Among the people who came to Kunlun, it can be seen from the dress that there are four categories.

One is dressed in embroidered sword white, one is dressed in embroidered thunder green clothes, one is dressed in black-edged white, and the last one is a bald head in a pale yellow plain clothes. A discerning person can see that there are four different sects.

The leaders of the four major sects stepped forward, and the elegant middle-aged man in white clothes with embroidered swords stepped forward and patted Hao Tianzhen's shoulder and said, "I haven't seen you for ten years, Brother Hao Tian's look is even more radiant than in the past!"

The burly middle-aged man in the embroidered thunder green coat smiled, and said in a thunderous voice: "We have to be disturbed this time!"

The thin man in black and white clothes didn't seem to be good at words, so he didn't say anything, just smiled slightly. The remaining bald middle-aged man made a gesture and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the Great Elder!"

"Distinguished guests, please!" Hao Tianzhen turned sideways, raised his hand to a few people, and motioned for a few people to go up the mountain. The four of them nodded, and walked towards the main mountain with Hao Tianzhen. At the same time, many Kunlun disciples who welcomed the guests were also lined up on both sides, making a 'please' gesture to the disciples of the four sects.

It is worth mentioning that Jin Buchou is also in the ranks of welcoming disciples. After the disciples of the four factions stepped forward, many Kunlun disciples who did not know the origin of the original situation asked Jin Buchou in the back: "Senior Brother Yuan Mingzi, who are these people, and they actually want the eldest elder and his son to go down the mountain to greet them!"

"Yes, yes, there aren't many people in the cultivation world today who can greet the Great Elder personally!"

Jin Buchou glanced at the disciples of the four sects in front of him, and said with a smile: "In the vast western land, there are countless cultivation sects, but there are only five that really have great prestige, and our Kunlun is one of them. ”

"There has always been such a saying on the earth of the world, East Penglai, West Kunlun, South Yu, North Xuanming, and Zhongxia Emperor, these twelve-character proverbs illustrate the distribution of the monks' potential. Our Kunlun is revered as the authentic sect of the Xuanmen and the leader of the cultivation world, and naturally he is also in charge of the vast Western Land, and in addition to such a behemoth as Kunlun, there are also four powerful sects in the Western Land!"

After a pause, he pointed to those people in white clothes with embroidered swords and said: "See, those people in white clothes with embroidered swords are the Shushan Imperial Sword Sect among the five factions in the Western Lands, which is inherited from Kunlun and specializes in cultivating swordsmanship. ”

"Those who are dressed in embroidered thunder green clothes are Youze Shenxiao Sect, they are also inherited from Kunlun, and like the Imperial Sword Gate, they have studied a kind of technique, that is one of the stunts of our Kunlun Town Sect, the Nine Heavens God Thunder Technique! In terms of thunder arts, they are definitely the best today!"

"There are also those people dressed in black and white, they are the Liuhe Mountain Dunjia Sect, which is also inherited from our Kunlun Mountain, but what they practice is not any spell of our Kunlun, but the method of Qimen Dunjia, as for their cultivation techniques, they are much more complicated, and it is not so surprising. ”

"The rest of the bald heads, although they are also monks, are not from the Xuanmen, but pagan people, and they are practicing what kind of Rausch Dharma. They are in Lingshan, thousands of miles northeast of Kunlun, known as Mahayanaism, anyway, they are a group of bald donkeys, and they only say some nonsense that people can't understand. ”

Knowing the origin of the four factions from Jin Buchou's mouth, everyone showed a sudden look. The vast majority of them have heard of the three major sects inherited from Kunlun, namely the Shenxiao Sect, the Imperial Sword Sect, and the Dunjia Sect, but the so-called Mahayana Sect has never heard of it, so they are particularly interested in this sect, and someone immediately asked: "Senior Brother Yuan Mingzi, what kind of sect is this Mahayana Sect, why have you never heard of it?"

Jin Buchou, who fell behind the most man, clasped his hands to his chest, smacked his lips and said: "Mahayana, there is a separate name called Buddhism. Although they are pagan and do not belong to the way of the Xuanmen, their origins are also extraordinary. ”

"As we all know, our Xuanmen is passed down from Daozu Hongjun, and then carried forward by Sanqing Tianzun. The two founders of Buddhism, Amitabha Buddha and Bodhi Buddha, are powerful people at the same level as Sanqing Tianzun, but the teachings of the religion are too nonsense, and they are considered unworthy by the vast majority of Xuanmen Taoists, so the religion has been tepid on the earth, and few people know about it. ”

"Doctrines, what doctrines are they?" someone asked.

Jin Buchou smiled and said, "Their doctrine is that 'human life, old age, sickness, and death are all suffering, and the root of suffering lies in desire, as long as people eliminate desires, endure obedience, and practice hard, they can reach the realm of Elysium.'" ”

After hearing the Buddhist teachings, the few people who followed Jin Buchou immediately stopped thinking about it, and then wondered: "It seems to be quite right!"

"That's a fart!" Jin Buchou rolled his eyes, turned to the man who spoke, and said: "Buddhism often says put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, if someone kills you and the whole family, and then cuts you to Yang, can you let go of this hatred?"

"Uh......"

The crowd was speechless, what kind of jokes, such uncommon hatred, where can we let go? If you don't have a little blood, what's the point of living in this world, it's better to die as soon as possible!

After learning about the teachings of Buddhism, everyone immediately lost interest in Buddhism and asked instead: "By the way, in a few days, our Kunlun will hold a big competition for the last disciple to elect the chief disciple, how can the four factions visit at this time?"

"Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming!" Jin Buchou smiled and said: "Don't think about it, the four factions must have come to watch the ceremony in name, but in fact they must want to show their strength in front of our Kunlun, if there is a chance, they will not rub the majesty of our supreme cultivator!"

"How?" said someone puzzled.

"Stupid!" Jin Buchou raised his hand and gave the person who spoke a chestnut, and said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "You don't see that those people of them are all powerful and vigorous, and they are walking like tigers!

As the so-called Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, Kunlun has a long reputation in the monastic world, and is respected as the authentic sect of Xuanmen, this name has been buckled on Kunlun's head for countless years, but all the sects with a little ambition want to snatch this head to try, even if they can't grab it, they have to touch Kunlun anyway, so as to enhance their own reputation!

Fame and fortune are two mundane things, as long as there are people, they will prevail, even in the monastic realm where people are gathered in the immortal path, because no matter how strong the monk is, he cannot break free from the primitive nature of living beings.

On the platform of the main mountain, Jun Tianzhen and the rest of the elders and palace masters were also waiting here, and when they saw the people of the four factions going up the mountain, they all stepped forward to say hello.

"Elders, palace masters, I'm here to disturb you!"

The people of the four factions, led by the first four, saluted to several elders palace masters.

"The wing room is ready, everyone go to Taixu Peak with the poor road!" Second Elder Zhu Tianzhen smiled and led everyone to Taixu Peak. The people of the four sects added up to less than thirty this time, and at least thirty percent of the disciples who went out to train in Kunlun some time ago died outside, so Taixu Peak alone was enough to accommodate these distant guests.

The people of the four factions were arranged in the four halls of the ninth column, and when they reached the top of Taixu Peak, Zhu Tianzhen said with a smile: "You have traveled a long way, go into the room to rest for a while, and there will be a disciple to deliver a meal later, and you can inform the disciples of the disdainful sect at any time if you have any requirements!" After speaking, he was about to turn around and go down the mountain, after all, the time was already approaching Dabi, and there were still many things to arrange.

However, at this time, a handsome young man in the Shenxiao Gate stepped forward, bowed to Zhu Tianzhen, and said, "Senior, can you allow the younger generation and others to enjoy the magnificent scenery of Kunlun?"

"Yes, yes, Kunlun Nine Peaks is unique, the scenery is pleasant, I feel comfortable as soon as I set foot here, and there is no sense of fatigue!"

As soon as one person spoke, many people immediately echoed the call, saying that they wanted to walk around. The leaders of the four factions just smiled, and did not stop the disciples from making such an almost rude request.

"This ......" Zhu Tianzhen hesitated, and out of the corner of his eye, he just saw Jin Buchou, who was about to go back to the room to cultivate, and immediately beckoned him over, and said, "Yuan Mingzi, you just take these senior brothers to take a look around!" When the words fell, he said with a divine thought: "Remember, some important places must not be allowed to go!"

Jin Buchou, who was suddenly detained on a task, smacked his lips and was reluctant, but he still nodded. He turned to the group of disciples of the four sects with smiles on their faces and said, "Everyone, come with me!" After speaking, he took the lead and descended the Taixu Peak.

Stepping on the trail down the mountain, Jin Buchou raised his hand to pick a green leaf from an ancient tree on the side of the road and played, while saying: "Actually, there is nothing to look at, except that trees are flowers." ”

"Daoist friend is wrong with this!" The Shenxiao Sect disciple who was the first to speak smiled and said, "Since Kunlun is known as the leader of the righteous path, how can the dojo be ordinary? As soon as we go to Kunlun, we can feel the richness of the aura here, which can be called the best in the world!"

On the surface, the young man was praising Kunlun as a treasure land of the immortal family, but in fact, he was secretly sarcastic that the reason why Kunlun was famous all over the world was that the cultivation place was better than the rest of the sects. For this kind of sarcasm, of course, Jin Buchou wanted to refute it with words, he immediately looked back and smiled, and said: "Isn't it, just like Youze, it is really the only holy land in the barren western land!"

The dojo of Shenxiaomen, Youze, is a lake, and its scenery is definitely the most beautiful in the entire western land, but wherever it is full of life, how can the aura be thin? Moreover, the water of Youze is the confluence of the ice and snow on Kunlun after melting, in other words, there would be no Youze without Kunlun Mountain. Jin Buchou's words are straight to the point, in one sentence, it is a metaphor that Shenxiaomen is not only inherited from Kunlun, but also the dojo benefits from Kunlun, if you Shenxiaomen disciples are sarcastic about Kunlun, they are also sarcastic about themselves!

How could the disciples of the four sects who could be sent to watch the ceremony be stupid people? The disciple of the Shenxiao Sect immediately heard the profound meaning of Jin Buchou's words, but he couldn't find the words to refute it, so he only blushed with anger. After the last moment, he snorted coldly, and crossed Jin Buchou and went down the mountain first.

When I returned to the main mountain platform, some of the disciples were building a ring, and another part of the disciples were practicing magic. The disciple of the Shenxiao Sect happened to see a disciple cultivating the Thunder Method, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he raised his feet and stepped forward.