Yu Linghe and his brother looked at each other, and they were extremely surprised. ?? {? 〔

After the Buddha appeared, he always acted extremely strong. It was not just a matter of attitude, but because of the pride that life was full of pride. It was a kind of pride deeply engraved in his bones, which made him not bend down to anyone.

However, at this moment, the Buddhist son in front of him seemed to have undergone a complete transformation.

Although it was just an apology, the words from the heart were so touching.

Yu Ziyuan returned a tribute and said solemnly: "Master, be polite." After a pause, she said again: "This is a little girl's challenge. The master is forced to fight. No matter what means he uses, it is natural."

The battle has not been long, but the danger is indescribable.

Whether it is the Buddha's son's Great Sun Buddha Wheel or the final combination of Yu Ziyuan's two swords, they are definitely not something that ordinary Xuan practitioners can compete with. In order to win, the Buddha's son even acquiesced to the actions of Master Jinde and others, making this battle unfair.

Of course, Yu Ziyuan was not waiting to die. With the help of Yu Linghe's mirror world, she achieved a record that she could not even imagine in advance. What's more important is that through this battle, Yu Ziyuan found the way she wanted to go.

The combination of two swords, the soul sword dances.

When the divine sword and level sword technique are merged into one, the power that can be exploded is simply incredible.

If the Buddha's aura had not suddenly appeared, even Yu Linghe would not have been sure of what would the end of this battle.

However, after the Buddha intervened in this battle, unexpected changes occurred.

It would be fine if the many monks were fully recovered, but the Buddhist son in front of him was surprising.

Yu Linghe coughed lightly and said, "May I ask the Buddhist son..."

A smile flashed across the Buddha's face and said, "Young Master, the little monk is no longer a Buddhist son."

"What?" Yu Linghe was slightly stunned and immediately remembered the Great Sun Buddha Wheel that broke through the sky. He murmured in his heart, could this Great Sun Buddha Wheel be the certificate of the Buddha's son. Once the Buddha Wheel leaves, the Buddha's son will immediately lose his supreme identity?

However, looking at the face of the Buddha's son at this moment, it seemed that he could not associate it with grief.

The Buddha's son sighed and said, "The young master doesn't know that all Buddhist children have tested during their practice in the past dynasties. If they can pass the test, they will naturally receive the blessing of the Buddha's power, laying a solid foundation for breaking through a thought in the future. However, not all Buddhist children can pass the test smoothly. If they fail in the middle, they will lose their identity as a Buddhist."

His voice was quite sighing, but there was not much sadness in it. Instead, it was filled with an indescribable happiness, as if the identity of this Buddhist son had been bothering him, and it was not until this moment that he had just let go.

Yu Linghe frowned slightly, and he vaguely felt in his heart that there must be changes that he did not know about.

Although Yu Linghe is already a strong man in a thought, what he has practiced is not what the Buddha sect learns, so he can only feel that the changes that appear on the Buddhist son seem to be nothing bad.

The Buddhist son took a step back and bowed to their siblings for the third time, saying, "In today's battle, the little monk gained a lot. If he gained something in the future, it would be given by the two donors."

If ordinary people speak like this, most of them are talking slander. However, the sincere tone of this outdated Buddhist monk is unquestionable.

He turned around and bowed to Master Jinde and others.

"Thank you, the masters."

Master Jinde and others' expressions were quite serious. They returned the courtesy at the same time, but they did not dare to neglect the slightest.

The Buddha's son's identity is extremely noble, but after losing the Great Sun Buddha Wheel, he is no longer a contemporary Buddha's son. However, judging from the behavior of Master Jinde and others, it seems that he is a little more respectful than before.

Master Jinde took a step forward and said respectfully: "Congratulations to Master for his sudden enlightenment."

The Buddhist son laughed loudly, turned around, and left with ease.

Yu Linghe's heart moved slightly, and he whispered loudly: "Master, what should I call you now?"

The Buddha's son paused slightly and said aloud: "The little monk's Dharma name will be reborn, and there will be a period of time later." After that, he accelerated his pace, but in just a long time, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Master Jinde and others watched him leave, proclaiming Buddhist chants one by one, and there was an indescribable envy between his eyes and eyebrows.

The white dragon horse suddenly neighed, and the sound was filled with a strong smell of challenge.

This little guy is extremely interesting. When Zi Yuan fought with the Buddhist son, he did not have any intention of interfering. But at this moment, he sent a message to the Buddhist son.

Although it did not use human language, everyone immediately understood its meaning when the long hissing sound came out.

Master Jinde and others turned their heads in anger and glared at them, as if the White Dragon Horse was doing this was a rebellious thing.

In fact, after Master Jinde learned about Yu Linghe's true cultivation, he did not dare to resist him at all. But at this moment, when he heard the intention of the White Dragon Horse challenge, he didn't care that Yu Linghe was by his side and looked like he was angry. This shows how obvious his mood changes were.

Yu Linghe stretched out his hand and gently stroked the white dragon horse's neck.

The White Dragon Horse hummed a few times in dissatisfaction, turned her head and glared at Master Jinde.

In front of it, there were more than a dozen monks of Rongxuan. However, the White Dragon Horse was not afraid at all. The raised lips seemed to be mocking everyone, exuding a scent of anger.

Yu Linghe laughed silently and shook her head speechless.

If it was an ordinary spiritual beast, Yu Linghe would not let it be unrestrained in this Buddhist holy land. However, the white dragon horse is definitely not ordinary. Even the Buddha Zhu Tianqi in the past looked at it differently, so Yu Linghe would not limit it too much.

However, facing the anger of many monks, Yu Linghe still coughed lightly, moved slightly, blocked the White Dragon Horse, and said, "My masters, the little white dragon was on a whim, so he wanted to challenge Master Resurrection. Since Master Resurrection did not respond, let's give up this matter."

An old monk with white beards stepped forward and whispered loudly: "Young Master, can this Shuang Yuju be the pet you raised?"

Yu Linghe shook his head slightly, and his eyes became faintly cold: "Little White Dragon is not my pet."

"Since it's not the young master's pet, I wonder why the young master wants to protect it?"

Yu Linghe said coldly: "Little White Dragon is my combat companion, just like me." His eyes were straight and he said: "Besides, I am not protecting Little White Dragon, but... I saved the master!"

The old monk's face changed slightly, and he said sternly: "How can the young master explain this?"

Yu Linghe smiled and said, "I am afraid that the little white dragon will get angry, so I will be ruthless in taking action and cause an irreversible murder."

The faces of many monks suddenly became ugly. Yu Linghe's tone was a bit too loud, and he actually beat everyone to death with one stick.

Just now Zi Yuan and Buddha Zi fought, and under extremely special circumstances, all the monks present lost in the sword dance.

This result made them lose face. However, they all understood that such a special situation was extremely difficult to replicate. If the many Rongxuan monks present worked together to take action, they would definitely be able to keep Yu Ziyuan.

Therefore, when he heard Yu Linghe's unceremonious sarcasm, the aura on everyone's body suddenly became dangerous.

However, at this moment, Master Jinde stood up and said aloud: "Since he is the combat partner of the young master, he is naturally qualified to challenge Master Resurrection."

The masters were stunned. The eyes of Master Jinde were filled with deep inquiries and confusion.

However, this place is Foshan Temple after all, and Master Jinde is the abbot of Foshan Temple. No matter how dissatisfied the many powerful people present, it is impossible to fight in this place for Yu Ziyuan and his brothers to see it.

Yu Linghe chuckled and looked at Master Jinde with a meaningful meaning.

It was this plain glance that made Master Jinde wet all over his body.

"Sister, the matter is over here, let's go!" Yu Linghe turned around, held Yu Ziyuan's slender hand, and the two looked at each other and left Foshan Temple with the white dragon horse.

Behind them, countless eyes stared at them, either awe, abomination, or fear. However, no matter what the masters of those eyes thought, they clearly understood one thing.

Yu Ziyuan's trip to challenge the domain has ended. The moment the Buddha's power appeared in person, it means that she had successfully challenged her.

A mere woman swept across the southern Siyu Rongxuan strong man in March.

Such a record was enough to make her famous all over the world, and even caused a sensation.

From today on, the name Yu Ziyuan will definitely become the focus of talks among countless people in the world. And before she was defeated, no one could cover him anymore.

With this in mind, many monks were filled with emotion, and they even hoped that the power of the Buddha had not appeared. In this way, they might still have the desire to win, and not be as desperate as they are now.

"Master Jinde, why did you let them go?" The old monk with white eyebrows suddenly spoke and asked dissatisfiedly.

The eyes of the other strong men seemed to be full of inquisitiveness.

Master Jinde smiled bitterly and said, "Dear brothers, we can't stop him. Instead of humiliating himself, it's better to let go..."

"Can't stop him?" The old monk with white eyebrows frowned and said, "Master Jinde, I can't believe you, but why are you so sure?"

Master Jinde sighed helplessly and said, "Because he is the young master of the ancient Shu sect!" His eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one, and said, "Dear brothers and brothers, have you forgotten what kind of cultivation the young masters of the ancient Shu sect in history... have they all?"

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and an extremely terrifying thought suddenly appeared in their hearts.

However, even with a knife on their necks, they could never believe that such a young man could touch the supreme realm.

For a moment, everyone became silent, and no one dared to accuse Master Jinde of the future.
Chapter completed!