It will not affect the foundation of Baisha Academy.

Ever since.

Three more days passed.

Shen Yunlong was splashing ink with great enthusiasm.

I have just finished writing one word and am about to start writing the second word.

"Master! Master! It's not good!"

The elder who reported the news before came again.

And he looked even more panicked than last time.

Shen Yunlong was startled, and the words he just started to write were immediately broken.

One word directly pulls the hips.

Shen Yunlong's face was ugly, but he still suppressed his anger and looked up.

"what happened again?"

"I don't know which disciple wrote down the sutra that the evil monk recited a few days ago. Now it has spread in the academy, and all the disciples are reciting the sutra!"

"What?"

Shen Yunlong stood up again and hurried out.

When Shen Yunlong arrived.

It's too late.

More than fifty disciples, holding handwritten Buddhist scriptures, all walked out of the magic circle and came to Huikong.

"Please master, accept us!"

More than fifty disciples, holding Buddhist scriptures in their hands, knelt in front of Huikong.

Pious and yearning!

There was a look of relief on Huikong's face.

"No matter who is willing to enter Buddhism, he will be blessed by the Buddha!"

"From now on, you are my Buddhist disciples."

"Thank you, Master!"

All the disciples were extremely excited and wished they could have themselves ordained immediately.

When Shen Yunlong witnessed all this, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and veins popped out on his face.

But he can still hold on.

At least, several elders are still there, and there is no second Elder Fang.

Just as I was thinking this, someone suddenly rushed out beside me.

"Master, I also want to become a monk!"

The person shouting and running is actually an elder from Baisha Academy!
Chapter completed!