Chapter 55 Building a Temple at the Foot of the Magic Mountain
Early the next morning, Udanhua opened her eyes refreshed and saw that Mu Fusheng was still meditating next to her, with his eyes closed and reciting sutras. She thought to herself: "Has he been reciting all night?"
Utanhua moved a little, and Mu Fusheng immediately opened his eyes. Seeing Utanhua's energetic look, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Amitabha, senior, good morning."
"You idiot, why are you reciting sutras all night long? Just go to sleep when I sleep." Youtanhua said angrily, feeling a little distressed in his heart.
Mu Fusheng said calmly: "Senior, it's okay. The young monk just got a relic and practiced for a while."
Youtanhua looked Mu Fusheng up and down. Indeed, the relics had integrated well with Mu Fusheng. Youtanhua sent out a ray of aura to test Mu Fusheng.
Sure enough, Mu Fusheng was surrounded by a thick Buddha's light, which was light but long. What was strange was that Buddhist cultivators would instinctively resist the aura of demonic cultivators, but Mu Fusheng consciously welcomed her temptation, and even used the Buddha's light to gently
The earth enveloped her breath.
A small trial and interaction, but also like teasing and teasing, a fiery red flame and a golden Buddha light intertwined and played together.
This was originally to test the depth of Mu Fusheng's magic power, but now it made You Tanhua blush. She took back her breath in embarrassment and thought to herself: "The little monk is so powerful now, how can he be so good! How dare you
By teasing her, are you really being crippled by her?"
Youtanhua coughed slightly and got up from the bed, and said seriously: "Little monk, you are now a Zen master and you have obtained a relic. What are your plans in the future?"
"Amitabha," Mu Fusheng clasped his hands and said, "If possible, the young monk would like to hold a water and land Dharma assembly at the foot of the Magic Mountain and on the bank of the Hushan River to preach the Dharma."
Youtanhua let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mu Fusheng didn't mention leaving the Magic Mountain. With Mu Fusheng's current influence, it would be easy to gain a foothold anywhere. She didn't want to go to the step of using force to keep him.
So, she smiled and said: "I approve it."
A few days after Udanhua left the mountain, Magic Mountain had already accumulated a lot of matters that required her decision. What's more, today was also the monthly meeting of Magic Mountain, so she was dragged away by Cuiguo early in the morning.
Cuiguo reported a bunch of trivial matters to Youtanhua, and Youtanhua replied impatiently.
"Cuiguo, Qu Wanning will also participate in this monthly meeting," Youtanhua said.
Cui Guo was stunned and reminded: "Qu Wanning is just a demon king, and everyone attending the meeting is a demon king. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."
Youtanhua waved his hand and said: "Just let her follow me. Who dares to have an opinion on the people I want to train? What's more, what about the Demon Lord? Hundreds of years have passed and no one has made a breakthrough. It's okay to put some pressure on them."
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"Yes." Cuiguo lowered his head and replied.
But as a Demon Lord, she knows that although the Demon Lord is only one level away from the Demon Lord, the difficulty in the middle can be imagined. The demon cultivators who can break through and become the Demon Lord have always been the best. Youtanhua was introduced to the Demon Mountain by her.
, her speed of improvement is probably unrivaled by anyone in the demon world.
During Cuiguo's silence, Youtanhua suddenly said: "By the way, I am in the Nanyin realm. Oh, no, it is the Magic Mountain realm now. I accidentally entered a temple, which enshrines Mu Fusheng's past life, but
It is estimated that no one in the Magic Mountain world believes in Buddhism anymore. That temple is so pitiful there. Let’s move it to the foot of the Magic Mountain.”
"What?" Cuiguo was stunned as soon as he came to his senses, "Lord, do you want to build a temple at the foot of the Magic Mountain?"
"Well, what's the matter? There is a Buddhist disciple in my magic mountain. He has become a Zen master. He also carries relics. What's wrong with building a temple?" Udanhua raised his eyebrows, "The configurations of the big temples in Nanyang world are just like this.
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Cuiguo was ashamed: "Lord, don't be in love... I just gave you Mu Fusheng's dragon mount, and now you want to give me a house? But, how can anyone build a temple at the foot of the Magic Mountain? Isn't this nondescript?"