, a group of five eminent monks saw Qin Xuan.
Yichan's white eyebrows moved slightly, he flicked his sleeves slightly, and all the other disciples around him disappeared and appeared elsewhere.
"Izen, I have met the Demon Lord!" He saluted slowly.
"I've seen the Demon Lord!" The other four eminent monks couldn't help but salute.
Qin Xuan glanced at the five monks lightly, "Xiao Wu, I'm sorry to bother you all!"
"Liao Chen's extraordinary talent is my blessing to Yichan Temple. How can I say troublesome? You are so polite, Demon Lord!" Yichan said slowly.
Qin Xuan put his hands behind his hands and said, "I will stay here for a while, waiting for the Buddhist grand event to start. You can do as you please!"
He glanced at Yichan and said, "If there is any trouble, for Xiao Wu's sake, I can help you solve it!"
"Even someone with fifteen great immortal veins can do it. If I want to kill him, no one can stop him!"
Such arrogance made the four great monks take a deep breath, and even their eyes paused slightly while they were meditating.
"A monk has already escaped from the world of mortals and avoided cause and effect, so how could there be any trouble? I understand the love of the Demon Lord!" He bowed slowly, "It is my great fortune that the Demon Lord has come to visit me.
I'm going to make arrangements now!"
He immediately shot out a spiritual light, and then said: "Demon Lord, two donors, please!"
Yichan led Qin Xuan, while Xiao Wu looked a little strange.
The temple master of Yichan Temple is famous for being old-fashioned and mean. Even when the Supreme Immortal Pulse comes here, this temple master has never been so respectful and polite, but now Xiao Wu feels a little weird.
Qin Xuan seemed to see Xiao Wu's doubts and said calmly: "Because he knows very well that I can kill him and even destroy Yichan Temple, but the Immortal Vein Supreme may not be able to. With such strength, he dare not be disrespectful."
He did not hide it, and his gentle words made the master of Yizen Temple smile.
"What the Demon Lord said makes sense!"
"Qin Xuan, you..." She opened her mouth slightly, how could she say such words like this? Wouldn't it be better to use voice transmission.
"He can also hear the sound transmission." Qin
Xuan said calmly.
Yichan was slightly startled. He turned to look at Qin Xuan, seeming a little surprised.
"Demon Lord, what you said makes sense!"
He smiled, but there was a trace of heart palpitations in his smile. He felt that under this white clothes...