Two treasure maps

Because of the sudden hail, the cultivators rushed into the room in a panic. Their already uneasy hearts were now filled with anxiety. The owner of Guojiazhuang was cold to them and did not treat them with courtesy, which made them more resentful. However, they knew that they were in the wrong and could not vent their resentment on the owner of Guojiazhuang. They could only point the finger at the instigator - Master Lingyuan. They hoped to get some compensation by attacking Master Lingyuan to calm the anger of Master Guo.

Master Lingyuan calmly sorted out the marks on his body from the hail under the gaze of everyone. He gently picked up the Buddhist beads that he had been wearing on his wrist, twisted them one by one, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, everyone knows what you are thinking about coming here. Since you want me to give you an explanation, then I will give you an explanation."

He clapped his hands, and the monks who had been following him came in from outside. They did not mix with other cultivators, partly because they were excluded, and partly because they needed to pay attention to the instructions of Master Lingyuan at all times. Hearing the sound of clapping, they tacitly took out a piece of neatly folded silk cloth from their sleeves, which seemed to have something important written on it. They walked into the meeting room and respectfully handed the silk cloth to each cultivator captain.

The captains of the Xiuxian team took the silk cloth, slowly unfolded it, and looked at the words on it. For a moment, the meeting room fell into silence. It was obvious that the content on the silk cloth was exactly the purpose of their trip. Master Qingyue frowned slightly, gently patted away the snack crumbs in his hand, and asked curiously: "What is this? Let us see it too."

Taoist Master Ye Feng and Hong Hu also echoed, "That's right, we can't just show it to them. We also want to see what's written on the silk cloth that can make everyone so silent. It seems that the matter is not simple."

Master Lingyuan took the silk cloth handed over by his disciple with a smile, and stood up and walked towards Master Qingyue. He handed over the silk cloth and said calmly: "Master Shang Tianshi wants to see it, so I will not be stingy. The content on this silk cloth may solve the doubts in everyone's hearts."

Although Master Qingyue felt a little strange about Master Lingyuan handing over the silk cloth in person, he didn't pay much attention to it, and didn't notice the strange look in Master Lingyuan's eyes. Just as he was about to take the silk cloth, something unexpected happened. Master Lingyuan suddenly crushed a bead on the Buddhist bracelet in his hand, and the bead instantly burst into a dazzling light, shooting towards Master Qingyue like a flash of lightning.

Although Master Qingyue had profound cultivation, he was completely defenseless at this moment and was shocked. The contract array on his body was not an ordinary thing, but his magic weapon for protection. The array was activated instantly, turning into an invisible barrier, rebounding the attack of the Buddha beads.

But before Master Qingyue could recover, another bead on Master Lingyuan's Buddhist bracelet was crushed, followed by the third, the fourth... The shattering of each bead was accompanied by a strong attack, hitting Master Qingyue accurately.

Although Master Qingyue tried his best to resist, the attack of the Buddha beads was too dense, and the defensive light of his protective magic weapon, the contract array, gradually became weak. At the moment when Master Lingyuan crushed the seventh Buddha bead, a tall man in golden armor suddenly rolled out from Master Qingyue's contract array. The man was burly and imposing, and attracted everyone's attention as soon as he landed.

Seeing this, the monks brought by Master Lingyuan gathered around and protected the man in golden armor. At the same time, the tablet in the hand of Taoist Master Yefeng also turned into a stream of light and attacked Master Lingyuan. Hong Hu suddenly had claws in his hand, and the sharp claws flashed with cold light, going straight to Master Lingyuan's vital points.

For a moment, the battle in the meeting hall was fierce, and the spiritual energy was overflowing. Qingyue Tianshi, Yefeng Daochang and Honghu joined forces to attack Lingyuan Dafashi, while the monks protected the man in golden armor. The two sides fought back and forth, and the fight was difficult to resolve.

Even though Master Lingyuan was in danger, he showed no fear. While dodging the attacks of the three people, he continued to crush the beads on the Buddhist beads bracelet and launched a powerful attack.

In the meeting room, the six captains of the immortal cultivators sat quietly. They had put away the silk cloths in their hands, and their expressions were different, but none of them showed any intention of intervening. The battle was fierce, and the Lingyuan Master was obviously at a disadvantage, and the situation was precarious.

Li Ming suddenly stood up and shouted in a loud voice: "Master Lingyuan, how dare you use the name of Dabei Zen Temple in Yunchan City to cheat people outside. What is your intention? My Li family was able to join the ranks of Buddhist practitioners because of the protection of Dabei Zen Temple. How can we allow you to get away with it?" His voice echoed in the conference room, sounding firm and powerful.

Guo Lin frowned, looking at the battle in front of him. As the owner of Guojia Manor, although he could not intervene in the battle between the cultivators, his worries were getting heavier. He turned to look at Li Ming, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. As a cultivator, Li Ming should not participate in the battle, but why did he say so much nonsense?

Master Lingyuan did not care. He laughed and said, "Li Ming, if you want to clear your Dabei Zen Temple of suspicion, just say it directly. There is no need to threaten me like this." Although his voice was calm, there was a sly glint in his eyes.

Li Ming, Zhang Zhen, and Guo Huan all stood up. Their bald heads were particularly eye-catching, and their identities as Buddhists were obvious at a glance. Zhang Zhen said coldly, "Whether it is a threat or not, we will know after we fight." There was a hint of cynicism in his tone.

Guo Huan also said: "I also think that I should ask Master Lingyuan for advice." Although his voice was calm, his eyes flashed with fighting spirit.

Master Lingyuan took a quick look at the battle situation and saw that the Golden Armored God of War on his side had not yet recovered, and the monks he brought with him were as powerful as the cultivators from the three major families, and they were not superior in numbers. He knew that as long as the three captains gave the order, the cultivators left outside would rush forward, and it would be almost impossible for him to escape.

In addition, the sound of hail could be heard, and it was clear that the Dragon King of the East China Sea had no intention of withdrawing. After weighing the pros and cons, Master Lingyuan suddenly laughed and said, "Amitabha, I will not change my name, I am Lingyuan from Zhoushan, you must not go to the wrong place for revenge." His voice echoed in the meeting room, with a hint of provocation and pride.

Sure enough, after hearing his call, the three captains of the Buddhist families who had stood up sat down again. Although their expressions were calm, a hint of doubt and vigilance flashed in their eyes.

Master Qingyue had never thought of asking them for help, but when he saw them sit down again after threatening, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Similarly, Taoist Master Yefeng and Honghu were also slightly distracted, their eyes wandering between the three captains of the Buddhist family and Master Lingyuan.

At this moment, Master Lingyuan quickly gathered with other monks. A gleam of determination flashed in his eyes, and he crushed the last bead in his hand. A dazzling light flashed, and the meeting room suddenly became silent. When the light faded, Master Lingyuan, the people he brought with him, and the mighty golden-armored war god had disappeared without a trace.