"Who are you? Why should we come here just because you tell us to?"
Before Ling Xiao could say anything, Zhao Ritian rolled his eyes and sneered.
The black-robed monk in front of him seemed to have the cultivation level of a ninth-level half-saint. His strength was indeed quite powerful, and he should have an extraordinary status in the White Horse Temple. However, his domineering attitude made Zhao Ritian very unhappy.
"You don't recognize me?"
The black-robed monk said indifferently.
Zhao Ritian was immediately amused by his words and said coldly: "Should we know you? We are practicing in the lotus pond, it has nothing to do with you, right?"
"The Lotus Pond is a sacred place in Buddhism. It contains the power that my White Horse Temple has accumulated for countless years. How dare you waste the Buddha's power to give birth to your body? How foolish! Which sect are you from? I am Yuanchen, the true disciple of Master Puzhao!"
The black-robed monk spoke calmly, with a condescending attitude.
"Yuan Chen? Disciple of Master Puzhao?"
There was a hint of wonder in the eyes of Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian. They remembered that when they were in Jinshan Temple, Puzhao did not reveal his true form. A hand dropped from the sky and suppressed the Heavenly Demon Saint.
No wonder Yuan Chen in front of him was so proud. Indeed, as a true disciple of Master Puzhao, he was no weaker than those princes and princesses in the Tang Empire, and his status was even higher.
Yuan Chen thought Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian were ordinary Buddhist disciples. Seeing them wasting the Buddha's power in the lotus pond, he couldn't help but come out and scold them.
"never heard of that!"
Zhao Ritian sneered.
“I’ve definitely never heard of it!”
Ling Xiao also spoke the truth and nodded.
Yuan Chen's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said, "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of me, but you dare to waste the Buddha's power in the lotus pond, take shortcuts, and don't follow the right path. You should go to the Discipline Hall with me!"
"Discipline Institute? Why? I have the White Horse Order. How I want to practice is my freedom. What does it have to do with you? You are really meddling in other people's business! Even though you are a disciple of the National Master, you have no control over us!"
Zhao Ritian immediately said with a bad look on his face.
He could feel that the Yuanchen in front of him was deliberately causing trouble, but he couldn't remember what crime he had committed against Yuanchen. Could it be that it was because they used the lotus pond to give birth to their bodies
Isn’t this reason too fucked up
"Why? Because this is the White Horse Temple! No matter which sect you belong to, you must abide by the precepts of the White Horse Temple. You have behaved improperly and violated the precepts of anger. You'd better come with me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Yuan Chen said expressionlessly, his voice very stiff.
"You're welcome? How do you want to be rude?"
Zhao Ritian sneered.
Ling Xiao's eyes also flashed with brilliance, and he slowly said: "Brother Yuanchen, we are just using the lotus pond to give birth to our bodies, so we don't need to go to the Discipline Court, right? Brother Yuanchen, please be flexible, we will leave the lotus pond now!"
Although Yuan Chen was aggressive, Ling Xiao did not want to cause trouble now. He just hoped to wait until the Paradise Conference in three days and reduce his presence as much as possible.
"It's too late! If you don't follow me to the Discipline Institute, I will have no choice but to capture you myself!"
Yuan Chen said indifferently.
"Brother, why waste time talking to him? Can a disciple of the Imperial Master be so arrogant? Come on, let me see how powerful you are!"
Zhao Ritian was really angry at Yuan Chen and said to him with a bad look while staring at Yuan Chen.
"act recklessly!"
Yuan Chen said coldly, with murderous intent flowing in his eyes, and punched directly at Zhao Ritian!
boom!
A black fist mark condensed on Yuan Chen's fist, containing an ancient and heavy power, unparalleled in strength, and wrapped in a blazing divine light, like a black lightning coming at a high speed.
"Then let's fight!"
There was a hint of blood red in Zhao Ritian's eyes, and blazing flames rose up from all around him. Even the void was distorted. He faced Yuan Chen without dodging and punched him directly.
Zhao Ritian was like a fire god of war. His fighting power was rising and his whole body was filled with elf-like flames. He collided with Yuan Chen at a high speed!
Boom!
The void shook violently, as if two volcanoes were erupting. Yuan Chen and Zhao Ritian were both shocked and could not help but step back at the same time.
"What is the purpose of this round dust?"
Ling Xiao stared at the battle between Yuan Chen and Zhao Ritian, his heart full of doubts.
The so-called waste of Buddha's power in the lotus pond was complete nonsense in Ling Xiao's view. This reason was totally untenable, so Yuan Chen must have other purposes for coming to cause trouble for them.
Ling Xiao couldn't guess Yuan Chen's purpose, and he had no idea that the reason Yuan Chen took action was because of the breath of the golden-winged Roc.
That’s right, since entering Chang’an City, Ling Xiao has put away the Golden-Winged Roc, but the aura of the Golden-Winged Roc on his body was still detected by Yuan Chen.
The reason why Yuan Chen attacked them was because of the golden-winged Roc.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The battle between Yuan Chen and Zhao Ritian was extremely fierce, and it also affected the other people who were still practicing in the Lotus Pond. Those figures woke up from their practice, and powerful divine thoughts spread out, and they immediately saw the battle between Yuan Chen and Zhao Ritian.
"Senior Brother Yuanchen is actually fighting with someone?"
Who is this person? Isn't he too ignorant of the limits
“I don’t know! But since Senior Brother Yuanchen was able to take action, I’m afraid this person really violated the White Horse Temple’s rules!”
Those divine thoughts intertwined and talked to each other.
However, they were not worried at all that the battle between Yuan Chen and Zhao Ritian would affect the Birth Lotus Pond. The Birth Lotus Pond was shrouded in a formation space, which was extremely mysterious and powerful, and even a saint would find it difficult to destroy it.
"Who is this guy who has the magical power of fire attribute?"
Yuan Chen's eyes were cold, but he was somewhat shocked. He could see that Zhao Ritian only had the cultivation level of a seventh-turn half-saint, but in the battle with him, he was not at all inferior, which made him feel a little threatened.
His attacks became more and more fierce!
boom!
Yuan Chen’s fist was as strong as a mountain, black divine light gushed out, and his eyes were extremely cold, as if an ancient sacred mountain was pressing down on Zhao Ritian.
The Sumeru Mountain Fist Seal is a supreme sacred method practiced by Yuanchen. It can condense the Sumeru Mountain, the ancestral land of Buddhism, and suppress everything with unparalleled power.
The bright sun in Zhao Ritian's palm was directly shattered by Yuan Chen. Mount Sumeru fell towards Zhao Ritian with great might, even blocking the void around him.
"Open it for me!"
Zhao Ritian roared, and the blazing flames around him seemed to condense on his fist at this moment. The void around him trembled violently, and his fist burst into infinite light. There was a vague and mysterious figure, rising directly into the sky!
That figure, with an invincible force that swept across the world, directly hit Mount Sumeru.
Snap!
Only a crisp sound was heard, and a crack appeared on Mount Sumeru, and finally it exploded with a loud bang.
And that mysterious figure, was pressing down on Yuan Chen with unstoppable force.
ps: The third update is over, everyone go to bed early.
(End of this chapter)