"Chu Wangxian is back!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall was silent, and the temperature seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant.

Zheng Ruhai and Qi Tianyu, these two disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Sect, their eyes shrank, and their bodies were cold. In their frightened gazes, many elders in front of them also changed color in unison.

"Isn't he dead?"

The elder of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Sect, an eagle-eyed elder lowered his eyebrows.

"The Dongying incident shook the whole world, hundreds of cultivators died tragically, and even a few thousand-year-old monsters abroad died, this is true, but Chu Wangxian didn't see anyone dead or a corpse, do you dare to say that he died?"

The third-ranked Elder Huijian muttered.

"Yes, in the final analysis, Chu Wangxian is my Huaxia Immortal, he is the leader of the Immortal Alliance who overwhelms the four major immortal sects, and even the Divine Son can crush him, will this kind of person die in Dongying?"

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and smiled, looking sharply at the frightened Elders.

Everyone whispered, with a look of confusion.

"Everyone!"

Ogi Yijian, who was sitting at the top, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were like swords, and finally spoke.

"Master!"

Everyone was surprised, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and hurriedly bowed down to look at the head of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Sect, Di Yijian.

This kind of thing is a matter of life and death in Xianmen, and only the head of the sect can make an idea.

"Dare to ask, do we have a grudge against Chu Wangxian?" Di Yijian's eyes were deep, and he glanced around.

"No hatred!"

"Then did anyone fail to listen to my orders? Go to Yunmeng Mountain to cause trouble. ”

"This, no disciple should dare to do this!"

The head of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Sect, Di Yijian suddenly stood up, his eyes as sharp as a sword.

"That's good!"

He released the sword intent all over his body, and the entire hall was cold, and the cold wind poured in, and the terrifying sword intent mixed with the chill went straight to the bone marrow, forcing everyone to tremble.

"We have no grievances with Chu Wangxian in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, if he doesn't come back, what's so terrible?"

Everyone nodded, this is indeed the reason.

"Master, what do you do now?"

"Just need to figure out, he came back this time and said that he was going to convene a meeting of the Immortal Alliance, so what's the matter?"

The master's cultivation has improved to such an extent, is this about to become an immortal?

With the head of the mountain, they feel a lot at ease.

......

In a dilapidated hut.

The cold wind poured through the cracked door panels, making a rattling sound.

Two sloppy old men, drinking a little wine and knocking melon seeds, sat facing each other.

If the fortune teller is here, he will definitely look terrified.

The priceless treasure passed down from the yellow crown Li Chunfeng, the magic weapon that can peek into the destiny of heaven, the heavenly machine disk. It was casually placed on the table, with a plate of peanuts, melon seeds, and pickled cucumbers.

It's a terrible thing.

Looking at the two of them full of oil-stained robes, they actually revealed a golden light, which was extraordinary, this was clearly a magic weapon gossip robe, and this was a robe worn by immortals like Zhang Sanfeng.

These two people are actually one of the four great immortal sects in China, the head of the Tianyan Immortal Sect, Li Banxian. and his senior brother, Liu Liuyao.

Bang la la!

The three money bones fell to the ground, jumping and falling, and the two of them looked down and looked at each other, all of them on the back.

"The money landed, the murderer was not helped, the blood was all over the sea, and the head was not guaranteed. ”

Liu Liuyao solemnly put away the three copper coins, shook his head and admonished:

"Senior brother, it's not good, this hexagram is not helped, it is not helped, it is not helped, it is fierce. If you can't get out, you'll die as soon as you go out. You should stay with peace of mind and drink with the old man. ”

"You can't go out without going out. ”

Li Banxian, the head of Tianyan Immortal Sect, shook his head helplessly, spread his hands, and signaled that there was no way out.

"Oh, brother, what is it that makes you have to go out? Liu Liuyao asked with interest, holding another plate of peanuts in his hand.

"Senior brother, don't you claim that everything in the world is in the hexagram? Li Banxian squinted his eyes and said with a hint of cunning.

"Nonsense, I'm not too old, I know everything in the world. ”

Liu Liuyao spit out the melon seed shell and didn't have a good airway.

"Chu Wangxian is back. ”

Hearing Li Banxian say softly, Liu Liuyao was shocked, his hand shook, and the three coins fell to the ground, and it was a big hexagram on the back of the three.

"Fierce, fierce!"

......

In the dripping rain, in the Wutai Mountain Boundary, two ascetics were dressed in robes and trudging with wooden bowls.

The road was full of traffic, and passing cars slowed down, lest they splash the sewage on the ground.

Passers-by looked strangely, and now there are many monks with fat heads and big ears, and even many of them drive to live in buildings. And there are very few ascetics who go for thousands of miles and only eat by fate.

"Amitabha, this Chu Wang Immortal Fruit is here, master, let's go to the Yellow Temple. ”

"Apprentice, are you in a hurry?"

These two men are Master Nanshan of Manjushri Ashram and his apprentice Monk Hongfu.

Master Nanshan walked in the rain in front of him, unmoved.

Although his magic power is profound, he has been practicing penance in the world, and in the Manjushri Bodhisattva Dojo, he is a maverick and a one-man man, and he would even rather give up his status as the abbot of the Manjushri Bodhisattva Dojo than change his original intention.

His disciples did not dare to speak.

Hong Fu knew that the other brothers and sisters said that he was a fool to be an ascetic, and he was helpless, if it wasn't for the master who saved his life, he would not have followed the master to eat and sleep in the open, and he became a monk every day, and he has been practicing penance so far.

"Master, this Chu Wangxian harms my Buddhism Puxian Bodhisattva Dojo, Jizo Bodhisattva Dojo. The disciples are eager to eat their flesh raw and let them fall into the eighteen layers of hell. ”

Hong Fu paused, "Why don't you exert your mana, go back quickly, and see the true holy monk of Xitianjia as soon as possible." ”

He knew that Master Nanshan's mana was extremely high, and once he performed the Fengxing footwork, a hundred miles away, a cup of tea could be reached, and now he walked with his feet, and he didn't know how to walk to the Year of the Monkey.

After chattering a few words, Hong Fu saw that the master continued to walk and hurriedly followed.

"Disciple, do you really want to see the holy monk Gazhen?"

Seeing the excitement in his apprentice's eyes, Master Nanshan shook his head silently.

"In Tianzhu, people are divided into four classes, and in the Yuan Dynasty, people are also divided into four classes, do you think it's right?"

Hong Fu didn't understand what he meant, and only followed with his feet down.

He knew that the master asked himself that he was trying to teach himself the teachings of the Dharma, and Hong Fu listened attentively.

"Our Wutai Mountain Manjushri Dojo is divided into the Green Temple and the Yellow Temple, do you know what the difference is?"

Master Nanshan asked.

"Master, Qingmiao is also known as the monk temple, most of the monks are Han Chinese, generally wearing blue-gray monk's clothes, called Tsing Yi monks.

The Yellow Temple, also known as the Lama Temple, is the Buddha Gate of the Plateau. In the Gelug sect founded by Lama Tsongkhapa, all religious lamas wear yellow clothes and hats, and are called yellow-clothed monks. ”

Hong Fugong replied with his hands folded.

Master Nanshan nodded, and then said: "In this life, Master Zun has never seen the Holy Monk of the West Heaven descend to earth, and there is one thing that is not clear, why is the person who went down to the West Heaven this time to be a monk." ”

"Master, is there a problem with this? Whether it is a monk or a Han monk, aren't they all disciples of Buddhism?"

"Have you forgotten what the master asked you just now?"

"Master, the apprentice has not forgotten, you asked people about the four ranks. ”

Master Nanshan nodded, frowned at his apprentice and said:

"The true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are all Tianzhu people, this is a first-class person, and the holy monks of the West Heaven are also monks, this is a second-class person, we Han monks, third-class people, the majority of believers, fourth-class people. Disciple, when you say this, is it a matter of karma? ”

Hong Fu stopped, he was stupid, and hurriedly recited Amitabha Buddha, eager to cover his ears, and even thought that his master was crazy.

"That's it, I'll go to the Yellow Temple and see how they deal with Chu Wangxian. ”

Master Nanshan couldn't comprehend, he could only shake his head in disappointment, he grabbed his apprentice, and with a step on his footsteps, the person disappeared.