The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

At Chengdao Peak, in front of a disciple's courtyard.

Ye Ninghan reached out and pushed open the courtyard gate.

Inside the courtyard stands a quaint wooden building, and not far from it is a pavilion, protected by a protective array. The entire place is very clean.

"This place is quite remote; it was built by the sect for disciples who don't like interacting with people."

Fang Zhou nodded knowingly. It was quite thoughtful; they even built a courtyard specifically for people with social anxiety.

However, Fang Zhou looked at the quiet woods surrounding the courtyard and thought that some timid people probably wouldn't even dare to stay there.

Xiaoyue jumped to the ground and inspected her new residence.

Ye Ninghan took out a token from inside the wooden building.

"This is your disciple token. After refining it, you will be able to control the formation in this courtyard."

Fang Zhou took the token and refined it in an instant.

Fang Zhou probed with his divine sense. Hmm? How come it functions almost the same as the small stele? Is it a replica of the small stele?

Looking at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar interface, Fang Zhou carefully examined the token.

It was discovered that it actually had a strange rule, and the transmission of information was completely free from the limitations of space, which was even more outrageous than that small monument.

"This token is a creation of the Sovereign, and it can safely transmit information. If there are any problems, you can contact me through the token. I still need to return to Holy Cold Peak."

Ye Ninghan took out her token and touched it with Fang Zhou's token.

When Fang Zhou heard the word "Dominator," he was taken aback. After the Holy Domain came the Holy King, and above the Holy King was the Dominator.

No wonder the rules on this token are so powerful. Fang Zhou suspects that the token's communication can even transcend time and space. It turns out that this token is a creation of the ruler.

"You can decide whether you want to go to the assessment tomorrow. After the coaching competition, we'll go back to Tianyang City to get married."

Ye Ninghan's pretty face flushed slightly, but her bright eyes stared straight at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou looked at Ye Ninghan's shy and timid appearance, and his heart suddenly beat a little faster.

"good,"

He nodded seriously. "After the wedding, I'll tell you a secret."

secret?

Ye Ninghan was somewhat puzzled, but she nodded nonetheless and gave Fang Zhou a serious look.

"Okay, I'll be going now."

Fang Zhou watched Ye Ninghan leave, and looking at his lonely friend in the disciple token, he couldn't help but smile.

I didn't get married in my past life, but this life is going by pretty fast.

Fang Zhou closed the courtyard gate and walked into the wooden building. Xiao Yue had already finished her walk around and was following behind him.

"This token is quite interesting. Hey, there's even a forum here. I'll have to check this out."

"What does 'Ye the Great Demon's fiancé challenges the entire Ten Thousand Saints Sect' mean?"

"Brother Su, you don't know how to make skewers? Let me teach you what skewers are."

Fang Zhou got excited, took the token, and prepared to eat a lot of things.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Fang Zhou put down the token and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Wasn't it supposed to be in a remote area? I just sat down and someone knocked on the door. Is it my fault?

Sigh, the protagonist is just different; trouble always finds him wherever he goes.

Fang Zhou opened the door with great anticipation.

Come on, villain, let me see your strength.

Standing outside the door was a handsome young monk, dressed in a faded robe, slender, with a peaceful face and gentle eyes.

"Greetings, benefactor. I am Jingchen, and may I ask if you know which way to go from here?"

Jingchen first put his hands together in a gesture of respect, then handed Fang Zhou a piece of paper.

Fang Zhou took the note. Although he had just arrived, with his cultivation level, he could easily deduce the answer with a simple calculation.

He wouldn't refuse to help others with their problems easily, effortlessly, and with gratitude, which would bring him joy. Why not?

As for those who repay kindness with enmity? Are they even human?

Fang Zhou directly told Jing Chen the answer and handed the note back.

"Thank you, benefactor. I am a newcomer here and unfamiliar with the place. I apologize for any inconvenience caused."

Jingchen took the note and bowed to Fang Zhou.

Yes, he's a good person.

Fang Zhou waved his hand and asked curiously:

"Where did Master Jingchen come from? I have never seen a monk like him before."

Fang Zhou had never seen a monk in the Wansheng Land since he was a child; he even thought there was no Buddhism in this world. Turns out there is, though he doesn't know if they're villains.

"I dare not accept the title of Master; please just call me Jingchen, my humble monk."

Jingchen smiled slightly, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

"This humble monk comes from a small temple on the west side of Wansheng Star. As for why you have never seen anyone from my sect, that's a long story."

After listening, Fang Zhou stepped aside and smiled as he invited Jing Chen:

"Master Jingchen, it's afternoon. If you're not in a hurry, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Jingchen glanced at the sky and agreed.

Fang Zhou led him to sit in the pavilion, but oh no, no tea was prepared.

Fang Zhou looked at Jing Chen. Was it just a Xuan Dan?

He then conjured up tea and teaware out of thin air, pretending to have taken them out of his storage ring.

"It's just some coarse tea, please don't mind, Master Jingchen."

Fang Zhou handed the teacup to Jing Chen.

"I wouldn't dare,"

Jingchen took the teacup, sipped the tea, and her eyes were clear.

"This tea, sir, is the most sincere tea I have ever tasted."

"I'm glad Master Jingchen is satisfied."

Fang Zhou chuckled, feeling a little guilty. This was the sweet tea he usually drank the most.

Because it was the most familiar thing, it was created subconsciously.

Jingchen gently put down his teacup and slowly explained to Fang Zhou.

He came from the chaotic western region outside the territory of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect.

The place was chaotic, cultivators acted recklessly, and mortals suffered terribly.

The True Self Buddhist Temple where he resides is the largest sect there, providing a safe haven for ordinary people.

There was no need for them within the Wansheng Sect's territory, and their Buddhist teachings were useless within the sect's territory, so no monks came to the Wansheng Sect.

His purpose in coming here was to learn the advanced concepts of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect before he could begin his cultivation.

People from other sects also come to Wansheng to learn, and the guidance competition is prepared for people like them.

This was the answer Fang Zhou received. He didn't sense any lies from Jing Chen's words; instead, he felt faith emanating from him.

This is true Buddhism, not some third-rate villainy.

Jingchen noticed that Fangzhou seemed very interested in Buddhism and gave him a reminder.

"Mr. Fang is overly superstitious about Buddhism. Even Zhenwo Buddhist Temple is just an ordinary sect. You should not trust those who claim to be Buddhists too much."

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

Fang Zhou was somewhat puzzled; why were they speaking ill of their own family?

Jingchen smiled slightly.

"My master once told me that faith is a precious treasure for us, but religion is different. Although I don't know why yet, I think there is some truth to it. If I understand in the future, I will definitely come and tell you."

"Awesome!" Fang Zhou had never seen a monk like this before. Unfortunately, his cultural knowledge was limited, so all he could say was "Awesome!"

After chatting for a while, Jingchen noticed that it was getting late and bid farewell to Fangzhou.

Fang Zhou saw him to the door, and before leaving, Jing Chen said to Fang Zhou:

"Benefactor Fang, please give me your guidance in the training match. Do not hold back because of our friendship today."

"what?"

Fang Zhou realized that Jing Chen had misunderstood. "I'm new here too. We should be teammates."

Jingchen paused for a moment, then smiled and said to Fang Zhou, "Then I look forward to fighting alongside you, Benefactor Fang."

Fang Zhou watched him leave. He was truly the most awesome monk he had ever seen, even though he had only ever met this one.

After talking with him, I felt as if my soul had been cleansed and all my evil thoughts had disappeared.

But one thing at a time, things still need to be sorted out. Fang Zhou picked up his disciple token, just about to start sorting things out.

His gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked into the distance.

Evil gods? Or rather, three of them.

But Fang Zhou quickly sensed that others were watching, so he was relieved. It was good that the Wansheng Sect knew.

Let's get started, Brother Su. You'd better learn well what the ultimate power of skewers is.