Invincible Teacher's
Chapter 66: The Great Meditation of Dharani

The young man said with a smile, "Why did you run away?"

Little Yuan'er was about to reply, but when he suddenly remembered that he could not expose himself, he swallowed the words hanging on the tip of his tongue.

When the young man saw Little Yuan'er hesitating, he continued to say with a smile, “I've been observing you all night, you can't fool me. Little girl, you are of the Divine Court realm. The old man's body is healthy. Its cultivation base was at the middle stage of the natural Sense Condensation.” He gestured with his hand as he said, “But that's not the point. Returning to our topic, the second person to cultivate the sword to the second stage from behind was Yu Shangrong, the second head demon of the Evil Sky Pavilion.

"Who's the third?"

"The third man looked far away but was actually very close."

"You're a sword enthusiast, Chen Wenjie?" Lu Zhou asked, puzzled.

“No, no.. Chen Wenjie is obsessed with swordplay, but he does not like swords. I'm different. I love swords, and I also love swordplay. Someone like him will die a terrible death sooner or later, ” said the young man.

As soon as Lu Zhou heard this, he knew who the young man was. He stroked his beard as he said, "The one who loves swords gets to the bone, Jiang Aijian!"

Jiang Aijian had changed his name to reflect his deep love for swords. He was definitely the only person in the cultivation world to do so. His pursuit of the sword was almost an obsession. He was also a true unruly cultivator. He was adapted to survive on the dangerous path of the cultivation world. His skills were clearly high based on how he managed to escape from the elite that killed Zhuo Ping. He had two obsessions; one was his love of swords, and second, was to avoid trouble. The second obsession plays a big part in keeping him, someone who remains neutral, alive for years.

"You are exaggerating," Jiang Aijian said with a smile.

Lu Zhou raised his head slightly as Unnamed appeared in his hand. It was short and beautiful.

Jiang Aijian looked dumbfounded. His eyes widened as he looked at her. That's really beautiful. The length and design of the blade is what he likes. His voice contained a hint of excitement as he said, "Old master ..."

Lu Zhou waved his hand, and Unnamed disappeared. He said emotionlessly, "If you want to live, you better not covet this sword."

dong! dong! dong!

At this moment, the sound of bells could be heard from the holy altar.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

The holy altar is where the great ceremonies of the True Way and the Evil Way are celebrated. Why are there Buddhist bells?

Jiang Aijian exclaimed in shock, “Old Master, the holy altar is filled with strange people! The cultivators of the Noble and Evil Paths were gathered there so it was a very dangerous place. I suggest you refrain from going there. I heard that the Holy Princess they chose this time was the fifth villain of the Evil Sky Pavilion of Golden Court Mountain. ” He laughed as he continued to say, “What an ironic thing! A demon is chosen as the Holy Princess. ”

Lu Zhou ignored him.

Jiang Aijian spoke again, “However, if you really plan to go and get yourself killed, I will be able to get your sword, Old Master. At that time, I'll collect your corpse and bury you in the precious ground where the elements are aligned.”

As soon as Jiang Aijian finished speaking, Little Yuan lost his temper. "Let me deal with him!" Its body was as light as a swallow, and its majesty could rival heaven. His ferocious Primal Qi instantly exploded.

Jiang Aijian fended off the incoming waves of energy as he retreated. He was made silent for a moment. "What a passionate young girl ... You don't seem like an ordinary Divine Court Realm cultivator."

Little yuan sneered. "I'm going to hit you so hard that you're going to pull your teeth off the ground ..."

"Little girl, don't make me use my sword." Jiang Aijian retreated again.

dong! dong!

The bells chimed again from the holy altar. It was clanging with increased urgency.

Lu Zhou glanced at Jiang Aijin indifferently. 'He was just a mischievous cultivator who liked swords... There was no need to throw out the item card for him.' He gestured to Little Yuan'er as he said, "Yuan'er, we go!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded from the nearby forest.

The giant mountain, Bi An, ran towards them. His roar made the animals in the forest scared to run. The Beast King's aura gave a goosebump.

Jiang Aijian was startled by the sight of that legendary mountain. He quickly pulled his hand back and did a flip before he landed on the tip of his toe. He moved backwards at lightning speed, dodging Little Yuan'er's attack. "So, you're an elite ..."

Those with legendary mounts were undoubtedly elites whose names alone would shock the masses. Old Master might have a weak cultivation base, but it was clear that his background was not as simple as it seemed.

Although Jiang Aijian liked swords, he loved his life more. He cupped his fists as he floated in the air. "Old Master ... The holy altar is a dangerous place ... Why don't you just go somewhere else?"

Bi An showed off his fangs.

Little Yuan'er glanced at Jiang Aijian and sneered before he jumped at Bi An as well.

Jiang Aijian could only see as the two sped towards the holy altar. He stroked his chin, deep in thought. 'Should I pursue? What if I meet that old criminal?” He's in a dilemma. He pondered over the matter for quite some time before finally making a decision. “I will not involve myself in their quarrels. Is correct. That's what I'm gonna do. I'll only collect his body when he's dead. ” Then, he followed the two from afar.

…

dong! dong! dong!

The holy altar.

The huge flying carriage of the Great Void Temple floated in the air as dozens of monks chanted silk with their palms united. Their singing voice resounded in the air.

Lu Zhou and Little Yuan'er were still far away, and the chant sounded like a mosquito buzz in their ears. They did not go to the monks, instead, they landed someone near the holy altar.

The building on the holy altar occupied a vast space. The terrace at the base forms a circle around the area with 48 doors. The square stretches several miles in all directions. Ordinary people were not allowed to be around him for no legitimate reason.

When Lu Zhou set foot on the holy altar, the clanking of bells became agitated.

That's vexing.

Lu Zhou raised his hand slightly. “Dharani Great Meditation of Buddhists.”

"What is a group of monks doing here?" Little Yuan'er muttered softly.

The meditation of Agung Dharani has a powerful and frightening effect on the enemy. This is achieved by communal singing of sutras. Only the bald donkey from the Great Void Temple could do this.

“Stay calm and wait. The Great Meditation Dharani can only be recited five times in a row.” Lu Zhou stood still while looking at the carriage flying in the air. This might prove to be a good thing.

The Great Meditation Dharani could intimidate most cultivators. This solved Lu Zhou's worry about his Deadly Attack Card being unable to hit multiple targets at once. However, he was really curious as to why the Great Void Temple would appear here when they would normally not concern themselves with the affairs of the secular world?

The bell rings once again.

The Great Meditation Dharani sounded as if a colony of flies was having a party.

Lu Zhou shook his head helplessly. He wondered if anyone would be happy to listen to the Great Meditation Dharani?

After a while, the buzz of the Great Meditation Dharani finally subsided.

The holy altar plunged into a deadly silence.

"Let's go," Lu Zhou said as he and Little Yuan'er walked to the center of the holy altar.

Even as they approached the square, it seemed like no one was paying attention to them. They managed to blend in with the crowd.

Little Yuan'er pointed to the flying carriage nearby and said, "There's a flying carriage from the Fiend Temple!"

Other than the Fiend Temple, there were also flags from the True Sect and Clarity Sect around the holy altar square.

As expected, the cultivators of the Noble Path and the Evil Path around both had sour expressions on their faces. They were practically panting as they looked up.

Lu Zhou swept his gaze to the holy altar. With the Eye of Truth, everyone looked like enemies. He did not dare to think of what would happen to him if his identity was exposed. Three Perfect Cards and Three Deadly Attack Cards were more than enough for him to escape with his life intact, but it would be difficult for him to take Zhao Yue away.

At this moment, a monk emerged from the carriage flying above the holy altar and descended slowly. His palm fused, and his gauze glittered with gold.

Someone shouted in surprise, "Kong Xuan from the Great Void Temple?"

As Kong Xuan slowly descended, he projected his voice, “The Monarch has decided that the Holy Daughter of the current grand ceremony, Zhao Yue, will be taken away by the Great Void Temple. I ask for your understanding and forgiveness, dear benefactors.”

A long-robed man pointed towards Kong Xuan as he said furiously, “Bald donkey! How can we let you take the Holy Princess away just because you want her to? What are you taking our True Sect for? ”