"Name: Daoist Zhunti.
Identity: Buddhism is the world of dao, Western sect master.
Realm: ninth level. "
Daoist Zhunti had always believed that the heavenly dao was unfair. The East was full of outstanding people and rich in spiritual essence. Monstrous geniuses sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain, while the West was barren and had thin spiritual essence.
If not for him and his senior brother's painstaking plan during the God Sealing War, working together with Yuanshi Tianzun and the old man to suppress the Jie Sect, how could the Great Thunderclap Temple be so prosperous today?
Only today did Daoist Zhunti know that the heavenly dao wasn't unfair. Instead, it gathered all the luck of the West on him, allowing him to enter Wanjie Lou.
There were many monstrous geniuses in the East, but could they be more than the geniuses of the other worlds? The East was full of outstanding people, but could they have the treasures of the other worlds?
As long as he continued to develop the believers of the Western Sect in Wanjie Lou, there would be a day when the Western Sect would become the number one sect in the original world. It could even become a supreme sect in the various worlds.
As soon as he entered Wanjie Lou, Daoist Zhunti saw two promising talents. One had the aura of natural laws flowing around him, while the other had surging vitality and a heaven-defying physique. If he was accepted into the Western Sect, it wouldn't be a problem for him to surpass Tathagata Buddha.
Tathagata Buddha controlled the Great Thunderclap Temple. Even though the dharma spread throughout the three realms, Tathagata Buddha's foundation wasn't pure. He first joined the Jie Sect, then Xuandu. He wasn't a direct disciple of the West.
Moreover, behind Tathagata Buddha stood the Sect Leader Tongtian and Laozi. This was an extremely unstable factor. Who knew, one day, Tathagata Buddha might rebel against the Western Sect.
He had to nurture a direct disciple to replace Tathagata Buddha. Only, there was no suitable person in the original world. Tathagata Buddha was too powerful, number one below the saints.
He and the Guide Daoist were saints, so they couldn't easily take action. Unless they nurtured a disciple whose strength surpassed Tathagata Buddha, Tathagata Buddha's position would be difficult to shake.
"Amitabha, benefactors, please wait."
Daoist Zhunti didn't hesitate and walked towards Shi Hao and King Quan, completely ignoring Xiao Yan, Hong Yi, and the others behind them.
It wasn't that Xiao Yan, Hong Yi, and the others' talents were inferior to Shi Hao and Quan Wang, but rather that Xiao Yan, Hong Yi, and the others didn't draw as much attention as Shi Hao and Quan Wang.
The two people with prototype magic treasures are like two bright lamps in the darkness, shining brightly and attracting everyone's gaze, covering the light of Xiao Yan, Hong Yi and the others.
Daoist Zhun Ti was quite confident in his own strength. He was a saint. Even though he didn't know what level the experts of the Myriad Worlds Tavern were at, he believed that there shouldn't be any problems for experts of his level to be Shi Hao and Quan Wang's teacher.
If he could bring the forces behind the two of them into the Western Sect, that would be a great joy.
"What is it?"
Shi Hao and Quan Wang stopped. Shi Hao was a bit curious.
He didn't recognize the shriveled and withered daoist in front of him. Could it be that he was acquainted with Quan Wang? Shi Hao's eyes couldn't help but look towards Quan Wang.
Zeno shook his head. He didn't know many people. Apart from Wanjie Lou's customers and people from his original world, he didn't know this Daoist in front of him.
"May I ask what business you have?"
Shi Hao still wanted to ask for Daoist Zhun Ti's name, but a group of destruction gods and angels surrounded Daoist Zhun Ti.
Their eyes carried deep scrutiny. They sensed danger from Daoist Zhun Ti's body, which meant that Daoist Zhun Ti might be a ninth level expert.
The equipment on Zeno's body could make customers below the eighth level retreat, but for experts of the ninth level, it clearly didn't pose much of a threat.
It was to the extent where if this ninth level expert's strength was even greater than Zeno's, it would be extremely troublesome. Zeno would become a fat sheep in the eyes of others.
Zeno was too easy to deceive. As long as they tricked Wanjie Lou out, those who were stronger than Zeno could easily kill Zeno.
"This humble daoist is the Western Sect's sect master, Daoist Zhun Ti."
Daoist Zhun Ti looked at the figures surrounding him, and his expression became sluggish. The people around him seemed to be releasing the same aura as saints.
Wanjie Lou was not a Buddhist world, it was a dao world. Daoist Zhun Ti couldn't release his divine sense. His eyes were always attracted by Shi Hao and Zeno, so he didn't pay attention to the group of people behind Shi Hao and Zeno, thinking that they were passersby.
Now that he saw them protecting Zeno, it seemed that the relationship between Zeno and this group of black-clothed people was definitely not ordinary.
"I see that these two little friends' talents are excellent, and they are related to my Western Sect, so I especially want to introduce you to my Western Sect to comprehend the great dao."
Daoist Zhun Ti smiled slightly. No matter what, he was still a saint. Zeno looked a bit strange, but Shi Hao's realm was seen through by him.
He had also wondered if Zeno was an old monster, but Zeno's eyes were bright and pure. At first glance, he could tell that he was a child.
If he really was an old monster, Zeno's eyes should be deep and full of the aura of time, but he didn't find the slightest bit of the aura of time on Zeno's body.
"No need."
Angel Whis refused without hesitation.
Zeno didn't need others to help him at all. As for Shi Hao, his teacher Willow Deity was clearly not a simple figure, not inferior to Daoist Zhun Ti in front of him.
Daoist Zhun Ti didn't get angry. He knew that his understanding wasn't enough. Zeno and Shi Hao's backing was too powerful. If these black-clothed people were all saints, then it would be too terrifying.
However, these black-clothed people couldn't always follow Zeno and Shi Hao, right? He only needed to display all kinds of wondrous techniques in front of these two children, and then he could reform them into the Western Sect.
At that time, these black-clothed people wouldn't say anything. After all, the other party was willing.
"The buddhist dharma is exquisite, and the divine technique is unrivalled. It points directly to the three thousand great dao. Moreover, I also have a senior daoist guiding me. His dharma is profound, far greater than mine. This is an exceptional opportunity."
Daoist Zhun Ti's eyes shifted from the black-clothed people in front of him to Shi Hao and Zeno. His voice was full of temptation.
"You are a monk, so why aren't you bald?"
Shi Hao asked with a curious expression.
Weren't those monks in Wanjie Lou all bald?
Why was it that the person in front of him, who claimed to be a buddhist, didn't shave his head, but instead had such long hair?
This was just too abnormal.
"Right, a bald head is especially bright. It should be very suitable for you."
Zeno also said in a deadpan manner.
In Wanjie Lou, he often saw monks with shining heads. It was especially interesting.
Daoist Zhun Ti was speechless.
Who said that monks had to be bald? Who knew how many bodhisattvas and buddhas in the Great Thunderclap Temple had hair longer than his.
"I will come to find you again. Remember, my name is Daoist Zhun Ti, the saint of the Western Sect."
When Daoist Zhun Ti saw this, he also knew that it was impossible to reform Shi Hao and Zeno now. He had to find another opportunity to make his move, so he turned around and left.
He had just entered Wanjie Lou, so he was not familiar with many things about Wanjie Lou. Right now, he urgently needed to understand and could not waste too much time on Shi Hao and Zeno.
"Dao friend, please wait."
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