My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

Everyone present can be called the arrogance of the East, but after hearing the prince of Ziwei Emperor and the evildoers of the ancient Qin family, they all fell silent.

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Tuoba Feng let out a long sigh, the sword light flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly: "Those two are just better in aptitude, aptitude does not determine everything, and I may not be weaker than them in the future!"

After saying this, Tuoba Feng regained his previous confidence.

Liu Xinghe, the three disciples of the Hanyue Sect, and many followers of the Holy Son of Wanjian nodded their heads in agreement. The aptitude is just a higher starting point, and there are many unparalleled talents who died prematurely. How far in the future can they cultivate? It's not really a matter of qualifications.

The young monk Fakong said in a erratic tone: "Quality can't decide everything, but people's backgrounds are also very deep! The cultivation resources that you are fighting for with all your strength can be squandered at will, what do you compare to others?"

As soon as the little monk Fakong said these words, there was a sudden silence in the field, and everyone seemed to have been stabbed in the heart.

Everyone looked at the little monk Fakong coldly, wishing to smash his fat face into flowers.

Tuoba Feng suddenly stood up, his white robe fluttered, and there was a faint sound of sword cries coming from his body, and there was a bright sword light in his eyes, and said solemnly: "This master seems to have an opinion on us! Let me come. Learn the great tricks of the master!"

After speaking, a sword light dragon suddenly appeared behind Tuoba Feng.

"Ow!"

Jianguang Changlong raised a dragon's whistle in the sky, and pounced towards the little monk Fakong with his teeth and claws open.

The fat body of the little monk Fakong did not move at all, and eighteen sympathetic Buddhas rose from behind, exuding golden Buddha light, Sanskrit Chan chanting sounded, and Buddha flowers were faintly falling in the void, forming a unique and vast difference. elephant.

Eighteen Buddha clasped his hands together, and the palm of his hand burst out with infinite Buddha light. It collided with the sword light dragon, and he saw that the sword light dragon quickly melted and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tuoba Feng snorted, his face turned pale instantly, and his eyes were full of solemnity when he looked at the young monk Fakong.

Everyone in the audience was a little surprised. They never expected that this chubby monk with a fragrant mouth was actually a master!

"Just talk, why do you suddenly act? Did I just say something wrong?" The little monk Fakong looked innocent, and his fat face was even more stunned.

Tuoba Feng's eyes were gloomy, and he said: "I can't see that you still have some means, but it is worth my sword!"

"Don't hurt the two of you."

The Son of Wanjian stretched out his hand to stop Tuoba Feng, looked at the little monk Fakong, and said slowly: "Master is right, since it is a communication, naturally you can speak freely. However, the master's words are a bit extreme."

"What is extreme? It's just telling the truth! Why don't you all want to listen to the truth?" The young monk Fakong shook his head in disdain.

The Virgin of Zifu has clear eyes, and her voice is like spring water: "The prince of the Ziwei Dynasty and the evildoer of the ancient Qin family are far beyond ordinary people in terms of qualifications and backgrounds, and they will naturally become famous in the ancient world in the future. However, only With these two people, we can't support an era, let alone the golden age."

The little monk Fakong rolled his eyes and said casually, "I heard that there is a Buddhist awakening in the Wanfo Temple in the Western Desert. The Buddha's light shines for tens of thousands of miles. Thousands of Buddhas recite sutras and blessings, and Sanskrit Chan sings for a long time."

"It is said that the Buddhist son experienced the reincarnation of nine lives, each life is a new beginning, and each life has been cultivated to an extremely profound realm, and each time he passed away is his own initiative.

"And this life is his tenth life, which is the first life to break his fate. After awakening, he has escaped into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda to cultivate."

"That Buddha's Dharma name, reincarnation."

The words of the young monk Fakong were leisurely,

But it hit the hearts of everyone again.

The Buddha of the ninth reincarnation!

Western Desert Wanfo Temple!

This kind of origin is no worse than those two evildoers!

Even Yun Qingying was a little surprised. The news of Wanfo Temple was blocked so tightly that it was difficult to hear from Fenglou.

Yun Qingying's black pupils are like gems, her teeth are sparkling and she smiles sweetly: "I heard that the Nanling Ten Thousand Demons God Dynasty has elected the son of God, which represents the rise and fall of the ten thousand demon God Dynasty, and its origin is no better than those of the demons. Difference."

What?

Are there such monsters in Nanling?

Could it be that the legendary golden world is really coming?

Yun Qingying only briefly mentioned the matter of the Ten Thousand Demon God Son, and did not say much, but it was enough to evoke thoughts.

Nangong Liuyun, the holy son of Jiuxiao, let out a sigh of turbid air, and said with a smile, "This is only what we know, maybe more evildoers have already been born, but we don't know anything. When they join the WTO, the ancient world will become even more exciting!"

The saintess of the Zifu sighed softly and reminded: "Don't forget, everyone, the golden world does not only refer to the ancient world, but all the worlds. We have so many evil spirits in the ancient world, other worlds. What? The arrival of the golden age may be a disaster rather than a blessing for most people."

Liu Xinghe said with deep conviction: "The Virgin of the Purple House is right! A few years ago, there were frequent demon cultivators from the Blood Demon Sect at the edge of our Xuantian Holy Land's sphere of influence."

"Not long ago, our saintess took people to destroy a blood demon sect, and killed four demon emperors!"

"There are also real demons from the demon world!"

"Even the guys in the demon world can't hold back, the world has indeed begun to be in chaos!"

As the eldest disciple of Xuanjian Peak in Xuantian Holy Land, Liu Xinghe couldn't say anything when talking with Tianjiao here. He felt like a frog at the bottom of a well. When he got the opportunity, he naturally wanted to show it off.

It is true that the Gorefiend Sect split the helm, but everyone seems to have known the news for a long time, and they are not surprised by this.

Ye Chen, Zi Menghan, and Li Qingzhou didn't change their expressions, as if they were listening to other people's stories.

Saint Child Wanjian showed interest in his eyes, and asked, "It is said that Saintess Xuantian met a strange person, the sword demon, Dugu seeks defeat! If it wasn't for that one, I'm afraid Saintess Xuantian would be in trouble. No, is this true?"

Liu Xinghe did not attract everyone's surprised eyes, and was somewhat embarrassed. He vowed: "That's natural!"

Having said this, Liu Xinghe paused slightly, sighed softly again, and said with infinite regret: "Unfortunately, that strange man has a strange temper, and disappeared after he made a move, and the saint also failed to invite him to Xuantian Holy Land as a guest. ,what a pity."

"Killing the Demon Sovereign is like killing a dog! With such a sword cultivator, I really hope to have a visit!" Tuoba Feng sighed.

Wanjian Shengzi and many of his followers deeply regret it. For these sword cultivators, it is always a great pity that they cannot meet the legendary sword demon Dugu and seek defeat.

Li Qingzhou looked strange and secretly said in his heart, if they knew that the sword demon Dugu Qiuqiu was in front of them, how would they feel?