He saw the master in front of him sang his fingers and it seemed that something had entered his mouth and slid into his abdomen along his throat. The next moment, he heard the tender voice coming again.

"Take the foundation-building pill, the rest depends on yourself."

When he looked again, the stairs were empty, but his whole body felt a surge of power surging. He calmed down and sat on the ground...

Tang Ning protected him not far away, and among the Ten Thousand Buddhas, the people who advanced to the foundation building were at the Buddhist stairs, and some Buddhists were asking about it. When they were about to send someone down to the mountain stairs, they saw a few familiar figures coming up.

"Uncle Likong."

The two monks who were about to go down the mountain saw the old monk and hurriedly bowed to him and went forward: "Uncle Master is back. The host is still worried about Uncle Master and his brothers today. It's great to see you return safely now."

"Amitabha, is everything in the temple okay?" the old monk asked.

"Everything is fine, but there are very few pilgrims. For a long time, no one has come to our Wanfo Sect. Just now, the master in the temple saw someone advance on the mountain ladder, so he ordered his disciples to check what was going on. Unexpectedly, he would meet the masters and uncles back."

"There is no need to go down. The advanced people come with us. Don't disturb the donor's advancement. Just wait for me to return to the temple and report to the host in person." The old monk said, not letting them go down.

"Yes." The two disciples responded and went to the temple with them.

After returning to the temple, the old monk asked the disciples to go back to rest first, and then he went to the main hall. Perhaps the fact that someone had built a foundation and advanced the stairs had been passed on, or perhaps someone was discussing that in addition to the presidency, there were several other masters of the Wanfo Sect in the main hall.

"Amitabha, Lekong pays homage to the senior brother of the presidency." The old monk stepped forward and bowed to the presidency, and bowed to other people of his generation.

"Junior Brother Lekong, you are back."

"Senior Brother Lekong, is this trip still going smoothly?"

Lekong looked at them and smiled, then he carefully told them all about what they encountered during this trip.

When the people in the hall heard his words, they were all slightly surprised and looked at each other incredible.

The host paused and asked, "The donor you mentioned is really just a five-year-old boy?"

"He does look only five years old, but his style and his cultivation are not very similar. I feel ashamed of him and cannot tell his origin. I only know that he possesses the power of Buddha's light and holy power, and is not an ordinary person." Thinking of the donor Tang, he only has admiration and respect in his heart.

The host said thoughtfully: "When Uncle Master was in seclusion, he said that a donor Tang would come in the future, but that one was a teenager, not a five-year-old boy."

Hearing this, Monk Lekong was stunned and said, "Master, Mr. Tang said that he came to Wanfo Sect to find an old monk, but he didn't know if the old monk's name would..."

"If this is the case, then wait for the donor Tang to come up and take a look. Maybe he is the donor Tang mentioned by Uncle Master." Another great monk said.
Chapter completed!