At this time, on Jinao Island in the East China Sea.

Many cultivators gathered together, but they were no match for a Kuiniu. Under its iron hooves, the world was crushed to pieces, and dark clouds filled the sky with wind and thunder.

The Kuiniu used the Jin'ao Island lightning array that Zhang Xiaochun had casually set up, and thousands of lightning locks descended from the sky, like the order of heaven, turning the Jin'ao Island into a lightning cage.

The Kuiniu mooed, showing its spirit and majesty, and made the monks of various sects flee in fear. Even the Qingyun Sect's divine sword and thunder control technique were nothing compared to this kind of divine power.

And under the pressure from Kuiniu, Zhang Xiaofan finally revealed that he possessed the Great Brahma Prajna technique.

But with a strong enemy ahead, Tian Buyi had no time to bother with details and could only try his best to deal with the thunder in the sky.

"Amitabha!!!"

Only a loud Buddhist sound was heard, and the cage-like lightning lock was directly broken by a giant golden palm. The dark clouds broke through at dawn, and a faint golden light shone through the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the thick layers of thunderclouds were swept away by the Buddha's light and disappeared in an instant.

When everyone looked up, they saw two monks with infinite and inconceivable Buddha light on their bodies, and a golden lotus appearing with every step they took, slowly descending from the sky.

"Anao——"

When Kuiniu saw that his lightning formation was broken, he mooed, causing Baili Zhen to panic. He stepped on the thundercloud and wanted to charge towards the two monks.

Puxin shook his head and said, "How can you be so stubborn, you bull? You have the same temper as Brother Yujing. Well, I'd better restrain you!"

The monk's fingertips were covered with golden light. He used his finger as a pen to write a golden word "ban" in the air, and then lightly tapped it and flew straight towards the Kuiniu.

The word "ban" seemed impossible to dodge, and was imprinted directly on Kuiniu's forehead, as if it was under a spell, making it unable to move at all. It fell from mid-air, making a roar, just like a huge dark green rock, standing on the edge of Jin'ao Island.

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The issue of Kuiniu has been resolved, and now everyone's attention has turned to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Master..."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Tian Buyi's cold face and his face turned pale instantly. He even knelt down in front of Tian Buyi with shame on his face.

"What is the whole story? You evil disciple, why don't you tell me now if you still consider me your master!"

Tian Buyi was extremely anxious, and his heart was beating uncontrollably. He felt that Zhang Xiaofan would say something that would scare him.

But even if he had a bad premonition, now that everyone was watching, he had no way of taking Zhang Xiaofan back to Qingyun and questioning him behind closed doors.

It was only because there were several fellow sect leaders and even the sect leader beside him, giving him extremely oppressive gazes.

That's right, when Taoist Master Daoxuan received the message from Tian Buyi and others saying that his disciples had disappeared along with Kongsang Mountain, he had already set out in person and joined Tian Buyi and others to head here.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry, I have a technique that doesn't belong to my sect!"

Zhang Xiaofan was so scared that he banged his head repeatedly, even making loud banging sounds, and the sound was like a heavy hammer hitting Tian Buyi's heart.

He couldn't believe it and took a few steps back, looking at his usually dull and honest apprentice with shock in his eyes. He never thought that he had hidden such a thing.

Each immortal sect has its own taboos, and their skills are even more different. They are also the root of a sect's survival in the world of cultivation. Moreover, Buddhism and Taoism are not compatible.

Even before Zhang Xiaofan said which martial arts school it was, anyone could guess it by looking at the guilty look on Monk Pu De's face.

"You, what did you say? Say it again!"

Tian Buyi's voice suddenly rose, his eyebrows raised, and he rushed to Zhang Xiaofan in one step. He didn't know what to say next. This would be unintentionally betraying his master and ancestors. If this was true, even he, as a master, would not be able to protect him.

"I'm sorry, Master. That monk took advantage of my coma to pass on the skills to me. Master, I didn't hide it on purpose!"

Being pulled by Tian Buyi, Zhang Xiaofan could not continue to kowtow and could only keep repeating it. He did not want to do it, and he himself was not clear about the taboo at the beginning.

However, when he finally practiced Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, it was already too late to discover it.

Next, the monk Pu De stood up and slowly explained the whole story, including the cause and effect.

Many people looked at Zhang Xiaofan with sympathy, helplessness, or envy. Don't get me wrong, those who were envious were all from the Demon Cult. Taoist Master Daoxuan felt ashamed. After all, family disgrace should not be made public, let alone let the people from the Demon Cult know about it.

But Zhang Xiaofan is Zhang Xiaochun's brother after all, and Zhang Xiaochun is the young leader of his Qingyun Sect, which makes Taoist Daoxuan at a loss as to what to do.

At this time, Pu Xinyuan and the other person put their hands together and bowed slightly to Daoxuan, and their eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan: "Amitabha."

"So you two fellow Taoists, thank you for your help just now. But I wonder what you two think of this child now?"

Daoxuan of course saw where the other party's eyes were fixed, and it was clearly Zhang Xiaofan who made them feel embarrassed.

Puxin stepped forward and replied, "I think the donor knows that this child is not suitable for entering the Dao sect. Even if he is forced to stay in the Dao sect, he will be limited by his aptitude and will end his life in mediocrity."

"What are you talking about, Amitabha? Aren't monks supposed to be compassionate? Why are you forcing us like this and why are you refusing to let Xiaofan go?"

Lin Jingyu stood up angrily and rushed towards Pu Xinyuan and the other two, questioning them angrily, his eyes seemed to be able to emit flames.

After knowing the real murderer who killed his parents and the villagers of Cao Miao Village, he now hates monks very much, even if the one in front of him is not from Tianyin Temple.

"Amitabha, you have misunderstood me, my dear donor."

Bodhisin was not at all moved by Lin Jingyu's questioning. Instead, he returned the greeting slowly, appearing to be extremely approachable.

"I wonder which sect Youno belongs to?" Tian Buyi asked.

"I, a humble monk, and my senior brother, are all born from the Western Pure Land. One flower is a world, one leaf is a bodhi. The Buddha said that there is no supreme fruit. Where can we find its root?"

"It is only natural that everyone present here does not recognize me and my brother."

Bodhisattva holds his hands together, showing his compassion, and there is a halo hanging from his head. Compared with the group of monks with hair still attached who practice in Tianyin Temple, this one is obviously more like a real Buddha.

With this in mind, looking at the monk in front of him who claimed to be from the Pure Land and Pu De from Tianyin Temple who was silent beside him, the difference between them was immediately clear.

The former had sparse eyebrows and eyes, but there was compassion in them, while the latter was still trapped in the regret of having produced a scumbag in his fellow disciples.

Thinking of this, the anger in Daoxuan's heart, which had originally extinguished, intensified even more.

Although he didn't know what the Western Pure Land was, it sounded very extraordinary. Facing the monk in front of him, even if he was angry in his heart, Daoxuan had to force a smile on his face and asked, "Master, what do you think?"

"Head!"

Hearing Daoxuan becoming so polite to the monk who denied Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu on the side suddenly became a little dissatisfied, but was firmly suppressed by Cangsong.

I saw Bodhisattva said: "This boy can become a Buddha even if he doesn't enter the Tao. Now that I see you, it means that you have a connection with me, the Buddha."

His meaning was clear. This child and I were destined to be together. Since the Taoist sect would not accept him, then give him to me.

When these words were spoken, even Daoxuan who was hearing them was shocked. He really had never thought that the monk in front of him came out just to capture Zhang Xiaofan.

"It's just that this child not only has my Qingyun skills, but also the Tianyin Temple..."

Taoist Master Daoxuan was also in a dilemma about how to deal with Zhang Xiaofan. He had a choice at the moment. It was difficult for him to protect him under the watchful eyes of everyone, but he couldn't really destroy his cultivation and expel him from the sect, right?
If that’s the case, Zhang Xiaochun would probably be the first one to disagree.

If someone wants to take over, Daoxuan can certainly accept it with pleasure. However, a new problem will then arise. Even though Zhang Xiaofan has only been in Qingyun for a few years, the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao he learned is not fake.

What's more, there is the Tianyin Temple. The immortal sects have different skills, and I think there must be certain differences in Buddhism as well. Even if the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao in Zhang Xiaofan's body is destroyed, what about the Tianyin Temple?
Yuan Yin smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't worry. Once you enter the Pure Land, you can wash away your worldly ties. I will wash away all the skills that this child has."

Puxin smiled and looked at Daoxuan, then kept his gaze on Zhang Xiaofan who was extremely shocked, as if asking him whether he was willing to become a Buddhist disciple.

If Zhang Xiaochun were here at this moment, he would definitely be furious.

Okay, okay, I sent people to raid your Buddhist sect, but instead you two actually came here in person to convert my brothers?
You don’t talk about martial ethics, right?

At this time, Zhang Xiaochun, who was on his way to Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, sneezed several times and felt vaguely uneasy.

(End of this chapter)