Chapter 2527

On the spiritual sense screen below, there was a long silence in the Wood Immortal Hermitage, and the atmosphere had condensed to the freezing point.

Originally it was a scene of harmony, but now everyone was holding back their anger and not speaking.

A gust of wind blew, and the wooden windows of the temple swayed, and in that wind, a faint floral scent drifted over.

Master Eighteen rolled his eyes a few times and looked at Tang Sanzang, who was still stiff-faced and sitting there with a rigid body.

Master Eighteen suddenly said, "Ah, let's not talk about this anymore."

"The Buddhist and Daoist families have existed for thousands of years, and since ancient times, there has been no conclusion. Why must we insist on distinguishing which is higher?"

When Master Eighteen said this, he looked at Master Lingkong and gave him a wink.

Master Lingkong also immediately said, "That's right, that's right, let's not talk about this; talking about this is so boring."