The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

When Liang Wang shouted, he was ready to order all the golden armored guards to rush towards Murong Bai, but Murong Bai shook his robe first, blocking all the golden armored guards aside.

Immediately, under the shroud of Huaguang, he jumped up and jumped into the air, and thus appeared the divine king's dharma appearance.

"Ugh……"

The sigh that came out of Murong Bai's mouth seemed to be born from the heaven and the earth, with endless Dao rhymes in it.

This sigh was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone below, making all the people present feel the helplessness and lament in Murong Bai's heart just at that time, and became empathetic.

"King Liang, you slandered me indiscriminately, you...are you guilty?"

Murong Bai was wearing a cassock and holding a divine seal, even though his appearance was hard to say exactly the same as the clay statue in the Yunxi Shenjun Temple, but when everyone looked at his attire, they immediately felt this in their hearts. With a clear understanding, the brocade-clothed Taoist standing on the clouds and shrouded in the auspicious brilliance is indeed the Yunxi God who should only exist in the story.

Everyone would have such a clear understanding in their hearts, apart from the fact that Murong Bai's words were mixed with divine intent, it was also because his attire was blessed with a heavy coercion from heaven.

Even though his immortal status is not high, compared with ordinary people such as King Liang, and monks like Fajue who do not have any divine titles or professional titles, there is a difference that can be called cloud and mud. .

Stared at by Murong Bai's cold eyes, Liang Wang, who was still talking nonsense earlier, seemed to be pinched by the throat for a moment.

Although his face was flushed, but in a hurry, it was difficult to utter even a complete sentence from his mouth.

How could the King of Liang have imagined that a little literati who could be crushed to death by himself would turn into a high-ranking god in the sky in just a blink of an eye.

Such a shocking change means that King Liang's city mansion is deep enough, so he didn't show his ugly face at the first time. Otherwise, when Murong Bai questioned him, King Liang would lose his strength and go limp on the ground.

With a cold snort, Murong Bai didn't say anything more about King Liang.

Ordinary things have their own principles and rules, just look at King Liang's performance, I am afraid that his rebellion this time may not be successful, Murong Bai is too lazy to talk to him too much.

And as he revealed his identity as a fairy god, no matter what happened because of Caiyin, or the many crimes that King Liang deliberately guided him and Xu Xian to impose on him and Xu Xian, all of them disappeared at this moment, and they would no longer be drawn in the hearts of the people. Even the slightest turmoil.

After all, even though there are quite a few believers in Jinshan Temple in and out of Hangzhou, there are only a few fanatics like Du Yuanwai who are extremely pious and willing to abandon their homes and careers for Jinshan Temple.

Murong Bai didn't go to look at King Liang, but only stared at him before sending a stream of gentle magic power to King Liang, helping King Liang temporarily stabilize the restless red-clothed monk, and slapped him with a smile Daoji came out, "Master Hongguang, Mr. Wang here has been admiring his name for a long time."

The red-clothed foreign monk's Dharma name is Hong Guang. Logically speaking, as a foreign monk like him, no one in the Middle Earth should know his name.

In fact, even if he lives in King Liang's mansion, including King Liang, when everyone in King Liang's mansion calls him, it is just the word "Master".

Facing Murong Bai's sudden claim, Master Hongguang's heart skipped a beat, suppressed the wry smile on his face, turned his head to look at Murong Bai, and asked suspiciously, "God knows who this old monk is?"

Master Hongguang can be regarded as a surprise soldier invited by Jinshan Temple. If Murong Bai had already known the identity of Master Hongguang, then...

Thoughts surged in my heart. At this moment, not only Master Hongguang, but also the monk Fajue who was standing among the people in the city, had thousands of thoughts in his mind in just an instant.

Murong Bai's eyes flickered, but he didn't seem to know what Master Hongguang and others were thinking, he still only smiled and said to Master Hongguang, "King Liang doesn't know the number of days, and he is good at causing military disasters, so he should be doomed in the future .”

"But why does a person who has attained the Tao like a mage get mixed into this muddy water?"

Murong Bai glanced over Monk Fajue who was hiding in the crowd, and chuckled, "This time, it should have been a dispute between the Pindao lineage and Jinshan Temple."

Chapter 1426 Showdown

Chapter 1426

Compared with Murong Bai, Monk Fajue is naturally far inferior.

Being swept by Murong Bai's gaze, Monk Fa Jue felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant, and it was hard for him to muster up the courage to look directly at Murong Bai.

Although he and Fa Hai are from the same sect, but he is the monk Fa Jue, after all, he is not the abbot of Jinshan Temple, Zen Master Fa Hai, who is well-known throughout China.

Fortunately, there is only a little monk Fajue, so it is difficult to get into Murong Bai's eyes at this time.

As far as he is concerned, at this moment and here, the only rival is Master Hongguang, who is only dressed in red and traveled thousands of miles to the Middle Earth.

Murong Bai's eyes quickly moved away from Monk Fajue, and the divine power revealed by him also gathered at Master Hongguang's position again.

At this time, only Master Hongguang was left in Murong Bai's eyes. With a smile on his face, he quietly waited for an answer from Master Hongguang.

But Master Hongguang is here.

He was really curious about why Murong Bai was able to reveal his identity in one go.

But at this moment, faced with Murong Bai's oppression, Master Hongguang has no extra time to think about other things.

He had no choice but to reveal the strength of his own Buddhist arhat and protect the king of Liang and others on the top of the city, so as not to make them look ugly because of the power Murong Bai displayed at this time, and put the one in his hand all the time. Flick the string of emerald beads to make them wrap around your hands.

Then clasped his hands together, pressed the Buddha beads in his palms, and said to Murong Bai in a deep voice, "To protect my Buddhist sect, I have no choice but to come."

"Besides..."

Master Hongguang smiled lightly and continued, "There is still a cause and effect that has not been resolved here between Shenjun and Lao Na."

Hearing such an answer given by Master Hongguang, Murong Bai frowned slightly at first, then his thoughts changed, but he nodded noncommittally, and replied to Master Hongguang, "That's true."

It turned out that hundreds of years ago, when Murong Bai had just established the master-student status with Xuantan Zhenjun, he set off for the foreign sea to temper himself, and also to have a reasonable source for his cultivation. Traveled for a while.

Later, after returning from the South China Sea, because of a demon, he happened to meet a young lama who had experienced training in the Middle Earth, and his name was Aqiu.

This Aqiu Lama is a very interesting person.

He is different from many Buddhist monks in this world, and even some of the thoughts in his mind are not like the thoughts that a Buddhist monk should have at all.

Murong Bai became friends with Lama Aqiu, and when discussing the Tao with this friend, he discussed many of his ideas with him.

As a result, Lama Aqiu, who was following the order of his teacher to travel to the Middle Earth and wanted to dispel those somewhat deviant thoughts in his heart, stirred up many disturbances in the temple after returning to the Jokhang Temple where he was born.

Just a few days ago, Murong Bai, who was meditating with his eyes closed at home, suddenly noticed some faint fluctuations coming from a string of Buddhist beads in the many collections in his Qiankun bag.