The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 131 Vajra Dharma King
The Seven Masters of Quanzhen wanted to accept Guo Fu as an apprentice, and even Sun Buer, who had the lowest level of cultivation, wanted to win one.

Just when Guo Jing was hesitating, Huang Rong spoke up in time, and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen stopped arguing, and all their eyes focused on her.

Huang Rong smiled faintly, and said: "To tell the truth, my uncles, Fu'er already worshiped someone as a teacher two years ago, so she must not be able to join the Quanzhen Sect."

"Who is the teacher?"

Qiu Chuji frowned, such an outstanding seedling was already someone else's apprentice.

"That expert doesn't want to reveal his identity, and I hope all the masters and uncles will understand."

Guo Jing smiled honestly and said: "Rong'er is right. The main purpose of gathering the world's martial arts heroes today is the martial arts conference. It is difficult for a young girl to enter the elegant hall. I invite all the masters to sit down."

After the Quanzhen Seven were seated, their eyes were still fixed on Guo Fu, as if looking at a tempting piece of food, salivating.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other, and they both saw the wry smile in each other's eyes.

Two years ago, since Qingxuan taught her, Guo Fu's cultivation has progressed rapidly. In just two years, she has stepped into the second-rate realm from a low-level one.

I believe that in a short time, I will be able to step into the first class. The speed of this cultivation is a bit scary.

It is no wonder that the 15-year-old first-class martial artist is fighting for the Quanzhen Seven.

On the right eaves, Qingxuan's face is as usual, and the ancient well is calm.

The third generation pillar of Quanzhen Sect, Zhao Zhijing was slaughtered by him, and Zhen Zhibing was eunuched by himself. As an eunuch, although the latter has extremely high qualifications, Qiu Chuji probably also has a lump in his heart.

Now, when meeting Guo Fu with excellent qualifications, it is inevitable to want to take him under his wing.

The Quanzhen Sect was going downhill, and the disciples of the Quanzhen Seven Masters didn't have any outstanding disciples, not to mention that they were not monolithic, so naturally they all wanted to fight for it.

Regarding Huang Rong's little thoughts, Qingxuan could naturally guess a thing or two, but he didn't care.

About half an hour later, there was no empty seat in the whole mansion, and the scene was extremely noisy. After eating, drinking and chatting, Guo Jing finally stood up and talked about choosing the leader of the martial arts alliance.

There is no problem with the convening of the martial arts leader, except that the time has been advanced by a few years, and at the same time, there are fewer figures.

As the hero of the original book, Yang Guo did not appear here, maybe he has returned to the White Camel Villa in the Western Regions with Ouyang Feng, maybe he is still wandering in a corner.

Just as his thoughts were tossing, Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his head abruptly, looking towards the direction outside Lujiazhuang.

"Husband?"

Sensing the change in his temperament, Xiao Longnu's delicate and flawless pretty face was taken aback, and she couldn't help asking.

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Qingxuan's face, and a gleam of joy appeared in his eyes.

"I didn't expect there to be such a character in the world, it's interesting."

Xiao Longnu's beautiful eyes were full of confusion, and she was baffled by his words.

Just when people from all corners of the country were electing the leader of the martial arts alliance, they saw an extremely old monk wearing a yellow robe, thin, withered bones, wrinkled and spots on his face, stepping into Lujiazhuang.

"The leader of the martial arts, even you ants in the Central Plains, dare to call yourself king?"

An uncomfortably hoarse voice sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on the old monk who appeared suddenly, showing confusion and incomprehension.

After a brief silence, Guo Jing frowned, stepped forward, and clasped his fists, "May I ask who you are?"

The old monk clasped his hands together, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at Guo Jing, and a hoarse voice came out.

"The pauper monk is the suzerain of the Mongolian esoteric sect 'Diamond Sect', the guardian monk of Mongolia, and the king of Vajra Dharma!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of all the martial arts people present changed.

"A Mongolian monk dares to meddle in the affairs of our Central Plains."

"Let's talk about things, you monk is really rude, you don't talk about trespassing, and you dare to speak wild words."

"What Vajra Dharma King, I have never heard of it, get out of the Central Plains quickly, or don't blame the weapons in our hands for not having eyes."

After a brief silence, countless abuses erupted from the crowd.

Few people in the Central Plains know the reputation of the Mongolian Esoteric Buddhism King Kong Sect, not to mention that this martial arts conference gathered more than half of the Central Plains' martial arts masters, and almost everyone did not pay attention to this monk.

Vajra Dharma King's face remained unchanged, his lips parted slightly, and an incomparably majestic aura was released.

"Noisy!"

The sound mixed with powerful internal force spread like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, shaking the surrounding martial arts people's blood and blood, and their brains were buzzing, and those who were weak in strength turned pale after being shocked.

For a moment, the scene became a little chaotic. Some martial arts practitioners wailed in pain, some covered their heads, and the stronger ones barely held it.

On the eaves, Qingxuan held Xiaolongnu in his arms, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

Great master!
The Vajra Dharma King of Tantric Buddhism is actually a great master, and not just an ordinary great master.

The latter just yelled casually, and he has such skill, the realm is definitely not lower than his own, and he must have the last three levels of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, but he doesn't know which level this old man has practiced Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

In the original book, this kung fu is developed step by step, and there is absolutely no reason why it cannot be practiced. If someone enjoys a thousand-year-old age, he will eventually reach the No. 13 level and possess the power of [Thirteen Dragons] [Thirteen Elephants].

However, lifespan is limited, and eminent monks in Tantric Buddhism want to practice to the seventh and eighth levels before the end of the day, so they have to rush forward.

Jinlun Dharma King practiced it to the tenth level, and it is estimated that this Vajra Dharma King has a deeper attainment in Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

Standing at the entrance of the hall, Guo Jing's complexion suddenly changed, his eyes were full of seriousness, this monk has such skill with a low growl casually, and his martial arts may have reached the pinnacle...

On the seat, the Quanzhen Seven Sons looked at each other in blank dismay.

Because of the relationship between Huo Dou and Jinlun Fawang, they all know the Vajra Sect of the Mongolian Esoteric School, and they know that it is an extremely terrifying sect.

You know, the seven of them teamed up to set up the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation, but they were all easily defeated by Jinlun Fawang in the end, which shows the horror of this sect.

Now, this old monk who claims to be the suzerain of the 'Diamond Sect' is obviously a bad comer.

The seven of them couldn't even stop Jinlun Fawang, let alone the older generation of the Vajra Sect, all of them had worried expressions in their eyes.

At this time, the surroundings had restored order, and some clamoring martial arts figures were silent, but almost all the veterans looked at King Vajra Dharma with deep fear and fear.

With just this voice, he displayed terrifying internal strength. Everyone present was not stupid, so naturally they dared not act rashly.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong are also listed.

Only they knew how terrifying the cultivation of internal strength and extremely high control power would be required for the Vajra Dharma King to make a low shout.

Guo Jing took a step forward, with a solemn expression, and said, "Your Excellency, interfering in the affairs of our Central Plains Wulin, is it too much?"

"Since it is a martial arts conference, the poor monk wants to see what skills you have in the Central Plains martial arts. I hope that the poor monk's apprentice and grandson will not die unjustly."

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