Enter Guangyuan Temple.
The Buddhas from all walks of life have gathered here, it can be described as a mixture of fish and dragons, and the scene is grand.
Guangyuan Buddhist Association, on the surface, talks about the principles of Buddhism and Zen.
But in fact, it is a contest between various Buddhas.
"Should we not preach Buddhism? Why did we start the contest directly?"
Qin Feng was slightly surprised.
"Preaching Dharma?"
Zhao Tiange sneered.
"Since tens of thousands of years ago, the Guangyuan Buddhist Association has changed its flavor."
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Tiange's mouth.
The former Guangyuan Buddhist Association really talked about Buddhism and Zen, and exchanged insights.
But as the desire for profit aroused, the Guangyuan Buddhist Association gradually became an opportunity to become famous.
After all, this is the lower plane of the Buddha realm, it is a huge dunya, not the Wonderland of Lingshan, everyone is also a layman.
Even more vulgar than the Nine Star Continent, the Dragon Realm, and the Protoss Great World.
Respect for the strong seems to be confirmed here.
"The fist is the last word. The strong one farts, and everyone sings praises, but no one will listen to the big reason of the weak."
Zhao Tiange sighed.
"Do you really think that the Guangyuan Buddhist Association 500 years ago, I refuted the Zen Master Guanghui with my bare hands?"
"That's when I pass through all the way and defeat the heroes, so I have the opportunity to discuss the Tao with Master Guanghui."
"The weak, hehe, don't even have the right to speak."
Zhao Tiange laughed.
"That's easier to handle."
Qin Feng was delighted.
If he really wants to talk a lot about Zen, he has no experience at all.
But if he speaks with his fist, it is the way he likes it.
"Master Qin, don't neglect."
Zhao Tiange's tone turned, and fell down.
"In the past two hundred years, spiritual energy has exploded, and cultivation has become easier."
"Recently, countless cultivators have emerged in the fetal Tibetan realm. Don't underestimate it!"
Zhao Tiange reminded.
"Although Zhao Tiange is arrogant, he is not an idiot, but he sees it thoroughly."
The Jingmen City Lord on the side secretly thought.
Immediately, he glanced at Qin Feng again, stealing the knife: "Fortunately, Master Qin is here, otherwise, with my cultivation base, not only will I not be able to make Jingmen City famous, but will make a fool of myself."
The last Guangyuan Buddhist Association was five hundred years ago, and his strength at that time still had some advantages.
But now, with the explosion of aura, many rising stars have completely surpassed him.
"The spiritual energy exploded, it seems that this matter has something to do with me."
Qin Feng smiled secretly.
He just didn't expect that the immortal spirit energy of the immortal realm would also penetrate into the Buddha realm.
During the exchange between Qin Feng and Zhao Tiange, many eyes were fixed on them.
Either surprised, or contemptuous, or hostile... All kinds of gazes surrounded Zhao Tiange like a tide.
"That's Zhao Tiange? A fanatical who even Master Guanghui dared to confront?"
"Yes, he is Zhao Tiange, the mad monk."
"Who is the person next to him? He who dares to walk with Zhao Tiange is definitely not a nameless person."
Soon, the focus of everyone's discussion shifted to Qin Feng.
"I know this guy, known as Master Qin, was the one who killed the Cangming Three Musketeers with one move."
"I have also seen that this person is practicing Prajna Finger. With a random finger, he killed the Cangming Three Musketeers, his strength is terribly strong."
"It's no wonder that if you dare to walk with Zhao Tiange, you are also a great master."
"This time the Guangyuan Buddha Meeting is lively, I don't know who can win the first prize?"
"The monk" Zhao Tiange was obviously very well-known, and along the way, countless people looked at the two and pointed.
However, within the two of them, there was no one except City Lord Jingmen and Wei Hongying.
As if these two people had their own plague, everyone consciously stayed away.
"My Lord, many people are staring at us."
Wei Hongying looked nervous.
"Don't say anything, just treat them as air.
The city owner is also under pressure.
Since he chose to go all the way with Qin Feng, he was already mentally prepared.
Even, he had already expected that someone would jump out and suppress them under the banner of "elimination of harm for the people".
"Is Zhao Tiange very tugging? I'm not convinced."
Someone in the crowd whispered.
"This master, we support you, it's time to teach Zhao Tiange a lesson."
"Yes, this is a place for Buddhist cultivation, not a place for such madmen to go wild."
Many people encouraged it.
However, no one dared to stand up.
Five hundred years ago, Zhao Tiange had already won the first prize and dared to confront the master of Lingshan Wonderland.
Without the strength to overpower the heroes, who would dare to fight Zhao Tiange
"Unfortunately, the'Wind Thunder Sword' Mo Feng is not present, otherwise, with the cultivation base of Mo Feng Ancient God Triple Heaven, Zhao Tiange's arrogance can definitely be suppressed."
Suddenly someone sighed.
"It is said that Mo Feng, the'Wind Thunder Sword', worshipped Fairy Tie Yu, with a wind thunder sword, unpredictable ghosts and thunder."
"In our Kingdom of Heavenly Blue Buddha, Mo Feng is definitely a top player."
It can be seen that people's voice for Mo Feng is still very high.
"Huh? Then, isn't that person Mo Feng?"
Just as everyone was discussing, a blue-clothed youth with a long sword appeared in Guangyuan Temple.
"It's really Mo Feng, when did he come?"
"Or is he always there? And we didn't even notice it?"
"There is a good show to watch now."
The crowd boiled, and all eyes were cast on Mo Feng.
"You are Zhao Tiange?"
Mo Feng looked cold and walked towards Zhao Tiange and Qin Feng.
The long sword behind him, before it was out of its sheath, faintly revealed a murderous aura.
"Say something quickly, let it go if you have a fart."
Zhao Tiange has no good words.
"I've always heard that Zhao Tiange, a monk, is arrogant, and I have seen it today."
Mo Feng's eyes became a little bit cold.
"I,'Wind Thunder Sword' Mo Feng, the ancient god Triple Heaven, since you are so crazy, it's better to teach a few tricks."
Mo Feng drew out the long sword, his eyes were full of cold light.
A fierce sword aura swept away in all directions, making the whole body hairy.
"How do you advise? Are you worthy?"
Zhao Tiange put his hands behind him, and looked at each other up and down.
"what did you say?"
Mo Feng's face was green.
"Five hundred years ago, I was already overwhelming, so what kind of thing are you qualified to provoke me?"
Zhao Tiange shook his head disdainfully.
Although the other party is also an ancient god triple heaven, but the qualifications are still too low.
"You dare to be ignorant, well, very well, my Feng Lei Sword hasn't drunk blood for a long time, and today I will take your head for a blood sacrifice."
Mo Feng was completely enraged.
He even forgot that this place is Guangyuan Temple, a holy place for Buddhist monastic repairs.
Seeing blood here is a big taboo.
The martial arts competition is possible, but the venue is not Guangyuan Temple, but a "Life and Death Shura Field" specially used for martial arts competitions.
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