Where there are people, there is strife.

Even if they are monks, they are not all pure and do nothing.

Then again, don't even Buddhist monks who pride themselves on having six pure roots struggle over different understandings of the Dharma?

Therefore, as long as you are human, it is natural to fight.

The martial arts of the Land and Water Festival is designed to express this nature.

The monks who came out of the dining hall were all stirring with surging mana fluctuations, which were brought by the many dishes of the vegetarian feast, which made them feel as if they had been beaten with chicken blood at the moment, and they urgently wanted to vent in the ring.

"The place we are going to now is the martial arts field of the Great Buddha Temple, where there are multiple prohibitions specially set up for martial arts competitions, and monks who want to show their strengths in martial arts competitions can enter it. However, during the daytime martial arts conference, monks are generally not allowed to participate in the spiritual tribulation period and above. In the evening, it is the stage for the performance of the mighty monks. ”

Under the guidance of the Sanniu Daoist, Rowan and his party also came to the martial arts field of the Big Buddha Temple with the tide.

It wasn't until they walked here that they discovered that the Golden Buddha of the Great Buddha Temple was actually erected in the middle of the martial arts field!

I'm afraid that the core of the forbidden formation of the martial arts field is within this Ten Thousand Laws Golden Buddha!

As soon as they entered the surrounding area of the martial arts field, the monks who had originally acted sporadically and independently were looking for their own families and mothers, and gathered according to their various sects.

Even the three Niu Dao people, under the greeting of a little disciple, had no choice but to say goodbye to Luo Wen and the others, and returned to his Sixty-Nine Sect.

"Sure enough, although this martial arts conference is a point-to-point spell exchange on the surface, once you enter this place, you can't help yourself, every monk represents the sect behind them, and I am afraid that they will not be able to admit defeat easily. Looking at the back of the Sanniu Daoist, Rowan couldn't help but think.

After that, he led his disciples to find a place to gather for loose cultivation, preparing to be a beautiful audience.

But it backfired, and a familiar little novice soon found them.

"Amitabha!" Little Shami came to Rowan and quietly rolled his eyes, "Lord Simon, how are you doing lately?"

Luo Wen thought about it and suddenly realized: "You are the little monk who ran the express delivery!"

Xiao Shami hurriedly blinked desperately: "Donor, who are you talking about, I don't know." ”

Luo Wen smiled: "Is Master Pushan awake?"

Xiao Shami nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the abbot suddenly woke up not long ago, and then after a few words of conversation with Senior Brother Jipo, he ordered me and other disciples to come to you...... Hey, donor, you are standing here, like a candle in the night, gathering everyone's eyes, I can't even think of you. Come with me, I've never seen the abbot in such a hurry. ”

"Huh. Rowan smiled slightly, "Then let's go." ”

There is no reason to refuse, and the Sanniu Daoist has just left, just changing a tour guide.

Afterwards, Luo Wen led a group of disciples to the place where the disciples of Yunya Temple gathered.

On both sides of the Yunya Temple stand the Xuanji Sect and the Qingyun Sect, and these three sects are connected with each other and are still closely related.

Master Pushan sat on a futon and was supported by a group of disciples.

It's just that he has just woken up from an epiphany, but the expression on his face is not the kind of detachment that suddenly realizes, but is covered by a layer of hazy mist, and he is at a loss.

"Is it an epiphany failure?"

Rowan couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Although he didn't know if there was a "failure" in the epiphany, the feeling that Master Pushan was giving people now was probably like that.

In the crowd, when Monk Jipo saw the arrival of Luo Wen and his party, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked quickly: "Sect Master Ximen, you are here!"

Luo Wen sighed helplessly: "How did you know to call me Sect Master this time?"

Monk Jipo ignored this sentence without any embarrassment: "Sect Master Ximen, after the abbot woke up, I informed him of the words you left behind, but I didn't expect him to fall into chaos after listening to it, and he became what he is now. ”

Rowan wondered, "Why is that? I just left an inspirational word." ”

The corners of Monk Jipo's mouth twitched: "Inspirational words?"

Luo Wen said: "Things are man-made, there is no impossibility in this world." Isn't that inspirational enough?"

Monk Jipo suddenly burst into tears: "It's very inspirational!"

If you think about it, isn't this just an empty motivational sentence?

But it was this sentence that made the abbot, who had just woken up from an epiphany, confused again!

This Ximen Sect Master is really poisonous!

"Forget it. Rowan shook his head and sighed, "Get out of the way, I'll take a look." ”

Then he walked through the naturally separated crowd and came to Master Pushan's side.

If it weren't for the fact that the Cloud Cliff Temple already knew about him at this moment, it would definitely not have allowed him to approach the abbot so easily.

......

But at this time, the martial arts conference was still in full swing.

Before Luo Wen could speak to Master Pushan, a magnificent voice came from the void: "The great enemy is now, and time will not wait for me! This martial arts conference will change the system of cultural fighting in the past, and will focus on martial arts in the future!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

But when you think about the current situation, no one is opposing this change.

The voice sounded again: "On the battlefield, there is no round, there is no system, the next first round of martial arts will be carried out in the form of a big chaos, and all monks who are interested in participating in it can enter the martial arts together." The loser only needs to shout the word 'admit defeat' loudly to leave the martial arts. And the last ten people will be gilded by Master Rugo himself!"

Such as going to the master's own hand gilding!

The meaning of this is something that even a monk with some common sense cannot ignore!

Many monks who didn't want to participate in this martial arts conference also stood up at this moment, obviously having the intention to participate.

Even the monk Jipo couldn't help but jump his eyelids, if the gold plating of the master's own hands was more beneficial to them Buddhist monks, even he couldn't help but be moved!

"Wait!"

Suddenly, someone noticed.

"Isn't there a limited realm for this martial arts conference? I wonder if monks who have survived the spiritual tribulation and even refined the golden pill can participate?"

As if he had heard the monks' questions, the voice sounded again: "The spirit is tribulated, but the golden pill is not." ”

After hearing this, some of the Spirit Tribulation Cultivators immediately became ready to move!

The Spirit Tribulation Monk first gathered the Yuan Shen, and after eating the Kurosawa Moro Coral, he was even more Yuan Shen stupid, and he was eager to express himself.

But in the void, the voice said, "If the Spirit Tribulation Monk participates, you can't use the Yuan Shen!"

The biggest advantage of the Spirit Tribulation Monk over the Death Tribulation Monk is that he can control the Yuan Shen to attack the opponent's soul, if this point is forbidden, it is just a stronger mana and a more condensed soul than the Death Tribulation Monk.

The voice added: "Ten minutes of preparation, please enter as soon as possible." ”