God level negative second generation

The magnificent ancient temple is already approaching.

Yu Fan walked alone. Because of his high cultivation base, the surrounding monks of the first and second heavens could not see the strength of his aura. Therefore, most people thought he was just an ordinary tourist, and few people took the initiative. Talk to him.

The gate of the temple is open, and there is a sign next to it, which reads: This temple temporarily refuses to visit tourists.

There are two young novice monks guarding both sides of the door, who will come forward to greet anyone who approaches.

If you are a tourist, you will politely decline and tell the temple that it will not open until a few days later.

If you are a self-proclaimed practitioner, you should test the depth of your cultivation base a little bit, and if you really have a cultivation base, you will be allowed to enter, otherwise you will be persuaded to leave.

——Because many of the practitioners live in seclusion in the deep mountains and are not easy to find, the invitation of Master Nima of the "Practice Congress" is only to call on everyone to participate, and no pass such as invitation card has been issued.

Those monks who just arrived walked to the gate, and they only had to report their origins and release a wisp of true energy to pass the test.

When Yu Fan came to the door, the two young monks recognized him immediately and said with a smile: "Brother Yu Fan, you are finally here. The abbot has been waiting for a long time. He told us to let you go as soon as we see you." You go to meet him in his meditation room."

"Okay, thank you two senior brothers." Yu Fan saluted politely, not surprised, and under the surprised eyes of other monks, he directly entered the temple gate and walked to the meditation room area deep in the temple.

A young monk with a cultivation level of the first level couldn't help asking: "Little master, who is that person? Why did you let him in without even needing a cultivation test?"

The little novice smiled and said: "Back to the benefactor, the honored guest of our abbot who came in just now has a deep foothold and is powerful. He is an important participant in this conference."

"Strong? I can't feel his aura at all. Could it be that he is already extremely strong at a young age?" The person who asked was even more surprised.

The little novice smiled and said nothing.

The rest of the people suddenly became more curious.

After Yu Fan entered the gate of the temple, he walked all the way, and from time to time he met a few practitioners who came to participate in the conference. The strength was different, but most of them had already reached the first level.

The monks of the Jokhang Temple were busy receiving these distinguished guests from afar. Many young novice monks who had not embarked on the road of practice seized the opportunity and tried to do more to win the recognition of the masters. Get the opportunity to comprehend the profound Dharma and practice the magic of the World Honored One.

Most of the monks in the monastery knew Yu Fan. When they met him, they put their palms together in salute, calling him "senior brother" or "little friend".

Coming here, Yu Fan felt a little more relaxed.

Especially after seeing those powerful practitioners, he gained a lot of confidence, and his worries about the church suddenly faded a lot.

After a while, he finally bypassed the noisy front hall and nave, and came to the meditation room at the back of the temple.

The vicinity of the abbot's meditation room is very quiet, and the voices of practitioners chatting in front of him cannot be heard, only the sound of wooden fish full of special rhythms echoes.

Yu Fan came to the door, knocked on the door, and said to the inside: "Master, I'm here."

Before he finished speaking, the door creaked and opened by itself.

In the meditation room, a benevolent elderly monk is sitting on a futon, beating wooden fish, and reciting scriptures.

Seeing him coming, he stopped his movements, got up and turned around, and said, "Little friend, it's been more than a month, I never thought you'd grown so far."

His eyes were full of admiration, obviously he was very appreciative of the fact that Yu Fan had survived the catastrophe at a young age and reached the fourth level of Xuantai Realm.

Yu Fan was not complacent, bowed his head and said modestly: "Everything is well cultivated by my master. Master, you asked me to come to the meditation room to meet first, but do you have something to say?"

"The conference will start in an hour, and I would like to listen to you to talk about the festival with the Church of the Holy Light." Master Nima explained, "You also know that those people outside are practitioners from all over the world. They have their own powers. If the Holy Light Church didn't touch the interests of the entire Chinese practice community, they wouldn't care at all."

The implication is that if Yu Fan and the church are just having personal enmity, it is absolutely impossible to convince those people to help against such a huge church.

Yu Fan frowned slightly when he heard the words, "I know that the church has great ambitions, and wants to enter the East and build a new cathedral. But if I have to show evidence for this matter, I can't do anything about it."

After all, these things are just what Dalton and he dictated at the beginning, and there is no physical evidence left.

Now that even Dalton is dead, there is no way to explain it.

"If this is the case, it will be a bit difficult. Based on your one-sided words, even if there is an old monk willing to prove it, it will be difficult for so many people to unite and fight against foreign enemies." Master Nima was a little embarrassed.

If we can clearly show evidence that the Church of the Holy Light wants to invade China and rob China of its cultivation resources.

Then these practitioners must not say anything else, immediately copy the guy to sacrifice the magic weapon, roll up their sleeves and just do it.

But in the absence of tangible evidence, it is a bit unconvincing.

Immortal cultivators are not grandpas and aunts, everyone is very smart, and it is not so easy to fool around.

Yu Fan thought for a while and said, "Master, in fact, besides the attack on me by the saintess of the church last night, there was another incident that was also related to the church."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"It's like this. Mitchell, the heir of Windsor Castle, came to the sea of ​​clouds the day before yesterday and met me. He came with a purpose, for..."

At that moment, Yu Fan told Master Nima exactly what happened in the past two days.

From Mitchell's purpose, to the Marquis of Shadow's "retirement" back to China, to last night's battle, Austin's self-explosion, etc., all the details were revealed.

Master Nima frowned when he heard it, which means that after Fan finished speaking, he was already a little angry.

"What a shadow council! How dare you unite with the Church of the Holy Light to plot against Daojun's successor!"

The master was originally a very good-tempered elder, but he was a little angry when he heard that Xue Ba set up a trap to ambush Yu Fan.

You know, this happened in Fan's hometown!
The arrogance of the Shadow Council and the Church of the Holy Light has reached an almost unscrupulous level!

This is completely disregarding the Chinese immortal cultivators!

"Little friend, you will truthfully tell the fellow Taoists about these things at the meeting later. They know how to judge right from wrong. Since those Westerners have become so rampant, we don't have to back down step by step!" Master Nima solemnly ordered , there was a faint aura of majesty exuding from his body.

As one of the two most powerful people in the world of Chinese immortal cultivators, he bears the appearance of a Chinese immortal cultivator!

How can he stand by and watch when other people bully him to the house?

"Master, actually..."

Yu Fan sighed, and said: "Actually, if possible, I would like you to have a chat with Pope Burrell, so that he can take the initiative to give up thinking about the East. After all, if a few words can solve the problem, then everyone There is no need to go to great lengths to involve so many Taoist practitioners."

If there is a conflict and a big fight, then there will be a lot of practitioners who will lose their lives because of the war.

War is cruel, even the war of mortals is like this, let alone a cultivator?
only……

"If the members of the Church of the Holy Light were so easy to talk, they wouldn't be the Church of the Holy Light." Master Nima shook his head, "Berrell thinks highly of himself and never listens to others' opinions. Unless we have someone like you An extremely strong person like Master, directly shocked him, otherwise he would not give up his ambition. Moreover, the Church of the Holy Light has used some method in recent years to produce a large number of envoys. Now let’s talk about the powerful In terms of quantity, they are already the largest power in the world. Even if the practitioners of the major powers in our land of China unite, they are only slightly better. This is a very scary thing."

With a single power, the number of powerful people is actually comparable to a country with a huge territory?

Yu Fan was surprised.

You must know that "Huaxia Immortal Cultivators" is not a faction, but a faction!
If we talk about a single sect, I am afraid that even the most powerful cultivating sect is no match for the Holy Light Church!

"Master, do you know how many masters there are in the church?" Yu Fan asked.