Fan Yixiao's words fell, and Huijue didn't know how to answer her for a while. *With* Dream *Little* said .lā's own master, the monk Guangfa, how powerful is this question, Huijue has never thought about it specifically, he just knows that his master is very powerful, very powerful, and not good. But how high the Guangfa monk cultivated was, he had never pondered carefully. It may be that he has been living with the Guangfa monk all along, and he subconsciously ignored this problem.

It's just that, at least in Huijue's impression, he has been subduing demons and subduing demons with his master over the years, and he seems to have rarely missed. Even if there are occasional twists and turns, but in the end, no matter how powerful the demons and monsters and yaksha spirits are, they will be subdued by him.

"A saint can be called holy only when he is fully detached and detached from the mundane. Fan Yixiao said. Her gaze calmly fell on the body that Hui Jue was now occupying, and then she continued, "The body you possess now has reached the realm of transcendent sanctification. It can reach the realm of fire that cannot be burned, water cannot be drowned, and thunder cannot be extinguished. It's just that what he has achieved is only physical sanctification, not real sanctification. ”

"A true saint needs to be the combination of essence, energy, spirit, spirit, spirit, body, and mind, and all of them can reach the realm of transcendent sanctification. Under the saints, there are mortals, no matter how powerful they are, they are just ordinary people, and they can't reach the hall of elegance. But once you are sanctified, the six realms are combined, and you reach the truly profound realm. Whether it is martial arts, Xuandao, and has reached the realm of a saint, what martial arts, spells, and supernatural powers have no meaning and difference. ”

Fan Yixiao said this, she paused slightly, "There is a sentence that says, under the saints, they are all ants. When a saint makes a move, no matter how many people there are, no matter how many masters, they may be their opponents. The saint is the one who can exist as an enemy nation. Do you know why the whole Fahua Monastery hates you so much, but they have to take in your master and apprentice all the time? Because they are afraid, they are afraid of your master......

"Shut up!"

Hui Jue shouted, he looked at Fan Yixiao coldly, "Who are you?!What is the purpose of you approaching me?!" However, when Hui Jue's words fell, Fan Yixiao just smiled dumbly, laughing wildly. It's a rare smile for her. After laughing, she just regained her original cold expression, looked at Hui Jue coldly, and said, "Who am I? What is the purpose of approaching you?" There was some mockery in her words.

"I am a disciple of the Xianxia Sect, our Xianxia Sect and your Fahua Temple belong to the same righteous path in the world, and you are one of the authentic sects of Buddhism. We are one of the authentic sects of the Daomen. And we're still neighbors. Fahua Temple is at the northern foot of Yuntai Lianmai. Our Xianxia Sect, at the southern foot of the Yuntai Lianmai, although there are mountains in the middle, but in fact, cultivators, these mountains are still difficult to become an obstacle between you and me, right?"

As Fan Yixiao's words fell, Huijue had already opened his mouth wide in shock! He seemed to be a little incredulous, "You...... How is this possible, I've never heard of it, the Xianxia faction also has a secret technique for cultivating the way of corpses! Aren't the people of the Xianxia faction all like to go high and high, wear a neon coat and feathers, burn incense and scatter flowers, and pretend to be a ghost?!"

Hui Jue said this, his eyes seemed to subconsciously can't help but look at Fan Yixiao again. Fan Yixiao's voice was very cold, cold and frozen bone marrow. On her face, there has always been long black hair hanging down, and behind the long hair, there are cold eyes, although she can't see her face, but Huijue has no doubt that her face is definitely cold and ruthless. This is also too far from what he had seen before, the disciples of the Xianxia Sect!

Just like Fan Yixiao said, Fahua Temple and Xianxia School are very close, and the two factions still have some contacts and historical origins. It is said that the ancestors of the two factions were originally a couple. As a result, because of the intervention of a third party, the patriarch of Fahua Temple was angry, ran to Yuntai Lianmai, and became a monk. And the ancestor of the Xianxia faction, in fact, has always been concerned about the former, so he also followed him and came to Yuntai Lianmai, but she was thin-skinned and unwilling to come to the door by herself. He also settled at the southern foot of the Yuntai Lianmai, hoping that one day, the former could wake up.

However, it is a pity that the patriarch of Fahua Temple is a dead eye. As a result, the two people looked at each other across the mountain, but they couldn't let go of their faces, and finally delayed for a lifetime. And this is also the origin of Fahua Temple and Xianxia School.

Fahua Temple, this name is naturally the name given by the first patriarch.

As for the Xianxia faction, the ancestor of the Xianxia faction is a woman who likes to dress up and look like flowers and moons, so all along, the Xianxia faction, no matter what their ability, is definitely dressed in dust, and the Xianxia faction is full of style.

Because he was in Yuntai Lianmai, and Huijue often followed his master down the mountain to subdue demons and eliminate demons, he often met disciples of the Xianxia Sect, especially in several towns under Yuntai Lianmai Mountain. The people of the Xianxia faction are all gorgeously dressed and generous, while Huijue and his master Guangfa monk are ragged, often biting a steamed bun and drinking cold water, so Huijue has always had a lot of opinions about the "local tyrants" of the Xianxia faction!

"Are you really a disciple of the Xianxia Sect?"

With a puzzled and strange gaze, Hui Jue seriously looked at Fan Yixiao carefully, and then said so. But when his words fell, Fan Yixiao just sneered and said, "If it's fake, I am indeed a disciple of the Xianxia faction, and my master is Yue Lianqiao, one of the seven sons of Xianxia." You must have heard of my master's name. ”

Fan Yixiao's words fell, and Huijue's heart was shocked. Yue Forsythia, one of the seven masters of the Xianxia Sect. Although the Xianxia sect is a whole sect, there are seven veins in the sect, that is, seven views. The seven contemplators were synthesized into the seven sons of Xianxia. Yue Forsythia is one of the seven sons of the contemporary Xianxia School. Legend has it that Yue Forsythia has been practicing for more than 100 years. The cultivation is profound, and the means are ruthless, she is a ruthless character of the Xianxia faction, and everyone knows about it, that is, the head of the Xianxia faction, who is also one of the seven sons, is afraid of her.

And Yue Forsythia has a big vein, not only because of Yue Forsythia, but what is even more terrifying is that it is rumored that above Yue Forsythia, there is an old monster's master alive. That old thing, he's been living for almost five hundred years. It is one of the oldest antiques in the world.

"It turned out to be a junior sister......"...

Looking at Fan Yixiao, Hui Jue said embarrassedly.