Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The vast starry sky is full of Buddha clouds.

Golden clouds are millions of miles, tens of millions of miles, and billions of miles, suspended in the starry sky.

Above the golden clouds, ancient temples stand in rows, and there are monks flying in the air, three or five people, whispering to each other, with smiles on their faces.

Qin Xuan and others came, and the Buddha light alone seemed to have a calming effect.

"Is this the semi-immortal artifact of the Mahayana Pure Land, the Three Thousand Pure Lands!?"

Yun Yu couldn't help but be amazed, waiting for Qin Xuan's order in the starry sky.

Qin Xuan slowly stood up and took a look at this semi-immortal artifact.

"Go down!"

He stood side by side with Qin Yan'er and Xiao Wu.

As the golden light swept through the sky, four figures landed on a golden cloud.

A child monk hurried over and looked at Qin Xuan and the other four, "Seniors, do you have an invitation?"

Xiao Wu waved and handed the invitation to the child monk.

"So it's Senior Liaochen from Yichan Temple!" The monk smiled, and his eyes passed over Qin Xuan and the other two, as if asking.

"As my friend, we came together to watch the grand event!" Xiao Wu said softly, "My master should have told me long ago."

"So we are here to watch the ceremony, seniors, please!" The monk bowed quickly and led Qin Xuan and the others forward.

Qin Xuan glanced at Xiao Wu indifferently, and Xiao Wu understood and shook her head, saying, "This is what the master mentioned on his own initiative, to make up for the disrespect before."

Xiao Wu sighed softly. Before, Duan Nian regarded Qin Xuan as an evil, but after Qin Xuan showed his strength, he was in awe.

Although some of Qin Xuan's words sounded arrogant, they had their own unique logic.

In this vast starry sky, with endless sentient beings, the strong are respected, and they fear power but not virtue, but that's it.

Qin Xuan said calmly: "That's fine, it saves some trouble!"

"You want to appear in the name of Qin Changqing? You won't take the initiative to attract the Wind and Thunder Sect, right?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but speak. She had been worried for a long time. It seemed that only this possibility could explain Qin Xuan's current behavior.

Never covered his face, never concealed.

Walking openly in this cultivation world, if the Wind and Thunder Sect still couldn't detect it, Xiao Wu really doubted whether the anti-Wind and Thunder Sect was a major sect of the immortal vein.

"Not count!" Qin Xuan said calmly: "But if the Wind and Thunder Sect really wants to take revenge, you can come!"

"I have a method in my hand, which has been waiting for a long time, and it happens to be used before the opening of the Immortal Source Secret Realm."

Xiao Wu said helplessly: "You are provoking the Wind and Thunder Sect, so as to severely damage another immortal vein!"

"This time, you will be like last time..."

She remembered the terrifying chest hole, broken arm, and dying appearance of Qin Xuan before.

Qin Xuan did not answer, he just said lightly: "Let's enter the grand event!"

Qin Xuan stepped slowly, his white clothes were like snow, and he walked into the three thousand Buddha clouds.

This is a semi-immortal weapon, the most powerful treasure of the Mahayana Pure Land, which is said to be able to suppress the heavenly tribulation. In the years of history, it has blocked countless great tribulations, and even blocked immortals.

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, and his feet stepped on the golden cloud as if he was stepping on flat ground.

With the guidance of the child monk, a group of four people entered the Yichan Temple together.

This is a small courtyard with many monks, all wearing the same clothes as Xiao Wu.

Yichan Temple is just a third-grade sect. In the Buddhist and Taoist grand event, it is not Yichan Temple's turn to occupy an ancient temple.

Qin Xuan sensed it slightly and realized that there were fifteen Mahayana realms and some younger generations among them.

"Junior Sister Liaochen!"

"Junior Sister Liaochen!"

When Xiao Wu stepped into this, many monks with extraordinary talents were polite.

Some people looked at Qin Xuan and the other two with surprise, solemnity, and even doubt.

Xiao Wu returned the greetings one by one, but Qin Xuan didn't care at all.

In the main courtyard, there were three or five Mahayana upper-grade Buddhist masters sitting under a golden tree.

The leader was an old monk who looked like a rotten wood, and his breath was extremely quiet.

However, no one dared to underestimate this person. The master of Yichan Temple was a Mahayana upper-grade existence. Once, this master had taken action and killed a peer of the immortal list, and his name was known to the stars.

The old monk Yichan never planned to enter the immortal list. Later, his age did not allow him to enter the immortal list, and no one heard of him anymore, but those who knew Yichan Temple knew how terrifying this master had been.

In fact, many masters in the cultivation world are also like this.

There are always people outside the sky, and even the immortal list is not absolute.

"Master, this time, Lingyun has come out of retreat." A monk looked at the old monk with a serious face.

"I have inquired before that Lingyun has visited the Mahayana Pure Land and seems to have stayed in this grand event. I hope the master will be careful!"

A monk looked at the old monk with worry.

"The catastrophe is bound to come, and the cause and effect are destined." The old monk spoke slowly, "When I killed Lingyun's ancestor, I had already expected this."

He lowered his eyes and said:You don't have to worry!"

At this moment, a young monk walked into the courtyard and whispered a few words. The faces of several Mahayana monks present changed slightly.

"Liaochen is back? He came with Bai Yi, is that the demon lord! ? "

"Hiss, why is that demon lord here? The Buddhist event, will Taixuan Holy Sect also come to watch the ceremony!"

"This demon lord is extraordinary, let's go and welcome him from afar!"

Even Yichan couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly, slowly stood up, and walked out of the main courtyard.

Not long after, a group of five monks saw Qin Xuan.

Yichan's white eyebrows moved slightly, he flicked his sleeves slightly, and the other disciples around him disappeared and appeared elsewhere.

"Yichan, meet the demon lord!" He saluted slowly.

"Meet the demon lord!" The other four monks also saluted.

Qin Xuan glanced at the five monks indifferently, "Xiao Wu, I'm sorry to bother you! "

"Laochen is a man of extraordinary talent, a blessing to our Yichan Temple. How can I say trouble? Demon Lord, you are too polite!" Yichan said slowly.

Qin Xuan put his hands behind his back, "I will stay here for a while, waiting for the Buddhist event to start, you can do whatever you want!"

He glanced at Yichan, "If there is any trouble, for Xiao Wu's sake, I can help you solve it!"

"Even if it is someone from the fifteen major immortal veins, I want to kill him, no one can stop me!"

Such arrogant words made the four great monks take a deep breath, and even Yichan paused.

"Monks have long escaped from the world and avoided cause and effect, so how can there be any trouble. Demon Lord, Yichan appreciates your kindness!" He bowed slowly, "It is a blessing for our Yichan Temple that the Demon Lord has come. Yichan will arrange it now!"

He immediately shot out a ray of light, and then said: "Demon Lord, two donors, please! "

Yichan led the way for Qin Xuan, and Xiao Wu, who was standing beside him, had a strange look on his face.

The abbot of Yichan Temple was famous for being old-fashioned and mean in Yichan Temple. Even when the Supreme Immortal Vein came here, the abbot had never been so respectful and polite. Now Xiao Wu found it a little incredible.

Qin Xuan seemed to see Xiao Wu's doubts, and he said lightly: "Because he knows very well that I can kill him, and even destroy Yichan Temple, but the Supreme Immortal Vein may not be able to do so. With such strength, he dare not disrespect."

He did not hide it, and his light words made the abbot of Yichan Temple Cangmai smile.

"What the Demon Lord said makes sense!"

"Qin Xuan, you..." She opened her mouth slightly. How could she say such words like this? Wouldn't it be better to transmit the sound?

"He can also hear it if you transmit the sound." Qin Xuan said lightly.

Yichan was slightly startled, and he turned his head to look at Qin Xuan, seeming a little surprised.

"What the Demon Lord said makes sense! "

He smiled, but there was a trace of palpitation in his smile, feeling that under this white dress...

he was unfathomable!