Chapter 907: Lu Wang's Immortal Ancestor

"Huh. The old man smiled and said to himself: "That little guy was really able to toss back then, and he actually mixed into the Elder Keqing of the Shadow Fox clan." I also made so many good friends who can be entrusted with life and death. I just don't know how that kid's kendo is practiced. ”

"You can rest assured, Master. The woman beside him smiled and said, "Senior Brother Shen's disciple, how could you be so bad? Have you forgotten the big move he made at Star Sword Peak?"

The old man smiled suddenly and said, "You didn't mention me, but I forgot, that kid should also be a genius of cultivation." ”

He restrained his smile, took a breath, looked at the people around him, and then suddenly raised his voice: "Thief bald! The smell of incense on your body is about to smoke the old man, what are you still hiding?

This sentence is not loud, but it is heard by all wilds. All of a sudden, the monks were in a hurry!

The old man pointed out two things in one sentence, one was that there was a monk in the Buddhist sect hidden beside him. The other was shocking, he actually mentioned the Yeluo Tribulation! Almost none of the Jindan monks present knew what the Yeluo Tribulation was, and at least half of the Yuanying monks had never heard of the Yeluo Tribulation.

The face of the Divine Transformation Cultivator moved slightly, and he didn't know what the purpose of the Bitter Sword Sect's Divine Transformation Patriarch was to raise this question at this moment.

"Amitabha. A Buddha horn came from afar. The sound of this Buddha horn is quiet, not loud but faintly humming. Almost everyone in the monks present felt that their hearts were clear, and they couldn't help but be secretly surprised by the high level of cultivation of the people who came.

"Qi Daoyou, I haven't seen you for three hundred years. You're still so spicy. "A tall, thin monk folded his hands. Quietly floated over.

"Jingtuo Temple actually arrived first. The Dazhen Temple and the Lingyin Buddha Pavilion are closer to each other, so they must not be far away, right?" Qi Wenyuan said with a distant smile.

"The reason why the poor monk did not come out to meet with the Taoist friends was because he was waiting for several other senior brothers. The monk fell in front of Qi Wenyuan and said.

"That's going to be soon, too. Qi Wenyuan nodded and asked, "Tianfo Mountain, Xiaoleiyin, Luojia Temple, and Blood Buddha Sect, they shouldn't miss this grand event, right?"

The monk smiled bitterly at Qi Wenyuan and said, "Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, the catastrophe is coming." How can my Buddhism be left out of it? Even you have come from southern Xinjiang without tireless work, how can we wait?"

"Not necessarily. Perhaps he had some prejudice or opinions about Buddhism, Qi Wenyuan was not polite at all to this monk who was obviously an old acquaintance: "Don't you always say that you are detached and jump out of the red dust." ”

The monk whispered a Buddha horn and simply stopped answering his words.

Qi Wenyuan was unceremonious to this monk, but the others did not dare to be careless. This person is actually a senior monk from Jingtuo Temple, which is one of the top ten leading sects of Buddhism in the world!

However, there are also many disputes between different schools in Buddhism, so they are not in harmony when they establish their own sects. There was even a very fierce conflict between the Dharma Nature Sect and the Pure Land Sect.

However, any great Buddhist sect is a strong representative of transcendence and independence in the cultivation realm. The strength is by no means inferior to that of any major sect of the Dao Sect.

It's just that listen to Qi Wenyuan's name one by one. These Buddhist sects actually came together today! Could it be that there was really a catastrophe in front of them, so that the Buddhist sects actually abandoned their usual gap and joined hands to fight the enemy?

For a while, the town was full of whispers. The elders of the various sects were whispering to the disciples about the Night Luo Tribulation.

"It turned out to be the Night Luo Tribulation. It seems that this news from the Zuo Immortal Relic Clan must have something to do with the Yeluo people. The gray-haired old man's eyes flickered, and he said to the red-faced old man.

Fortunately. The red-faced old man smiled and said, "When I came, I estimated that this time would not be so simple, and I made sufficient preparations." ”

The gray-haired old man turned his head and smiled at him, and said no more in tacit understanding.

"Hmph, those bends and bends of your Buddhism have naturally already figured out what is the stake in this Sealing Mystery Realm. Qi Wenyuan smiled coldly, and did not let go of the monk's intention at all: "But you who have always regarded yourself as compassionate and compassionate actually did not make any movement in advance, where is the majesty of the Buddha Gate that ascends to the heights to resist the external demons? It seems that after the destruction of the Six Paths, the Buddha Gate has also fallen greatly." ”

When the monk heard Qi Wenyuan mention the words "Six Paths of Destruction", his face darkened, and he sighed and became even more silent.

However, fortunately, at this moment, one after another great monks arrived, and Qi Wenyuan was not given another chance to damage him.

In the cultivation world, people in Buddhism have always been relatively low-key. But every time there is a big event, the people in Buddhism have never been left behind. Therefore, in the minds of those high-level cultivators, these high-ranking monks in Buddhism are still very powerful and mysterious.

Today, the monks in the Buddhist sect actually rushed here, but this exploration of the mystery world is really related to the invasion of the Yeluo people.

"Lord Qi, the poor monk is polite. "An old monk's eyebrows are bent, and he is a foot and a half long. His eyebrows and long beard are snow-white, but his appearance looks like he is in his fifties.

Qi Wenyuan returned the salute with his fists, and seemed to attach great importance to this old monk.

"I don't know what kind of signs your sect's Lu Wang and Lu Daoyou have?" asked the white-eyed old monk.

"Zen Master Xuefeng, my senior brother Lu Wang recently received the metaphor of his bloodline Immortal Ancestor, and the first battle of this Night Luo Tribulation will come. The Yeluo people are menacing this time, and they are quite desperate and crazy. This battle is related to the rise and fall of my Cangyuan Realm's luck for a million years, so there is no room for mistakes. Therefore, my Sword Sect almost poured out of the nest, and even I, an old man, had to lift my sword out of the mountain. ”

Qi Wenyuan's words couldn't be clearer, that is, if you enter the Sealed Mystery Realm, you will face the first invasion of the Yeluo people! Moreover, it sounds like this battle will be very tragic!

Suddenly, many of the monks began to talk.

"Isn't there still a few decades left for the Yeluo invasion?"

"Why? dare to let this Zuo Immortal Relic Clan let us in, just to help them resist the Yeluo people. ”

"Grass, it's a trap. I'm not going!"

"No, I have to quickly notify the sect to send more manpower!"

For a while, a stream of spiritual light flew out, and it was a contact talisman of various sects.

"Amitabha. The Xuefeng Zen Master with his eyebrows hanging down his chest folded his hands and nodded, and said, "No wonder, no wonder." It turned out to be a battle of luck. I have several high-ranking Buddhist monks who have great powers of Buddhism, such as his heart and Brahma eyes, and so on, but they have not seen it clearly. But he lost on the word luck. Thank you for your candor. ”

Qi Wenyuan smiled slightly.

In Buddhism, what is practiced is willingness, and what is valued is cause and effect. In the Daomen, what is practiced is mana, but what is valued is luck. This is also the biggest difference between the two genres. The battle for luck in the world is related to the reproduction of hundreds of millions of living beings in the Cangyuan Realm, and to the life and death of this realm. Buddhist monks can see all kinds of details of this matter, and even see all kinds of specific information about this battle, and even the results of this battle can be known in advance. But they can't see the mystery behind this battle.

"Since it's a battle of luck, we're all foils. An old monk dressed in a white-washed robe full of patches said in a low voice.

"That's right. Qi Wenyuan agrees with this.

"Qi Daoyou. A Zen master who looked to be in his thirties asked, "I don't know your sect's Lu Wang Daoyou, which immortal ancestor is his immortal?"

Qi Wenyuan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lu was originally good at the way of Yibu, and in this way, he is also famous. However, because of repeated interference with the heavenly machine and vainly following the way of heaven, he was completely disabled. ”

Regarding Lu Wang's matter, most of these eminent monks and the gods present were clear. In order to get a clearer answer, Lu Wang always did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life and limbs, so that although his cultivation was high, he was already on the verge of dying and was covered with scars. And this injury of his and his longevity, no kind of pill will work, it can only be like that. What kind of heavenly treasures, what rare medicinal herbs, panacea, are not even of the slightest use to these injuries. Because these scars and the lack of life span are taken by heaven. The majesty of heaven cannot be changed.

"But this time, Senior Brother Lu's Immortal Ancestor issued an edict, and it also erased my Senior Brother Lu's injuries and restored his youth. Qi Wenyuan lightly threw a bombshell!

"What?!" The senior monk who asked suddenly widened his eyes! Having cultivated to their level, they were so clear about the meaning of such a miracle thing. This means that Lu Wang's bloodline is inherited from an extremely powerful immortal! I'm afraid this person will not be under the True Immortal, maybe it will be a Da Luo Golden Immortal or even a Purple Mansion Golden Immortal!

The answer thrown by Qi Wenyuan, the most powerful ones who were thundered, were the old monsters of the Nine Heavens Sword Gate in the distance. I didn't expect the Bitter Sword Sect to have another guy whose ancestor was an immortal, doesn't this mean that the strength of the Bitter Sword Sect is even more terrifying?

"My Senior Brother Lu, his Immortal Ancestor is also quite famous. You should have all heard that his Dao name is Pure Yang. ”

All of a sudden, the eyes of the surrounding monks looking at Qi Wenyuan changed!

Lu Chunyang, one of the five ancestors of the Northern Taoist School, is not only famous and powerful, but also among the immortals and gods revered by the folk and ordinary people, he is also among the best!

Unexpectedly, Lu Wang's Immortal Ancestor would actually be this immortal who was a god!

"Amitabha. The middle-aged monk who asked sighed and said, "No wonder the world's luck is tilting southward. I see, I see. ”

A monk, you look at me, I look at you, there is a bit of clarity in his eyes.

For these monks playing dumb riddles, most of the monks around them were confused. Only Qi Wenyuan smiled lightly, and he also knew it in his chest.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what we are helping is the luck of the world. Qi Wenyuan's eyes flashed and stared at these monks: "What do you say, although we are all supporting roles, we are the main force. What do you say?"

"Hehe, what Lord Qi Shi said is extremely true. Zen Master Xuefeng nodded with a smile and said, "All the sects of my Buddhism are here, this is already an attitude." What do you say?"

Qi Wenyuan nodded vigorously and said, "Then there is no need to say more." Rest for a while, and we'll go and meet those extraterrestrial demons!" (To be continued......)