The geographical scope of Dingzhou is constantly expanding, and secret realms are constantly being integrated. This process is bound to last for a certain period of time.
Mianzhu Mountain.
A Zen forest is naturally integrated into the mountain, without any sense of abruptness.
The hills that were originally only a few miles in size now stretch for hundreds of miles.
The scent in the air that is completely different from the secret realm hits your mouth and nose, cleansing your heart.
Fresh, lively, smart, and full of vitality arise from the world, as if a clear spring is blowing in the heart.
Zen Master Lokong quickly observed the surroundings and found that Fulong Temple appeared completely in this unfamiliar area.
There are no shortage of sutra towers, Buddhist halls, underground palaces, Zen forests, and one hundred and twenty attic buildings.
There is no shortage of the 679 monks in the temple.
However, the original number of villages around the temple has decreased a lot, and both the farmland and the people have decreased by about 70%.
It seems that what Ruyi Zhenjun said is true, and the blue world has no ill intentions towards the practitioners of the secret realm.
Otherwise, each sect will be like outside the temple, with sect buildings scattered and disciples scattered in all directions.
If that really happens, Fulong Temple will be disbanded.
After leaving the mountain gate, many Fulong Temple monks looked at the surroundings in amazement.
The new rain on the empty mountain is quiet and quiet, the clear spring gurgling on the rocks, the mist is as elegant as gauze, and from time to time there are the sounds of birds chirping in the forest.
‘Boom——!’
Admiring the surrounding scenery, Zen Master Liaokong closed his eyes and added a bell to the mountain in his heart.
Perfect!
Zen Master Lokong sighed contentedly.
At this moment, a divine thought swept through Fulong Temple unscrupulously.
This is no different from kicking in the door and entering the house without the owner's consent.
'Um??'
Zen Master Lokong frowned, this spiritual thought seemed to have bad intentions.
He turned around and ordered the Discipline Academy to lead the disciples back to the temple, while he led the Eighteen Arhats of Fulong Temple to wait outside the mountain gate.
Not long after, a ten-foot-sized ship came by land in the distance.
Like sailing on water, it is as fast as the wind and extremely swift.
But Zen Master Liao Kong couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart. He noticed with his spiritual mind that there were two people in the boat, Zhenjun.
Zhenjun's flight is much faster than this boat, so he is obviously trying to show off his style.
But how much of the sect’s heritage can a land boat show?
After a while, the boat passed by and stopped in front of the gate of Fulong Temple.
True Lord Shaohua and True Lord Yunshan of the ‘Shenyi Sect’ took a dozen people off the boat and came to Zen Master Kong.
Dressed in white robes and handsome, the True Lord Shaohua stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute.
"When I was at the 'Shenyi Sect', I met the master."
Zen Master Liaokong clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said:
"Amitabha Buddha! Lao Na, the abbot of Fulong Temple, has met all the donors."
True Lord Shaohua smiled ‘haha’ and said straight to the point:
"I won't say anything useless. I came here today only for one thing."
As he spoke, True Lord Shaohua's face became serious, and he said every word:
"Since your land is integrated with this world, then..."
He looked up at the plaque on the lintel of the mountain gate.
"In order for you and me to live in harmony in the future, how will Fulong Temple prepare to make offerings to our sect?"
Zen Master Lokong looked startled, Zhenjun Ruyi never mentioned this at first.
After hesitating for a moment, Zen Master Liao Kong said:
"When we were in the secret realm, Ruyi Zhenjun of Xiantian Yiqi Sect didn't mention this matter. I don't know..."
Before he finished speaking, True Lord Yunshan on the side suddenly became angry.
The ‘Shenyi Sect’ was originally a fifth-grade sect, but Zhang Ke made a big fuss in Tuocheng, which greatly affected the sect’s reputation.
Not only did many disciples withdraw from the sect, but even the upper echelons of the sect were involved in internal strife because of this incident.
A fifth-grade sect has been torn apart, and now the ‘Shenyi Sect’ has declined and has been reduced to a seventh-grade sect.
Everything comes from one person.
A person who makes the ‘Shenyimen’ gnash their teeth and hate him to the core.
Zhang Ke, the Ruyi True Lord of Xiantian Yiqi Sect!
True Lord Yunshan was greatly implicated because of this incident. Not only was he criticized by many of his fellow disciples, but he was also thrown into Yingchou Stream and suffered from the strong winds for hundreds of years.
At this time, when I heard Zen Master Kong talking about Zhang Ke, I couldn't control the anger in my heart.
He took a step forward and said sternly:
"Who is Xiantian Yiqizong? He..."
While he was talking, a golden light fell from the sky, and then there was rolling thunder in the sky.
The next second...
"Snapped--!"
A blow hit Zhenjun Yunshan firmly on the left side of his face.
The brittleness is like a dry branch being broken.
Crisp and loud!
"Ss—!"
Dozens of inhaling sounds were heard.
A true king was slapped in the face in public. Zen Master Liao Kong had never seen such an exciting scene in his life.
The True Lord Shaohua on the side raised his fingertips without thinking, and endless spiritual light gathered, and he was about to take action.
Zhang Ke stretched out his hand and shouted:
"Certainly!"
Follow your words!
Shaohua Zhenjun was immediately as unable to move as a wooden stake.
After being slapped, Zhenjun Yunshan's brain exploded, and countless bloodshot eyes burst out, dyeing his pupils red.
The blood in his body was boiling, and his anger rose to the extreme in an instant.
He has never been so insulted since his birth.
He wants revenge, he wants to kill, he wants to cut the person in front of him into thousands of pieces, even chewing up the bones and swallowing them in his belly to satisfy his hatred.
The mana boils in the body like a tsunami, rushes and gathers at the fingertips, and is about to kill the person in front of him.
but......
"Snapped--!"
There was another extremely clear blow from the mouth, this time, it hit him on the right side of his face.
True Monarch Yunshan was shaken up, and the boiling magic power in his body was calmed down.
The magic power that I have cultivated all my life is now out of my control.
True Lord Yunshan was so shocked that he didn't even care about the beating he received, and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"you...???"
As soon as he said a word, the person in front of him raised his hand and slapped him again.
True Monarch Yunshan instantly used nine different body techniques to dodge.
But...
"Snapped--!"
No matter how he dodged, he felt as if he had deliberately moved his face towards her and was slapped hard.
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Face is of course important, but life is even more important.
What does it mean to hit yourself three times in a row at such a close range?
Zhang Ke struck Yunshan Zhenjun three times in the mouth, and this process did not last more than one breath.
At this time, True Monarch Shaohua had already broken free from the [Standing Body Technique] and raised his hand again.
A bit of rays of light burst out from Zhang Ke's fingertips, arriving first and hitting True Lord Shaohua like lightning.
"Peng—!"
After that ray of light hit True Monarch Shaohua, it instantly exploded into a network of light and enveloped him.
The light network flashed with white-gold light and kept shrinking inward.
A moment later, in full view of everyone, Shaohua Zhenjun was shrunk by the light net and turned into a rabbit.
The air is stagnant and silent!
The dozens of people present all stared blankly at the white rabbit that was constantly flopping and jumping on the ground.
'This...is this the handsome and graceful Lord Shaohua just now?'
'Am I dreaming?'
‘Huayin Pavilion’ Gong Hairong pinched her thigh hard.
'His! It hurts!'
True Monarch Yunshan's heart was beating violently and his body was trembling slightly.
After living for more than a thousand years, at this moment, he truly felt what fear was.
Zhang Ke was very satisfied with his shot, as the magical power [First Strike] had been completely integrated into his shot.
Like an antelope hanging its horns, it is completely natural.
He did not expect that this epiphany would bring him such great gains.
[Wishful Change] can be successfully used on practitioners of the same level.
You must know that this method has not been used for a long time.
At this moment, he couldn't wait to find a secluded place to see what he had gained.
Turning to Zhenjun Yunshan, he said:
"I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."
True Lord Yunshan's eyelids trembled as he looked at the white rabbit that was constantly flopping on the ground.
He said in a dry tone: "Who are you?"
Zhang Ke was stunned. After a long time of emotional turmoil, he still didn't recognize himself.
"Haha, let me introduce myself. Ruyi, the poor Taoist Xiantian Yiqi Sect, has met fellow Taoist Yunshan!"
True Lord Yunshan was confused. He couldn't help but take a step back and shouted:
"It's you???"
Zhang Ke smiled slightly, and with the fingers of his right hand, a white light shot out and hit the white rabbit.
“Buzz—!”
With a buzzer, a layer of white light flashed across the white rabbit's body, and then this layer of white light dispersed into mist.
[Wishful Change] The talisman of law disintegrated, and the figure of True Lord Shaohua appeared again.
'brush!'
True Lord Shaohua flashed in front of True Lord Yunshan and looked at Zhang Ke with a pale face.
He was promoted to the True Lord of Yuanshen by chance three years ago and received countless praises within the 'Shenyi Sect'.
He was promoted to the rank of Yuan Shen before he was four hundred years old, which was very rare in the azure world, and he was usually quite proud of himself.
But at this moment, all his pride was torn to pieces.
Zhang Ke smiled ‘hehe’.
"I thought you hated me so much, but I didn't expect that you had all forgotten me."
After all, it happened more than two hundred years ago, and Zhang Ke was just a young monk in the Xiantian realm at that time.
During that trial, from beginning to end, True Lord Yunshan never looked at him seriously.
Although I later heard that Zhang Ke was promoted to the rank of Yuanshen, he was imprisoned in Yingchou Stream for a long time.
Most of the other disciples of the ‘Shenyi Sect’ had seen Zhang Ke’s portrait, but he didn’t know what Zhang Ke looked like.
Zhang Ke said slowly: "However, I will always remember you two."
"Hey! Do you remember that trial?"
Zhang Ke reached out and touched his neck and said:
"Three times! I remember it very clearly. My head was almost cut off three times."
Zen Master Liao Kong, who had been silent next to him, felt something move in his heart.
'This is a life-and-death feud.'
True Lord Yunshan and True Lord Shaohua fell silent, looking at Zhang Ke with complicated eyes.
The person in front of me could decide his life or death with just one word back then, but now he is no longer his enemy.
If I had known this...
Behind the two of them, several Jindan Masters from the ‘Shenyi Sect’ exchanged emotions with each other. They had all experienced the incident that year.
Just because of this person in front of him, a fifth-grade sect was knocked down to seventh-grade.
It would be a lie to say that I don't hate it, but what the sect did in that incident was really outrageous.
After a while, True Lord Yunshan said in a dry tone: