"That so?" Xiao Hua nodded and did not ask further. Then, with interest, he smiled. "Second Senior Brother, you did not come to pry into this little brother's Buddhist Sect cultivation techniques, did you?"
"Hehe, do not think too highly of Buddhist Sect techniques either!" Zhang Qingxiao looked around, casually found a spot, and sat down cross-legged opposite Xiao Hua. "I already said that the Buddhist Sect and demonic cultivators restrain each other. The Buddhist Sect may hold a slight advantage, but in the end, it depends on whose cultivation is higher! If the Buddhist Sect had truly been so formidable, how could it have been exterminated by the Daoist Sect?"
Hearing this, a thought flashed through Xiao Hua's mind. He smiled and said, "Then does Second Senior Brother know why the Buddhist Sect perished? And what lies within the Buddhist Sect ruins?"
Zhang Qingxiao shook his head. "I did not care much about such matters, so I do not know! The Buddhist Sect vanished long ago, and much evidence has disappeared with it. Perhaps only sects with ancient inheritances retain some records of the reasons! Oh, and let me warn you! It is best not to visit the Buddhist Sect ruins! If you fall into certain people's sights, they will discover your Buddhist cultivation, and your life will be hard to preserve! Then the entire Daoist Sect of Xiaoyu Continent will hunt you down. Even if I expanded the Heavenly Demon Sect tenfold, I still could not save you!"
Xiao Hua nodded with a smile. "Rest assured, this little brother knows his limits!"
"Mm!" Zhang Qingxiao nodded. Then he stared straight at Xiao Hua for the time it took to drink a cup of tea, until Xiao Hua's scalp began to prickle.
"Actually, I came this time to ask