The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

The monk waved his robe and picked up Zhang Xiaofan, then left. If they didn't run away quickly and wait for Zhang Xiaochun, the Taoist Master Yujing, to come back, would they still have a chance to escape?
At the moment the two disappeared, the sandalwood incense and Buddhist chanting in the air also disappeared. Tian Buyi and others shook their heads, and their minds suddenly became clear as they recalled the scene just now.

Taoist Master Daoxuan couldn't believe it and asked, "What did I just do?"

Tian Buyi was even more regretful, a little dazed: "I actually agreed to let Xiaofan go with those two monks?"

Kui Niu, who was restrained at the side, sneered in his heart and cursed inwardly: "What a bunch of idiots, they have fallen into the trap of others and don't even know it, they are led by the nose step by step, they are dumber than me, the old cow."

Now that I think about it carefully, there were many strange things at that time.

After Kuiniu was banned, the righteous and evil forces did not fight each other immediately, but coexisted peacefully.

Daoxuan, Tian Buyi and others were inexplicably convinced by the two monks, as if whatever they said was the truth.

Even when Lin Jingyu heard about his own hatred, his first reaction was not to pick up the Dragon-Slaying Sword and take revenge on the people from Tianyin Temple.

It seemed as if everyone's mentality had become very peaceful. Even if there was a deep blood feud, no one took action at the first moment, but instead became resentful.

Something is wrong, every kind of thing is wrong, there is a strong smell of conspiracy!
The people of the evil sect who were approaching were even more terrified.

"Master, this Liubo Mountain is really weird. Should we retreat?" Qinglong asked worriedly.

Wanrenwang said meaningfully: "We have to withdraw, but before we do, we can't make a wasted trip. Let's collect some interest first."

After saying that, Wanren looked at the immobilized Kuiniu with greedy faces, and kept getting closer, with the Fulong Ding appearing in his hand.

At this time, the people of the righteous path also discovered the small movements of Wanrenwang and others, and for a moment, it was another battle between good and evil.

Tian Buyi suppressed his grief and turned it into strength. He swung the magic sword in his hand non-stop, not knowing how to explain to Zhang Xiaochun.

Will he wait until he sees his own disciple and then say to him, "Master accidentally lost your brother?"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaochun had a vague feeling that something bad seemed to be happening to him. Having cultivated to his level, he had a certain premonition of life and death, fortune and disaster.

Zhang Xiaochun couldn't help but use the space conversion method directly. He first went to Tianyin Temple, only to see a huge tiankeng. He couldn't help but curse inwardly, plucking feathers from a passing goose and digging three feet into the ground. It was definitely the work of those two bald donkeys, Pu Xin Yuan Yin.

Then we went to Jinao Island.

All I saw was Kuiniu, a stunned blue stone statue, standing on the beach. Next to it was a battle between good and evil, with killing happening every moment.

Zhang Xiaochun couldn't help but frown, looking at Kuiniu, and with a wave of his hand, he removed the "ban" spell on it, and asked doubtfully: "With the methods that Puxin used, could it be that he still has the guts to come to my Jin'ao Island?"

Kuiniu turned into a human with an ox head, knelt on the ground and cried, "Master, you have to make the decision for me!"

Then, Kuiniu told Zhang Xiaochun what had just happened, including the whole story.

Zhang Xiaochun was immediately furious, but he laughed out loud: "Okay, okay, you really think that I, Daoist Master Yujing, am a pushover, right?"

"Even my brothers in this life are going to be converted?"

It has to be said that Zhang Xiaochun's situation at this moment is really similar to that of Master Tongtian, and they can be said to be in the same boat.

Duobao, the eldest disciple of Master Tongtian, was converted to Buddhism by Laozi after a battle in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. He shared the fortune of the Western religion and became the Sakyamuni Buddha.

Now, Zhang Xiaochun's younger brother Zhang Xiaofan has also been led away by Bodhisattva, and it is very likely that he will become a Buddha in the future.

Zhang Xiaochun looked at the chaotic battle on Jin'ao Island, and he flicked his sleeves, and the infinite sword intent was clear, and under the pressure, he directly knocked everyone unconscious. He no longer had the heart to play with these people, and ordered Kuiniu: "Detain all these people, and everything will be discussed after I come back!"

"I will obey the master's orders!"

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Small primitive world, Xiniu Hezhou.

This time, Zhang Xiaochun returned directly to the small primitive world in his true form, which showed that he was extremely angry.

Normally, most of the Dao Lords who were sent outside would trigger the Hongmeng Immortal Mark hidden in their bodies, and then use the connection between the Hongmeng Mark and the Hongmeng Pearl to project their spirits into Daluotian to report.

But there has never been a time when someone returned halfway through conquering a world. This was the first time in history for Zhang Xiaochun to do so.

As for Puxin Yuanyin and the other two, they are just street urchins. With the help of divine bones and shared power, they often interfere in the worlds where the Taoist monarchs are reincarnated, and then absorb Buddhist disciples.

Lu Chun has always turned a blind eye to the behavior of these two guys. After all, Buddhism started late, and if it wants to develop, it must go through a lot of hard work.

So I followed them.

But unexpectedly, the two of them caused such a huge trouble today that they even dared to target Yu Jing's brothers in this life.

For this, Taishang Daojun couldn't help but give a thumbs up and sigh: I surrender!
Is it really for the development of Western religion that you are willing to sacrifice your life?

At this time in Xiniu Hezhou, under Lingshan Mountain, all Zhang Xiaochun could see was the Buddhist kingdom. The vast territory was covered with lapis lazuli pure land, with infinite Buddha lights and Sanskrit chants.

It has to be said that under the management of Puxinyuanyin and others, Lingshan now has some of the meaning of a pure land of Buddhism.

Zhang Xiaochun looked towards the top of Lingshan Mountain, his eyes filled with murderous sword intent.

And on Lingshan Mountain, there are three figures standing under the Vajra Bodhi tree, sitting on three-colored lotus platforms.

Beneath Yuan Yin's body was a precious-colored lotus platform. His face looked miserable, his eyes lowered, and he looked quietly at the Supreme Taoist Lord.

Holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, Bodhisattva sits on the golden lotus platform, looking calm and peaceful, and also looking towards the Supreme Taoist Lord.

The Supreme Taoist sighed at this time: "Why bother to provoke my third brother? He is so bold that he even dares to snatch Zhang Xiaofan to the West?"

But Pu Xin smiled and said, "By then, the matter will have been settled, and Brother Yu Jing will have no right to object!"

Yuan Yin also said: "The way of heaven is fair. If Brother Yu Jing can't be persuaded and insists on destroying Lingshan, I hope Brother Tai Shang can protect him. Is that okay?"

"After all, the West is also under the rule of Heaven. I don't think Brother Dao will favor one over the other, right?"

The Supreme Taoist cursed angrily: "I knew that you two had no good intentions when you invited me to drink tea. It turns out that you are using me as a shield!"

As they spoke, the three of them looked towards the statue of Ksitigarbha sitting under the Bodhi tree.

At this time, he was sitting astride a Di Ting, with Buddha's light lingering around him, revealing a piece of pure land of glazed glass. Under his feet were indeed the shadows of billions of evil spirits, showing the scene of hell.

As the young man's lips moved, the infinite Buddhist scriptures continued to liberate billions of ghosts.

(End of this chapter)