Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

There are still some disciples who, instead of showing despair, are helping other disciples around them to regain their emotions and stop them from looking at everything with a pessimistic attitude.

It's a pity that such disciples only account for a minority in the crowd. Most of them either look indifferent or desperate.

Although the square was sealed by a barrier, when the surrounding elders and inner disciples saw the strange situation in the square, they all reacted and hurried to the edge of the square.

First, they tested the barrier seal on the square, and found that the barrier could not be broken by external force. They immediately set their sights on the three people setting up the formation in mid-air.

Just when these people were about to take action, Murong Kun's voice suddenly sounded like a loud bell throughout the Soli Sect.

"Stop, only monks from our sect cannot kill each other. Maybe you have forgotten it!"

Murong Kun's cold voice came from the sky, and then he saw Murong Kun slowly flying down from the flying boat and landing next to the inner disciples and elders below.

"Deputy Sect Master? Why did you get off that flying boat? And you said those three people are disciples of our Weiwo Sect. How is this possible? Those three people are obviously monks from Hanzhou? Is it possible that our Weiwo Sect is here? Hanzhou also founded a sect and recruited monks and disciples from Hanzhou?"

Looking at the confused look on the inner disciple's face who was asking him, Murong Kun was silent for a moment and nodded.

"It's okay if you understand it this way. Anyway, those three people are indeed disciples of the sect. Soon you will understand what is going on."

Zhang Yifeng, on his side, looked at the expressions of the many new disciples of the Soli Sect who were gathered in the square and separated from the outside world by barriers, and shook his head helplessly.

Among this group of monks, even before Zhishen recited the Buddha's words, this group of people began to show the appearance of living beings, and most of them were so ugly.

After sighing, Zhang Yifeng silently nodded to Zhishen. When Zhishen saw this, he also nodded, and then Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen took off from the flying boat.

After looking at the three Mahayana monks who were setting up the formation and nodding to each other, Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen entered the barrier, and then landed in front of the stone statue in the Chuan Gong Square.

Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen were too lazy to talk nonsense, and the group of disciples were busy doing their own things and did not notice the whereabouts of Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen.

The next second, Zhishen performed Buddhist rituals with both hands, and then a golden Buddha statue appeared behind Zhishen.

As Zhishen continued to recite Buddhist scriptures, all the monks present felt their minds calm down. They gradually stopped what they were doing and sat down cross-legged in unison.

In the next second, everyone felt a sense of peace in their hearts, and finally slowly closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Zhishen suddenly changed the concept of the Buddhist scripture he was reciting, from the original plain Buddhist words to the Buddhist words filled with anger.

Immediately, many monks present were instantly affected by the Buddha's words, with ferocious expressions on their faces.

However, there are still many monks who still maintain the same appearance as before, with the same plain expression.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng silently wrote down the faces of these disciples and nodded slightly at the same time.

From this point of view, there are still many disciples with good character, but they may be a little timid.

Many of these monks with plain faces were those who had just been frightened and fell to the ground.

Looking at the methods used by Zhishen in the barrier, Murong Kun's eyelids raised slightly. To be able to influence so many monks, the Buddhist disciple invited by the sect master is not low in strength.

After thinking about it, Murong Kun nodded silently, but looking at the ferocious expressions on the faces of many disciples in the square, Murong Kun's complexion suddenly darkened.

These disciples were all newly recruited during his reign. It turned out that most of the disciples had bad character, which naturally made Murong Kun's complexion not look good.

The inner sect disciples and elders on the side looked at what was happening in the barrier with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

Suddenly, an elder pointed at Zhang Yifeng in the barrier and shouted in surprise.

"Sect Master, isn't that the Sect Master?!"

"What? Sect Master!"

This shout attracted the attention of others. Originally, they were observing Zhishen and marveling at his profound Dharma.

Unexpectedly, the person beside Zhishen was actually Zhang Yifeng, the leader of their Weiwo Sect.

Everyone's eyes immediately showed surprise. It turned out that the sect master had been missing for more than a month, and they all felt in their hearts that the sect leader must have been in danger.

"By the way, hurry up and inform the Spiritual Realm Fairy that the sect master is back. He will definitely want to see the Spiritual Realm Fairy as soon as possible."

An elder quickly came to his senses and gave instructions to the inner disciples beside him.

Upon hearing this, the disciple hurriedly agreed, then flew up and rushed towards the sect's side courtyard where the spirit realm fairy lived.

Finally, after a while, thanks to Zhishen's Buddhist words and Zhang Yifeng's photographic memory, the true nature of this group of disciples was seen by Zhang Yifeng.

And this group of new disciples, after being tortured by Zhishen for a while, fainted on the spot after the Buddha's words ended.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng just used his spiritual energy to help these disciples with good centrality up. When the spiritual energy in his hand touched these disciples, they woke up.

Seeing these disciples wake up, Zhang Yifeng nodded kindly to them, and then motioned for them to step aside.

At the same time, Zhang Yifeng notified the three Mahayana monks above that the barrier could be lifted by transmitting sound into the secret.

The three monks above heard the words and quickly released the formations in their hands, and then saw the barrier blocking the square from the outside world slowly dissipating in the air.

The formation dissipated, and the elders and inner disciples who had been waiting outside for a long time were able to rush into the square.

As soon as the barrier disappeared, Murong Kun led everyone all the way to Zhang Yifeng, and they all knelt down.

"I have seen the Sect Master!"

Zhang Yifeng nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this, and then raised his hand to indicate that they could stand up.

"I have only been away for just over a month, and as a result, you have caused so many things for me. Didn't I tell you that even when I was away, the best disciples must be recruited from the best? Disciples of Xinxing, I really don’t know how you recruited me into my Weise Sect.”

Murong Kun had just told several elders and these inner disciples about what happened to Zhang Yifeng earlier. At this time, all of them looked ashamed and did not dare to look up at Zhang Yifeng's face.