Chapter 635 Seeking the Way of Heavenly Monarch

Chapter 635 Seeking the Way of Heavenly Monarch

At this moment, there are countless prominent figures who have transcended the realm of gods, all focusing their attention on the Buddha who is attracting everyone's attention.

They knew that this incident not only carried the future destiny of the Maha World, but also

It is closely related to every strong person in the Maha world and cannot be slacked off at all.

Although this matter is of great importance, those who are lucky enough to participate in this grand ceremony at Wuyin Temple,

But it is limited to those heavenly kings who stand at the pinnacle of the Maha Realm, and a few respected divine kings from the other shore.

They are undoubtedly the most dazzling existences in this world.

Xie Que was currently sitting on a futon at the top of Wuyin Mountain. In front of his eyes was the endless sea of ​​clouds.

The top of the Silent Mountain was once the holy place where the Yellow-browed Old Buddha preached and taught, and it was also the most sacred place in the entire Maha World.

In addition to the old Buddha who has disappeared for nearly 300,000 years, and who is now a disciple of Buddha,

No one is qualified to sit on this futon that symbolizes status.

As time passed slowly, not long after, dozens of figures streaked across the sky like meteors and slowly appeared here.

They either walked up the mountain or flew away, and sat down peacefully on their respective futons according to the established order.

Their arrival undoubtedly added more solemnity to this ceremony.

It also indicates that the Maha world is about to usher in an unprecedented change and baptism.

Xie Que's eyes were tightly closed, seemingly unaware of the movements in the outside world.

This does not mean that he is unaware of everything around him.

On the contrary, he has already captured the powerful auras of many heavenly kings,

Many of the things contained in these auras are beyond his current strength.

Their arrival seems to make the long river of time here continue to sway and oscillate,

He could clearly feel that these powerful men not only had profound Taoist cultivation, but also had strong Qi and blood.

There are many people among them who have the power of Qi and blood, even compared to him.

"It seems that in this world a million years from now, I am no longer the number one person at the top of martial arts..."

A trace of emotion welled up in Xie Que's heart, but there was no trace of disappointment or frustration in this emotion.

On the contrary, he was sincerely pleased with such changes, because this was exactly what he expected to see.

As time went by, the more than a hundred futons below were gradually filled by powerful people from all walks of life.

After the last strong man was seated safely, Guan Qi, who was sitting at the top of the table under Xie Que, finally broke the silence:

"Comrades, since we are all here, let's salute His Highness together."

After finishing speaking, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

Except for the monks in Wuyin Temple, no one moved.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Guan Qi, as if waiting for his next instruction.

Guan Qi looked extremely calm and unmoved in the face of everyone's gaze.

Under his guidance, all the Buddhas in Wuyin Temple changed from their original sitting postures.

Instead of kneeling devoutly, they all turned towards Xie Que at the top and kowtowed three times respectfully. Every movement revealed their respect for the Buddha.

After completing this series of rituals, Guan Qi still looked at ease.

He easily sat back on his futon without any dissatisfaction on his face, as if all this was a natural thing.

Sitting next to Guan Qi is a young monk.

He was wearing a black monk's robe, with his hair hanging down on his shoulders. He had a delicate face and looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

His brows and eyes sparkled like stars, which was unforgettable at first sight.

At this time, a faint smile appeared on the young monk's face.

He said softly: "It looks like, it really looks like..."

Those words seemed to contain endless emotions and memories.

Then, he turned to look at Xie Que and asked:

"Your Highness Buddha, has anyone mentioned your appearance before?"

Xie Que's consciousness swept across the face of the person in front of him, and with just one glance, he recognized that this was the destined son of the Little North Sea Realm whom he had paid attention to in the past.

That is, the now famous leader of Tianyuan Mountain, Yang Zhiyuan, who goes by the name of Seeking Taoist Heavenly Lord.

Faced with Yang Zhiyuan's inquiry, Xie Que just shook his head gently and responded calmly: "No one has ever mentioned my appearance."

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Yang Zhiyuan's mouth, and he said slowly:

"Do you know that millions of years ago, there was a Zen Martial Buddha Emperor who was very prosperous for a while. Although his cultivation only lasted a few hundred years, he was already able to defeat the Heavenly Lord and was powerful in all directions.

And your appearance is quite similar to him. "

Having said this, Yang Zhiyuan's eyes began to wander around, and finally settled on Guan Qi.

There was an unquestionable tone in his tone:

"Perhaps some of you who appear here have never seen the legendary Buddha Emperor. But you Guanqi must have seen it, right?"

Xie Que could clearly feel that Yang Zhiyuan's tone was full of aggressiveness.

Judging from the series of things that just happened, it seems that except for the monks of Wuyin Temple, no one really recognizes his identity as a Buddhist disciple.

This subtle atmosphere made Xie Que's heart surge with excitement.

It seems... the situation in the Maha Realm is much worse than what I saw.

But he still maintained his indifference and calmness, quietly waiting for the further development of the situation.

Guan Qi's face instantly darkened, and he said coldly: "What do you mean by this?"

Yang Zhiyuan chuckled, his face full of indifference, as if everything was under his control:

"What I mean is very simple. Of course, you can't just find someone and say that he is a disciple of Buddha, and he will really become a disciple of Buddha based on your words."

"Even if he looks somewhat similar to the legendary Buddha Emperor, so what? The similarity does not mean anything, nor does it prove that he is a true disciple of Buddha."

At the same time, other Heavenly Lords also began to attack Guan Qi one after another, their voices full of dissatisfaction and doubts:

"Guan Qi, you use the name of the old Buddha to find someone at random and call him a disciple of Buddha. Do you want so many of us to bow to him? This is too childish!"

"The position of Buddha's son is so respected. This is not a matter for your Wuyin Temple family. Do you know that we should first discuss the examination and then decide who the position of Buddha's son belongs to!"

"Guan Qi, Wuyin Temple not only represents the face of the entire Maha World, but also represents our future. If you find the wrong person, how can we let you off lightly? Can you afford this responsibility? ?”

"Guan Qi, why did you find the Buddha? Is it because he looks like the former Buddha Emperor that touched your heart?

Do you want me to transform you into a Buddha King and see if you can identify me as a Buddhist son so easily? "

"You Wuyin Temple act so casually, just find someone who can make us bow to you? This is too ridiculous!"

"Guan Qi, do you know what the Dharma of the future is and what a true disciple of the Buddha is? If you don't even understand these, how can you be sure that the person you are looking for is a true disciple of the Buddha?"

As a series of sharp questions like interrogations were thrown from the mouths of the heavenly monarchs, Guan Qi seemed to be aloof, still sitting calmly.

There was no fluctuation in his expression, as if these doubts had no impact on him.

Xie Que, who was sitting aside, listened to these words silently.

He continued to extract the key content from this complicated information, and gradually understood the embarrassing situation Wuyin Temple was in today.

Although the number of top powerhouses in Wuyin Temple is still the largest among many forces, they also seem to be somewhat powerless in the face of the alliance of so many forces of the same level.

After all, with nearly a million years of long development, the Maha Realm, which has integrated thousands of fragments of the Earthly Immortal Realm, has become like a cloud of powerful people.

The number of existences in the other side realm alone is no less than four figures, and there are dozens of powerful people at the Tianjun level.

Xie Que had a clear mind and clearly understood why these forces were unhappy with the Wuyin Temple towering over them.

Now they have found an excuse to show off their power through the excuse of Buddha, and want to pull Wuyin Temple down from its high altar.

During this process, they seemed to have completely ignored the existence of Xie Que, a Buddhist disciple, and focused all conflicts and focus on Guan Qi and Wuyin Temple.

Moreover, the number of Heavenly Lords from the other side gathered here today actually reached more than thirty.

Among these heavenly kings, several have already condensed one of the three flowers.

, their strength is unfathomable, and naturally they will not take Xie Que's strength, which seems to be just a newcomer to the other side, in their eyes.

After the heavenly kings expressed their opinions one after another and poured out everything they wanted to say,

Guan Qicai spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful:

"Since you all feel that Wuyin Temple is too casual in dealing with Buddhist disciples, and that I am too casual in dealing with someone,

So, I invite you to speak freely and tell me how to determine the position of the Buddha's son? "

Guan Qi's words revealed a calm demeanor, as if he was ready to deal with everything.

Yang Zhiyuan on the side sneered, with a hint of ridicule in his voice: "Old Buddha is in charge of the future heart seal. Of course, the position of the Buddha's son should be decided by the old Buddha himself."

When Xie Que heard this, he understood Yang Zhiyuan's intention.

He knew that Yang Zhiyuan was just causing trouble here.

After all, the Yellow-browed Buddha has disappeared for nearly 300,000 years. There has been no news for such a long time, and it is still unknown whether he is still alive.

Asking the old Buddha to determine the position of the Buddha's son is nothing more than an idiot's dream.

At this moment, Xie Que finally broke the silence. His voice was clear and firm: "Qi Dao Tianjun, I have something to say."

Yang Zhiyuan was slightly stunned. He did not expect that this "Buddhist" sitting on the stage would actually dare to speak to him.

You know, in the Maha circle, Yang Zhiyuan's reputation is well-known, and few people dare to talk to him directly like this.

He turned his head, his face still maintaining the calmness, and asked calmly: "What do you think, Your Highness, Mr. Buddha?"

Xie Que just smiled slightly: "Since you say that I am a fake Buddhist, what evidence do you have to prove it?

You can't just draw conclusions based on your words, right? "

Yang Zhiyuan's brows instantly wrinkled. He didn't expect Xie Que to ask such a question.

Ever since the old Buddha and the two leaders disappeared, no one in the Maha world dared to talk to him like this.

This made him feel a little surprised and a little unhappy.

But even if he felt unhappy, he couldn't take action directly.

After all, this is Wuyin Temple, and he must maintain a certain degree of restraint.

So, he calmed down and said:

"Since the powerful dragon elephant Buddha has acknowledged your identity, I naturally dare not say that His Highness the Buddha is fake.

I just wonder why Guan Qi is so careless and made a hasty decision without discussing it with us."

Xie Que suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Yang Zhiyuan with a sharp gaze:

"Since you doubt him, don't you also doubt me?"

At this moment, Yang Zhiyuan suddenly felt an inexplicably familiar and distant breath.

This breath seemed to travel through time and space and brought him back to more than one million years ago.

At that time, he was just an insignificant sixth-level junior in the Zhanwu Pavilion. Facing the lofty Buddha Emperor, his heart was full of awe and longing.

And at this moment, facing Xie Que, he felt that familiar feeling again, as if the shadow of the Buddha Emperor was looming on Xie Que's body.

However, in a moment, Yang Zhiyuan broke free from this feeling.

He suddenly cried out in his heart that it was impossible. After all, he also knew that even if the former Buddha Emperor came in person, what would happen?

Now he is already the top Heavenly Monarch of the Other Shore, and he has condensed the existence of the Flower of Dharma.

His strength is no longer comparable to the past.

Even if the former Buddha Emperor came in person, he might not be able to defeat him.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhiyuan's eyes became firm again, and he immediately said:

"Yes, I doubt you. You have no conclusive evidence to prove that you are a Buddhist, and it is difficult to get the personal proof of the old Buddha.

In this case, even if I say you are fake, what does it matter?"

At this moment, a slightly familiar voice quietly drilled into Xie Que's ears, with a bit of sharpness that could not be ignored:

"Yang Zhiyuan, even if you are powerful, you can't cover the sky with one hand and be omnipotent in this vast Maha Realm, right?"

Xie Que looked up when he heard the voice, his eyes passed through the crowd, and finally fixed on the figure in the last row.

At this moment, Heichuan Wusi was completely different from the former Asahi Sword Saint with sharp edge and sword intent.

His temperament has been extremely restrained, like a deep pool of water, making it difficult for people to peek into its bottom.

The sword intent that was once unstoppable was now completely invisible.

He was dressed simply, no different from those hardworking farmers in Yingzhou.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhiyuan sneered, and his voice revealed a bit of disdain:

"Heichuan Wusi, I respect you a little, so I call you Asahi Sword Saint. But don't forget, you are not a member of the Ten Sects, so what qualifications do you have to speak here?

Just because you are a disciple of the incarnation of the Buddha Emperor, do you think you can be on an equal footing with us?"

As Yang Zhiyuan's words fell, the next few Heavenly Lords also joined the debate.

Xie Que keenly noticed that among the more than 30 Heavenly Lords, some of them were obviously targeting him, and their words were full of doubts.

However, what made Xie Que feel relieved was that some people stood firmly by Wuyin Temple, spoke up for him, and defended him.

It seems that the bad guys have already jumped out! (End of this chapter)