Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

The situation in Zuixianju was tense, and all kinds of magic weapons were shining brightly, as if they could smash the dozens of miles of Tianjing Mountain into a vast battlefield at any time!

But the little monk was too lazy to even lift his eyelids. He just ate his food with a sip of wine and a mouthful of meat, enjoying his meal very much.

"Everyone!" Elder Taiyi, who was wearing a germanium-red flowing cloud robe, hurriedly called out to everyone, "Don't do it! This monk has extraordinary skills, especially the one-handed Acala, which is very powerful! Kuang Daan has already suffered a lot from it just now. I would like to ask everyone present, how many people can break the 200-year practice of Master Kuang in one blow!"

  As soon as these words were spoken, everyone paused!

Even though Kuang Xiong and Kuang Da'an were not descendants of famous cultivators or members of major sects, the Red Blood Soul-Snatching Palm that he inherited from his ancestors was considered a specialty among the independent cultivators in Beijing and Yun!

Naturally, there are many people who can defeat Kuang Daan. For example, the pale-faced scholar who was waving a paper fan and laughing just now is Lu Ziheng, the current young master of the Shenfu Lu family, who is known as the world's number one independent cultivator!

Don’t mention Lu Ziheng who hasn’t learned the master’s secret method. Even if he asks Master Lu to do it himself and use all his strength, there will be no winner within ten moves!

Just now, apart from a few elders from major sects, I’m afraid no one knows what methods the monk used!

Moreover, Da'an, who had reached the peak of the sixth realm and practiced for more than 200 years, was defeated in an instant, and his life or death was unknown! The rest of the people could join in the fun by relying on their numbers and courage, but if the little monk attacked again in anger, no one could predict what would happen to him!

"What Elder Shi said is correct!" Behind him, an old man wearing brocade clothes and with a silver beard like a needle said, "There is a Buddhist pass in the west that separates the two worlds. Although I in the Three Saints Cave don't know all the Buddhist methods, I know a few of them! This style of Acala is a unique skill of the Buddhist Tantric Sect, and it can be said to be invincible in the same realm!"

"Back then, if Mr. Lan had not borrowed the Nine Realms Divine Power to destroy him, he would not have been able to withstand the enemy! Even so, on the way back, he was not careful at all and was still escaped by the Dharmakaya of Acala!"

"Just now, this little monk didn't chant a spell or pinch his fingers, but just a slight movement of his mind was enough to bite back at the peak of the sixth realm! How can you and I be the opponent of such a cultivator? I'm afraid even a sub-saint of my sect would find it difficult to win!"

As everyone knows, the sub-sage he mentioned is the second master of the Three Saints Cave.

The second master is extremely talented and has been famous for many years, but he has been stuck at a bottleneck and cannot make any progress.

  But no matter what, that is the peak of the path!

Even the Earth Saint has a hard time winning?

  What kind of realm is this?

If someone else said this, no one would believe it, and the disciples of the Three Saints Cave might even come to demand an explanation.

But the person who had just made the assertion was recognized by almost everyone present. He was the elder who was in charge of selecting inner disciples for the Three Saints Cave—Yue Yuanqiu!

  It is said that Elder Yue was once the only disciple of Tiansheng, but he ate monsters in his early years and destroyed his body, making it difficult for him to break through the path to enlightenment throughout his life. However, his knowledge and vision are not inferior to those of the great Taoist masters!

When everyone heard that Elder Yue's words were not only certain but also contained a hint of fear, they couldn't help but become even more afraid.

They all stepped back and put away their magic weapons. The timid ones were already looking around for the escape door.

  But only then did I realize that there was no grand view of Tianjing outside the window. Even the Lan Ke Building that had stood tall opposite was gone! All I could see was a vast night sky!

There are no stars or moon, the sky is washed with ink!

The entire Zuixianju has long been floating somewhere and in which time and space no one knows!

hula la...

The diners who were sitting on the first floor, closer to the little monk, quickly jumped into the air and leaped straight upstairs.

However, a thin figure walked against the flow and landed lightly three feet away from the door. He raised his hands and bowed as a junior, saying, "Dao Danzhu greets Master Wunan."

Wu Nan glanced at him, shook his remaining bones and pointed in all directions, saying, "What Taiyi, Three Saints, Golden Summit, Bright Light. If you want to talk about understanding the general principles and knowing etiquette, it has to be the Daozhen Sect! Even if I am the little ancestor and I am too lazy to compare my seniority with you monkeys, but this cultivation is genuine, right? It's not wrong to call me senior! Didn't those shitty masters and ancestors of yours teach you? It's not shameful to bow your head and become a grandson when facing a strong opponent. If you study hard, you will become a master!"

After scolding everyone shamelessly, he turned to the old man and said, "Since you are quite sensible, I will allow you to ask three questions. Answer them truthfully! If you have something to fart, please fart now!"

Looking across the Nine Provinces, no matter whether it is a famous sect or a family of independent cultivators, if we talk about the easiest way to improve one's realm, the first one to come is the Dao Zhen Sect.

As long as you are smart, quick-witted and eager to learn, it is not difficult to reach the sixth level in three years!

But if you ask which sect is the most difficult to enter, it would still be the Daozhen Sect!

The Dao Zhen Sect has never had a method to enter the Dao, let alone a technique to achieve Dao success. The realm one reaches is entirely up to fate.

But this Taoist priest Danzhu can be regarded as a typical example! He was originally a mountain dweller near Daozhen Sect, and made a living by delivering firewood to the mountains. One day, he suddenly felt tired and took a nap on the side of the road.

  When he woke up again, three thunders had fallen and he had already entered the Tao!

Millions of people try everything to attain the Tao, yet they still cannot achieve it!

But this person was created out of a dream for no reason!

He thus succeeded Yu Zihe, who was promoted to the position of head of the sect, and took over as the magistrate of Yangzhou!

  When this incident happened, not only the cultivators in the world, even the disciples of the Dao formation were deeply saddened!

At this time, when they heard that strange monk who was blocking the door asked Danzhu three questions, everyone in the building, including Elder Taiyi Shi and the Three Saints Yue Yuanqiu, fell silent.

  Everyone wants to know, who is this monk? Why did he come? Why did he block Zuixianju for no reason?

"Senior, are you enjoying the wine and meat?" Danzhu asked respectfully, bending his waist slightly.

“Although it’s not as good as the Dragon Palace’s feast, it’s still delicious!” Wu Nan picked up the jar and took a big gulp, then raised two fingers and said, “I have two more questions!”

  "!" Everyone's eyes widened, stunned with shock!

That weird monk only allowed you to ask three questions! Not three hundred questions!

Isn't this just a waste of opportunity?

But Danzhu seemed to be nonchalant, and took another step forward and asked, "Senior, are you lost?"

"Lost?" Wu Nan stopped the jar that he had just raised to his lips. He frowned and asked, "Then do you know where I'm going?!"

Dan Zhu took another step forward and said, "The one you are waiting for, Senior, is Lin Jilin Tianguan? But he is now the Chosen Saint Emperor!"

"The Chosen One? The Holy Emperor?! Am I really lost?"

Wu Nan muttered to himself, his two bright eyes gradually blurred, as if he had forgotten the three questions. He looked at Dan Zhu blankly and asked, "Then do you know where he is?"

"You come from the same way, and you go back the same way. Senior, you've gone the wrong way! This is Tianjing, not Victoria!"

"Victoria? Victoria..." Wunan kept repeating, and suddenly let go of his hand.

With a snap, the wine jar fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Yes, yes! It's Weizhou!" Wunan seemed to suddenly remember something, clapped his hands and shouted, "It's Alaya-vijnana! But... but he, he is dead! The evil body has been eliminated, and I am the good body... No, no! Good and evil are all gone! The six disciples of Buddhism... Yes, yes! I am the fifth disciple, Wunan! I went the wrong way! The time is wrong, and the space is wrong! I should go to find... Lin Ji! Yes, it is Lin Ji! I remember this name!"

In a daze, Wu Nan struggled to get up, mumbling incoherently, and ran straight out the door.

  Everyone in Zuixianju was shocked as they looked at Wunan’s hurriedly receding back!

When I looked again, the light wind and heavy rain outside the door made the scene look desolate. Pieces of white paper money that were blown from somewhere slowly fell down and floated lightly in the passing cars.

Even the Lan Ke Building, which had been closed for a long time, had a slight crack, and was creaking in the wind...

After a long while, everyone came back to their senses from the sudden coming and going of the scene outside the window, and all looked towards Danzhu in surprise.

“Brother Danzhu!” Elder Shi of Taiyi Sect couldn’t help but ask first, “Can you please tell me… what is going on here?!”

(End of this chapter)