"Elder Lin doesn't know something. Our Wanfa Temple sutra sharing meeting used to be a serious sutra sharing meeting."
"But after countless years, there are many immortal cultivators who are not convinced by our Wanfa Temple and always want to cause trouble at our Wanfa Temple's sutra sharing meeting."
"Over time, our scripture-sharing meeting at Wanfa Temple has evolved into a sparring meeting where we use martial arts to make friends."
"However, don't worry, Elder Lin. You have a deep connection with our Wanfa Temple, so naturally you don't have to worry too much."
Jiumo explained with a smile, and Lin Fan felt relieved.
After carefully recalling Jiumo's words, Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh.
"No wonder the monks in Wanfa Temple have strong evil spirits. It turns out that they are not good at all!"
Complaints are complaints, Lin Fan doesn't dare to be careless.
Although Jiumo has repeatedly hinted that the benefits he has given are enough to allow him to smoothly get involved in winning the championship.
However, Lin Fan was still fully prepared.
"Amitabha, our Wanfa Temple has set up eighteen Buddhist gates this time. Dear donors, please give it a try. As long as you are destined, you will definitely pass the eighteen Buddhist gates and win the first place."
"Of course, we have already announced the first prize, which is to enter the Yehuo Tianchi and enjoy the Tianshou Divine Fire."
The voice of the abbot of Wanfa Temple suddenly sounded from the void.
I saw a great monk with a fat head, big ears, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, wearing a cassock, sitting cross-legged in the sky with a compassionate face.
Behind him, streaks of extremely pure Buddha light shot out like clouds, illuminating an area of dozens of feet.
It made him look more solemn and solemn.
Even when Lin Fan saw the host of Wanfa Temple, he felt more like paying homage to him.
But soon, he secretly started to use his skills again to make himself look as normal.
Jiumo on the side looked indifferent, but when he saw Lin Fan quickly regained his clarity under the baptism of Buddha's light hosted by Wanfa Temple, he couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart.
"The host is an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul. With his Buddhist teachings, he will definitely make us and other immortal cultivators in the elixir formation stage go up the stairs. But Elder Lin's expression soon became normal. He is really extraordinary. No wonder he can rise from the ancient demon to the immortal.
You can survive in your hands." Jiumo said secretly.
At this moment, other immortal cultivators in the alchemy stage were also waking up one after another.
After bowing to the abbot of Wanfa Temple, they strode directly towards the lecture hall.
However, these cultivators who hurried forward could not even enter the first open door.
Completely blocked by an invisible powerful Buddha's light, unable to take a step forward.
Even if they try their best, it won't help.
"this……"
Lin Fan looked secretly surprised when he saw this.
His spiritual thoughts quickly landed on the Buddhist Mystic Gate, and he carefully inspected it for a long time, but could not see any flaws.
This made him feel a little confused.
However, considering that Jiumo had already hinted to himself, he didn't feel much pressure.
After just waiting for a meal, only a dozen or so cultivators came to the lecture hall and passed the first Buddhist gate. Lin Fan finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Master Jiumo, I'm going."
As he spoke, Lin Fan suddenly appeared in front of the lecture hall.
Just as he was tentatively entering the first Buddhist gate, the voice of a young monk sounded in Lin Fan's ears.
"Is this Elder Lin from the Three Saints Sect? Senior Brother Jiumo has already said hello and just invites the donor to come in!"
"this……"
Lin Fan was secretly surprised.
But without any hesitation, he took one step forward and entered directly into the door of the lecture hall.
At this moment, the genius saw clearly that a young monk in the early stage of alchemy in cassock was controlling the Buddhist mystical gate, shutting out the immortal cultivators who should be rejected and bringing in the immortal cultivators who should be let in.
Perhaps it was because Lin Fan had a close relationship with Jiumo yesterday and the young monk who controlled Buddhism actually smiled at Lin Fan: "Elder Lin, please just walk in. Senior Brother Jiumo has already said hello, so now
The eighteen profound gates of Buddhism are open to you without any hindrance!"
Lin Fan looked overjoyed.
Passing the Eighteen Paths of Buddhism means that he is one step closer to the Divine Fire of Tianshou.
This increased his probability of refining the Nine Sun Divine Pill.
"Thank you, Master!"
Lin Fan thanked him and calmly gave the young monk nearly a hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones before continuing to walk inside.
Although!
For others, it is harder to enter than the Buddhist mystical gate that reaches heaven, but for Lin Fan there is no obstacle at all.
There are eighteen Buddhism gates. Whenever Lin Fan arrives, there is always such a kind-hearted young monk who speaks nicely and easily opens the door for him and welcomes him in.
Lin Fan naturally would not be disrespectful.
After getting married with each young monk, he calmly walked into the next door of Buddhism.
The eighteen profound ways of Buddhism are simply incomparable to others.
But for Lin Fan...
He was speechless for a moment, just waiting for Lin Fan to easily pass through the eighteen Buddhist gates by marrying a good friend, but he found that a fat man of similar age to him was one step ahead of him at the eighteenth gate.
Waiting outside the Mysterious Gate of Taoism, Buddhism and Dharma.
After seeing Lin Fan come in, the little fat man suddenly looked happy.
"Huh? This fellow Taoist, you also came here to have a good relationship? I wonder how many good relationships you have made?"
"Ah, this..."
Lin Fan was extremely embarrassed by the other party's direct question.
Although he spent a lot of money to get here, this must be a secret deal to save some face for Wanfa Temple.
But when you little fat guys seemed to be ignorant of worldly affairs, when they asked Lin Fan blatantly, Lin Fan didn't know how to answer.
But the little fat man looked at him and muttered: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be secretive. This Wanfa Temple publicizes the city's sutra sharing conference, but in fact it is just a money-making conference. Not to mention entering the eighteenth path of Buddhism.
, each gate requires a reward of one million mid-grade spiritual stones. Even if you are qualified to enter Wanfa Temple, you need a full three hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones... These monks are too dark-hearted, my father also said
This is a friendly price."
Lin Fan was stunned for a while.
Looking at the little fat man, a look of awe suddenly appeared in his eyes.
One Buddhist path requires one million middle-grade spiritual stones, and the eighteenth path requires eighteen million middle-grade spiritual stones.
Just this amount of expense is simply not something that ordinary cultivators can afford.
But although the little fat man looked pained just now, he didn't feel any distress at all, which was enough to show that the other party was definitely a big deal.
"Ahem, fellow Taoist is really rich. However, things don't go well with me and fellow Taoist." Lin Fan coughed lightly and said calmly.
When the little fat man heard this, a look of respect suddenly appeared on his face.
Curious eyes swept over Lin Fan, and when he saw an extremely pure demonic power slowly circulating in Lin Fan's body, he immediately asked curiously.
"Dao Dao Dao, friend, are you the son of that demon king again? My father is the Jiao King of the West Sea. If you have the opportunity in the future, you will definitely come to my West Sea Palace as a guest!"