Peerless Divine Emperor

Qin Xuan and Ye Tianqi left each other a sound transmission note for future communication, and then they separated.

Ye Tianqi needed time to contact other members of the Ye Tian clan, and Qin Xuan had one more thing to do, to communicate with the Buddha statue.

There was only one day left before the disciple-recruiting conference. If he did not communicate with the Buddha statue, he would not be eligible to participate in the disciple-recruiting conference.

"Which Buddha statue should we go to?" Jiang Tianxing looked at Qin Xuan and asked.

"Xiao Xitian Temple, just take this opportunity to go to Xiao Xitian Temple." Qin Xuan said.

There are three major forces in Xitian City. He has already been to Cangtian Pavilion, and he had a conflict with Xia Yijun. Zhaixing Villa is naturally unnecessary. Then, only Xiao Xitian Temple is left.

"It is said that not many people go to Xiao Xitian Temple. Maybe you can try your luck. Maybe there are fewer people queuing." Bai Dan also said.

Then the group left this place. After a while, they came to an ancient temple. A series of peaceful Buddha lights spread out from the ancient temple, as if illuminating the nine heavens. The whole ancient temple seemed to be shrouded by Buddha lights, which made it more sacred and extraordinary, making people yearn for it.

"Xiao Xitian Temple, the paradise for practicing in the hearts of countless Buddhist practitioners." Qin Xuan looked at the ancient temple in front of him, and his heart was slightly moved. The area of ​​Xiao Xitian Temple was not large. Compared with Cangtian Pavilion, it even seemed a little small.

However, this is the dojo of Xitian God.

This alone is enough to make it stand at the top of Shura Hell.

"Let's go in and take a look." Qin Xuan said, and walked in first. Chu Feng, Jiang Tianxing and others followed closely and stepped into Xiao Xitian Temple.

The moment he stepped into Xiao Xitian Temple, Qin Xuan felt an invisible power of thought sweeping across his body, but the time was very short and it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly changed, and he looked at Jiang Tianxing beside him, only to hear Jiang Tianxing's voice transmission: "Don't worry too much, it was just a trace of thought left by the West Heaven God, probably because he was afraid that some bad guys would sneak in."

"Bad guys?" Qin Xuan was stunned, and then seemed to understand something.

Xiao Xitian Temple is a place for Buddhist practice. If you are sincere to Buddhism, you can naturally enter here. However, if you have no intention of practicing Buddhism and come here to make trouble, you cannot set foot here.

For example, for demon cultivators, Xiao Xitian Temple is definitely their forbidden place.

But if they are not looking for death, no demon cultivator would dare to come here. Even if the West Heaven God does not take action, the many enlightened Buddhist cultivators in the temple are enough to convert them.

At this time, a series of Buddhist sounds came from the ancient temple in front, as if someone was reciting Buddhist scriptures. The sound contained a majestic force of the Great Dao, which spread to every corner of Xiaoxitian Temple. Even Qin Xuan and others could hear it clearly at the door of the temple.

After hearing the Buddhist sound, Qin Xuan's eyes showed a touch of surprise. He couldn't understand this Buddhist sound at all. However, it seemed that he had established some kind of connection with it in his heart, causing his Dao to flow uncontrollably.

This feeling was very wonderful.

Qin Xuan looked at the others again. Except for Jiang Tianxing and Bai Dan, who looked calm as usual, Chu Feng, Lin Qi and others were the same as him, with surprised expressions, and their Dao flowed naturally.

"This Buddhist sound is a little unusual, and it seems to resonate with our Dao." Lin Qi said, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. No wonder the world calls Xiaoxitian Temple a paradise for Buddhist practitioners, but the Buddhist sound coming out of it is so extraordinary.

"I wonder where that Buddha statue is." Qin Xuan looked around the temple, but did not find the Buddha statue, and did not know where it was placed.

Qin Xuan and others followed the Buddhist sound all the way forward. When they entered the temple, they saw many figures sitting on the cushions with their eyes closed, as if they were listening to the Buddhist sound quietly. The meaning of Taoism flowed through each of them, as if they were in harmony with the Buddhist sound, and it was natural.

In the front, there was a young Buddhist cultivator wearing a white cassock sitting there, with his hands clasped together, and his mouth kept uttering the sound of the Great Dao.

Qin Xuan's eyes could not help but focus on it. Was the Buddhist sound just now transmitted by this Buddhist cultivator?

This person looked very young. I didn't expect that his attainments in Buddhism were so high. He could resonate with the meaning of Taoism in others just by the Buddhist sound. His strength was simply unfathomable.

Qin Xuan suddenly recalled the words he had heard in the restaurant before. Among the Buddhist cultivators of this generation in Xiaoxitian Temple, there were four people with great wisdom and extraordinary understanding, known as the Four Venerables.

The young Buddhist cultivator in front of him must be one of the Four Nobles.

But at this moment, the Buddhist sound gradually became louder, and a powerful force burst out from it, but it did not attack others, but gathered in the void, and finally turned into an illusory golden Buddha statue, lifelike, solemn, like a real Buddha.

Many people heard the changes in the Buddhist sound and immediately opened their eyes, and then saw the Buddha statue in the void, and a sharp look flashed in their expressions, what does this mean?

"Venerable Wuque, I wonder what the deep meaning of summoning this Buddha statue is?" A strong man below asked the young Buddhist cultivator, his tone was quite polite.

"This person is Wuque." Qin Xuan looked at the young Buddhist cultivator again, and it was indeed one of the Four Nobles.

"I know the reason why you all came here is to communicate with the Buddha statue and comprehend the secrets within. However, the conference will be held tomorrow and there is not much time left. I will follow the instructions of the deity and take the Buddha statue from the temple and use the Buddha's voice to condense the Buddha statue again. If you are interested in participating in the conference, you can communicate with the Buddha statue by your own means."

Reverend Wu Gou spoke slowly, his eyes still closed, his handsome and clean face was like a scholar, revealing a faint Zen.

"Let's communicate together?" someone asked in surprise.

There are so many of them. If they communicate together, it means that Wu Gou has to deal with everyone at the same time. Can he bear it?

"Don't worry, just do it directly." Wu Gou uttered a calm voice.

Qin Xuan looked at Wu Gou with some surprise. It seems that this Reverend Wu Gou is very confident in his own strength, otherwise, he would not dare to say such arrogant words.

People say that the four Reverends are likely to become disciples of the God, which shows that the strength of these four people must be extremely strong, and they are not in vain.

Wu Gou's body was suspended in the air, sitting cross-legged in the void, and five-colored Buddha light rose up around him, rotating around his body, as if turning into a Buddha light curtain, extremely dazzling.

"Everyone, please make your move."

As soon as Wuqiu's voice fell, a man's eyes shot towards the Buddha statue in the void. It was extremely sharp, and a thought invaded it. In an instant, the figure of the man appeared in the Buddha statue. He raised his hand and blasted out a thunder palm print, trying to destroy the Buddha statue.

However, the next moment, a five-colored divine light shone and bloomed, and an illusory figure appeared out of thin air. The palm stretched forward, and a swastika palm print condensed and collided with the thunder palm print, making a loud noise.

The Buddha's light was boundless and covered the lightning light. The thunder palm print instantly shattered into nothingness, and the swastika palm print was still powerful, and quickly hit the man's body.

"Puff." The man spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes suddenly looked at the young Buddhist cultivator sitting cross-legged in the sky, with a touch of fear in his eyes!

Has the strength of Wuqiu's Buddhist cultivator been so strong?