I Joined the Chat Group and Was Treated As an Expert

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　　Kyoto, conference hall.

　　A group of figures with a strong breath like a divine furnace sat here, and a few of them hung a golden gong around their waists.

　　In front of the conference table, on a huge screen.

　　The monitoring screen freezes.

　　Inside is the figure of Ye Feng. He has a splendid temperament. At this moment, he bends down slightly, and still has a humble and indifferent attitude. Above it, there is a phantom of a shattering true Buddha!

　　The atmosphere in the conference hall was stagnant for a while.

　　After a while.

　　An old man sitting at the top broke the silence and said lightly, "Everyone, what do you think of this?"

　　"It might be a coincidence."

　　A Jin Gong frowned slightly, "If there are such powerful people in the world, those demons and monsters have been swept away long ago, how can they be so rampant?"

　　"not necessarily."

　　An old man helped the gold wire glasses and analyzed:

　　"You should also know that the recovery of spiritual energy started as early as a hundred years ago, but the scope is very small. The old seniors of the old era seem to have different ideas from ours."

　　"Their attitude towards demons is more like going with the flow!"

　　"And this person on the surveillance screen is very likely to be someone from that year."

　　"Humph!"

　　A golden gong with silver hair snorted coldly, "Those stubborn old antiques are more disgusting than demons in my opinion!"

　　"okay!"

　　The old man sitting at the top frowned, "Stop talking about this kind of thing in the future."

　　The silver-haired golden gong pouted, but did not dare to contradict.

　　The old man pondered for a moment, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes swept over the people in the conference hall, and said slowly: "Senior in the old era, if you can't offend, you can't offend. As long as they are not excessive, don't worry about it."

　　"Wu Zhongtian applied for the soul-suppressing gong, I agree, grant him a golden gong, and let that senior Ye know our attitude."

　　"In addition, there may be some chaos in Changshan City recently, and a few people have maintained order in the past."

　　"That's it, let's go!"

　　Everyone in the conference hall had different thoughts and left in turn.

　　Soon only the old man was left in the hall. He sat quietly at the conference table, looking at a plaque revealed behind the white-robed figure in the surveillance screen, his eyes darkened and uncertain.

　　a long time.

　　He just stood up and seemed to say to himself, "Returning to the basics, hiding swords in books... In the old days, when was there such a kendo master? It seems that I'm going to visit..."

　　at the same time.

　　Shaolin Temple, Famen Temple, Potala Palace, White Horse Temple, Lingyin Temple...

　　In the ancient temples and holy places of various Buddhist sects, at this moment there are eminent monks of Buddhist sects rushing on their way, and the goal is obviously the same direction.

　　Changshan City!

Chapter [-] Zhang Sanfeng's Enlightenment (First Update)

　　"Buddhism should be a great happiness!"

　　"The world is a sea of ​​suffering. The World-Honored One takes pity on the suffering of the world's people. He was born as a son of a Buddha, and saves all sentient beings. All those who worship my Buddha will, after a hundred years, ascend to the Western Heaven and Bliss!"

　　"Anyone who prevents the Buddha's son from coming into the world will be punished by heaven, enter the eighteen layers of hell, and never go beyond rebirth."

　　An old monk led a team to Changshan City.

　　Among them, there are foreigners, and there are also monks of the warrior system. They use their extraordinary abilities to preach along the way, attracting many believers.

　　There are even demons clamoring for it.

　　A mutated golden eagle soars for nine days, claiming to be the reincarnation of the Dapeng golden-winged eagle.

　　There is also a mutated peacock with multicolored tail feathers, which looks gorgeous and holy. It is said that the Buddha's mother peacock, King Daming, came to the world.

　　They swaggered into the human city without anyone stopping them.

　　In this regard.

　　Buddhism neither admitted nor opposed it, and Quan Dang did not see it.

　　This made many mutant creatures excited.

　　this day.

　　The mutated golden eagle was walking on the street with its head held high, its body glittering with golden light and a solemn appearance. Many pedestrians were taking pictures along the way, and some fools were paying homage.

　　Suddenly, a sharp sword light fell from the sky.

　　"chi"

　　The mutant golden eagle couldn't dodge, and was directly cut off by a wing, blood spurted out, and screamed.

　　"I am the reincarnation of the Buddha's uncle, the Dapeng golden-winged eagle, how dare you hurt me!?"

　　It screamed in horror.

　　"boom"

　　A sturdy figure suddenly fell, with a golden gong hanging from his waist, cracking the ground.

　　He strode towards the golden eagle, carrying a large knife, his eyes indifferent and ruthless: "You devoured hundreds of people in a village half a month ago. Yesterday, a wealthy businessman invited you into the house, but none of you survived! Are there any last words?"

　　"You can't kill me, I am the Golden Winged Dapeng Diaozhuan..."

　　The mutant golden eagle's eyes were flustered, and his expression was stern.

　　"puff"

　　A eagle head flew up, soaking the ground with pale golden blood.

　　This golden gong soared into the air, his eyes were like electricity, scanning the four directions, and his icy voice echoed throughout the city: "Anyone who is an alien from the monster race and bears the blood of the human race, if he dares to step into the city for half a step, he will be killed without mercy!"

　　There was dead silence all around.

　　"This... Killing the reincarnation of the golden-winged Dapeng eagle, the Buddha will blame it." Someone turned pale.

　　"What crap reincarnation, it's obviously fake!"

　　Someone next to him sneered.

　　"Amitabha!"

　　A monk stood not far away, his hands clasped together, his face merciful, "God has the virtue of good life, why do you have to fight and kill?"

　　The golden gong glanced at him, and two words popped out of his mouth.

　　"Bald!"

　　The monk's expression changed slightly and said, "Donor, you..."

　　However, Jin Gongli, who was carrying the big sword, ignored him and disappeared into a stream of light.

　　"Dangtang Jin Gong, is this quality?"

　　The monk's face was full of resentment, and he said loudly, "Let's see, this is the so-called beater..."

　　"Boom"

　　A wooden stick knocked on the monk's forehead.

　　His voice stopped abruptly, and he turned his head dizzily, trying to see who was beating his sap.

　　However, as soon as he turned around, a brick occupied all eyes and slapped it directly on his face. Suddenly, his nose bleeds, his teeth were shattered, and he fell on his back with a plop!

　　Until he fainted, he didn't see who hit him.

　　People come and go on the street.

　　No one was willing to help him up, and they all walked around, with only contempt in their eyes.

　　The reputation of playing more people is not very good.

　　But in this chaotic world, it is these people who are working hard to protect their safety, no matter how unpleasant their style is, it is still not a bald donkey to judge!

　　in a small alley.

　　Two figures wearing masks dropped the sticks and bricks in their hands on the ground.

　　"Did you get knocked out?"

　　"Dizzy, I used [-]% of my strength to at least give him a concussion!"

　　The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding, smiled, and then each took out a gong and hung it around their waists.

　　……

　　Inside the small shop.

　　Ye Feng looked at the news of the day on his phone and shook his head slightly.

　　What an eventful autumn!

　　The day before yesterday, there was a B-level disaster, and only three of the more than 2000 teachers in Yude Middle School were left alive and dead, which scared the whole school in Changshan City to have a holiday.

　　Of course, except for specialized martial arts academies.

　　Yesterday, it rained inexplicably again, and Li Guihong's raincoat entered his store, and the ghost door was closed for a while.

　　Even more outrageous today.

　　Inexplicably, the phantom of a giant Buddha appeared in the sky, and it suddenly shattered...

　　Then, there are various follow-up news.

　　For example, "a Shaolin monk made it clear that there was a Buddha child born in Changshan City", "the living Buddha of the world issued a public statement: what came out of the middle earth is not a Buddha, but a devil"...

　　The list goes on and on!