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Chapter 220

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"Buddhism originally came from the West. The so-called Buddhas have never seen the scriptures and do not know their origins. Primitive Divine Emperor, Limitless Divine Emperor, True Martial Divine Emperor, these three Divine Emperors are the Divine Masters of the human race … "

In the bright spring day, Lv Jun's loud voice was like a great bell, buzzing and reverberating. It could be heard clearly for several li.

Lv Jun saw that Gao Zhengyang's cultivation was far inferior to his, so he deliberately used this method to bully him.

Being loud might not make sense, but it undoubtedly gave him the upper hand in terms of aura.

Many worshippers standing in the courtyard of the Heavenly Horse Temple had their ears buzzing from Lv Jun's voice. They felt dizzy and could not stand steadily.

Everyone was originally quite angry and did not like Lv Jun and the others. But now, their expressions changed, and all their anger disappeared. No one dared to stare at Lv Jun anymore.

In this world, the strong were respected. Everyone agreed with this principle.

Lv Jun displayed great power and immediately intimidated everyone.

"Three Divine Emperors, without a doubt, are the supreme Divine Masters."

Gao Zhengyang smiled and said softly.

Gao Zhengyang's voice was clear and mellow. It was pleasant and strangely charming, making people who heard it feel indescribably comfortable. Although his voice was not loud, it spread wider than Lv Jun's.

Lv Jun frowned slightly. He was surprised that Gao Zhengyang actually followed his words. And the way Gao Zhengyang spoke was also very special. It was obvious that he was proficient in some kind of sound killing secret technique.

"It's good that you admit it. The three Divine Emperors are the true path. Buddhism is all heresy! "

True Yang Sect Sect Master Xu Qing berated. He was as thin as a stick, with dark skin and a bitter expression. If not for the blue Daoist robe, he would have looked like a beggar.

To be able to become Sect Master in Tianyue Capital, Xu Qing's appearance might not be satisfactory, but his Heaven Stage cultivation was not fake.

He suddenly interrupted, but his voice was even higher than Lv Jun's.

Among the worshippers in the courtyard, two of the weaker ones could not withstand the ear-piercing sound and fainted.

Gao Zhengyang's gaze turned and fell on the two unconscious worshippers. He sighed softly, "Benefactor, the voice is not the loudest."

As he spoke, Gao Zhengyang walked in front of the two fainted pilgrims and squatted down to take their pulse. He then used his vital energy to guide their blood and Qi to wake them up.

Gao Zhengyang, who was wearing the White Moon Monk Robe, had a compassionate expression on his face as he treated the patient. He truly had the profound and extraordinary bearing of a Bodhisattva descending to the mortal world to save people.

In comparison, Xu Qing, who could make people faint with his loud voice, completely lost in terms of appearance. Moreover, he was so rude and unreasonable, which made everyone loathe him even more.

Xu Qing was actually a little embarrassed. He was only targeting Gao Zhengyang and had no intention of competing with ordinary people. But as the Sect Master, he couldn't be bothered to explain. Of course, he couldn't stop them either.

He could only curse in his heart, "This bald donkey really knows how to put on an act. How hypocritical!"

As Lu Jun and the others watched Gao Zhengyang treat the two, they felt extremely uncomfortable. However, they could not stop him. After all, these were ordinary pilgrims. No matter what happened, they should not be implicated.

The main reason was that there were too many people here. The Sect Masters were also people who wanted face. They did not want to push things too far in front of everyone.

"Everyone, go out, lest you get injured by accident," Gao Zhengyang advised gently.

The expressions of Lu Jun and the others turned even more unsightly. They cursed this bald donkey for being vicious, turning them into bad guys with just one sentence. However, someone was indeed injured by accident earlier.

The many pilgrims hesitated. Many of them wanted to watch the show, but some wanted to support Gao Zhengyang.

However, under Gao Zhengyang and Yuan Zhen's persuasion, everyone left the Heavenly Horse Temple.

After the many pilgrims left, the courtyard became much more spacious.

Gao Zhengyang and Yuan Zhen stood inside, while Lu Jun, Xu Qing, and the other twenty-odd people stood outside, clearly outnumbering them.

Although Yuan Zhen did his best to clench his fists and widen his eyes, putting on a brave and ferocious appearance, he did not look threatening at all. Instead, he gave off an indescribable sense of joy.

Gao Zhengyang gently rubbed Yuan Zhen's bald head. "Relax. We are just discussing the Dao. We are not going to fight."

Lu Jun and the other Sect Masters did not say anything. That was hard to say. It would not be a bad idea to ruthlessly beat up these two monks at the slightest disagreement.

Shi Xuantong and the other young disciples revealed mocking expressions. Wishful thinking on this monk's part. It was not up to him to decide whether to fight or not.

This was especially so for Shi Xuantong. He especially wanted to beat up Gao Zhengyang to take revenge. The more he thought about it, the more hatred he felt. Shi Xuantong could not help but grip the sword at his waist.

Ye Liuyun noticed Shi Xuantong's impulse. He pulled him back and said in a low voice, "Behave yourself. It is not your turn to stand out here."

Shi Xuantong also came to his senses. He let go of the sword hilt and glared hatefully at Gao Zhengyang.

Gao Zhengyang saw the two's petty actions. He smiled at Shi Xuantong and Ye Liuyun.

He had only been in Tianyue City for slightly more than three months. But now, people like Ye Liuyun were no longer qualified to interact with him.

Gao Zhengyang thought about it and felt a little emotional. Being a poetry porter is really cool. It's also more pretentious.

After the miscellaneous people left, Xu Qing could not help but continue to make things difficult. "Buddhists are all nonsense. Wukong, you just admitted that the three Sacred Emperors are supreme Divine Lords. I see that you have some comprehension ability. Why don't you become my disciple instead … "

Xu Qing had been cultivating martial arts all his life. He did not have the time to study the essence of ancient books. However, Wukong was a famous eminent monk. Some of his profound Buddhist scriptures had spread everywhere. Naturally, he would not discuss the essence with Gao Zhengyang. Instead, he started pestering him endlessly.

In any case, he could directly attack at the slightest disagreement.

This Wukong could spout lotus flowers. If his martial arts were not good, he could only take a beating.

"This poor monk does not have any sectarian bias. Master has already passed away. It is not impossible to become a disciple of another sect."

When Xu Qing heard this, he could not help but reveal a strange expression. He had wanted to wait for the other party to refute and immediately attack. However, Wukong actually followed what he said and looked like it did not matter if he became a disciple of another sect.

Wukong was a world-famous wonderful monk. If he suddenly became a disciple of Daoism, how sensational would it be? Thinking of this, Xu Qing could not help but feel a little excited.

However, Lu Jun felt that things would not be so simple.

A teacher for a day was a father for a lifetime. Betraying the sect, no matter how righteous the reason was, would be despised by the world. Even an ordinary monk would not casually betray the Buddhist sect.

Not to mention that Wukong was extraordinarily intelligent. How could he do such a stupid thing?

Lu Jun knew that Gao Zhengyang was playing tricks, but it was not good to interrupt him so bluntly. He could only endure it and see what he had to say.

"There is only one obstacle. This poor monk's Martial Uncle Wuxiang has a stubborn temper and is difficult to talk to. Benefactor, if you can convince Martial Uncle Wuxiang, everything can be discussed … "

Gao Zhengyang said it lightly, but the two words "Wuxiang" made Xu Qing, Lu Jun, and the others' expressions suddenly change. No one could laugh anymore.

There were tens of millions of monks in Buddhism, but there was only one person with the Dharma name Wuxiang. It was the Buddha Emperor Wuxiang who was in charge of Buddhism in China.

The Pure Yang Sect, the True Yang Sect, and the Tianmen Sect were just small sects of Daoism. They could not even be ranked in Daoism. The so-called Sect Master was just shouting in their own courtyard.

In a small temple like the Heavenly Horse Temple, Lu Jun, Xu Qing, and the others could still show off their power and belittle Buddhism as worthless.

But when it came to the Buddha Emperor, no one dared to speak carelessly.

It was fine to scold Buddha, but insulting a rank nine powerhouse, the Buddha Emperor of Buddhism, was a problem.

Wukong called Wuxiang Martial Uncle, which showed that the relationship between the two was quite close.

Not to mention a rank seven powerhouse like Xu Qing, any rank nine powerhouse in the world would not dare to say that they wanted to accept Wukong as a disciple.

Xu Qing's face really turned green. He was also not very good at words. He stood there awkwardly, his mouth opened and closed, but he could not say anything.

Lu Jun and the others felt a little unbearable to look at that embarrassing appearance.

Since Wukong already said Wuxiang's name, bullying Wukong would be a provocation.

No matter how much the Mountain Nation Emperor hated the Buddhist sects, he had to politely address Wuxiang as master in front of Wuxiang. Wukong's backer was too strong, so strong that everyone felt afraid just by saying his name.

"Sorry to disturb you," Lu Jun said stiffly before turning to leave.

Xu Qing and the others quickly followed. The large group of people left in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Zhen's eyes widened as he said in disbelief, "They left just like that?"

As an ordinary novice monk, Yuan Zhen did not feel anything for the famous Buddha Emperor.

"What kind of expression is that? He is still a living person …"

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