Besides the Tianxiang Pavilion, the Hall of Reincarnation and the other eight âTen Honoredâ sects are enemies.
Among them, the Sun of Tomorrow Sect, the Xuantian Sword Sect, and their like are the sworn enemies,
They cannot wait to kill each other when they meet!
Honestly, for important events like the Hundred Sects Gathering, demonic sects like the Hall of Reincarnation would absolutely not be invited.
But,
There are certain things you cannot avoid by simply not wanting them!
Although nobody wishes to welcome the Hall of Reincarnation to the Hundred Sects Gathering, the gathering is not their rightful place to be.
However, without the Hall of Reincarnationâs approval, the Hundred Sects Gathering absolutely cannot take place!
On this point, even the Taiyi Sect could only submit!
All devils in the world should be executed. This is the slogan upheld by all sects.
However, the Hall of Reincarnation, being such a demon, is the kind that everyone wishes to execute, but no one dares to do it openly.
Who in their right mind would dare to execute such a formidable demon!
"Sorry for the wait."
In the increasingly grim atmosphere, a ceremonial flat palanquin slowly descended from the sky.
The next moment, a figure emerged-- Chen Changâan, wearing a bronze mask and dressed in a black robe.
He glanced at the crowd, greeted everyone in a deep and hoarse voice,
Then he walked straight ahead to his designated spot, in the position belonging to the Hall of Reincarnation.
The black and white Impermanence and the four Yama stood by his side as protectors, glaring fiercely!
"What, do any of you have objections to my presence?"
"Or do you feel unwelcomed by my presence?"
Chen Changâan scanned the crowd, where some were unfamiliar faces, some familiar, and some old acquaintances.
Seeing that everyoneâs faces werenât welcoming, a smile crept onto his lips.
"Certainly not, we naturally welcome the Hall Masterâs arrival."
Before the crowd had a chance to respond, the Fragrance Master from Tianxiang Pavilion spoke up.
"Who might this esteemed gentleman be?"
Chen Changâan looked at the Fragrance Master, an unfamiliar face, unrecognizable.
"This old man is Yuan Qing, I pay my respects to the Hall Master." Yuan Qing Fragrance Master greeted Chen Changâan with a bow.
"So itâs the old Fragrance Master himself, Iâve seen you before."
Upon hearing Yuan Qing Fragrance Masterâs words, Chen Changâan instantly recognized who he was.
Yuan Qing Fragrance Master, and Yuen Qing Fragrance Master who had asked for the corpse of Daoâs Master Sword a while ago, were of the same generation.
They were from the same era, elder leaders from the Yuan generation of the Tianxiang Pavilion.
This one is older than that one, both ancient relics.
As for the reason why he acknowledged Chen Changâan, he could guess why.
It was because of the âgift of serendipityâ he gave to Yuen Qing Fragrance Master a while ago.
After exchanging a few words, they were officially introduced.
However, before Chen Changâan could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"Namo Amitabha, I am Monk Fa San, I greet Master Song."
The one to interrupt Chen Changâan was an Ancient Buddha from the Buddhist lineage.
He had a bald head and clasped hand.
A Buddhist light radiated from his entire body, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.
However, Chen Changâan didnât feel any reverence towards him.
Instead, he felt a touch of hostility.
"Venerable Master, have we met before?"
Chen Changâan looked at the Old Buddha with confusion, not understanding where the hostility came from.
He had never met this person.
"No." The old Buddha shook his head.
"It seems that the Master is angry with me." Chen Changâan bluntly asked.
"No."
The old Buddha shook his head again.
"The Buddhist lineage emphasizes the Law of Cause and Effect. The Masterâs problem with me is not one of anger, but cause and effect."
"Oh? Cause and effect?"
"May I ask what is the cause and what is the effect?"
Upon hearing the Old Buddhaâs words, the corner of Chen Changâanâs mouth turned slightly upwards.
"Namo Amitabha, Master Song. The cause is the cause as it is, the effect is the effect as it is." Fa San said slowly:
"Some time ago, I heard that Master Song, even though you are from the Demon Path, you also possess the Buddhist Law."
"All the Buddhist monks in the world are one family, under the Buddhaâs discipleship."
"I see that the donor also has the intent of leaning towards my Buddha, so I would like to kindly ask the donor not to withhold instruction, and to engage in a theological debate with me."
Chen Changâan said:
"A Debate?"
"Of course, we can do that."
"But before that, may I ask which sect you belong to and who is Fami to you?"
Fa San slightly bowed to Chen Changâan and replied:
"I come from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect."
"Fa Mi is my junior."
"Oh, now I understand."
Upon hearing this, Chen Changâan laughed.
"I just donât know how the master would like to conduct this debate?"
Now, he knew why this old Buddha came to find him.
It turns out that it was a challenge!
Chen Changâan guessed Fa Sanâs intention not because of anything else, but it was the term âFa Miâ mentioned in their conversation.
The âFa Miâ mentioned in their conversation was a Buddhaâs statue.
And he is a newly promoted Great Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, highly respected.
A few years ago when Chen Changâan first became Emperor Song, besides being challenged by Sword Master Dao A from the Xuantian Sword Sect, another person also challenged him not long after.
That person was none other than this new Great Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, the Great Buddha Fami.
Chen Changâanâs life principle has always been simple, which is to take life and death lightly, and to fight if he doesnât accept.
If someone challenges him, then he will fight!
So, as expected.
On a sunny morning, he found Fami and then fought a battle at a place called Wanqiu Valley.
In that battle, the two fought for three days and nights.
Finally, he used Divine Skills like Six Daos of Reincarnation to severely bring down this mighty Buddhaâs state of attainment.
Making him fall from the status of Great Buddha, he has been struggling in the seventh state of Buddha ever since.
That battle was remembered by City God and others as the "Battle of the Emperor Songâs Conferment of Gods"!
Since that battle, no one dared to provoke Chen Changâan anymore.
Now that Master Fa San is here, heâs probably here for this matter.
But Chen Changâan is not worried about that at all.
He will confront soldiers with soldiers and cover water with earth.
If they dare to come, then they are ready to face the consequences!
Fighting the small ones to fight the big ones, this kind of routine, he is just too familiar.
"Namo Amitabha."
Seeing Chen Changâan agreeing, the old Buddha again put his hands together and made a Buddhist salutation, saying:
"I heard that the donor is best at benevolence and cause and effect in my Buddhism, so we can just have a debate on these two dharma."
"I wonder what the donor thinks."
"Of course we can!"
Chen Changâan was also amused.
A Buddhaâs statue actually wants to debate Buddhist doctrines with him, who is not even a Buddhist. Isnât this bullying?
However, Chen Changâan has always been someone whoâs not afraid of trouble.
He waved his robe, saying:
"Since the master wants to do so, I will accompany the master in a theological debate today!"
"Just that, I need to make one thing clear first."
"During the debate, there may be some unintentional harm."
"If the master gets hurt then, donât blame it on me."
"To prevent a large group of people who do not know anything about life or death from causing me trouble later."
Saying this, Chen Changâanâs tone paused.
Then, he said in a tone that seemed both humorous and serious:
"Itâs not that Iâm afraid of trouble, itâs just that over these years, Iâve become more peaceful and somewhat resistant to killing."
"I hope the master doesnât make me break my killing precepts, which would not be good."
Hearing this, Fa San laughed:
"Amitabha, donât worry, donor, I assure you, such a thing will not happen."
"Then Iâm ready to risk my life to keep you company today."
Seeing this, Chen Changâan said no more.
Instead, he stood up and flew straight into the mid-air.
If you want to fight, then fight!
Here, is the battlefield!