Regal Guard of Dragon

The Patriarch of Ji Family nodded, and then reminded: "However, you shouldn't underestimate your opponent. That young man called Chen Feng sure has some ability in killing Jing Family successors."    

"In addition, this time, other than you, the Heavenly Mountain Sword Sect, Buddhist Sect in the Western Regions, and Wang Yidao's successors should all be born to compete for the global Martial Arts Competition's participation spot."    

"Grandfather, don't worry. I'm determined to win the global quota for Martial Arts Competition!" Ji Yun sneered, his smile full of confidence, "Other than that, I will make Ji Family martial arts shine brilliantly in the entire world's Martial Arts Competition!"    

… ….    

Nansa is a Buddhist temple city, is one of the Buddhist holy land in China and the world, has the world-famous Budala Palace.    

The South Sa Buddha Sect is a Tibetan Buddhism sect and is known as the Northern Buddha Sect. It is also known as the Buddhism Sect along with the Han Buddhism Sect and the Southern Buddha Sect. It belongs to the Mahai-Buddhist Sect and takes the Secret Buddhist Sect as its main feature.    

At noon, on an unknown hill a hundred kilometers from Nansha, a shaven youth in a black cassock, under the sun, gathered a pile of dry firewood and prepared to light a fire.    

Two hours ago, with a stone in his hand, he killed five flying beasts with a flick of his finger. Afterwards, he stripped himself of his fur and cleaned up. He was prepared to come for a barbeque meal.    

"Sanjie, you broke the ring again."    

A moment later, just as the youth was lighting a fire and was about to roast the bird, a middle-aged monk came walking over with a dark face, "Not only do you kill wantonly, but you also break a meat ring."    

"Monk, you're here again. I've already said it many times, if you don't like me, then expel me from the Buddhist Sect right now. I just happen to be enjoying the food and taste of women. " Hearing the words of the middle-aged monk and seeing the middle-aged monk walk over, the youth curled his lips and placed a few dressed birds on top of the fire, "Let me tell you this, back then I was tricked by you guys into entering the Buddhist Sect, I was really regretful about it. Typically once I entered the Buddhist Sect, I am as deep as the sea, I want to get out of this predicament as soon as possible."    

"—"    

The middle-aged monk's face became even darker. The corners of his eyes were twitching and his mouth was twitching. He wanted to slap the young man to death.    

In fact, in the past few years, he had thought of kicking the youth out of the Buddhist Sect countless times, thought of slapping the youth to death countless times, but he held himself back in the end.    

This was because the youth was the patriarch of the Buddhist Sect in the Western Regions, the disciple personally appointed by the master known as the Saint Master. In the words of the Saint Master, the youth did not have outstanding talent in martial arts.    

The middle-aged monk had nothing to say about this young man's amazing talent in martial arts — this young man had an extremely high comprehension in martial arts. He had already stepped into the Early Period of Converting Force Stage Domain when he was just a little over twenty-eight years old.    

Moreover, the young man did not put in hard work in martial arts.    

Yes, this guy was like someone who had fished for three days and completely depended on his mood. In his words, since he was a Buddhist descendant, he wanted Buddhist cultivation!    

If not for this, with the young man's talent, if he worked hard, he would at least be able to step into the Middle Period of Converting Force Stage and sweep away all the martial practitioners of the same generation!    

As for the young man having the Wisdom Root …    

He really could not imagine how a guy who never chanted or even read scriptures could be related to Hui Gen.    

Besides, young people have been killing people, meat and wine since they were young.    

If not for the desolation of this place and the fact that he could not even see a hen within a hundred miles, he would have suspected that the youth would have broken his perverted ring.    

The middle-aged monk had gone to the western region to find the buddhist master more than once for responses to the youth's misdeeds, but it was to no avail.    

To put it in the words of a Saint Master, Buddha was not on the outside, but in the heart.    

The middle-aged monk didn't understand and couldn't refute, so he could only suppress the question in his heart. Finally, he gave the youth the title of Sanjie, hoping that the youth could turn back to the right path and truly convert to Buddhism.    

However, from the looks of it, not only was Sanjie unable to do it, the young man was even going to break the Fourth Ring!    

"Bang!" The middle-aged monk was flustered and exasperated. Without a second word, his figure flashed and appeared in front of the young man. He kicked over the fire rack in front of the young man.    

"Monk, you've gone too far!" The young man called Sanjie was very unhappy. The middle-aged monk only glared at the young man with a darkened face, considering whether he should teach the young man a lesson.    

"Hmph, just you wait, wait until I break through the Middle Period of Converting Force Stage, then we'll settle our debts. If I don't beat you until you cry and scream, then consider it my loss!"    

The young man could tell that the middle-aged monk was about to make a move, but he was not afraid. He had already been beaten up many times, so he didn't mind getting beaten up a little more.    

"On the other hand, I am looking forward to the day that will come soon. Merely, will you be able to break through?" The middle-aged monk said in disdain.    

"Great monk, you don't have to provoke me. What should come will eventually come back. Sooner or later, there will be a problem." Sanjie twitched his mouth, with a look of "you little rascal don't think you can hide your intentions from me".    

"Do you think you're powerful? Or are you proud of your insignificant martial arts achievements? Alright, this time, I will broaden your horizons and let you know that there is always someone stronger than you!" The middle-aged monk said angrily.    

"Monk, don't tell me you want me to compete with that Buddhist descendant in India again? "No, I won't go even if I'm beaten to death. I'll just practice martial arts, what kind of fight is that!" Sanjie was on his guard. Previously, in order to make Sanjie angry, the Buddhist Sect in the Western Regions contacted the descendants of the Buddhist Sect in India to have a martial competition. However, not long after the competition began, Sanjie had no morals to surrender, making the Buddhist Sect in the Western Regions lose a lot of face.    

"Saint Master told me to bring you to Yanjing to participate in the global competition for the right to enter Martial Arts Competition." The middle-aged monk said in a deep voice: "Other than you, the disciples of the Heavenly Mountain Sword Sect, Ji Family and Saber King Wang Yidao will also be participating."    

"Go to the Yanjing? Okay, okay, when do we leave? Now? " Sanjie was overjoyed, his eyes lit up, and he didn't mention a word about Martial Arts Competition.    

What does that have to do with him?    

He only cared about going to the Yanjing!    

He had wanted to go to the real world for a long time, but he had always been stuck in this godforsaken place and had no freedom at all.    

"—"    

The middle-aged monk was speechless, and his face was filled with a look of disappointment.    

This was because he knew that Sanjie had no interest at all in entering the global Martial Arts Competition and only wanted to experience the playworld!    

… ….    

At the same time.    

In a primitive forest in the southwest.    

"Puff …"    

Following a flash of white light, a black bear's head was cleaved into two. Fresh blood sprayed out like a rain of blood.    

A youth with his upper body naked was bathed in the bloody rain. His entire body was dyed red by the black bear's blood, but the treasured blade in his hand was shining with a white light. There was not a single trace of blood.    

Killing people without getting blood on them.    

The treasured blade in his hand was called Xuanyuan Dao, it was a treasured blade passed down through the generations of Wang Family!    

His name was Chu Hee, the carefully chosen successor of the previous generation in Wang Family, Wang Yidao!