In just two days, Yu Linghe and his brothers had already arrived at the Foshan Temple agreed by the Buddhist son. ([[[(?(??

Before they approached Foshan Temple, everyone could sense a solemn atmosphere everywhere. It was a solemn atmosphere, just like a pilgrimage in religion, which made people unfreely yearn for it and had goose bumps.

Yu Linghe and his brother were a little surprised at first, but then they realized that this should be the result of the arrival of the Buddhist son.

Before this, they had visited various holy places of the Buddhist sect. But no matter how extraordinary the power the strong people in the Buddhist sect possess, their place of cultivation is far less exaggerated than today.

However, the Buddha's son is a disciple of the Buddha, and now the Buddha's Nansi Buddha is the most admired existence like a god in the minds of all Buddhist strong men in the Nansi Domain.

And to a certain extent, his disciples also represent this unparalleled powerful man.

Therefore, when the Buddha's son appeared here, it immediately played an extremely mysterious role, and even closely linked the hearts of many monks, causing such a strange aura to spread.

Of course, if it were other regions in the five realms of the human race, let alone the Buddha's son, even if the Buddha came in person, he would not have thought of such an incredible effect.

The siblings looked at each other, and their eyes were extremely solemn.

For Buddhist practitioners, they definitely take advantage of martial arts competitions in such places, but Yu Ziyuan and his brother did not refuse.

"Amitabha."

A loud Buddhist chant sounded from the temple, and then several old monks walked out of the temple one after another.

When he saw them, let alone Yu Ziyuan was moved by them, even Yu Linghe could no longer maintain a normal mind.

Because these more than ten old monks actually have the cultivation level of the Rongxuan realm.

Although this is the first time Yu Linghe and his brothers visit Foshan Temple, they are definitely not blind and know nothing about Foshan Temple.

According to the information mastered by Hong Mo, there are four Rongxuan strong men in Foshan Temple. Although there is one less number than Wujing Sect, the cultivation level of these four people is not simple, and three of them have cultivation level close to the peak of Rongxuan.

It is precisely because of this that in Yu Linghe's plan, these three top powerhouses will not visit until now.

If it were before March, Yu Linghe would not think that Yu Ziyuan would be able to defeat the powerful people of Foshan Temple.

However, after coming here today, they actually met more than ten strong Rongxuan people in Foshan Temple, which is not normal.

"Haha, I wonder what the masters call you? I came to Foshan Temple together, was it because of my siblings?" Yu Linghe asked with a smile on his face.

An old monk saluted solemnly and said, "My old monk Jinde, the abbot of Foshan Temple, has met the young sect leader."

Although Yu Linghe's tone was quite unkind and even a little sarcastic, the Buddhist monk seemed to have not heard the meaning and still saluted peacefully.

In fact, if it were someone else, without the terrifying background of the ancient Shu Sect, this old monk would definitely not be such a good person to talk to. However, with the four words of the ancient Shu Sect, Jin De could only swallow his anger and seemed to be ignorant.

He held his fists and bowed slightly, and Yu Ling said, "Master Jinde, you are polite."

The more than ten monks of Rongxuan behind Jin De's faces changed slightly, and even their eyes became sharp.

Although Yu Linghe was the young leader of the ancient Shu sect, Master Jinde was not an ordinary person. Facing such respectful greetings from the Foshan Temple host, the young leader was so arrogant, which was really angering. However, no matter how much they complained about it, they never dared to vent it at this moment.

Jin De smiled slightly. The more Yu Linghe was exaggerating, the more calm he seemed. Moreover, in his eyes, he looked at Yu Linghe with thoughtful eyes.

"Young Master, the Buddha's son has been waiting in the temple for many days. Please come with me." Jin De did not mean to introduce everyone behind him, but said calmly.

Yu Linghe chuckled and turned around and said, "Sister, let's go."

The carriage naturally stopped outside the temple, but the white dragon horse followed Yu Linghe and his brothers into the Foshan Temple.

The temples in the Nansiyu are basically the same, with a fixed layout and layout. Even if there are differences in the subtleties, it can be seen that they are in the same lineage.

Yu Linghe and his brother met many times in these three months, and they had a long time ago.

As we walked along, Master Jinde indeed led them to the back mountain.

These temples are considered historical sites. Although they are protected by formation maps, they can withstand the attacks of the strong men of Rongxuan. However, neither Yu Ziyuan nor the Buddhist son are comparable to ordinary Rongxuan. Therefore, no master will choose the venue for competition and competition in the center of the temple.

Yu Linghe walked slowly while observing silently.

Every move in Foshan Temple cannot be hidden from his eyes and ears and spiritual senses.

He soon realized that the monks in Foshan Temple had a higher cultivation level, which was much stronger than the temples they had walked before. That is to say, in the same temple, the proportion of strong people in Foshan Temple was incredibly high.

With a turn of his eyes, Yu Linghe immediately realized in his heart when he followed the monk Rongxuan who was following Master Jinde.

Nowadays, the powerful people in the Nansi Region gathered here are not the only Foshan Temple. Although Yu Linghe does not know the identities and origins of the other monks, there is no doubt that they all come from other temples and want to watch the battle between Yu Ziyuan and Buddha son.

Of course, those temples will not just send a strong man, and there must be a large number of followers to follow.

It can be said that Foshan Temple has become the central location where many powerful Buddhists gather.

Yu Linghe sighed in his heart that these great monks must have been attracted by the Buddhist sons. The status of this Buddhist son among the many temples in the Nansiyu region is so important.

Soon, they walked through the center of the temple and arrived at the back mountain.

There is no thunder or any array layout here. It is just a large area that has passed through the leveling. Below this area, bluestone strips are covered with silt and sand are poured in the gaps, making it very comfortable to step on.

Yu Linghe's eyes turned around for a few times, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Master Jinde stopped and said in a low voice: "Young Master, why are you laughing?"

He led the way forward, but he could notice the change in Yu Linghe's expression at any time. His ability was also extraordinary. What surprised Yu Linghe even more was that he did not see the eyes from the other party's eyes.

Although Yu Linghe and his brothers entered Foshan Temple, they were always stared at by countless gazes. However, there was absolutely no Master Jinde among them.

Yu Linghe was stunned at first, and then guessed that this might be a special arrangement in Foshan Temple, so he could hide his spiritual sense from his own.

I sighed in my heart that Buddhist secrets emerge one after another, and it turns out that it is hard to guard against.

After glanced at his sister, Yu Linghe became more and more worried.

However, his expression remained unchanged and he said in a deep voice: "Master Jinde, this place is the cleanest place I have seen in the next three months, so I sighed. I hope to forgive the rudeness."

Master Jinde and others were stunned, and then their faces were somewhat embarrassed.

Yu Ziyuan challenged a domain and visited many strong people in March. Almost every place was trying hard to defeat her, especially in the competition venue. However, no matter how they added the weight to win, the final result was still disappointing them.

Although Master Jinde and others did not see it with their own eyes, they could imagine it as long as they moved their heads a little.

When they heard Yu Linghe's obscure complaint, they were also quite embarrassed.

With a light cough, Master Jinde said, "Don't worry, young master, I promise that today's battle is absolutely fair."

Yu Linghe smiled slightly and said, "I will naturally believe in Master Jinde's words." He looked up and said lightly: "We have arrived, and I don't know where the Master Buddha is?"

Master Jinde looked solemn, suddenly turned around and said aloud: "Welcome to the Buddha's son."

"Welcome to the Buddhist Son"

Beside him, the more than ten monks of Rongxuan said in unison, and the voices of these people were neat and uniform, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.

"Welcome to the Buddhist Son"

The next moment, the same sound rang out throughout Foshan Temple, and the sound was like a bell ringing, deafening.

If someone with a little courage suddenly heard the loud thunder, he might have collapsed to the ground on the spot. However, Yu Linghe and his brother were indifferent, while the white dragon horse had bright eyes and a breath surging on his body. If Yu Linghe had not restrained it with all his might, he would have neighed and fought back on the spot.

The disguise of many monks did not bring any pressure to Yu Linghe and others, which made Master Jinde and others amazed.

But after thinking about it, they immediately realized.

If Yu Ziyuan's mind was so easily shaken, how could he become such a big name in March?

As for the White Dragon Horse...

The monks inexplicably had a feeling that it would be better not to provoke this spirit beast.

As for why, even they themselves can't tell one.

Perhaps, this is the mysterious and mysterious sensing ability of the Buddhist strong man.

In the distance, a particularly tall monk strided over. He stepped out and the surrounding space seemed to have a feeling of being assimilated by it.

Behind his head, a wheel of light appeared faintly.

This light wheel is not obvious. If you lack cultivation, you can't see clearly. However, in front of these Rongxuan powerful men, the light wheel is extremely obvious, and even has a gorgeous and dazzling feeling.

Yu Linghe's eyes flashed, and he immediately realized that although this wheel of light was related to the monk's cultivation, the more important thing was that this thing was a secret treasure.

When we first met, we saw such an external divine object, and the foundation of the Buddha Sect was indeed unfathomable.

(To be continued.)8
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