In the Jingxin Temple, there are many temples and pagodas, and the sounds of scriptures are constantly echoing everywhere.
Chen Hongyu led many Luofengshan monks into Jingxin Temple. As soon as he handed over the invitation, a monk led the way towards the depths of the temple.
Not long after, they came to a small square. On this square, there were complete tables and chairs, and plates of fruits and vegetables were placed above.
At this time, thousands of people have gathered in this place, including monks from all over the world.
Chen Hongyu glanced at it, raised his brows and came to Daqian monk's side, found a place next to Tang Shengqing and sat down.
"Martial nephew Tang, it seems you have also received the invitation!" Chen Hongyu looked at Tang Shengqing next to him.
Since Tang Shengqing and his entourage in Changsheng Tianblessed Land saw the strength he showed, he had given up on the idea of developing Luofu Mountain into the first lineage.
Moreover, in order to repair the rift caused by the previous battle, he took the initiative to get close to himself, and his name also changed based on the interactions between the ancestors of the two factions.
"Jingxin Temple is the largest temple in Siam, and Luang Phor Pan is the first of the top ten holy monks. He is so powerful that we monks from other countries may have already been noticed as soon as we stepped into Bangkok." Tang Shengqing's fruit plate on the chopping board in front of him He picked a grape and put it in his mouth.
After chewing for a few times, he continued, "This Luang Phor Pan is also a generational genius. It is said that his family was in poverty when he was young, so he became a transvestite and won the Siamese Transvestite Beauty Contest.
Later, when he was more than 20 years old, he entered Jingxin Temple and began to devote himself to spiritual practice. He studied under Luang Phor An, who was also among the top ten holy monks.
As a result of being a shemale, I also understood the transformation of men and women and the secret of the interplay of yin and yang. I created my own scriptures on the basis of previous classics, entered the foundation-building period in one fell swoop, and was even regarded as a national teacher by the King of Siam!"
Listening to Tang Shengqing's narration, Chen Hongyu only felt thunder rolling from the sky, but he calmed down his thoughts after a moment.
"It seems like this Long Phor Pan is really a hero in this world. The gathering of the outstanding strength of various families here must be related to the cave sky."
Just as the two were talking, the sound of scriptures all around them suddenly stopped, and then more than ten figures were seen approaching from a short distance.
These ten monks are all wearing gold and red cassocks. Some of them are old and skinny, some are strong and strong, but the leader is a nun with a plump figure and a pretty face.
The nun's beautiful eyes were shining gracefully, her nose was straight, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a thrilling smile.
"The poor monk Luang Phor Pan welcomes all fellow Taoists to come to Jingxin Temple for a while!"
The powerful male voice spread throughout the square, as clear as if it was ringing in the ears. Suddenly, many foreign practitioners who did not know the truth showed expressions of astonishment on their faces.
The language used by Luang Phor Pan is the Mandarin of the Ming Dynasty. After all, there are monks from dozens of countries in this small square at this moment. If you use Siamese, many people may not understand it, but the Mandarin of the Ming Dynasty is the lingua franca of the world. , these monks can basically understand it.
After his introduction, the nine holy monks behind him also took steps one by one.
"The poor monk Luang Po An has met all of you fellow Taoists!"
"The poor monk Long Po Shu, I have met all fellow Taoists!"
"The poor monk Luang Phora, I have met all of you fellow Taoists!"
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Looking at the ten holy monks of Siam lined up in the center of the square, exuding powerful aura, many of the monks who had been a little careless immediately became energetic.
At this time, Luang Po Pan laughed sweetly and said again: "I will have a cave in Siam to open soon. We all know your intention of coming here, and it is for the harvest in the cave.
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Having said this, he glanced at the many monks: "Although Dongtian is rich, it cannot handle the large number of monks. Therefore, today the poor monk wants to make a rule with you, which is to divide the places based on strength.
The stronger you are, the more places you will be able to enter the cave. As for those fellow Taoists who are not strong enough and cannot get the places, they should go home as soon as possible to avoid losing their lives in vain!"
After the words fell, all the monks present fell silent. The Thai Buddhists headed by Luang Phor Pan obviously knew that they could not stop the monks from other countries, so they simply prepared to join forces with major forces to eliminate the trash fish.
At this time, a young European nobleman wearing gorgeous clothes stepped out: "Then please ask Master Luang Phor Pan to explain the rules of this quota division."
Hearing this, Long Phor Pan said: "There is a force of foundation-building monks, and there are ten places."
Having said this, he nodded slightly towards Chen Hongyu, Tang Shengqing and several other Foundation Establishment Stage monks present, "As for the forces without Foundation Establishment Stage monks, it's easy to handle, as long as they can survive the poor monk's illusion or defeat the other nine holy monks.
You can get a quota to enter the cave."
As soon as these words came out, many monks present felt the harshness of the rules.
This directly leaves the lower limit of the strength of the monks who enter the cave in the middle and late stages of Qi training. After all, only in the middle stage of Qi training can it be possible not to get lost in the illusion of Long Phor Pan, a monk in the foundation building stage.
As for directly challenging the other eight holy monks who have completed their Qi training period, the monks present are not so bold yet.
Therefore, the only way to choose is to survive the illusion of Luang Phor Pan.
However, for the truly powerful forces, entering the cave is not a problem, and they are happy to see the results of clearing out the miscellaneous fish.
As for those small forces, they are in trouble.
The formulation of this rule is beneficial to large forces such as Luofeng Mountain and Luofu Mountain Fahua Temple, so the nine most powerful forces present with monks in the foundation building stage did not object.
After a while of discussion, Luang Phor Pan looked at the slightly noisy monks with a smile, and a smile appeared on his face: "It seems that you all agree with this rule and choose to survive the poor monk's illusion."
After saying that, he put his hands together, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and the sound of scriptures sounded in his mouth.
The sound of this sutra was very low at first, but became louder and louder. Soon Chen Hongyu felt that an illusion was appearing in front of his eyes.
At this time, he supported his chin on his arm and looked at the phantom woman walking in front of him with interest.
This illusion seemed to be based on the monk's thoughts. It was Yi Xiyun who appeared in front of him. She was draped in gauze and her delicate body was looming underneath, which was very tempting.
Chen Hongyu showed an interesting look on his face: "Interesting, does it evoke illusions in people's hearts? And the illusion covers such a large area, do you want to give a warning?"
As soon as I thought about it, the illusion in front of me gradually disappeared. At this time, I looked towards the monks in the field, and I could see that most of the monks in the field were ugly, and only some of the monks were standing quietly in place, or they had gone out of the illusion.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a pleasant moan coming from behind, and his face turned dark.