Chapter Twenty-Six: The crowd glanced at you

Master Yuanzhen's legal name is Yuanzhen, and few people know his real name, but that's not a particularly important thing, so no one will explore, he is called a master, but he is not an old dragon clock, a thick-eyed old monk who bends his waist and coughs three times in one step, on the contrary, he is very young, and the young ones are a little excessive.

Master Yuan Zhen is eighteen years old this year, and in many sects, there are many people who are still building foundations at this age, after all, not everyone is a genius.

Master Yuanzhen cultivates Buddhism, and when it comes to cultivation, it can be said that it is equivalent to the Yuanying monk of Taoism, and it is said here that cultivation is not about the realm, because his realm is too high, so high that all the people of Buddhism in the entire mortal world have to call him a master, and even the host of Jiuhua Mountain has to personally invite him to lecture on the scriptures, this is his status in Buddhism, although this is the Taoist gate, but still no one dares to despise him.

Master Yuan Zhen is the reincarnation of the body, his previous life is which Buddha of the Three Realms no one knows, everyone only knows that Master Yuan Zhen is really powerful, because he is practicing the Mystic Law Three Lives Sutra, past, present, future, three lives and three lives, so it may be a little difficult to understand his strength, in short, many people have said that it is unfortunate to be born in the same era as him, and the misfortune here does not refer to the misfortune that he has been suppressed, but refers to the misfortune that does not even have the qualifications to compare.

Master Yuan Zhen is very good-looking, he was born with red lips and white teeth, and his black hair was simply coiled up, yes, he is a monk, but he has hair, according to Buddhism, cutting off the three thousand troubles is just a sign, just like you put on a monk's robe is just a sign, whether you are a monk or not, or it depends on your heart, if you insist on eating meat, it is useless to put a golden hoop on you, and Master Yuan Zhen is born a master, so he doesn't need to, and there is no need to cut off his hair to Mingzhi.

There are many people who come to the Seven Star Hall today, but the only focus is the Yuan Zhen master standing in the field, he is wearing a simple and simple gray monk's robe, his face is calm and elegant, and he has a smile on his face that makes no one have a trace of bad feelings, he is the center of everyone, even if it is a heinous big devil, the first time he sees him, he also wants to recite a Buddha name in his heart, so his temperament will be the center of the crowd wherever he stands.

But today is different, and soon, he will not be.

Because everyone sensed the rapid movement of the incomparably majestic aura, the aura on the other six mountains of the entire Qingyun Sect was forcibly looted, but the aura on the Yuheng Mountain was so thick that it was foggy, and in the world that everyone didn't know, it was even raining.

Master Yuan Zhen in the field suddenly laughed: "Interesting, interesting." ”

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what he meant by what he said, and the real person of Tianshu Peak, who presided over the reception, was embarrassed to ask in front of him, but said suspiciously: "Yuhengfeng? Senior Brother Baoshan is on the promotion? Why is there such a big movement." ”

With such a vast suction power and such a rich aura poured in, on the sparsely populated Yuheng Peak, probably only the vein master Baoshan Zhenren had the ability to do it, so he subconsciously thought that it was something that Baoshan Zhenren had come up with, although that real person was not a great character in the eyes of many people.

Unexpectedly, a young monk in the main hall suddenly whispered: "Uncle, Baoshan Zhenren has been away from the mountain for a long time......

The little monk's voice was very small, but the cultivator was not a deaf character, or a mosquito moan could be heard clearly, so the real person was stunned for a moment, and then said very puzzled: "Who is that? Don't you tell me that the two Jindan stage boys made this play?"

"Good guy, this is not so powerful even if it is a large spirit gathering array. A monk standing in front of the mountain gate looked at the huge funnel cloud on Yuheng Peak in the distance, his face full of incredulity.

"Let's go, let's see!"

"Good. ”

"Let's go. ”

A group of real people with different cultivation levels couldn't help but come out of the Seven Star Palace, and then flew directly towards Yuheng Peak, and even the master in the Seven Star Hall couldn't take care of it.

Master Yuanzhen recited the Buddha's name lightly, and the prayer beads in his hand turned slightly, and an extremely condensed white cloud fell from the sky, and then flew to the feet of Master Yuanzhen as if it had spirituality, and then rushed towards Yuheng Peak.

"Master Yuan Zhen is Master Yuan Zhen, compared with those fools who step on the sword and fly, I don't know how many times. In front of the mountain gate, watching Master Yuanzhen rise from the clouds, a chubby middle-aged monk couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"Rub!"

The sword cultivator next to him suddenly pulled out the natal flying sword, and the fat man's face changed when he saw that his unkind eyes quickly ran away.

Qingyun Sect, on the Yuheng Peak, the infinite white clouds are stacked on top of each other, falling from the sky like a funnel, and the tip of the funnel is the Yuheng Palace.

From the huge attraction that could not be seen in the Yuheng Palace, except for the place where the formation was locked and forbidden in the entire Qingyun Sect, all the spiritual energy from other places was sucked into the small quiet room in the Yuheng Palace, to be precise, it was in that seed, and to be more precise, it was in the nascent world, although it was small now, it might not be very big in the future.

Li Hanxing was sitting on the big bluestone, his natal flying sword Zhenwu fell to the side at the moment, and he opened his mouth slightly, looking at the shocking scene in the sky, his saliva was already wet.

He vaguely guessed that it was his senior brother who made the movement, but he didn't dare to believe it, this was a movement that a monk in the Jindan period could make, he originally thought that today would be like the senior brother who broke through the Jindan period back then, but after a quiet, ordinary night, the senior brother was successfully promoted, and he originally thought that today should also be an ordinary day.

The peaks of the Qingyun Sect were originally not far apart, and the monks were extraordinary, in short, it didn't take much time to come out of the Seven Star Hall and arrive at Yuheng Peak, which was the focus of Qingyun at the moment.

But now the clouds on the horizon have begun to dissipate, because the process of absorbing the rain is almost over.

A vivid little baby appeared in Bai Baiyou's dantian, it is not accurate to say that it is a baby, because the baby should be in the form of a human child, but the yuan baby has the same face as the flesh in addition to the figure, but this does not look deformed, the deformity is to describe mortals, how can it be used to describe this.

The baby's expression is very quiet, his eyes are closed, he is quietly suspended, and he is wearing a set of black and white robes that fit incomparably, in the future, it may take a sword, maybe a knife, or a treasure seal, but now, he is just wearing a robe given by heaven and earth, and it looks a little monotonous, because Bai Baiyou's only magic weapon has been destroyed a month ago, and until now, he has not practiced any magic weapon.

The small, insignificant world in the Heavenly Dao Seed was moistened by the rain, and finally began to bloom with a trace of vitality, and a smell called life began to permeate it, and the smell of the once dead silence was replaced, and the whole world began to get on the right track.

The Heavenly Dao Seed began to close slowly, and it might open again in the future, but until then, it would definitely close perfectly.

A thin purple line appeared on the brains of Yuan Ying and the flesh at the same time, and then disappeared.

The wind and rain stopped, the clouds left, and Bai Baiyou finally opened his eyes.

Everything went well, so he was very satisfied, feeling the more refined vitality in his body, Bai You shook hands gently, and a red and golden fireworks appeared in his hand, from now on, he could freely combine the power of the five elements and cast more powerful spells, and a smile that could represent happiness finally appeared on his face, and then he pushed open the door and walked out.

Outside the door, dozens of monks with different cultivation levels stood quietly in the courtyard, and there were two people in the lead, one was called Yuan Zhen, and the other was not important, so Bai Bai You and Yuan Zhen glanced at each other.

There is no turmoil in the ancient pond, and all the Buddha names are empty.

Bai Bai You and Yuan Zhen glanced at each other, to be precise, it was a spiritual collision, and then both of them were a little surprised, but they invariably didn't show it.

"Senior uncles, senior brothers, why are you here?"