Zhu Xian: I have an incredible comprehension, and my sword can open the gates of heaven!

Chapter 89: Ji is here, who dares to bully my Qingyun disciple?
"Shh!"

The dazzling sword light slashed down.

The next moment, the mythical beast Kuiniu let out a painful roar:
"Moo-"

The roar was accompanied by thunder.

In an instant, lightning and thunder roared near Liubo Mountain, and strong winds blew violently. The whole world seemed to be in chaos.

Such a scene.

Everyone was stunned immediately.

They were surprised at Ji Changfeng's strength, but also at another thing...

"Great Brahma Prajna! What he just displayed was the supreme mental method of my Buddhist sect, the unique skill of Great Brahma Prajna!!"

A Buddhist disciple recognized the magic that Zhang Xiaofan had just performed.

That dazzling Buddha light.

Isn't it the supreme Dharma of Tianyin Temple, Mahavairocana Prajna? !
This statement came out.

All the people around looked over at the same time, and even many people from the Demonic Path showed surprised expressions.

what happened?

Why do the disciples of Qingyun Sect understand the supreme secrets of Tianyin Temple?
Could it be...

A Ghost King Sect disciple laughed, and he hid behind and quietly fanned the flames:
"Oh my! How come a disciple from Qingyun Sect knows the core skills of Tianyin Temple? Could it be... that this person is an undercover sent by Tianyin Temple?"

"Hiss—it's really possible!"

"It makes sense! It makes sense!"

Many people in the magic world burst into laughter.

They don't mind making trouble.

They were all there adding fuel to the fire.

as predicted.

With the help of this group of evil people, the flames were aroused.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple immediately confronted each other...

Some people even looked at Zhang Xiaofan with strange eyes.

"Amitabha!" The Dharmakāya put his hands together, bowed his head and remained silent, reciting Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart.

"Shh-"

this moment.

Everyone from both the good and evil sides stopped fighting.

Qinglong and his companions watched the scene in front of them with great interest.

The Buddhist master frowned slightly. Although he was not from Tianyin Temple, he had worshipped Mahavairocana for a long time...

Considering that Zhang Xiaofan is from Qingyun Sect.

In the end, Venerable Dali said nothing. He silently clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice.

I want to see how Qingyun Sect will deal with this matter.

Tian Buyi frowned slightly.

He looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a gloomy expression, his eyes full of anger. After all...

Stealthily learn the core skills of his sect.

This is a great sin!

Su Ru frowned slightly, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes as she looked at Zhang Xiaofan.

"call--"

Tian Buyi took a deep breath.

Just when he was about to stand up and speak.

Taoist Cangsong at the side suddenly pulled him and said in a slightly calm tone: "Leave it to Junior Brother Changfeng to handle it."

"???"

Tian Buyi glanced at Taoist Cangsong with some annoyance.

I thought to myself, this is none of your business!

But before he could get angry, Taoist Cangsong whispered, "Master Brother has already known about this matter, just let Junior Brother Changfeng handle it."

Hearing this, Tian Buyi was shocked.

His eyes flickered slightly, but he finally fell silent.

"boom--"

now.

Wanrenwang quickly mobilized the undulating dragon tripod to suppress Kuiniu, and then he joined the four holy envoys and stood aside to eat the melon with great interest...

His eyes swept over Zhang Xiaofan and finally stopped on the fire stick in the other's hand.

The eyes of the people around him narrowed slightly.

He turned and whispered a few words to Qinglong beside him.

Hearing this, Qinglong raised his eyebrows slightly.

He looked in the direction of the thousands of people's gaze, and finally couldn't help but be shocked.

"Shh-"

Qinglong stepped forward and added fuel to the fire. He pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "The magic weapon in this little brother's hand seems to be a little special? That stick looks like the legendary soul-sucking stick, and the bead wrapped on it..."

"It seems like the Blood-sucking Pearl, my magic treasure?"

This statement came out.

All the disciples around, whether they were from the righteous or evil paths, were shocked.

They all looked towards Zhang Xiaofan.

His eyes were filled with surprise.

As if it were——

You are actually a spy of the Demon Cult?

Yes.

If he wasn't a spy from the Demon Cult, how could he have gotten the Blood-sucking Pearl?

A disciple of the Demon Sect laughed and said, "Could this little brother be a disciple of our Holy Sect? He was sent to Tianyin Temple as an undercover agent, and then to Qingyun Sect as an undercover agent?!"

The other demon sect disciples around laughed loudly. Many righteous disciples looked at Zhang Xiaofan suspiciously.

Of course, most of them are Buddhists.

"Amitabha!" Fashang lowered his head silently and did not say a word from beginning to end.

"boom--"

Facing the doubts of his fellow disciples and the ridicule of the demons, Zhang Xiaofan trembled all over. He let go of the fire stick in his hand and lowered his head, not daring to look at the people around him...

I didn’t even dare to look at the senior brothers from Dazhu Peak.

"Shh!"

at this time.

The dazzling sword light shot up into the sky.

An unstoppable momentum suddenly erupted.

Ji Changfeng raised his sword and swung it lightly. A huge sword energy directly killed all the disciples of the Demon Sect who had started the fire on the spot...

In an instant, the whole place was silent.

Ji Changfeng ignored the surprise of the people around him.

He just turned his head slowly, looked at Zhang Xiaofan calmly, pointed at the fire stick on the ground, and said:
"What are you doing?"

Hearing the question, Zhang Xiaofan trembled slightly.

He thought Ji Changfeng was asking about the Blood-sucking Pearl, so he just lowered his head tremblingly and said nothing.

Ji Changfeng frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "This is the magic weapon given to you by my Qingyun Patriarch. You just threw it on the ground like that?"

"Pick it up for me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan looked up blankly.

He looked at Ji Changfeng with tears in his eyes, his lips moved slightly, his body trembled, and he said: "Seventh Senior Brother..."

"Xiaofan." Ji Changfeng sighed softly. He came forward, patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder gently, and said:

"You must remember that Dazhu Peak and Qingyun Sect will always be your strongest backers, and I am here..."

"Who dares to bully my Qingyun disciples?!"

"boom--"

The voice just fell.

The huge sword intent soared into the sky.

The people around felt a tingling pain all over their body, as if a sharp sword was placed on their neck.

The young man in white held the sword in one hand, his posture was upright, his eyes were like torches, his thick black hair was flying, and a strong sword intent surrounded him.

Zhang Xiaofan trembled slightly.

He looked back as if he sensed something.

Song Daren, Du Bishu, Tian Ling'er, all the disciples of Dazhu Peak, as well as Lu Xueqi, Wen Min, Lin Jingyu and other Qingyun fellow disciples were all standing there silently looking at him.

The very back.

Master and his mistress were looking at him, and even Uncle Cangsong was standing there quietly.

this moment.

Zhang Xiaofan was touched.

"Yes, Brother Seven!!"

He wiped his tears and spoke loudly.

Then, regardless of everyone's attention, he resolutely picked up the fire stick.

Because he knew it in his heart.

He doesn't need to be afraid, Qingyun Sect, Dazhu Peak and Seventh Senior Brother will be his most steadfast supporters!
"Shh-"

Ji Changfeng's sharp eyes turned to the Dharma images in the crowd. His tone was calm, but it was full of obvious murderous intent:
"Brother Faxiang."

The word "Junior Brother" caused the Dharma Image to tremble slightly.

He clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, slowly stood up, and said, "Brother Ji."

Ji Changfeng said calmly: "The head master has already written a letter to the abbot of Tianyin Temple Puhong not long ago, about the matter of Caomiao Village..."

"Your Tianyin Temple still owes me, Qingyun Sect, an explanation."

"Amitabha."

Dharma Lian lowered his head quickly and said nothing.

"Cao Miao Village? What does that mean?"

The people around were slightly stunned.

Zhang Xiaofan looked stunned.

Lin Jingyu in the crowd suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the Dharma Image: "You did it..."

"You guys did this?!"

An incredulous questioning voice rang out.

The Dharmadhatu's lips moved slightly.

In the end, I chose to keep silent.

"What's going on? What on earth is going on? Who is the murderer who destroyed my Caomiao Village?!"

Lin Jingyu roared.

He held the sword and wanted to rush out.

But he was stopped by his fellow disciple next to him.

"Let me go! Let me go! Who is it? Is it you? Is it you?!"

Lin Jingyu's eyes were red.

"Impossible..." Zhang Xiaofan stood there blankly.

Ji Changfeng stood in front of the crowd.

He pointed at himself, then at Zhang Xiaofan, and finally at Lin Jingyu, and said slowly:
"I, him, him, and everyone in Caomiao Village are waiting for you at Qingyun Gate. We'll wait for you from Tianyin Temple to come over and give us an explanation."

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