The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 334 Could It Be The God Emperor?



Chapter 334 Could It Be The God Emperor?

"It's a monk from Wufa Temple!" The faces of the crowd were filled with awe. Wufa Temple is an extremely ancient temple in the northwest region. It is said to have been born in ancient times and was the most glorious Buddhist holy place at that time. It was rumored that the Buddha came. Help all sentient beings and benefit the world.

"Dear donors, today we are here to welcome the Lord Buddha back to Wufa Temple. The monk led by him recited the name of the Buddha, then raised one palm to his chest and bowed to the people below.

"Welcome Lord Buddha!"

29 In an instant, the mighty and pious Buddha's voice floated in the space, reaching up to the sky.

"Lord Buddha!" ​​The crowd looked shocked. This voice actually came from Wufa Temple?

Four disciples, Mo Tianxing, Qi Luo, Zhao Yang, and Xiao Yulin, stood at the front of the crowd, looking up into the sky, their pupils shrinking involuntarily. Could it be that the Lord Buddha has returned?

Shen Xuan opened his eyes at this time, with a bit of doubt in his eyes, but he did not ask any questions. He guessed that a senior from Wufa Temple was about to return, but this was none of his business.

Not long after, a group of figures appeared in the sky. They stepped on auspicious clouds and were dressed plainly and casually. However, their temperament was quite otherworldly and refined, like practitioners who came out of ancient times, giving them a mysterious feeling. feel.

They flew in, their bodies shot straight down into the sky, and landed above Wufa Temple. The expressions of the people around them suddenly froze there, with shock written all over their faces.

"Then...could it be the God Emperor?" A young man exclaimed in shock. The crowd around him was stunned, "The God Emperor?"

"Yes, it's the God Emperor." An old monk in gray robe nodded slowly, with a look of deep wisdom in his eyes. This old monk was Huizhi, the abbot of Wufa Temple, "a genuine saint."

He suddenly looked in one direction, a strange wave flashed in his eyes, and sighed softly: "It seems that we are late, the little guy has already left."

"Little guy?" The crowd around them froze and looked in the direction Huizhi was pointing. Then they saw a figure in white strolling from a distance. He was extremely handsome and had an outstanding temperament. His handsome face showed A free and easy look, unrestrained and uninhibited.

At this time, Shen Xuan secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, but he did not expect to meet an acquaintance again.

He remembered that when he was in Lingwucheng, he once met a sloppy Taoist, an old lunatic who called himself Sword Sect, and threatened that he owed him five hundred yuan stones. Now, almost half a year has passed, and he doesn't know where the guy has gone. It's possible that he might even die.

Thinking of this, he didn't intend to stay here any longer, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Amitabha, donor, please stay. At this moment, a wise voice came over.

"Master, is there anything else you can do?" Shen Xuan077 asked slightly surprised.

"Donor, don't be nervous. The poor monk will not stop the benefactor from leaving. It's just that the poor monk fought with the benefactor yesterday and found that the benefactor's talent is amazing. If he enters the holy pool, he will definitely be able to make more breakthroughs." Huizhi said slowly, he thought that he He is a saint, but in fact, he has not even entered the imperial realm yet.

Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows and said: "I appreciate Master's kindness, but I don't plan to go to the Holy Pool yet.

"This..." Huizhi hesitated a little. According to the rules, everyone participating in the competition must report their name and confirm their identity before deciding when to go. .


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