After Chen Yi finished speaking, the square fell silent.

People were anxious for a while.

Liu Dingzhong calmly issued a series of orders, then calmly looked forward to it.

Still the same sentence.

If this conference had not had so many people present, its influence would have been reduced by at least half.

And without enough confidence, how dare you let so many people gather here?

The millions of weird things in the Yellow River Water Mansion are terrifying.

But Dahua is not helpless.

The price is high and sacrifice is inevitable, but it is definitely not the lives of ordinary people.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

Chen Yi frowned slightly.

Behind him, the golden Arhat is still there, holding his hands evenly as if holding a ball.

The invisible vortex kept sucking the Black Crystal congregation into a ball.

The Sombra congregation struggled and howled, shouting for the Evil King.

But their evil king showed no reaction at all.

Chen Yi raised his right arm high, and his arm was as if made of gold.

Behind him, another Buddha with thousands of arms and hands appeared in virtual form.

There is a faint sound of Sanskrit singing as the penis turns between the five fingers.

Thousands of arms, thousands of hands, thousands of wheels, blooming with great light.

Countless precious wheels rotate endlessly in the sky, like a lantern in the sea of ​​suffering, shining brightly everywhere.

The thousands of black crystal members fell to the ground one after another like falling dominoes in the light of the treasure wheel.

This is the first time Chen Yi has publicly displayed this method in the real world.

Regardless of its power, the appearance is definitely flashy and very deceptive.

Even the previous Holy Son may not be comparable in terms of cards...

Anyway, no matter whether people in the square or through the live broadcast watched this scene, they watched it for a moment, with their mouths wide open.

What happened in this square today has shaken the worldview of countless people.

The appearance of the Sword Master, Chen Yi and his subordinate Shenlong has made people doubt whether those chivalrous and martial arts that have been circulated in Dahua for thousands of years really exist. It is even doubtful whether those ancient myths are true or false.

We need to tear everything down and re-judge it.

The corners of Liu Dingzhong's mouth moved several times in succession.

Now it's better, he has done all the work, and they feel relaxed.

But he almost took away all the limelight...

Is this man planning to tear off his cool disguise by making such a big show today?

Chen Yi just didn't have the legendary Buddhist magical power like his mind, otherwise these fists as big as a thousand casseroles would have fallen on Liu Dingzhong's head.

...What kind of nonsense are you talking about?

At this time, the Thousand-Hand Guanyin Dharma has gradually faded away, and countless treasure wheels have gradually disappeared into the void.

Chen Yi has been looking for the so-called evil king, but he has never been found.

These people have been able to make trouble for so long in Dahua, which has so many powerful means. Sure enough, none of them are simple.

Especially this one.

To be called the evil king is indeed a bit evil.

It’s not just about closing the door and letting ghosts out.

Ever since he spoke just now, Chen Yi has been looking for traces of him, and even now he can't find any trace of him.

He was very suspicious that this person might not have appeared at the scene at all.

That’s all.

There is no need to overdo everything.

Wuming was now using his sword alone to block the entrance to the realm on the black island.

The old nest has been lost, but it is just a bereaved dog.

With the style of these people, they will definitely not settle down, and they may show up at some point.

While thinking, Chen Yi looked at the Sword Master beside him and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the Sword Master, donor."

He didn't shy away from others when he spoke.

The words spoken have already been broadcast through the live broadcast.

With his current weight, the word "Sword Master" in his mouth undoubtedly confirms the identity of the white-haired old man.

Naturally it caused a lot of uproar.

The two of them remained oblivious.

At this time, the old sword master could not hide his smile.

Although it is gratifying that the sword has entered the innate world.

But what made him even more happy and proud was that he finally took the first step in his life and defeated Wu Ming.

Although this lead may not last long, it is enough for him to be proud of.

He stroked his long beard with his hand and said with a rare smile: "I was able to take one step ahead and get a glimpse of the great road in the sword, thanks to the gift of the divine monk. Once again, Dugu Jian will never forget this kindness, and if I have an assignment in the future, I will never dare to leave!"

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Chen Yi smiled and shook his head slightly: "Sword Saint Donor's words are serious."

Dugu Sword Master lives towards death and reaches the sky with one sword.

It is difficult for Chen Yi himself to understand the mystery.

This white-haired swordsman is different from him.

Although it was inspired by his Nirvana that he had this sword aimed at death.

More importantly, it relies on oneself and the vigorous accumulation step by step.

Unlike Chen Yi, he is just a loser.

Glancing at the square below, Chen Yidao said: "I can't do anything right now. I'll wait a moment and ask the donor to help me clear away the evil atmosphere."

Dugu Sword Master raised his head and said: "How dare you disobey your orders!"

Chen Yihe bowed his head and asked the divine dragon to lower his head slightly. He spoke to the countless people in the square and said: "I, the Buddha, the World-Honored One, once said: I have the Dharma Eye, the wonderful mind of Nirvana, the reality has no form, and the subtle Dharma door cannot be established.

Text, special biography outside the teaching..."

The sudden words made people stunned again, but no one did not listen carefully.

"The World Honored One held up flowers and showed them to the crowd to teach him the Heart Seal Dharma. Only the Venerable Maha Kassapa was able to teach him despite his appearance."

"Holy... holy monk!"

What Chen Yi did today was not in vain.

In today's situation where many people lack faith and have no reverence, the seeds of reverence were planted in the hearts of many people in exchange for the name of the holy monk.

There was a person in the square. He was worried, but he had the courage to shout.

"Does this donor have any concerns?"

Chen Yi stopped with a smile and looked up and down at the dragon's head.

He was a middle-aged man, a little fat, very ordinary.

"I also read Buddhism!"

He saw a smile on Chen Yi's face and felt much more at ease in his heart. However, his face turned red with excitement and he said loudly: "Did the holy monk mean to teach the Dharma when he said this?"

In middle age, as he said, he is not a believer in Buddhism, but he is very interested in Buddhist scriptures.

That's why we can hear the hidden meaning of Chen Yi's words.

Because of Chen Yi's influence, his speech was a bit nondescript.

His words made many people excited.

He stared at Chen Yi for a moment, looking forward to his answer.

Chen Yi couldn't help but smile when he heard this. This man was quite quick-thinking and had good understanding.

In the midst of everyone's expectations, he finally nodded: "It's true what the donor said. The world is in turmoil, and it is difficult and dangerous, but it is also a time of great opportunity."
To be continued...