Jingnian Zen Buddhism, located on the outskirts of Luoyang.

Shi Feixuan was cultivating in the meditation room, with the Sun Golden Wheel obediently floating motionless above her head.

Suddenly, the sun wheel emitted a dazzling light and a buzzing sound.

Shi Feixuan opened her eyes instantly.

"What's wrong? Rijinlun?" The little girl looked up at Rijinlun.

The golden sun wheel flew towards the entrance.

Shi Feixuan quickly got up.

The sun's golden wheel began to spin in front of the door.

"You're going out?" Shi Feixuan seemed to have figured out Rijinlun's thoughts.

At the same time, above the Zen sect, the figure of the Xuantian sect had appeared at some unknown time.

"What a magnificent Pure Mind Zen sect! So luxurious! How much manpower and resources must this have consumed? No wonder there are people in every world and every plane who want to destroy Buddhism." Xuan Tianzong (Li Daoyi) in the sky looked down at the magnificent temple complex below and couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, Shi Feixuan arrived with Fan Qinghui, Ning Daoqi, Liao Kong, Liao Ming, and others.

"What happened to Feixuan?"

"Please look, everyone." Ning Daoqi sensed the presence in the sky above.

“It’s the Xuantian Sect,” Shi Feixuan said happily.

"Whoosh..."

The sun rose into the sky in an instant.

Xuan Tianzong stretched out his hand, and the Moon Golden Wheel appeared instantly. The two magical treasures danced around his body, making him very happy.

"Amitabha, is that an immortal?" Liaoming asked, his hands clasped together.

Ning Daoqi's eyes shone brightly as he stared intently at the sky above.

At this moment, Xuan Tianzong slowly descended from the sky, and his otherworldly aura immediately filled Ming with admiration.

"Senior of Xuantian Sect," Shi Feixuan stepped forward and bowed.

At that moment, Xuan Tianzong landed right in front of the huge bronze statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva riding a golden lion in the square.

Xuan Tianzong ignored Shi Feixuan and instead floated in front of the bronze statue, quietly looking at it.

The group was puzzled for a moment, but then Liaoming seemed to understand something and quickly stepped forward, putting his hands together in prayer.

"This bronze statue was donated by a believer from the previous dynasty. It cost a total of 30,000 catties of copper, 30,000 catties of iron, and 1,000 catties each of gold and silver," Liao Ming introduced with a slightly boastful tone.

"Why?" Xuan Tianzong asked.

"What?" Everyone was stunned, not knowing what he meant.

"Sigh..." Xuan Tianzong sighed, then shook his head.

"Could you take me to see the He Shi Bi jade?" Xuan Tianzong turned around.

“This…” Liaoming quickly looked at his senior brother Liaokong, who nodded.

“Of course, please follow me, immortal,” Liaoming said.

Then Xuan Tianzong followed Ming and Liao Kong and left the square.

Shi Feixuan, Fan Qinghui, and Ning Daoqi did not go with them.

"Master, what's wrong with Senior?" Shi Feixuan was a little downcast because Xuan Tianzong hadn't even glanced at her since he came down.

"Perhaps she has something on her mind?" Fan Qinghui asked, puzzled.

At this moment, Ning Daoqi stared blankly at the bronze statue.

"Senior Brother Ning, what are you looking at?" Fan Qinghui asked.

"Alas, Sister Fan, Buddhism has gone too far," Ning Daoqi shook his head and sighed.

"What do you mean, senior brother?"

“That person must have been displeased by the lavish lifestyle of the Buddhist temple,” Ning Daoqi said.

“This…” Fan Qinghui was stunned.

Shi Feixuan was somewhat puzzled. What did she mean by extravagance and luxury? She had lived in an ivory tower since childhood and had never experienced the hardships of the world, so she naturally did not understand the meaning behind Ning Daoqi's words.

“Alas, I advised you long ago that the actions of the Buddhist sect would sooner or later become a source of public criticism,” Ning Daoqi continued.

“Amitabha Buddha, money is an external thing. Building temples and creating Buddha statues is to get closer to the Buddha. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that,” Fan Qinghui said with a somewhat displeased expression.

Ning Daoqi looked at the other person, shook his head, and said nothing more.

Xuan Tianzong followed the two to the Zen temple where Kong lived.

Kong walked to the Buddha statue in the courtyard and pressed a spot on the lotus pedestal below the Buddha.

The sound of a mechanism emanated from inside the Buddha statue. Then, the Buddha statue suddenly turned around and sank slightly, revealing a hidden compartment on the lotus pedestal beneath it.

A strange energy emanated from the hidden compartment, and Liao Ming reached in and took out an exquisitely beautiful box.

"Amitabha Buddha, the He Shi Bi jade is placed inside."

“I’ve been tracking Dan Chenzi these past few days. He’s been very careful, but I estimate he’s already arrived in Luoyang and joined up with the people from the Demonic Sect. They’ll probably be here soon,” Xuan Tianzong said softly.

Liaoming placed the wooden box containing the He Shi Bi jade back into the Buddha statue.

Xuan Tianzong stepped forward and gently patted the lotus platform, and a golden rune disappeared into it.

"If we are truly unable to preserve the He Shi Bi jade, I hope that I can destroy it myself," Xuan Tianzong said to the two.

"no."

Fan Qinghui and the others walked in at this moment.

“No way? This item is of great importance and must not fall into Dan Chenzi’s hands.” Xuan Tianzong said with a frown.

"Master." Shi Feixuan quickly tugged at her master's sleeve, trying to dissuade him.

Fan Qinghui walked up to the Buddha statue, put her hands together, and respectfully bowed.

"The He Shi Bi jade is related to the well-being of all people and is a token for choosing the next wise ruler. It cannot be lost."

"A wise ruler? Don't you already have an emperor?" Xuan Tianzong asked knowingly.

Fan Qinghui was speechless.

“Alright, Junior Sister Fan, now is not the time to discuss this. The Demonic Sect is about to arrive, and we should make preparations,” Ning Daoqi said.

“Okay.” Fan Qinghui nodded.

"I will stop Dan Chenzi, but are you confident in your ability to deal with the Demonic Sect?" Xuan Tianzong asked.

“With Senior Brother Ning here, the Demonic Sect is nothing to worry about,” Fan Qinghui said.

“No, I’m afraid Shi Zhixuan will appear then. He’s extremely strange. Although his cultivation is not as good as mine, I won’t be able to defeat him in a short time. Besides, I also have to be wary of other forces with ulterior motives joining in,” Ning Daoqi said.

"A powerful force? Who?" Liao Ming asked.

"The imperial court," Ning Daoqi said.

“I received news that Dugu Feng of the Dugu clan is leading 5,000 Imperial Guards to Luoyang from Daxing a long time ago, along with the army under Wang Shichong in Luoyang. This force is not small,” Ning Daoqi said slowly.

“Moreover, there is another person I think will also be there,” Ning Daoqi said, looking at Fan Qinghui.

Fan Qinghui's face immediately looked a little awkward.

"You mean Song Que will come too?"

"Well, most likely. But he might not necessarily be after the He Shi Bi jade. However, he's a martial arts fanatic, and I'm afraid he might cause trouble later," Ning Daoqi said with a wry smile.

If it really comes to that, and he has to face two grandmasters alone, then things will be troublesome.

"Sigh, if Song Que really comes, I'll talk to him!" Fan Qinghui sighed.

"I have already left my mark on this Buddha statue. If there is really no other way, I will have to destroy it. Otherwise, once the Blood Demon is released, the whole world will suffer, and no one will be spared. At that time, everything will be in vain. I hope you can understand this." Xuan Tianzong reminded him again.

This time, Fan Qinghui did not refute, but nodded.

Several days later, in a dense forest outside Luoyang, more than a dozen corpses lay on the ground, and a young man dressed as a nobleman was gently wiping his sword.

"Whoosh..."

A figure fell from the sky.

"Senior brother." The newcomer, dressed in black and with his face covered, greeted the young master with clasped hands.

"A righteous person?" the newcomer asked, looking at the corpse on the ground.

"Yes, Xu Yan, Master will be here soon."

The young master was Hou Xibai, and the newcomer was the shadow assassin Yang Xuyan.

"I rushed here as soon as I received my master's message. I heard that my master came with Grandmaster Song Que. How did they end up together?" Yang Xuyan was a little puzzled. His master had always been a loner, and Song Que had always deeply hated the Demonic Sect.

“You’re wrong. It’s not just Song Que, but also that Immortal Li.” Hou Xibai shook his head.

"Immortal Li? Could the rumors be true?" Yang Xuyan asked in surprise.

"Of course it's true, otherwise, with Master's pride, how could he possibly be with Song Que?"

"Alright, let's go into the city first. My master asked me to give a letter to Zhu Yuyan," Hou Xibai said, patting Yang Xuyan on the shoulder.

"Her? Will she be alright?" Knowing the grudge between his master and that woman, Yang Xuyan couldn't help but worry.

"They have no reason to make things difficult for me, junior. Let's go, someone's coming."

After speaking, Hou Xibai's body transformed into several phantoms and disappeared into the forest.

Yang Xuyan also disappeared without a trace.

A short while after the two disappeared, a young girl arrived with a group of people.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, the girl sighed softly.

"We're still too late."

"Miss Feixuan, we rushed here as soon as we received the distress signal. The other party must be a master of the Demonic Sect," the person beside her said.

“These people are all righteous people who came to support us. Several groups of people have been killed in the past few days.”

"Sigh, let's go back and report to Master Ming and the others!" Shi Feixuan sighed, looking at the corpse on the ground with some reluctance.

On the fifth floor of the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce, Zhu Yuyan was sitting quietly.

"Master." Wanwan's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in," Zhu Yuyan said, opening her eyes.

The girl in the pink dress walked in like an elf.

"Master, someone wants to see you. They are two senior brothers from the Flower Sect." Wanwan said, observing Zhu Yuyan's expression.

As expected, Zhu Yuyan's face immediately showed displeasure.

"Hmph, you've got guts, bringing them in."

Wanwan stuck out her little tongue and quickly left the house.

A short while later, Wanwan returned, followed by Hou Xibai and Yang Yanxu.

Upon seeing Zhu Yuyan, the two immediately knelt down.

"Hou Xibai".

"Yang Xuyan".

"Greetings, Sect Leader Zhu."

The two lowered their heads, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Why didn't he come? Why did he send you two little brats instead? Hmm?" Zhu Yuyan said coldly.

Suddenly, a powerful aura pressed down on the two of them, causing them to kneel down and lean forward.

"You...you...you are a Grandmaster."

Hou Xibai barely managed to lift his head, his face deathly pale, and looked at Zhu Yuyan in front of him, speaking with difficulty.