Bodhisattva Huanxi was wearing a bright red golden robe, bald head, unparalleled handsome appearance, and his lips were a little pale.

But there is no sense of thinness at all, and the breath is unrestrained and passionate, like a ball of flame, blooming red poppy.

It makes people unable to help but be fascinated.

You can see that Master Yixi next to him was breathing a little more quickly. Looking at the Bodhisattva Huanxi who walked out, a strange red look appeared on his face.

Zen Master Wuyue licked his lips and smiled.

“…”

The Bodhisattva Huanxi's face was calm, showing a completely different temperament from his temperament, and he kept people from a cold expression thousands of miles away.

Soon, Zen Master Wuyue and Master Yixi took a step back respectfully, bowed and shouted, "Welcome to the abbot to achieve the golden elixir!"

"Welcome the abbot to achieve the golden elixir!"

The inner door and outer disciples also shouted in unison.

Everyone's voices gathered, soaring into the sky, magnificent as the sound of the sky, and were transmitted to almost every corner of Zhongdu.

Countless people stopped what was in their hands and couldn't help looking at the sky.

Some people are confused, Jindan, abbot, what are they talking about?

Those who know the meaning have different expressions, just like the various aspects of life.

"Sure enough, Bodhisattva Huanxi has already achieved the golden elixir." A trace of worry flashed across Yu Xuanzi's face in Chengtian Pavilion.

There were six practitioners who were sitting or standing beside him.

There are middle-aged, young, and old, one of which is Qingfengzi.

He asked, "Sect Master, when will the elders come out of seclusion?"

There are five Supreme Elders in Longya Dao Sect, two of whom are at the peak of foundation building and are very close to the Golden Pill.

It was just a little weaker than the original Bodhisattva Huanxi, Zen Master Wensheng Wuyue and Master Yixi.

There is also a person who could be considered a real person of Jindan more than ten years ago, but for some special reason, his condition is not stable, and he often goes into seclusion to stabilize his state.

These strong people are the confidence of Longya Daomen not afraid of Huanxi Temple.

Even if Bodhisattva Huanxi achieves the realm of the golden elixir, Longya Dao Sect will not lose to the other party, and both sides will at most show a balanced situation.

But originally, Longya Daomen was one of the ends of Huanxi Temple. No matter how evil the Huanxi Temple was, they could sit firmly on Diaoyutai.

Now Huanxi Temple has the qualification to fight with Longya Daomen. The outcome is not certain, and it is inevitable that some people will feel the pressure.

The two Supreme Elders went into seclusion because they received the news that the Bodhisattva Joyful may have achieved the Golden Elixir realm, and wanted to go further.

"I'm afraid it will take some time." Yu Xuanzi said.

"Where is the Great Elder..." someone asked.

"Master, I haven't seen you for two years." Yu Xuanzi shook his head and said, "Elder Haotian, Elder Xuanming should have come out of seclusion earlier than Master."

"Hmph! Then let's be arrogant for a while after that Happy Temple."

"By the way." Qing Fengzi said, "Then Master Xuanzang and Kong Xuan want us to join forces to deal with the matter of Huanxi Temple, will the head of the sect agree?

"Of course not." Yu Xuanzi said, "This matter is very important, and it should be decided by the elders. How can I just go over the chef and replace the stake?"

"That's good." Qingfengzi was quite a bit of a reliance on his seniority. Although he was not the oldest person present, his cultivation was among the top three.

It is much more profound than Yu Xuanzi.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly, an old monk spoke, looked at Qingfengzi and said, "What did you say just now, Master Xuanzang?"

"Yes, what?" Qingfengzi was a little confused.

"What does Master Xuanzang look like?"

"I look like a monk from Huanxi Temple, with white hair and great strength. I am no match for me, and I am afraid I can be close to the level of Golden Pill." Qingfengzi did not belittle Tang Luo's strength, but he always had to find some things in other aspects.

The old man's face changed.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Yu Xuanzi asked. Most of the people present had to call him Senior Brother.

"It should be... not that person, right?" said the old man, recalling the monk who had entered the mountain gate and mysteriously disappeared. His magical names were all Xuanzang, and all of them were white-haired. Could it be the same person?

I heard from some of my uncles that the monk asked Master Qinglang, who was still the senior sister in the sect, to deliver the meal in person.

Later, everyone wanted to test this person, but it seemed that they were noticed and disappeared immediately.

Since then, no one has ever found out, but no relevant information has been found, as if the monk had emerged out of thin air.

"That person? What person?" Qingfengzi asked.

"At that time, the two sects did not merge. There was a monk named Xuanzang who came to Wuya Sect to be a passerby. It has been a hundred years since then." The old man said, "This person's origin is mysterious. He went to Wuya Sect's library more than a hundred years ago, and his cultivation is probably extremely profound."

Qingfengzi said blankly: "I can be sure he is better than me, but I'm afraid he is just close to the Golden Pill."

"..." Yu Xuanzi suddenly stood up. When he recalled the words of Master Xuanzang, he remembered to watch over and help each other.

If he was really a powerful man who had been a foreigner a hundred years ago and had a random visit to the library, then he would not be aimless in dealing with Huanxi Temple.

It's not a joke, nor an agreement, but a reminder!

"Go to Huanxi Temple quickly!" Yu Xuanzi shouted fiercely. At this moment, the power of the national master and the head of the sect was undoubtedly revealed.

Inside the temple of joy.

The disciples' welcome voices had stopped, but the heavenly sound that enveloped Zhongdu had not completely dissipated and was still lingering in their ears.

The believers on the streets outside are even more pious and happy.

Bodhisattva Huanxi ignored everyone's congratulations, nor did he say anything to Wuyue. Yi Xi just looked at Tang Luo who stepped into Huanxi Temple.

"I don't know if the mage is..."

Seeing the white-haired monk walking in as if no one was around, Bodhisattva Huanxi finally spoke.

"I am a monk Xuanzang."

Tang Luo said with one hand on his chest.

At this time, everyone also noticed Tang Luo, with different expressions. I wonder what this monk is here to do?

Went to the Happiness Temple? It’s not like it.

Those who come to provoke the door? They don’t feel like it. The main reason is that someone is stupid enough to come to provoke the door when the Bodhisattva Happy is achieving the golden elixir?

"Master Xuanzang." Huanxi Bodhisattva said, "Today is the Grand Ceremony of the Golden Elixir of the Immortals. Originally, the one who came was a guest, but he looked like a master, and it seemed that he was not here to congratulate him?"

He was not guilty of being ruthless, or he was too lazy to talk nonsense to this white-haired monk and asked him directly about his purpose.

If it is an enemy, kill it.

Now is the moment when the Bodhisattva Huanxi is strong, and the achievement of the golden elixir is consolidated. He already has an invincible mentality. Not to mention a monk who looks mysterious and pretends to be a ghost.

Even if there are thousands of troops condensed and blessed by the mysterious energy, the happy Bodhisattva is not afraid at all.

"Congratulations?" Tang Luo smiled, "Even you ugly people who go against the flow, are you worthy of congratulations?"

As soon as these words were said, nearly a thousand people in Huanxi Temple changed their faces, and they all looked fierce.

Even Zen Master Wuyue and Master Yixi are no exception.

In particular, Zen Master Wuyue did not hide his emotions at all and instantly turned into a furious beast.

If an ordinary person takes a look at him, his legs will probably become weak.

Only the Bodhisattva Joy is still calm and gentle, without any anger, but only the arrogant and arrogant.

"presumptuous!"

Some people came out and scolded him loudly, but they were not the disciples of Huanxi Temple, but the collaborators and supporters of Huanxi Temple in the Dayou court.

"Ignorance in the mountains and fields! The Bodhisattva of Joy entered Beiyuan and killed the leaders of the five tribes and wizards, and stopped the great witch from being born! He is a hero who is not a worldly world. How can he let villains like you be slandered!"

The voice was fierce and wild, and it was heard far away, and it was the same as it was true.

The other Huanxi disciples also scolded him.

The voices of the crowd were connected, telling the achievements of the three Bodhisattvas Huanxi and scolding Tang Luo, which was like a judgment.

In fact, it is not far from each other.

Huanxi Temple is naturally not an ordinary temple. There has been a mysterious formation opened, and everyone's emotions have turned into invisible power.

If a cultivator with low cultivation level could even die of shame due to such accusations.

If you really treat Huanxi Temple as a sect that only knows how to play with love, desire, and double-lost supplements, then you will underestimate them too much.

"Oh, is that?" Tang Luo seemed to be like a small boat in the stormy waves. It seemed to be overturned at any time, but it never fell. Instead, he asked at the Bodhisattva Huanxi.

Bodhisattva Huanxi did not answer, and made a default.

Of course, the matter of Kitahara has nothing to do with him, although he did go to Kitahara for a trip.

But this does not prevent Bodhisattva Huanxi from making up for this matter and creating greater momentum for himself to obtain more mysterious energy to assist in his cultivation.

"Hehe." Seeing that Bodhisattva Huanxi agreed, Tang Luo smiled, took out a stack of paper and began to recite loudly.
To be continued...