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Chapter 927 Who is Wu Lao!

Buddhist grand ceremony, Buddhist Dharma assembly.

Inside and outside Jiuhua Mountain, there was a lot of excitement early in the morning. Under the gray sky, figures were already flying towards the Ten Kings Peak, flying quickly, like cranes, disappearing in the forest in the blink of an eye.

The host of the Four Holy Mountains, Jiuhua Mountain, has long been waiting in the largest temple on the waist of Shiwang Peak. There is a magnificent hall built in the temple. In the center of the hall, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is enshrined.

I swear that I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty, and only when all sentient beings are saved can I realize Bodhi.

This is the mythical Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the Buddha believed in in Jiuhua Mountain.

Monks wearing ordinary cassocks were busy hurriedly, decorating the main hall and welcoming the Buddhist disciples who came.

Finally, there is a huge Taoist platform in the main hall, which is used to talk about Buddhism and Taoism. Every Buddhist Dharma conference and the Taoist platform will have fierce collisions of Buddhism again and again. This Buddhist Dharma conference is still no exception.

From the four major directions of the main hall, right in front is naturally the place where the host Jiuhua Mountain discusses Buddhism. At this moment, the elders of the Twenty-Eight Peaks Temple have arrived one after another, including Monk Wulao. At this time, Monk Wulao had a kind smile on his face and smiled.

When welcoming the guests, there was no clue that he was a villain plotting to usurp the throne and murder the abbot.

Of course, today's Jiuhua Mountain is not united. Outsiders don't know it, but they themselves know it well. Abbot Wu Wu's 'retreat' is too coincidental. Now the twenty-eight peaks of Jiuhua Mountain are hugging each other, forming a faint formation.

There are three major camps, one is led by Monk Wu Lao of Tianzhu Peak, the other is led by Elder Wu Xin of Lotus Peak, and the third party has always firmly supported Monk Wu Wu and is the confidant of Abbot Wu Wu.

However, among the three forces at this moment, Monk Wuluo's Tianzhu Peak is the strongest.

"Wutai Mountain, Master Xuankong has arrived!" A loud voice suddenly attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Wutai Mountain is now the first of the Four Holy Mountains. Master Xuankong's name is even more prominent in Yanhuang Buddhism. He is an accomplished monk, and it is said that he is already halfway to the level of Buddha.

Half-step Buddha is equivalent to passing through the realm of "little immortal tribulation".

Such strength, coming to Jiuhua Mountain, is enough to dazzle everyone.

The strongest person in Jiuhua Mountain will definitely not be half as powerful as the Buddha, otherwise, Jiuhua Mountain would not have declined to this level.

Outside the main hall, a group of monks wearing Wutai Mountain cassocks filed in. The leader was Master Xuankong, and following him, one of the monks, Master Xuanqing, would be very familiar to Xiao Yang and Gaoyuan if they saw him.

It was the Jiuhua Mountain monk who escaped from the candlelight sealing formation in the island country at that time, and his strength was not weak.

After a while of greetings between the two parties, Master Xuankong led the Wutai Mountain crowd to sit cross-legged on a futon nearby.

Immediately afterwards, eminent monks from Mount Putuo and Mount Emei soon appeared in the hall.

All four holy mountains are present.

Except for Mount Wutai, the strength of the other two sacred mountains is not weak at all. The strength sent by each sacred mountain is enough to suppress Mount Jiuhua.

As a result, the identity of the host of Jiuhua Mountain seems to have been completely lost.

Of course, everyone in Jiuhua Mountain had already expected this situation. Although their faces were slightly embarrassed, they could still remain calm. Only Monk Wuluo's fists hidden in the sleeves of his cassock were clenched tightly, and anger flashed across his head as he lowered his head!

One night passed, and that damn little monk was still unwilling to reveal where the "Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra" was hidden!

Monk Wulao has his own ambitions, and he absolutely does not want to see the three holy mountains towering over Mount Jiuhua forever.

The sky is getting brighter, and a ray of golden sunshine crosses the mountain peaks and shines into the main hall, exuding gentle heat and driving away the breath of cold winter.

The whole hall became more and more lively. Buddhist believers from all over the world gathered together to talk about Buddhism and Taoism, argue with each other, and confirm each other's opinions.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The main hall was already a little crowded, and monks were gradually filling up the futons in an open space outside the main hall.

"Senior brother, it's almost time..." Elder Wu Xin of Lotus Peak whispered softly.

A hint of coldness flashed in the corner of Monk Wuluo's eyes, and he took a deep breath.

It seemed that I couldn't wait for that damn little monk to speak.

At this moment, monk Wuluo even had murderous intentions deep in his heart. Since he couldn't ask out the question, then after today's Dharma meeting, he... would be killed!

Each Buddhist Dharma Conference lasts for nearly a week. Generally speaking, the highlight is at the end.

"Anita Buddha."

Monk Wulao's sonorous voice resounded throughout the hall, and the entire hall quickly became quiet, with all eyes focused on Monk Wulao.

Monk Wulao's face showed a kind smile, "First of all, I would like to welcome the Buddhist disciples from all over the world to arrive at Jiuhua Mountain as scheduled. As the host, the poor monk represents Jiuhua Mountain and welcomes everyone."

"Where is your Abbot Wu Wu?" the voice sounded unexpectedly.

Elder Qingfeng from Mount Emei!

At this time, Elder Qingfeng frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied because the abbot of Jiuhua Mountain did not come forward in person. Although Jiuhua Mountain is still nominally one of the four holy mountains, how can it be compared with the other three holy mountains?

Monk Wu Lao's face did not show any dissatisfaction at all, and he smiled slightly, "Anita Buddha, Master Qingfeng, I, senior brother Wu Wu, have suddenly experienced enlightenment recently and have been in seclusion for a short period of time. Therefore, this time

The Buddhist Dharma assembly is hosted by a poor monk."

"A sudden enlightenment?" Master Xuankong of Wutai Mountain smiled at this time, "I heard that Master Wuwu is only one step away from reaching the half-step Buddha state. I wonder if I can have such an opportunity during this retreat?"

There was an obvious teasing look in Master Xuankong's words.

The Half-step Buddha Tribulation, like the 'Little Immortal Tribulation', is a huge threshold. Generally speaking, if you want to cross it, it will undoubtedly be difficult to reach heaven. Many practitioners can only stay in place for the rest of their lives.

What's more, even if Master Wuwu breaks through to the realm of Half-Step Buddha, Master Xuankong doesn't take him seriously at all. It has been several years since Master Xuankong reached the realm of Half-Step Buddha. Recently, he has had some insights and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

He is bound to win this trip to Jiuhua Mountain!

At least, with his apparent strength, he must crush the other three holy mountains.

Of course, Master Xuankong knows that the strength sent by Mount Putuo and Mount Emei is definitely more than what they appear on the surface. All three parties have trump cards. Who will win depends on which side has the deeper trump cards.

"Thank you for the praise from Master Xuankong." Monk Wulao's smile did not diminish, as if he could not hear the sarcasm in Master Xuankong's tone. He smiled and said, "Without further delay, this Buddhist Dharma Assembly, the poor monk announced

, officially begins!" After a pause, Monk Wulao smiled and said, "First of all, the poor monk will announce to everyone the rewards for enlightenment at this Dharma conference." Monk Wulao waved his arm, and several novice monks walked away holding various prizes.

Step forward and be introduced one by one by Monk Wulao.

"This is the Nine Lotus Kasaya, a rare defensive spiritual weapon. It has spirituality and is only one step away from being recognized as the master's divine weapon."

"This is the demon-subduing stick. It has the secret of the stick and its power is astonishing."

There were ten prizes in total, and each one attracted a lot of exclamations from people inside and outside the palace. For many people, a magic weapon of this level was already hard to come by.

Although Jiuhua Mountain is in decline, it is not difficult to come up with these magic weapons due to years of precipitation.

Moreover, in the eyes of the other three holy mountains, these rewards are really ordinary.

The home venue of each Buddhist Dharma Assembly will rotate among the four holy mountains, and whichever party is responsible for hosting will be responsible for bringing out the prizes.

"Oh, Jiuhua Mountain, can this be the only reward?" A chuckle came out.

From Mount Putuo, Master Morun.

"The top ten magic weapons? They look very sparse."

"I didn't expect Jiuhua Mountain to have declined to such an extent."

"It would be better to exclude Mount Jiuhua from the Holy Mountains from the next term."

The disciples of the three holy mountains were whispering, and many of their voices reached the ears of Monk Wulao and others. At this time, no matter how deep the palace was, Monk Wulao couldn't help but look downcast.

The same is true for the rest of the people in Jiuhua Mountain.

They could have thought that the three holy mountains would definitely launch an attack during this Buddhist Dharma Conference and banish Jiuhua Mountain's status as a "holy mountain". However, they never expected that the Buddhist Dharma Conference had just begun and they couldn't wait to launch an attack!

"Anita Buddha." Master Xuankong of Mount Wutai stood up, "Everyone, please be patient."

The hall gradually became quiet.

Master Xuankong smiled at the people in Jiuhua Mountain and raised his voice and said, "I heard that the disciples of Jiuhua Mountain accidentally obtained the most precious Buddhist treasure, the [Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra], during their trip to the island country. I wonder if you can take it out for all of us to appreciate?"

"

Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra!

In an instant, there was an uproar on the scene, replaced by waves of fiery looks.

"Yes, the most precious treasure of Buddhism should not be enjoyed exclusively."

"If you are able, let's take the [Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra] as the reward for the final winner of this Dharma conference."

Monk Wuluo's expression couldn't help but change.

He didn't expect that the other party actually knew the existence of the [Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra]!

He didn't know that when Monk Gaoyuan was in the island country, he met the master from Mount Wutai.

All eyes were focused, including the disciples of Jiuhua Mountain. They had never heard of the existence of the [Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra]. Now that Master Xuankong mentioned it, they could only subconsciously think that the [Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra]

, was taken away by Monk Wulao...!

At this moment, Monk Wuluo was already in a dilemma!

His face was twitching violently, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Master Xuankong's sudden attack caught him off guard.

Not to mention that the [Bodhisattva's Pregnancy Sutra] is not in his hands at all. Even if it is, he cannot hand it over. It is his biggest reliance on making Jiuhua Mountain rise again among the four holy mountains!

The gazes fell on Monk Wuluo like blades, and the entire hall fell into silence.

Silence.

Waiting for the next chapter from Monk Wuluo...

for a long time.

"I..." Monk Wuluo was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a sharp cold light passing through his eyes.

A fierce sword energy burst through the air.

Accompanied by a thunderous dragon roar.

Like a king over the world!

call out!

A ray of sword light shot straight into the main hall from far to near in an instant.

The sound was deafening.
Chapter completed!
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