Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 130 Is there still fate?
Jiangxi, a pure land of deep joy.

In the land of Zen, there are many temples. Among them is a small temple with bright Buddha light and resounding bells. In front of the temple, there are three big characters on the plaque:

【Fulong Temple】

Pushing open the temple door and entering the main hall, you can see a towering golden statue of an arhat standing there. Below the statue is a cushion, on which sits a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. Surrounding him are a group of disciples, who are either chanting scriptures or holding instruments, performing some kind of sacrificial ritual.

However, at this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded in the temple.

"Ok?"

The young man with red lips and white teeth opened his eyes, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Guanghai and Guanghui are both dead? Only Guangming is still alive?"

His three most capable disciples were sent out to participate in the battle for the Dao at the request of the Bodhisattva. Among them, Guanghai had the highest cultivation, followed by Guanghui and then Guangming. However, he did not expect that after the battle for the Dao was over, it was Guangming, who had the most mediocre talent, who survived.

But soon, Fulong Luohan's expression changed.

"Is this... the 'Nine Transformations Dragon Art'? No, it's the 'Ten Thousand Dragon Riding Dao Foundation'! Someone actually managed to build this foundation without me being able to sense it!?"

Thinking of this, Fulong Luohan's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Although the "Nine Transformations Dragon Art" was created by him, the "Ten Thousand Dragon Controlling Dao Foundation" was not created by him. Instead, it was specially given to him by a great figure in the Pure Land.

The so-called "Ten Thousand Chariots Riding Dragons" is actually controlling the "True Dragon Evil".

The third-grade true qi achieved by ordinary cultivators through practicing the "Nine Transformations Dragon Art" was ultimately just a wedding dress for him, and he refined it into the temple's guardian Vajra.

Because of this, what he was most worried about was that someone would break through the restrictions of the "Nine Transformations Dragon Art" and cultivate the "Ten Thousand Dragon Controlling Dao Foundation" like him, and would no longer be under his control, and might even compete with him for the Dao. This would mean that someone would suddenly go from being a talented person to a lifelong enemy!
"Whoever he is, he must be killed!"

As soon as he thought of this, the figure of Fulong Luohan suddenly dimmed, but he performed a "Buddhist Heart Seal" to communicate with his mind and directly escape to the target.

However, the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he found that in the direction he fled, there were three huge Dharma bodies that were so huge that it was difficult to describe, and they were all looking at him!

"Where did this random cultivator come from? What a blind man!"

A light rebuke, like a rolling thunder, made Fulong Arhat's body tremble on the spot, and he watched helplessly as his own foundation of Taoism was about to collapse and disintegrate.
"That's good, that's good."

The faint sound of Buddha's voice came, calming Taixu in the blink of an eye, and stabilizing Fulong Luohan's foundation that was about to collapse, pulling him back from the brink of life and death.

"Donor Feixue, you are too impatient."

"Fu Long and your clan's Master Lu have a deep connection. Instead of fighting over a disagreement, why not let them meet for the time being?"

It was not until then that Fulong Luohan came back to his senses. He saw that in the middle of the three True Lords, above a spectacular sight, there was a handsome young man standing. The aura on his body was the same as what he had sensed, that is, the [Wancheng Yulong Daoji], and the look he gave him was full of vigilance.

".Bitter!"

Fulong Luohan understood the situation almost immediately. This was a true person from the Chusheng Sect! In that case, it was impossible to kill him!
But this also concerns his path.
What made Fulong Luohan even more frightened was that the other party's foundation was perfect and flawless, without any flaws, and he actually reached the peak of the initial stage of foundation building with just one breakthrough!

"Perfect foundation?" Fulong Arhat murmured in a low voice.

With a perfect innate foundation of Taoism, it is unknown how much effort will be saved in refining the innate magical power. At most, in thirty years, one can try to contain the first Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil and break through to the middle stage!
He is truly an enemy of Taoism!
Thinking of this, Fulong Arhat immediately gritted his teeth, then looked at Lu Yang and said in a deep voice: "This person and I do have a lot of karma."

"Oh? Really?"

Upon hearing this, True Lord Qingcheng Feixue immediately smiled and waved her jade hand. The wonder transformed by the world of heaven, the [Wan Gu Cave], fell into her palm and began to spin.

"My two fellow Taoists, what do you think? Should this wonder of mine be best achieved in Jiangdong or Jiangxi?"

“I think Jiangxi is good.”

"Amitabha!"

Before True Lord Qingcheng Feixue finished speaking, the True Lord of Pure Land chanted the Buddha's name: "Now that the battle for the Dao is over, it is time for this poor nun to return."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue chuckled, "Isn't there still a karmic law?"

"No more, no more."

The Buddha's True Lord swallowed his anger and replied with a smile, then looked at Fu Long Luohan: "Let's go back first." Fu Long Luohan looked unwilling when he heard that, but he had no choice but to take a deep look at Lu Yang in the distance, and then stood behind the Pure Land True Lord.

The next second, the Buddha's light dimmed.

The True Lord of Pure Land, Arhat Fulong, Guangming who had managed to survive the battle, and more than ten lucky Buddhist monks returned to the Pure Land of Jiangxi.

".snort!"

At the same time, the True Lord from the Taoist Court had a grim face. Guangming and others in the Pure Land were still alive, but his side was completely wiped out.

Fortunately, the situation in Daoting is rather special. People are not important, what is important is the [official position]. As long as the [official position] is not lost or damaged, after the person dies, the official position can be granted by selecting the best among the successful candidates in the imperial examinations. What really makes Daoting Zhenjun angry is the [Wan Gu Cave].

Rumble!
Only when True Lord Qingcheng Feixue raised his jade hand, the wonder transformed from the world of heaven suddenly fell from the sky and slammed heavily into the border county area of ​​Jiangdong Dao Court.

Almost at the same time, Daoting Zhenjun also let out a muffled groan.

Below, Jiangdong.

At the place where the [Wan Gu Cave] fell, all the cultivators felt a sense of it and looked up at the sky, but they only felt that the difficulty of their cultivation had suddenly changed.

In the early morning, the morning dew turns into mist.

The Qi was not flowing smoothly, so it flowed through the earth, connecting the north and the south, and confronting Kan and Li. However, all the cultivators who practiced the Gold and Water techniques felt a sense of refreshment.

This is the dispute over the fruit position!
The original fruit position that dominated this place was squeezed out, and the fruit position of True Lord Qingcheng Feixue gained the upper hand, which directly affected all the cultivators below.

Even the Foundation Establishment Master is no exception!
Looking around, Lu Yang could even see several cultivators who were in the process of breaking through the foundation-building stage, but due to the change in their fruition level, their original chances of winning had dropped to zero.

However, several monks who originally had little hope had their chances of winning increased by 10% because of this.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Upon seeing this, True Lord Qingcheng Feixue laughed loudly, while True Lord Daoting said nothing, turned around with a dark face, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

Jiangxi, a pure land of deep joy.

After returning to the Pure Land, Fulong Arhat did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at the Pure Land Master who presided over all affairs in front of him and was honored as [Bodhisattva of Treasure Bottle and Water Moon]:
"Bodhisattva, what exactly happened in this battle to seize the Dao?"

"Just defeated."

The tone of Aquarius Water Moon Bodhisattva was very calm. After all, although they lost, the loss to the Pure Land was not too great. The loss was all borne by the Dao Court.

Publicly, the Daoist court was completely annihilated, while the Pure Land side at least had a handful of survivors. Personally, she used the incident of Fulong Arhat as an excuse to persuade True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue to relocate the Ten Thousand Gu Cave to Jiangdong, thus avoiding casualties herself. Naturally, she spoke with ease at this moment.

"That Guangming is very good."

"If he hadn't betrayed Dao Court in time, the Buddhists who participated in this battle would have been the same as Dao Court. Not a single one of them would have survived."

"Of course, betraying allies is not a good idea and should not be encouraged."

"So after you go back, don't reward him openly. Instead, let him practice well in your [Fulong Temple]. He might be useful in the future."

"This little monk receives the Dharma order."

Fulong Luohan bowed and looked at Guangming with a new respect. After all, the others were dead, but he was still alive, so he must be extraordinary.

"But Bodhisattva, that newly promoted Foundation Establishment Master."

As Fulong Arhat finished speaking, Baoping Shuiyue Bodhisattva counted with his fingers and shook his head: "The fate has been broken, and it all depends on your own ability."

"If you have the ability to convert him, or even kill him, Pure Land will naturally support you with all its strength."

"If not, the Pure Land would not support useless people."

After these words were spoken, Fulong Luohan dared not say anything else. He immediately prostrated himself on the ground, saying yes, and then crawled backwards out of the Pure Land Main Hall.

(End of this chapter)