Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 397 The trial site for this spring hunt is Qingtianzhou
The arrogant one is the highest.

If there is regret, it is a sign that prosperity will inevitably decline.

The dragon is the king of all beasts, but it is also declining.

Do not be afraid when you see their prosperity, but attack them when they are weak.

The broad minds of the ancient human warriors are breathtaking.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan seemed to have transformed into an ancient martial arts practitioner. With one punch, a dragon shadow flew up.

Using the power of the blue dragon to suppress the momentum of the blue dragon, this is the regret of the arrogant dragon!
"boom--"

Thirty-six flying dragon shadows instantly emerged from the fist, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to shake, knocking away the golden bodies that were surrounding them, and rolling back towards Master Wuxin.

The ocean is surging and the long dragon is flying across the sky.

Zhang Yuan's attack actually surpassed the dragon and elephant, and the power reached a huge force of 36 million jin!

Outside the gate of Leiyin Zen Temple, everyone was stunned, watching the long dragon sweeping and crashing towards Master Wuxin.

In the Leiyin Zen Temple, the attack of Wuxin, the most monstrous genius in three hundred years who had made great progress in the Dongxuan realm, was actually rolled back!

The most important thing is that Zhang Yuan's attack was clearly 90% similar to Wu Xin's punch in terms of posture and artistic conception.

The power that can be displayed is more than a hundred times greater than Wuxin’s punch!
A flash of horror appeared in Wuxin's eyes, followed by endless brilliance.

He let out a long shout, flew up, and punched the dragon head-on.

Behind him, the shadow of the cliff carvings became real.

"boom--"

The fist collided with the dragon shadow, Wuxin's body flew backwards, and the shadow of the cliff carving also disappeared.

Can't stop!
While also observing the cliff carvings, the boxing skills that Zhang Yuan mastered were much stronger than Wuxin's.

"Bam—"

Wuxin bumped into the stone steps at the mountain gate, and the steps shattered.

Above the sky, a huge golden bell flew down and enveloped Wuxin's body.

The most precious treasure of Leiyin Temple is the ancient bell of Randeng.

This treasure is as famous as the Yunmeng Fan. It contains the shadow of the ancient Buddha and the sound of the Tao.

This bell can block the power of Dongxuan, and when driven by a strong Dongxuan, it can suppress mountains and rivers.

The three great Dongxuan masters, including Wuding, who had taken action earlier, stepped forward quickly and provided protection outside the golden bell.

Perhaps Leiyin Temple was afraid that Zhang Yuan would take action again and give Wuxin an initiation as well.

If Wuxin was also initiated by Zhang Yuan and turned into a practitioner of Theravada Buddhism, the sky of Leiyin Zen Temple would be doomed to collapse.

However, Zhang Yuan did not go in this time. He just stood with his hands behind his back and looked forward with a calm expression.

"He defeated Wuxin with one strike. How did he do that..."

"Is that punch really the legacy from the cliff carvings?"

"Could it be that the cliff carvings are actually the inheritance of Hinayana Buddhism?"

"How is that possible? That soaring dragon shadow is clearly a martial art, an ancient martial art."

There was a commotion all around, and all the practitioners from various parties who were watching the battle were in an uproar.

The strength displayed by Zhang Yuan far exceeded everyone's expectations.

The most important thing is, isn’t Zhang Yuan good at martial arts and Confucianism?

"Actually, Wuxin's loss was not unfair. He shouldn't have competed with Zhang Juzheng with martial arts..." At the edge of the square, a cultivator with a solemn aura whispered softly.

What is inscribed on the cliff carvings is martial arts. No matter how much one understands, one cannot compare to Zhang Juzheng, who practiced both Confucianism and martial arts.

Xun Lin, who was standing behind, held the hilt of the sword with a complicated expression on his face.

Zhang Yuan’s tyranny made him feel depressed.

"Zhang Juzheng, my Leiyin Zen Temple will follow your request and go to Yuning City to chant sutras and participate in the reconstruction."

"In addition, my Leiyin Zen Temple will give out five million taels of gold as compensation to Yuning City."

A voice was heard above the Leiyin Zen Temple.

The entire world in front of the mountain gate seemed to be covered by clouds, and endless immortal spirits and Buddha power surged. Leiyin Zen Temple, I made a mistake!

Although everyone had the answer in their hearts after witnessing today's battle, when they heard Leiyin Temple admit its mistake and surrender, everyone still felt like it was a dream.

This is the leader of Buddhism in Qingtian Continent, controlling hundreds of millions of people and Buddhist practitioners.

A force like Leiyin Zen Temple would actually surrender to a Confucian and Taoist practitioner who provoked the mountain gate.

Did all those great Buddhist monks who died before die in vain?
"Zhang Juzheng defeated Wuxin without even using the power of the Yunmeng Fan. I'm afraid the only people in Leiyin Temple who can defeat him are those few."

"Haha, if those guys take action, do you think the Master will..."

The person who spoke had a smile on his face, and his eyes were shining with wisdom.

guessed.

What Leiyin Zen Temple fears is the Master's desperate attack.

No one wants to face Bailu Mountain directly at this time.

"Quick, notify Qingyun Mountain that Leiyin Temple has lost." Zuo Lingxiao clenched his fists, stared at Zhang Yuan standing in the square, and shouted in a low voice.

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Witnessed by tens of thousands of elites from all sides of Qingtian Continent, Zhang Juzheng of Bailu Academy defeated the golden-armored monks of Leiyin Temple, the Eighteen Vajra Arhats, and the genius Jingyuan at the foot of Leiyun Mountain.

Even the head of Arhat Hall was defeated by Zhang Yuan with one punch.

Now, Zhang Yuan has already arrived at Leiyin Zen Temple and is being escorted by Wuxin, Jingyuan, and several elites from the temple to Qingyun Immortal Sect.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was an attempt to deport Zhang Yuanli.

Whether it is the Netherworld Demon Sect or the Qingyun Immortal Sect, they may not take action to ambush on the surface, but what can't they do in secret?

In the world of practitioners, there has never been such a thing as being aboveboard and upright.

Even Leiyin Temple just went with the flow and admitted defeat to Bailu Mountain.

Everyone has seen how powerful Zhang Juzheng is at Bailu Mountain. It's normal for Leiyin Temple to admit defeat, right?
……

Imperial City.

The residence of the eldest prince.

In front of the eldest prince, who was dressed in black robes, stood more than a dozen practitioners with different body shapes and respectful expressions on their faces.

Among these people were Confucian scholars, warriors, military generals, and practitioners of Taoism, Buddhism, and Taoism.

They were all recruited by the eldest prince and performed exceptionally well in this spring hunt.

Among them, the weakest ones are in the middle stage of the Innate Realm.

Without this level of cultivation, it would be impossible to pass the Spring Hunt selection.

"The trial site for this spring hunt is Qingtianzhou."

The eldest prince's voice sounded slowly.

The elites looked up, surprise visible on their faces.

Only someone of the eldest prince's status could know such news in advance, right?
For the assembled elites, so far, they don’t know where they will go.

"After arriving in Qingtian Continent, you will go to the White Deer Academy, the leader of the four major academies, and serve under the command of the headmaster of the Panshi Academy, and accept orders."

"Whether you can pass the trials later depends on the assessment of the head of the Rock Academy."

There was a gleam in the eldest prince's eyes, and a trace of excitement that was difficult to suppress flashed across his face.

He had read Zhang Yuan's travel notes in the Spring Mountain Picture.

He advanced for tens of thousands of miles, straight into the territory ruled by Buddhism, killing people along the way, and had no rivals.

Before the Leiyin Temple, he defeated the top masters in a row, forcing the Leiyin Temple to admit defeat.

How wonderful is this experience?
Even the eldest prince envied Zhang Yuan for being able to run rampant on Qingtian Continent.

"Your Highness, according to historical records, the fundamental foundations of cultivators on Yongtian Continent are far stronger than those on other continents."

"If we go to White Deer Mountain, what will we do if the head of the Rock Academy can't subdue us?"

In the hall, a young man wearing black armor and exuding an aura of iron and blood spoke loudly.

(End of this chapter)