My wife is a reborn big boss

"Amitabha." Abbot Xuankong smiled slightly: "The Imperial Preceptor is overthinking things."

Yongren was puzzled: "Two books for one, fine, let's say that fragment is only half a book. One and a half for one, no matter how I see it, your temple is not at a loss, on the contrary, you are making a profit."

"Our Shaolin is the foremost Buddhist sect in the world." Abbot Xuankong only said half of what he meant.

Yongren understood. Although Shaolin Temple, Thousand Buddha Cave, and Great Snow Mountain are known as the three great Buddhist holy sites, there is a significant difference in their strength.

To use an analogy, it's like the Three Kingdoms period, where Shaolin Temple was dominant, the Western Regions were weak, and the mysterious Great Snow Mountain remained indifferent.

Therefore, if Thousand Buddha Cave were to obtain the "Mahayana Boundless Technique," it would narrow the gap between it and Shaolin. Conversely, if the status quo is maintained, Shaolin will remain dominant. Therefore, Abbot Xuankong would never make an exchange with them.

Yongren sighed with regret, "It's such a pity. Well, since we are not destined to be together, I will not force it. But I have one last question."

Xiao Bai, who was indifferent to these things, was staring blankly at Wu Qiong's face when Yongren said those words. She heard Wu Qiong mutter two words softly:

"I loved."

Wu Qiong was lost in his own thoughts when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Turning around, he saw the young woman in white eyes, her gaze filled with murderous intent: "Who's there?"

"???"

The fact that Wu and Qiong were flirting in a corner did not affect Yongren and Abbot Xuankong, who were exchanging blows.

Abbot Xuankong said gently, "Please speak, Imperial Preceptor."

"Since we are not destined to exchange secret manuals, then may I ask..." Yongren's eyes were eager: "Please allow the eminent monks of your esteemed temple to exchange a few skills with this humble monk? Please do not take offense, this humble monk only wishes to see the 'Mahayana Immeasurable Mantra,' this request is reasonable and not excessive, please do not refuse, Abbot."

"Very well, then we shall follow the Imperial Preceptor's wishes." Abbot Xuankong stood up and slowly walked forward.

Yongren asked in surprise, "The abbot is going to take action personally?"

"This is a sign of respect for the Imperial Preceptor," Abbot Xuankong said solemnly.

The truth is that none of the monks present, except himself, were a match for this Western Regions National Preceptor. Although the heads of each academy were all at the Innate level, they had all failed to break through through the Heart-Forging Formation.

As for why the abbots of all the major temples in the vast Shaolin Temple are all ordinary Xiantian masters? Is it possible that the only one in the entire Buddhist community, Abbot Xuankong, is at the "Dao Fa Zi Ran" (Tao follows nature) realm?

of course not.

Leaving aside the old monsters of the generation like Abbot Xuankong who are still alive, there are quite a few eminent monks among his disciples who have successfully passed the Heart-Forging Formation and entered the "Dao Fa Zi Ran" realm.

However, Shaolin Temple has never been threatened since its founding. Even if some inexplicably brain-dead young people shout "slaughter the Buddha and destroy the Tao" every day, they would probably be wiped out by two or three constables sent by the county government before they even leave the village.

Therefore, the Buddhist monks of Shaolin Temple focused solely on comprehending the Dao. If anyone were to attack their gates, they would only ask one question: "Has anyone come to provoke us? Is Shaolin facing annihilation? If not, then don't disturb our Buddhist practice!"

So why did Master Xuankong become the abbot? Was it out of responsibility? Or out of love? Neither. It was simply because after the previous abbot, who was also Master Xuankong's master, passed away, the high-ranking monks of the Xuan generation who had reached the "Dao Fa Zi Ran" realm drew lots, and Master Xuankong had the worst luck, drawing the worst lot. Therefore, he had no choice but to take the position of abbot.

Of course, we can't say that to outsiders, otherwise the world's worship of Shaolin monks will be completely shattered.

.........

The two stood still, and the many monks around them, as well as Wu Qiong and the other two, retreated a hundred feet away. Because the square in front of the Mahavira Hall was large enough, it did not appear crowded.

Seeing that the onlookers had retreated a sufficient distance, Abbot Xuankong put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, National Preceptor, please."

Yongren returned the greeting: "Abbot Xuankong, please."

The two did not make a move after the words were spoken.

Although they did not make a move, their solidified auras intertwined, creating a deafening explosion in the air. Yongren's feet formed lotus flowers, which converged behind him to reveal an eight-foot-tall, wrathful Vajra. Abbot Xuankong controlled the water vapor in the air, which also condensed behind him to form a nine-foot-tall Mahakasyapa Venerable.

"Excuse me." Yongren said lightly, and the wrathful Vajra behind him took a step out in mid-air and unleashed a thousand strikes in an instant!

"Amitabha." Abbot Xuankong silently chanted the Buddha's name. Behind him, Mahakasyapa stepped forward and unleashed a thousand palm shadows, just like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin!

As their fists and palms clashed, the ground around them exploded!

"This...this is...a Stand attack!" Ignoring Su Mubai's strange gaze, Wu Qiong was shocked.

"What is a substitute attack?" Xiaobai asked.

"A Stand is a powerful image created from the life energy within a person's body. People who possess Stand abilities are called Stand users." Wu Qiong exclaimed, "So 'The Way of Nature' is what awakening a Stand ability is all about. This is truly baffling."

Nine years have passed since he first entered the martial world. In those nine years, he has traveled far and wide, visiting every place of his remembered adventures, yet he has always come up empty-handed. He already had some doubts, and the recent early departure of Su Mubai and Li Jianshi only confirmed his suspicions. And at this very moment, the battle between the two 'Stand-Agents' before him was far removed from the 'Dao Fa Zi Ran' realm he had reached in his previous life's game.

At this moment, he finally realized that he had not traveled into a game, but had come to a real world with a background similar to that of "Wulin"!

Beside her, the little girl whispered, "Those two weren't fighting seriously."

"What?" Wu Qiong came to his senses.

"When the 'Dao Fa Zi Ran Jing' (Taoist Natural Realm) makes a move, the earth shakes and mountains tremble. Theirs is too fake," Xiao Bai explained calmly.

"So those two weren't really going all out," Wu Qiong thought. "Then the question is, why didn't we encounter any special events at the location of the encounter? Is this the real world or a game world?"

Wu Qiong, caught in a dilemma, would never have imagined that one of the culprits who had taken away all the adventures ahead of time was standing right beside him.

The two fighters exchanged blows, their battle a truly captivating spectacle. The surrounding monks watched with utter fascination.

"So this is the power of the 'Dao Fa Zi Ran Realm'." The kind-faced Abbot Xuanhua of Bodhi Temple sighed with emotion: "If Senior Brother Xuankong had agreed to exchange the treasure manuals and combined the 'Mahayana Immeasurable Mantra' and the 'Diamond Prajna Heart Method' into one, I wonder if I would still have a chance to step into the 'Dao Fa Zi Ran Realm'...

"Junior brother, be careful what you say," said Master Xuanjie, the head of the Discipline Hall, with a serious expression.

Master Xuanhua glanced at him, his tone slightly mocking: "Heh, haven't you ever regretted it?"

"The failure to forge your heart is solely due to our insufficient mental cultivation. This is my final warning: never entertain such thoughts again," Master Xuanjie said coldly.

Just as the atmosphere between the two became tense, Master Xuanle, the most popular abbot of the repentance hall in the temple, stepped in to smooth things over: "We are all fellow disciples, why be like this? Since our abbot has made his decision, we just need to support him."

Master Xuanjie snorted and turned his attention back to the battlefield.

Master Xuanhua smiled at Master Xuanle, glanced at Master Xuanjie, and then closed his eyes without saying a word. Master Xuanjie did not notice the hint of resentment that flashed in his eyes, but Master Xuanle did.

However, he just smiled and turned back to continue watching the game.