I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 890
After a stick of incense.

Follow Puxuan through the chaotic Yun'an Temple, all the way to the Daxiong Hall.

As the core main hall of any temple, the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni Buddha is enshrined in the Daxiong Hall, which is generally regarded as the "biggest" Buddha in Buddhism.

"Fang, Abbot."

In the hall, there are several monks who have not escaped just now, but hid here to pray for the "protection" of the Buddha.

Seeing Pu Xuan walking in, they hurried out and asked:
"Fang, that was just now."

"Oh, it's okay, don't panic."

Puxuan looked at Wei Changtian who was silent behind him, and said softly, "Let's all go out."

"Yes"

Several monks looked at each other, and then at Wei Changtian who was expressionless, with the look of fear caused by the candle dragon still remaining in their eyes.

But no matter what doubts they had, they naturally didn't dare to disobey Puxuan's words, so they quickly ran out of the hall.

And when they left, only Puxuan, Wei Changtian, and a golden and stalwart Buddha statue remained in the huge Daxiong Palace.

"Mr. Wei"

Turning around to look at Wei Changtian, Pu Xuan lowered his head slightly.

He didn't immediately point out where the old beggar was hiding, but first asked softly:
"I don't know what you will do after seeing those two people?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

Wei Changtian narrowed his eyes: "Or you can say that I will do whatever you think I will do."

"The poor monk understands"

Nodding his head, Pu Xuan sighed helplessly.

"Hey, Mr. Wei, maybe you don't want to hear any explanation, but the poor monk still wants to tell you why he took these two people in first."

"Oh?"

Wei Changtian was not in a hurry, but instead glanced at Puxuan with great interest: "Say what you want."

"it is good"

Puxuan looked back at the tall statue of Shakyamuni, paused for a moment, and then said slowly:

"Young Master Wei, that old man dressed like a beggar was originally from my Buddhist sect."

"I know that."

Wei Changtian nodded slightly: "And then? You are not going to say that he practiced some evil kung fu, and then he was expelled from Buddhism, right?"

".It's not evil work."

Facing Wei Changtian's disdain, Puxuan's expression did not change, he just explained seriously:
"Young Master should have seen his Dharma appearance last night. At first glance, it is indeed quite frightening, like an evil Buddha."

"But in fact, it's not because of any evil skills, but because he has practiced too many and complicated skills."

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Puxuan's words, Wei Changtian's pupils shrank slightly when he suddenly recalled the magical power of the Taoist "Escape Technique" that the old beggar used last night when he ran away.

"Could it be possible for him to become a dual cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism?"

"Not only Buddhism and Taoism."

Puxuan shook his head: "I don't know how many witches, Gu, Confucianism, and demons there are, but he should have tried most of the cultivation paths in the world."

"It's just that the cultivation methods of each school and school are different, and some are even diametrically opposed. Under the influence of each other, there will be some good or bad variables."

"And the appearance of the evil Buddha is one of these variables."

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In the ear, Puxuan's voice is calm and sure, which proves that what he said should not be made up, at least it is [-]% true.

As a result, Wei Changtian was inevitably stunned.

Good guy.

Hodgepodge? ? ?
Although there is no such thing as "exclusive" in the number of cultivation methods in this world, in fact, few people would practice both of them at the same time.

After all, the time of a warrior is very precious, and if the family is not enough to practice, how can I learn a "second major" if I have the time.

More importantly, "Multi-cultivation" is really limited in the improvement of warriors, and it is even very likely to have a counterproductive effect.

As Puxuan said, the paths of each school and faction are very different, and some have nothing in common.

As a result, it is very easy to "go into a state of madness" if you practice the exercises of the two schools at the same time.

Originally, he wanted to become stronger, but in the end he became weaker. If he was not sure, he would have to risk his life.

Naturally, no one does such a thankless task, and in the end, almost no one knows how to "double cultivation".

Let alone "repair more".

But now, according to Puxuan, the old beggar actually "cultivated" at least five or six ways, and he is still not crazy, which is unbelievable.

If this is true, it can only explain two things.

One, he's lucky.

Second, he is a genius in cultivation.

but
"How did you know this?"

Suddenly, Wei Changtian's tone became gloomy and cold, and he asked a very crucial question.

But Puxuan didn't answer immediately, but slowly closed his eyes, and after a long time, he said incomparably difficultly:

"He's my big brother."

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Undoubtedly, Wei Changtian never expected to hear such an answer.

That old beggar is the big brother of this bald donkey?

Not to mention, thinking about it this way, these two people really look alike.

But it's not right either.

If they are really two brothers, then their cultivation talents should be about the same.

Why is it that now one obviously has the strength that is not ordinary second-rank, and the other is only fourth-rank?

What great opportunity did the old beggar get?

A series of questions quickly flashed through Wei Changtian's mind, and Pu Xuan didn't intend to explain further, he just opened his eyes and said bitterly:

"Young Master Wei, now you know why the poor monk hid him in the temple."

"Brotherhood is understandable."

Wei Changtian looked directly at Puxuan, his voice was very calm, but the aura around him had already begun to surge secretly.

It is obvious that he has realized something because of the latter's "candid confession".

If Puxuan and the old beggar were really brothers, then how could he betray the latter so easily.

Just because of a mere Yun'an Temple?

impossible.

Then, this high probability is not a "betrayal", but a trap aimed at oneself.
"Abbot, are you making me understand?"

As soon as the topic changed, Wei Changtian sneered and directly pierced the layer of window paper, while pressing his left hand on the hilt of the Longquan Sword.

The almost condensed second-rank momentum has been suppressed in the entire Daxiong Palace, but Puxuan seems to have no feeling about it, and his expression is still so bitter.

"Oh, Mr. Wei, even the poor monk doesn't want to do this."

"It's just that he is a relative of the poor monk after all, and the poor monk can't just watch him die at your hands."

"I'm sorry."

"Bang! Bang bang bang!!"

Following Puxuan's last words, the originally opened doors of the hall suddenly closed one after another, instantly isolating the inside and outside of the hall.

Then, at the next moment, the tall Buddha statue standing in the center of the hall slowly lit up with golden lights.

And in this increasingly dazzling Buddha light, Sakyamuni slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)