Aiming for the Immortal Path

His eyes turned to the Buddha's light group beside him, and the blurry figure immediately asked: "Master, what do you think about this matter?"

The young patriarch of the Zhurong tribe has his own ideas and cannot change them easily.

As for the others, they were also undecided, thinking that what the young patriarch of the Zhurong clan and the female cultivator of the Mu family said were reasonable.

The only person present who never expressed his stance was the novice monk in the group of Buddha's light beside him.

Even if the Mu family cultivator didn't say anything, he hadn't thought of it yet.

At this point, he immediately realized that this was indeed an issue worth considering.

If it is really a part of the demon clan's plan, then the first thing to do is to try to figure out the full picture of the demon clan's plan.

On the contrary...if the truth is as Mu Yingluo said, it will be a completely different response.

Everyone takes him as the leader, and these are issues that he should consider clearly.

"Amitabha! According to my humble opinion, changing the landscape of the Grand Canyon to affect the power of formations in the canyon is indeed an ingenious way!"

"This method...should be beyond the expectations of the demons!"

The novice monk chanted the Buddha's name, and then his voice sounded without sadness or joy.

Specifically mentioning the ingenuity of breaking the formation is equivalent to expressing one's attitude!

"It seems that the master also thinks that... we were able to escape because the devil didn't expect it!"

The vague figure nodded as he spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the young patriarch of the Zhu Rong tribe sounded again, "As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, be afraid of the worst!"

"Master's words carry a lot of weight. If he expresses his position so easily, shouldn't he be afraid that if his judgment is wrong, everyone will fall into the demon's plan again?"

Staring at the Buddha's light group, the young patriarch of the Zhu Rong tribe had the same tough attitude as always.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

The leader, the monk surnamed Yun, acted as a mediator and even offered practical benefits.

Naturally, he had no objection to this.

After all, doing so is not helping the two sides.

But now, since he had to distinguish right from wrong, he could not help but continue to state his position and attitude.

Having suffered successive losses at the hands of the demons, he was now extremely wary of the demons.

The slightest bit of weirdness can't help but be linked to the demon's plot.

"Amitabha, the young patriarch should be cautious in his actions."

"But... this time, if there are other monks present to break the formation, the poor monk may also have doubts."

"But this little friend Su Twelve...his formation skills are not bad at all, and he has always had more methods than monks of the same level."

In the Buddha's light, the novice monk continued to speak.

While speaking, his eyes glanced at Su Twelve from time to time.

Both inside and outside his words showed his trust and optimism in Su Twelve.

Um? This senior Buddhist sect seems to be very familiar with me?

Could it be possible that he is also an old friend from the past?

The distraction period exists... Among the powerful Buddhists I knew back then, Master Jiakong was the most likely!

But Master Jiakong's aura is particularly strong, and his body shape is not that of a novice monk.

On the contrary... when the good and virtuous master used the secret method of reincarnation to re-enter the path of spiritual practice, he was in the image of this novice monk when he awakened his wisdom.

Could it be him?

Listening to the novice's voice, Su Twelve was also surprised. At that moment, his mind moved slightly and he couldn't help but secretly think and guess.

The young patriarch of the Zhurong tribe moved his eyes back and forth between Su Twelve and the Buddha's Light Group, and then continued to speak.

"Master, do you mean to vouch for this little friend?"

The novice monk clasped his hands together and said without thinking: "Amitabha! If this can temporarily dispel the worries of the young patriarch, the poor monk is willing to use the reputation of Jinchan Temple to vouch for this little friend Su."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath, and then their eyes fell on Su Twelve.

The Buddha's attitude made everyone curious.

At this moment... he is even risking the reputation of Jinchan Temple to protect the person in front of him.

This is no small matter!

But... what the Buddha said also made the wavering people more inclined to the analysis of the female cultivator of the Mu family.

There is nothing wrong with the female cultivators of the Mu family trusting their own people.

At this moment, the Buddha also expressed his attitude, and he also had a close relationship with another person.

In and out of words, he made no secret of his admiration and admiration for Su Twelve.

No matter how you look at the younger generation who can be admired by Buddhists, they must be outstanding.

From this point of view, the possibility of Su Twelve and the two being exploited by the demons has undoubtedly been minimized.

Noticing the subtle changes in everyone's attitudes, the eyes of the young patriarch of the Zhu Rong tribe flickered in the fiery red light.

Although he was a little reluctant, he did not continue to defend and could only say: "Forget it! Since the master said so, I have to reserve my opinion for the time being."

"If I am plotted by the demons again after this, don't blame me for going to Jinchan Temple and asking the master for an explanation!"

"The situation of the Zhurong clan urgently needs attention, I will take the first step!"

After saying that, without waiting for anyone in the audience to respond, the fiery red light turned into a stream of light and cut through the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

In terms of cultivation level, the young patriarch of the Zhurong tribe is naturally better than the Buddha in the field.

But during this confrontation with the demons, Jinchan Temple contributed a lot, and its reputation and prestige in the Leizhou immortal world was also very high.

Continuing to argue was meaningless to him.

But in his heart, he still didn't think that Su Twelve and the others, who were only once loose immortals, were capable of interfering with the formations set up by the demons.

At this moment, I simply chose to leave.

Just as the young patriarch of the Zhurong clan left, the Tiandu strongman in the sky-blue light group paused for a moment after looking at Su Twelve, and also chose to leave.

With the two leading the way, everyone in the field also said goodbye and left one after another.

The difference is that the young patriarch of the Zhurong clan always insisted on his own opinion.

Others tended to agree with the analysis of the female cultivator of the Mu family.

However, they were all in the Spirit Severing Stage, but they were saved by two One Tribulation Loose Immortals. This matter... no matter how you say it, it's not easy to say.

Moreover, their own forces were calculated by the demons, and they also needed to rush back to pay attention as soon as possible.

Before saying goodbye and leaving, they all smiled and expressed their gratitude to Su Twelve and the others, indicating that if they needed anything, they could go to their own forces for help.

However... this was just a rhetoric!

Only two people left their own confidences, and their attitudes were more sincere.

This is the real recognition. I believe that Su Twelve and the others played a key role in breaking the formation this time.

It took only a blink of an eye.

In the field, apart from Su Twelve and the other two, there were only the blurred figure of lightning in the lead, the female cultivator of the Mu family, and the Buddhist monk in the Buddha light.

From beginning to end, Su Twelve's attention was mainly on the Buddhist monk.

Seeing that the field had become quiet and the three people in front of him did not intend to leave in a hurry,

he bowed to the Buddhist monk in front of him and said, "Thank you for your righteous words, Senior. How can I, Su Twelve, be so virtuous and capable that you can use the reputation of Jinchan Temple to guarantee me!"