Chapter 585

"Just say you're not a real monk." Jiang Nan despised him.

"How could that be? I really like being a monk, it's just that I'm too handsome, which is also a trouble; the female donors all like to come to our temple to find me, peek at me... Master said I have unfinished red dust, not suitable for staying in the Buddhist gate, and let me return to secular life."

"Amitabha, I am now a lay disciple." Sincere little fatty laughed.

"Handsome, right?" The little fatty shook his elegant long hair.

"Can you have some shame? I'm about to vomit, damn it." Jiang Nan said.

"This is natural; it's useless for you to be jealous."

"Amitabha, good, good, the donor should look at it openly." The little fatty said.

"I think you need a repair."

"A gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands... isn't it rumored that you died? Why are you still here?" He was a Saint; he hadn't participated in the previous events, but he was peeking at some.

He was considered to be in this circle.

"Just say good people don't live long... cough, cough, I mean, the little monk has always been praying for you." The little fatty said.

"Brother, what delicious things did you get in the forbidden zone? Let me taste it, let me gain some knowledge, okay?"

"Gone." Jiang Nan said, "Don't always want to touch my things; if people see it, they'll think you're just touching me, I'll cripple you."

"How could that be, hehe." Sincere laughed.

"Brother, why did you come here?"

"There won't be a bunch of enemies behind, right?" Sincere said, his expression changing suddenly.

"Don't play like this... people will die." Sincere was about to cry, looking back repeatedly.

He was just a Saint; with all his means, he might be able to escape from a Saint King, but a Great Saint would be difficult.

A Quasi-Emperor would absolutely die.

The little fatty was suspicious and really wasn't sure.

The means of those peak powerhouses were immeasurable.

Maybe a moment ago they were still in the boundless starry sky, and the next moment they would track and tear through space to kill.

It was normal not to be able to sense them now.

"Brother, are there any?"

"Am I that kind of person? I'm more reliable than you." Jiang Nan smiled.

"Seeing this smile of yours, I'm even more worried."

"I'm leaving first."

"Leaving for what?" Jiang Nan patted him back.

"Don't worry, there aren't any."

"Let's go grave robbing together." Jiang Nan said, "Didn't you invite me before?"

"I'm an honest person, I don't do this." Sincere put his hands together, looking sincere, "Amitabha, donor, don't do it either; this is immoral."

"Get lost." Jiang Nan said.

"Stop talking nonsense to me."

"You guy just pretended to be a monk last time to pit those bald heads, and even touched people's Buddhist kingdom ancestral graves; now you're on the blacklist in the Western Desert."

"This time you left hair and changed your identity to come again."

"Otherwise, that bald head of yours is the most conspicuous; you'd be recognized as soon as you came."

"Speaking of which, there are monks here again."

"Still dare to believe? Aren't you afraid?"

"Last time those who believed, the Amitabha Great Emperor attacked the Immortal Path, the power of faith backfired, and hundreds of millions of believers all had accidents."

"Faith can also kill people." Jiang Nan said.

"Who knows." Sincere said.

"Not pretending anymore?"

"Amitabha, good, good..."

"Say less of this slogan, be careful that you also believe invisibly, cause and effect, backfire."

"Can't be, I just said it casually." Sincere shrank his neck.

"Hard to say, every Great Emperor cannot be underestimated."

"Don't scare me." Sincere said.

"Let's go, let's go rob a grave."

"Is there really no one behind?" Sincere was still worried and looked behind.

"Believe and it exists, don't believe and it doesn't." Jiang Nan smiled.

"Damn, I don't believe it anymore, okay?"

"There isn't one now, but there will be later."

"What do you mean?"

"Any ruins, ancient graves, as long as they are exposed, a bunch of people will come soon." Jiang Nan said.

"That's true." Sincere said.

"Brother, tell the truth, what do you really want to do?"

"Grave robbing." Jiang Nan said.

"Hmm, let's change it to something elegant, researching ancient culture."

"The Great Emperor's inheritance, everyone wants to see it, I also want to research it."

"Nothing else?"

"What else could there be? Pure research, saving all living beings, contributing to humanity." Jiang Nan said.

"Hehe, I've always had this ideal too." Sincere laughed.

The Buddhist kingdom inheritance once in the Western Desert was also unfathomable.

Jiang Nan felt coldness here.

That is, he might not be able to break everything here.

There were existences that threatened him.

The more powerful a person is, the more they can feel the difference, more terror.

This place was indeed mysterious; even several Imperial weapons together in later generations didn't break it.

Not to mention anything else, Fighting Victory Buddha wasn't someone just anyone could challenge.

However, this one was from back then, and now he wasn't here, or he was sealed somewhere.

He didn't die from the backfire, and he also had the Fighting Saint Emperor bloodline trump card.

There were many other differences here.

All could be explored and researched, different Daos.

Being able to reach the Supreme level, everyone was incomparably powerful and had points for reference.

Even if not cultivated, comprehending and understanding was not wrong.

If he encountered the same thing, he would know how to deal with it.

Amitabha Great Emperor had also sealed the Taiyin Holy Emperor's divine thought, imprisoned the blood sacrifice platform, and explored the method of longevity.

However, this divine thought was also an evil thought at the time.

Divine thought couldn't be considered the original self.