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Yang Bo smiled and said, "Senior Guanzhen, can you allow me to dig up a few purple bamboos?"

Guan Zhen stared at Yang Bo. He always thought that Yang Bo would probably make this request. Unexpectedly, Yang Bo finally made it. He frowned and did not respond.

After a while, Guan Zhen shook his head, "I'm afraid Taoist friends don't know that this purple bamboo forest is the greatest wealth of Lingshan. It's not allowed to be spread to outsiders. Even I can't agree to it, Taoist friends!"

"However, fellow Taoist can stay here for two days, and Lingshan will definitely give you warm hospitality!"

Yang Bo looked at Guanzhen and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He had planted flat peaches in the Xiandao Flower Tomb. He had not seen them since he boarded the Purity Ship, but as far as he knew, they were growing well. This made Yang Bo full of hope.

I think I can also plant a purple bamboo forest.

Now it seems that Lingshan is extremely strict with the purple bamboo forest, and even not a single purple bamboo plant is willing to escape!

Yang Bo nodded and didn't force it.

Guan Zhen sent Yang Bo to the ship of the dead on the Qionghai Sea outside.

At this time, the deceased old man was sitting on the boat. The table in front of him was filled with plates. The dishes on these plates were all purple and looked delicious.

Yang Bo approached and his eyes widened immediately, because he saw that these dishes were all made from purple bamboo shoots, including fresh and tender bamboo shoots for soup, and some dried bamboo shoots.

Monk Guanzhen stepped forward and clasped his hands towards the deceased old man, "Sir, how do these dishes taste?"

The deceased old man nodded, "Not bad!"

Monk Guanzhen smiled, but his heart was bleeding. Purple bamboo shoots are a specialty of Lingshan, and they would not be used to entertain guests easily. This time, in order to entertain the deceased old man, Lingshan took out a lot of inventory!

The deceased old man motioned for Yang Bo to sit down.

Yang Bo picked up the chopsticks and ate the cold purple bamboo shoots first. The bamboo shoots were fresh and tender, and a spiritual power overflowed from the bamboo shoots. This spiritual power was extremely gentle. When it entered the meridians, it seemed that there was Sanskrit chanting.

Yang Bo was full of surprise. He raised his head to look at the deceased old man, only to find that his face was calm, as if he was used to it.

Zhuo Bufan was also invited to the table. He took a sip and looked over in surprise.

Monk Guanzhen seemed to see the expression on Yang Bo's face and couldn't help laughing, "Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised. The Purple Bamboo Forest is influenced by Buddhism. Even the new bamboo shoots have Sanskrit sounds!"

Yang Bo nodded, he was not polite, he picked the fresh bamboo shoots and started to eat them.

After a while, the bamboo shoots on the plate were almost finished. Yang Bo put down the chopsticks in his hands. He burped and felt warm all over, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

At this time, Yang Bo felt that there seemed to be Sanskrit sounds in his ears all the time. The sound started to buzz like mosquitoes and flies, and the sound became louder and louder. Now his ears were full of Sanskrit sounds, and it seemed that countless monks were meditating and chanting sutras beside him.

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As time passed, Yang Bo fell into a trance. He suddenly felt as if he had also shaved his head and became a bald man. He was sitting in front of the Buddha and reciting the Diamond Sutra.

Because of this misunderstanding, Yang Bo couldn't help but clasp his hands together and utter scriptures!

Zhuo Bufan looked at Yang Bo in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Yang, what's wrong with you?"

The deceased old man also looked up and his face changed slightly.

Guanzhen laughed, "This fellow Taoist is really destined to be my Buddha. He actually knows it without a teacher and starts reciting a sutra. This should be the Diamond Sutra!"

"Senior, what should I call this fellow Taoist? Has he ever recited sutras in the past?"

The deceased old man ignored Guan Zhen. He stared at Yang Bo and saw that Yang Bo kept reciting scriptures. He thought for a moment and suddenly woke up, "You really have some skills in this purple bamboo forest!"

"Fellow Daoist Yang ate too many bamboo shoots and he was unable to digest the Buddhist power contained in the bamboo shoots. This is why this situation occurred!"

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment and quickly put down the chopsticks in his hands. He also ate a lot of bamboo shoots, but after all, he was not as comfortable as Yang Bo. Because he was too reserved, he didn't eat many bamboo shoots!

However, Zhuo Bufan's cultivation level was much higher than that of Yang Bo after all. At this time, he had already heard the Sanskrit sound coming from his ears and could not continue to eat!

Guanzhen smiled and said: "No matter what, if fellow Taoist Yang can recite the Diamond Sutra, he must be destined to be a Buddha!"

"When Taoist friend Yang finishes chanting sutras, I wonder if he will be willing to be associated with my Buddha!"

The deceased old man raised his head and took a deep look at Guanzhen. Monk Guanzhen smiled coquettishly and did not dare to say any more.

Obviously, Guan Zhen did not understand the relationship between the three Yang Bos. He felt that since the deceased old man respectfully called Yang Bo his little friend and Yang Bo's cultivation was not high, it was probably because of his noble status. If Lingshan could accept this person

, which will be a great help for future development!

Guan Zhen didn't know that the deceased old man still relied on Yang Bo to help him with his experiments.

After a long time, Yang Bo's voice of reciting sutras became smaller and smaller, his eyes began to open, his eyes became clearer and clearer, and his whole temperament seemed to have changed slightly.

Suddenly, Yang Bo's eyes widened. He stood up and made seals with his hands. Behind Yang Bo, the phantom of King Fudo appeared!

Guanzhen was shocked when he saw this scene, "How could this happen? He has enlightened, he has enlightened!"

Guan Zhen couldn't help but exclaimed. He stared at Yang Bo. He really couldn't imagine how it was possible for Yang Bo to realize the Tao so quickly with his cultivation and understanding. This was Buddhist Taoism. Yang Bo was a Taoist monk. Could he really have it?

Such a deep connection with Buddhism?

Yang Bo punched out, just in the direction of Guan Zhen.

Guan Zhen was not afraid or flinched, but took a step forward, made a seal with his hand, and punched him!

"boom!"

The fists of the two people touched each other and there was a muffled sound. Yang Bo took more than ten steps back and hit the railing. If Zhuo Bufan hadn't stepped forward to help him, he might have fallen into Qionghai!

Monk Guanzhen's complexion changed slightly, and he stepped back a few steps with a thud, thump, thump, and hit the railing as well. He stretched out his hand and gently wiped his mouth with his sleeve, wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Although it was a collision, Yang Bo was not injured at all. He only felt that all the Buddhist power accumulated in his body was released through the Fudo Ming King Seal just now!

Monk Guanzhen stared at Yang Bo, "Fellow Daoist Yang, how do you feel?"

"Have you ever felt that you have a predestined relationship with me, Buddha? You are able to comprehend a Buddhist technique in just a short moment. You are truly a genius that is rare to see in a million years!"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, why don't you stay and recite Buddhist sutras in Lingshan Mountain? You will definitely be able to achieve greatness in the future!"

While talking, Guan Zhen couldn't help but look in the direction of the deceased old man, for fear that he would object!
Chapter completed!