What should I do if I become a Buddha at the beginning

Chapter 264 Planting the Roots
Under the attention of everyone, Wang Chang'an walked through the crowd and came to the front of Qi Long. The two of them were one meter apart and looked at each other from the air.

"I, Qi Long, come from the Qi Tian Dynasty."

"What about you?"

Qi Long took the initiative to tell himself about his family.

Wang Changan said calmly, "Wang Changan, from the Xuantian Immortal League."

Hearing this, Qi Long said again: "I'm a master of the Heaven-reaching Realm, you're doomed to lose this game."

As soon as these words came out, among other things, Qi Long's ancestor Qi Yunhong was speechless on the spot, his forehead was covered with black lines, this kid couldn't keep a low profile, and thought he could win before the fight started.

It seems that he must have been dazzled by the victories just now.

Thinking of this, Qi Yunhong couldn't help but stepped forward, looked at Wang Changan and said, "This kid is ignorant, and his words are neither serious nor serious, don't worry about it."

"This old man has an unsolicited request. I hope you will be merciful when the two of you compete."

The battle was just around the corner, but Qi Yunhong said such words in public, causing the onlookers to look at each other in blank dismay. Those who knew his identity felt strange, this is a semi-saint, and he is also the ancestor of Qi Long, how can he talk to an outsider? would be so polite.

People who don't know are still wondering, who is this old man? Qi Long has just won five consecutive victories, and he is in the limelight. How could he be defeated by an unknown person.

After all, not everyone knows that the leader of the Xuantian Immortal League is this unknown young man in front of them.

Hearing the old ancestor say such words, Qi Long felt extremely depressed, and complained disapprovingly: "Grandfather, how can you say that."

"It's not trying to boost other people's ambitions and destroy one's own prestige. It's too contemptuous of my strength."

"ignorance."

Qi Yunhong rolled his eyes and glanced at this ineffective junior, too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

"Grandpa, since you don't believe in my strength, then I will prove to you that I will definitely win this battle."

He waved his fist and shouted angrily.

After finishing speaking, he turned his attention to Wang Changan again, and said aggressively, "Come and fight."

"You're bound to lose this game. I will try my best to teach you a lesson."

"Let you know how powerful a cultivator in the Heaven-reaching Realm is. A real strong man is definitely beyond your imagination."

He is very conceited, thinking that he is a cultivator in the heaven-reaching realm, his strength is enough to despise his peers, and he is an invincible existence.

"cut."

Wang Changan glanced at Qi Long indifferently. This proud and conceited guy doesn't know how to keep a low profile at all.

"It seems that you are still not convinced, let's do it, let you see how powerful I am."

Seeing Wang Changan's calm appearance, Qi Long felt very upset, thinking that Wang Changan was belittling him, how could he bear it.

"If you don't make a move, once I make the first move, you will have no chance to make a move."

There was an unknown fire burning in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent his anger on his ancestor, so he turned his attention to Wang Chang'an.

"Ah."

Wang Chang'an couldn't help sneering when he saw Qi Long baring his teeth and claws. It felt like watching a three-year-old child play his temper there. It wasn't very threatening, but rather ridiculous.

"Why are you laughing, you feel unconvinced, don't you?"

Seeing Wang Changan sneering at him, Qi Long's anger jumped directly to the top of his head, his blood surged up instantly, and his anger soared instantly.

"It's so childish, it's ridiculous."

Wang Chang'an smiled and said, "Competing with you, I can defeat you with just one hand and one move."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the audience. People who knew Wang Changan naturally knew that he had the ability to defeat Qi Long with one hand, and it was not just talking.

But those who didn't know Wang Chang'an felt as if they had heard a fairy tale from the Arabian Nights. They subconsciously felt that he was too good at bragging, and wanted to defeat a cultivator whose strength had reached the heaven-reaching level with one hand.

Are you kidding me?
Qi Long's strength is obvious to all. He won five of the previous five battles, without losing a single one, and he won every battle with ease, without any pressure at all.

It can be seen from this that no one knows how strong his strength is, but at least in the eyes of everyone, it is simply unfathomable.

"How dare you say it!"

"Trying to beat me with one hand is ridiculous, the biggest joke I've ever heard."

Qi Long looked up to the sky and laughed outrageously. He laughed angrily at Wang Chang'an's words. Someone actually despised him so much that they didn't take him seriously at all. There was nothing to say about it. He could only teach him with great strength. How to behave.

He was completely enraged by Wang Chang'an's words, so he acted angrily without talking nonsense.

In an instant, the gust of wind howled, and a tornado quickly roared out of Qi Long's hands. The same move defeated five monks one after another. This move alone was enough, and there was no need to use the second move at all.

And this time, because Qi Long was full of anger, this move did not preserve his strength, and directly used the strongest combat power to drive the tornado storm towards Wang Changan.

This move was so powerful that even the onlookers were taken aback. They didn't expect the same method to be used this time to be so scary.

Passers-by involuntarily backed away, giving up a large enough space, for fear that they would be sucked in by this tornado.

On the way forward, the storm surged rapidly, flying sand and rocks wherever it went, and even the hard ground was scratched with clear scratches.

Faced with Qi Long's move, Wang Chang'an looked extremely calm, not only did not retreat an inch, he even just slowly raised his right hand in the face of the storm, and then slapped it out with a palm.

The seemingly random blow did not cause much movement, but when the palm was struck, a palm print flew forward with a crimson light.

Immediately afterwards, this fiery red palm print encountered a tornado storm flying in the air. One of them was silent and the other was loud. On the surface, it seemed that Qi Long's attack was more ferocious.

But when the two met, they collided directly, and the fiery red palm print penetrated into the tornado storm. The scorching flames stopped the terrifying storm, and then they were pierced through with a palm, from the tornado storm towards Wang Changan. Go in with one head, and then hit out from the other end, piercing through the entire storm in one fell swoop, directly defeating it.

With a palm strike, the storm was instantly destroyed, turning into chaotic wind blades, sweeping away in all directions.

For a moment, the chaotic energy turned into a wind blade, which contained the energy of a monk in the sky-reaching realm, far from being able to compete with it by ordinary monks.

But Wang Changan was very calm. After he slapped that palm, he waved his hand and directly destroyed the scattered wind blades in one fell swoop, so that they could not pose a threat to others.

The fiery red palm print, after piercing through the tornado, continued to move forward, unabated, and went straight to hit Qi Long.

At this moment, Qi Long's eyes widened in astonishment. It was hard to imagine that his full-strength attack would be easily dispelled by the opponent. A solid shield, trying to resist the palm print flying in the air.

The distance between the two was too close, and the shield that was formed hastily was broken on the spot the moment the fiery red palm print collided, and it didn't have much effect.

In a very short distance, after the palm print broke through the shield, it had already appeared in front of Qi Long. In such a short distance, he wanted to react again, whether it was to attack or defend, it was too late up.

thump.

With a muffled sound, the fiery red palm print hit Qi Long's body. Even though he had tried his best to use his strength to resist the blow with his tyrannical body, he was knocked into the air on the spot.

"Be merciful."

Qi Yunhong spoke out at the critical moment, interceding for this ineffective junior, and hoped that Wang Chang'an would not kill him.

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to kill him."

Wang Chang'an had already reserved something, otherwise if he hit with all his strength, Qi Long would definitely not be just being knocked into the air, but would be killed with one blow, which definitely wouldn't leave him with a chance of survival.

"what!"

Qi Long was knocked into the air and shouted angrily in mid-air.

This battle was really useless, and he couldn't swallow it.

The previous five consecutive victories had already boosted his confidence, but the sudden defeat directly knocked him to the ground.

The higher you fly, the harder you fall.

Qi Long's mood, being directly knocked down from the clouds to the ground, defeated by the opponent with one hand, and only used one move before and after, made him completely unable to accept this fact.

"I don't agree."

Just when he yelled these words, the body that was knocked into the air fell to the ground in embarrassment. Fortunately, his body was not seriously injured, and he still maintained a strong combat power, which allowed him to stagger back a few steps to counteract the blow. The powerful impact contained in one palm.

"Cough cough."

Until the retreat stopped, Qi Long only felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, difficulty in breathing, and itchy throat. He opened his big mouth forcefully and coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, which relieved a little.

"It seems that I was still injured internally by this palm."

Fortunately, the injury wasn't too serious. Although he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, which seemed embarrassing, he felt much more comfortable after he vomited.

Seeing this, Qi Yunhong quietly breathed a sigh of relief. With his semi-holy cultivation, he could tell at a glance that Qi Long was fine, but he was vomiting blood, which seemed rather frightening.

In fact, it was just some internal injuries, not serious, as long as you go back, calm down and recuperate with luck, you will recover soon, and it is not a big problem.

Just now, he was really worried that Wang Chang'an would strike hard. Even if he didn't beat him to death with a single blow because of his sympathy, if he was seriously injured, he would be embarrassing himself.

"Thank you, little friend, for showing mercy."

Since Wang Chang'an complied with his request and did not lay hands on Qi Long, it means that he owed Wang Chang'an a favor and had to express his gratitude.

Wang Changan nodded to Qi Yunhong, expressing his gratitude for accepting him.

After all, today is the day of the alliance meeting, and friends from all walks of life are present. There is no need to kill Qi Long on such an occasion, kill Qi Long, or directly abolish him.

Having said that, although Qi Long was arrogant and arrogant, in the previous competition, he only went to the end. After defeating the alliance disciples, the battle ended without hurting anyone.

At most, it's just a bad mouth, deliberately mocking and trampling on the dignity of the loser.

Regarding this point, Wang Chang'an did the same thing. He didn't seriously injure Qi Long, but he beat him until he vomited blood with one palm. The damage was not high, and it was extremely humiliating.

This is equivalent to apologizing for those alliance disciples who were defeated by Qi Long.

At this moment, Qi Long's face was livid, the blow of failure was too painful for him, as the prominent prince of the Qitian Dynasty, he had never failed in his practice so far, and he had already cultivated an invincible belief.

But at this moment, he failed, and the invincible belief he had cultivated for decades was also shattered with a single palm.

The blow of failure made it hard for him to bear.

At this moment, he was in a bitter mood, and his strong unwillingness prompted him to roar to the sky.

"I'm unwilling, I want to go against the sky."

"We must wash away this great shame with our own hands."

"May God give me strength, I want to become stronger, defeat my opponent with my own hands, and regain that invincible confidence."

Qi Long's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and roared madly. The hoarse shout made a group of people not far away, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

What's going on here?

Dare to fight with others, but dare not face failure?
You really deserve to be a member of the royal family, just like the flowers in the greenhouse, they cannot withstand the wind and rain.

I can't stand a little setback, and my mentality collapses.

The most speechless person at the moment was undoubtedly Qi Yunhong, the ancestor of the Qitian Dynasty. Seeing the younger generation yelling crazily, those roars were like a pair of invisible hands slapping his face.

It's too embarrassing, to make such a fuss in front of everyone, where to put his old face.

Qi Yunhong couldn't take it anymore, his old face was black, like the bottom of a black pot, and he stared fiercely at Qi Long.

"Little bastard, quickly shut your mouth for me, the old man's face will be completely humiliated."

"I can't stand a little setback. How could you cultivate such a shameful thing?"

"Listen to me, practice is a road full of ups and downs, there is no such thing as smooth sailing, even if you encounter many hardships, it is nothing."

"Frustration and suffering can only make you stronger."

"This is an opportunity to grow. Only when you have a strong mind, you can accept all kinds of rivers, and you can still deal with it indifferently despite the suffering, can be the way of the strong."

"Otherwise, even if you have a high level of cultivation, what's the use of it? Kong has the ability, but he doesn't have the corresponding state of mind. Sooner or later, he will be taken advantage of by the demons, and all his life's learning will be destroyed."

Although Qi Yunhong was very angry, he still tried to enlighten this incompetent junior with the experience of the elders, hoping that he could figure it out and grow his mood through the tempering of this failure.

"No, that's not the case. I'm not reconciled. I must personally wash away this great shame for myself."

(End of this chapter)