In Li Ji's guess, with such a simple atmosphere as Abbot Island, the style of Dajue Zen Temple seems to be mainly simple and simple, and he guessed wrongly!

It seems that the Buddhist temple cannot be fully painted with its magnificence. The single-colored glass roof makes the entire huge temple reflect dazzling light in the sun, as if a Buddha is sitting cross-legged in it.

"Our Abbot's Islander can treat himself harshly, but he will not be disrespectful to the Buddha in the sky!" The young monk who led the way said proudly, then turned around and left without any delay.

Li Ji smiled slightly. After all, this little monk was still lacking in Taoism. He was a little immature in front of the heretics. What is the need to prove something? Just be yourself.

The Dajue Zen Temple covers a huge area, with countless sutra pavilions in the temple, and it is impossible to see at first sight. However, the main entrance of the mountain gate does not prevent ordinary people from coming to pay homage to Buddha. Li Jiben could also flow in with people, but his identity is different and he is a formal visit, so he can't be so frivolous.

He took out the Xuanyuan bow and handed it to the gatekeeper monk. Soon after, the Xin bell rang six times, and more than ten monks came out in a row. Most of them were gray monk robes, but the two of them were the bright yellow monk robes, showing their superior identities.

"I am Yuanhui, Yuantuo, and I have seen fellow crow Taoist fellow. The distinguished guest has come from afar and has never been welcomed. I will forgive my sins."

The Yuan generation is the Arhat fruit position in Dajue Temple. It is abbreviated as Arhat in the outside world, which is equivalent to the realm of the golden elixir in the Taoist sect. It is also a very status monk in Dajue Temple. When the sects meet, they emphasize equality and mutual rituals. Li Ji is the Golden elixir, and of course Arhat comes out to welcome him. If an elephant comes here, of course the Buddha comes out.

A few people made a little noise and walked straight inside. There were so many people here, mostly ordinary pilgrims and believers, but it was inconvenient to talk to each other.

The Grand Priest Hall is solemn and solemn. The seven old monks in the hall are all monks with the Buddha's fruit position. The one sitting in the middle is the abbot's thousand mountain, and the Bodhisattva's fruit position, which is comparable to the existence of the Taoist True Lord. The reception scale of the Dajue Zen Temple is very high-end, not because he is Li Ji, but Xuanyuan behind him.

This is also the purpose of the elephant. If you visit formally among sects like this, you will have the opportunity to meet many real strong Buddhists. This is your connection. Otherwise, no matter how famous a crow in the Qingkong is, in the eyes of these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, what is the difference between them and salted fish?

"Li Ji, under Xuanyuan Gate, pay homage to all the great masters and monks!"

Li Ji was deeply impressed by these Buddhist monks, but a ubiquitous and inescapable Buddhist aura has been transforming his soul all the time since he entered the Main Hall, as if guiding him to put down his butcher knife and Sakai Buddhism.

This is the momentum that the Main Hall has naturally nurtured for thousands of years. Although it is not intentional, it is not something that ordinary Taoist monks can resist. Generally speaking, the monks who can enter and dare to enter the Main Hall must at least be the Nascent Soul. When the golden elixir comes in, the will is consumed and the heart of the great way is vague. If it is a minor cultivator below the golden elixir, it is estimated that the only result after entering is to admire the Buddha and be ordained from then on.

Therefore, although Dajue Zen Temple did not exert any pressure on Li Ji, meeting him in the Main Hall was a test in itself. In the past, he sent a golden elixir messenger to Dajue Zen Temple to worship, and most of them were arranged to meet him in the side hall, but how could he be like Li Ji this time?

Li Ji was as calm as usual, and even did not use his martial arts to fight against each other. He was different from most monks in this world and never thought that Taoism should be the enemy of life and death. He respected Buddhism and admired the style of Dajue Zen Temple, but this did not mean that he would betray his concept of sword cultivation.

In his heart, there are two or even multiple beliefs allowed to exist, because he always believes in a great belief, and tolerance is its cornerstone.

Because it is not in conflict, the Buddha's will is harmless to him; because it has recognition, it has resonance; because it has persistence, it does not lose its original intention.

Therefore, in the Main Hall, this place where the Taoist Golden Pills are hard to persevere after entering and exercising their skills to fight each other, Li Ji seemed to be in his back garden, relaxed and relaxed as usual.

The Bodhisattva of Qianshan moved his long eyebrows and his voice was loud.

"My Crow, you have the Buddha root of Su Hui, what a pity." He changed his words again.

"My friend is here, what should I tell you?"

It is a bit funny to say that a sword cultivator who is full of blood and enjoys fighting has wisdom, but in fact, whether he has wisdom or not has nothing to do with whether he has wisdom or not!

As a great monk at the Bodhisattva's fruit position, he could certainly see that Li Ji's current situation was that he could naturally be included in the Buddhist aura of the Main Hall without using his power to resist. This is a talent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a connection with my Buddha. But as a Bodhisattva, he would not take away his love with him. How could the thousands of people with wisdom in this world be short of this one?

Moreover, a monk with wisdom and respect for Buddha was much more useful in Xuanyuan than in Dajue Temple. How could he know that Li Ji's so-called respect for Buddha was just a mere appearance. On Shuangfeng Island in the Northern Region, there were more than tens of millions of Buddhist disciples who died directly and indirectly at his hands?

But after this guy hurts so many Buddhist disciples, he can still be so proud that he can live in the Great Hall with peace of mind, as if he is a white lotus.

"After the order of the elephant in the Chaos Thunder Hall of Wen Guangfeng Guangfeng, I will give you a gift to your temple." Li Ji respectfully took out the jade slip.

Qianshan's eyebrows slightly drooped, and the jade slip came to him instantly. After a while, he pushed the jade slip and said to the six Buddhas sitting cross-legged on both sides:

"You can wait and see!"

He looked at Li Ji again, "When did this happen?"

"Twenty-three days ago, Qianhai, Xizhou."

"Xuanyuan's meaning?"

"If the temple does not intend to fight, I will thank Dajue for his kind hospitality and return to the Northern Territory soon; if the temple is intended to be wiped out, I will dare to follow me. The lord's domain will take action against my senior brother, and this revenge must be avenged. We do not understand this enough. If we can learn from it in the temple, and when we fight for the lord's domain in the future, Xuanyuan will do his best to do his best."

Li Ji's words were not fooling each other. He now represents the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and he must bear responsibility for every word he said in the Great Hall. Xuanyuan has a certain understanding of the population of the territorial domain, but it is not in-depth and comprehensive enough. It is incomparable to the sect like Dajue Temple that has been dealing with the territorial domain for nearly ten thousand years.

The problem is that the threat to Xuanyuan by the Fiord will never stop from now on, so how to exterminate it becomes Xuanyuan's only choice.
Chapter completed!