"No, I'm sober, and I don't need the Buddha's education."
Wang Anlian's throat seemed to be stuck in a hard object, slightly hoarse, anxiously.
"Really?"
The Taoist Buddha asked again.
"Nature is serious." Wang Anlian abandoned his dignity and nodded and saluted: "If there is a falsehood, it will not be too late for the Buddha to take action again."
"That's all."
After thinking for a while, the Taoist Buddha put away his magical compass.
With his eyes closed, the huge Fort was like a tide.
When the Taoist Buddha opened his eyes again, he looked very ordinary with a plain face and a simple rassock.
Without the suppression of Forwei, Wang Anlian quickly retreated aside and did not dare to get in the way.
The Taoist Buddha walked forward slowly, crossed Wang Anlian, and went straight to Chen Qingyuan.
At this moment, Wang Anlian found that the clothes on his back had been soaked in cold sweat. Just now, he could be sure that he really walked around the ghost gate and almost went to see the Buddha.
Outsiders don't quite understand that feeling. Only Wang Anlian, who is shrouded in Buddha, can deeply understand how powerful Dongtu Buddha's strength is.
This kind of power has gone beyond Wang Anlian's understanding of the evils of his peers. At least in the Star-picking Tower where he is, no one can compare with him, including the Son of the Star-picking Tower.
Wang Anlian has competed with Shengzi several times. Although he failed every time, he could still pass the trick.
But when facing the Taoist Buddha, Wang An didn't even say anything about the move, and he didn't even have the courage to take action.
Everyone was stunned and shocked by the picture just now, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time.
"Master Chen."
Daochen Buddha didn't care about other people's ideas. He came to Chen Qingyuan and smiled.
"Buddha."
Chen Qingyuan got up and returned the gift.
"If there is a chance, I want to compete with the Buddha."
Seeing some of the ability shown by the Taoist Buddha, he aroused the fighting spirit of Su Xing, and said the thoughts in his heart without hesitation.
Daochen Buddha and Su Xing looked at each other and were silent.
If you really want to start a war, the Taoist Buddha can't be timid.
After the episode just now, everyone present no longer dared to underestimate the Taoist Buddha from the East.
At the same time, some people began to fantasize about how strong the Buddha alone set out from the east and arrived at the hundred stars of Dizhou within the specified time. How strong it would be and overcome many difficulties.
Thinking of this, those people secretly stared at the eyes of the Taoist Buddha and became more awe-inspiring.
"Wow--"
After a while, a gust of wind swept over the sky, covering the whole area where everyone was.
With the strengthening of the wind, everyone's bodies floated uncontrollably.
The unknown power of law tore up this space and expelled everyone.
After a burst of dizziness, Chen Qingyuan's eyes gradually brightened and found himself on an iceberg.
The original ice cave has long been sealed by the power of the law, and the divine consciousness cannot be pryed.
"Are we out?"
The proud of the heavens looked around, and their eyes were a little lost.
Obviously, there is a huge creation in front of us, but it's a pity that I can't get it because of my own strength.
"Let's go!"
After a moment of fanation, some small groups turned around and left.
If you get the opportunity, you can't stay here for a long time, so as not to be remembered by some people.
In just a moment, there were only a few people left on the iceberg.
"We are not the same person. Let's leave here."
Although Chen Qingyuan is curious about Su Xing's meteorite, he is also afraid that it is impossible to go with him.
"I have a hunch that we'll see you soon."
Su Xing's temperament is relatively mild these days, like a normal person. When he goes crazy one day, he will probably fight all over the world to find his opponents.
Whush!
The sound of clothes cutting through the void, Su Xing disappeared.
Not far away, Feng Lai of Penglai Villa originally wanted to follow Su Xing, but Su Xing ignored him and stood still in an awkward way.
To be honest, Feng Lai is really moved by Song Ningyan.
The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless.
Song Ningyan didn't like Feng Lai very much, and she was disgusted.
Due to the appearance of Chen Qingyuan, Feng Lai could not continue to pester Song Ningyan, so he had to give up.
Feng Lai looked deeply at Chen Qingyuan and others, snorted coldly in his heart, and turned his head and left.
"Let's go, too!"
Pointing in a direction, Chen Qingyuan and others embarked on a new journey.
The Baimai feast will last for a hundred years. Now it has just begun, and then there will be many unknown things.
Along the way, Chen Qingyuan and Song Ningyan talked about the experience in the ancient hall.
Song Ningyan got a top magic power. After studying it for a long time, she didn't quite understand it. She wanted Chen Qingyuan to have a look.
I don't know if Chen Qingyuan's talent is high or because of fate. Just taking a look, Chen Qingyuan knew the key to the magic power of this door, and then pointed out Song Ningyan.
Chen Qingyuan has a lot of magic powers, so he has not practiced.
"Thank you, brother."
Song Ningyan admired Chen Qingyuan's understanding and thanked him from the bottom of her heart.
"You're welcome. Remember to pay for some hard work next time."
Chen Qingyuan joked.
In this regard, Song Ningyan didn't hear it.
I've called you brother, and you have to work hard. Go and dream!
The group found a secluded place to rest, and Song Ningyan could practice in isolation and set boundaries around to prevent being disturbed.
Chen Qingyuan and Daochen Buddha stayed aside, looking at everything around them and discussing where to go next.
"Buddha, why did you stay in the ancient hall for so long?"
Out of curiosity and a little boredom, Chen Qingyuan asked casually.
"The poor monk luckily passed all kinds of tests and was brought to a mysterious secret room by a force, wanting to let the poor monk accept the inheritance."
The Taoist Buddha did not hide from Chen Qingyuan. Since you asked, the poor monk will definitely tell you.
"What? Have you got the inheritance?
When he said this, Chen Qingyuan couldn't keep calm and his face was full of surprise.
Then, Chen Qingyuan immediately blocked the void around him to prevent the conversation between the two from spreading.
"No." The Taoist Buddha shook his head and said, "The poor monk refused."
"Refuse... Refuse? Why?"
Hearing the sound, Chen Qingyuan was stunned.
"The poor monk pursued Mahayana Buddhism all his life and was not interested in other Taoisms."
The Taoist Buddha said the truth.
"You..." Chen Qingyuan pointed to the Buddha and was heartbroken: "You are a waste!"
"No matter how good the inheritance is, it has nothing to do with the poor monk."
Daochen Buddha had already seen through all kinds of temptations and said indifferently.
"I don't have the same heart as you."
How much is the inheritance of ancient ability worth?
Chen Qingyuan was depressed for a few days, and his mentality quickly recovered as before.
More than ten days later, Song Ningyan went out of the customs. According to Chen Qingyuan's guidance, she really gained something and understood some of the top Taoist moves.
"A heavenly sword appeared in the southeast!"
On the way, the group accidentally heard a piece of news.