Chapter 367: Tianjiao Society?
p Who in the world doesn't know you!
A Zhu Xian, coupled with all Wang Zheng's excellent works, made Wang Zheng finally make a good start in Zhongzhou.
Under the strong exposure, Wang Zheng's fame has skyrocketed, no less than any Tianjiao in the world.
After all, the quality of Wang Zheng's works is there, after all, in Wang Zheng's works, especially Zhu Xian, the lineup is too luxurious.
is so luxurious that any force will think carefully about what kind of character Wang Zheng is to have such a big stroke and connections.
Zhuxian has achieved Wang Zheng, and also achieved the former Zhuxian Jianzun.
Because of a Zhu Xian, the Qilin family, Xingxing Pavilion, Leiyin Temple, Wang Zheng, all got huge exposure. If it weren't for Zhongzhou Tianjiao's imminent meeting, I'm afraid that this topic would be stirred up to the sky.
But after all, this world is dominated by power, and Wang Zheng also understands this very clearly.
Therefore, at this moment, he has moved to Leiyin Temple, and he is not in a hurry to write a new script for Leiyin Temple, but is thinking about how to consolidate his popularity and exposure.
"My current situation, like the small fresh meat made in batches in my previous life, although the exposure I have obtained through various means makes me seem to be unpopular, but in fact it is just a castle in the air.
And if you want this popularity to become stable and thoroughly remembered, you must speak with strength. After all, this world belongs to the strong. ”
In the wing room of Leiyin Temple, Wang Zheng sat on the bed, carefully analyzing the current situation.
"Now my martial arts cultivation is progressing gratifying with the assistance of a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures. And the exercises I have cultivated are certainly not comparable to those anti-heaven exercises. But at least in the current realm, the combat power I can exert is no worse than those anti-heaven exercises.
However, the accumulation is still insufficient, and if you want to completely complete the posture of the Grandmaster's consummation, you still need to get some suitable methods. ”
"But when it comes to combat power......
Thinking of combat power, a smile appeared on the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth.
As a TV series for cultivators, Zhu Xian is not of great benefit to Wang Zheng in terms of practice. But don't forget, the sword of Qingyunmen is a great treasure for Wang Zheng, who has the Flying Immortal Sword Realm.
And spiritual things such as Xuanhuo Jian, even if Wang Zheng is a martial artist, can still be used!
"However, the momentum of these treasures is too powerful. It's not good to manifest it in a powerful gathering place like Leiyin Temple. ”
Looking at the golden splendor outside the window, a complete scene of Buddhism Pure Land, Wang Zheng muttered to himself.
However, even in the Holy Land of Leiyin Temple, Wang Zheng did not have the previous sense of urgency at this moment, because under the huge willpower, the Zhuxian Sword was already close at hand!
Wang Zheng believes that as long as the serialization of Zhuxian is completed, the day when he will manifest the Zhuxian Sword will not be far off! With the horror of the Zhuxian Sword, it is certainly not the Zhuxian Sword of the Tongtian Sect Master, but in this lower realm, Wang Zheng also has the capital to save his life!
"Wealth is moving, and the Zhuxian Sword is not something I can master now. It's fine to be a hole card, but it can't be relied on as oneself. ”
Of course, along the way, Wang Zheng has made it clear which ones are true and which ones are foreign objects.
"So, what kind of Tianjiao will be my next battlefield?"
Thinking of the Tianjiao Meeting, Wang Zheng's eyes couldn't help but have a flash of essence.
According to the information he has learned, the Tianjiao Festival is the biggest event for the young generation in Zhongzhou. In the past, this Tianjiao meeting was held in the lower realm, and the strongest Tianjiao in the world was selected, and then handed over to the upper realm immortals to cultivate.
But thousands of years ago, Zhu Xian Jianzun shattered the immortal gate with a sword, causing the immortals to have not descended to earth for thousands of years, and there was nothing to do with the immortals.
But where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and even if there is no immortal foil, this Tianjiao will still be inherited.
"Immortals......?"
Thinking of the immortal gods, Wang Zheng couldn't help but sneer. I am not the stunned young man I was at the beginning, I have experienced so many things, and I don't have much awe for the so-called immortals.
Whether it is the Zhuxian Sword Venerable, or the Chaos Bronze Coffin that I saw at a glimpse of Tianji Mountain, or the Star Picking Pavilion, although they can't face the forces of the Upper Realm, but SOLO's words, the powerhouses of the Tianyuan World may not be cowardly.
At this point, Wang Zheng guessed that the real powerhouse of the upper realm, the existence of the transcendent fifth-order was the immortal god. It doesn't mean that all the upper realms are immortals.
It can only be said that the immortal realm and the god realm are more suitable for cultivation, and the average qualifications of the people there are definitely stronger than those in the lower realm, but it does not mean that the lower realm is useless.
Otherwise, the Immortal Sword Venerable would not have been like that at the beginning.
Just when Wang Zheng was thinking wildly, a strong Buddhist aura appeared in his perception. Wang Zheng collected his thoughts at this time, and then in a flash of thought, the soft true qi came out, and the door of the wing room slowly opened, making the little monk who was about to open the door stunned.
The little monk looked at the door he opened, as well as Wang Zheng's undisguised smile in the room, and scratched his little bald head with some doubts:
"My Buddha is merciful, the old man asked the little monk to ask the distinguished guests, and he is still used to it in Leiyin Temple. The little monk was full of aura, and after a moment of puzzlement, he hurriedly folded his hands and said to Wang Zheng.
Looking at the cute little monk, Wang Zheng wanted to tease him: "There is nothing inappropriate, after all, this Leiyin Temple is magnificent, and it can be called one of the best places in the holy land." ”
When the little monk heard this, his eyes rolled: "The donor's words are wrong, for my Buddhist monks, everything is a foreign thing. Only wisdom and discernment of the true self are true, and magnificence is but a test of the soul, just like the mirror and Bodhi, which will always be shining, no matter what kind of house it is in. ”
Hehe, the little hairy child is too young. I knew you would say that.
Wang Zheng showed a knowing smile, and then said, "Little monk, have you heard a word?"
"What's the matter?" Looking at Wang Zheng's malicious smile, the little monk's heart suddenly burst, but he still followed Wang Zheng's words.
"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the world, where is the dust. Wang Zheng looked at the little monk with a smile and was momentarily stunned, and a bad taste rose in his heart.
The little monk was not surprised, and the whole person was stunned.
In the face of such a Buddha, the master may not be confused. But such a little hairy child has three views at the beginning, and he is not deeply experienced, and for such a master-level Buddha, nine out of ten are confused.
"Hehe, the benefactor Huigen is really extraordinary. Why don't you enter my Leiyin Temple?"
Just when the little monk's heart was struggling to the point of sweating profusely, a voice that seemed to have magic suddenly sounded, soothing the little monk's struggling heart.
Wang Zheng raised his eyes and saw the Pure Heart Monk stepping on the lotus flower and coming from the broken void, looking at Wang Zheng with blazing eyes, as if he had seen through the bad taste in Wang Zheng's heart.
However, Wang Zheng's face is no longer what it used to be, how can he be empty because of this wise gaze?
Facing the Pure Heart Monk, Wang Zheng just smiled indifferently and said, "Just kidding with this little monk, Master Pure Heart don't mind." As for joining Buddhism, Wang's heart is not stable, and he is afraid that he will break the Tao. ”
When Jingxin heard this, he didn't say much, and touched the little monk's shiny bald head: "Ci'en, Lord Wang is just joking with you." Don't think about it, you are you, the Buddha of my Leiyin Temple. ”
When the little monk heard this, a flash of epiphany flashed in his eyes, his hands were folded, and he bowed with a clear eye: "Thank you for the bishop's teachings, the little monk is just kind and gracious." ”
"Hehe, go ahead. The Pure Heart Monk smiled and waved his hand.
The little monk of mercy nodded to Wang Zheng and Jingxin with a smile on his face, then turned around and left.
After only a few steps, the aura of the little monk of mercy suddenly rose!
Wang Zheng was stunned by this scene, how old is this little baby? Six-year-old Youmu You? This is an epiphany? The genius of the Holy Land is so unreasonable?
As if he saw Wang Zheng's doubts, the pure heart monk smiled and said: "The practice of mercy and grace is the Buddha Sutra of the Third World, discerning the past and looking to the future, but insisting on this life. ”
"I see. Wang Zheng suddenly realized, after all, Buddhism exercises pay more attention to a word of enlightenment than others, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Ci'en has such a harvest by chance.
"That's right, Master Pure Heart. Why did you suddenly come to the door in person? But what's the matter?" Wang Zheng suddenly asked.
Jingxin's smile is still the same: "It's nothing, Tianjiao will be soon, the poor monk Guan benefactor seems to be moved, and he came to ask." ”
When Wang Zheng heard this, he suddenly raised his head.