Chapter 1 Who is Praising Me Again?

Lu Changsheng was silent.

He fell into deep thought.

Who was praising him again?

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!"

Just then, Liu Qingfeng rushed over, his face beaming.

In an instant, Lu Changsheng suddenly understood.

"Qingfeng! Did you spread some words outside again?"

Lu Changsheng looked at Liu Qingfeng.

The latter shook his head instantly and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, do you think Junior Brother is the kind of person who is garrulous?"

Liu Qingfeng denied it with a serious face.

However, the more Liu Qingfeng acted like this, the more Lu Changsheng felt that this guy was definitely saying something outside.

But now he couldn't blame Liu Qingfeng, otherwise, wouldn't it seem that he was timid before the battle?

Rubbing his temples, Lu Changsheng felt a little anxious.

Actually, losing wasn't shameful, but the problem was that this Dao-Buddha dispute had too much impact. If he lost, the entire Daoist sect would lose face.

Invisibly, he was carrying a huge burden.

Taking a deep breath.

For some reason, Lu Changsheng calmed down a lot.

Perhaps, this was the state of mind of a dying person.

"Eldest Senior Brother? Are you afraid?"

Liu Qingfeng asked, as if he had noticed something.

"Do you think Senior Brother is afraid?"

Lu Changsheng picked up a cup of tea, looking very calm. Since it was a foregone conclusion, there was nothing to be afraid of.

After all, it was death anyway, so he might as well relax.

It was like being bitten by a poisonous snake. Instead of struggling in pain, it was better to find a shady place to avoid offending others.

"Of course not. Senior Brother is a celestial being descended to earth. What is a mere Dharma master? Junior Brother congratulates Senior Brother in advance for winning glory for our Daoist sect."

Liu Qingfeng instantly showed joy.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed, feeling that he had underestimated Lu Changsheng.

"Then Junior Brother won't disturb Senior Brother's quiet cultivation here."

After Liu Qingfeng kowtowed, he left the hall.

Soon, only Lu Changsheng was left in the hall.

"Should I take out the *Dao De Jing* then?"

After Liu Qingfeng left, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but think to himself.

During the previous Great Luo Ceremony, he uttered so many classic quotes, which attracted celestial phenomena. Although he realized it later, Lu Changsheng also realized it.

Some of the things he learned on Earth could also shine in this world.

For example, the *Dao De Jing*, which belonged to the supreme scripture of Taoism in his previous life, but Earth had not embarked on the path of cultivation, so the *Dao De Jing* did not have a huge impact.

But this world was different.

It was a world of immortals and heroes, and the path of cultivating immortals was magnificent.

The *Dao De Jing* should be able to shine brightly in this world, and more importantly, whatever he did would attract celestial phenomena.

Reciting the *Dao De Jing* would naturally attract celestial phenomena.

At that time, even if he lost after some coaxing, it wouldn't be too bad, right?

This was Lu Changsheng's idea.

But Lu Changsheng believed even more that if he really recited the *Dao De Jing*, he would definitely not lose. This was a supreme Daoist scripture.

It was naturally extraordinary.

The only worry was, would reciting such scriptures cause other unknown consequences?

After thinking about it, Lu Changsheng shook his head. He would take it one step at a time. When the day came, if it really didn't work, he would take out the *Dao De Jing*.

If the *Dao De Jing* was too powerful, then he would use the *Huang Ting Jing*. If the *Huang Ting Jing* didn't work, then he would use the *Nanhua Zhen Jing*, *Yu Huang Jing*, and *Chong Xu Zhen Jing*.

Lu Changsheng didn't believe that so many scriptures couldn't beat a Dharma master.

At this time.

Great Luo Palace.

Liu Qingfeng came to the hall.

The Great Luo high-level officials gathered here.

"Greetings to the Sect Leader, greetings to all uncles."

Liu Qingfeng was very honest, looking harmless and extremely handsome.

"You may rise. You went to find Changsheng just now. Did you find out any news?"

Qingyun Daoist asked.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, just now this disciple went to the main peak to ask Senior Brother's opinion on Dharma Master Xuanxin, and even boldly asked if Senior Brother was afraid of Dharma Master Xuanxin."

"However, Senior Brother looked at Junior Brother with incomparable confidence, and only said one sentence, 'Do you think Senior Brother is afraid?'"

"This disciple thinks that Eldest Senior Brother is a celestial being descended to earth, a peerless genius in the world of cultivating immortals. The Buddhist sect has produced a Xuanxin, but my Daoist sect has also produced a Changsheng Senior Brother. Our Daoist sect will definitely win this battle."

Liu Qingfeng rarely spread rumors.

He told the truth.

His voice fell.

Immediately, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since that's the case, then that's good. Go back and cultivate hard. Remember, during this period, don't let anyone disturb your Eldest Senior Brother's cultivation, lest something goes wrong at a critical moment, do you understand?"

Sect Leader Qingyun said.

Liu Qingfeng nodded heavily, and then exited the hall.

Soon, the Great Luo Palace appeared extremely solemn.

The usual laughter and scolding disappeared, replaced by a cold solemnity.

"This time, the Buddhist sect has made up its mind to let Xuanxin come to Central Continent to promote Buddhism and debate the Dharma with the Daoist sects of the world, in order to promote Buddhism in our Central Continent. Although we have Changsheng, nothing is absolute. If Changsheng loses, what should we do?"

Sect Leader Qingyun spoke, extremely serious.

"Nephew Changsheng will not lose."

An elder spoke, establishing confidence in one sentence.

"Yes, Changsheng will not lose."

"That's right, Changsheng will not lose."

"I have seen countless people. Changsheng is too extraordinary. Not to mention Xuanxin, even if a Buddhist monk comes, he can't compare to Changsheng."

For some reason, the Great Luo high-level officials unanimously believed that Lu Changsheng could win. This confidence seemed inexplicable, but in fact it was because Lu Changsheng's appearance was too good.

"I also believe that Changsheng will not lose, but what if he loses?"

Sect Leader Qingyun looked at everyone and said.

At this statement, everyone was silent.

After a short while, someone answered.

"If we really lose, even if it means losing face, we cannot let the Buddhist sect promote Buddhism in our Central Continent."

"Yes, this battle can never be reversed by a mere Xuanxin. If we lose, we lose. Even if we are scolded by the world, we will never allow the Buddhist sect to invade."

"Our Daoist sect cultivates the supreme heart, while the Buddhist sect cultivates the rewards of the afterlife. If the Buddhist sect enters our Central Continent, it will only take less than a thousand years to gain a foothold in our Central Continent. This is absolutely impossible."

Everyone's attitude was very firm.

From any angle, they did not want the Buddhist sect to appear in Central Continent.

"Since that's the case, then all of you brothers, prepare for a bloody battle. Once Changsheng is defeated, Central Continent will be completely changed. The Buddhist sect's attitude is firm, but I have also discussed with other Holy Lords, and our ideas are all the same."

"If we lose, prepare to welcome a bloody battle. If we win, everything is easy to say."

Sect Leader Qingyun said earnestly.

"We respectfully obey the Sect Leader's decree."

Everyone stood up together, without fear or retreat.

And so.

Time passed little by little.

Three days later, the Taichu Holy Land was defeated.

Five days later, the Yin-Yang Holy Land was defeated.

Six days later, the Linglong Holy Land was defeated.

Finally, time came to the seventh day, at midnight.