Chapter 1711 I Wonder if You Are Interested in My Magic Path

Once again on the stage, neither the process nor the result had changed at all.

"Bang!!"

A ball of blood mist appeared on the ring for unknown number of times.

"Buddha doesn't believe it anymore, and I still can't kill you."

Another hour later, Wu Hong appeared in front of the Stairway to Heaven.

He has lost interest in the Hammer Dwarves!

Two consecutive hours of death left a shadow in his heart.

Besides, he now has a little understanding of Yang Feng's identity.

In Wu Hong's opinion, Yang Feng at least has something to do with the divine world.

On this point alone, Wu Hong didn't want to investigate further.

As long as you don't choose to give up in your heart, the heartbreaking pain will not appear.

As long as the time comes and the person who asks him to inquire about Yang Feng's system appears, he will be truly free.

"The Stairway to Heaven, haha. Let Buddha see how your immortal helps me up."

Wu Hong wanted to see if an immortal would appear.

Moreover, it depends on how the immortal will look when facing a Buddhist disciple like himself.

After all, the Buddhist world and the fairy world are now incompatible.

When Wu Hong reached the seventeenth staircase, he found that he couldn't stand it anymore.

At this moment, Wu Hong felt very broken, "How is it possible? I am a Venerable!"

He is a dignified venerable person, how could he not even be able to bear the seventeenth step to the elevator?

"By the way, this guy's talent must be too poor. That must be the case."

Wu Hong felt relieved when he thought that he was now in the body of Guan Shanyong, a good-for-nothing.

"Now that things have come to a point, we can only join the Burning Temple."

Wanting to change his current situation, Wu Hong felt that he had to visit Buddhism.

Now Fentian is the only Buddhist sect in Fanxuanhuang Realm. Perhaps after returning to his old profession, he can get rid of this weak body.

Soon, Wu Hong came to Xilan Planet, now renamed Xitian, and came to Burntian Temple.

Wu Hong randomly found a young novice monk and asked, "Amitabha, this master, what steps do I need to take to join your Burning Heaven Temple?"

The little novice monk was very polite and polite.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, thank you very much for choosing me, Fentian Temple, among many forces. This is the honor of Fentian Temple."

Seeing the little novice monk's appearance, Wu Hong felt very proud.

He didn't think much about whether he could join the Burning Heaven Temple. With his own qualifications for cultivating Buddhism, how could he not join a small Buddhist cultivating force?

However, what the young novice said next left Wuhong stunned and even unbelievable.

“However, I, Burnian Temple, is an authentic Buddhist sect, and what I value is fate.

The young monk thinks that the benefactor has not finished his mortal life and is not suitable to join me in Fentian Temple to practice Buddhism. "

The young novice monk said this very tactfully. Burntian Temple does not accept everyone.

It doesn't matter if you don't have any talent, as long as you have a connection with Buddha, Fentian Temple will still accept you.

On the contrary, even if you are a once-in-a-million-year genius, but you have no connection with Buddhism, Burnian Temple will not let you enter.

"What? Say it again? I have no fate?"

Wu Hong was shocked, what did he hear?

Have you no connection with Buddha?

As a venerable person who can ascend to the Buddha realm, how dare you say that you have no destiny with Buddha?

"Amitabha!"

The little novice monk made a Buddhist salute and made a gesture of invitation.

"Haha. What a joke. What a big joke. How dare you, a little novice monk, say that I, Wu Hong, have no connection with the Buddha?"

Wu Hong said, pointing to the majestic statue of Yang Feng in the Main Hall.

At this time, the little novice monk's eyes were red. This madman dared to point at the statue of my Buddha.

"M. Tuo Buddha, the bold madman dares to angrily point at my Buddha, the mighty heavenly dragon!!!"

Soon, Wuhong left Burntian Temple with his seriously injured body.

As he walked, he murmured: "How could this happen? How could this happen?

This is impossible, how could it happen. "

Wu Hong still didn't understand why he was like this, and he couldn't figure out what went wrong.

At this moment, an old man with a long beard appeared behind Wu Hong and stopped him.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, this little friend, please stay."

As soon as Wu Hong heard this greeting, he understood who the other party was.

As the saying goes, Buddhism and Taoism are incompatible. As a disciple of Buddhism, how could he give a good look to the people of Taoism?

"roll!!"

The old man did not show disgust because of Wu Hong's bad attitude.

Instead, he sincerely invited: "Little friend, Pindao sees that you are destined to my Taoist sect. I wonder if you will join our Taoist sect?"

Wu Hong turned his head, stared at the old man, and said word by word: "Join the Tao Sect??"

Although Wu Hong was an unorthodox Buddhist disciple, he committed many crimes that Buddhist disciples should not commit.

His faith in us is unwavering, and there is no way he would turn around and join the Taoist sect.

"Haha. Even if I, Wu Hong, die here, jump from here, and get beaten to death by random punches, I will not join your Taoist sect."

At the same time, I roared in my heart: "Why did I take away a piece of trash? Why did all the unfortunate things happen to me?"

A tragic look appeared on Wu Hong's face. He looked at Burning Temple with a look of resentment on his face.

This is definitely not a legitimate Buddhist force, it is definitely a heresy.

When I regain my strength, I will definitely destroy Fentian Temple.

"Since you, the donor, have no affinity with the Buddha, but have affinity with my Taoist sect, why don't you consider it?"

The old man seemed unwilling to give up and continued to persuade.

The old man's name is Yin Zhiping. He created a Taoist sect a few days ago, named Daoxuan Sect.

Because his own strength is not very good, people with a little strength will not join his Daoxuan Sect.

He can only look for some people with slightly weaker strength.

Today he came to Fentian Temple to visit and see how these successful sects and forces developed.

He accidentally saw Wu Hong being rejected by the disciples of Fentian Temple.

And he himself knew Guan Shanyong. In order to get the support of the forces behind Guan Shanyong, he called Guan Shanyong to invite him to join the sect.

"Haha. Let me join the Taoist sect, it's better to let me die." Wu Hong sneered disdainfully.

"Donor, this is the cliff!" Yin Zhiping saw that there was no hope of recruiting, so he pointed to the cliff next to him and said.

"Humph!"

Wu Hong snorted coldly and left.

When he left the influence of Fentian Temple, a cold voice sounded in his ears.

"I wonder if you are interested in my magic way?"

Wu Hong's footsteps stopped there.