Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 222
When Zhao Xuan revealed his cultivation as a great master, everyone in Wanfo Temple had mixed expressions.

The fat monk who practiced Happy Zen dragged his body weighing more than 300 pounds and hid behind Xuanzang.

Xuan Zhen, who just felt Zhao Xuan was arrogant, looked solemn and remained silent.

Xuanzang seemed to have just come to his senses, and looked at everyone in Wanfo Temple with an angry expression: "What are you doing? Donor Zhao is an old friend of the poor monk. You must not be rude, so please retreat."

He thought about it carefully and found out that he and Xuanzhen had always communicated through sound transmission and had never made it known to the public.

Logically speaking, Zhao Xuan should not have heard his words of scheming against Zhao Xuan.

Until Zhao Xuan came to find him, he only said one sentence, asking what Zhao Xuan wanted to see him for.

It was Xuanzhen who refuted Zhao Xuan, it was Xuanzhen who ordered the siege of Zhao Xuan, and it was the fat monk who practiced Huanxi Zen who made obscene remarks.

Strictly speaking, he never offended Zhao Xuan from beginning to end, and there was no undying hatred between the two parties.

Therefore, there is still room for maneuver in today's matter.

This can be seen from the fact that Zhao Xuan showed off his momentum but did not take action directly.

He looked at Zhao Xuan with a calm expression: "I don't know, Donor Zhao came to see the poor monk, but he has something to discuss?"

Zhao Xuan suddenly smiled: "I just came from Dao Sansheng's place. Do you really want to tell me the truth?"

Xuanzang's heart suddenly suddenly seemed to have remembered something, and he pretended to have a sudden realization and said: "The poor monk has remembered it. The Taoist Sansheng wants to harm the donor, and the poor monk has evidence."

With a righteous expression on his face, he said sadly: "I really didn't expect that this humble monk would actually collude with outsiders to deal with Taoist brothers. He is really sanctimonious and worse than a beast."

He immediately took out the recording stone and said, "The poor monk used the recording stone to record evidence of his crime and asked Donor Zhao to listen to it."

As he spoke, he used his true energy to move the sound stone, and Dao Sansheng's voice came from inside.

From the beginning to the end, it was Dao Sansheng who was talking about how to deal with Zhao Xuan.

Xuanzang's reply and what he said to persuade Tuoba Hong to believe in Dao Sansheng didn't leave a single word behind.

In order to protect himself, Xuanzang simply sold Dao Sansheng.

Zhao Xuan made a casual move, and the sound stone flew out of Xuan Zang's hand and landed in his palm.

He asked how to use it and after it could be used a few times, he tried it once and put the phonetic stone in his arms.

He looked at Xuanzang with a half-smile: "Master, don't you think that I will easily believe your provocation and let you go easily?"

"Dao Sansheng is a Taoist disciple of the Dao Alliance. Is it possible that he is a liar?"

He didn't believe that Xuanzang and Dao Sansheng could be intimate and trust each other without reservation.

As soon as these words came out, Xuanzang's pupils trembled, as if he had understood.

If he remembered correctly, warriors above the Grand Master level are not allowed to enter the ruins here, but they are not restricted from breaking through in the ruins.

This was an ancient restriction deliberately set by the ancient human emperor, in order to prevent the resources he had prepared for his second life from being taken away.

Except for his reincarnation, even if other people broke in, they wouldn't be able to get past the mummy that guarded the main tomb and had the strength of the Grandmaster Realm, let alone the spiritual slough left behind after the death of the Human Emperor with the strength of the Yin Shen Realm.

And his reincarnation can safely access his rich reserves of resources, practice successfully in a very safe ruins, and then go out.

Although the ruins are in the hands of Sanqing Temple, this information is also recorded in Wanfo Temple.

Xuanzang happened to see it before he came, so he knew it very well.

This was also the main reason why he allowed Dao Sansheng to take the treasures from the master's tomb and planned to wait for an opportunity to snatch them from Dao Sansheng.

Reminiscent of the fact that not long after he met Dao Sansheng, Zhao Xuan was promoted to the Grand Master realm and came after him.

He had to suspect that Dao Sansheng had long known that Zhao Xuan was practicing in seclusion in secret, and his suggestion was to cover up Zhao Xuan.

No wonder his provocation had no effect.

What a Taoist disciple, a proud and arrogant Taoist disciple, who has learned to tell nonsense.

You have to be more careful when facing him in the future.

Zhao Xuan looked at Xuanzang with a calm face: "Master, have you figured it out?"

Xuanzang felt bitter in his heart.

Of course he wanted to "get it."

He has been scheming all day long, but he fell into the hands of Dao Sansheng, who is least good at scheming.

Sure enough, honest people are the worst deceivers.

He only had one thought in his mind at the moment: "Run."

Again, the higher the realm, the harder it is to fight at higher levels.

Who can climb to this position, who was not a genius when they were young?

He asked himself that he could not defeat Zhao Xuan.

Likewise, he knew that Zhao Xuan was by no means a soft-hearted person.

But Zhao Xuan's aura has been locked on him from a distance, preventing him from acting rashly.

Xuanzang didn't move, but someone did. "Great Light Fist!"

Xuan Zhen, who was standing next to Xuan Zang, suddenly roared, clenched his fists and punched Zhao Xuan.

A white sun rose behind him, emitting dazzling white light, illuminating the dim underground palace into daylight.

While rushing towards Zhao Xuan, he pushed Xuan Zang hard.

The determined look in his eyes seemed to be saying silently: "Buddha, let's go quickly."

Xuanzhen had been brewing for a long time, then unleashed a blow with all his strength, sending out extremely powerful ripples.

In an instant, with Xuanzhen as the center, bluestone floor tiles with a radius of several hundred meters were lifted, and the turbulent air waves smashed the surrounding pavilions and buildings.

The other monks of Wanfo Temple next to him were caught off guard by the air wave and almost fell over.
Zhao Xuan looked indifferent, stretched out a hand, and stretched his fingers.

Five colors of white, green, black, red, and yellow divine light spurted out from the fingertips, intertwining into a colorful giant hand in the air.

He pinched Xuanzhen in his hand like a bug.

A mantis' arm acts like a chariot, and a mayfly shakes a tree. It's nothing like this.

Xuanzang didn't move, his eyes kept falling on Zhao Xuan.

Xuanzhen's move may not be to test Zhao Xuan's details.

However, Xuanzhen failed in one move, leaving him with no luck.

Can't escape.

He bet that Zhao Xuan would not go on a killing spree easily and formed a deadly feud with Wanfo Temple.

After catching Xuanzhen, Zhao Xuan did not stop.

Countless five-color divine lights emerged from his body and turned into colorful palms, accurately holding all the Buddhist disciples present, including Xuan Zang, in his palms.

He asked seriously: "Master Xuanzang and the 42 masters of Wanfo Temple present, do you want to live or die?"

Xuanzang, who had memories of his previous life, quickly realized that Zhao Xuan wanted something, and his intention was very big.

Otherwise, he would have already started killing people, so how could he be merciful?

He asked as if he was resigned to his fate: "What does Donor Zhao want?"

Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "Don't ask me what I want. Master, think about it carefully. What can you give me?"

"You can exchange one life for one thing, not limited to supernatural powers and secret weapons."

“It’s what I want, or what I think is worth the money, delivered and delivered.”

"On the other hand, if I don't want something that is of low value, I will treat it as if the master doesn't want him to live. It counts as my reward for helping the master kill people and will not be refunded."

"For each life, I will only give you one chance to make a bid. Master, please take advantage of it."

Zhao Xuan's voice was clear and bright, reaching the ears of everyone in Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Before Xuan Zang could speak, the fat monk who was happy with Zen immediately said, "Young monk wants to pay for his life."

Huanxi Zen is not popular in Wanfo Temple.

He was worried that Xuanzang would not pay a high price to save him, so he wanted to save himself.

Zhao Xuan shook his head: "Unfortunately, no."

His purpose is to get the art of cause and effect in Xuanzang's hands, not to collect all the garbage.

"But you spoke in time. I was just about to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys and convince Master Xuanzang that I was not threatening him, and you appeared."

Xuanzang's face changed slightly: "And..."

The word "slow" hasn't been uttered yet.

The big colorful hand holding the fat monk tightened suddenly.

More than 300 kilograms of meat exploded in the crowd, and many monks were covered in blood and minced meat.

Xuanzang's expression was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Zhao Xuan, does he really dare to kill someone?
In contrast to his disbelief, the others never doubted that Zhao Xuan did not dare to kill.

They are all the backbone of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and know how cruel the battle for orthodoxy is.

Some people are reciting Amitabha silently to stabilize their emotions.

Some people secretly cursed Zhao Xuan, saying he was a murderous devil.

But without exception, they all looked towards Xuanzang, waiting for him to take action to save their lives.

Someone couldn't help but said: "Buddha, just pay the price. When you return to the temple, the poor monk will try to compensate you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuan glanced at everyone and murmured to himself: "Who should we start with next?"

(End of this chapter)