Dream Picking Records

The next morning, everyone set out for the venue of the demon-killing conference.

The venue itself is where Buddhists in Wangyou City chant Buddhist scriptures together, so the place is very spacious.

As soon as Wang Xiao arrived, he saw a familiar figure selling autographs and artifacts at the entrance.

"Take a look, take a look, these are the instruments and signatures used by the great god Wang Yu during his training. Don't miss them if you pass by!"

"I want I want……"

"Hey, don't squeeze me!"

……

"Brother Dao, with your relationship with Wang Yu, did you know that he would come to participate in the Demon Exorcism Conference?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone was looking forward to his answer.

The Taoist priest closed his eyes and counted on his fingers, saying, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. You will know it when the meeting begins."

Wang Xiao really underestimated the enthusiasm of this group of people, and it took him a lot of effort to squeeze through the crowd. When he squeezed in, the person who was shouting had already sold out all the prepared items and was counting the spirit stones.

"Oh, this guest is unfortunate. I am ready to close my stall."

"Sold out? Do you want me to prepare some for you?"

When the Taoist priest heard this, he immediately raised his head, closed his stall with a smile, walked to Wang Xiao, put his arm around his shoulder, and handed him a bag of spirit stones.

"So it's Brother Dao who's here. Look, this is yours. You see, I've been preparing it for a long time!"

Wang Xiao weighed it in his hand and said, "It's a bit too little, isn't it?"

"It's quite a bit. I've been in seclusion since I was in Lingxian Pavilion last time. I just came out of seclusion and heard that there was a grand event in the Western Region, so I rushed here to take a look. This is all I have gained."

Wang Xiao knew that even a fly leg is meat, so he accepted it and asked, "Why are you, a Taoist priest, coming to the Buddhist territory to observe? Isn't that inappropriate?"

"Hey, Brother Dao, you are wrong. Our Taoism advocates the principle of following nature, which is all-embracing. There are no restrictions of seven emotions and six desires, or rules and regulations."

"Oh? So you are a great master. I was blinded by your ignorance. With you here, there is no need to invite anyone else to the Demon-Extermination Conference."

"Alright, alright, stop making fun of me. Also, what kind of name is Lao Ji? It's so rude!"

"How about I call you Brother Ji?"

"Chicken breast." Feng Tingjun leaned forward and made a suggestion.

"Where did this unlucky kid come from? Get out of here!" Jide rolled his eyes when he heard this name.

After Wang Xiao introduced Ji De to everyone who came and told them the purpose of their trip, they all came to their seats and waited for the demon-killing conference to begin.

During this period, famous figures from various sects came one after another.

Lingxian Pavilion, the head of the Northern Territory sects, arrived at the scene under the leadership of Pavilion Master Xue Ningyue. The contemporary saint Siqin was of course among them, and happened to be sitting next to them.

Xia Daoling and Siqin smiled at each other, their cheeks flushed. Since the last Lingxian Pavilion incident, their relationship was set in stone, and everything was just a matter of time.

Youyue from Xingyue Sect and Xiao Sheng from Xuanyin Sect also followed the elders of the sect and sat down one after another.

Wang Xiao had met a man from the Southern Region, Cen Daozi, the son of Nanlin Sword Master.

As for the independent cultivators, Zhong Mo, the successor of the One-Armed Sword Demon, has also come.

Zu Mengran from Miaoyinfang wore a veil and sat close to Wang Xiao with nimble steps. She was worthy of the title of the most beautiful girl in Miaoyinfang and immediately attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.

"My lord, we meet again."

Wang Xiao turned his head after greeting, otherwise he was really afraid of being swallowed by other people's eyes. Although it was the Buddhist territory where people would not mess around, it was still better to be cautious. Zu Mengran thought it was very interesting and smiled lightly.

Opposite their seats was the East Region Jinghong Academy. Sima Jinghong was imposing without anger, and his aura was more restrained than the last time he saw him, but his danger level had suddenly increased. He sat behind an old man. Next to him appeared the figure of Pan Chengfeng. The two of them moved their lips, and it was unknown what they were saying.

"Why are they here?"

"Strange, the Buddhist Demon-Exorcism Conference actually invited the demon tribe to come."

"Hush, keep your voice down. The human race and the demon race are still at peace now. They will invite each other when there are occasional grand events."

"You don't know, I read in an ancient book that a long time ago, humans and demons lived together on the earth without distinction, but later they started a war for some unknown reason, and the war became more and more intense."

……

Wang Xiao was surprised. After all, it was a big meeting, and he could hear all kinds of secrets. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw several old acquaintances, not all of them were familiar monsters.

Qing Tianhao and three other middle-aged men and women led Qing Chengsheng and three younger members of the demon clan. The Five Overlords of the Demon Capital also followed behind. The five demons were also outstanding among the younger generation, otherwise they would not have caused trouble and often had friction with Yang Shuan and others. However, when facing Qing Chengsheng and the other three, the awe on their faces was particularly obvious.

As a heavy bell rang, the demon-killing conference officially began.

The old monk with white eyebrows and beard suddenly appeared in front of the lotus platform, clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, I am Hongqian, thank you all for coming. Please forgive me for taking up your precious time for cultivation. Without further ado, this is the target of this demon-eliminating conference."

As he finished speaking, a red-gold lotus platform rose in the center of the venue. Eight monks gathered in a circle, holding wooden fish and chanting the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

On the lotus pedestal was a black tiger sealed in jade. Its fierce murderous intent was captivating, and the strong aura of death was looming. Without the suppression of the lotus pedestal, most of the people present would not be able to sit still.

"Hiss! The sacred Buddhist artifact, the ninth-grade red-gold lotus platform!"

"In today's world, the mortal realm is the highest, and holy weapons are rare. Is there still a problem that cannot be solved by using holy weapons?"

For most people, they have no chance to see the holy weapon. Even if the sect has it, it is hidden as a treasure and is rarely seen in a lifetime. So after seeing the Buddhist sect's such a handicraft, they still seek help, which inevitably leads to a lot of discussion.

Wang Xiao stared at the jade and subconsciously clenched his fists. He was sure that the seal was Bai Shu. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the person was still alive, there was hope. It was just that the rescue conditions were a little difficult.

"Amitabha, there are four large corpse pits on this land that have been passed down since ancient times. This demon is the gathering of resentment and murderous intent of billions of lives in the corpse pits, and it has taken shape over the years." Hong Qian explained to everyone.

"The four corpse pits are interesting. As far as I know, the corpses in the northern and southern pits have long been purified by magic circles, and there have been bald people in the western region over the years... The monks have been constantly praying for the souls of the dead, so how could such evil things be born? Unless..."

The person who spoke was from the demon clan, and Yang Shuan quickly recognized his identity.

"Oh my god, people of the Fearless Lion Clan are in for a good show!"

"What does Lao Yang mean?"

"Old Wang, you don't know. Didn't I say earlier that a great man broke into Buddhism and was converted? It was the ancestor of the Fearless Lion Clan. Although he later returned to the clan and combined Buddhism to create great supernatural powers, they are one of the royal families of the demon clan and they value face very much."

“Amitabha, this monster is indeed not from the Western Region, but was born in the Tianyuan Forbidden Land in the Eastern Region.”

"What are you doing in the East Region as a monk from the Western Region?" The middle-aged man from the Fearless Lion clan continued to ask.

Hong Qian said calmly, "I recently heard that the corpse pit in the forbidden land of Tianyuan has appeared in the world. What I did was to save the souls that have been lingering for a thousand years and send them to the Western Paradise."

"Ha, hypocrisy."

The scene fell silent.

"It seems that the donor has some misunderstandings about our Buddhists. If you have time, you may wish to communicate more after the conference."

"Humph!"

Jin Wanchuan from the Fearless Lion Clan snorted coldly, and a golden lion shadow suddenly appeared above Hong Qian's head, with its bloody mouth wide open.

Hong Qian was seen putting his hands together, enveloped by the golden body of Buddha, and no evil could harm his body.

Seeing this, Jin Wanchuan closed his eyes and said nothing, and did not make any move. Hong Qian spoke calmly to break the tense atmosphere.

"Please cast your spells, all donors. Eliminating demons and defending the Way can be regarded as a good relationship with the Buddha and leave a good result."

"Master Hong Qian is trying to make fun of us. Even the most precious treasure of Buddhism can't be touched by it. What can we do?" The people from Xuanyin Sect spoke up.

"The ninth-grade red-gold lotus platform is the supreme sacred weapon of our Buddhist sect for purifying demons. Unfortunately, it has not been awakened for many years, and the effect we can exert is only one tenth of it. Our Buddha emphasizes the word fate. If someone with fate can awaken the sacred weapon, purifying demons should not be a problem."

"I don't know what the master means by purifying the demons. Is it to kill the creatures or to purify the murderous aura?"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. The monster has transformed into a life. If I can eliminate the murderous aura, saving a life is better than a seven-story pagoda."

"It cannot be eliminated. It seems that the master has given us a difficult problem."