"Amitabha!"

The bright and pure Buddha light flows out of the Wanfu Pavilion like flowing water, radiating infinite light, bringing the meaning of purity.

Everyone felt that this Buddha light rose to the east and brought endless light, and those who were not firm in their hearts even had the thought of taking refuge.

"Hmph. I don't speak, and the strange power is in chaos."

With the angry snorting of the Confucian sect, the thoughts in everyone's hearts were dispersed. Ouyang Yan said disdainfully: "Pretending to be a god is just a false and empty word of deception."

The previous purity dissipated in the anger that stirred up the scene, and the infinite light slowly turned into invisible.

However, the nine figures that suddenly appeared in Wanfu Pavilion made many masters present with great skills in their hearts.

When the Buddha's name came, many people had already noticed it, but even so many people still did not realize when these nine monks entered the Wanfu Pavilion.

Even Qingyu, who is carrying the "Son of Heaven's Qi-seeing Art", was the same. These nine monks seemed to be coming by the light and appeared in the Wanfu Pavilion instantly with the clear Buddha light.

'This shouldn't be.' Qingyu thought to himself.

These Tantric monks are still afraid of being strangled by Zen Buddhism, and no one of the strong men in the Shen Realm appears. The monk Yuancheng, led by these nine monks, knew that among the masters who appeared in Tantric Buddhism, he was the one with the highest realm.

However, Monk Yuancheng's realm is still in the realm of True Dan, and he has not yet reached the realm of transcending mortals. Even Qingyu's "Son of Heaven's Qi-seeing Technique" cannot see through his actions, but he should also be able to see some clues.

Moreover, not only Qingyu didn't see through it, but judging from Ouyang Yan's serious face in front of him, he probably didn't see through it either.

Ouyang Yan is a master of the True Dan Realm with Yuancheng. Yuancheng could not hide it from him. He instantly arrived in Wanfu Pavilion and brought eight Divine Yuan Realm warriors.

Yes, the other eight monks are all warriors in the Divine Yuan Realm. Their situation is simple and clear in Qingyu's eyes. Not to mention that all the details are exposed, they are still exposed.

These eight people could not be concealed by Qingyu and Ouyang Yan's sight, but they just concealed it.

However, no matter what everyone here thinks, these nine Tantric monks showed their power as a fact. Feng Tianming, who was sitting above, looked at Ouyang Yan with a solemn expression, smiled, and said, "Master Yuancheng, I'm working hard."

"Amitabha," Yuancheng clasped his hands together and said, "The Great Zhou is long and stable, and your Majesty is wise and sage, and praying for the Great Zhou and Your Majesty is a separate responsibility. How can you be troubled?"

As he said that, Yuancheng said to the eight monks behind him: "My junior brothers, let's start."

The nine people suddenly fell cross-legged, and the bright Buddha light that had appeared as before appeared on their bodies. The true energy was connected in an inexplicable formation, and a formation diagram appeared under their seats.

‘This is… Jiuhui Mandala.’ Qingyu looked at this formation map and realized something in his heart.

Just like the five people from Kūkai who met Qiangong Castle before, Yuancheng and the nine people also used this supreme formation of Tantric Buddhism to completely integrate the true energy of the nine people, allowing Yuancheng and others to have part of the atmosphere of the Shentong Realm. Therefore, they can instantly arrive in Wanfu Pavilion without any observation of Ouyang Yan of the True Dan Realm.

Now, Yuan Cheng and others don’t know what to do with these nine-meet mandala formations?

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As the words recited, the Buddha light on Yuancheng and nine others became brighter, but it did not give people a glaring feeling.

Countless golden characters "" were spit out from the mouths of nine monks, circling upwards, gathering about a foot above the top to form a large golden character "".

Later, under the push of Yuancheng and others, the character "" slowly rotated and flew above the large jar full of Laba porridge, sprinkled with infinite light, and slowly penetrated into Laba porridge.

This process lasted for a quarter of an hour.

"Amitabha, go."

Yuan Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and pointed at Xugui, lifting up the white jade bowl that had been prepared with true energy and slept in the air.

Afterwards, in the big jar, golden light shone everywhere, and countless objects like golden sand rushed out of the jar, and flew into various floating white jade bowls in an orderly manner.

‘Depending on it, there is really a shiny dish.’ With Qingyu’s eyes, you can clearly see that these substances similar to golden sand are the staple food of this Laba Festival - Laba porridge.

After unknown operations by Yuancheng and others, this originally ordinary miscellaneous food is now shining with golden light, unlike ordinary things.

After all the white jade bowls were placed in Laba porridge, they slowly fell to the table in front of everyone under the guidance of true energy, falling directly into the middle.

After doing these things, Yuan Cheng stood up and held the last two bowls of Laba porridge that had not been sent by the true energy on his hands. He slowly walked up to the platform, walked to Feng Tianming, and handed the two bowls of Laba porridge, "Your Majesty, please!"

This monk is so cruel!

Everyone present saw this scene and couldn't help but say this in their hearts.

The master of the True Dan Realm can be called a "land god" and is at the beginning of his transformation of life. Even Feng Tianming, as the noble of a country, cannot make him do this job.

However, now, Yuan Cheng took the initiative to do this job and put down the body of a martial artist in the True Dan Realm. How could he not be called a ruthless person?

At least at this moment, in Feng Tianming's mind, Tantric monks are much more sensible than Confucian scholars.

Everyone's faces were different for this scene. Only Ouyang Yan did not see the seriousness he had just said calmly and ignored the shocking scene.

'It seems that there are other inside stories.' Qingyu thought to himself.

Then, he ignored this scene and prepared to taste what the consecrated Laba porridge tasted.

But, this...

The golden Buddha light completely dyed the Laba porridge with golden color. Now Qingyu's "Son of Heaven's Qi-seeing Technique" can still see the flow of Buddha light in the porridge, which looks full of sacred aura.

However, no matter how sacred the breath is full of, it cannot cover up the golden color of this Laba porridge, which is like a sense of déjà vu when it comes to stomachache.

This feeling of déjà made Qingyu know that the benefits of this porridge should be quite good, but he did not have the urge to sneer.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?" Zeng Yue beside him saw Qingyu staring at the consecrated Laba porridge, and he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Senior brother, I suddenly feel a little nauseous."
Chapter completed!