Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 774 Chapter 793

Suddenly, monstrous demon energy diffused from the sky, and the bright sky disappeared piece by piece, as if being poisoned by an invisible big hand.

"If you live up to your expectations, don't be so arrogant!"

"The Buddhist Conference is not a place where you can run wild"

"Let's work together to break his supernatural powers"

……

Thousands of bald heads shot together, forming a huge swastika, with unparalleled power and majesty, soaring to the sky, instantly breaking through the demonic energy, and bringing the light back to the world.

"Hahaha, Buddhism is really powerful!"

After a burst of laughter, a golden crow, more than 30 meters long, came through the clouds and mist.

Wearing a gold-rimmed black robe, he is tall and tall, with a cold expression on his face, standing on the back of a golden crow with his hands behind his back.You want to be more flamboyant, more flamboyant.

"Besides the devil's door, you can live up to all kinds of evil, and you dare to come to participate in my Buddhist ceremony"

"Let's work together to take him down"

"This statement is wrong. Even in the mortal world, there are two countries confronting each other. There is a saying that if you don't beheaded, it means that the side is not responsible. No matter what he has done before, we can't do anything to him!"

……

Thousands of bald heads talked about it, some wanted to stay and live up to it, and some disagreed.

He didn't even look at them, and went directly to Guan Ling's mansion.

Among the bustling crowd, Chu Feng was about to call Heimao, Xiao Huohuo and others to leave.

A burst of refreshing fairy music sounded, red petals bloomed in the air, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers lingered around the nose. A chariot with almost transparent purple curtains was pulled by four [-]-meter-long cyan flying dragons, Come quickly.

"Ruyu was ordered by her father to attend the Buddhist Conference"

Like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate, the clear and sweet sound came from the chariot.

Yan Ruyu.

Another acquaintance!
Chu Feng raised his head and looked at Yan Ruyu, who was faintly visible in the chariot. Unexpectedly, the wonderful person in the chariot also looked over.

The four eyes met, and a trace of doubt flashed in those beautiful eyes.

Due to the short time, those beautiful eyes passed away in a flash.

Chu Feng, who had changed his appearance a long time ago and turned into another person, did not believe that the other party could recognize him all of a sudden. He smiled casually and greeted the black cat and others.

"Find a place to stay first"

Several people responded in unison.

Compared with Chu Feng and others who walked decisively, the low-level monks mixed in with the monks were not so calm.

Yan Ruyu, who just passed by, is said to be the most beautiful woman in Tiandao City.

For thousands of years, it was impossible to see his back, but today I had the chance to see his profile.

……

Guanling Mansion is actually a large temple, with various Buddha statues and buildings, like a vast ocean.

Although it is not as vast as Tiandao City, there are very few existences on the major ancient roads.

Compared with Taoist temples that pursue simplicity, they are like heaven and earth.

It is often said that Buddhism rearranges the field and Taoism cultivates itself, not to catch wind and shadow.

On top of the resplendent and magnificent Daxiong Hall, sitting on top of it is a monk with white beard and eyebrows and restrained charm.

At first glance, it looks like an old antique that has lived for an unknown number of years.

Even if they sit still, countless monks can be solemn from the bottom of their hearts and dare not show any presumptuousness.

"Kurong Ancient Buddha, I am a guest from afar, how can I preside over the once-in-a-century Buddhist meeting on the ancient road, please take it back."

On the right, sitting on the futon, the radiant Jin Chanzi clasped his hands with a humble expression.

If Chu Feng were here, he would be a little surprised.

Jin Chanzi, whose previous cultivation was so horrible that he could almost abandon his account and practice again, has recovered his previous peak cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian.

Kurong Ancient Buddha, with white beard and hair, opened his wrinkled eyes, and said indifferently: "You are a disciple of the Buddha and a person who learns the scriptures. It is perfect to preside over the Buddhist meeting."

Jin Chanzi was humble by nature, and refused: "The little monk's practice is still shallow, his virtue is insufficient, and he is embarrassed by the great responsibility."

The ancient Kuru Buddha looked out of the hall with a look of reminiscence.

"In the past, the old monk wandered across the galaxy and passed by an ancient star. The largest temple on the ancient star, the Agama Temple, presided over Huilun Ancient Buddha. He invited the old monk to preside over the Buddhist conference that year. The old monk declined and made up his mind. Buddha Lungu said four words to the old monk."

Jin Chanzi's clear eyes looked at Kurong Ancient Buddha without blinking.

"Do your part"

Kurong ancient Buddha spit out four words lightly.

But just like the evening drums and morning bells, they resounded throughout the temple.

Jin Chanzi was startled, and gestured with shame on his face.

"What the ancient Buddha taught is that it's the little monk who made the appearance"

Kurong Ancient Buddha smiled and closed his muddy eyes.

Then, a strong golden light radiated from his body, flashed and disappeared.

The Buddhist monks present stood up and saluted one after another.

"Holy Monk..."

"In front of you, I dare not be called a holy monk"

Jin Chanzi returned the greeting, looked at the monks present, but did not find the person he was looking for, and said softly: "Why didn't the Shivatian Bodhisattva in the first level come?"

The monks looked at each other.

After a while, a young monk replied: "A few days ago, the young monk was ordered to go to the first level to inform the Bodhisattva. Unexpectedly, the place was empty, and the fat venerable under the Bodhisattva was also missing. The young monk suspected that the Bodhisattva had wandered around."

Jin Chanzi's indifferent face twitched when he heard the words. He had heard a long time ago that although Shiva's practice is high, he has no debauchery and treats Buddhist affairs contemptuously.

I don't want to, even dare to miss such an important Buddhist meeting.

Just as Jin Chanzi was thinking about it, Bian Buchen and Yan Ruyu's conversation came.

"Fellow Taoist, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your style is even better than before."

"each other"

These two people are just afraid that those who come are not good-natured!
A glimmer of gloom flashed across Jin Chanzi's eyebrows.

"Holy Monk, the guests have arrived"

A monk reminded me.

Jin Chanzi got up and walked outside.

The monks sitting on both sides got up one after another, as many as a hundred.

Coming to the platform in front of the Daxiong Palace, Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Bian, fellow Daoist Yan, don't come here without any harm!"

At this time, in the square under the steps, there were 40 to [-] people from various schools. Standing at the front was Yan Ruyu, who had just spoken.

They heard the words, looked at Jin Chanzi on the steps, and said at the same time: "It seems that this session of the Buddhist Conference will be presided over by fellow Taoists."

While Jin Chanzi nodded, a bad feeling rose in his heart.

The grumpy Bian Buchen said bluntly: "Buddhism is the number one sect in the world, and I'm sure it won't reject well-intentioned challenges from other sects."

As soon as these words came out, people from all schools showed signs of emotion.

For countless tens of thousands of years, Buddhism has been aloof, under the guise of our Buddha's mercy and the equality of all living beings, wantonly interfering in the internal affairs of other factions.

Although he was prepared in his heart, Jin Chanzi still panicked for no reason.

After being silent for a while, he said indifferently: "There is no distinction between schools and schools. Since you all want to ask for advice, the poor monk should do so."

Bianbushi laughed, his face full of sarcasm.

This kind of laughter seemed to be contagious, and laughter sounded one after another.

(End of this chapter)