The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 905 - 287: Dad Is So Cool, the Benefactor Is the Buddha Son

Zhou Qing knew that these two monks were looking for someone, but he didn't expect them to come from Jiyuan Temple in a fifth-level Cultivation Country.

You have to know, I used the [Corpse-Touching Sticker] to freeload that Spirit Slash Realm Great Perfection Master Kuti Chan's "Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone".

Such a coincidence?

Wait, could it be they're looking for me?

"Zhou, do you know Jiyuan Temple?" Shen Yunzhou asked curiously as he looked at Zhou Qing's expression.

Coming to his senses, Zhou Qing quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, no, I've only heard of a place called Lanruo Temple before."

"Alright then, based on my guess, this Venerable Jue Ming has traveled far and wide, and brought up these three Buddhist Zen questions, it should be to see if there's anyone here with spiritual roots, and he wants to recruit disciples!"

Shen Yunzhou said with certainty.

"Recruit disciples!" The three of them said in unison.

Lu Yaoyao's eyes widened, Yan Xiaohu stroked his chin, while Zhou Qing frowned slightly.

Shen Yunzhou nodded, his gaze brightened as he said, "Exactly, but speaking of which, if one could be accepted under Venerable Jue Ming's tutelage, it would truly be like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, ascending to the heavens in one leap!"

"Not only is your master in the Spirit Severing Realm, but there are also a large group of uncles. Even in a fifth-level Cultivation Country, no one would dare not show face to Jiyuan Temple!"

As they heard Shen Huangmao's words, the three were all moved, exchanging amazed glances with each other.

It seems that Jiyuan Temple's background in the Celestial Fate Sacred Dynasty is quite extraordinary indeed!

"Well… do you think, apart from not having spiritual roots, does my appearance look like I could become a monk?"

At this moment, Yan Xiaohu shyly touched his round face and asked.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, scrutinizing his squinting eyes.

It was unclear who couldn't hold it in first, but a burst of laughter erupted, followed by more from everyone.

"What's the matter?" Yan Xiaohu asked, his face turning red.

Shen Yunzhou patted him on the shoulder, unable to hold back his laughter, "Yan, to be honest, you do have a good foundation, making it evident at first glance that you're like a lecherous monk with a fat head and big ears."

"Get lost!" Yan Xiaohu feigned anger and shoved him.

As laughter subsided, the topic returned to Jiyuan Temple's recruitment.

However, Zhou Qing really couldn't help them. He hardly understood any of this. Even if he could bluff his way through, having no spiritual roots means having no spiritual roots.

If someone passed you some Buddhist Divine Techniques, like this "Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone", would you get it?

Be careful not to be sent back in disgrace, or it'd be an enormous embarrassment!

Little did he expect that they would be staying at Cyan Feather Immortal Sect right now. Fortunately, he didn't go there.

If they detected his "Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone", how would you explain?

It's a secret not passed on by Jiyuan Temple, and no one has ever successfully cultivated it in the Divinity Transformation Realm. No matter how lame your excuse, they probably wouldn't believe it.

While pondering this, Yan Xiaohu came over again, his eyes bright, "The elder said, people should aim high. If we, the core disciples, could latch onto the big tree of Jiyuan Temple, the sect would only be pleased to see it."

"Moreover, taking on a few more masters doesn't hurt, as long as you keep Taiqing Sect in your heart!"

Anyway, up until now, all core and true disciples have been wracking their brains to deal with the upcoming "exam".

Zhou Qing couldn't help but shake his head, why not just say you want to go?

Shen Huangmao's family is a super-family, his sister is even in the late-stage Spirit Severing Realm, and probably has no interest in becoming a monk.

And as for Lu, let's not even mention it; if she wanted to become anything, it would be a nun.

But seeing the eager excitement in his third senior brother's eyes, Zhou Qing couldn't help but have a little fun.

He grinned, clasped his hands together, and pretended to be serious, "Amitabha, in my humble opinion, Donor Yan has a benevolent appearance, wisdom hidden beneath, truly has a destined connection with Buddhism..."

But before Zhou Qing finished speaking, the Primordial Spirit within his sea of consciousness suddenly emitted a searing golden glow.

The Divine Technique "Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone" unexpectedly started operating uncontrollably.

His expression changed, trying to stop it but finding it out of control, his whole body's bones kept exploding with sound, and golden patterns surged along his meridians to his skin surface instantly.

In the next moment, a colossal Buddha phantom appeared behind Zhou Qing.

The Buddha donned a shimmering gold robe, with brows like distant mountains and eyes filled with compassion, right hand in an unfearful mudra, left hand holding a luminous seven-treasure lotus platform.

And waves of Zen sound wafted from the void, resonating across the entire Little Spirit Peak.

Meanwhile, in Cyan Feather Immortal Sect!

The meditating Venerable Jue Ming suddenly opened his eyes, turning quickly to the northeast direction.

With shock in his eyes, "Kongchan, go!"

Before the words finished, his withered hand had already grabbed the drowsy little monk by the neck, and the Buddha Power from his fingertips tore through space in an instant, the master and disciple vanished into the void.

But in an instant, when they appeared again, they were at Taiqing Sect's Little Spirit Peak.

And not a hundred meters away from them, there were four young figures.

One of them was surrounded by brilliant golden light, with the magnificent golden Buddha phantom suspended behind him.

Around the Buddha, endless sutras emerged, and the Brahma sound resonated like a great bell, shaking the surrounding clouds into turmoil.

And there he was, hands clasped together!

The little monk Kongchan rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling, "Master, that seems like the sutras of 'Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone'!"

Venerable Jue Ming's throat moved, his voice almost breaking, "Round, round-level 'Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone'! How is this possible?"

"Besides Master Kuti Chan, only the Abbot has successfully cultivated this technique, this... this..."

Moreover, that young man's face looks so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before.

Right, a golden shining birdman!