Fetal Tibet.
Zhenjiang.
A river separated by two waters is the largest and longest river in the Tibetan realm.
It originated from the central mountain range of the Tibetan border, from west to east, with a total length of 322,000 miles.
Numerous ancient tribes and Buddhist kingdoms have been bred on both sides of the river, and it is also known as the mother river of the Tibetan realm.
The Guangyuan Temple is located in the hinterland of Zhenjiang, guarding the key points, sitting on the mountain and watching the water.
Behind it is the Cangming Mountain for thousands of miles, facing Baili River, the crisp mountain and forest of layered rocks, dotted with countless bright yellow tower spires.
"Master Qin, there is Guangyuan Temple in front."
On this day, a convoy from the northwest arrived in Zhenjiang.
City Lord Jingmen stood on the flying horse on the cloud bed, raised his hand to the green mountains and forest in front, his eyes were bright and enlightened.
The Jingmen City Lord, who guarded Jingmen City in the northwest of the Guangyuan Buddhist Society held once every five hundred years, had the honor to participate twice.
However, Jingmen City Lord rarely mentioned those two Guangyuan Buddhist meetings.
Qin Feng followed the direction of City Master Jingmen's fingers, slightly narrowed his eyes, and looked forward.
"Hidden but not exposed, the Taoism is natural, and the clever integration of the mountains and the temples is rare."
Qin Feng nodded slightly with his hands on his back.
"rare?"
City Lord Jingmen's face suddenly changed.
"Master Qin, this is the Guangyuan Temple in Zhenjiang, one of the ten most famous temples in the Tibetan realm, and the famous temple in the'Lingshan Wonderland'."
City Lord Jingmen glanced to the left and right with a guilty conscience.
"It's okay, just a general comment."
Qin Feng smiled faintly.
As Qin Feng Longdi, not to mention the ten famous temples in the Tibetan world, even the eternal famous temples on the "Lingshan Wonderland", Qin Feng also commented on it.
"..."
City Lord Jingmen felt bitter in his heart.
"It's a general comment, the mountain temple is there, isn't it just for people to comment, haha..."
Suddenly, a slightly frivolous voice approached quickly and resounded everywhere.
City Lord Jingmen used to caress his forehead, what he was really afraid of.
"Where did this guy come from?"
City Lord Jingmen's expression changed slightly and his eyes swept over.
I saw an unshaven, shabby beard, and a frantically grassy figure with black hair.
"Buddha friend said it well, let's go to Zhao Tiange."
Here comes the hands.
"Zhao Tiange?"
"Is that'mad monk' Zhao Tiange?"
A cadre of people in Jingmen City waited, and their complexion changed suddenly.
"Monk" Zhao Tiange, this is a guy who hates ghosts and is notoriously arrogant.
Even facing the great abilities of the mortal monks in the Wonderland of Lingshan, he dared to go up and refute a few words theoretically.
In the Guangyuan Buddhist Association five hundred years ago, this guy was facing Zen Master Guanghui in the wonderland of Lingshan.
Throughout the ancient and modern times, I loudly accused Lingshan Wonderland of only caring about my own practice, regardless of the Buddhism in the lower realm, and gradually breed all kinds of evil ways, which made the scene of the Guangyuan Buddhist Association that year was very embarrassing.
More importantly, this guy actually refuted Zen Master Guanghui speechless, so that Zen Master Guanghui left.
This is the origin of the name Zhao Tiange, the "mad monk".
"It turned out to be Zhao Tiange, this guy must have nothing good to show up."
Everyone in Jingmen City collapsed.
For five hundred years, although Jingmen City was located in the northwest, he had heard of Zhao Tiange, a "lunatic monk".
"My monk's name has long been famous all over the world. It's not surprising that you can recognize me, haha..."
Zhao Tiange was not modest at all, he was very arrogant.
"Buddha friend, I don't know the name of Gao?"
Immediately, his eyes fell on Qin Feng.
Among this group of people, it is also difficult for Qin Feng to see through.
"This is Master Qin, Zhao Tiange, you are offended."
The lord hummed coldly.
"Master Qin?"
Zhao Tiange's expression changed slightly.
In this Buddhist world, those who dare to call themselves masters are all figures with two brushes.
Moreover, the title of master was not self-appointed by Qin Feng, but was given by everyone in Jingmen City.
Qin Feng glanced at Zhao Tiange lightly, and there was nothing to say, his posture was much taller and colder than the opponent.
"Hey, it's a bit interesting, I was actually crazy by Lao Tzu."
Zhao Tiange seemed to smile but not smile.
At this moment, there was another violent voice around the void.
"Isn't this the'mad monk' Zhao Tiange from five hundred years ago?"
"Why does he dare to come to Guangyuan Buddhist Association? Isn't he afraid of the anger of the high monks in Lingshan Wonderland?"
Countless elders and nobles from the Tibetan realm and prominent ancient tribes who rushed to the meeting stopped one after another.
"Zhao Tiange is here, and this Guangyuan Buddhist Association can be regarded as lively."
"I don't know, will there be a lower realm of great virtue and monk in Lingshan Wonderland this time?"
These emperors and grandchildren in the Tibetan realm, and prominent ancient tribes, communicated with each other with divine knowledge, and looked far away.
"Master, who is Zhao Tiange?"
Amidst the boundless mountains, a bright young girl in flaming red flowing clouds and wide sleeves turned her hair to ask.
"A madman, relying on his own abilities, he is defiant."
A monk wearing a bright yellow robe snorted softly.
The old and the young are naturally Zen Master Guangzhi and Gao Xiaoyun.
"It turned out to be just a fanatic."
Gao Xiaoyun narrowed his eyes curiously and looked into the distance.
Suddenly, her face changed, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared in her field of vision.
"Master, look, that kid is Master Qin."
Gao Xiaoyun raised his finger and gritted his teeth.
"He is Master Qin? Is he so young?"
Zen Master Guangzhi looked at Gao Xiaoyun's fingers, narrowed his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.
Immediately, this bit of surprise was replaced by the killing intent.
Kongse monk, sky ghost, Lishui city... The two hundred years of Zen Master Guangzhi’s calculations were all destroyed by Qin Feng.
Zen Master Guangzhi observed for a while, and categorically waved his sleeves and said: "Don't worry, the show has just begun. At the Guangyuan Buddha Meeting, it is the time to expose the true face of this thief."
"With the master, this thief must not escape."
Gao Xiaoyun glared bitterly into the distance and followed in the footsteps of Zen Master Guangzhi.
"Gao Xiaoyun? She is here too, right next to her is Zen Master Guangzhi of Qingyan Sect?"
Qin Feng also noticed Gao Xiaoyun's master and apprentice.
"Why, Master Qin also has enemies?"
Zhao Tiange has a keen insight into this detail.
"Not an enemy, just a few annoying flies."
Qin Feng smiled lightly.
"Annoying fly, boy, who are you scolding?"
The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional.
Unexpectedly, the few passersby who had passed by suddenly stopped, thinking that Qin Feng was provoking them.
And these people are not kind at first glance.
"To dare to provoke us, really knows how to live and die."
"Kneel down and apologize."
Several people immediately stopped in the middle of the road and yelled.
"Everyone, let's comment. The three of us brothers, just passing by, were ridiculed by this kid. Are they unreasonable?"
Seeing these three people, Jingmen City Lord was slightly surprised.
"Isn't this the'Three Swordsmen of Cangming'? Why are they here too?"
"These guys are notoriously troublesome. Whoever meets them is unlucky."
"Master Qin, what do you think we should do?"
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