Peerless Divine Emperor

Nanxiao City is a city on the border of the Western Heaven Territory.

Although this place is still far away from the core area of ​​​​the Western Heaven Territory, due to the upcoming meeting of the Western Heaven God to recruit disciples, Nanxiao City has gradually become lively. Many martial arts cultivators from other regions have come here. Of course, , just stay here temporarily.

As we all know, the Western Heaven Territory is a holy land for Buddhist cultivators. Although Nanxiao City is located in a remote place, there are still many Buddhist cultivators walking around in the city. They may even stop someone randomly on the road. The person may be a Buddhist cultivator.

At this time, outside Nanxiao City, a group of figures stepped forward. The person in the middle was a young man in white. He was rich and handsome, with an extraordinary bearing. There seemed to be a bit of enchantment in his eyes, which made people unable to look away after just one glance. Open your eyes.

This young man in white is Qin Xuan, and the people beside him are Jiang Tianxing, Bai Dan, Chu Feng and other Tianxuan people.

"Finally arrived in the Western Heaven Region."

Qin Xuan looked at the ancient city in front of him with a bright smile on his face. They set off from the territory of the Nine Heavens Fairy Kingdom and kept on traveling. After spending a month and a half, they finally arrived at the border of the Western Heaven Territory.

"There is still a month left before the disciple recruitment conference. According to our current speed, we should be able to arrive a few days earlier." Jiang Tianxing looked at Qin Xuan and smiled.

"That's good." Qin Xuan nodded slightly and said to everyone: "Let's enter the city, just to see how the city in the Western Heaven Region is different from other regions."

Then a group of people walked into Nanxiao City, and soon they discovered that this place was different from other cities they passed on the road. It lacked the smell of fireworks and seemed much quieter, but there were a lot of people coming and going, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding. , no one made any noise.

Qin Xuan and others naturally followed the rules here and walked silently.

Occasionally, some people passing by cast their eyes on them. After feeling the misty auras of Jiang Tianxing and Bai Dan, their faces could not help but show a trace of fluctuation. However, when they saw Qin Xuan, they felt relieved.

The saint was accompanying him, and he was a young man with outstanding temperament. From the looks of it, he was a descendant from a big force, rushing to Xitian City to participate in the disciple recruitment meeting. Nowadays, such a lineup is not uncommon in the Xitian Territory, and there are even many.

The God of the West is such a terrifying figure. Even some geniuses with extraordinary backgrounds dream of joining his sect and listening to his lectures on Buddhism. If they can enlighten themselves once, they will rise to prominence and have unlimited future.

In their opinion, Qin Xuan is this type of person.

"After a day's journey, everyone is a little tired. Why not find an inn to rest first." Jiang Tianxing said.

"I want to go for a walk around the area. I'd like to trouble the two seniors to take the others to settle down. I'll come find you then." Qin Xuan looked at Jiang Tianxing and Bai Dan and said.

"I'm afraid it's not safe for you alone. Let me accompany you." Bai Dan said to Qin Xuan.

"I won't bother you, senior. I just took a casual look. Nothing will happen." Qin Xuan showed a smile on his face and said: "Besides, the Western Heaven Territory is a holy land of Buddhism, so no one should dare to cause trouble."

There was a trace of hesitation in Bo Dan's eyes, still a little worried. At this time Bo Dan smiled and said: "Let him alone. With his strength, even if he encounters trouble, escaping will not be a problem."

"Okay." Bo Dan nodded slightly and didn't insist anymore.

Then Qin Xuan separated from Jiang Tianxing and others. He was walking alone on the streets of Nanxiao City, looking around at the scene. He saw some figures wearing cassocks walking by, with their left palms raised on their chests. You can tell that someone is a Buddhist by the way they dress.

But there are still some people who are wearing extremely simple coarse cloth clothes and are unkempt, just like ordinary people without cultivation, and they are mumbling words as if they are also practicing Buddhism.

Seeing these people, Qin Xuan couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes. The Buddhist cultivators he had seen in the past were all solemn, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and exuded a sacred aura. This was the first time he saw this kind of Buddhist cultivator.

"Ascetic monks." Qin Xuan suddenly thought of a kind of Buddhist practice recorded in the classics. They don't practice in the palace. They don't care about clothing and life. They endure what ordinary people can't endure and suffer what ordinary people can't endure. They understand Buddhism through suffering in the world. truth.

Compared with normal Buddhist practice, the number of ascetics is very small. After all, not many people have such tenacious will and courage.

When his eyes casually glanced at a certain location, Qin Xuan's eyes couldn't help but fixate there. There, a figure with a broken arm was sitting there like a statue. The clothes on his body were extremely tattered, and his black hair was messy on his shoulders, which completely covered his appearance. Covered up.

The first impression this figure gave him was that of a savage.

"Is he also an ascetic?" Qin Xuan was shocked. If this was the case, then his perseverance would be too terrible. It is hard to imagine the level of pain he endured.

At this moment, Qin Xuan saw several Buddhist cultivators in cassocks walking up to the figure with a severed arm, with respectful expressions on their faces, and they all bowed towards him and said, "We have come here to ask for your advice, Master. "

"I am just one person among all living beings. I understand the pain and suffering in the world. I am nameless and nameless. I am afraid you have found the wrong person." The figure with the broken arm uttered a hoarse voice, like a candle in the wind, dying.

"Master, you are humble. Master taught in the past, and everyone in Nanxiao City knows it. We all come sincerely to seek enlightenment. Master Wanwang has given me some advice, and I will definitely be grateful!" One of the Buddhist cultivators spoke again, seemingly unfazed. Be willing to leave.

"You have found the wrong person. If you are asking for something, you should not come to my place. Please leave." The figure with the broken arm spoke slowly and refused again.

"Since you are a Buddhist practitioner, you should be compassionate, save all living beings, and spread Buddhism to more people. Master, are you really so stingy?" The Buddhist practitioner said in a deep voice, which was a little colder than before, and there was a hint of coercion.

Several other Buddhist practitioners also took a step forward, with Buddha's light shining on their bodies, and several powerful Buddhist pressures spread out.

As the man finished speaking, the broken-armed figure slowly raised his head. A gust of wind blew, and his black hair flew up, revealing a pair of turbid eyes, as if he had seen the vicissitudes of the world, making people dare not look at him.

"You, really want to ask for the Tao?"

A voice came from the broken-armed figure, as plain as before.

"Of course." The Buddhist practitioner nodded, and a ray of brilliance suddenly flashed in his eyes. This old guy really doesn't take softness!

"Okay." The broken-armed figure nodded slightly, and then his only remaining left palm stood upright in front of his chest, and his lips moved, as if he was reciting something, but no sound could be heard, and it was unknown what he was reciting.

The next moment, a dazzling Buddha light appeared in front of the broken-armed figure, turning into an extremely huge swastika palm print. With a bang, the swastika palm print blasted towards the Buddhist cultivators.

"You are looking for death!" The Buddhist cultivators were furious, and their aura suddenly burst out. At the same time, they blasted out a palm print, and the Buddha light shone in the air, colliding with the swastika palm print.

"Boom!"

The sound of explosion came out, and the swastika palm print seemed to contain boundless Buddhist power. The great way of heaven and earth resonated with it, directly destroying the opponent's attack. The huge swastika Buddhist text blasted on the bodies of the Buddhist cultivators at the same time, and they spit out blood at the same time, and their bodies were shaken away and fell heavily to the ground.

"What a strong strength!" Qin Xuan's heart trembled violently when he saw this scene. The aura emitted by those Buddhist practitioners was at the peak level of high-level emperor realm. However, they could not withstand a palm from the broken-armed figure. It can be seen how terrifying the broken-armed figure's strength is!