"Amitabha, you have a connection with Buddha, are you willing to join the Buddhist sect and follow this poor monk in cultivation?"
The monk opened his eyes and said with a smile.
Although it was framed as a question, it was stated in a declarative tone, with a compelling force that was hard to refuse.
An invisible wave of energy emanated, stirring Lin Zheyu's heart, almost making him agree right then and there.
"You son of a bitch!"
Lin Zheyu cursed silently, unable to suppress a shiver.
Ever since he reached the Qi Blood Realm, he hadn't felt what it was like to have goosebumps.
This damn bald monk actually wanted to trick him into joining the Buddhist sect.
Initially, he had a favorable impression of the Buddhist sect, but he didn't expect this young monk to pull such a stunt on him.
"I am not yet ready to renounce worldly ties, and have no connection with Buddha, farewell!"
Lin Zheyu cupped his hands and said.
