Everyone: I recited the Three Thousand Daozangs to become a Heavenly Master

In the audience, Hengqing looked at the high-spirited figure in the audience.

I couldn't help but laugh.

This hidden Buddhism finally couldn't sit still and wanted to be born, who would have thought that they would meet this little Taoist priest?

In the face of Ye Xiang's provocation, several young monks bowed their heads and recited Buddhist scriptures.

Monk Xuzhu turned his head to look at the master.

The monk nodded slowly.

After getting the affirmation, Xuzhu did not hesitate, got up and stepped onto the stage directly, looked at Ye Xiang and asked, "Destroy my Buddhist treasure and seriously injure my junior brother, don't you think it's too much

?" "Heh, you forcibly use Buddhism to plan to transform my senior sister, how can you explain this matter?" Ye Xiang asked indifferently.

"My junior brother is not wrong, he is for the good of that girl, he has the wisdom of the Buddha, if she can comprehend the Dharma and change to the bodhisattva profession, it will be an opportunity for her. Xuzhu explained.

When he said this, the young monk's face was calm and soft, as if he was really a monk with profound Dharma.

Ye Xiang didn't have any concept of Buddhism before, but now no matter how he hears it, he thinks these people are shameless?"

"It's all nonsense, and forcibly normalizing others is a chance? Laugh to death, do you fight or not?"

"The Buddha is a family, and you and I are also very close to the Buddha. Xuzhu said.

"What? Do you fancy my Golden Light Divine Mantra or Lei Fa? It's simple, if you want to learn, worship me as a teacher, and I will definitely teach you." Ye Xiang couldn't help but laugh.

Too lazy to continue grinding with the other party, Ye Xiang has no good impression of this so-called hidden Buddhism now, and he has a lot of eyes.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and the state of mind emerges from the eyebrows.

Ye Xiang's momentum suddenly became cold and mysterious.

When the senior monks in the audience saw this scene, their eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of shock.

No wonder you comprehend the true meaning at level 30,

no wonder why this little Taoist priest can enter the ace killing team, the god of war Hengqing and the king of heaven take so much care of this person.

Isn't the Daomen's luck still unbroken

? Is this going to come back to life?

Xuzhu realized the change in Ye Xiang, but he didn't comprehend the true meaning, and he didn't understand what this meant at all.

After reciting a Zen sentence in a low voice, the Buddha's light appeared on his body, and the next moment, a brilliant and majestic golden dragon came out of his body.

Who knew that the next moment, Ye Xiang's body also emerged with Samadhi True Fire and Thunder Law, rising to the sky, turning into Dragon Thunder True Fire, and a cyan fire dragon roared up.

The two dragons quickly fought in the sky above, and thunder and fire and Buddha light kept appearing.

Below Ye Xiang and Xuzhu did not have any hands.

One Dharma, one Dharma.

Tai Chi and the Dragon Descending Palm are constantly fighting against each other.

But in the state of mind of heaven and earth, Ye Xiang is completely pressing

the void bamboo! You must know that the void bamboo is level 45, a hidden inheritance profession, and a dragon descending Arhat.

But he was pressed and beaten by this guy!

Xuzhu was about to be beaten and vomited blood, how could this little Taoist priest be an ordinary Taoist priest.

But if it's not a Taoist priest, but it's all Taoism, how else can you explain it.

Xu Zhu couldn't understand it, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on, relying on his high level, he didn't believe that the other party could keep this state all the time.

"Roar!"

A dragon roared in the sky.

Xu Zhu's face changed suddenly, and he raised his head to look, but saw that his golden dragon was devoured by the other party's thunder dragon true fire!

The Dharma is broken.

How...... Maybe!

The senior monks in the audience finally saw something.

looked at the purple-robed Taoist priest on the stage with complicated eyes, he should have recognized it a long time ago.

The Daomen Heavenly Master, who had disappeared for a hundred years, did not expect to appear again.

The Thunder Dragon True Fire returned to Ye Xiang's hands.

Transforming freely, Lei Fa possessed him, Samadhi True Fire shook it casually, and drew a scorching sun talisman in the air.

Ye Xiang walked calmly towards Xuzhu, his eyes unfazed.

Under the unkindness of heaven and earth, he no longer cares who the other party is.

Xuzhu gritted his teeth and did not speak.

He can't lose, Buddhism was born, how could it stop there.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, he forcibly urged the Dragon Descending Dharma again, and a golden dragon resurfaced.

His whole person also rushed towards Ye Xiang with the golden dragon.

Ye Xiang looked at him indifferently and raised his hand to pinch the magic technique.

The Scorching Sun Talisman turned into a ball of flame and swept upward, enveloping the golden dragon.

Then he raised his hands and used all his strength to exert it, and eighteen talismans instantly appeared in front of him.

"Edict, Thunder Sword!"

Eighteen sword runes turned into white manglei swords, roaring and flying towards the void bamboo.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder sword was sharp, as long as the thought moved, he could kill this young monk!

There is no doubt that the referee teacher directly announced that the judgment of the holy chime Ye wanted to win.

Ye Xiang withdrew the eighteen thunder swords, and slowly dissipated behind him.

After exiting the unkind state of mind of heaven and earth, the corners of his mouth slowly flashed a relaxed smile, holding the back of his head with both hands, and said lazily and casually:

"Next." "

Damn, it's handsome!" In

the distance, Feng Miaoquan's blood boiled, and he directly snorted.

Suddenly, the audience applauded.

Almost everyone looked at the purple-robed little Taoist priest on the stage in shock, the battle just now didn't look like it was fought by a student at level 40!

Not only the students, but even the senior instructors couldn't help but gasp.

You must know that all the tutors above level 50 in the three top universities can comprehend the true meaning of the profession.

But Ye Xiang is only level 32, and he has mastered the true meaning of the profession.

Is this kid going against the sky?

Xuzhu walked off the stage with a pale face, obviously not lightly injured.

Seeing this, a young monk immediately couldn't wait to get up, but was stopped by Xuzhu, shook his head and said, "You can't beat him, Xujue, you can go up." The

young monk who was called by name slowly got up, his eyebrows were very characteristic, very long, and they hung down like hair.

"No matter how strong he is, he is only level 32, and it is impossible to go without consumption all the time. Xuzhu said.

The illusion nodded, indicating that he knew what to do.

He walked on the stage with a staff in one hand and a Buddhist bead in the other, and walked on stage calmly.

"It's 44 again! The average grade of this Songshan University is higher than that of Shengqi.

"Their profession is definitely not as simple as a warrior monk, when did Songshan University become so strong?"

"I heard that Songshan University has been in contact with Buddhist scriptures since the age of six, although it is the same as changing jobs at the age of twelve, but the way of inheritance and training in advance is really mysterious, and the campus network of their colleges and universities usually has no movement. At

this time, many people have noticed the strength of these young monks in Songshan University.

Not to mention anything else, the battle just now, among the three major universities, is also at the top level.

At this time, the young monk with long eyebrows came to the stage and looked at Ye Xiang nodding slightly, with a calm expression.

"It's time to go. The referee said.

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha beads in the hands of the young man with long eyebrows slowly levitated.

At this time, everyone noticed that his 108 strings of Buddhist beads were not strung together, and there was a force that fixed them and did not disperse.

A

Buddha bead flew directly towards Ye Xiang and flew quickly.