"Donor, you are here to attend the Buddha statue consecration ceremony, come and take a break and have a cup of herbal tea."

A young novice monk smiled.

"Um."

Zhan Wuque nodded, and casually found a table near the corner and sat down.

The little novice monk quickly brought a bowl of herbal tea. Zhan Wuque tasted it, and it was surprisingly sweet, cool and delicious, and he was exhausted.

"Donor, this tea was picked up by our fellow brothers from the back mountain before dawn. It tasted pretty good."

The little novice smiled slightly.

"It's really good, it can be called a good summer wine."

Zhan Wuque praised without hesitation.

"Bang!"

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of the porcelain bowl breaking came.

"What's this thing, so bad to drink!"

An impatient voice then rang.

Zhan Wuque looked around in the sound.

The owner of the voice is a young woman in a red suit.

The woman held a sword in her hand and had a pretty face, but her brows were furrowed and her eyes were full of disgust.

"This female donor, the weather is hot and the little monk is not well received, so please forgive me!"

Several little novice monks said quickly.

"We have been waiting from yesterday until now. When will we go up the mountain?!"

The woman's voice was full of impatientness.

"Several uncles of the master have ordered you to go up the mountain on the day of consecration. Please wait for the donor."

A little novice monk said.

“How long will it take?”

The woman asked again.

"this……"

"Count the time, it's almost today."

The little novice monk said hesitantly.

For some reason, the Buddha statue suddenly vibrated the night before yesterday, which caused some impact on the consecration ceremony.

The original date is today, but I don’t know if the time will be delayed.

"After all, it's a famous temple in Lingxi, but I can't even figure out the time," the woman snorted coldly, with an unhappy tone.

"Princess, don't be angry, what's the point of having to worry about with a few little novice monks?"

The deskmate advised.

There were two young men at the same table with the woman, both of whom were handsome and energetic, wearing gorgeous clothes, and with swords on their waists. They looked like they were not ordinary warriors at first glance.

"Princess, I can't tell that she is still a princess. No wonder she has such a bad temper and dares to act wildly in Xiaoming Temple."

Someone next to him whispered.

"I just don't know which dynasty princess is, she's very ill-faced."

Everyone whispered.

Just then, a woman wearing a veil fell from the sky and walked in.

Zhan Wuque saw the man, his eyes narrowed and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's really a narrow road for enemies.

The person who came was the imperial concubine!

As soon as the imperial concubine came in, she was obviously stunned when she saw Zhan Wuque. She obviously didn't expect Zhan Wuque to be able to survive.

She glanced at Zhan Wuque and walked straight over.

"What about Fang?"

The imperial concubine asked straight to the point.

"Who is Fang? I don't know him."

Zhan Wuque replied calmly.

The imperial concubine glanced at him deeply, meaningfully, "You are very lucky."

Obviously, she misunderstood, thinking that Zhan Wuque had just happened to avoid the attack of Fang Lu and the elders.

Zhan Wuque naturally heard the meaning of the imperial concubine, but did not explain it, just sneered in his heart.

A mere old palace maid wanted to take him down, which would be too underestimated by him fighting someone.

However, Zhan Wuque did not expect to meet the imperial concubine here.

It seems that the seventh-level demon fire belongs to me after all.

Zhan Wuque felt the strange fire in his body beating differently than usual, and he could almost confirm that the seventh-level demon fire was on the imperial concubine.

At this moment, a yellow monk's robe fell from the mountain.

He came outside the pavilion and folded his hands together, "Dear donors, please follow the monk to the mountain, the Buddha statue is about to be consecrated."

"Very good!"

Everyone was very excited and set off immediately. Zhan Wuque also stood up, followed behind without any rush or slowness.

Soon, everyone came to the main temple on the top of the mountain.

In front of the main temple, there is a huge Buddha statue as high as a hundred feet tall.

The Buddha statue is full of blue and blue, with five petal crowns on its head, and there are blazing flames behind its head.

The Buddha statue has three eyes, with the right eye looking at the sky, the left eye looking down on the ground, the forehead eye is straight, and it is a big mouth-shaped, with all eyebrows and beards red, with wide eyes wide open, and a thick giant snake around its neck.

This Buddha statue is the statue of the Unmoving King. It is a statue of a god with both arms, holding a dragon sword in his right hand, holding a Vajra Long Lock in his left hand, and kneeling on the Lotus Moon Wheel Throne on his left knee.

The Buddha statue is huge and its momentum is even more terrifying. Although it has not been consecrated, it has already made everyone present feel a sense of fear.

"It is worthy of being the leader of the five Ming kings. It is known that as soon as the Dharma body comes out, the unmoved Ming king who retreats!"

Zhan Wuque sighed in his heart.

The Buddha of the West is originally a powerful person in the divine realm. As the incarnation of the Unmoved King, he is naturally not weak.

"Please show your invitations!"

An old monk about sixty years old and wearing a red cassock came over and said.

The Buddha statue is consecrated, not everything can be found, there must be an invitation.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing the old monk coming, the other monks immediately clasped their hands and bowed.

The woman in red was walking in front. She took out the invitation from the storage bag and handed it over.

"It turns out that the female donor is the daughter of the Hundred War King of the Tang Dynasty. How can your father be close?"

A strange look appeared in the old monk's eyes.

"Are you... Master Jingxin?"

The woman in red seemed to think of something and said in surprise.

"Do you know me?"

Ask the pure mind.

"My father once mentioned that this invitation was left by the master, how could the little girl not know?"

The woman in red replied.

"Well, stand aside," Jingxin nodded.

Then we began to check the invitations on others.

When the Buddha statue is consecrated, the Buddha light emitted will be of great benefit to the warriors, but the Buddha light is ultimately limited, so there are only about ten people who can consecrate each time.

Every time one more person is added, the other people will get one less point in Buddha light.

Most of these places were auctioned off from the outside world, and a very small number were given to the women in red, and were given to them by monks from Xiaoming Temple.

Seeing that everyone in front of him took out the invitation, Zhan Wuque frowned slightly.

He doesn't have any invitations.
To be continued...