Chapter 228: No Temple, No God or Buddha

The Cangji Minghai is located in the north of Jianglong Continent, separated by two seas. The level of cultivation in these two seas is stronger than that of Jianglong Continent, but not as good as that of the Nanqiong Sea.

Fang Wang rode on a dragon and leaped over mountains, rivers and lakes. The people and cultivators along the way saw Xiao Zi's divine dragon posture and exclaimed repeatedly. Some even worshipped and kowtowed.

Fang Wang had just been in seclusion for 9,800 years, and the repression in his heart had not been completely released, so he did not hide himself at all, while Xiao Zi wanted to show off. The more attention it attracted, the more excited it was.

Emperor Hongxuan was observing Fang Wang all the way. He wanted to know whether Fang Wang was possessed.

Who would not be jealous of such talent?

Unfortunately, he did not notice any clues until he left Jianglong Continent.

The northern ocean is very similar to the North and South Poles of the earth in the previous life. The ice covers the sea surface, and there are icebergs floating. Looking around, it is full of desolation.

Fang Wang stood on the dragon head, overlooking the ice, and could see the magnificent vitality in the ocean.

This is the place where the demons breed, and it is rarely visited by people. In terms of demonic energy, it is no less than the South Sea.

"The emergence of the True Dragon Clan is not a good sign. The demons may become stronger in the future. I heard that a great genius was born in the demons in the past five hundred years. In another five hundred years, the times will change. It will be an extremely unfair era for geniuses, because there are too many geniuses."

Emperor Hongxuan walked forward, stroking his beard and smiling.

Xiao Zi asked curiously: "You sound like the Great Sage. What is your origin?"

Having followed Fang Wang for so many years, Xiao Zi can be considered knowledgeable. It can see that Xiao Kuang's temperament is completely different from that when he was on the Emperor's Tomb Island.

It suspects that Xiao Kuang has been possessed!

Emperor Hongxuan said proudly: "Great Sage, I may not be unable to achieve it!"

"Oh, doesn't that mean that five hundred years later will be the nightmare era of geniuses, but it will be your era?" Xiao Zi mocked.

Emperor Hongxuan snorted, "Of course not. According to my observation, there will be more than one great sage in the next era. This will be a brilliant era comparable to the Great An Dynasty. Little demon, although you have turned into a dragon, you are still far from reaching the realm of the great sage. Practice well and don't let Fang Wang down."

One person's enlightenment will bring prosperity to all.

As long as Fang Wang survives, Xiao Zi will definitely be above all living beings. Emperor Hongxuan even thinks that Fang Wang can bring out several great sages.

In most eras, there is only one great sage in the world, but that is not absolute.

As long as the strongest person in the world is far superior to the great sage, there will be several more great sages in the world!

Xiao Zi wanted to fight back, but felt that the other party's words did not seem to be a mockery, so it changed the subject and asked: "In your opinion, does Zhu Tathagata have the talent to become a great sage?"

Emperor Hongxuan smiled and said: "If the information from the Jinxiao Sect is true, his talent is indeed promising to prove the way to a great sage, but throughout the ages, becoming a great sage is not just about talent, and many great sages are not the strongest talents in the world."

When he said this, his eyes looked at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang did surprise him, but such strength was far from enough to compete for the top of the world. He always felt that a genius as strong as Fang Wang was prone to premature death.

If not for this, Fang Wang would not have met him nine times.

Although Fang Wang this time was much more talented than the previous eight times, who could predict the future?

Fang Wang did not say a word from beginning to end, and the brim of his hat covered his eyes, making him look mysterious and dangerous.

Along the way, Xiao Zi and Emperor Hongxuan chatted non-stop, making the journey less boring.

Although Fang Wang did not say anything, he was listening.

Emperor Hongxuan talked about the ancient legends of the past, which made Fang Wang and Xiao Zi very interested.

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In a sea area of ​​the Cangji Minghai, it was overcast and drizzling, and the sea water was dark, depressing and terrifying.

Huge black dragons were rolling on the sea. At first glance, they looked like huge arches overlapping each other, dazzling people.

In the depths of the dragon group, there was an isolated island in the stormy waves. The rain on the island was very heavy, and the torrential rain seemed to smash the isolated island.

There was a temple on the island, and three big characters were engraved on the plaque above the gate.

No temple.

The courtyards in the temple were empty, and the rain fell on the ground, stirring up mud.

In the temple in the center, the candlelight flickered, pulling a shadow out of the hall.

Inside the hall, a monk was meditating and chanting, beating a wooden fish in his hand. The sound of his mouth was covered by the sound of rain. His body was strong, and his black cassock was bulging.

At this time, a figure came in the rainy night outside the door. It was a scholar holding a paper umbrella. It was the ghost saint Miao Wufa of Jinxiao Sect.

Miao Wufa walked into the hall, put away the paper umbrella, and leaned against the door. He took off the bookcase on his back, wiped the rain off his body, and smiled: "Rulai, this rain is so heavy, which means that your heart is in turmoil. Since you are afraid of the persecution of the Buddhist Sect, why don’t you join Jinxiao Sect with me?"

The monk was Zhu Rulai!

Zhu Rulai ignored Miao Wufa.

Miao Wufa followed up by saying, "I heard that the Demon Lord sent two great monks to capture you, one of whom is Fang Wang of the Heavenly Dao. You should have heard of his deeds. In recent years, the name of the Heavenly Dao has been feared by the continent and the ocean. If you meet him, you are likely to lose."

Zhu Rulai stopped holding the wooden fish with his left hand, and whispered, "Although Fang Wang is strong, he is just a junior. I can't be surpassed by someone younger than me. You won't compare me with that Heaven-stealing Holy Sect, right?"

Miao Wufa shook his head and said, "He is really not simple. I advise you to be careful and not be careless."

Zhu Rulai stood up slowly.

In an instant, the rainstorm outside the hall stopped, and you could even see the rain still in the air.

"In the Cangji Minghai, no one can defeat me, Fang Wang can't, and the Buddhist sect can't either. Go away, I don't want to implicate you." Zhu Rulai said, looking at the Buddha statue in front of him.

This Buddha statue stood on one leg, with a gesture of waving his palm towards the sky, showing the beauty of power, but without a face.

Miao Wufa shrugged and said, "That won't work. If you are going to die, I can still save your life."

"You have saved me many times."

"Saving you 100,000 times is not as good as you saving me once."

Zhu Rulai turned around and looked at him. His eyes opened, revealing golden eyes, making him look sacred and majestic.

Miao Wufa avoided his gaze and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't look at me with your god-like eyes. I always feel that you have bad intentions."

Zhu Rulai raised his steps, brushed past him, and walked straight out the door.

"Come on, I know you not only want to save me, but also have to find information for the Jinxiao Sect. Tonight I will show you my biggest trump card and take it back to the Demon Lord. I want to see if she has the courage to come."

Zhu Rulai said without looking back. Miao Wufa hurriedly carried the book box and followed him. When passing the threshold, he did not forget to pick up his paper umbrella.

"I'm afraid Fang Wang will come before I bring him to the Jinxiao Sect."

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