Since ancient times, there are no years in the mountains, but for the immortal family, a hundred years of time is just a snap of a finger.

A retreat, a nap, is the life of the world!

When Su Mu dispersed the dust on his body and came to Qin Tianjian, there was no trace of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, only the former Li Qing, and the current person in charge of Qin Tianjian were still deceased.

Li Qing, who had an old face, looked at Su Mu, who had almost no traces left by the law of time, and said, "Li Qing, the head of the Qintian Prison, has seen Su Zhenren. ”

Su Mu, who was a little confused in his thoughts, said: "Yuan Daoyou and my master nephew, where is God now!"

Now that the Journey to the West is in full swing, these two people have taken the unusual path and left Chang'an, a land of right and wrong!

"Su Zhenren, please!"

Li Qing led Su Mu into the living room of Qin Tianjian, and after taking a seat, he said: "A few days ago, the family teacher and Li Zhenren had already left, saying that they wanted to travel in the flood and no longer care about the troubles of the world, but they just said that if the real person came, he would give this thing to the real person. ”

took the booklet handed over by Li Qing, and glanced at the insect and bird seal on it, Su Mu's heart was like a river rushing.

"Push back picture!"

After Su Mu put the booklet into the storage world, he smiled and said, "Have you read this booklet?"

The stakes are very high, it is better to ask, if Li Qing peeks, the secret will definitely be leaked out, and then it will be another bloody storm.

Li Qing got up and said, "The younger generation has read it, but there is no word in the book, and only a master like the senior can see it."

"Yes, your cultivation is still shallow, and you still need to continue to cultivate!"

It is actually very easy to judge whether a cultivator is lying, and probing the fluctuation of the Yuan Shen is the easiest way, Su Mu has just detected Li Qing's Yuan Shen fluctuation, and it is normal that he is not lying.

Just as Su Mu was about to get up and leave, Li Qing suddenly said: "Real people are slow, there is one thing that I don't know whether to talk about or not?"

Su Mu asked: "It's okay, since you have promised Yuan Daoyou, you will take care of Qin Tianjian one or two, naturally you will not break your word and get fat, what is it that can make you so panicked!"

"If the Buddha is a big disciple, the golden cicada reincarnated in Chang'an, and picked more than a dozen Taoist temples in a row, and the golden cicada reincarnated threatened to let Chang'an bathe in the light of the Buddha!"

Li Qing's face changed and changed, as if he was sad and angry, as if he was annoyed!

Su Mu said with a cold look in his eyes: "Chang'an Golden Cicada is reincarnated, I didn't expect that the Buddha Gate was still erected after all, since you are here, don't leave." ”

"Li Qing will fight for me, and three days later, in Chang'an City, I will argue with Buddhism!"

Li Qing, who didn't know Su Mu's true face, asked cautiously: "That's the reincarnation of the big disciple Jin Chanzi, please be cautious!"

The argument of the Taoist Buddha is terrible!

Under the way of heaven, luck has its own fixed number, and after winning for a while, natural luck has risen.

But if you lose, the number of Xuanmen Qi will fall, and when the time comes, no one will be able to afford it!

Su Mu said disapprenously: "It's just a desolate beast, how can you say it if you haven't gotten rid of your anger!"

The real name of the golden cicada is the six-winged golden cicada, because in the ancient flood years, the wanton killing of living beings was the Western saint, the fierce beast you and I have a fate to go, and has been raised in the eight treasures merit pool.

It wasn't until some time ago that the calamity was about to rise, and he worshiped under the Rulai Sect and became his big disciple.

Jin Chanzi came here to discuss, just to pave the way for the next Journey to the West, how could he let Jin Chanzi get his wish.

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In the living room, looking at the departing Su Mu, Li Qing was in a dilemma!

After a series of previous events, the royal family of the Tang Immortal Dynasty has begun to contact Buddhism, and this conference is the best evidence.

"Cultivating to become an immortal depends on fighting, since Jin Chanzi wants to use my Xuanmen as a stepping stone, it depends on whether you have that ability. ”

Li Qing took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and quickly wrote a battle letter!

"Someone, send me this battle letter to the Buddhist master Jin Chanzi. ”

The disciples of Qin Tianjian who hurriedly ran in from outside the meeting room, after receiving the battle letter, quickly ran out again, their eyes full of incredulity.

After all, Chang'an City is the inherent territory of Xuanmen, and if you want to ferment this matter, it is naturally an extremely simple matter.

However, half a pillar of incense kung fu, there are as many as 40 million households in Chang'an City, from the dignitaries to the peddlers and pawns, almost all of them know the news that the masters of Xuanmen are going to compete with the masters of Buddhism in Chang'an City after three days.

After those defeated Taoist temples learned the news, they rose up and went to cheer.

The largest temple in the city is also full of people.

In the entire territory of the Tang Dynasty, almost all the Buddhist abbots with heads and faces are here.

What is the abbot of Heishui Temple, the abbot of Qingfeng Mountain and the like, gathered together to find out the opportunity to achieve the Buddha fruit from the mouth of the golden cicada.

Jin Chanzi said indifferently: "My Buddha is merciful, in the future, you can all go to the spiritual mountain and be worshiped by the world!"

Some Buddhist abbots bow their heads, and there are also some heads, with small eyes rolling dripping!

Can't they see the practice of painting bread to satisfy hunger?

But who let this master come down from Lingshan and come to preside over the Taoist conference.

If not, who will come to pat yourself on the back!

"Amitabha, dare to ask the Master, what should I do next!"

These days, the Buddhist abbots who were oppressed in the past can be regarded as raising their eyebrows.

Not to mention anything else, it is a kind of joy to look at the deflated expressions of those Xuanmen viewers.

Jin Chanzi said: "Continue to talk about the Tao, increase the stakes, and those who lose will withdraw from the Tang Immortal Dynasty!"

How difficult it is to drive the Xuanmen away from the Xuanmen base camp!

However, I just took advantage of this opportunity to clean up the Taoist temple in Chang'an first.

"Squeak!"

The vermilion gate of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was slowly pushed open, and the abbot of a Buddha Gate walked in and said: "The master is not good, the Xuanmen Cloud and Mist Mountain is the master of the Ming Temple, and I want to go down the mountain to discuss with the master in person!"

The abbot of this Buddhist sect was a little panicked, they had also seen the scene of the clouds and mist mountains, and ordinary immortals did not have the strength to exert such magical powers.

At least it should be in the Golden Immortal Realm!

Such an immortal family is not an existence that they can deal with!

The golden light in the golden cicada's eyes bloomed, "Don't panic, this seat should fight, take this opportunity to let Xuanmen know the Dafa of my Buddhism." ”

Then Jin Chanzi closed his eyes tightly and did not answer the questions of the abbots present.

The abbots of these Buddhism had to leave fortunately, although they didn't say anything, but there was already a gap in their hearts!

If they hadn't preached in the world, where would they have gotten the golden cicada to enjoy the incense of all beings in Lingshan!

The most difficult thing in the world to deduce is the human heart, and at this point, I'm afraid it's something that the immortal family didn't even think of!

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There is no mistake