Chapter 564.

It really bluffed!

Seeing Zhitong vanish in a mess, Xu Yingyi looked at Wang Chen with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He had pushed Wang Chuan to be the chief representative, and apart from the Western Sea Sect’s supreme status, he most importantly wanted to push the latter to the forefront to facilitate his own actions behind the scenes.

The position of chief representative looked crazy, but it wasn’t that good.

One hundred and seventy-six sect representatives were staring at it, and everyone had their own thoughts, Xu Ying Yi didn’t think that he had the overbearing aura of commanding the group, and was able to make these elites bow down to his ear.

But Xu Yingyi wanted to take the initiative, so he chose Wang Chen as his “front” spokesman.

As a result, he did not expect Wang Chen to look young and tender, but acted quite old and skillful, a simple move to retreat for progress, and in a few moments the situation was reversed.

And got the support and trust of other cultivators!

Although there was more or less some regret in his heart, Xu Yingyi wasn’t so brain-dead as to jump out and sing a counter-argument at this time.

He laughed, “What a cheeky face!”

The crowd of cultivators thought deeply.

Xu Ying Yi’s words stirred the pride in everyone’s heart.

After half a cup of tea, Zhitong came back.

He bowed to Wang Duan with a low brow and said, “Chief Wang, the abbot of my temple invites you to move to the Zen garden to discuss.”

“Just say what you have to say.”

Unmoved, Wang Dust said indifferently, “There’s nothing to tell, we’re one hundred and seventy-six Daoist sects in the same breath, it’s impossible for me to leave my fellow Daoists behind to have a private discussion with your Abbot!”

If he went alone, whatever result he got from his talks with the Abbot of Xuan Yuan Temple would easily attract criticism.

“This ……”

Zhitong revealed a difficult look – we can’t have all such cultivators running to the Zen garden, right?

It wasn’t like it was a group fight!

But Wang Chen’s attitude was incomparably resolute.

“Or ……”

Wang Dust continued, “I invite the four Fellow Daoists to go with me and listen to what your temple has to say, I don’t think the Abbot will mind, right?”

Zhitong was instantly relieved, “Don’t mind, don’t mind!”

It wasn’t that he was unauthorized, but that the Abbot had specifically explained it just now.

It was naturally best to invite Wang Chen over alone, and if Wang Chen was unwilling, then adding a few more people would be no problem.

“Senior Brother Xu, Senior Brother Hu, Senior Sister Yan, Senior Brother Zhao ……”

Wang Chen directly named them, “Trouble you all to go along as witnesses.”

Senior Xu was naturally Xu Yingyi, Senior Hu was the brash cultivator, along with Yan Shixi and this Senior Zhao who had the highest cultivation level amongst all of them, Wang Dust had thought it through very thoroughly.

The other cultivators did not have any objections at all.

So the five of them left the side hall under the guidance of Monk Zhitong and bypassed the front hall to the back hall of the Zen garden.

The Zen forest was deep, quiet and elegant, only to see a long-browed old monk sitting in a stone pavilion.

Next to him stood an old monk in cloth with a withered face.

Zhitong respectfully saluted the long-browed old monk and said, “Abbot, someone has come.”

The long-browed old monk opened his eyes, and a subtle and imperceptible divine aura suddenly flashed through his cloudy eyes.

“Amitabha Buddha~”

He raised his head to look at Wang Duan and the others, mouthing the Buddha’s name: “Poverty Monk Xueming of Xuan Yuan Temple, meet all the Daoist sages.”

Wang Chen and the others, however, did not dare to be slow, and returned their salute in unison, “Greetings, senior!”

This long-browed old monk, Xu Ming, appeared to be dying, as if he could be poked over with a single finger.

However, none of the five of Wang Chen was a shallow generation, and it was impossible to belittle a great temple abbot of the Western Region Buddhist Sect.

Xu Ming’s cultivation was unfathomable, at least at the Zen Master rank.

Only to see Xu Ming pointing at the old monk in cloth who stood solemnly by the side: “This is the Supervisor of this temple, Xu Wen.”

Xu Wen spoke expressionlessly, “Poor monk supervising the affairs of Xuan Yuan, I don’t want to arrange things improperly, disturbing all the Taoist sages and affecting the harmony of Buddha and Taoism, there is no greater sin!”

He lowered his head, “The poor monk voluntarily put his body up against the crime.”

Wang Dust’s complexion stared, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

“Namo Amitabha Buddha!”

But without waiting for Wang Chen to open his mouth to stop him, he saw Xu Wen sitting on the ground with his hands folded, standing motionless with his eyes closed and staring.

In the next moment, two lines of bloody tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

This same generation of Abbot Vermillion’s supervisor’s breath was rapidly declining, and in the blink of an eye, he was completely dead.

He had actually sat down on the spot!

Xu Yingyi and the others were dumbstruck, completely not expecting the other party to actually put his life on the line.

Xu Ming asked, “Can you all be satisfied with such an explanation?”

Several cultivators looked at each other, not knowing how to answer, feeling that it was quite bad.

Such an outcome was not something that everyone was willing to see.

Wang Dust smiled and said, “Abbot, this is your Xuan Yuan Temple’s internal affairs, we Dao disciples have no right to interfere, and there is no such thing as satisfactory or unsatisfactory.”

He likewise did not expect the other party to make such a move in response to his outburst.

This Void Wink was clearly a scapegoat that had been pushed out, and was presumably close to the end of his life itself.

Wang Chen’s heart was so diabolical that he couldn’t stand it, but he had no intention of dwelling on it any longer.

The hat of forcing the death of a great temple supervisor, he didn’t want to wear it on his own head, “We now just want to rush to Spirit Mountain as soon as possible, so as not to miss the timing of the ceremony to be punished by the sect, but please urge the abbot to let the flying boat come quickly.”

Voidmind looked suddenly at Wang Chen, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

But the strange aura flickered as he nodded his head and replied, “Good.”

“Many thanks, Abbot.”

Wang Dust clasped his fists and saluted, “Then the latecomer and the others will return to the side hall and wait.”

He turned to leave with Xu Yingyi’s four people.

Xu Ming did not stop them and watched as Wang Chen and the others’ backs disappeared into the intersection of the Zen forest path.

Then his gaze went back to Void Wen, who had already sat down, and his expression became cold and indifferent: “West Sea Sect ……”

A few words were thin and undetectable.

After Wang Dust’s few people returned to the side hall, they told the other cultivators what had just happened in its original form.

If Wang Dust was just one person, such a statement would inevitably make people mutter.

Because a hallowed Supervisory Academy making amends for its sins by breaking itself, it sounded rather unbelievable.

Everyone would inevitably be skeptical!

But now that Xu Ying Yi’s four people had testified, the crowd of cultivators wouldn’t think that they were colluding to deceive the group.

Everyone felt that this breath had finally come out painfully.

Can force Xuan Yuan Temple to come up with a head as an explanation, face and face all have, the future back to the clan will not need to panic and shortness of breath.

The next Xuan Yuan Temple side did not make any more trouble, to guide them to the spirit of the mountain of the Lingjia flying boat, in half an hour later landed in front of the temple on the square.

And thousands of believers, at this time has all disappeared.

The length of the Lingjia Flying Boat was more than fifty feet, the body of the boat was in the shape of a flying shuttle, and the surface of the boat was golden and densely covered with the true words of Sanskrit.

After Wang Chen and the others boarded the boat, this luxurious and imposing Lingjia Flying Boat immediately took to the air and set sail.

It flew towards the core of the Western Heavenly Buddha Region.

A day later, the Lingjia Flying Boat landed in front of a huge temple.

Spirit Mountain Temple!