Reading to Become a God

In the West Desert, three thousand miles away from Wan'an Temple, a white-robed monk holding a folding fan and a faint smile on his face took a step forward to cover a distance of three hundred meters. If the little monk saw him, he must be a god-level figure.

Suddenly, a blue-robed monk appeared behind the white-robed monk. He looked at the white-robed monk in front of him and smiled.

"It's Wang Daoyou, what's the matter? Are you going to Wan'an Temple to join in the fun?"

Daoyou Wang said after seeing the blue-robed monk.

"Isn't it Zhang Daoyou?"

Then the two smiled at each other. Today is the day when Taiyi Saint Ye Chen and the Buddhist disciples of the West Desert sit and discuss the Dao. Not only them, but also many monks from the heavens have come here. Some people even spend a lot of money to use the large teleportation array to come to the West Desert.

Now, whether it is the world of the heavens or the West Desert at the center of the storm, they are discussing this matter. After all, one is called the strongest saint, and the other is the first Buddhist disciple of the Buddhist sect in 70,000 years.

The scene of two strongest young geniuses discussing the Dao, how can the cultivators in the entire world not want to go?

And these two cultivators are really one of the thousands of cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, not bad, the third level of the King Realm, your strength is outstanding."

Fellow Daoist Zhang was envious when he saw the white-clothed cultivator could cover a distance of several hundred meters with just one step. He had average talent and was only at the first level of the King Realm, but he was more than ten years older than cultivator Bai Xiu. It was really frustrating to compare with others.

After hearing his praise, the white-clothed cultivator shook his folding fan and said.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are too kind. We are just lucky. We are far behind Saint Lord Ye."

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't be modest. Saint Lord Ye is such a person. There is only one in the world of the universe. There is no comparison. But have you heard about the rumors before?"

The white-clothed cultivator was silent. The incident of Ye Chen caused a sensation in the world of the universe. He didn't know what happened now. But as a cultivator of the human race, he was naturally inclined to Ye Chen. However, the incident was too big.

"Before Saint Lord Ye broke through the realm of saints, he was an amazing genius. After his cultivation, we are far behind him. I don't believe that he devoured the evolution of various physiques in the world of the universe to improve his cultivation."

The blue-clothed cultivator nodded. The two of them admired Ye Chen very much. Now that something like this happened, they were not considered to be mainstream figures in the world of the universe. They were insignificant and could not have a say in this matter.

But in their hearts, a genius like Ye Chen would never do such a thing.

Ye Chen, the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of the Human Race, the strongest genius of the human race today, the invincible figure who killed the emperor, how could he do such a thing?

Thinking of this, both of them sighed, and then the white-robed monk looked up, slightly surprised.

"What's going on? Why are all these people here? Wan'an Temple is just in front, why don't they go in?"

The blue-robed monk looked up and saw tens of thousands of people staying in front, looking excited, and they could see that these people in front of them were all monks from all the heavens and worlds.

Not only the human race, but also other races, but Wan'an Temple is just in front, what are they doing here?

The two looked at each other, then walked to the front, found a human monk and asked.

"Daoyou, Wan'an Temple is just in front, why are they staying here?"

The man snorted coldly and said excitedly.

"It's the big black dog that has been following Saint Ye all the time. He has set up a magic array within a thousand miles around Wan'an Temple. Those whose cultivation level is not higher than the seventh or eighth level of the saint are basically blocked outside. What is this?"

As he said, the cultivator couldn't help but curse again. The two were stunned at first, then swallowed their saliva, and couldn't help it at the moment.

"There are such shameless people in the world!"

The cultivators below the seventh and eighth levels of the saint can be said to have isolated most of the cultivators outside, and everyone in the world of the heavens knows that Ye Chen is not only strong himself, even the big black dog following behind him has a high attainment in the array, even the saint realm can't catch up.

Especially when he was in Yuxu Ancient City, the big black dog used the array to make the four saints unable to start, and the array he set up was of course extremely powerful.

Cursing inwardly, the two looked up at the innermost part of the crowd, only to see a big black dog shaking its head, sitting on a chair in a very human way, and squinting at the monks of the heavens.

"What are you doing? Is Ximo yours? Is Wan'an Temple yours? If you do this, aren't you afraid that someone will suppress you?"

"Yes, we think you are a first-time offender, and we will not pursue you for the sake of Lord Ye. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"You big black dog, you are blackmailing, naked blackmail!"

"Quickly remove the formation and let me go in."

"My master is here, and he will definitely not get around you."

Tens of thousands of monks kept cursing, and the little monk standing beside the big black dog and the greedy monk was already stunned.

When had he ever seen such a big battle, tens of thousands of people, all of whom were going to enter Wan'an Temple, and he seemed to have seen that some people were really flying in the sky.

Aren't those gods?

What are you doing in the temple?

He would have run away if he encountered such a thing, but today, with Big Black Dog and Monk Greedy and Anger here, he surprisingly had the courage to stand here.

For the sake of incense money, this is nothing.

This is his truest thought.

At this time, facing the people in front of him, the Greedy Monk narrowed his eyes slightly and squinted.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, I can ask Brother Ye to come out and talk to you about the reason!"

He emphasized the word reason very much.

Suddenly, everyone was silent. Although Ye Chen's reputation in the world of the heavens was not very good during this period, who would dare to be dissatisfied with Ye Chen if he did not have the background of the imperial family?

Once Ye Chen got angry, he would flatten them with one sword. This kind of thing is not impossible.

Seeing that the crowd had quieted down, Hei Huang was quite satisfied. He stood up and stood on the table, looking at everyone.

"This little monk is the eldest disciple of the Taiyi Saint Lord, the eldest disciple who was personally taught by him. If the source comes later, just hand it over to him directly."

Suddenly, the whole crowd was in an uproar.

Taiyi Saint Lord Ye Chen actually accepted his first disciple?

Everyone looked at the little monk, and the latter hid behind the Greedy Monk.