In the hinterland of Zhongzhou, there is the top of a high mountain. This is almost the highest mountain in the hinterland of Zhongzhou.
People from Tianluo Baosha and people under Chu Xiu's command had gathered here and were waiting.
They are waiting for the Sanskrit people.
The Brahma Sect and the Tianluo Bosha have been fighting each other for such a long time, but they actually have a tacit understanding.
Both sides used all their methods and killed nearly ten warriors from each other. Now, it was time to see each other through and fight for the final battle.
After this battle, only the final winner will be able to participate in the battle for the Great Luo Shrine.
Although there are six places competing for the Great Luo Shrine, even if the extra places are given to people from the Dao Sect or the Southern and Eastern Regions, they do not want to give them to each other.
There were many warriors gathered at the foot of the mountain, watching.
Tianluo Baosha and the Brahma Sect fight to the death. This kind of scene is difficult to see in the outside world except in Zhongzhou.
Although there have been frequent conflicts between the Tianluo Pagoda and the Brahma Sect over the years, these were small-scale, and only a handful of such large-scale actions were committed now.
This kind of scene is rare, so even if they waste this day snatching tokens and soul crystals, it is still worth it.
Fajing and Chu Xiu stood on the top of the mountain at the same time. One was in white, the other was in black, one was bald, one had long hair, one had his eyes closed, and the other had cold eyes. They had a very symmetrical and harmonious feeling.
"Master Fa Jing."
"Um?"
Chu Xiu looked forward and said: "Actually, I have always had a question, why are the Brahma Sect and Tianluo Baosha fighting so seriously?"
Fa Jing was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect that Chu Xiu would ask such a question.
It seems to be common sense that the Brahma Sect and the Tianluo Bosha fought from the lower world to the Daluotian. Both sides fought to the death. Therefore, he never thought that anyone would ask them why they wanted to fight.
After a pause, Fa Jing said in a deep voice: "There is no right or wrong in the dispute over orthodoxy. Buddhist orthodoxy can only have one voice.
I, Tianluo Baosha, firmly believe that my Zen sect is the most outstanding, and the Sanskrit religion also believes so, so only one of us can stand in the end."
Chu Xiu glanced at Fa Jing in slight surprise, as if he didn't expect that he would speak so straightforwardly without any cover-up.
Chu Xiu nodded clearly and said: "From this point of view, the dispute between the two factions in the Western Region can be summed up in one sentence, that is, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say."
Although Chu Xiu's conclusion was correct, Fa Jing still felt a little awkward.
Their Tianluo Pagoda is a holy land of Buddhism. In addition to showing fists with Brahma and treating other people, they can actually convince others with their virtue.
Fa Jing frowned slightly and explained: "Donor Chu, it's okay for you to understand this way, but..."
Before Fa Jing could finish speaking, a powerful wave came from the distance.
The power of rules lingers in the air, stirring the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth.
The vitality of heaven and earth in Zhongzhou is pure and has no attributes, but when stirred by the power of rules, it blooms with little golden rays of the sun.
Xingara, here we come!
A group of Sanskrit monks dressed in slightly weird costumes gradually climbed to the top of the mountain, each of them showing their aura to the extreme.
Compared with the monks of Tianluo Temple, the momentum of these Sanskrit monks may seem a little uneven, but every power is blooming, and there is a strange balance among the seemingly chaotic.
Fajing said with a hint of disgust: "The so-called three supreme gods and Buddhas enshrined by the Brahma religion have incarnated thousands of times, but in the end they evolved to the point where even I don't recognize them.
How can such a chaotic existence dare to claim that it is a god or a Buddha? It is just mixed but not refined!"
Xing Jialuo's voice came coldly: "Mixed but not refined? There are many avenues, but they lead to the same destination through different paths.
Even though I, the three gods of the Brahma sect, have taken on countless incarnations, each of them can reach the ultimate perfection and return to their origins!"
At this time, Xingjialuo looked at Chu Xiu again, with a cold look in his eyes: "Chu Xiu, I didn't expect that I didn't find you, and you actually walked together with the monks like Tianluo Baosha.
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"I killed Maliha." Chu Xiu suddenly said.
Xingara subconsciously wanted to speak, but his expression suddenly changed.
"What did you say!?"
Chu Xiu said calmly: "I said, I killed Moliha. Isn't this the answer you have been looking for all this time?
I also got hold of his illusion skills. Not to mention, they are really easy to use. Although this guy is not very strong, his attainments in illusion skills may not even be matched by the martial arts.
As for the body, it seems that I buried it somewhere randomly. Wherever the grass grows thicker, that’s probably where it was buried.”
"Chu Xiu! You are looking for death!"
Xingara's eyes showed anger, not only because Chu Xiu killed Maliha, but also because Chu Xiu actually said these things in front of him.
You must know that he has been pursuing this matter for such a long time, and he even went so far as to find the Paradise Demon Palace for it, and took on a lot of karma.
In fact, now, all he wants is to capture Chu Xiu, force out the truth, and enjoy the pleasure.
In fact, he has almost guessed the whereabouts of Maha. The truth is not important, what is important is the process.
So at this time, Chu Xiu actually told the truth directly. Xingara was furious not because Mahaliha was killed, but because Chu Xiu ruined the process of him enjoying pleasure.
Chu Xiu said lightly: "Many people have said this, but it's a pity that I, Chu Xiu, have been looking for death for so long, but I haven't found him yet.
Otherwise, please trouble Palace Master Xingara... Oh no, it should be Palace Master Xingara now, can you help me look for it?"
The onlookers at the foot of the mountain looked at Chu Xiu with a strange look, and some even felt a little admiration.
After all, there are not many people in Daluotian who dare to speak so forcefully to the Brahma Sect.
Most of them know the identity of the successor of the ancient Chu Xiu and his identity as the county governor of Huangtian Pavilion.
It is a pity that this identity does not mean anything in the eyes of Sanskrit.
The entire Huangtian Pavilion combined is no match for a temple of the Brahma Sect, and the Brahma Sect doesn't even pay attention to a Martial Immortal.
In the view of Sanskritism, the so-called Ancient Master is no different from a casual warrior, and Dingtian can only be regarded as a stronger casual warrior.
Moreover, although the Brahma Sect can be considered a lineage of Buddhism, in fact, their actions are much more ruthless than those of the Tianluo Pagoda, and they have never had so many worries.
Xingara did not continue to be angry at this time. Instead, he turned his gaze to Fajing, with a half-smile on his face and said: "Fajing, I thought that you people in Tianluo Temple are not that easy to kill, but
I never thought that you would eventually choose to cooperate with Chu Xiu, this is not your style of Tianluo Baosha."
Fajing still closed his eyes and said calmly: "Why can't I cooperate with the donor Chu? I originally wanted to kill the heretics of the Brahma religion, and we, the Tianluo Baosha, all wanted to unite.
Buddhism is so magnificent and boundless, it’s not that it can’t accommodate people, it’s just that it can’t tolerate heretics like you.”
A strange smile appeared on Xingara's face and he said: "Really? But do you know who the person you tolerate is? How much karma does he bear on him?
Chu Xiu does all kinds of evil, kills without calculation, and has created countless causes and effects in Da Luo Tiandu. Do you know these?"
Speaking of this, Xingara suddenly said loudly: "Everyone, please show up. Today is a battle to resolve the cause and effect. It is not only the cause and effect between my Brahma Sect and Tianluo Baosha, but also the cause and effect between you and Chu Xiu.
It must be ended together."
As Xingara's words fell, several more forces flew up from the bottom of the mountain and landed on the top of the mountain.
Seeing these people, the expressions of everyone present suddenly changed, and they all started talking.
One of them was wearing an ancient bronze battle armor, and his exposed arms were covered with strange blood-colored tattoos. This person was Zhuo Bufan, the master of the War Soul Palace, a strong man in the half-step martial arts realm.
There was another person holding a black long sword and wearing a black robe dancing in the wind. What he exuded was actually extremely pure demonic energy.
He was also accompanied by Yan Zhifei and other disciples of the Tianxia Sword Sect. The most important thing was that the aura exuded by this one looked like a martial immortal but was not a martial immortal, which was somewhat unpredictable.
This is the World Sword Sect, the master of Jiuyou Sword Peak, Yi Guixie. Anyway, the outside world has already heard that Yi Guixie has already entered the half-step martial arts realm a few years ago. Even if he is already a martial arts immortal at this time,
, no one will be surprised.
There were only three people on the other side, but their momentum was extraordinary.
The leader was wearing dazzling golden clothes and a red sun crown. His face was masculine and handsome, and he was half-step into the martial arts realm.
This person is Ouyang Sheng, a disciple of Yuanyang Tianzun among the ancient saints. He was a famous figure in the world more than ten years ago.
To ordinary warriors, the ancient masters are mysterious and powerful, but in fact, the ninth level of martial arts and the ancient masters are also strong and weak.
The lineage of Zhenlong Divine General and Gu Yue Venerable belong to the ordinary ones, while the lineage of Xinghe Sanren is recognized as one of the strongest among the ancient saints, and the same is true for the lineage of Yuanyang Tianzun.
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In fact, Ouyang Sheng had already stepped out of the world and started practicing more than ten years ago, and his performance was extremely outstanding. He became famous in the world and could directly inherit the Taoist lineage of Yuanyang Tianzun.
But this time the Da Luo Shrine opened early, and for some reason, he also came.
Xu Jiang and Chen Jiulong were standing behind him. They all had a good relationship with each other. It was obvious that he stood up for these two people today.
And besides them, there are actually quite a few casual warriors or people from small sects around here.
Of course, they had more reasons to come here, because they were all people who had been robbed by Chu Xiu. Seeing that everyone was going to besiege Chu Xiu, it would be strange that they didn't take action to add insult to injury.
Seeing that so many people had appeared on the Sanskrit side in the blink of an eye, the expressions of all the monks in Tianluo Temple changed, except Fa Jing.
Xingjia Luo sneered and said: "Monk Fajing, didn't you just say that Buddhism is boundless and can accommodate people? Can you tolerate these people? Can you help Chu Xiu carry it!?"