243: C243 Monk of Ten Directions

C243 Monk of Ten Directions

In the sky above the moon above the osmanthus trees, eating the legendary delicacies of Dragon Meat, the cultivation base of the cultivators slowly rose.

After a few cups of the fine wine of the Blood Dragon Wine, the atmosphere became even more intense, and everyone's faces turned red.

This was the stimulation of the Dragon Blood Wine, the excitement of cultivation base breakthrough, and the excitement of participating in such an immortal banquet.

Looking at their cracked mouths, Duan Zexiong felt even happier than them.

"Eat, eat more!"

It was like watching a big fish bite the bait. This free Venomous Snake Dragon Meat Feast was just bait!

These people had eaten the Venomous Snake Dragon Meat and felt that eating meat could increase their strength rapidly.

What if there was nothing else to eat? They would definitely think of the Venomous Snake Dragon Meat.

If they wanted to taste the Dragon Meat again, it wouldn't be free!

This was Jiang Ling's plan.

And it was even more ruthless.

In Jiang Ling's plan, the next three days would be the Venomous Snake Dragon Meat Banquet, letting them have a good time.

If they ate once, they might not be addicted. If they ate nine times in three days, even Buddha might be addicted to it.

At that time, they would have to obediently pay for it!

If they did not have money, they could use cultivation techniques, pill treasures, or Spirit Stone to exchange for it.

Furthermore, the best material for the ___ Dragon was in the God Sect. Zhan Muxue and Situ Qing were good at alchemy and Talisman. These were the most high-end things.

The dragon was as huge as a mountain range, and each one of them was a treasure. These things had been processed by the God Sect into pill, Talisman, and magical weapons, and could be sold at a higher price!

As he imagined that someone would send treasures over in the future, a smile appeared on Duan Zexiong's face.

"Master is still the best!"

For the next three days.

In the Moon Osmanthus Palace in the sky, the three meals a day were all dragon meat banquets.

Free!

On the first day a cultivator used this "free" and "super strong medicinal effects, the Venomous Snake Dragon Meat" to display their precious communication talisman to the sect or to the clan. The entire Southern Wasteland was in an uproar.

The cultivators who had rushed over within three days urged their spiritual energy with all their might and drove the Spirit Boat over from all over the place.

As time passed, more and more cultivators arrived.

There were even some demons that rushed over to attend the banquet.

At the foot of the mountain, in a pavilion.

After the hundreds of thousands of townspeople ate the Venomous Snake Dragon Meat for the first time, many of them washed their meridians and could barely cultivate.

Even so, with such talent, they would at most be at the Second Stage Realm for the rest of their lives. However, it was also a very good start.

Such a huge number of disciples was enough to provide a large number of high-quality disciples of the Outer Sect.

The cultivators of the Moon Osmanthus Tree Palace had a huge appetite. They had enough mid-grade Venomous Snake Dragon Meat and a limited amount of Spirit Rice.

However, the mortals on the ground were different. Just eating a few pieces of Venomous Snake Dragon Meat would cause a person to be roasted like a furnace. Eating more would cause the person's body to explode.

Moreover, there were many mortals on the ground. The surrounding townspeople all rushed over.

Duan Zexiong had already expected this. Under the reminder of his master, it was changed to the Flowing Water Feast. In any case, no matter how many of these townspeople there were, they would not be able to eat much of the Spirit Rice and Venomous Snake Dragon Meat.

Just like that.

The Moon Osmanthus Tree Palace in the sky was filled with immortal music, and the ringing of bells could be heard.

The pavilions and pavilions on the ground were filled with people, and they were laughing and laughing.

...

On the third day of the banquet, the number of people increased. There were still many people rushing over from outside the God Mountain.

In the northeastern part of the God Mountain.

On a dirt road, a white-robed monk had red lips and white teeth. His eyes were as pure as water and full of Buddha nature. He held a golden staff in his hand, and as he walked, he revealed a compassionate expression as he recited Buddhist scriptures.

Wherever he passed, Sanskrit sandalwood singing, golden flowers dancing in the sky, hearing Buddhist scriptures' human faces, his mood was peaceful, his worries dissipating.

This extraordinary disciple was called "Wisdom." He was the personal disciple of Wutong Continent's Heavenly Heart Temple who presided over it.

His talent was high and his wisdom root was deep. At such a young age, he already had the strength of a late Divine Altar Stage. Hui Neng was powerful and his dharma was profound. Everyone called him "Ten Directions Monk." Everyone in Buddhism believed that he was the reincarnation of the Buddha in the sky.

Wisdom did not fail to live up to this name. He had a deep understanding of the Buddhist Dharma, and he often spoke some profound Buddhist words.

Even the abbot of Tianxin Temple sometimes sighed in admiration.

These few days, he was sent down the mountain by his master to gain experience in the world.

Hui Neng went up the mountain at the age of two and stayed on the mountain for twenty years. He had never gone down the mountain. Now, after he entered the Southern Wasteland, he was curious about everything he saw.

Looking at a big bird flying in the sky and sensing its demonic aura, Hui Neng was shocked and subconsciously tightened his grip on the Vajra Staff.

This was the fifth monster he had encountered.

It was just that these monsters did not have the energy to endure, nor did they have the sin of killing. Hui Neng did not attack him.

Looking at the pedestrians who hurriedly saw the monsters and did not escape, Hui Neng walked up and asked:

"Benefactor, why did you not flee when you saw the demons? Aren't you afraid?"

This old uncle sized Hui Neng up and down. He saw his Buddhist eyes and knew that he wasn't a bad person.

The old uncle laughed and said, "This place is close to the God Mountain. All the demons who dare to eat humans were killed by the disciples of the God Sect. With the protection of the God Sect, of course we aren't afraid. "

God Sect?

Hui Neng secretly recorded this name down.

"Then why are these demons appearing now?"

"You don't even know this?" The old uncle looked at Hui Neng and waved his hand, "Dragon Meat Banquet!"

"Whether it's cultivators or ordinary people in the Southern Wasteland, everyone knows that the God Sect is hosting the Dragon Meat Banquet. Everyone can go and eat for free!"

"Oh right, monk, are you also going to eat the Dragon Meat?"2

"An Ni, this poor monk doesn't eat meat." Hui Neng made a promise.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the old uncle's face was somewhat embarrassed. "From the looks of it, you are an eminent monk who holds a ring. I said something wrong when I was older."

"It's fine. I can go and take a look too."

Hui Neng followed the old uncle and rushed to God Mountain along with the flow of people.

Along the way, Hui Neng was very curious and asked the old man many stories about the God Sect.

"... The God Sect is very good to us mortals. The previous few calamities were all because of their protection. That's why we survived. In my eyes, they are all Divine Immortal figures."

The more he knew about the God Sect, the more curious Hui Neng became.

The God Sect was equal to Buddhism when it came to subduing demons and devils.

It would be great if such a sect was filled with wisdom. It would be great if they could join Buddha Sect.

Of course, this was only the thought of the Wisdom Sect.

Although he was kind and pure, and had dealt with Buddhist scriptures for his entire life, he knew that this was impossible.

Hui Neng measured the heaven and earth with his footsteps, and he wore a peaceful expression on his face. Then, he followed the old uncle and walked step by step to the God Sect.

In the Sky High Moon Osmanthus Palace, Duan Zexiong felt a slight headache when he saw the extraordinary Hui Neng in front of him.

This was the strongest Buddhist monk from the Wutong Continent, the "Ten Directions Buddhist Monk."

"We are organizing the Dragon Meat Banquet. There are too many meat dishes. Great Master, please return." Duan Zexiong said.

"It's fine. This poor monk can solve everyone's problem." Hui Neng said with a calm tone and a smile on his face.

The cultivators attending the banquet all gathered around with curious expressions on their faces.

One of them was the current Sect Leader of God Sect, and the other was the most famous monk in Wutong Continent, the Ten Directions Buddhist.

Everyone had curious expressions on their faces. They wanted to know what was going to happen.

"Zexiong, let me do it."

A gentle voice was heard. Jiang Ling, who was wearing a light blue robe, appeared in the palace.

Jiang Ling was handsome and had a pair of intelligent eyes. His aura was like that of a mortal, but everyone recognized him.

The Ancestor had appeared!

Everyone held their breaths as they stared at the scene in front of them.

"Little monk, do you think that killing in our God Sect is wrong?"

"Yes. Killing violates the precepts. "

" Then let's have a proper debate "

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