Wushuang Summoning: My system is too sensible

Chapter 236 The Saint Son Yantian Resurrection! (Add more rewards for 'wq. Wushuang')

With this uncertainty.

The Confucian Zhenyuan cast his eyes on Wang Yangming who was behind Tantai Mingyue, who had been silent all this time.

At this moment, Wang Yangming's demeanor was clear.

The whole person gives people an otherworldly state.

only one glance.

Confucian Zhenyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Exclaimed in the mouth: "Is this the body of a Confucian saint?"

"Monster, it's simply a monster!"

If it was Tantai Mingyue who just surprised Zhenyuan Daru, he couldn't figure it out.

That Wang Yangming made Zhenyuan Confucianism lose his mind, and even trembled!
Just standing there, Wang Yangming gave Zhenyuan Daru a mountain-like pressure.

Wang Yangming's inadvertent glance made Confucian Zhenyuan feel as if he saw a real Confucian saint, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

Obviously, the current Wang Yangming has reached an extremely high level.

A terrifying realm that could easily suppress him.

"Is this the body of the Confucian sage in the rumors of Mirror Moon Academy, Wang Yangming?"

Staring closely at Wang Yangming.

After a long time, Zhai Xingzi slowly made a sound.

At this moment, he felt the same as Zhenyuan Daru.

They were all shocked by Wang Yangming.

The body of a Confucian saint is so terrifying!
"Amitabha, the body of a Confucian saint, is well-deserved of his reputation. Naturally, he is qualified to try the first ray of immortal power in this world."

Not to mention that Tantai Mingyue came here on behalf of Mirror Moon Academy.

Wang Yangming's own strength alone, coupled with the body of a Confucian saint, made it impossible for Master Hong Ku to refute.

It can only be acquiesced that Wang Yangming is also qualified to participate in the opportunity to compete for the first ray of immortal power in this world.

"Amitabha, respectfully invite me, the holy monk of Jinshan Temple, master of nature!"

Seeing Wang Yangming's power is unstoppable.

Master Miaoyan's eyes flickered several times.

In the end, she still made up her mind, bowed towards a certain place in the void, and bowed down.

But it turned out that Master Ben Xing, the holy monk of Jinshan Temple, had already reached the Kunlun Mountain long ago.

The reason why it never appeared.

Originally, he planned to hide in the dark and wait patiently for the opportunity.

But now it seems that this opportunity may not be able to wait.

If you wait any longer, you have to make a wedding dress for Wang Yangming.

So, in desperation, Master Miaoyan decided to invite Master Benxing, a holy monk from Jinshan Temple, to compete with Wang Yangming.

At least, if he appeared at this time, he could compete with Wang Yangming for the first ray of immortal power in the world.

It was too late, and Master Miaoyan was worried that the holy monk Benxing of his Jinshan Temple would not even have a chance to compete fairly for the first ray of immortal power in the world.

"Amitabha!"

With a sound of Buddha's horn.

In the void, a golden lotus slowly blooms.

A majestic and mighty strong man appeared in front of everyone.

Lotus flowers bloom everywhere, and the Buddha's name shakes the sky.

As the terrifying power dissipated, even an existence like Master Hong Ku couldn't help but tremble.

"Holy monk!"

While whispering silently, Master Hong Ku looked sad and shook his head secretly.

From Murong Ziyou with the body of a semi-sage, to Wang Yangming with the body of a Confucian saint, and now to the nature of a holy monk in Jinshan Temple.

Accidents followed.

Xuan Hai, the divine monk that he Shaolin Temple is proud of, seems to have been eclipsed at this time.

This trip, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fulfill my wish.

Thinking about it, Master Hong Ku couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"The body of a Confucian saint, Wang Yangming."

"Amitabha, the poor monk wants to make friends with you."

Ignore everyone else.

Master Shengseng stared at Wang Yangming with burning eyes.

It seemed that among the people present, only Wang Yangming was qualified to talk to him.

"The holy monk of Jinshan Temple, the master of nature!"

He took a deep look at the master of nature.

Wang Yangming stood still.

Neither said good nor bad.

In just one sentence, it means a lot.

"Ok?"

However, the voice fell.

Master Ben Xing, a holy monk in Jinshan Temple, frowned unconsciously.

What he said just now secretly used the secret technique of Buddhism, and wanted to test Wang Yangming's depth.

I have seen that the power of his secret technique could not even get close to Wang Yangming's side three feet away, so he quietly annihilated.

This is enough to show that Wang Yangming's horror is far beyond his imagination.

to this end.

Master Ben Xing, a holy monk in Jinshan Temple, froze in place for a moment, and remained silent for a long time.

"It seems that everyone has come prepared, so I, Longhushan, don't need to hide too much."

"Please invite the little heavenly master!"

When Hong Zhenzi of Longhushan met Buddhism and Confucianism, he prepared for himself.

The body of a semi-sage, the body of a Confucian saint, a Buddhist monk, a holy monk, none of them are easy people.

At this moment, as the person in charge of Longhushan's trip, he naturally couldn't lose his prestige.

In a word, Buddhism and Confucianism have background and preparation.

Could it be that he doesn't have Dragon and Tiger Mountain?
impossible things!

Obviously, he, Longhushan, is also well prepared!

The contemporary little celestial master of Longhushan, Zhang Wanfa!

This is the trump card of Longhushan's trip.

This little celestial master, Zhang Wanfa, is also the terrifying existence that Longhu Mountain has been hiding in the snow.

"Little Celestial Master, could it be Zhang Wanfa?"

Hearing this, Zhai Xingzi from Tianji Pavilion felt startled.

Others may not know much about Zhang Wanfa, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain.

However, he, Tianji Pavilion, still collected a lot of information about this little celestial master Zhang Wanfa.

According to legend, this is the only terrifying genius who has surpassed the ancestors of Longhu Mountain and reached the realm of nature!
His strength is a mystery.

Even Tianji Pavilion doesn't understand at all.

There can only be a vague guess.

"Uncle Master is too polite."

It is obvious that Longhushan and his party are among them.

A young man with a face like a crown of jade and a Taoist robe can't hide his jade tree facing the wind.

The breath of the whole body is so natural that people can't detect the depth.

Maybe, this is the scary thing about reaching the nature of ten thousand dharmas?

hiss!
Zhang Wanfa, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, appeared with his own eyes.

The holy monk Ben Xing of Jinshan Temple couldn't help but gasped.

He felt a terrible sense of crisis from this little celestial master Zhang Wanfa.

It seemed that the young man hiding under this gentle face was like a scourge, frightening.

"Little Celestial Master!"

Staring at Zhang Wanfa, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, Wang Yangming couldn't help but look a lot deeper.

He could feel that Zhang Wanfa, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, was no less inferior to the nature of the holy monk of Jinshan Temple, even compared with him.

He also has no certainty of victory.

"In this case, then, Zhang Wanfa, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, Wang Yangming, the Confucian sage body of Jingyue College, and my holy monk Benxing master of Jinshan Temple."

"In addition, together with Xuanhai, the divine monk of Shaolin Temple, Murong Ziyou, the semi-sacred body of the Confucian Sage Academy, and the five arrogances, let's compete for the opportunity of the first ray of immortal power in this world, shall we?"

Seeing the scene fell silent.

Fear that it will change later.

At least, now he, the holy monk Benxing Master of Jinshan Temple, still has some advantages and is quite competitive.

In this case, Master Miaoyan rolled his eyes slightly, suggesting to speak out.

He wanted the five people in his mouth to compete first for the first ray of immortal power in the world.

Afterwards, if they fail to succeed, then think of other means to snatch the first ray of immortal power in this world.

Of course, if the person who got the first ray of immortal power in this world is not him, the holy monk of Jinshan Temple, the master of nature.

No way, they Jinshan Temple still have to make a move!

It should be known that there are many gods and fairylands in his Jinshan Temple and his party.

All of them have extraordinary combat power, let alone decorations!

Coming here is to win the first ray of immortal power for Jinshan Temple.

"Alright."

Hearing this, Master Hong Ku was the first to agree.

He looked at Xuanhai, the divine monk of Shaolin Temple behind him, although his face was somewhat unwilling.

After all, he knew that Xuanhai's growth rate was very fast, if the first ray of immortal power in this world appeared later.

Undoubtedly, Xuanhai, the divine monk of Shaolin Temple, is an existence not weaker than Master Benxing, the holy monk of Jinshan Temple, Zhang Wanfa, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, and Wang Yangming, the Confucian saint of Jingyue College.

"Amitabha."

After reciting the Buddha's name, Xuanhai seemed to be calm on the surface, but deep in his heart, it was already surging.

The dantian in the body is bursting with golden light, and the light of Buddha shines everywhere.

In a trance, a shining Buddha is consolidating in his dantian!
"I have no opinion."

"I don't know if the little celestial master has any opinions?"

On the other side, Longhushan Hong Zhenzi said that he has no opinion at all.

However, he respects his little celestial master very much.

He even asked the little celestial master Zhang Wanfa's opinion seriously.

"Everything is according to the orders of the uncle."

The little celestial master Zhang Wanfa had an amiable face.

There is no shelf at all.

Even if, his strength is already above that of Hong Zhenzi.

He still gave Hong Zhenzi great respect.

"I have no opinion either."

Tantai Mingyue naturally had no objection.

"can."

The Zhenyuan Confucianist of the Confucian Saint Academy is far from the prestige of before.

He said a word succinctly.

Just stop making a sound.

Looking at the half-life Murong Ziyou beside him, he didn't appreciate it as much as he did at first.

"Damn!"

Murong Ziyou was keenly aware of the changes in Zhenyuan Daru.

Feeling even more dissatisfied.

With a cold snort secretly, Murong Ziyou's face turned ferocious.

Especially when thinking about what Master Miaoyan said just now.

It was as if he and Xuanhai, the god monk of Shaolin Temple, were two extra heads.

This made him even more proud, completely unacceptable.

He sneaked a glance at Wang Yangming.

Murong Ziyou's heart was full of hatred.

He suddenly realized that it seemed that whenever Wang Yangming appeared, he couldn't stand out.

Wang Yangming's light will cover up his own light.

Think of these.

Murong Ziyou wished he could kill Wang Yangming quickly.

"Everyone, you all have your own spokespersons to compete for the first ray of immortal power in this world."

"Only I leave my Tianji Pavilion, isn't it appropriate?"

Looking at what everyone had already agreed upon, Tianji Pavilion Zhai Xingzi raised a different opinion.

In the words, it also revealed deep dissatisfaction.

"Amitabha, if the Heavenly Secret Pavilion has enough talents, they can naturally join in the competition for the first ray of immortal power in this world."

The proposal was made by the Master of Words.

Now, since Zhai Xingzi raised a question.

Master Miaoyan also chose to respond in the first time.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe that Tianji Pavilion could have any Tianjiao comparable to the five Tianjiao he said.

As far as he knows, even the gate of Tianji Pavilion has been occupied by Daqin.

The once holy son Yantian tragically died in the hands of Qin Huang Yingxi, and the saint Lianhua has become one of Qin Huang Yingxi's maids.

May I ask, in such a Tianji Pavilion, what kind of arrogance can appear?
It is not an exaggeration to say that Tianji Pavilion is now a lost dog.

However, due to the extraordinary strength of this star picker.

Among the people present, no one is willing to point out these things, just to offend a strong man like Zhai Xingzi.

"That is to say, if my Tianji Pavilion has a sufficient amount of Tianjiao coming, you and I will also agree to let him join in the competition for the first ray of immortal power in this world?"

Hearing this, following Master Miaoyan's words, Zhai Xingzi smiled strangely.

This smile made Master Miaoyan faintly feel uneasy.

He felt, perhaps, that his speculation was wrong.

No way, what he said just now has been calculated by Zhai Xingzi.

"Amitabha, if there are enough talents from Tianji Pavilion to appear, they should be qualified to join in the competition for the first ray of immortal power in this world."

The first one to agree with Zhai Xingzi was Master Hong Ku of Shaolin Temple.

He didn't deliberately want to make friends with Zhai Xingzi and Tianji Pavilion.

It's pure, he calculated, at present, among the five people who are qualified to participate in the competition for the first ray of immortal power in this world.

He, Xuan Hai, the divine monk of Shaolin Temple, has the weakest strength on the surface, and the chance of winning the first ray of immortal power between heaven and earth is also the slimmest.

In this case, he is more willing to stir up trouble.

Make the scene more chaotic.

If there is another Tianjiao joining Tianji Pavilion, it may not be a good thing for Xuan Hai, the monk of Shaolin Temple.

"Can!"

Similar to Master Hong Ku's idea.

Confucianist Zhenyuan of the Confucian Saint Academy also chose to agree afterwards.

"Hehehe, the more Tianjiao the better, the more lively the scene, the more fun to watch, I have no objection."

"Okay, stop talking a little bit, don't hide it, let the Tianjiao you hide in the Tianji Pavilion come out, and let us all see it."

While laughing delicately, Tantai Mingyue showed a nonchalant attitude.

As far as she is concerned, she absolutely believes in Wang Yangming's strength.

She believed that the first ray of immortal power in this world was none other than Wang Yangming.

The body of a Confucian saint.

In the future, he is destined to become a Confucian saint.

How can these geniuses present be comparable?
"Little Heavenly Master, I don't know what you think?"

On Longhushan's side, Hong Zhenzi was still asking the little celestial master Zhang Wanfa for his opinion.

"I have no opinion."

Shrugging, Zhang Wanfa, the little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, also has no objection.

Even if he has an opinion, he won't show it at this time.

Just kidding, doesn't that make him look weak?
that's it.

Shaolin Temple, Jinshan Temple, Confucianism Academy, Mirror Moon Academy, and Longhu Mountain all agreed to Tianji Pavilion's request to pick the stars.

"Okay, since that's the case, please take a good look at it."

"Zhai Xingzi respectfully invites the Holy Son to come!"

Following Zhai Xingzi's voice fell.

In the void, the figure of Yantian, the son of Tianji Pavilion, slowly appeared!

That's right, the saint son Yantian who had been killed by Ying Xi in the past, he actually came back to life!
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