Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 421 The Swordsman
There was no astonishing vision of the purple air coming ninety thousand miles east, just a plain golden Buddha's light, and the two Buddhist saints arrived.

One person was haggard, thin, with a sallow complexion full of sorrow and misery. He was the one who received and guided the Buddha from the Buddhist sect. Buddha.

Both of them were old acquaintances of Mo Yuan, and in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story that day, it was these two who wanted to convert Mo Yuan. If the sage Tongtian hadn't acted in time, Buddhism would have already had an additional bell-wielding arhat.

"Tongtian, my brothers and sisters haven't offended you recently, but when I uttered insulting words, they hurt the saint's face for no reason, and made a group of juniors laugh at me." Zhunti Buddha said.

Different from the taciturn receiving Buddha, Zhunti Buddha is like Yuanshi Tianzun, the most narrow-minded and stingy. He likes to do it himself and bully the small with the big, and he doesn't like others to say that he is wrong, even a saint can't do it.

But it's a pity that the other saints may tolerate his temper, but the Tongtian saint will not be used to him. When he wants to fight the gods, Tongtian doesn't even listen to Daozu Hongjun, let alone him?

I can only hear the Master of Tongtian said: "What shame for a saint, there are too many monks from all over the world calling you bald donkeys, do you send me one? They can scream, but I can't. Could it be that I am not good at swords?" ?”

Zheng!
As if feeling the master's intentions, the Qingping sword worn by Master Tongtian shone brightly, and let out a soft cry like a dragon's chant.

A few days ago, Zhunti Buddha had a shoulder chopped off by the Qingping sword. Seeing the light of the Qingping sword, he immediately recalled the situation that day, and a chill appeared on his shoulder.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, he received the Buddha to speak, and he said calmly: "Junior Brother Tongtian, don't be upset, this time the poor monk and others are here to celebrate the joy of Junior Brother Tongtian's acceptance of disciples, so why do you have to do it?"

These words are a bit subdued, but it is impossible not to subdue. The violent temper of the leader of Tongtian is recognized as lawless. Who dares to destroy the prehistoric, and he is the only one?If he doesn't give in, he will really kill him, and the two of them don't want to fight with him now.

"I told you not to call me Junior Brother, we are all fine now! Don't forget, you are a poor monk, but I am a poor Taoist. We are not of the same line at all!"

Master Tongtian sneered, and put aside the relationship, he said: "As for your so-called celebration, it is nothing more than a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken. If you have any means, just use it. I know that you two still have illusions about the Chaos Clock!"

"Tongtian, you really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Zhunti Buddha was furious, they are saints, they are treated respectfully and respectfully, although they did come here for some other purpose, but it is too rude for Tongtian to do so!

He said: "My two senior brothers came to observe the ceremony with you with good intentions. Could it be that you are angry with you? You are nothing more than relying on the teacher's favor and the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. What's the big deal?! "

"You say that, do you want to weigh my Taoism?"

Master Tongtian snorted coldly, stood up from the jade steps, and said, "Let's go, let's fight in the chaos, I don't need the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, I will definitely kill you today!"

hum!
A ray of sharp sword energy overflowed from the Qingping sword again, and in an instant, it swept across the entire Biyou Palace, and everyone present felt cold all over their bodies, as if a divine sword hung between their necks.

"you……"

Zhunti Saint was angry and annoyed, but he dared not do it. He didn't use the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and he was not the opponent of Tongtian Cult Master. He could only turn red and point at Tongtian Cult Master.

"Okay, junior brother, don't get angry."

Inviting the Buddha to smooth things over again, he gave a slight bow to the leader of Tongtian Cult, and said: "Fellow Tongtian Taoist masters swordsmanship, known in the three worlds, so there is no need to try the sword on the poor monk and the other two. Besides, today the poor monk and others are indeed He came to watch the ceremony, but it was someone else who wanted to embarrass fellow Taoists."

Someone else?

Mo Yuan's heart trembled when he heard this, he just worshiped a teacher, how could he be targeted by so many saints?
"Among the Three Realms, besides you two bald donkeys, who would have any idea about me, an uninitiated disciple?" Tongtian Jiaozhu said.

'And I!

A clear female voice resounded out of thin air in Biyou Palace, and in the next moment, in the endless chaos outside Biyou Palace, there was a ray of multi-colored rays of light piercing through the clouds and fog, heading straight for this place. entered the palace.

Among the five-color rays of light, there is a woman wearing a plain White House dress, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, beautiful appearance, noble and elegant temperament, really a fairy descended to earth.

"It's you, and you also came to ask for the Chaos Clock?" Seeing the person coming, the leader of Tongtian Cult frowned, and said with a worried expression on his face.It was evident that he had not expected this man to come.

"Nuwa Empress, this poor monk is being polite." The two Buddhist sages came forward to bow and salute, but their expressions were somewhat joyful, which was completely different from the Master Tongtian.

"You two friends don't need to be too polite." Nuwa nodded and smiled at them, but she didn't respond to the question of Master Tongtian.

Those who come are not kind!
The bitterness in Mo Yuan's heart became more and more bitter. Who would have known that on the auspicious day when he was about to become a teacher, all the saints whom he had offended in the past gathered here in a swarm, obviously wanting to trouble him.

"Nuwa, you don't want to set up a great sect, so why do you come to embarrass me?" The leader of Tongtian sect looked stern, and the three saints gathered in Biyou Palace. This scene is only one saint away from the previous year when his sword formation of killing immortals was broken. , whoever changes has to be ready.

Nuwa seemed to hear the question clearly at this time, her beautiful eyes rolled, and she glanced at Mo Yuan as if inadvertently, then looked at Master Tongtian and replied: "The Chaos Clock has nothing to do with me. I don't want to get involved in your grievances with the guide Zhunti Daoist."

"In that case, please observe the ceremony quietly." Master Tongtian didn't say anything threatening, but just stroked the hilt of Qingping Sword with one hand, and looked at Nuwa with ice-cold eyes.

"Oh, fellow daoist, do you mean that if I don't watch the ceremony quietly, you will strike me with a sword?"

Empress Nuwa had a calm smile on her face, and she said: "Then I will make amends to my fellow Taoist in advance, I don't need the Chaos Clock, but if he wants to worship under your sect, I absolutely cannot agree to it! "

"joke!"

Master Tongtian snorted coldly, and said, "When will my Taoist sect accept disciples without your consent!"

Zheng!
There was a dragon chant, but it was the Master Tongtian who raised his hand and pulled out the Qingping sword. This innate sword bloomed with blue brilliance, and each ray of brilliance contained thousands of terrifying sword auras that could destroy a large world... …

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