Chapter 143 Encountering Zizhu again after entering the monastery
Half a month later, Fang Ling followed the Tianlong Dynasty team to the vicinity of the Big Buddha Temple.
The Great Buddha Temple is said to be a powerful place, but it is better to be said to be a place of seclusion.
There are many monks in the Middle God Realm who are dedicated to seeking knowledge. In order to avoid the troubles of worldly affairs, they choose to come here.
Therefore, although the Great Buddha Temple is a place of Buddhism, very few people practice Buddhism in it.
On the flying boat, Zhou Wu turned to look at Zhou Zhiwei and others, and said: "There are many fierce people in the Great Buddha Temple."
"After you get inside, don't rush in, otherwise you will cause trouble."
After saying that, he looked at Fang Ling specifically, as if he meant something.
Then the flying boat landed slowly, and the monks at the Big Buddha Temple were already ready to welcome it.
"Almsgiver Zhou, long time no see!" A middle-aged monk with a scar on his face slowly walked toward them with his hands clasped together.
"Master Yuannan!" Zhou Wu smiled slightly, "I haven't seen you for many years, but the master's style remains the same!"
"Where, where, you and I haven't seen each other for many years. How about making a cup of tea in my meditation room?" the scar-faced monk said again.
"Since it's Master Yuannan's invitation, how can I shirk it?" Zhou Wu replied.
"Zhiwei, why don't you take the others and follow these young masters to Cihang Bodhisattva's dojo?"
"The wait is over, go back to Feizhou and wait for me."
"Okay, third uncle!" Zhou Zhiwei nodded.
Then Zhou Wu left with the scar-faced monk.
Zhou Zhiwei looked at Fang Ling aside and introduced him: "Master Yuannan is the only human race among the thirteen immortal realms in the Great Buddha Temple."
"Before he became a monk, Master Yuannan was the leader of a sect. But for some unknown reason, his sect was completely destroyed overnight, and he finally escaped into this great Buddhist temple."
"He and my third uncle knew each other at that time, but they didn't seem to have much acquaintance with each other. I really couldn't understand them."
If Zhou Zhiwei hadn't said so, Fang Ling would have thought that the two of them were really good friends for many years.
"Amitabha! Patriarch Cihang only opened the altar to preach in the afternoon. It is still early now. Do you want to go to your residence to have a rest first, or go directly to the ashram?" asked a handsome young monk.
Zhou Zhiwei said: "Thank you, little master, for showing us the way. Just take us directly to the dojo!"
"Okay, all the donors, come with the young monk!" The young monk nodded and immediately led the way.
Fang Ling walked all the way, observing the situation of this big Buddha temple.
He felt that there might not only be thirteen immortals in this great Buddha temple, but there might be more powerful hidden men.
Such a place where no one is disturbed and where many fellow practitioners can communicate is indeed a good place for spiritual practice.
The dojo of Cihang Bodhisattva is located in the center of the Big Buddha Temple. The dojo is very wide and can accommodate 100,000 people without any problem.
At this time, Cihang Bodhisattva has not yet appeared, but there is a slowly rotating lotus platform in the center of the dojo, and that is her position.
Around the lotus platform, a group of monks and nuns sat cross-legged, next to Cihang Bodhisattva.
Then there are the geniuses from hundreds of tribes who are invited. Just like the human race, each tribe only has twenty places, and it will not change depending on whether the tribe is strong or not.
"That guy is Fang Ling?"
"It looks really strong, but I don't know what its true strength is."
"I don't know how he compares to the Holy Spirit of Purple Lord?"
Fang Ling's portrait has long been spread among the geniuses of the hundreds of tribes, so as soon as he entered the scene, he attracted everyone's attention.
"Brother, I haven't seen you for twenty years. Why do I feel like the gap between me and you is getting bigger and bigger?" Zi Wuliang looked at him helplessly and said through voice transmission.
Fang Ling: "I didn't expect you to come too. Don't your clan have great masters in the fairyland?"
Zi Wuliang: "Yes, there is, but that ancestor has been in seclusion all year round. I have never seen him since I was born."
"Now that I have reached a breakthrough point, I just came to visit."
On the other side, in the Eldar camp.
The spirit princess Yiyi looked at Fang Ling, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"I have never been lazy in the past twenty years, but why can't I surpass him?" She was a little depressed.
Although Fang Ling was reserved, she could still feel a slight change in him.
Fang Ling seemed to notice her gaze and looked towards her.
Their eyes met, Yiyi glared at him fiercely, and then looked away proudly.
In addition, Fang Ling also noticed some hostile looks, which came from the Winged Human Clan, the Colorful Divine Bull Clan, and other ethnic groups he had never been in contact with.
Reaching the top of the Supreme Ranking that year pushed him to the forefront, and it was not surprising that he received such hostile looks.
"Everyone, feel free to sit down!" Zhou Zhiwei looked at everyone and said.
The futon has already been placed on the ground, so you can just sit cross-legged on the spot.
However, Fang Ling said: "I still have something to do, I will come back later."
Zhou Zhiwei nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
At the same time, near the lotus platform in the center of the dojo.
Zizhu looked at the elder Tianjing'an who came with him and said quietly: "Senior Sister Huilan, I will leave for a while."
Master Huilan frowned and asked, "What are you going to do? If Cihang Bodhisattva arrives early later, it will inevitably appear that we are a little rude."
Zizhu: "People have three urgent needs..."
Master Huilan shook her head helplessly and said with a smile: "You girl, you are really weird today."
"Go ahead! Just come back before noon. Don't delay for too long."
"Okay!" Zizhu smiled slightly and immediately stood up and left the dojo.
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In a secluded and uninhabited corner, Fang Ling stopped.
After a while, Zizhu followed.
"After many years of separation, Master Tai has actually reached the first level of calamity. It's really amazing." Fang Ling said with a smile.
Zizhu: "The realm of overcoming tribulation is unlike other realms. As long as you have the strength and can withstand the tribulation, a breakthrough will be a matter of course."
"If you have a deep foundation, you can survive seven tribulations in one breath and become an immortal in one step."
"I was lucky enough to get a Buddha relic a few years ago, which greatly enhanced my strength. Only then did I overcome the first heavenly tribulation."
"I see." Fang Ling nodded, "I thought that the tribulation period was the same as the previous cultivation method, requiring continuous accumulation of spiritual power. So that's what happened."
"You look much better than me!" Zizhu smiled bitterly.
I remember that when the two met, she almost beat Fang Ling to death, completely crushing him.
But now, she estimated that she wouldn't be able to survive a move or two under Fang Ling.
Fang Ling: "I wonder if Master Tai needs help? I'm..."
Zizhu rolled her eyes on the spot and said angrily: "Stop pretending to be confused!"
She immediately stepped forward and squatted down, so skillfully that she recalled the past.
After more than twenty years of separation, she tasted it again, and the evil hidden in her heart spread again.
"Wait! What if Cihang Bodhisattva sees her..." Suddenly, she felt a chill in her heart.
Fang Ling: "I have set up isolation restrictions, shouldn't it be possible?"
"It's best to be careful!" Zizhu flipped his wrist, took out the Snow Jade Tianjing Bottle, and pulled Fang Ling in.