"I know, I'm just looking for something and I'll be back soon."

"You must come back as soon as possible. Once the Thunder Temple actually appears, it will still be an opportunity for us."

Zi Chen smiled, he didn't dare to hope for the chance of becoming a god.

The two of them went to Buddhism, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away in a vast desert. The monk took Zi Chen and came in directly without any notification.

Along the way, Zi Chen discovered that there were not many Buddhist disciples, but their strength was not weak. Moreover, after entering the Buddhist sect, there was a pure Buddhist power surging in the Buddhist sect, and the whole person became much more relaxed.

This feeling made Zi Chen enjoy it very much. He was free from the world and had natural tranquility. At that moment, he actually had the urge to take refuge.

Deep inside the Buddhist gate, there is a large hall, in which sits an old monk.

As soon as Zi Chen and the monk came in, the old monk's eyes fell on Zi Chen. His eyes were calm and deep, like an abyss.

"This is the helper you are looking for." The old monk spoke, speaking slowly but clearly.

"Is there any question?" the monk asked, without much respect.

The old monk shook his head, with a kind smile on his face: "Of course, no problem."

"Then we can go." The monk said again, his attitude still cold.

"Let's go." The old monk stood up and personally took the monk and Zi Chen with him.

"This is the current master of the Buddhist sect." The old monk walked in front, and the monk behind him explained to Zi Chen in a low voice.

There was surprise on Zi Chen's face: "He is the master of the sect, and you still have this attitude."
Chapter completed!