However, Su Ming only took a look from a distance and did not show up. He directly took Monk Wangchen into the courtyard, and then closed the door and began to meditate and practice.

"Wangchen, let these guests be handed over to you for reception, I'll go in first."

Now, Su Ming probably already knows his probable strength and has a position on himself. He doesn't want to pay attention to these mundane things, and he will wait until the position of the national teacher is settled.

The most important thing now is to seize the time to improve your strength. These people are ordinary people, and there is no fluctuation in their magic power. They should be all powerful people in the capital. The real guests are still behind, so they will be handed over to Monk Wangchen to send these people.

Looking at Su Ming's back, Monk Wangchen's eyes showed gratitude, bowed deeply, then walked out of the courtyard and opened the door.

Seeing the door open, the representatives of various forces were immediately excited. After waiting for so long, the holy monk finally showed up.

However, after the door opened, they saw not the imagined holy monk, but a young monk wearing a gray monk's robe, all of whom looked surprised.

The monk in front of him has an ordinary face, but his facial features are straight, and when combined, he gives people an extremely comfortable feeling. His eyes are dull and he contains deep wisdom.

After a closer look, there was a golden light looming under his white skin, like the light of Buddha, which made him look solemn and precious and extraordinary.

Seeing the people surrounding the door, Wangchen first bowed and then said, "Amitabha, you are here from afar. The little monk is very grateful. My master is practicing in seclusion. If you have something to do, the little monk can tell you." The plain words fell into everyone's ears but had a unique charm.

"The master said so much." Everyone returned the favor with great respect.

Suddenly, a few of these visitors showed surprise on their faces, staring at Monk Wangchen without blinking, as if they had discovered something extraordinary.

"The mage is so serious. We just come here to visit. Since the mage is in seclusion and practices, we will not disturb you. If there is any collision, please forgive me."

"Don't worry, everyone will convey your greetings to you." Monk Wangchen said slowly and slowly with a smile on his face.

Although Monk Wangchen ended the cause and effect and entered the empty sect, he was still very familiar with worldly affairs, so it would be appropriate for him to deal with these things.

Suddenly, a scream sounded from the crowd. The next moment, several qi and blood smoke rose, dividing the air. The temperature around it rose rapidly, and the powerful qi and blood pierced the people's eyes hurt.

But in just a moment, the boiling blood of the few people calmed down. They looked at each other, showed joy, stepped forward, bowed to the ground, shouted in unison, "Thank you for your advice from the master."

At first, Monk Wangchen was a little stunned, but when he saw the qi and blood surging on their bodies, he looked at his body and a trace of enlightenment emerged in his heart.

It turned out that when the mage used magic power to help him refine his body, the residual rhyme left in the Buddha Yuan had not yet dissipated in his body, and they captured some remaining true meaning, which made them understand and improve their martial arts realm.

Thinking of this, Wangchen couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The mage is really unpredictable and unpredictable. At this point, Su Ming's figure in his heart has become more deeply rooted.

Understanding the reason, he showed a smile on his face and said softly, "Please get up quickly, don't be too polite. This is also your opportunity, and it has nothing to do with me."

Hearing this, several people stood up and said in unison: "Thank you, Master. If there is a useful place in the future, we will repay the master's great kindness even if we are crushed to pieces."

Seeing these people so quickly getting in touch with Master Wangchen, the others were both envious and jealous. Although they didn’t know what was going on, they knew from their conversation that the reason why these people’s martial arts were sophisticated was inseparable from the guidance of Master Wangchen.

However, in full view of everyone, they did not see anything the master did, so they became increasingly confused.

So, this scene appeared in front of the door. No matter what Monk Wangchen did, everyone stared at him without blinking, for fear of missing something.

At this moment, Monk Wangchen's every move fell into the eyes of everyone, and he felt that it was unfathomable and could not be seen by the mountains. They just wanted to get opportunities from him and bring them into the relationship between the two parties.

However, there are only a few people who can capture the residual Buddha rhyme from Monk Wangchen.

After observing for a while, they gave up. After all, they were people around the Holy Monk. It was already rude to look at others like this, and it was not good to keep blocking others' doors.

So, after a moment of conversation, they left a gift and turned around and said goodbye.

This time, they came to visit just to make a conversation and make a good relationship, and the forces of all parties did not expect to cooperate with Su Ming.

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"Reshape your body so soon?"

"This person's body is leaky and the Buddha's light is exposed. It's really a good material for corpse refining!"

"A very high spiritual realm is worthy of being a novice monk under the wizard."

After they left, Monk Wangchen kept guarding outside the gate.

Over time, those peeping practitioners also discovered his true face in him.

It turned out that last night, many people saw Su Ming transforming a little ghost from Qi training to foundation building cultivation. They were wondering before, why did he have a monk around him? It turned out that he was the little ghost who was transformed last night.

But no one would have thought that in just one night, the little ghost would be reshaped, and the foundation was not left behind. As long as he practiced step by step, he could reach the foundation-building realm without any bottlenecks.

Cultivation has never been that simple. I remember that they had worked so hard to practice and fought hard to make them tragic, and they had today's cultivation level.

However, a ghost who is only in the realm of Qi Condensation has a realm that is not inferior to them in a short period of time and has a physical body. How can they not be surprised or even jealous?

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In the room, Su Ming sat on the cushion and was committed to practicing. Although he consumed a lot of magic power to help Monk Wangchen refine his body last night, through the practice, the magic power in his body was slowly recovering.

Moreover, as he activates the Great Sun Tathagata mantra, the demonic power in his body is transformed faster. It won’t take long to compete for the position of the national master. He doesn’t want to reveal his identity because of the remaining demonic power on his body. At the conference, masters from all walks of life gather, and once the identity is leaked, the consequences will be unpredictable.

At the very least, Buddhism will not let him go, a great demon who practices Buddhist skills.

Moreover, in the face of those authentic Xuanmen and Buddhist sects, the demonic power itself cannot gain an advantage in the battle, and there is even the danger of being restrained.

Therefore, you must convert all the demonic power in your body into Buddha Yuan before the selection meeting.
Chapter completed!