My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

"Of course! Boy, you have a sharp eye, otherwise you would have been in trouble!"

The Skyfire God exclaimed in admiration.

"Oh, right! You just said you saved the painting. Take it out for me to take a look. Maybe I can find some clues."

"Yeah! I forgot that you, Old Deng, are just a low-level formation master!"

Lu Yun joked and took out the painting that appeared outside the magic circle designed by Qiao Yuchen from his storage ring.

Originally, Lord Skyfire wanted to refute Lu Yun, but when he saw the unfinished painting, his mouth seemed to be sealed and he couldn't utter a word.

"This... brat! You really should thank that Gou Sheng! If it weren't for him, you would have been caught by someone else!"

"Hmm? Lao Deng! According to you, this painting is a magic circle?"

Lu Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at the painting on the ground for a few more seconds.

It is really impossible to connect a landscape sketch with a complicated magic circle.

"Don't waste your time, boy! You can't see the clues."

The Skyfire God said sternly, "Boy! If you encounter the immortal cultivator who set up this formation again, you must be careful! If I am not mistaken, the immortal cultivator who set up the formation has reached the realm of forming a formation with his steps."

"If you are not careful, you may be trapped in his magic circle and become a prey to be slaughtered."

"Damn it! Are you so stupid?"

"Don't underestimate any great formation master! Otherwise, you will definitely suffer the consequences!"

The Skyfire God said very seriously.

"Then why are you so lame? And you've been suppressed in the magma underground for hundreds of millions of years!"

Skyfire God: “…”

"Don't bring up that matter, kid!"

"Old Deng! How long will this battle between the monster and the immortal cultivator last? Or will it continue until the strongest one is decided?"

Lu Yun asked.

"Of course we can't keep dueling. That would be so meaningless!"

The Skyfire God blew his beard and glared.

"When there are only fifty cultivators left on the central island, this disc duel will be over!"

"Everyone will be teleported to the so-called cave where Xu Tiancheng passed away. Of course, it is fake. At that time, there will be countless opportunities to prompt these cultivators to fight and decide the container that best suits Xu Tiancheng's requirements."

"What about me? Will I also be teleported into that cave and compete with those fifty immortal cultivators? If so, I may not be able to defeat those old monsters who are hermits."

Lu Yun asked.

"Don't worry, kid! Didn't I promise you at the beginning? I would definitely let you see Xu Tiancheng before anyone else."

The Skyfire God patted his chest and made the promise.

"Old Deng! What are you planning?"

"Keep it secret for now! I'll tell you when the time comes."

The Skyfire God pretended to be mysterious and said, "I will definitely surprise you when the time comes."

"But before that, kid! You must control your emotions, otherwise you might die at the hands of the Chaos Bloodworm before you even see Xu Tiancheng."

"I try my best!"

Lu Yun couldn't guarantee it, because some things would touch his reverse scale and it would be impossible for him not to be angry.

"Kid! Just know what's going on."

……

At this time, two figures appeared at the gate of Zhengyang Temple, one old and one strong.

"Who is coming?"

A loud voice came from inside the door.

"The old abbot Xuanwu of Zunpu Temple in Donglai, the monk Wujie, has come to ask to see the master of Zhengyang Holy Temple!"

"The land of Donglai? Monks? Wait! I'll go and report."

After the sound came from the gate, there was no more movement.

"Master! Isn't this Zhengyang Holy Temple a bit too arrogant? We have come from afar, and yet they let us wait outside the gate?"

Wujie complained.

"My disciple! Do not be rude. This is the place where our Buddhism is carried forward. We should be respectful!"

Xuanwu taught.

……

Inside the main hall of Zhengyang Temple.

"A monk from Donglai? Why are you here at this critical moment? Send him away, send him away!"

The great elder sitting in the deputy seat waved his hands in annoyance.

They were already busy and exhausted with the disappearance of the saint.

How could I have the mood to entertain guests who have come from afar?

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate, right? Great Elder, after all, Buddhism is the legitimate branch of our Zhengyang Holy Temple. Although it is declining, if we just drive these two monks away, we will probably be criticized!"

The second elder dissuaded him.

“Second Elder, you are so enthusiastic, why don’t you go and entertain them! Why are you still being criticized? If we fail to find the Saint Girl before the Zhengyang Festival, our Zhengyang Temple will become the laughing stock of the entire Zhongzhou Island people, do you know?!” The Great Elder slammed the table and stood up, his whole body surrounded by flames, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger.

The first elder and the second elder each represent two factions of the Zhengyang Temple.

The radical faction headed by the Great Elder has been pushing the Zhengyang Holy Temple to completely get rid of the shackles of Buddhism and transform into a new system centered around Mingci Xu Tianyan.

The conservative faction headed by the second elder, adhering to the principle of innovation without forgetting the roots, has been spreading the Buddhist teachings in the temple and even trying to combine the fire with the Dharma.

The two of them also stood on opposite sides of their views on the saint.

What the Great Elder meant was that the Saint was the incarnation of Mingci Xu Tianyan from the upper realm and should be revered by everyone.

The second elder believes that the weight of the Saint in the temple should be reduced to avoid the situation of two masters in one temple.

Almost every time something related to the Holy Maiden of Light came up, the two of them would hold different opinions and argue endlessly.

Even now the Great Elder suspects that the Saint's departure was caused by the Second Elder.

"Alright! Two elders!"

The leader of the Zhengyang Holy Temple persuaded.

"What the Great Elder said makes sense..."

"See? The Palace Master has the same attitude as me!"

Seeing the palace master's affirmation, the great elder became even more excited.

"Great Elder! Listen to me first." The master of Zhengyang Holy Temple said, "But what the Second Elder said is also correct!"

"The master of the palace is wise!"

The second elder, who originally had an unsightly look on his face, suddenly straightened up.

"This... what exactly do you want to do, Palace Master?"

The Great Elder spread his hands.

"Grand Elder, please don't be so anxious! After all, they have come from afar. If we just drive them away, it will really damage the image of our temple!"

The master of Zhengyang Temple first calmed the emotions of the great elder, and then spoke to the second elder.

"Well! Second Elder, go and receive these two monks and find out the purpose of their visit! If it's a piece of cake, I'll help you! But if it's beyond our ability, you should know what to do! I don't need to say more about this, right?"

"I understand what the Palace Master means! I will do it right away."

The master of Zhengyang Temple waved his hand, which was considered as his agreement.

"Palace Master! This... this..."

The Great Elder looked at the smug figure of the Second Elder, his two remaining big teeth creaking as he bit them.

Although this was a trivial matter, in the eyes of the Great Elder, it was a major failure of the radicals.

He cannot tolerate this!