Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

In the council hall of Baolin Temple, twelve bodhisattvas looked at each other.

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At the same time fell into contemplation.

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The holding of this Fa Cui banquet coincides with their previous thoughts.

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And it also solves the problem of choosing a place for negotiation.

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However, they were still indecisive and hesitant.

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First of all, for such an important event, it would be too informal for a mere Langya king to preside over the event.

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The Langya Wang Clan is just a branch of the Jiangdong Wang Clan in the Upper Realm.

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It's not worthy of being looked down upon by Baolin Temple.

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At the invitation of the Wang Family of Langya, it was a matter of surrender to Baolin Temple.

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Second, this also cost them an opportunity to confirm leadership.

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However, the former is agreed by the twelve Bodhisattvas, and the latter is expected by some people to be opposed.

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Although the twelve Bodhisattvas are all of the same level and have the same cultivation realm, there are still differences in age and qualifications. The most likely to gain leadership are three or four veteran Bodhisattvas.

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Therefore, the remaining eight or nine less qualified Bodhisattvas were unable to determine the leadership for a long time, so as not to be led by the same level.

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So now there is a very real problem before them.

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Should he be invited by the Wang Clan of Langya?

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"Whose idea was this matter?" Monk Jide, the oldest among the twelve Bodhisattvas, asked.

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This is an old monk who looks to be in his 80s, but his actual age is more than 300 years old. His long snow-white eyebrows have fallen to his chest, and there are many age spots on his face.

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For Buddhist warriors in the Bodhisattva realm, this is almost the limit of their lifespan.

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"Returning to the Bodhisattva should be done by Wang Donglin, the messenger of the Jiangdong Wang family from the upper realm." Konghui said respectfully.

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Then, he recounted the previous grudges between the Langya Wang clan and Cui Heng, as well as the previous connection between Wang Donglin and the formation of the Cui Anti-Cui Alliance.

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Finally, he said, "The Immortal King Dongyang and others from the Jiangdong Wang family in the upper realm have also arrived in Langya, and they should also support him."

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"So that's the case." Monk Jide nodded lightly when he heard the words, and then said lightly, "Since it's just a small clan, don't worry about him, we can continue to discuss."

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As the oldest of the twelve Bodhisattvas, he is the most likely to gain leadership.

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Moreover, he gradually gained the upper hand in the previous debate, and he could succeed in a few days, so he naturally didn't want to stop there.

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But he made the decision directly on behalf of the bodhisattvas, which immediately attracted dissatisfied voices.

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"Senior Brother Jide, how many days have we been discussing?" Monk Ji Tong also spoke up. He looked only in his 30s or 40s, just over 200 years old. He was the youngest among the bodhisattvas.

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"Oh?" Monk Jide looked at Monk Jitong and said lightly, "Junior Brother Jitong, what's your opinion?"

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"Brother, do you still remember, the purpose of our coming to the lower realm this time? We were ordered by the Buddha to completely exterminate the Xianxia Sect and Daoyi Palace!" Monk Jitong directly moved out of the Baolin Buddha and said solemnly, "If we have been discussing The problem of location, how to do things, brother, are you forgetting the task that the Buddha gave us?"

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On the spot, Monk Jide was given a big hat for disrespecting the Buddha.

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"You!" Monk Jide's long eyebrows trembled when he heard the words, and he shouted in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"

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"Isn't it?" Monk Jitong was aggressive.

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Although he is not as qualified as others, he is also a Bodhisattva and is not afraid of Monk Jide.

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In Buddhism, etiquette is not emphasized. As long as the cultivation level is the same, the seniority is in the same generation, and there is no special appointment, then they are all equal, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

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"Okay!" At this time, Monk Ji Feng also spoke up, stopping the quarrel between the two.

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He looks to be in his 50s or 60s, but his actual age is close to 300 years old. He is the second most qualified and the most powerful among the twelve Bodhisattvas.

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"How about we make a compromise?" Monk Ji Feng looked at Jide and Ji Tong first, and said solemnly, "Let's see the reactions of other immortals first, and then let's make a decision, how about that?"

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Monk Ji Tong and Monk Jide looked at each other after hearing the words, and after a little hesitation, they both nodded.

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This is already a relatively gentle way to deal with it.

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Continuing to quarrel will not be good for everyone's face, so it is better to stop in moderation.

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"That's it, Konghui, remember to pay attention to the movements of other immortals." Monk Jide urged, he took the opportunity to do the final thing next time.

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"Yes, Bodhisattva!" Monk Konghui respectfully resigned, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

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In fact, from his point of view, he very much hopes that the matter of cutting Cui will be settled as soon as possible.

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After all, he threw all kinds of pots on Cui Heng's head.

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Cui Heng would not die in a day, so he felt uneasy. Only when Cui Heng died could he truly feel at ease.

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After walking out of the meeting hall.

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Looking at the blue sky, Monk Konghui sighed softly, and said in his heart, "These bodhisattvas are not much better than us ordinary people."

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Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have some rebellious thoughts in his heart, "It's just a group of lucky people who came from the upper world. If I can also come out of the upper world, I will definitely be a Bodhisattva at their age."

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As a martial arts expert who opened the Divine Treasure and stepped into the Divine Realm before the age of 100, Monk Konghui has always been extremely confident in his own qualifications.

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He always believed that if he could have the cultivation resources of the immortal Buddhas in the upper realms and the superb martial arts, he would definitely have attained the golden body of Arhat, and he would definitely be able to step into the bodhisattva realm in time.

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Especially these days, the group of Bodhisattvas nominally discussed the meeting place, but in fact it was to compete for leadership, which made him think more deeply.

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"We must find a way to make this happen as soon as possible."

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Monk Konghui secretly said in his heart, "As long as I kill Cui Heng and destroy the Xianxia Sect and Daoyi Palace, I have the hope of being brought into the Pure Land by the Buddha by virtue of this achievement.

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"Only in this way can I have the chance to become a Bodhisattva!"

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……

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Wei Yi's mood is very complicated now.

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It can be called a surprise.

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Surprisingly, the white tiger boy actually came back.

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This fellow actually didn't die!

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When did Cui Heng become so kind and soft-hearted, he didn't kill this immortal from the upper realm, he didn't even imprison him, he just let the person back.

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What is he doing? !

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The happy thing is that the white tiger boy has a better attitude towards him after he comes back.

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If the previous white tiger boy was moved by Wei Yi's deep licking skills and wanted to do something for Wei Yi.

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So now it's the white tiger boy who is licking Wei Yi.

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The dignified Earth Immortal from the Upper Realm is now almost obedient to Wei Yiyan.

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This Jianyan Emperor achieved an achievement that all the previous emperors of the Jin Dynasty could not have dreamed of, and ordered an Earth Immortal!

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Wei Yi himself felt a little weird.

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I have no idea what the white tiger boy wants to do.

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In fact, it was just that Baihu boy felt that he had not fulfilled his promise to Wei Yi and felt a little guilty, and planned to help him do other things to make up for it.

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On this day, Wei Yi brought the white tiger boy to the city wall of the palace.

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He looked at the prosperous market outside the palace wall, and the tall city wall in the distance, and said with some sigh: "Xiantong, you said that these people, this palace, this imperial city, and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains outside the imperial city, are they? Is it all mine?"

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"Your stuff?" Baihu boy was a little surprised when he heard the words, and he wondered: "The entire lower realm is the stuff of our Tianxu realm, why do you have such an illusion?"

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"..." Wei Yi heard that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless.

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He also wanted to guide the white tiger boy to recognize this concept, and then let the white tiger boy help him clean up the Great Jin.

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I didn't expect this to be the answer.

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Although the white tiger boy can be said to be obedient to Wei Yi now, this is just a sense of guilt in his heart, and his basic understanding of the lower realm cannot be changed.

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Wei Yi can directly let the white tiger boy kill some people, but it is impossible for the white tiger boy to clean up some people for "his great Jin".

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He also understands that if he wants to clean up this tattered country, he can't count on the white tiger boy at all.

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Still have to rely on Cui Heng.

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But now the white tiger boys have been frightened by Cui Heng, and the previous alliance against Cui Heng was easily broken by Cui Heng, what else can Cui Heng do?

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Wei Yi fell into deep thought.

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"Emperor, you seem very troubled?" Baihu boy saw the change in Wei Yi's mood and asked, "Is there anything I can help?"

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"No, just watching this country decline day by day, it's just a little sad." Wei Yi sighed, this is his sincere words.

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"So you're still thinking about killing Cui Heng." The white tiger boy turned pale with fright and shook his head, "I advise you to give up this idea, I can't help you, and there is no one in this world who can help you. you."

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"Huh?" Wei Yi was confused.

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When did you say that?

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Immediately, he realized that in order to lead the white tiger boy to his death, he had linked the weakening of Dajin's national strength to Cui Heng.

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However, he did not expect that Cui Heng would actually leave such a huge psychological shadow on the white tiger boy.

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Just because of a remark that is not directly related, I was scared like this.

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This is an Earth Immortal!

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How powerful is Cui Heng?

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"Your Majesty!" At this moment, a somewhat shrill voice came from a distance, and it was the Servant Wang Chun hurried over.

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"What happened, so anxious?" Wei Yi frowned slightly, looking a little unhappy.

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"Your Majesty, there is indeed something important." Wang Chun said hurriedly, "The Wang clan of Langya has sent an envoy, a human immortal from the upper realm named Wang Dongkang, who said that he has something extremely important to see. Your Majesty also has the White Tiger Fairy Child."

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"King of Langya, a fairy from the upper realm?!" Wei Yi was surprised when he heard this, then looked at the white tiger boy and asked, "What is the fairy's opinion?"

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"Let's see you." The white tiger boy nodded and smiled, pretending to be very interested.

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……

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The news that the Wang Clan of Langya is about to hold a banquet against Cui spreads all over the world at a very fast speed.

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And as Emperor Jin and Imperial Beast Immortal Sect accepted the invitation, even the Four Immortal Sects who were preparing to exterminate Xianxia Sect and Daoyi Palace were also alerted and decided to go to this banquet to see the situation.

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The twelve Bodhisattvas of Baolin Temple finally gave up their struggle for leadership and elected five Bodhisattvas to go to Langya County, Yanzhou.

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The whole world can feel that ~www.novelmt.com~ this will be an incomparably huge storm.

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At this time, it is under preparation.

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And the mastermind behind the arrangement of this banquet was at the prefectural shepherd's office in Changfeng Mansion, staring intently at the golden car that originally belonged to the white tiger boy.

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At this time, seven days have passed since the arrival of the White Tiger Boy.

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The dew above is about to condense into spar.

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Cui Heng intends to study what the dew crystal is today.

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See if it can help you in your practice.

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