I have a little bit of talent

Han Tieyi, Tieshan and others followed Butler Zhong into the reception room of Fang Mansion.

Sure enough, Fang Lu was waiting there with a smile on his face.

"Brother Han, you have come from afar, which really brings honor to our humble residence."

"Don't come on, you know why I'm here.

"Fang Lu, you are so good. You can still plot against me even after not seeing me for 20 years. You are still the same as always."

Han Tieyi was polite to Butler Zhong just now.

But when he met Fang Lu, especially when he saw his smiling face, Han Tieyi had nothing nice to say and became extremely angry.

This frightened Tieshan and other disciples of the Iron Fist Sect, and they all lowered their heads and dared not make a sound.

"My nephew Tieshan is here too."

Fang Mu was not annoyed when he heard Han Tieyi's complaints, but he saw Tieshan hiding behind with his head down.

"Tieshan has met Uncle Fang."

Seeing that his master had a bad tone, Tieshan wanted to hide secretly, but Fang Lu had sharp eyes and recognized him immediately, so he had to bow and greet him.

"Meet Master Fang."

With Tieshan taking the lead, the other disciples of the Iron Fist Sect also saluted and greeted in unison.

“No need to be polite, they are all good children.

"Old Zhong, take them to the backyard and prepare more wine and food. Don't be negligent.

"Brother Han and I haven't seen each other for many years. We have something to discuss."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing that Fang Lu had made arrangements, Han Tieyi did not object.

"Go ahead, go ahead, eat and drink more. The Fang family's food and wine are not ordinary. You have to eat and drink more. It would be best if you can make him go bankrupt."

Tieshan and the others were still hesitating until their master gave them the order, but now they had no choice but to follow Butler Zhong to the backyard.

After all the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect left, Fang Lu invited Han Tieyi to sit down and have tea.

Han Tieyi snorted coldly, still with a bad expression on his face, but he did not refuse. He sat down next to Fang Lu without any hesitation and was about to speak.

But Fang Lu's smile suddenly disappeared, and he stretched out his right index finger and pointed it at the air in front of him.

It was just a casual tap of the finger, but Han Tieyi's expression changed drastically.

"Brother Fang, what happened?"

Fang Lu withdrew his fingers, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and smiled again.

“Nothing serious, just that it’s summer and there are a lot of mosquitoes.

"Brother Han, have some tea. Let's talk while we drink."

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Among the thirteen states of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Chanzhou has been the sphere of influence of Buddhism for thousands of years. Even the word "Chan" in Chanzhou comes from Buddhism.

Almost every household in Chanzhou has someone who believes in Buddhism and worships Buddha, and they are proud to join a Buddhist sect.

Even in the government offices, there are many Buddhist disciples.

Therefore, in Chanzhou, apart from the Great Zhou court, the Buddhist sect was the largest force. Its roots were intertwined and its branches were flourishing, which made the remaining non-Buddhist sects feel suffocated.

There are many Buddhist sects throughout the entire Chanzhou area.

The three largest sects are holy places of Buddhism, namely Jinguan Temple, Honglian Sect, and Ancient Buddha Temple.

These three sects all possess the most supreme Buddhist skills, and are far superior to other Buddhist sects in terms of status and strength.

Even every generation of Buddha comes from these three sects, without any surprise.

Today is the day when the Buddha preaches the sutras and chants the Buddha's name every month to spread the Dharma.

The contemporary Buddha came from the ancient Buddhist temple, and the place where he preaches is naturally in this ancient Buddhist temple.

In a square inside the ancient Buddhist temple.

The Buddha was seen sitting high on a lotus platform, his tongue blooming like a lotus, reciting Buddhist scriptures and explaining the true Dharma of Buddhism.

As the saying goes, great elephants are silent, and great sounds are inaudible. The Buddha's voice may not sound loud, but it rings in the ears of many believers, just like someone is whispering the truth in their ears.

The Buddha has infinite magical powers, and his Buddhist voice not only echoes in this ancient Buddhist temple, but also spreads throughout the entire Chanzhou area.

Many people in Chanzhou knelt down and kowtowed to pay homage after hearing the Buddha's voice. Some even shaved their heads on the spot, became monks, and went straight to the nearest Buddhist sect.

Only in the government offices of various places in Chanzhou, a faint green light flashed, protecting the entire city and towns from being affected by the Buddha's sound.

At this time, a large number of Buddhist disciples gathered in the ancient Buddhist temple to listen to the Buddha's Dharma.

Just as I was listening with fascination and absorbed in it, the Buddha's voice suddenly stopped.

The monks looked at the Buddha in confusion, wondering why he suddenly stopped speaking.

However, the Buddha's originally solemn face seemed to become even colder, and his eyes were looking somewhere in the hall.

The monks involuntarily followed the Buddha's gaze and saw that an inconspicuous nun who was sitting in the corner suddenly trembled all over with her eyes closed.

"Jingchen, what's wrong with you?"

A monk nearby was about to go forward to check when the nun named Jingchen suddenly opened her eyes and a ray of golden light emerged from her eyes.

This scared the monk. He and Jingchen both came from Jinguang Temple and studied under the same master, so they were very familiar with each other.

But at this moment, although Jingchen's eyes were shining with golden light, as if his cultivation had made great progress, his expression was completely different from before, as if he was a completely different person.

As the leader of Buddhism, the Buddha naturally knows many secrets of Buddhism in detail.

He knew that although Jingchen was apparently a disciple of the Jinguan Temple of the Three Buddhist Sects, he had actually already been refined by Wuchen into his spiritual clone and left in Chanzhou to prevent any accidents.

Looking at Jingchen's state at this time, it is clear that his soul has been replaced, and Jingchen has become Wuchen.

However, Wu Chen should be in the Shennian Sect outside Dushan City, setting up the Tianbing Pavilion, but he has awakened in his Shennian clone at this moment, which means that his original body has died.

But considering his cultivation level as a grandmaster, who in a mere Dushan City could do it?

Thinking of this, the Buddha asked:

"Jingchen, come forward."

Of course, the Buddha could not call out Wuchen's order. After all, it would not be good if other Buddhist disciples knew that Jingchen had already been trained to be a divine incarnation and his soul had been destroyed.

Buddhism has always been promoting compassion and saving all living beings. If the idea were to harm even their own disciples, their reputation would be ruined if it were to spread.

For the Buddha, who is determined to expand Buddhism and surpass Confucianism and Taoism, this is obviously unacceptable.

Hearing the Buddha's call, Jingchen stood up and walked slowly to the center of the field. Facing the Buddha from afar, he clasped his hands together and bowed his head in salute.

"Jingchen pays respect to the Buddha."

Wu Chen felt somewhat relieved that he had a backup plan, otherwise he would have died completely.

Thinking back to Fang Mu's sword, Wu Chen still felt a little frightened.

Even the Vajra Indestructible True Meaning that he had comprehended after years of hard practice could not withstand such exterminating and murderous sword intent. It collapsed at the first touch.

But he woke up at the very moment when the Buddha was preaching, and Wu Chen's fear disappeared.

After all, the Buddha has great magical powers and is almost invincible in the world. With his protection, there should be no problem.

The Buddha seemed to sense that Wu Chen was actually a little afraid, and was even more curious.

"Whatever you want to say, just tell me."

Wu Chen looked up and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed, his face was full of horror, and he couldn't utter a word.

Many high-ranking Buddhists, led by the Buddha, all changed color and looked up towards the sky.