Chapter Twenty-Four: The Great Dao Mantra [New Books for Collection]

Da Luo Holy Land.

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It's not dawn yet!

But the entire Daluo Holy Land is extremely serious.

100,000 disciples, ready for battle.

From outside the Daluo Holy Land, all the way to the Daluo Lundao Temple.

Each disciple's face looked serious.

Today, Master Xuanxin is coming, attracting the attention of the world.

The major forces in Zhongzhou have already come to the Daluo Holy Land.

At such a moment, no one should be presumptuous.

Every link, every detail, must not be wrong, otherwise, it will be a loss of face in the Holy Land.

On the Temple of the Dao.

There are already a sea of people around, and the top ten holy places in Zhongzhou have all sent high-level officials to watch the discussion, and some of them are young and handsome.

Today's discussion of the Tao has a great impact, and even the major holy places have sent the deputy holy lord or the Supreme Elder to come here.

Because if they really lose, they will directly negotiate countermeasures, and their arrival means that they have absolute power.

It can be said that everyone in the world knows that Zhongzhou Daomen will never allow Buddhism to come to Zhongzhou to promote Buddhism.

Therefore, people in the world also know that this battle can only be won and not defeated, and if it is defeated, it will lead to great disasters.

Demons and alien races, eyeing each other, when Buddhism and Taoism are fighting, they will definitely get in the way.

If you zoom in, this dialectic has a huge impact, and an invisible bloody storm has quietly permeated the entire Zhongzhou.

"You say, this Senior Brother Da Luo, will he win?"

Around the Dao Hall, there were young generations of junjie, and they couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe, but at least that's the last hope."

An elegant man said.

"Xuanxin is too strong, whether it is dialectics or fighting, it can be called the first person of the same generation, and Buddhism may really be prosperous."

A young man in golden armor said calmly.

"Yes, there is a great person in the Buddhist Sect, but Senior Brother Da Luo is by no means an ordinary person, and he can be judged by the Sect Master of the Heavenly Machine Sect as the first immortal cultivator throughout the ages, so he naturally has his confidence."

A young monk surrounded by yin and yang qi said.

"The emperor will win."

A man in a python robe spoke, this is a young king of the Daqian Dynasty, and his tone is extremely firm.

"The Holy Master will win."

A young man from the Haoran Sect also spoke, establishing an invincible heart.

People were talking.

In the Daluo Palace, the Qingyun Sect is sitting on the main seat, and on the left and right, there are the high-level leaders of the major forces in Zhongzhou, everyone's face is calm, and the palace is extremely quiet.

No one wants to break this silence.

But the more serious it is, the more terrifying it is to argue with the Buddha.

If the Taoist door wins, the Buddhist door declines.

If the Daomen fails, the Buddha will prosper.

The impact is very great, and even mixed with the luck struggle of the two major sects, the stakes are very high, and it can affect the entire world of immortal cultivation.

One carelessness will lead to a great disaster, and it will definitely not be as simple as the destruction of lives at that time.

Little by little, time passed.

Ugly time.

Yin time.

Mao time.

Chenshi.

Finally, Master Xuanxin came.

"Someone is coming!"

"Master Xuanxin is here."

"He's coming, he's coming."

"Look, Xuanxin is here."

"Is it finally here?"

"I'm so excited, I'm so excited now."

"Don't talk, I'm fine, but I'm excited when you say it."

"The peerless collision between the first day of Zhongzhou Daomen and the first day of Buddhism, whether the Daomen is strong or the Buddhism is strong, it depends on today."

"The younger generation doesn't mean anything, but it can represent the future."

"I'm nervous, I'm nervous, I'm so nervous now."

"What about Senior Brother? Why hasn't it come out yet? ”

With the arrival of Master Xuanxin, the entire Daluo Holy Land was in an uproar.

"Silence!"

And at this moment, a loud voice sounded, it was the voice of the master of the Criminal Law Hall.

In a word, let everyone be quiet.

At this moment, everyone realized that they had made some gaffes.

Outside the Holy Land of Daluo.

Xuan Xin held a wooden pestle in his hand, wearing a very simple white robe, his face was vicissitudes, his feet were covered with dirt, and his face was smiling indifferently.

"Da Luo!"

Xuan Xin spoke slowly, he looked ahead, and the Da Luo disciples were already standing on both sides, their faces were serious, showing the demeanor of Da Luo.

"Poor monk Xuanxin, today I came to the Daluo Holy Land to debate Buddhism with Lu Changsheng."

Xuan Xin opened his mouth, his voice was not loud, but it seemed to have divine power, so that everyone in the Daluo Holy Land could hear it.

"Please!"

At this time, a voice sounded, but it was not Lu Changsheng's voice, but the voice of Da Luo's high-level officials.

If there is a guest, you can't refuse it.

"Thank you."

Master Xuanxin thanked him, and then walked step by step, step by step, to the Dao Hall.

Half an hour later.

Master Xuanxin has arrived at the center of the Dao Temple.

The so-called Lundao Hall is a huge circular yin-yang plate, Master Xuanxin sits in a black place, he is dressed in white, and from a high place, it seems that there is an indescribable detachment.

Countless eyes were focused on Master Xuanxin.

Everyone was silent, and countless young heroes showed even more surprise.

Because Xuanxin is too ordinary, so ordinary that he doesn't want to be a high-ranking monk at all, but just like a little novice.

It's not what you imagined.

Theoretically speaking, the Xuan Xin, which can defeat the Nine Holy Lands and claim to be the reincarnation of the Buddha, should not be like this.

But it is precisely because of this ordinariness that it makes people feel even more extraordinary.

In the center of the Dao Palace, Xuan Xin seemed very quiet.

Without saying a word, he waited for everything.

"I'm waiting to invite Senior Brother!"

And at this moment, as a voice sounded, in an instant, the Daluo Holy Land, 100,000 disciples, at this moment, said in unison.

"I'm waiting to invite Senior Brother."

"I'm waiting to invite Senior Brother."

"I'm waiting to invite Senior Brother."

The sound was deafening.

Tens of thousands of young heroes in Zhongzhou locked their eyes on the main peak.

Everyone looked at each other expectantly.

This shocking battle is about to begin.

And yet at this very moment.

Among the main peaks.

A voice rang out.

"The Tao is the way."

"Very much."

"The name is famous."

"Very famous."

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, famous, the mother of all things."

The voice sounded, just like the Xuanxin mage, the sound was not loud, but it was like a divine power, falling into everyone's ears.

But it's different.

After this voice sounded.

With the Daluo Holy Land as the center, terrifying mana spreads out one after another.

Purple gas came from the east and spread for 30,000 miles.

In the sky.

The stars tremble.

Ancient statues, at this moment, instantly burst out with immeasurable light.

Inside the Da Luo Palace.

At this moment, everyone who has been acting extremely calm.

In an instant, they opened their eyes one after another, revealing a look of shock.

"Great Dao Mantra!"

Someone lost his voice, and the shock in his eyes could not be suppressed.

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