Everyone became quiet, and even Yu Ziyuan and Heng Yuening, who were fully alert, remained absolutely quiet.

Although they had thought of all kinds before, they never thought that Nan Sifu was so straightforward and put forward the most core requirements.

The Mist Spirit is a magical life form born naturally from the Mist Mountains. This life form has infinite magical uses, and no matter who falls into the hands of anyone, it can become an ace-like existence.

However, if it is just an ordinary fog spirit, it will not attract the covetousness of people like Buddha. After all, as a Buddha, he has never seen any kind of treasure. It will be extremely difficult to find something that can make him moved.

However, the fog spirit on Yu Linghe's body definitely has the conditions to make Nan Si Buddha moved.

Because, this is a fog spirit that has entered the world of smog and absorbed countless essences of the sea of ​​fog.

The impurities in the sea of ​​fog are poisons that cut their hearts for the indigenous people in the haze world, but for the fog spirit, it is the best nourishing thing. Moreover, while the essence and impurities are essential, the fog spirit will also obtain the merits of the fog world, thereby condensing the power of the fuge. When the power of fuge has been accumulated to a certain level, in this world, even if the gods come, they will not dare to hurt them at all.

Although ordinary fog spirits have the possibility of achieving such a success, the degree to which fog spirits can accommodate impurities is limited. If we use the standard of washing three fog seas in a year, unless we have accumulated thousands or tens of years, we will never be able to achieve the level of fog spirit on Yu Linghe.

However, the fog spirit also has a lifespan limit, and it is extremely rare to expect a fog spirit to be immortal for thousands of years.

Moreover, is it as difficult and rewarding as things that can be done in ten thousand years compared to things that can be accomplished in just five years?

The power of luck can not only be obtained, but also dissipated.

If the power of luck obtained by slowly purifying the fog sea in ten thousand years, it should be able to make the fog spirit worry-free for a lifetime and obtain some life span.

However, if this time period is compressed within five years, the power of luck obtained in a short period of time will be enough to make the fog spirit undergo a huge change like a complete transformation.

Yu Linghe took a deep breath and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Master Buddha, this mist spirit is one of the soul companions of the younger generation. How can you turn your hands on Yu Ren? Please forgive me and don't mention this matter again."

Although Nan Sifo knew the preciousness of Wu Ling, how could Yu Linghe and others not know?

Especially Yu Linghe, as the person in the game, he knew the key point more than anyone else.

On the surface, all the fog seas are purified and cleaned by the fog spirit. However, among them, Yu Linghe's red wind, clouds and world spheres are the most important things.

The fog and sea impurities absorbed are the best raw materials in the world, and at this time, most of them are accumulated in the world.

Although Wu Ling has obtained a huge amount of luck in the smog world, Yu Linghe is the real big-headed winner.

At this time, the fog spirit was on him. Even if someone noticed that the power of luck in the other world on him was extremely strong, he would only think of the fog spirit and would never turn his doubtful eyes on him.

But once he handed over the fog spirit, wouldn’t it be a mistake to let people see the secret?

Therefore, under no circumstances could he hand over the fog spirit.

Nan Sifu sighed, and there seemed to be infinite regret in his voice.

Then, he said in a good manner: "For donor, you have a destiny to be with Buddhism, can you be willing to enter my Buddhism?" His voice rumbling, like thunder and thunder, shaking my heart.

Yu Linghe's face changed, and he said solemnly: "Master Buddha..."

However, before he could say anything, he heard Nansi Buddha say: "If you are willing to enter my Buddhism, I am willing to abdicate immediately. You... are the contemporary Buddha, Nansi Buddha!"

Yu Linghe opened her mouth, but made no sound.

Not only him, but even everyone behind him was dumbfounded and looked at each other.

Nansifu.

This is actually not a name that belongs to a person, but a name that belongs to the entire Buddhist sect and belongs to the Nansiyu of the human race.

As long as you can become the Nansi Buddha, you will become the master of the entire Nansi Domain and become the supreme contemporary Buddha in Buddhism who no one can disobey.

In other words, as long as Yu Linghe gave the order, the entire Nansi Region would act for him. No matter what this order was, even many holy monks in Buddhism would be driven by him, and there would be no complaints.

Such power and such glory have far exceeded the limit that a saint can reach.

Even Yu Linghe, who had already made up his mind, was a little restless.

Because Nan Sifu's promise at this moment is not to pass on the future, but to succeed the throne on the spot.

To be honest, the Buddha Sect, which controls a territory, has the authority far above the ancient Shu Sect.

To be honest, it is definitely a lie. But can such conditions be exchanged for Yu Linghe's recognition?

Looking up at the sky, Yu Linghe looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and countless thoughts in his heart were spinning like a sudden glance. The rest were looking at him silently, including Nan Sifu, waiting for his final decision.

Hongmo's state of mind was the calmest because he didn't need to think about it at all. All he had to do was wait for Yu Linghe's choice, and then follow him step by step.

Yu Linghe chose the ancient Shu sect, and he was the offering of the ancient Shu sect. If Yu Linghe chose Buddhism, he would naturally transform himself into a devil offering of the Buddhist sect.

Well, although this name is a little weird, it may still be seen with strange gazes like Master Xuanling. However, how could he, Lord Hongmo, care about this?

The white dragon horse sniffed, and it had no intention of urging it. Because in its opinion, there seemed to be no difference between the ancient Shu sect and the Buddhist sect.

If Tian Fuxian knew this guy’s mentality at this moment, he would probably sigh that his heart was no longer the same.

As for Yu Ziyuan, her heart is naturally towards the ancient Shu Sect. However, if my younger brother really chose Buddhism, then her position will definitely undergo subtle changes. After all, there is always only one person in her heart.

On the contrary, Heng Yuening and the old man in the fish were extremely nervous because they were both disciples of the ancient Shu sect.

If Yu Linghe's ultimate choice is to betray the Shu Sect, they really don't know how to deal with themselves.

Want to turn against Yu Linghe? Not to mention being reluctant to leave emotionally, even if they do this, it will have no effect on Linghe. Therefore, they couldn't help but pray in their hearts that Yu Linghe must stick to their original intentions and not bewitched by this old monk.

After a long time, Yu Linghe finally lowered his head. His originally somewhat disordered eyes had returned to calm, and the calm that was like an ancient well without any ripples. However, in this absolute calm, there was a kind of persistence that could not be desecrated.

"Hey..." Nan Sifu sighed and said, "Yu Donor, is this your answer?"

Although Yu Linghe did not say a word, Nan Sifu had already understood a lot from this gaze.

Yu Linghe bowed deeply to Nan Sifu and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I really have no chance to be with Buddhism."

Nan Sifu pondered for a moment and said, "For donor, the fog spirit on your body is already the treasure of luck. Since you don't want to take charge of Buddhism, I cannot miss this treasure that can suppress a domain." He stood up slowly and said, "If you want to pass by me, you should hand over the fog spirit."

Since Yu Linghe had made the decision, Nan Sifo stopped nagging. However, he also said his purpose without reservation. He wanted Wu Ling and had to stay!

Yu Linghe looked solemn and said, "Master Buddha, can you... really take action in this world?"

Nan Sifo smiled indifferently and said, "You forgot that I am a native of this world."

Yu Linghe looked at him with bright eyes and said, "Master Buddha, your cultivation has surpassed this world. The reason why you can stay in this world is that you have never used force before."

Nan Sifo laughed in silence and said, "Where did you know?"

Yu Linghe said without hesitation: "I have searched all the ancient books, but I only know that your status in Buddhism is extremely noble, but I have never checked the records of your actions. Even hundreds of years ago, the largest traitor, the Buddhist saint monk, practiced the magical skills, and you never took action when he rebelled from Buddhism." His tone became more and more rapid, and he said: "It's not only you, but I have never checked the records of Master Tianfuxian's action."

Nan Sifu's eyes were quite strange and said, "Donor Yu is really free, he has this idea." He waved his sleeves and smiled, "But the donor Yu guessed wrongly, I'm not unable to take action."

Yu Linghe smiled and said, "Master Buddha, you can do it, but the scope of this action should be limited. If you just deal with an ordinary saint, perhaps you can release enough pressure to achieve your wish. However, if that saint has reached the level of a saint who understands the holy monk, then once you take action, the price you need to pay is not something you can bear."

Nan Sifo was stunned, and his eyes looked at Yu Linghe with a little more admiration.

However, in his heart, he couldn't help but feel more and more regretful.

Such a character still has no connection with me...

Yu Linghe took a step back, and his figure flashed and had already fallen on the white dragon horse.

His wrists trembled, his dragon spear flew, and he said proudly: "Master Buddha, how is Yu today compared to the holy monk who understands nature in the past?"

Nan Sifo glanced at them calmly and said slowly: "It's better than that."

With Yu Linghe and Bailongma working together, they can still only get such an evaluation.

"Sir Buddha, what about me?"

A sword light soared into the sky, as if it had cut through the interstellar stars, hovering beside Ling He.

"And me!"

The stars in the sky seemed to suddenly fill, covering the entire world.

Hongmo and the old man of the fishman looked at each other and took several steps forward. Although they were not qualified to ask the Buddha, they had expressed their wishes in their hearts through their own actions.
Chapter completed!