"Dai Yue country worships, ten pairs of spirit elephants!"

Rise!

The spirit elephant shook its proboscis and sprayed the spring water, with a golden body and white teeth, just like the statue in front of the Buddha, solemn and mighty, and the water light reflected the colorful water, adding a wisp of mystery.

"Dongsang Kingdom worships and offers ten buckets of mermaid beads...... The kingdom of Xiluo worshipped and offered ten pieces of Rakshasa divine iron......"

After the Dai Yue Kingdom, there are Dongsang, Xiluo countries come forward, one by one to offer the treasures, a pile, a piece of treasures are all counted by ten, meaning perfect, the strange light flows, the treasure light is released, looking at the onlookers of the people are not dizzy, not only to see the customs of the south and the north, but also to breed a pride of the heavenly dynasty.

The envoys of other countries said that they were offering treasures to meet them, but they were exposed in front of people, playing monkeys, comparing with the Great Zhou Dynasty, and making judgments.

"I didn't expect to see such a grand event in my lifetime!"

"Such a grand event is not seen even in the time of Taizong, and the majesty of His Majesty has surpassed that of the previous dynasty. ”

At dawn, the people said with relish, and the envoys of various countries listened to it tastelessly, but the proud officials of the dynasty did not have time to care about them, and after the envoys of various countries offered treasures, they rearranged the venue, erected a high platform, sprinkled with nectar, and burned incense, and the prosperous and lively venue suddenly became a little more quiet and fairy.

The discussion of the people gradually subsided, and the envoys of various countries became suspicious and angry, not understanding the behavior of the imperial officials, but also angry at this kind of differential treatment, but afraid of the powerful military power of the imperial dynasty had to suppress their thoughts.

"Zhengyi faction neutralizes the Taoist!"

But they can't help but be angry, as soon as the high platform is arranged, there will be an official of the Ministry of Etiquette who will roll up loudly, and an auspicious cloud will fall down from the high platform, and a Taoist with a purple and gold crown and a seven-star robe will also walk, and the fairy posture will be ethereal.

"Shenxiao sent Thunder Dao people here!"

Another thunderbolt flashed, and there was a silver-purple Taoist in a silver and purple robe out of thin air in the high platform, with thick black hair and a wisp of thunder printed on his eyebrows, not angry but mighty.

"Divine Sword Gate, a kendo person has arrived!"

Shout!

A flash of light flashed, and there was a neatly dressed swordsman on the high platform, jumping off the flying sword and being silent coldly, which naturally made people feel a sense of fierceness.

"Taiyi Cave, Guangcan Dao people have arrived!"

Suddenly, another golden light came, and its light shone brightly, and it blinded everyone's eyes with hatred, and terrified the hearts of the messengers of various countries.

At this moment, I know that the Great Zhou Dynasty not only has millions of heroes who can conquer the countries, but also has the masters who can fly to the heavens and the earth.

Of course, they don't understand the difference between the roll call of officials of the Ministry of Rites, before practicing the Yuan Shen, the Taoist master is called the Taoist, and after the Yuan Shen is practiced, the real person is called the real person, and the master of the Taoist faction has come to power, so naturally there are few Buddhist masters.

"Fahua Temple will Yan Zen Master arrive!"

While!

After the sound of the bell, a monk in a white robe with mangled shoes walked on the high platform, stepped in the void, stepped step by step of the golden lotus, and recited the Lotus Sutra, there was great beauty, great bliss, not only the people of the dynasty listened to the heart shake, but the foreign envoys all showed obsession.

"Humph!"

Zheng!

But at this moment, with a soft snort, a white light flashed out of thin air, piercing the Buddha's voice.

But it was a sword Taoist of the Divine Sword Sect, but he saw him pinching the trick with two fingers, and the white light that pierced the Buddha's voice flew back, turning into a wisp of sword qi and integrating into the sword weapon behind him.

Huiyan Zen Master's mouth flapped, his expression was silent, and he didn't make a sound, but also went up to the high platform and stood on the other side of the Taoists.

"It turns out that they are not of the same mind!"

After a change, the ordinary people who only run around for their wives on the kang on weekdays are inexplicable, and the foreign envoys who are good at intrigue have a lot of thoughts, which is a later story.

It was only said that the Zen master of Huiyan and a sword Taoist competed and fell, and the rest of the Buddhist Zen masters entered the competition much more low-key, and they did not provoke the confrontation without authorization.

Of course, the so-called low-key is also relative, although the Buddhist Zen masters do not confuse people with the sound of the Buddha, but the pomp still has to be spoken, some ride the gods to come, some drive the golden lotus to come, and the arms and arms are wrapped around the poisonous snake Jiao, all kinds of visions, but also see the knowledge of each person, so that the envoys of the Dai Yue country and the Xiluo country have seen a little more cordial.

Taoism has Taoists, Buddhism also has Zen masters and Taoists correspond, Taoists have real people above them, and Buddhism also has arhats, but Arhats are passed on from Fanbang, which is adapted to the culture of the Central Plains.

Wait for the Taoists and Zen masters on both sides to stand still, the officials of the Ministry of Rites retreat, and the King of Luling will personally come on the field to roll call the real people and the mage, although he is a royal family, but after all, he is not the prince, and he receives the real person and the mage as a prince, and it is not a fall, as for how the King of Luling thinks in his heart, only he knows.

"I respectfully invite Maoshan to teach Qingxu Zhenren, Taihua to teach Taihua Zhenren!"

King Luling's voice fell, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites knocked down the golden bell in time, but after waiting for a long time, no one came, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and he was hesitating whether to call again, and a figure finally fell from the sky.

"It's coming, it's coming, King Luling, don't worry, don't worry, the old way is here!"

It is said that it is falling, but it is better to say that it is rolling down, plopping and smashing on the high platform, the spring also seems to jump up, and a little old man jumps out, not tall, wearing a gray Taoist robe, is slapping hard, patting out a puff of dust, and there is no Taoist posture at all.

But it is the pure and real person of the Maoshan Sect, which really cannot be faked.

King Luling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and secretly frowned at the same time, but his city was extremely deep, how could he show it, and immediately said with concern: "How did the real person come so late? And why don't you see the real person Taihua?"

"You little doll has a lot of problems!"

Qingxu Zhenren muttered and blamed, no different from an ordinary old man in the world, but his eyes were extremely pure, like a child, looking at King Luling a little weak-hearted, he listened to him: "The first question Lao Dao can answer you, and the second question you can only ask Taihuazi, he has never been in tune, Lao Dao will be angry once he sees him, don't say, don't say." ”

Although the King of Luling knows the names of the two real people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he has never seen the true face, and he has the heart to ask about the details and the relationship between Lala, but he saw that the old man pointed to the void, and said with a smile: "The answer to the first question of the little doll is here!"

"Coming?"

King Luling was stunned, and a rapid whistling sound sounded, tearing through the sky, making him panic, and he hurriedly hid beside the pure and real people.

He was a little anxious, knowing how to find the highest ability to be a backer, Qingxu Zhenren couldn't help but take a second look, the next moment, a golden figure smashed on the high platform with a bang, broken wood splashed, the Taoist Zen masters hurriedly agitated the real power, propped up the protection, but heard a bang, the movement finally calmed down.

The Taoist Zen masters took a look, some laughed on the spot, some people were embarrassed, and King Luling's face also showed a little surprise.

It was none other than the sloppy monk who was shouted by Sha Tuo ten days ago, at this time he was covered in bruises, with golden blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and a pair of black and swollen eyes lined with a national treasure.

Qingxu Zhenren couldn't help but puff and laughed: "Heavenly Dragon Mage, what's wrong, this has been defeated, aren't you known as the strongest man in the world, how did you get beaten like this?"

"Amitabha, you are still down before the monk, don't laugh at fifty steps!"

The sloppy monk Master Tianlong dusted off his clothes, his hands were kind, and although he was embarrassed, his bearing was still extraordinary, as he once said, he still told the truth.

But the innocent real person jumped to his feet angrily and scolded: "Lao Dao was besieged by you, you have the ability to come one-on-one with Dawei's old bald donkey, Lao Dao has to beat you crying dad and calling mother!"

Well, now the King of Luling knows why the Qingxu real people are late, it is actually a few of their real mages who are doing it in the sky!

"The siege is also your first to come down!"

The Heavenly Dragon Mage replied plainly, but revealed the undeniable facts, and made the Qingxu Zhenren speechless, and snorted coldly: "It's a pity, you can't beat Taihuazi under siege, so you have the ability!"

As soon as these words came out, Master Tianlong also lowered his swollen eyelids, and recited a Buddha horn in a low voice, behind the Qingxu Zhenren, King Luling's eyes flashed, obviously extremely curious about the Taihua Zhenren who had never met.

At least, it can be known from the mouth of the pure void that among the four land immortals, the etheric true person has the highest ability.

"But I don't know, how does Taihua Zhenren compare to the national teacher and the empress?" It's just that he still has some doubts in his heart.

Airplanes!

But at this moment, a sword light suddenly rippled out of the void, the sword light was clear, but not demonic, and there was no domineering atmosphere, looking for the ordinary, just like the morning light, but there was endless vastness, shining on all things silently.

As the sword light passed, a golden figure was knocked out, and with a roar, it turned into a hundred zhang Vajra Law Appearance, holding an equally huge treasure pestle and crashing over.

"Dawei, are you still not convinced?"

A flat voice came out of the sword light, and there was a shock, like a cloud opening and dissipating, turning into a thousand swords and thousands of swords, and suddenly passing through the hundred zhang King Kong, only a puff of golden blood rained down, and where the blood landed, the sesame grass bloomed, the spirit ginseng grew, and the fragrant fragrance was all over the field, making those foreign envoys squeeze their distressed faces into a ball while breathing desperately.

"This kind of treasure, this kind of treasure, I am willing to exchange it for a thousand buckets of gold beads!"

The messenger who was lucky enough to be sprinkled with golden blood was as happy as the New Year, and hurriedly tore off the blood-stained shirt and hid it in his arms, his eyes vigilant.

"Still not convinced?"

But the battle in the sky was not over yet, the Dawei mage was really tenacious, even if he was pierced by ten thousand swords, he still struggled to attack, and the sword light that passed through the Dawei mage turned again, turned into a huge sword, and slashed hard.

"Amitabha, Taihua Zhenren, can you sell the old monk a face?"

At this time, another piece of pale gold came out, collided with the sword that was cut off, and shook it back, and there was a faint smile from Taihua Zhenren: "You are everywhere?"

But, why say it?

On the high platform, there was suddenly a white-shirted god-man, with a faint glow on his face, and he didn't know his true face, but who else could it be besides Taihua Zhenren?