True Immortal of Tianhe

The figures in front of them were none other than Wang Luotian, the eldest elder of the Reid family, and Wang Badao.

The two of them, along with a dozen monks from the Wang family, were walking forward under the leadership of a novice monk. Suddenly they felt a gaze coming from behind and couldn't help but turn around.

"The great elder is from the Tianhe Sect!"

Wang Badao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he whispered to Wang Luotian next to him.

Wang Badao hated the Tianhe Sect with all his heart, especially Zhao Xun. This was a murderous hatred, and it was simply sworn in. If this was not the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, he would have been unable to resist charging forward!
"Do not impulse!"

"Don't forget the purpose of our trip!"

Wang Luotian knew the enmity between Wang Ba Dao and Zhao Xun. Although murderous intent was rising in his heart, his face was neither sad nor happy. He glanced behind him indifferently and continued to walk forward.

Wang Badao looked at Zhao Xun in the crowd, gritted his teeth, and turned away.

Zhao Xun, who saw this scene in his eyes, couldn't help but chuckle: "The Wang family has made some progress in recent years, but a selfish family like the Wang family would actually come to participate in the meritorious deeds of suppressing the Purple Demon Abyss. This is surprising!"

"It's not a big improvement, it's just fear of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

Jin Jian Zhenjun did not worry about Master Huiyuan and said bluntly: "That old immortal Wang Luotian is the same generation as Senior Brother Ziyang. Now after so many years, he is still stuck in the late Yuanying stage and has not made any progress. I guess he has done too many things to his detriment. God Don’t let him break through if you have long eyes!”

Hearing what he said was funny, Zhao Xun and Zhenjun Tianxing both laughed happily.

"I think it's due to lack of qualifications and talent. Compared with Senior Brother Ziyang, Wang Luotian's talent is indeed very poor!" Zhenjun Tianxing said with a smile.

"The two senior brothers are right." Zhao Xun laughed.

A few people were so unscrupulous and laughed at the Wang family in public, which made the surrounding monks from all major forces who were invited to come over were dumbfounded.

It is said that the Tianhe Sect is extremely domineering and fierce in their actions. Now that I see it, it is indeed well-deserved!

Although the Wang family of Zhongzhou has become somewhat lonely in the past 100 years, it is still a first-rate force in the world of immortality and one of the top families in Zhongzhou.

Several Nascent Soul Lords from the Tianhe Sect looked like they were about to offend the Wang family to death, which made many people secretly dumbfounded.

"Big elder!"

Immortal cultivators have extremely keen senses. Not to mention such loud jokes, even if the sound is transmitted into their ears, those with advanced cultivation will be able to detect it. Wang Ba Dao in front of him suddenly couldn't help it.

"Let's go!" Wang Luotian's fists were clenched and turned white, his face looked ugly, but he still held back.

"You can bear this, you're a tortoise!"

Seeing that the Wang family's team had disappeared in front, Jin Jianzhenjun smashed his mouth and shook his head with some unfinished thoughts.

"True Lord's words...are indeed as sharp as before!" Master Huiyuan's mouth twitched twice, and he glanced helplessly at the three Nascent Soul True Lords of the Tianhe Sect.

"But the donors should still be careful."

"According to rumors, a certain important person in the Wang family once had his hair cut off and entered the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to practice. Now he has become a god and is extremely powerful. The Wang family came here this time probably because of the ancestor's face before coming to pay homage!"

Master Huiyuan had a good relationship with Jin Jian Zhenjun, so he mentioned it in a vague way.

"Oh? I wonder which Buddha it is from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?" Jin Jian Zhenjun was surprised and asked.

"There is nothing to tell you." Master Huiyuan smiled slightly and shook his head.

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhao Xun, Jin Jian Zhenjun and Tianxing Zhenjun also understood that it was quite good for someone to remind him like this, so they did not continue to ask questions without thinking, and put their hands together in thanksgiving.

Soon we arrived at the Main Hall.The main hall is magnificently built, with statues of the Buddha everywhere. It is very solemn and solemn. Even the air seems to be filled with the light and sound of the Buddha, full of Zen!
Huiyuan was one of the eight deacons of Wanfo Temple, with a high status. Monks kept saluting him along the way.

After entering the Main Hall and taking his seat, Zhao Xun was also looking at the monks in the hall. With a casual glance, he saw various forces from Zhongzhou and Tiannan Continent sitting in different positions.

The Five Elements Family, Taifa Shen Sect, Chaotian Palace, etc. even sent several Nascent Soul monks to help out.

"Amitabha! The leader of the Poor Monk Bodhidharma Monastery has received his seal and has met all the donors!"

After a while, a group of monks came outside the Main Hall. The leader was an eminent monk wearing cassocks, with a calm face and a strong self-confidence in his eyes, which made people feel awe!
He is tall, muscular, with solid and powerful muscles, and the aura he exudes is extremely powerful!

"Master Liaoyin, I wonder where Master Liaofan is?"

The head of the Shuide Family of the Five Elements Family frowned slightly and asked.

Although Wanfo Temple is the head of the Buddhist sect in the world, it only sent the head of Bodhidharma Temple to meet them. It was too underestimated. Such arrogant behavior made many people dissatisfied!

"My benefactors, please forgive me. In order to suppress the Purple Demon Abyss, Senior Brother Liaofan is in retreat to worship and refine the treasure of my Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. He will come when he comes out of retreat. Please be patient and calm!"

The first master of the Bodhidharma Academy, the seal master, looked apologetic and bowed slightly.

"I see." Everyone nodded.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has prepared guest rooms for you. Please rest here for a while. Once Senior Brother Fan comes out of seclusion, we will need your help to suppress the Purple Demon Abyss!"

Speaking of suppressing Zi Mo Yuan, Liao Yin's eyes were filled with fierceness and he laughed and said.

"Thank you, Master!"
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At midnight, inside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Zhao Xun was sitting cross-legged in a guest room practicing. Suddenly he saw the moonlight outside and the pleasant scenery. He opened the door and walked out of the guest room, admiring the moon and scenery in the pavilion in the yard.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by.

He frowned slightly, and with his powerful spiritual power, he noticed something was wrong, and couldn't help but use the black water stealth technique and walked outside.

After a while, I came to the outside of a simple Zen room and saw a sneaky figure pushing open the door of the Zen room and walking inside.

"That's Wang Luotian, what is he doing here?"

Zhao Xun was surprised. This place was deep inside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and ordinary disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were not qualified to live in it.

Sensing an extremely terrifying aura in the Zen room, like a Buddha suppressing it, he did not dare to approach it for fear that the other party would notice, so he backed away gently.

On the next day, Zhao Xun went to ask Master Huiyuan who lived in the Zen room.

"Oh, you are talking about that Zen room. It is the Jingdu Zen room. It is the residence of our Patriarch Mingxin of Wanfo Temple. Donors should not break in at will. Patriarch Mingxin does not like outsiders to enter his Zen room!"

When he returned to his residence, Zhao Xun chuckled and understood.

After a few days, Master Fan, the host of Wanfo Temple, finally came out of seclusion.

Master Liao Fan holds a golden ancient Buddha in his hands, like he is holding a sun. The rich Buddha light envelopes and releases it, covering his body as if the Buddha is alive!

"Everyone, please!"

Master Liaofan saluted everyone, then held the ancient Buddha in his hand and led the disciples of Wanfo Temple to the Purple Demon Abyss.

The ancient Buddha has not yet been stirred up.

The Buddha's light and Buddha's sound in the ancient Buddha turned into golden lotuses and fell into the devil's abyss. In an instant, painful wails and extremely sharp roars came from the devil's abyss. (End of chapter)