Chapter 36: The Way of the Monk
Yun Xianzi opened her eyes, stroked her long beard, and smiled and said, "That's the teacher's teacher."
Wu Ying's eyes lit up slightly, "Is it someone from the Immortal Immortal Dynasty?"
When Sun Zhu heard the "Immortal Immortal Dynasty", his heart trembled even more. It was a holy place as famous as the Heavenly and Earth Taoist Courtyard.
"Well!" Yun Xianzi nodded, with a proud face. He did have the capital of pride. The Immortal Immortal Dynasty was different from the Heaven and Earth Taoist Court, which directly dominated the endless territory including the Wu Kingdom, and was one of the giant forces on this continent.
"This ruin is extraordinary. It has been rumored that Immortal Lord has personally inquired about it!" Seeing that his little apprentice looked yearning, Yun Xianzi didn't mind revealing anything else.
"Immortal Lord?" Wu Ying opened her rosy little mouth slightly and didn't close for a long time. She knew that in the Immortal Dynasty, there was only one person who dared to be immortal!
That is the true master of the Immortal Immortal Dynasty, the Immortal Emperor!
"So this time the teacher specially brought you with you. You must perform well on this trip to the ruins..." Yun Xianzi stopped halfway, but Wu Ying understood completely.
"Don't worry, teacher!" Wu Ying smiled sweetly. If she could be attracted by the strong men from the Immortal Immortal Dynasty and accept disciples this time, then she would not be as simple as being the daughter of the Martial Emperor in the future.
She will become the true pride of heaven and transform into a true phoenix!
The road from outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains to the entrance of the Bronze Hall has long been opened.
The carriage came to the gate of the Bronze Hall and attracted a series of unidentified gazes.
"Hmph!" Yun Xianzi got off the carriage, noticed these gazes, and immediately snorted coldly, and a strong pressure emanated, causing the monks' faces to change drastically.
"The Nascent Soul Strong?!"
A monk spoke in horror and directly let a large area be vacant near the carriage.
Wu Ying also got off the carriage and looked at the group of monks around him who were rare in even the golden elixir. He showed disdain and smiled when he turned to Yun Xianzi.
"Teacher, don't we go in directly?"
Before Wu Ying finished speaking, a thunder sounded from the cloudless sky here.
"Boom!" The loud noise shook the world, making everyone terrified.
"No need, he has arrived!" Yun Xianzi stroked his beard.
"What?" Wu Ying was stunned. When she looked up again, she saw a golden sun soaring into the sky. In the dazzling sun that was almost impossible to look directly, a figure covering the sky was vaguely visible.
"Bronze Palace..." The figure of the big sun whispered, then restrained all his own strange phenomena, turned into a golden armored general, and slowly walked down from the sky.
"Yun Xianzi?" The general looked at Yun Xianzi, the only Nascent Soul cultivation level on the field, and spoke like this.
"It's just below!" Yun Xianzi, who was previously a master, looked very low at this moment.
"The third general of the Xuan tribe under the throne of the God Emperor, Yan Zhan!" The general reported his identity, which shocked Wu Ying, who had never dared to speak on the side.
Because of her teacher Yun Xianzi, she knew very well about the Immortal Dynasty. Under the Immortal God Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty, there are four tribes of heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang.
There are nine generals in each unit, and each general is in charge of the Immortal Dynasty God Emperor, commanding the army of tens of thousands of Immortal Dynasty. This Yan Zhan is to take charge of a territory, including the Wu Kingdom.
Such a war general who is like a prince, even if her father comes, he should be treated respectfully. After all, these war generals not only represent the Immortal Immortal Dynasty, but they themselves are enough to suppress all existences!
As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ying's face once again raised a sweet and lovely smile. Before he could speak, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky again.
"The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary! The name can be called, it is extraordinary!" A sound of chanting scriptures resounded throughout the world, making all the monks in front of the Bronze Palace fascinated, as if they heard the sound of the great way of becoming a saint and immortal.
Even Yun Xianzi, who had a Nascent Soul cultivation level, had a little intoxication uncontrollably emerged in his eyes.
"Hmph!" Yan Zhan snorted coldly, and a sun appeared behind his mind. An obscure fluctuation spread, instantly breaking everyone's obsession.
"All sentient beings suffer, why should the donor let them fall into the sea of suffering?" With a sigh, an old Taoist priest suddenly appeared in the scene.
No one of the monks who woke up noticed the old Taoist who spoke loudly was confused about the sound of the great way they had just heard.
"Do people in the Taoist Palace always pretend to be magical and ghost?" Yan Zhan spoke lightly, but a look of fear appeared deep in the golden eyes.
"Yan Zhan donor was joking." The old Taoist walked slowly, which made Yun Xianzi and Wu Ying notice this person.
"Dao Palace!" Yun Xianzi looked at the old Taoist's dilapidated Taoist robe and suddenly froze.
Another holy land!
"Amitabha!" A loud Buddha's name resounded throughout the world. A little novice monk clasped his hands together and walked slowly, allowing the old Taoist and Yan Zhan to look sideways at the same time.
"Is the West Wilderness Zen Buddhism also coming to join in the fun?"
"This place was left by my ancestors!" The sun behind Yan Zhan's head became more and more dazzling.
"What the donor of Yan Zhan said is wrong, and now we are also human race!" The old Taoist of Daogong smiled faintly, as if he could not see Yan Zhan's fighting spirit.
"This place is bound to be with me Buddha!" The little novice monk said with a word like gold.
"Go together!" The old Taoist Dao looked at Yan Zhan. There were a pair of vertical pupils in his eyes, which looked very strange. "At least, you, the third general of the Xuan Division, could not stop me!"
"Then start a war?" Yan Zhan's eyes were full of anger, and a spear appeared in his hand, and the war was about to start a war.
"Is this what does the Immortal Emperor mean?" The old Taoist priest laughed, "I have the Taoist ancestral order here!"
"The little monk also has my Buddha's will!"
One monk and one Taoist attacked Yan Zhan in a pincer attack. Yan Zhan's face changed repeatedly, and he finally let go of the spear in his hand.
When the old Taoist Taoist saw this, he smiled sarcastically, "That's right! There is a saying in the human race that a small impatience will cause great plans."
"Good! Good!"
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Just after Yan Zhan compromised, a faint voice came from the Bronze Palace Gate, shaking the world.
"The human race has fallen to this point!"
"Who is it?" The old Taoist of Daogong looked up at the bronze palace gate, and saw that the endless obscure patterns revived above the palace gate, exuding a kind of pressure that made him tremble.
"Dao clan? Buddha clan?"
"A weak race like this in the past was not even qualified to pay homage to the human race, but now he can do this in the human race..."
If the Wang family were here, they would definitely hear that this was the voice of Qin Shu.
But at this moment, the voice of the son-in-law of the Wang family contained the pressure that made the Taoist Palace and the little novice monk change.
Chapter completed!