"Doing this kind of assessment is like caring about the abbot's character." The old lion said feebly. He was already very old and might leave at any time.

Previously, Buddhism wanted to send some novice monks to take care of it, but most of them were driven away by it, leaving only one.

"The exam question about caring about the abbot is too difficult. Who can think of the Illusion Sea Realm at this time? I estimate that there will be no more than ten people who can arrive at the temple on time that day."

Temples are the most sacred places in Buddhism. Not to mention outside practitioners, even Buddhists generally do not dare to go there.

Therefore, the final location of this assessment was set in the temple.

Those who can go are naturally those who have thought about the exam questions.

Only when you stand high can you see far.

Geniuses like these all have the confidence to break through to the Illusory Sea Realm, so they can think of it, but like ordinary monks, let alone the Illusory Sea Realm, they can't even imagine the Tongbian Realm, and it is absolutely impossible to think of this level.

"However, it is necessary to be selected as one hundred people, otherwise the banquet of humans and gods will be a joke. What's more, just because you can't think of it now, doesn't mean you won't think of it in the future." The old lion still understood the other party very well.

Qi Chen found the key to the test question, and with Feng Huo's consent, he left it here.

At this time, the area around the Lion Temple was not peaceful. The death of the Sword Sect disciple finally attracted the attention of the Buddhist sect, and the person who died was not an ordinary disciple.

The young novice monk from before didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't report Qi Chen.

"Donor Yan Junqing, according to the autopsy, benefactor Xu Jiashuai was killed with one blow. The murderer used these blades of grass to chop off his head. The whole process was not painful.

"Sorry to trouble you two masters." Yan Junqing said calmly.

The aura on his body has calmed down, but there seems to be a pair of huge whirlpools in his eyes, which makes people feel stressed just by looking at them.

Qi Chen saw Yan Junqing.

He had never met Yan Junqing, but he knew that the person in front of him was Yan Junqing.

Because of the temperament.

The spiritual energy is still recovering, and most of the geniuses that have grown up in the entire mountain come from major forces. It is difficult for ordinary casual cultivators to reach this level, at least not yet, after all, all resources have been monopolized by many forces before.

The Three Life Sword is in the scabbard and Qi Chen cannot feel it.

This is a very dangerous person, and this strong feeling is much more intense than when encountering the Taoist realm.

Yan Junqing also saw Qi Chen.

Very few people come to this place. The lion in the Lion Temple is almost dead, so no monks will come to disturb it.

It had not been two or three hours since Xu Jiashuai's death, and it was absolutely impossible for this kid to stay in the temple for a whole day.

If it wasn't the other party who killed him, then he must have seen the body, but he didn't report it to Buddhism.

Then, he can only kill it.

"You killed me." Yan Junqing spoke directly, not as a question, but as a statement, as if he was judging a person's crime.

And he does have the confidence, after all, he is a top talent.

When Yan Junqing said these words, the two monks also looked over. There are rules in Buddhism and you are not allowed to kill people. However, this rule obviously has loopholes. As long as no one sees that you killed it, it does not count as your killing.

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Qi Chen seemed a bit harmless, and with the relaxed smile on his face, it was difficult for people to associate him with murder.

However, they felt sorry for Qi Chen. Faced with the superior Yan Junqing, who could compete with the geniuses of the three major forces, since the other party said so, they accepted it, and they were afraid that they would take action directly later.

In this assessment of Buddhism, those peerless geniuses have long been known in their minds.

"Yes." Qi Chen said directly.

When the other party asked directly, he answered directly without any concealment.

Yan Junqing was a little surprised. There was a hint of ruthlessness on his handsome face. He always felt that the other party should be panicked and deliberately hide himself. This was in line with Yan Junqing's expectations of the enemy.

But now Qi Chen's answer is more like a strong man.

I killed him, so what?

He turned around, looked at the two monks who were enforcing the law, and said: "The two masters should have heard this. The murderer admitted it himself. In this case, I should not violate the rules of Buddhism by killing him."

Qi Chen has been looking at Yan Junqing, and he has to say that this person has a very special aura, firm, proud, bottom line, and principled. His reputation is not in vain.

It's a pity that Qi Chen hates him.

It was a kind of disgust caused by physiology, as if this person was very different from himself, especially the demon blood in Qi Chen's body, which was ready to move.

He is a demon child, and the one who can make the demon blood riot is most likely the Holy Son.

Qi Chen understood that his holy body was not obtained through normal means. If there is no merit weapon, even if he has great merit, he may not be able to gather it.

Therefore, he is definitely not the Holy Son.

Although Yaozi and Shengzi are not opposites, they represent the fundamental laws of the two worlds. In a sense, they are mutually exclusive.

"I killed the person, or maybe I didn't." Qi Chen said with a smile, "Because no one saw it, so I'm not sure. I said I didn't kill the person. This may be a lie. I said people

I killed him, so this sentence may be a lie."

"If you want to know whether I killed someone, you can only go back to the time of his death."

"This is called Schrödinger's murder..."

The three of them didn't know what Schrödinger meant, but they understood what Qi Chen said.

Because they have no evidence, the other party's words are likely to be false, even if they admit it personally.

Yan Junqing's face darkened: "If you didn't kill him, why did you say you did him?"

Qi Chen asked back: "Do you know why I wrote the De Jing?"

The Tao Te Ching is a classic of the Taoist sect. The Taoist sect was established from this, so people in the mountains also know it.

"Why?"

Qi Chen smiled and said: "Because I am willing."

This was not a funny joke, or a provocation, especially when Qi Chen said it, the two law enforcement monks suddenly felt a chill.

That chill came from Yan Junqing.

Who dares to talk to a super star like that?

You must know that with Yan Junqing's talent, he will probably become a master in three to five years. This is an era where anything can happen.

People would rather offend a master than offend a genius who may explode at any time.

Yan Junqing's sharp gaze caught the provocative smile on Qi Chen's lips and said: "You are very courageous, but if you are also very strong, I would be willing to ignore the past grudges and make friends with you."

"But I don't want to, after all, your friendship is too cheap."

Yan Junqing's eyes narrowed slightly. When he saw Qi Chen for the first time, he felt unhappy. This was a kind of natural hostility.

He didn't know where the hostility came from, it was like a thorn.

"If you can't be friends, you can only be enemies. Although Buddhism cannot kill people, it can always hurt others."

Some people have already compared him with Qi Dao and others, but they have not been recognized.

"I admit defeat." Qi Chen said directly.

"This is not a question of whether you admit defeat or not, but a question of whether I can take action." There was an unquestionable voice in Yan Junqing's words.

His hair was fluttering, and every strand of hair was filled with terrifying sword intent.

Qi Chen has seen many swords, and Bai Lu is good at using swords. He is also good at it, but the swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship are completely different between the masters.

Yan Junqing took a step forward.

He doesn't even need to take action. Apart from the Sansheng Sword, he has never held any other sword, but he himself is a sword, or many swords.

Although Qi Chen was calm, all the hairs on his back stood up at this moment.

Bai Lu uses a sword, but in the end he is still able to master all methods.

When Qi Chen used the sword, he did not put all his thoughts on the sword.

The opponent, on the other hand, only knows how to use a sword.

This is terrible.

The fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up, and there were several more sword marks on the surrounding walls, but they were smoother than Xu Jiashuai's sword marks.

The two law enforcement monks looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's hearts.

Jianmen really produced an incredible genius.

However, the sword did not fall down after all because it was stopped by someone.

A figure appeared and stood in front of Qi Chen and Yan Junqing. His figure was like daylight, and his pupils were black, but they were shining with white light.
Chapter completed!