Chapter Sixty-Nine: List of Inner Doors

Disdainful to look at Bu Lin again, Tang Luo stepped out of the ring, took the shirt wrapped in the seal from Xiao Ziyu's hand, and left with the three members of Longxi.

The prince will have a kind of Xiangning, in the eyes of the warrior, there is nothing more exciting than defeating the strong with the weak, and the following is more exciting, with the closure of the last ring of the main peak of Bifang Mountain, the hundred disciples in front of the outer gate of the Wusheng Mountain are all defeated.

The crowd spontaneously gave way to a passage, and the princes of the family who stood on both sides were full of respect, not only because Tang Luo crushed Bi Fangshan's ring, but also because he proved to the Holy Land of the Terran on behalf of the warriors of the family that the Tianjiao warriors of the family were no worse than the descendants of the Holy Land.

The sky was gradually sinking, the lantern was extinguished, the platform of the main peak of Bifang Mountain had never been as dark as it was today, and the group of outer disciples of Bifang Mountain covered their wounds and looked at the distant backs of Tang Luo and his party, only feeling that it was difficult to breathe.

The monument of Wusheng Mountain, the holy land of the human race, which had been high for thousands of years, collapsed with a bang, leaving only silence and pain.

Even after another hundred years, they will not forget that in the autumn of 1784, there was a prince of a family who overwhelmed the holy land of the human race.

Even if another thousand years passed, Wusheng Mountain would not dare to forget that there was once a man named Tang Luo, who smashed thousands of years of pride with one punch.

Some people will eventually become the holy king of the human race, whether they are born in an ordinary family or the Holy Land Heavenly Sect.

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The inner hall of Bifang Mountain

Wearing a monk's robe and carrying a bamboo basket, the Buddha Zi Yankong was saying goodbye to Daozi Buxiao of Wusheng Mountain.

"The master is leaving, Bu doesn't dare to stay, but he can't listen to the Buddha's sermon anymore, and the creatures in the back mountains should be very lonely. Bu Xiao sighed and said: "Yuanzhou exterminated the Buddha, Bu has persuaded Xu Xingxing to take back his fate, but Xu Xingxing has a resolute attitude, unless the master is willing to pull out Tang Xingzhi's meditation in the sea, otherwise he will not take back the Divine Sword Edict, what does the Buddha think?"

"Thank you for saying from it, but everything in the world is false; This is Xu Xing's karma, and it is also the fate of Yuanzhou Buddhism, not a little monk or a Taoist can change, I just hope that Xu Xing can turn back as soon as possible. ”

Yankong's face was not sad or happy, he didn't care about the exchange proposed by Buxiao, he folded his hands and said lightly: "The little monk came to find Daozi, there is something to ask for." ”

"Master, please speak. ”

"Please tell Tang Xing that the little monk is waiting for him in Fuyun Temple outside Chaochang City. ”

"Does the master still refuse to give up?" Bu Xiao's face couldn't bear it: "There are millions of monks and believers in the Yuanzhou Buddhism Sect, isn't it as good as a disciple?"

"All laws are born by fate. ”

Yankong said lightly: "As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, even if the scriptures are destroyed and the temple is demolished, it will still not stop the practice, and the destruction of the Buddha is only a form, and the Xu clan in Yuanzhou is a holy land of the human race, so how can it be difficult for ordinary believers." ”

It's hard to believe that such naΓ―ve words are said by a faction of Taoists, to the point where they can't know that even if the Yuanzhou Xu clan is benevolent, the act of destroying the Buddha will never be without killing and blood.

can say such a thing, Yankong really doesn't know, or does he know, pretending not to know.

Bu Xiao stared at Yankong eyebrows, wanting to see the person in front of him through, but the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, there was infinite kindness and kindness in the eyes of the Buddha, but why the longer he looked at it, the colder his heart became.

Putting aside the inexplicable thoughts in his mind, Bu Xiao nodded and said, "Okay, Bu must bring this to Tang Xing." ”

"Thank you Daozi, the little monk is going. ”

Shaking his head, Bu Xiao sat back on the throne of the Daozi in the middle hall, although he decided to resist this cause and effect for Duan Qianchou, but the matter has developed to this point, and the three holy lands have been involved.

"Cousin, you are really..."Bu Xiao sighed quietly, fortunately, as a holy land Taoist, this kind of self-pity will not last long at all, the secret technique of the clear Dao heart flows all the negative emotions throughout the body, and he has become the perfect Taoist of Wusheng Mountain again, and said solemnly towards the outside of the hall: "Come in." ”

The herald, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, heard the call, and stepped into the inner hall with Mi Jian in high spirits, and said in a trembling voice: "Daozi, the four-way ring has ended, and the three presidents have sorted out the list of people who can enter the inner gate, please take a look." ”

"So fast?" Bu Xiao frowned slightly, and there were some doubts in his heart, in the past, at least the Quartet had to fight until midnight, but this time it ended so early, could it be that something changed?

"Present it. ”

The herald held the secret slip and carefully presented it to the Daozi on the throne in the middle hall, and then stood aside with his hands tied and his head bowed.

opened the secret Jane, but it was blank, not to mention the name, not even a stroke.

"What is this?" Bu Xiao threw aside the blank secret slip with an expressionless face, looked at the herald and said coldly, "Are you trying to tell me that there is not even an inner disciple this year?"

Although he had long expected that Daozi would question, such a tone still made the herald feel cold and piercing, and he knelt on the ground and didn't even dare to raise his head, but his mouth quickly revealed the situation of Bi Fangshan today like pouring beans.

And the more Bu Xiao listened, the more strange his expression became, although Tang Luo said that he wanted to challenge himself when he was in the Medicine Valley, he actually didn't take this matter to heart, because in his opinion, Tang Luo had no chance of winning the top three in the martial arts conference.

Because the last two levels are not something that can be done with strong strength and good qualifications, but he never thought that Tang Luo really felt that he could and did things to such an extreme.

Sweeping the Quartet is indeed not a difficult task for a fierce realm martial artist, among the top 100 disciples in the outer gate, there is only one person who is really capable of fighting him, but how did Bulin lose?

As an opponent who had fought in the battle of Daozi, Bu Xiao was deeply impressed by Bu Lin's cultivation, was such a person actually defeated? How could it be!

"What about Bu Lin, just because he lost the battle of Daozi, he was willing to fall, and would rather the whole army be wiped out than show his cultivation to stand up?" Bu Xiao frowned, there was only such a possibility in his heart, otherwise he really couldn't think of how Bu Lin, who could overcome the strength and physical cultivation of the world, would be defeated by a Tang Luo who only had brute strength.

"Returning to Daozi's words, Lin Ye made a move, and he was the champion of the entire Quartet that was not defeated by one punch, but..."The herald swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "After a long battle, from the sky to the ground, he was finally defeated by Tang Luo, and he was defeated by the intervention of Grandmaster Wei." ”

The herald said it tactfully, and the people who listened to it were even more foggy, and Bu Xiao ordered the herald: "Take the details of the battle!"

The herald, who had been prepared, did not even hesitate, so he took out a secret slip from his bosom and held it high and presented it.