Chapter 3205

Only now did Monk Ming Yue realize that Xing Chen referred to himself as an old man. His eyes narrowed and he hurriedly said, "If Martial Uncle isn't willing, then sit up there. This disciple will host on behalf of the Buddhist Sect!

Either way, it's a glorious affair! "

"What glorious affair!"

Xing Chen said in annoyance, "This old man has never heard of a Buddhist, Daoist, and Confucian challenge held in an arena made of several wooden pillars. This kind of arena can be used by ordinary people, but it will collapse as soon as a cultivator goes up there!

Let's not talk about anything else. With a flying sword from a Confucian cultivator and a Buddhist seal from a Buddhist disciple, wouldn't your thin wooden planks be destroyed? "

"This disciple understands!"

Monk Ming Yue blushed and smiled apologetically, "But this disciple's Little Gold Temple only has thirty people. How could we have the financial resources to make it perfect?

This stage is nothing more than a place for unranked disciples to play around on. When Martial Uncle sparred with Longevity Academy's literary masters, he naturally flew back and forth in the sky for the people of the secular world to admire. Why would he need this stage? "

"Although that's the case, this is still the face of the Buddhist Sect. We can't ignore it!

Xing Kong, Xing Min, and Xing Fan, go add Buddhist light to the arena so that others won't laugh at us if anything happens! "

"Yes, we understand!" Hearing the order, the three Arhats who had been silent with their brows lowered responded and stood up.

"Martial Uncle, this way please …" Ming Fa glanced at Monk Ming Yue and hurriedly said.

"Let's go. We'll go out together!"

Xing Chen waved his hand and said, "It's almost dawn. We won't be able to cultivate in the quiet room for long."

"Yes, Martial Uncle, this way please!" Monk Ming Yue and the others hurriedly stood up.

When they arrived outside the Xiao Jin Temple, they saw a large flat area under the mountain gate. There was an arena that was several zhang in size. Below the arena, there were dozens of thick wooden pillars supporting it. The thickness of the arena was at least a foot. It could be considered extremely sturdy.

On the two sides of the arena were two sheds. They were empty inside, without any tables or chairs.

Under the morning light, the arena looked very lonely, especially between the thick wooden pillars. Darkness seeped through the gaps, making it look very rough.

Perhaps because he had just been scolded by Xing Chen, Zen Master Ming Yue, who had always been proud of the arena, felt his face heat up. He stole a glance at Xing Chen in front of him, as if waiting for Xing Chen to speak.

Unexpectedly, Xing Chen only glanced at him indifferently before raising his head to look at the Longevity Town in the distance. Nobody knew what he was thinking.

Zen Master Ming Yue didn't dare to say anything. He only accompanied them quietly.

On the other hand, Xing Kong, Xing Min, and Xing Fan discussed in a low voice for a while. Then, they stood at different parts of the ring and waved their arms. Some of them were chanting mantras, while others were making Buddhist seals. After half an hour, a faint Buddhist aura appeared from all parts of the ring. The originally simple and crude ring seemed to have a bit of a Buddhist aura.

Ming Fa leaped up and landed on the stage. He circulated his internal energy and kicked the stage a few times. He didn't hear the previous' zhe zhe 'sound. He put his palms together and bowed, "Many thanks to the three Martial Uncles!"

"Amitabha!"

The three monks put their palms together and smiled faintly. It was already dawn in the east. Everyone's monk robes fluttered in the morning breeze. A solemn atmosphere filled the air around the ring.

At this moment, a Buddhist aura that was fainter than the wind and brighter than the sun suddenly swept across the ring. However, it paused for a moment when it swept past Xing Chen and the other monks.

"Ah??"

Xing Chen and the other three monks were in the Transcendence Realm. They were at the second and third tier of elemental energy. How could they not notice the Buddhist aura sweeping over them?

Xing Chen was shocked and almost lost his voice. "This … which Martial Ancestor is here?"

Xing Chen didn't hesitate. A cloud appeared under his feet and he flew towards the source of the Buddhist aura. He wanted to welcome the owner of the aura!

Xing Kong, Xing Min, and Xing Fan didn't want to stay. They hurriedly flew up as well.

"Martial Uncles, Martial Uncles …" Zen Master Ming Yue was anxious. He was only at the first and second tier of elemental energy and couldn't fly. He didn't have a Buddhist weapon in his hand. He couldn't help but shout.

However, Xing Chen and the others didn't seem to hear him. The figures in the air became smaller and smaller.

"Senior Brother Abbot!"

Ming Cheng and Ming Fa turned pale with fright. Their Buddhist aura was weak and almost inaudible. However, they also noticed the abnormality of the Buddhist aura. They walked over to Zen Master Ming Yue and asked excitedly, "This … which Martial Ancestor's Buddhist aura is this?

Are there other seniors coming over? "

"How would I know?"

Zen Master Ming Yue replied unhappily, "Even Martial Uncle Xing Chen doesn't know. How would I know?"

"Then …" Ming Fa said softly, "What's this Martial Ancestor's cultivation level?

Can the old man block the demon's blood sacrifice? "

"Senior Brother Ming Fa!"

Ming Cheng smiled. "Since Martial Uncle Xing Chen calls him Martial Ancestor, then it must be … Ru Ni's cultivation level!

He was at the fourth tier of elemental energy in the Hidden Immortal Continent … "

"What Ru Ni's cultivation level!" Zen Master Ming Yue rolled his eyes at Ming Cheng. "That's Ming Ni's cultivation level!"

"Hehe, yes, I know. It's Ming Ni's cultivation level!"

Ming Cheng said embarrassedly, "A Martial Ancestor with this level of cultivation … I'm afraid he's on par with the abbot of our Cloud Forest Temple?

No, he should be stronger than the abbot of Cloud Forest Temple!

Why did he come to Longevity Town?

Naturally he has the same goal as Martial Uncle Xing Chen! "

"Haha, that's good!" Ming Fa laughed. "With him around, we don't have to worry anymore!

Ai, Senior Brother Abbot, you didn't go to Hao Clan so you don't know. That demon is really powerful. Even my Xiao Jin Temple's Buddhist artifact couldn't do anything to it. If there's an even more powerful demon coming over, my Xiao Jin Temple … "

"Hmph!"

Zen Master Ming Yue snorted coldly and said, "It's because my Xiao Jin Temple doesn't have that kind of power that Martial Uncle Xing Chen and the rest came to Longevity Town!

Now that a Ming Ni's Martial Ancestor has come, my Xiao Jin Temple has nothing to worry about from now on!

That whatever rabbit, whatever radish, they're just methods for us to spread Buddhism! "

"Yes, yes, we understand!"

Ming Fa smiled and said, "With Martial Ancestor, what Tidal River Temple, what Longevity Academy, they're not enough for my Xiao Jin Temple!"

Zen Master Ming Yue waved his hand to stop Ming Fa and ordered the two, "Quickly go and inform the disciples in the temple to prepare for the Martial Ancestor's arrival!"

"Yes, we understand!" Ming Cheng and Ming Fa left excitedly.

However, after an hour, the sun had risen and the thirty or so people in Xiao Jin Temple were already waiting in front of the Xiao Jin Temple in their monk robes. Xing Chen and the other three flew back. There were no other monks in front of them.

"Martial Uncle …" Zen Master Ming Yue frowned slightly. He looked at Xing Chen who had landed on the ground and said in a low voice, "Is it because Martial Ancestor doesn't want to stay in my Xiao Jin Temple?"

"No!"

Xing Chen frowned even more tightly than Zen Master Ming Yue. "I didn't find any trace of Martial Ancestor. He seemed to have passed by here. His Buddhist awareness swept past, so it's not easy to find him!"

Zen Master Ming Yue was extremely disappointed. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Oh, of course!" Xing Chen raised his head again and looked into the distance. "Perhaps he's in Longevity Town!

And he has the same purpose as me.

But he's not from Yunlin Temple, so he doesn't want to meet us! "

"This Martial Ancestor's cultivation …" Ming Fa couldn't help but whisper, "Has he already reached Ming Jin?"

"Yes, in terms of Buddhist awareness, he should have reached the Ming Jin Realm!"

Xing Chen nodded. "However, Buddhist disciples don't pay much attention to Buddhist awareness. They only focus on refining relics. If I'm not mistaken, this Martial Ancestor has just stepped into the Lotus Realm!"

"Pseudo … Pseudo Lotus?" Ming Fa was dumbfounded.

"Of course!" Xing Chen said proudly, "This is just a feeling based on my Buddhist awareness. It can't be true.

If Martial Ancestor is Ming Jin, he could even be Rugou! "

"Martial Uncle Xing Chen!" Ming Fa smiled and said, "How many realms are there in Buddhist cultivation?

I haven't entered the Rank yet, so I really don't understand!

Martial Uncle, please enlighten me! "

"Hehe, little guy!" Xing Chen laughed. "You haven't entered the Rank yet, but you want to know the nine realms?

Aren't you biting off more than you can chew? "

Seeing Xingchen joking like this, Ming Fa knew that Xingchen's worries had disappeared because of the presence of the Buddhist Sect's master. He smiled and said, "Although I haven't entered the rank, I should at least know the secret of Buddhist Sect's cultivation.

Otherwise … if I accept a disciple one day, I'll be too embarrassed to tell him about it! "

"Hehe, okay!"

Xing Chen was in a good mood. "There are nine realms in Buddhist cultivation. They are Benevolence, Transcendence, Rugou, Bright Jin, Pseudo-Lotus, Canopy Transformation, Embryo Formation, Stationary Spirit, and Living Buddha.

The mysteries within can only be comprehended when one cultivates. This old man doesn't know either. You just have to remember it well! "

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!" Ming Fa was overjoyed.

"Forget it. Let's go into the temple. The Immortal Buddha Ceremony is about to begin. You should get ready!"

Xing Chen waved his hand and said to Monk Ming Yue, "Oh right, you said that the rules of the challenge were set by the Temple of Jiangchao. Did they send it here?"

"This …" Monk Ming Yue smiled bitterly. "Xiao Jian hasn't sent it yet. I don't know if he sent it to Changsheng Academy!"

"Nonsense!" Xing Chen scolded. "The challenge is today. If you don't even know the rules, how are you going to compete with them?"

"Martial Uncle!"

Monk Ming Yue smiled. "Originally, there were only two people in the Temple of Jiangchao. One was Xiao Jian, the other was Yuanya.

It wasn't ten days ago. A third person came. I don't know his name. I only know that his surname is Xiao!

These days, the Temple of Jiangchao has been very busy. It should be the work of the newcomer, Xiao Daoist!

The three of them had probably never seen such an exuberant situation before!

Where would they find the time to come to my Xiao Jin Temple?

I can't send people to ask them. Wouldn't that make my Xiao Jin Temple lose face?

Moreover, I think … as long as Martial Uncle comes, no matter what the Temple of Jiangchao has, won't it be destroyed under the Martial Uncle's Dharma? "

PS: Sorry, I was busy in the morning and couldn't update.

I'll update now.