I have a little bit of talent

The position of Buddha mentioned by Wu Chen is of course very tempting, but it has no appeal to Fang Mu.

He is free-spirited and doesn't like being bound. Even his own father can't control him much.

Although Buddhism does not prohibit marriage, it still has many other rules and regulations.

Asking him to abide by all those miscellaneous rules and regulations is more painful than killing him.

Besides, even if his Buddhist sect has countless magical powers and secret techniques that can help him achieve enlightenment and gain infinite magical powers, his Fang family also has Fang Lu, a great Confucian master who is unprecedented in history, and the unique skills he passes down may not be much different.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu laughed and said:

"Of course I don't want to,"

Wu Chen let out a long sigh, his eyes shining with a gleam of light.

"Then I can only take you back to Chanzhou first. As long as you read the scriptures more, you will change your mind sooner or later and be willing to be my Buddhist disciple!"

"If soft tactics don't work, then use hard tactics, that's the way you Buddhists do it.

"I want to see what kind of arrogant words you, an old nun, have!"

There was no point in talking, so Fang Mu didn't wait for Wu Chen to make the first move and directly sent out a palm strike.

Fang Mu learned many skills, including the Fang family's unique skills, as well as many skills collected in Fang Lu's study.

Before this, apart from using it when fighting with Han Tieyi, there was no chance to use it.

And this Master Wu Chen is the leader of the Shennian Sect. She has been planning for the Buddhist family in Dushan City for many years. She must be a real master. Fang Mu was excited to see the prey and took the initiative to make a move, wanting to show off what he had learned in the past few days.

Fang Mu's palm strike seemed simple and direct, but the palm power of his true energy had already covered Wu Chen's entire body, front and back, like covering the sky and the sun.

The wind arrived before the palm. The air in the Buddhist hall was driven by the palm force, forming a gust of wind, which blew up smoke and dust on the Buddhist platform.

Wu Chen's plain white monk's robe was rustling in the wind. Seeing that the palm force was about to hit him, he simply clasped his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, and did not even dodge, but just recited a sentence.

"Amitabha!"

As a Buddhist name was chanted lightly, a golden light emerged from Wu Chen's body and formed a protective shield of Qi within three feet in front of him, which collided with Fang Mu's palm power.

Boom, boom, boom, for a moment, the sound of the palm power and the internal energy colliding was endless.

The energy between the two radiated out in all directions, smashing the decorations inside the temple to pieces, and even blowing off most of the roof of the temple, and the golden sunlight immediately poured down.

This is not over yet. What happened just now was just a palm force from a distance. At this moment, Fang Mu’s palm also touched the golden shield.

As soon as the two came into contact, ripples began to form in the protective shield with Fang Mu's palm as the center, spreading in all directions.

Boom, boom, boom. This time the sound was like a pounding hammer hitting a drum. Wu Chen's energy shield suddenly shrank a bit, and the leaking energy also spread out.

Before Fang Mu's palm strike landed, he raised his fist, and his two fists rained down on the Qi shield. With every punch, the shield glowed with golden light and shrank by three points.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Mu had already thrown dozens of punches, each with such force and power that the sound of drums continued to be heard inside the Buddhist temple, and the protective shield of the Qi was reduced to nothing but a piece of gold paper.

And with Fang Mu's another punch, the gold paper was finally covered with cracks and shattered with a snap.

The punch hit Wu Chen directly.

Who knew that Wu Chen had practiced some kind of physical training method, and when Fang Mu's fist hit him, it actually made a sound of metal clashing.

Wu Chen was hit by Fang Mu's punch and was pushed by the huge force. He moved backwards several meters, smashing the altar in front of the Buddha statue into pieces, and then broke the outer shell of the huge bronze Buddha statue and fell into the inside of the statue.

This well-kept Buddhist temple had already been destroyed by the scattered energy. The walls and pillars were all broken.

The huge Buddhist temple now only has ruins left, except for a Buddha statue with a big hole in it.

Qin Qianqian knew something was wrong when the two men started fighting, and she slipped away early. Now, seeing that the two men had torn the Buddhist temple to pieces in an instant, she patted her chest with relief.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Shennian Sect?"

"The noise coming from the master of the Buddhist temple, how brave!"

……

The noise was so loud that the house was blown up, so naturally it could not be hidden from the people of the Shennian Sect.

There was a whistling sound of wind, and dozens of Shennian Sect disciples wearing monk robes arrived in front of the Buddhist temple.

All I saw was the completely destroyed Buddhist temple, with only a young man standing in the middle, and no sign of Wu Chen.

"Junior Sister Qin, what's going on? Where's Master?"

Seeing Qin Qianqian standing not far away, an older disciple of the Shennian Sect asked.

Qin Qianqian was about to speak when she saw these familiar fellow disciples.

Another sound of wind was heard, and a man was seen falling from the sky, his figure flashing continuously. He circled around these disciples of Shennian Sect before appearing in front of Qin Qianqian.

"Qianqian, there's no need to waste time, just do it today."

The man who came had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was extremely handsome. He was Qin Rushan, the leader of Tianbing Pavilion.

Before he finished speaking, the disciples of the Shennian Sect fell to the ground one by one.

But just now they were all knocked unconscious by Qin Rushan in an instant.

A bit of awe-inspiring air, a thousand miles of breezy wind.

Although Qin Rushan had never practiced the great righteousness, his Confucianism had enabled him to move extremely swiftly, and he had even reached the master level.

What's more, he didn't care about bullying the weak disciples of Shennian Sect, which shows how angry he was.

"Uncle Qin, you've dealt with this little one, so I'll trouble you to help me clear the way. I didn't get enough of the two hits I just made."

Fang Mu finally came across a good target, but he didn't want Qin Rushu to snatch it away.

"My dear nephew, just do what you want. Don't worry."

Qin Rushu smiled when he heard this.

"Master Wuchen, even though it's hot, hiding inside the Buddha statue is disrespectful to the Buddha. Please come out."

Seeing that Qin Rushu did not stop him, Fang Mu spoke loudly.

This old nun had mastered the art of horizontal training to perfection, and the force of his punch was greatly reduced after it broke the shield, so he didn't hurt her at all.

Sure enough, Wu Chen walked out of the hole in the Buddha statue after hearing what was said, without a single scar on his body.

Wu Chen didn't even look at the Shennian Sect disciples lying on the ground. He just stared at Fang Mu, with a smile on his face that was three points wider than before.

"The noble and righteous spirit, the Sky-lifting Palm, and the Iron Wire Fist.

"I didn't expect that Young Master Zhao has practiced so many techniques. He is indeed extremely gifted. He is a person who can achieve great things. He is incomparable to ordinary people. He is indeed the destined Buddha of my Buddhist family."

Wu Chen took a step forward every time he uttered a word. After finishing two sentences, he was less than three meters away from Fang Mu.

She didn't even look at Qin Rushan during the whole process, as if this Confucian master didn't exist.

"You old nun, you're a Vajra master, but I didn't expect that the hardest part of your body is your mouth!"

Fang Mu sneered.

"Young man, you are so stubborn that you won't listen to my kind words of advice.

"That's fine. When we get to Chanzhou and take the position of a Buddhist disciple, you will naturally be grateful to me."

Seeing that Fang Mu was really hard to persuade, Wu Chen had no choice but to take action.