Fantasy: Transform into an ancient demon and slaughter the world!

The news that Wuxin challenged Duan Hongru and defeated him spread quickly throughout Zhongzhou.

The public opinion in Zhongzhou was instantly ignited.

The cultivators who watched the battle on the spot were all very proud and talked endlessly about the scene of the battle between Wuxin and Duan Hongru that day.

With their exaggerated narration, Wuxin seemed to have become an omnipotent god.

For example, he could condense a Buddha statue of hundreds of thousands of meters in a minute.

He uttered Buddhist sounds, which frightened the Heavenly Dao to tremble.

With one palm, the Buddha Kingdom emerged, and the entire Fengling Domain was almost destroyed...

There are simply too many to list these exaggerated descriptions.

However, the major forces can still glimpse Wuxin's divine power from everyone's narration.

Regarding Wuxin's cultivation strength, the major forces have always speculated, and they all think that he can be ranked in the top five of the Monster List.

But Wuxin defeated Duan Hongru, who ranked second on the Monster List, with one move.

Moreover, Wuxin never showed his cultivation aura from beginning to end, which made everyone even more surprised and shocked...

Wuxin is unfathomable. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he must not be provoked, otherwise his sect will fall into the abyss.

Of course, why Wuxin wanted to challenge Duan Hongru? And he was so heavy-handed, this is unknown.

In the entire Confucius Sect, only Deng Taiming and Duan Hongru, the master and apprentice, knew.

In any case, Wuxin defeated Duan Hongru this time and successfully replaced the second place on the Monster List.

As for whether Chu Yang, who ranked first on the Monster List, is Wuxin's opponent, no one dares to make a conclusion.

Because Wuxin and Chu Yang had never fought.

Western Buddhist Realm, Jinming Temple.

In the temple, the abbot Jueyuan sat cross-legged on a cushion, chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Behind Jueyuan were Yuan Huikong and the chief abbot Huijing.

"Tap tap tap..."

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and then the abbot Xuanbei walked in.

"Amitabha, meet the abbot."

Xuanbei put his hands together and greeted.

Jueyuan's old eyes slowly opened, deep and gentle, like a calm lake.

His face was covered with wrinkles, which were all traces of time, and there was the flow of Buddhism.

"Abbot, these days, the Buddhist disciple first became brothers with the leader of the Tianmo Sect, and then went to Confucius Gate and defeated the eldest disciple Duan Hongru of Yuexiu Academy, replacing him in the second place on the Monster List."

Xuanbei put his hands together and said slowly.

"Hmm?"

"Buddha is actually interested in the ranking of the Monster List?"

Zuo Yuan Huikong frowned slightly and murmured in confusion.

Jueyuan seemed to sense something unusual, and he asked, "Xuanbei, has Duan Hongru had any contact with Xuanbing Sect recently?"

"Master, now that Duan Hongru said so, he did go to Xuanbing Sect."

"He seems to have made an engagement with Mu Chenxi, the saint of Xuanbing Sect, and promised to be a Taoist couple."

Xuanbei thought for a while and replied.

Jueyuan nodded, "Sure enough, he still didn't get out of the world a hundred years ago..."

"What? Senior Brother, are you saying that Buddha challenged Duan Hongru for Mu Chenxi?"

"More than a hundred years have passed, and Buddha still hasn't forged a perfect heart of Tao?"

Zuo Yuan Huijing asked with some concern.

Jueyuan smiled softly, "Having no heart does not mean that the heart of Tao can be perfect, and whether it is Buddha or human, the heart is made of flesh. If there are no seven emotions and six desires, how can it be said to be perfect?"

"Only by experiencing it can the heart of Tao be truly perfect."

Hearing this, Huikong and Huijing both suddenly realized, and then put their hands together and said, "Brother, what you said makes sense, we will learn from you."

Jueyuan looked at the golden Buddha in the hall with deep eyes, put his hands together, and said slowly, "It is a blessing, not a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. Only Wuxin can get through this love tribulation by himself, Amitabha."

...

In the extremely cold ice region, snow falls all year round, and the peaks are covered with ice crystals, sparkling and extremely gorgeous.

In the Xuanbing Sect, hundreds of peaks pierce the sky, and there are magnificent palaces, all covered with snow at this time.

On the Holy Maiden Peak, Mu Chenxi was wearing a light blue dress, standing outside the palace, her beautiful eyes looking at the snow, wondering what she was thinking.

The snow fell, sprinkling on her long black hair, making her hair look "silver", adding a touch of coolness and nobility.

"Will you go to Confucius Gate?" Mu Chenxi stretched out her slender jade hand, and a beautiful snowflake fell on her palm.

On the ground, she looked at the snowflakes, and the cold light reflected by them seemed to let her see Wuxin's face.

Her thoughts seemed to go back to more than a hundred years ago...

At that time, she was still a little girl, and the sky was snowing heavily. She and Wuxin had been walking for two days and two nights, and they were already hungry.

Finally, she fell on a snowy ground. Wuxin picked her up, transferred some true energy to her, and then carried her on his back and walked forward.

Although the weather was very cold, his back was so warm. Mu Chenxi wished that this road would never end, so that she could always lean on Wuxin.

They came to a farmland, where sweet potatoes were originally planted, but they were taken away by the farmers, leaving only some green vines.

Wuxin put her at the edge of the field, then rolled up his trousers and entered the farmland, turning the land in disbelief, hoping to find a piece of sweet potato left by the farmers.

Mu Chenxi did not hold much hope, she just enjoyed this quiet time alone.

But after unremitting efforts, Wuxin finally found a piece of sweet potato, and at that time, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That smile still fascinates Mu Chenxi.

Wuxin made a fire, then buried the sweet potato in the fire, and let Mu Chenxi lean on his shoulder to warm the fire.

When the sweet potato was baked, Mu Chenxi devoured it voraciously, and his face and hands were covered with black ash stains, which made Wuxin shake his head and chuckle.

…

That period of time is Mu Chenxi's most precious memory.

Time has passed, and Wuxin is no longer the Wuxin of the past.

"Swoosh!"

Just then a beautiful figure came over, it was a female disciple.

"Greetings to the Saint!"

The female disciple saluted with excitement.

Hearing this, Mu Chenxi was startled, then turned around and asked the female disciple: "Xiao Cui, is there anything wrong?"

"Saint, Buddha, Buddha's son Wuxin went to Confucius' Gate!"

Xiao Cui swallowed her saliva, and then said excitedly.

"What?"

Mu Chenxi, who originally had a calm face, now had two gleams of light in her beautiful eyes, and asked in disbelief: "Xiao Cui, are you sure Wuxin went to Confucius' Gate?"

"Yes, Saint!"

"Buddha's son not only went to Confucius' Gate, but also challenged Duan Hongru, and defeated him in one fell swoop, replacing his second place on the Monster List!"

"It is said that Buddha's son was very heavy, and Duan Hongru was pierced through the body by the six-word mantra. I am afraid it will take a year or two for him to recover."

Xiao Cui's eyes were shining, and she said with some admiration.

Mu Chenxi's body trembled slightly, and her heart was beating like a deer. After a long time, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She realized that she hadn't smiled for a long time.

"Wuxin, you lied to me..." Mu Chenxi smiled, and her smile was very sweet.

What Wuxin said in Tianbao Tower was obviously a lie to her!

If he had never loved her, why did Wuxin go to Confucius Gate to challenge Duan Hongru?

And he, who was always gentle, actually treated Duan Hongru so harshly?