They are all monks of the Ming Dynasty. They cannot take away the Reclining Buddha Cave, so they can only gain some benefits while the cave is open.
The subsequent development of the cave was beyond our reach and was powerless, so it could only be taken over by Siam Buddhism.
This is something both sides know very well.
At this time, this cave has been regarded as the private property of Siam by Luang Phor Pan.
The low-level golden lotus is okay, but once they take away too many third-level golden lotus, it will inevitably affect the effectiveness of the merit pool.
"But isn't this what we want to see?"
Several people glanced at each other inadvertently, their magic powers fluctuating, but they were ready to take action if they disagreed.
After all, the purpose of snatching the high-grade Golden Lotus this time is to benefit oneself on the one hand, and on the other hand to weaken the effectiveness of the merit pool to prevent Siam Buddhism from using the merit pool to quickly grow in strength in the future.
At the critical moment of spiritual recovery, only weak neighbors are good neighbors.
Seeing the determination in the eyes of the four people, Luang Phor Pan smiled bitterly and said: "It seems like we can only do it again!"
While he was talking, he saw a thin figure reciting scriptures, coming from afar on the waves, it was Luang Phor An.
At this time, Long Po'an's skinny body was hidden under the wide cassock, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he exuded a powerful aura that only a monk in the foundation building stage could have, but he directly broke into the foundation building state with the help of this pool of merit.
"Fellow Taoists, we'd better each take a step back!" Luang Po An shrunk to an inch, and within a few steps, he had arrived beside Luang Po Pan.
"Azan!" Luang Phor Pan looked at Luang Phor An with a happy face.
Originally, although he was blessed by the power of the magic circle, it was still a little difficult to fight one against four.
After all, these four people all come from the top sects of the Ming Dynasty and have profound backgrounds.
But now with the addition of Luang Po An, he was confident that he could stop these people in front of him.
"Three fellow Taoists, how is this going?" Chen Hongyu's eyes flashed with a pensive look, and he used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the other three people.
A stern look flashed in Qin Sixiang's eyes: "Originally, when the spiritual energy was not exhausted, the Siamese Buddhism was just a small force attached to our Ming Dynasty Cultivation World, but I didn't expect that a genius like Luang Phor Pan would appear now.
With the leadership of Luang Phor Pan, the strength of the Siamese spiritual practice community will inevitably grow rapidly in the future. If this merit pool is allowed to be preserved, Siamese Buddhism will grow rapidly in the future, which will inevitably affect our layout and interests in nearby countries."
He was a Taoist official in the imperial court, and he had more things to consider at this time.
Hearing this, Liao Kong and Tang Shengqing also strengthened their thoughts.
"We have gained enough benefits from our visit to Siam this time, but according to records, there will definitely be several caves opened in Siam in the future. If this pool of merit continues to exist, we will be able to gain such great benefits again in the future.
It’s a little difficult.”
"It's a pity that this Luang Phor Pan is blessed with the power of the magic circle, and Long Por An is helping out. I'm afraid that even if we use all our cards, we will at most be evenly matched!"
Sensing the worries of several people, a smile flashed across Chen Hongyu's face.
"Several of you, Luang Phor Pan can stop it by myself, but we can get at least half of the twenty-eight third-level golden lotuses and the four fourth-level golden lotuses in the merit pool, and we will distribute the half according to our respective contributions.
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"This, okay!"
As long as they can take down Luang Phor Pan, each of them can at least get three of the third-order golden lotuses in the merit pool. Otherwise, they may only be able to take away one low-quality third-order golden lotus.
With their minds spinning, everyone distanced themselves, holding out the magic weapons in their hands, ready to take action at any time.
However, the other three people all focused on Chen Hongyu.
"Four fellow Taoists, have you thought about it? If you choose to retreat directly, I can give each of you a third-level high-grade golden lotus.
Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t get any benefit at all due to my greed!”
Luang Phor Pan looked confident. At this time, he had Luang Phor An as his arm and was full of confidence.
"Originally, it was Luang Phor Pan who planned to tear up the contract, but why do you still seem to be wronged by us!" Chen Hongyu smiled slightly and raised his hand.
A sharp cry sounded, and a red dragon appeared in the air next to it.
Although the injuries on Chi Jiao's body have not completely healed at this time, some of his combat power has been restored.
A huge body of tens of feet was suspended in the air, and the huge head lowered slightly, and took the initiative to rub Chen Hongyu's raised right hand affectionately.
"Miluo!"
Luang Phor Pan and Luang Phor An were shocked when they saw the red dragon and the diamond bracelet hanging on its nose.
"Wait a minute, he is not Miluo. Miluo is a golden elixir stage demon dragon, and a female dragon. Even if he was suppressed in this cave, he should have died long ago in eight hundred years.
He may be the heir of Miluo. After he was hatched in the cave, he was suppressed by the magic circle inside. Although the diamond bracelet is exactly the same as Miluo's magic weapon in the records, it should be just an imitation, with only the fourth level.
The level of inferiority.”
According to Buddhist records in Siam, this red dragon was a demonic beast that was once surrendered by an eminent monk, and was later suppressed in the cave of the Reclining Buddha.
If the red dragon in front of him is really Miluo, but more than 800 years have passed, he still has not passed away. It is really shocking.
"Miluo?" Chen Hongyu said with a smile: "He has changed his name to Chen Jiao now!"
He touched the dragon's head with his palm and flicked the diamond bracelet on its nose with his fingers. The diamond bracelet with the word "Miluo" printed on it suddenly glowed with light.
Feeling the huge aura of the red dragon in front of him and the fourth-level low-grade diamond bracelet hanging on his nose, Luang Phor Pan looked extremely ugly and held the rosary beads tightly with his fingers.
After pondering for a moment, his furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he said from his heart: "This matter is just a misunderstanding, why do you need to make the atmosphere so tense?
Previously, when monks from other countries came here, fellow Taoists blocked them. Now that the fellow Taoists have taken a fancy to these golden lotuses, they can naturally pick some.
It's just that you can take more of this Golden Lotus, but you can only take half of it at most! You can't damage the foundation of this merit pool."
"This is natural!" Chen Hongyu smiled and nodded, knowing that this was already the limit. After all, he controlled part of the power of the magic circle at this time. If he fought hard, the gain would not be worth the loss. Chen Jiao's injury has not recovered at this time. He is just an empty frame. If a real fight begins,
, can only have 50% combat power.
After reaching a consensus, Chen Hongyu directly broke the restriction and took away two fourth-order low-grade golden lotuses and three third-order low-grade golden lotuses and put them into the Red Cloud Cave.
Qin Sixiang and the other three also followed suit and broke through the restrictions to take four third-order golden lotuses. These third-order golden lotuses were better than Chen Hongyu's third-order golden lotuses. After all, he had already taken two fourth-order golden lotuses.
After collecting it, Chen Hongyu collected some silt pool water from the cave under the helpless eyes of Luang Phor Pan.
These silts have been infiltrated by spiritual energy for so many years, but they are natural third-level spiritual fields. If they are piled together casually, they will become a third-level spiritual field, which can grow third-level spiritual grasses.
Don't take advantage of the bastard. Only in a world like this can you have such an opportunity. If you want to get so much profit in the Lei Ze world, you don't know how many battles you have to go through and how many monsters you have to kill.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, is it okay?" Looking at Chen Hongyu who still kept collecting the aura-filled mud, Luang Phor Pan was still gnashing his teeth at this time, no matter how good his mood was.