The rocks are like a forest, the teeth are intertwined, and all kinds of rules are intertwined. Even a peak immortal will be killed here if he is not careful.

However, this monk in white is walking on the ground, looking natural and unrestrained, as if he is strolling in a leisurely courtyard.

He had a gentle smile on his face, and when everyone was moving away from Chen Hao, he flew against the flow of people and flew towards Chen Hao.

"Amitabha, the donor, the young monk is polite."

The monk in white fell in front of Chen Hao, clasped his hands together, and performed a Buddhist salute.

This made everyone widen their eyes and look at the monk in white in shock.

What's going on with this monk? Doesn't he know Chen Hao?

Or are you crazy and still not afraid of Chen Hao even though you know Chen Hao?

Chen Hao looked deeply at the monk in white and his pupils shrank slightly.

Although the white-robed monk hid it well, he still saw the white-robed monk's true cultivation——

The pinnacle immortal!

When Chen Hao was at the peak of his true immortality, not even the Immortal Emperor was afraid of him.

There is also the realm of the Immortal Lord between the Immortal Lord and the Immortal Emperor.

Chen Hao is naturally not afraid of ordinary immortals.

What's more, now that Chen Hao has reached the peak of the Immortal King, killing the peak Immortal Lord is as easy as killing a chicken.

However, the white-robed monk in front of him was obviously not an ordinary immortal.

Although Chen Hao has never fought against the monk in white, he does not know any information about the monk in white.

But when Chen Hao stared at the monk in white, the blood in his body began to boil uncontrollably, and the original power of the Huangtian Holy Body was even more ready to move.

These are enough to prove that the monk in white is just like him, a monster who has polished every small realm to the extreme.

The white-clothed monk definitely has the combat power of a retrograde slayer!

Chen Hao and the monk in white have similar combat power, but the monk in white is one step ahead of Chen Hao in cultivation.

Then Chen Hao must enter the sacred realm again to be able to defeat the monk in white.

But although Chen Hao entered the sacred realm once during the battle with Cui Shixing, it was just luck.

You must know that only quasi-emperors can stay in the sacred realm forever. Chen Hao stepped into the sacred realm when he was at the peak of the true immortal, which is a rare miracle in the ages.

Although Chen Hao's cultivation has improved now, he is still far from the quasi-emperor realm.

It is impossible to enter the sacred realm anytime and anywhere.

Of course, although Chen Hao could not defeat the monk in white without stepping into the sacred realm, he would not be manipulated by the monk in white.

Chen Hao still has many trump cards. Even if the monk in white is really evil, Chen Hao can definitely protect himself and not be like a piece of fish to be slaughtered.

Therefore, Chen Hao was not afraid of the white-robed monk.

"Master, please sit down."

Chen Hao said neither humble nor arrogantly.

The monk in white was not polite and sat next to Chen Hao, then drooled as he looked at the giant bird that was roasted golden and sizzling with oil.

This made Chen Hao, Leng Qingyue and the nearby Dilu Tianjiao who were watching curiously dumbfounded.

Don’t monks stay away from meat and fish?

What happened to the monk in white?

Are you drooling just looking at the barbecue?

And he didn't hide it at all, his saliva was almost dripping on the floor!

"Cough cough cough..."

The monk in white also noticed Chen Hao's strange gaze and couldn't help laughing awkwardly:

"Well, donor, the young monk's Buddhist name is Miaokong. Thanks to the people of the world, he has given me the title of Zen Master Miaokong."

Zen Master Miao Kong?

Hearing this name, Chen Hao, Leng Qingyue and some of the Dilu Tianjiao all looked shocked!

Legend has it that Buddha Sakyamuni once accepted nine disciples. These nine disciples helped Sakyamuni spread Buddhism and made great contributions to the prosperity of Buddhism.

However, these nine disciples had limited talents and could not inherit the most profound Buddhist teachings of Sakyamuni, so Sakyamuni accepted another disciple in his later years.

This disciple was young at the time, less than ten years old, and he had a thorough understanding of the universal Buddha Dharma.

Later, Sakyamuni took this disciple to practice in seclusion and taught him everything he had learned.

This disciple's Dharma name was Miaokong. He later walked around the world, exorcised evil spirits and eliminated demons, and won praise from the world, and was called Zen Master Miaokong.

However, according to legend, Zen Master Miao Kong walked on earth for seventy years, and finally grew old and passed away under a Bodhi tree.

Could the white-robed monk in front of me be the legendary disciple of Sakyamuni?

"Miao Kong Zen Master is Sakyamuni Buddha?"

Chen Hao is very direct.

Zen Master Miaokong was still drooling as he stared at the deliciously roasted giant bird:

"The little monk, Master, is indeed Sakyamuni Buddha."

Chen Hao was shocked, he was actually another legendary figure!

"How is Shakyamuni Buddha doing now?"

Chen Hao asked again, since Zen Master Miaokong is a real person, then Sakyamuni should not be a fabrication.

Moreover, if Zen Master Miaokong can live to this day, it is very likely that Sakyamuni is also still alive.

“Master, I don’t know where I came from and I don’t know where I’m going.”

Zen Master Miaokong smiled faintly, and wiped his saliva without blushing, but within a few seconds, the saliva flowed out again.

Chen Hao's heart was shocked. Although Zen Master Miaokong didn't say it clearly, the implication in his words was that Sakyamuni was indeed still alive.

"The myths and legends of the past are not false, and now they are reflected bit by bit."

After meeting Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, Guangchengzi and other mythical figures, Chen Hao was not so shocked by the news that Sakyamuni and Zen Master Miaokong were still alive.

Chen Hao is now more looking forward to meeting more mythical figures to see if they are really as powerful and powerful as the legends say.

"Donor, can this...be eaten?"

Zen Master Miaokong wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth again and again, but finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Chen Hao couldn't laugh or cry and asked:

"Zen masters also want to eat meat?"

Zen Master Miaokong smiled:

"It would be even better if the donor has wine."

Chen Hao became more and more surprised:

"Zen Master doesn't abstain from alcohol and meat?"

Zen Master Miaokong laughed:

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Dharma remains in the heart. As long as there is Dharma in the heart, then abstaining from alcohol and meat is a Buddha, and not abstaining from alcohol and meat is also a Buddha. The great road is natural and follows one's heart. Why bother to stick to a dogmatic framework?"

Chen Hao looked at Zen Master Miaokong and felt that this person was interesting. As soon as the knife in his hand slipped, a piece of golden flesh flew into Zen Master Miaokong's hand:

"My craftsmanship is mediocre, so don't laugh, Zen Master."

Zen Master Miaokong was really not pretentious and just started eating.

"The donor is so humble. This barbecue is really amazing, delicious, so delicious!"

Zen Master Miaokong gave Chen Hao a thumbs up and was full of praise.

Chen Hao smiled and started eating with Leng Qingyue.

After eating the giant bird, Leng Qingyue began to refine the power contained in the giant bird.

Chen Hao and Zen Master Miaokong were very calm. The power contained in the giant bird was very small to them, and they did not need to deliberately refine it at all.

"Thank you donor."

Zen Master Miaokong wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and then handed an ancient book to Chen Hao:
Chapter completed!