If one turns a deaf ear to this kind of greeting that directly calls out the name of the sect, enters the teleportation array and ignores the other party, then one will really be making enemies. Moreover, the feud is not between oneself and Fashen Temple, but between Qinglian Sect and Fashen Temple. Even if Qinglian Sect knows about this, they may complain in their hearts without saying anything.
Xu Feng turned around helplessly, bowed to the monk who was running towards him, and said, "I am Xu Feng, the Grand Elder of the Qinglian Sect, and I greet Master Haiwu!"
Hai Wu was relieved when he saw Xu Feng stop. Before he could say anything, Xu Feng pointed at the teleportation array and said, "Master, I have paid the spirit stones. If we delay too long, I'm afraid it won't be appropriate!"
Originally, Fashen Temple was in the wrong in this matter. Xu Feng had paid them spirit stones, so in a sense he was also a customer of Fashen Temple. Now that he had stopped Xu Feng and delayed the other party's transmission, Fashen Temple was in the wrong.
Hai Wu was able to become an emperor-level expert, so his IQ and EQ were naturally high. He was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed and said, "Elder Xu is a distinguished guest of the Dharmakaya Temple. How can you charge him for using the teleportation array? Wu Xin, why don't you return the money to Elder Xu?"
Hai Wu's last words were addressed to the monk at the peak of the King level who was guarding the teleportation array. After hearing this, the monk, whose Buddhist name was Wu Xin, clasped his hands together, bowed to Hai Wu and said, "As you command, Uncle Master!"
After that, Monk Wuxin took out a high-quality spiritual stone from his bosom, handed it back to Xu Feng, bowed and apologized, "Elder Xu, I didn't know you were a distinguished guest of Fashen Temple, please forgive me!"
Xu Feng took the spirit stone and waved to Wu Xin;
"Master Haiwu, I wonder why you are stopping me?" Xu Feng glanced at the teleportation array. The opening time of the teleportation array had arrived and it was slowly closing. He couldn't help but frown.
"Elder Xu is also going to the Sea of Dead Souls to compete for the tender shoots of the Hongmeng Tree, right?" A smile appeared on Hai Wu's face, and his expression was solemn. Only then did he show the image of a great monk.
Xu Feng nodded. There was nothing to hide about this kind of thing, and said, "That's right!"
Hai Wu suddenly laughed and said, "In fact, the Dharmakaya Temple has built a secret teleportation array on that small island. Once the small island emerges from the void, the Dharmakaya Temple will know it and use the teleportation array to teleport directly to the small island!"
"What? The Dharmakaya Temple actually built a teleportation array on that small island?" A look of surprise emerged on Xu Feng's face, but he changed his mind and realized that the territory of the Dharmakaya Temple included a part of the Sea of Dead Souls. In the Baimai Immortal Sect, no one could compare to the Dharmakaya Temple in terms of familiarity with the Sea of Dead Souls. The small island where the Hongmeng Tree grew did not appear recently, but appeared once every hundred years. It was not surprising that the Dharmakaya Temple, which was close to the water, could build a secret teleportation array on that small island!
"Master, if you have anything to say, just speak frankly. Since you are telling me such a secret, I'm sure you are not doing it to tease me, right?" Xu Feng sighed and said, "Just state any conditions you have."
"Haha, my junior brother Hai Jie was hit by Elder Xu's palm before. He was seriously injured and in critical condition..." Monk Hai Wu's face showed a trace of sadness, and he sighed in a low voice: "I really can't bear to see my junior brother die like this, I would like to ask Elder Xu to rescue him!"
"Don't worry, Elder Xu. Once the island appears, you can use the secret teleportation array of the Dharmakaya Temple to go to the island as soon as possible and seize the initiative!" Monk Haiwu whispered.
Monk Haijie was seriously injured. Xu Feng was naturally very clear in his mind that, not to mention the calamity force that was regarded as poisonous and evil to cultivators, even if it was just the Dao injury that contained the laws of the three thousand great ways, it was definitely not something that an ordinary emperor-level strong man could withstand.
"In that case, I will accompany you to see Master Haijie." Xu Feng said helplessly.
"Thank you very much, benefactor, for your kindness!" Monk Hai Wu was overjoyed and quickly bowed to Xu Feng and said, "Donor, you saved my junior brother, so the Fashen Temple will naturally give you a generous gift!"
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The Fashen Temple was less than 300 kilometers away from the Buddha Treasure City. It was built on a huge snow mountain. Half a day later, Xu Feng arrived in front of the snow mountain and followed Hai Wu up the steps. He couldn't help but frown. Most of the sects of the Baimai Xianzong were built in places full of spiritual energy, just like the Baimai Xianzong Hall. However, the snow mountain land where the Fashen Temple was built seemed very barren. The spiritual power was not even as good as that around the Buddha Treasure City. It seemed that it was not built on a spiritual vein.
"The cultivation method practiced in the Fashen Temple does not require much spiritual power. It only benefits one's own body and does not seek external objects!" Hai Wu seemed to see Xu Feng's confusion and explained softly.
Xu Feng nodded and said nothing. Soon, the two entered the Dharmakaya Temple. Along the way, Xu Feng discovered that almost all the monks he met were king-level powerhouses. He even met a few emperor-level powerhouses. Like Hai Jie, they were all emperor-level powerhouses that Xu Feng had never seen before. "It is indeed worthy of being the ninth-ranked Dharmakaya Temple. The hidden heritage here is really profound!" Xu Feng sighed in his heart.
There were only nine emperor-level powerhouses revealed by Fashen Temple in the Baimai Xianzong ranking competition, but now it seems that the number of people Xu Feng saw alone, plus those who participated in the ranking competition, has exceeded twenty. As for how many more are hidden in Fashen Temple, outsiders except Fashen Temple cannot know.
Soon, Hai Wu led Xu Feng to a Zen temple. When they pushed open one of the thatched huts, they saw Monk Hai Jie lying on a wooden bed with dark air lingering on his face. He had his eyes closed and looked extremely painful.
At this time, beside the wooden bed, sat an old man with white hair and beard. This old man was actually also a peak emperor-level warrior, but there was no murderous aura on him. Instead, there was a refreshing scent of spiritual herbs that made people feel relaxed and happy.
“It’s difficult, difficult, difficult!” The old man sighed softly, “There are trillions of practitioners in the upper realms. There are always people who are better than you. I didn’t expect that there are actually people who can control the power of calamity and practice!”
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After saying that, the old man turned his head and looked towards Xu Feng, and said softly: "The power of the calamity is unknown, my friend, you must be very careful when practicing this way!"
Xu Feng nodded without saying anything. The old man in front of him might be much older than him, but the upper realm judged people by their strength and realm. The old man was only at the peak of the emperor level, and Xu Feng was only at the initial level of the emperor level. But in fact, they were both emperor-level warriors, and they could have an equal dialogue no matter when and where.
Walking to Haijie's bed, Xu Feng's lips curled up into a smile. At this time, the calamity power had not only infected his body, but even his Dharma body was almost mutated. What's more, Haijie was unable to suppress the palm print on his chest. If the old man sitting next to him had not taken action, Haijie would probably have died in half a day.
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(End of this chapter)