Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

"Xuanyuan Sword Emperor" nodded, "Later, the Nilong Sword was subdued by a Nine-Realm Demon Saint, and all the demons became even more powerful, so it was called the Demon Sword by the world. After the demon fire burned the city last time, the Nine-Realm Demon Saint died in the battle, and the Nilong Sword was reborn and disappeared."

Everyone finally understood the whole story, and also became more aware of the incredible power of this demon sword.

Chen Qingzhou said worriedly: "Senior, there is no need to say how dangerous the Ten Thousand Monsters are. Add to that this arrogant and poisonous demon sword, and I'm sorry to say that with just the few of us..."

"Xuanyuan Sword Emperor" waved his hand and said, "Of course, we cannot overestimate our own capabilities. I have already sent a message to all the major sects, calling on everyone to go to the South Barbarians to stop the monsters from snatching the monster sword. If necessary, it would be best to destroy it to prevent future troubles."

When everyone heard this, they finally felt a little relieved when they thought of the strong strength of the major sects.

Afterwards, everyone went back to rest and agreed to set off at dawn the next morning.

Chen Qingzhou returned to the room and immediately entered the system.

"Xiaoya, how's your income?"

He thought to himself that he had made good progress these days and knew a lot of secrets, so his salary should be high.

[The current account balance is 73 yuan.]

"Pretty!"

Chen Qingzhou was very excited. He calculated the time. Ten days had passed since he returned RMB 40 to Mr. Wu, so the actual time was about minutes.

I promised Mr. Wu on the phone last time that I would return him two million in two hours. It seems I have to work harder and kill more monsters in Nanman.

【Exit the system.】

"senior!"

Chen Qingzhou suddenly remembered Xuanyuan Sword Emperor who was still trapped at the bottom of the pool, and decided to go see him as soon as it got dark.

……

The mother river of Zhongzhou is called Tunlong. It rushes endlessly from west to east and merges into the sea on the coast of the East China Sea. More than 300 miles east of the estuary, there is a group of mountains in the water.

Surrounded by small islands and shrouded in clouds and mist, it is like a moon surrounded by stars.

The island is filled with secluded caves, strange rocks, magnificent palaces and ancient temples, making it a paradise on earth.

This is Donglan Mountain, known as the "Buddhist Kingdom of Sea and Sky". There are many temples on the thousands of islands, and it is the sphere of influence of the anti-demon Xuanmen Jinchan Temple.

At this time, inside the mottled courtyard wall of the thousand-year-old temple, there was a fair and clean little monk, about thirteen or fourteen years old, very cute, wearing a floor-length robe, holding a golden Zen staff, his little eyebrows slightly furrowed, watching the leaves occasionally falling from the trees, as if thinking about something.

This person was none other than the young monk Yuan Xin who had previously gone on an adventure with Chen Qingzhou in Beiting.

"Amitabha."

A deep Buddhist chant suddenly sounded behind Yuan Xin.

Yuan Xin was shocked. The man was three feet behind him, but he didn't even notice him. But the voice was so strong and deep that he knew who it was right away.

Yuan Xin had no time to panic, he quickly turned around, put his palms together and saluted, "Disciple greets the abbot!"

The person who came was the first-class hermit master, the abbot of Jinchan Temple, Master Dujian. He looked over a hundred years old, tall and thin, with kind eyes. He looked at Yuanxin kindly, his eyes full of love, and asked with a smile: "What are you thinking about?"

Yuan Xin replied: "I was wondering, if a wolf wants to eat a sheep, how can it end well?"

If the sheep is not saved, it will be eaten by the wolf. But if the sheep is saved, the wolf will starve or even die, which is what Buddhists do not want to see.

Master Du Jian said, "Yuan Xin, you have the most Buddha nature among all the disciples, why can't you see through life and death?"

Yuan Xin put his hands together and said solemnly, "I have entered Buddhism and have seen through life and death. To protect the two spirits, I am willing to feed the wolf with my body."

Master Du Jian smiled and said, "The life and death I refer to is not just yours, but the life and death of all things."

Yuan Xin was stunned, not knowing what it meant.

Master Du Jian saw that he was silent, so he continued, "Everything in the world has its own magical creation. Why should we mortals worry about it? Everything in the world can be summed up in four words: everything is subject to fate."

"Everything depends on fate?"

Yuan Xin was surprised. "Does the abbot mean that no one should care and let it develop?"

Master Du Jian paused for a moment, "I know you are worried about the disaster in Zhongzhou, but evil cannot prevail over good, cause and effect are cyclical, everything has its retribution, you cannot force it."

Yuan Xin carefully recalled the abbot's words, "My Senior Brother Yuan Jing lost to Xuanyuan Changqing in the Dragon City Competition, and then he went down the mountain alone to seek the Buddha's true self. His Buddhist teachings are more profound than those of his disciples. Could it be that he still can't see through the word 'fame'?"

Yuan Jing is the most eminent monk among the "Three Saints of Golden Zen" and his whereabouts have been unknown for more than two years.

Master Du Jian casually picked up a fallen leaf and said, "If a leaf does not enter the soil, it will not know life. If a person does not experience disasters, he will not know blessings. Although Yuan Jing has a high level of enlightenment, he has not yet gotten out of his own disasters."

Yuan Xin nodded and said, "Thank you for your enlightenment, Abbot. However, I... I also have my own tribulations."

Master Du Jian smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. Go discuss the current matter with your master!"

Yuan Xin nodded happily and bowed, saying, "Yes, disciple will obey the abbot's order."

Yuan Xin is still a child after all. He has not been a monk for long and has not experienced all kinds of things in life. How can he truly understand life and death? However, he only wants to resist all monsters and save people from danger, so he hurried to find his master, Master Dusha.

Master Dusha is the current head of the Discipline Institute. He is proficient in four of the "Five Divine Secrets" of the Golden Zen Temple. His cultivation has reached the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, and no one in the temple can match him.

Yuan Xin went to look for him in a hurry and met his master in the martial arts pagoda in the back mountain. Although Master Dusha was over 80 years old, he had a fiery temper and worked hard every day.

At this moment, he was performing a set of the most basic Luohan Fist, but when he used simple boxing and kicking skills, the sound of wind and thunder could be heard within a radius of 100 meters.

Although the young monk Yuan Xin was anxious, he did not dare to disturb his master's practice, so he waited quietly on the side. After Master Du Sha finished his set of Arhat Fist, he quickly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Disciple greets Master."

Master Du Sha has silver eyebrows and white beard, and he is unrestrained and flamboyant. His slanted eyebrows are as sharp as swords and his flying beard covers his ears, just like the Arhat who subdues the dragon and descends to the earth.

He didn't like to be disturbed when he was practicing, so his disciples would never dare to come unless it was urgent. But Yuan Xin was his most beloved disciple, so he held back his momentum and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yuan Xin explained, "Master, the head of the Xuanyuan family reported that the long-lost demon sword Nilong has appeared in the area of ​​Nanman Qianmo Ridge. All the demons will definitely go to snatch it. Should we go?"

Master Dusha thought for a moment, "What does Brother Abbot say?"

Yuan Xin Jiangdu saw that the abbot had told him the truth, and touched his own bald head again, "Master abbot didn't say it clearly, so it seems that he doesn't object!"

Master Dusha nodded, "This matter concerns the lifeblood of the human race. Our Jinchan Temple has always been at the top of the righteous path, and we must not sit idly by! Brother Abbot is kind by nature, so let us do this task of eliminating demons and defending the righteous path!"

The young monk Yuanxin nodded vigorously with joy, as if he was full of anticipation for the coming storm.

The news of the appearance of the demon sword Nilong spread throughout the world, and all major forces became involved. Some did it to resist the demons, while others did it to enrich themselves. But no matter what, a battle for the sword was inevitable.