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Madman Chu's level in Taoism is too high.
Especially since he has been in seclusion for three years and studied the Emperor's Sutra, his understanding of Taoism is now as high as that of a saint.
After realizing this, Kuangren Chu suddenly came up with an idea, what would happen if he discussed Taoism with the saint now?
A long time ago, he had the idea of discussing Taoism with saints.
But there has never been a chance.
And now, this opportunity is right in front of him.
"Wait a moment." Madman Chu took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in his heart. It wasn't that he was timid, but that the saint was preaching now. It would be a bit disrespectful to talk to him rashly.
Thinking of this, Kuangren Chu held the Kunwu Sword in his arms. He no longer listened to the saint's sermons, but instead began to comprehend the mystery of the sword's soul.
This was more useful to him than listening to the sermons of saints.
… …
Time passed, and three days passed in an instant.
The saint's sermon also came to an end.
Everyone gradually came to their senses from the saint's words, and everyone seemed to have benefited a lot, even the Supreme One had something to gain.
"Thank you saint!"
A supreme being stood up and bowed.
"Thank you saint!"
The rest of the people also stood up and saluted in a decent manner, expressing their sincere gratitude.
The white-browed saint smiled faintly. After this sermon, he gained some merits. Although the merits did not have much effect on the body, they added up. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still flesh.
"This sermon ends here. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask." The white-browed saint said calmly.
The monks' eyes lit up, they seized the opportunity, and quickly raised their doubts one by one, and all were answered by the saint.
"Sage, this world is a time of great contention. According to you, who in the world has the best chance of winning the throne?" Ao Cang suddenly asked.
As soon as this question came up, many people became interested.
The white-browed saint did not answer directly, but said calmly: "This is a heavenly secret, and we can't figure it out except for us."
"Then how long does the saint think it will take for another emperor to emerge?"
This time it was Yuan Hong who asked.
"This era of great strife is an unprecedented change. The Great Dao is manifesting. However, if you want to become an emperor, you need to practice in various ways. It can take as little as a hundred years or as long as a thousand years." The white-browed saint said with a frown.
He hasn't become an emperor yet, who knows how long it will take for someone to become an emperor.
"Sage, I heard that the heart ladder in front of your palace can test the Taoist heart of monks. But now that the heart ladder has collapsed, do you think Chu Kuangren's Taoist heart can be compared with that of the ancient emperor?"
Wu Chenzi glanced at Kuangren Chu, and then asked.
The corners of the white-browed saint's mouth twitched slightly, and he also knew about the destruction of the heart ladder.
He couldn't figure out Kuangren Chu's Taoist heart, and he didn't dare to judge whether the other party's Taoist heart could really compare with that of the ancient emperor.
After all, this matter is too incredible, but if you say you don't know, wouldn't it be a shame for you as a saint
Why do these little guys always ask things they don't know
The white-browed saint suddenly thought of something, his eyes were deep, and he pretended to be mysterious and said: "Don't say it, don't say it."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at each other, a little confused, what did this mean
Everyone was extremely curious, but the saint didn't say anything. Even if they were so curious that they felt like there were ants crawling in their hearts, they wouldn't know.
"Saint, I have been trapped in the realm of the venerable for two thousand years. How can I break through?" At this time, a venerable asked suddenly.
Although this question is still difficult, he still knows a little about it compared to the questions that the previous saints didn't know.
The sermon lasted three days and the Q&A took two days.
The white-browed sage felt that it was almost time and turned his attention to Kuangren Chu with a little curiosity in his eyes.
Because from the beginning to the end, the other party just sat there, neither listening to his sermons nor asking him questions, and just kept holding his sword.
The whole person is like a sculpture, motionless.
The white-browed saint all doubted what the other party was doing.
Not only the saint, but also other people noticed the strangeness of Kuangren Chu and looked at each other, wondering what the other party was up to.
"Kangren Chu, you are so brave. The saint is in front of you, but you are so ignorant of etiquette and ignore the majesty of the saint."
A supreme leader suddenly questioned Kuangren Chu loudly.
Buzz…
At this time, the Kunwu Sword trembled slightly, revealing half of the sword, and an extremely terrifying sharp aura locked onto the Supreme One.
The Supreme One's face turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning. This sharp aura actually made him feel like his life was hanging by a thread.
That sword is terrible.
Everyone was also secretly horrified.
It is worthy of being the number one sword in the Hundred Sword Manual. It is the only holy sword known in the world that is fused with the soul of the sword. It is indeed worthy of its reputation and is so terrifying.
Madman Chu woke up leisurely, pressed the hilt of Kunwu's sword and put it back into the scabbard. He stroked the sword body and murmured softly as if to comfort Kunwu: "It's not worth being angry for such a person..."
Then, he looked around, then looked at the white-browed saint sitting on the futon, and said with a faint smile: "Is the sermon over?"
The white-browed saint nodded slightly, "Yes."
"Well, this junior also has a question to ask the saint."
Many monks looked at him curiously.
"Please tell me." The saint's face also straightened up a little. How difficult must it be to solve such a doubt that even a peerless genius cannot understand
"The saint preached for three days and gave answers for two days. Are you tired?"
What
Everyone looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
What kind of problem is this
"It's acceptable." The white-browed sage said. He also didn't know what kind of medicine Chu Kuangren was selling in this gourd.
"Ha, if that's the case, can you please have a discussion with me, sage?" Chu Kuangren said with a chuckle.
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell into an eerie atmosphere of silence.
Everyone is doubting their ears.
What did they hear
Madman Chu wants to discuss Tao with a saint? !
“Bold!!”
"Shu Zi, how dare you speak such arrogant words!"
A few terrifying auras suddenly erupted, but several Supremes glared at Kuangren Chu.
The white-browed sage preached to them. To them, he was just like a teacher, and they had great respect in their hearts.
In their opinion, Kuangren Chu's current behavior was undoubtedly provoking the saint. How could they not be angry
Buzz! !
A burst of sword chants broke out!
An extremely terrifying sword charm filled the air, overwhelming the power of several supreme beings in an instant and forcing several people back.
Several people who were originally furious suddenly looked at Kuangren Chu in shock.
"I'm asking the saint, not you."
Kuangren Chu glanced at those supreme beings, and then looked directly at the saint, "I wonder, saint, would you like to discuss the truth with the juniors?"
The tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but conveyed a sense of seriousness.
Everyone believed it.
Madman Chu really wants to talk to a saint for advice! !
Thinking of this, they didn't know how to express their inner thoughts. They couldn't tell whether they were shocked or disdainful.
But one thing they were sure of was that they would never dare to ask the saint to discuss Tao like Kuangren Chu did.
Don't even dare to think about it.
"We are here to listen to the saint's sermons, but this madman Chu is actually here to hear the saint's sermons!"
Some monks couldn't help but sigh.
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