Super Golden Eye

Above the main hall, Fang Yang actually saw Wutu and Wuli. Their skills were crippled by Fang Yang, and they were not much better than ordinary people. In this severe cold weather, I was shivering from the cold.

Jicuo let Fang Yang sit down, and everyone bowed respectfully at his feet: "Zhugu has returned to the Holy Land, and our Vajra Secret Sect will surely shine with the light of the Buddha and rise again!"

Fang Yang didn't want to be tied here: "Ji Cuo, the time is not yet ripe for you to improve the lives of the people of the Holy Land. It seems that you have not done it?"

Jicuo felt very ashamed: "Zhugu, it's not that I don't want to improve, but the conditions are limited! In the past, even the roads were not accessible, and various supplies could not be transported in.

After all the hard work of transporting the materials, the people of the Holy Land unanimously demanded that Zhugu Temple be rebuilt first. Compared with their own enjoyment, everyone values ​​their own beliefs more. "

"So that's it..." Fang Yang had already seen how bad the environment here was when he came, and knew that what he said was true: "How many people are there in the Holy Land now?"

Jicuo opened his mouth and came: "There are one hundred and thirty-eight people from the Holy Land practicing Dharma in the temple, and about one thousand and six followers and pilgrims."

Fang Yang frowned: "Such a large land with such a small population?"

Jicuo lamented: "It's already very good! In recent years, thanks to Zhugu's support, at least we have enough food and clothing. In the past, we had to discount hundreds of people every winter."

Fang Yang scolded: "Since you know that the conditions here are so bad, why don't you organize the people to move and find a place with better conditions to settle?"

Jicuo said firmly: "The Holy Land is our root, our faith, and everything we have! All the people will not betray Zhugu.

The suffering in life is nothing but the practice of living in the world. If you abandon your beliefs, you will become a walking zombie, and your life will be meaningless!

Fortunately, now that Zhugu has returned, I believe that under your leadership, the Holy Land will prosper and regain its glory! "

loyalty! Absolute loyalty! It is really rare to be able to stick to your faith under such conditions.

Fang Yang glanced down one by one and found that although these red-clothed monks looked inconspicuous, their strength was quite good: "Ji Cuo, who has entered the temple to practice here, how strong is it?"

Jicuo lowered his head and replied: "The temple originally had five Dharma Kings, eight Vajras, twelve Dharma protectors, and more than 20 internal and external deacons.

Except for me, the five great Dharma kings, Wutu and Wuli, have all lost their cultivation. Zhaxi Cairen and Gongbu went out but did not return. Their cultivation levels have reached the late stage of heaven level.

The strength of the Eight Great Vajras is at the middle stage of heaven level, and the strength of the Twelve Guardians is at the early stage of heaven level. As for other Hongfa saints, the standard for entering the temple is that their cultivation level has reached at least the earth level. "

"So strong?!"

Fang Yang was shocked. He knew that the Holy Land had a certain combat power, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!

Jicuo thought that Fang Yang didn't believe what he said, and was a little anxious: "Because other people don't know that Zhugu suddenly returned and is practicing the Dharma in the Holy Pagoda. It won't end until noon tomorrow."

No wonder the red-clothed monk who caught his eye was very powerful, but it was still far from what Jicuo said. When I tried to offend Jicuo, it was just a temporary act of kindness. I didn't expect to gain such a powerful force!

Now is the time to employ people. Fang Yang's biggest shortcoming is that there are too few people available, especially high-end combat power.

Just relying on your own efforts, surrounded by a few friends, and recruiting a few small aristocratic families will not help at all, and there are very few who are truly relieved.

But now, whenever the Holy Land is organized, the situation is very different. At least in terms of loyalty, there is no problem at all.

Believers who are willing to give up their lives in order to protect their faith, will anyone still doubt their loyalty?

Prior to this, Fang Yang refused to inherit Zhugu's position. But now, I have a different idea:

"Jitso, you have had a hard time. I will do my best to help you complete the infrastructure construction as soon as possible and improve your living conditions."

Jicuo said very seriously: "As long as Zhugu returns to the Holy Land, no matter how hard it is, we don't care!"

The monks in red clothes behind Jicuo also prostrated themselves and said loudly: "Please return Zhugu!"

Fang Yang looked troubled: "Ji Cuo, it's not that I don't want to, but there are still many things for me to do, and there are some very powerful enemies who want to deal with me..."

Jicuo's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Someone dares to challenge the majesty of Zhugu! It is tantamount to declaring war on the Holy Land!"

Fang Yang pressed his hands down, trying to keep his cool: "This thing started because of me, so I will naturally end it. But I'm a little surprised. How can the Holy Land be so strong with so many people in it?"

Jicuo said proudly: "Because we have been loyal followers of Zhugu for generations! Almost every resident of the Holy Land will be sent to the Holy Land for teaching and baptism after the full moon.

Children who have been baptized are not only physically strong and less likely to get sick, but are also a level above ordinary people in cultivation.

It is precisely because of this continuous continuation and accumulation that the Holy Land can survive in a harsh environment and maintain sufficient strength. "

Fang Yang said with emotion: "Inheritance is indeed the strongest capital!"

A small circle of more than a thousand people can have so many masters, excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, which is already quite terrifying.

Looking around, Fang Yang saw two figures in the corner: "Wu Tu, Wu Li?"

When Wutu and Wuli heard Fang Yang calling their names, they trembled and responded loudly: "The disciple is here."

Fang Yang looked at the two of them. They were much thinner and older than when they met before, but they seemed to be in good spirits: "I ruined your cultivation, do you hate me?"

Utu shook his head: "I don't hate it. If we sow evil, we must repay the debt. It's all our own fault. We can't blame others."

Wuli was also very calm: "If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. After this incident, I understand more that the Holy Land is my root. Only at this time can my soul get true peace."

Fang Yang was very satisfied with their answers: "Very good, the prodigal son will never be replaced by gold. Since you have the intention to repent, I will give you another chance."

After saying that, Fang Yang flashed and came behind the two of them. Putting his palms on Wutu and Wuli's vests, he mobilized the power of heaven and earth's feng shui and injected it into their bodies.

Although Fang Yang destroyed the cultivation of the two people at the beginning, it was only broken but not destroyed, and the foundation was still there. Nourished by the power of Feng Shui, their broken Dantian regained life. The broken meridians were restored again.

Moreover, Fang Yang took this opportunity to refine the impurities in their bodies and remove old diseases for both of them.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth was originally Bai Ling, but Fang Yang used his imagination and mixed the palm power of the Tantric Mahamudra into it, and suddenly it was filled with golden light, which looked really beautiful.

Including Jicuo and others, they all felt the power of pure Tantric essence. They were all moved to tears and fell to their knees: "The ancient Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the holy land regains its glory!"

Jicuo's words made Fang Yang think again. Since he has already made a move, let's play big.

Fang Yang activated the Golden Compass with all his strength, and would use the power of his mind to accurately inject the huge Feng Shui power into every believer present.

The golden light shone in the entire hall, and it was majestic. It took enough time for a cup of tea to truly soak up the rain and dew.