Red Dragon seeks his position in both realms.

The mortals on the plains have long since departed, leaving only corpses and bones.

Vultures, drawn by the scent of blood, circled overhead, awaiting the start of the feast.

But the enormous and strangely shaped winged lizard on the plain made them hesitate, especially its faint but menacing aura, which filled them with fear.

As for the hairless monkey next to the lizard?

The vultures didn't care.

They are no strangers to hairless monkeys like these; they have eaten many of them before. There is no danger involved, and although the taste is average, it is enough to fill their stomachs.

Winters stared silently at Wuchen in front of him, while Wuchen stared silently at his feet, waiting for Winters' reaction.

The man and the dragon stood facing each other in silence, the atmosphere extremely subtle.

"I suddenly don't want to go to that secret Buddhist shrine anymore."

Winters spoke first, his tone calm and casual, while Long Tong stared intently at Wu Chen's ordinary face.

Ever since he met this monk named Wuchen, he addressed him as "Elder" loudly and respectfully.

Since he had the idea of ​​impersonating a Buddhist elder, he must know the temperament and behavior of a Buddhist elder.

Therefore, Winters now wants to act arrogantly and test Wuchen's reaction in order to judge the weight of the elder's status.

Let's see if he's just being polite or if he's genuinely respectful.

Of course, more importantly, we also need to extract a lot of useful information from him.

The Buddhist scriptures and cultivation techniques brought back from the cultivation world last time did not contain any information about the Buddhist forces in this world; they only contained some scattered and unsystematic information.

The monk's travelogue and accounts of his experiences were incomplete and vague.

"I'd like to see how you react."

Winters stared intently at the monk Wuchen in front of him.

Wu Chen was taken aback. He instinctively wanted to look up at the elder, but then restrained himself and lowered his head, speaking respectfully:

"Doesn't the elder want to go to that secret Buddhist shrine?"

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Seeing this reaction, Winters felt slightly reassured and said in an extremely domineering tone:

"Why should I go? Are you questioning me?"

The dissatisfaction in his tone was undisguised.

Upon hearing this, Wuchen's expression changed slightly, and he immediately knelt down, trembling with fear:

"This disciple wouldn't dare, Elder, please calm your anger!"

Winters realized he had gone too far when he saw this reaction.

But it did reveal the significance of the elders in Wuchen's heart.

'This elder seems to be no ordinary person. Judging from his terrified expression, he's probably someone who can decide life and death with a single word.'

Wuchen knelt on the ground, fine beads of sweat seeping from his face. He dared not raise his head and remained kneeling.

But he couldn't help but curse inwardly:

Why are these Buddhist elders and masters so capricious?

His own Dharma Master Da Liangzi was like this, and so was the elder in front of him who wanted to become his disciple.

Winters' dragon head swayed slightly, his tone seemingly asking:

"What did you mean by that secret Buddhist shrine?"

Wuchen replied respectfully:

"Reporting to the elder, the Buddhist shrine is a secret realm left behind in Sichuan by an ancient Buddhist senior. The senior's Dharma name is no longer known."

The secret realm opens every thirty years. Any Buddhist disciple who is within the monk realm may enter to seek opportunities. This disciple is going to the secret realm on Master's orders.

Winters memorized the key information: Sichuan, a Buddhist sanctuary, opens only once every thirty years.

Seeing that he remained silent, Wuchen grew a little bolder and tentatively asked:

"Elder, could it be... that you don't want to go to that secret realm?"

"Um."

Winters nodded, his powerful dragon tail casually sweeping away the dust from the ground.

"I don't want to go anymore."

Wuchen's plans were disrupted.

He assumed that the elder was also there for the opportunity of the secret realm that opened only once every thirty years, and he had a good idea in mind earlier.

Since this elder was going to the secret realm, I would serve him along the way, doing his bidding to become a familiar face to him.

If, over time, one gains the elder's favor, one can then become his disciple and naturally break free from the shackles of Master Daliang.

The path of spiritual practice will surely be smoother.

There's nothing wrong with Master Da Liang, but the Elder allows me to have a much broader perspective!

The elders no longer go to the secret realm.

If he were to continue following the elder, he would surely be betraying Master Da Liang's orders. If he were to return to the temple without the elder's support, he would undoubtedly face severe punishment, and might even lose his cultivation.

However, if he were to miss this opportunity to meet this reincarnated virtuous person, he might never encounter such a chance again in his lifetime!

They could only serve as slaves under the tutelage of the great monk Da Liang, with no hope of advancement.

For a moment, he was torn between his inner thoughts and his own, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

Winters noticed the changes in his expression but didn't know why, and asked in confusion:

What are you hesitating about?

Upon hearing Winters' words, Wuchen seemed to have made a decision, abruptly raising his head, his voice trembling slightly as he said:

"Elder, may I ask how long you have been reincarnated and cultivating?"

Winters was taken aback, but his expression remained unchanged.

After all, a true dragon has a layer of hard scales on its face, so as long as there is no major emotional fluctuation, it can keep its emotions hidden.

Reincarnation?

Then Wuchen's voice was very low as he said:

"This disciple observed that the elder's aura was not obvious, yet it possessed the essence of the Golden Earth. This was also the case when I used the [Brahma Sound Six Senses Multi-Ear Insight] to probe him earlier."

Therefore, I dare to speculate that the elder... must have recently reincarnated and has not yet recovered his cultivation.

After saying that, he let out a long sigh of relief, only to feel a cold sweat break out on his back.

The Buddhist community has a strict hierarchy, with clear distinctions between the noble and the lowly.

The following is a guess, and making unwarranted comments about the reincarnation of an elder is a grave offense within Buddhism.

At best, their cultivation will be destroyed, and they will be reduced to mortals who chant scriptures to atone for their sins all day long; at worst, they will be killed and put into the cycle of reincarnation, becoming livestock, unable to be liberated for countless lifetimes.

"【Sanskrit Sounds, Six Senses, Multiple Hearings】? Is this a Buddhist magic? Come to think of it, I haven't obtained anything like magic yet."

Winters felt enlightened after hearing his words.

It turned out that the monk Wuchen regarded him as a reincarnated Buddhist elder.

Winters thought this identity was excellent and decided to play along.

Winters did not answer immediately, but looked at Wuchen with his golden eyes, his gaze calm.

Suddenly Winters unleashed his dragon might, overwhelming the monk Wuchen.

The dragon's might descended upon Monk Wuchen, causing his heart to race and him to almost collapse and beg for forgiveness. Only then did Winters raise his head and utter a single word.

"yes!"

The single word was like heavenly music. Wuchen subconsciously wanted to raise his head, but then quickly lowered it again, slamming his forehead on the ground, his voice hoarse as he said:

"Disciple Wuchen has a request..."

Winters: "Speak!"

"I wish to serve the elder closely, to be at his side, to share his burdens, and to help him regain his high position."

Wuchen's tone was extremely sincere, as if it came from the bottom of his heart.

Now it was Winters' turn to be surprised. He raised his dragon eyebrows and shook his dragon tail:

"Didn't you say you were a disciple of Master Da Liang? If you have a master, why did you become my disciple?"

Mentioning Master Daliang would have been fine, but mentioning it revealed obvious grief and indignation on Wuchen's face, and his voice trembled with sobs as he said:

"Elder, you are unaware of the truth! That Dharma Master Da Liang is not my master! He is clearly my servant master!"

He had thousands of disciples, most of whom he treated as servants, working like cattle and horses all day long, without passing on any of his true teachings!

"It took me decades to stand out from hundreds of fellow disciples and barely manage to acquire a fraction of their true teachings. Yet, I was immediately bound by a heavy contract, my life now entirely in his hands, leaving me with no control over my own destiny!"

He kowtowed repeatedly, sobbing uncontrollably.

"This disciple can no longer endure this suffering. I beg the Elder to have mercy and deliver me from this sea of ​​misery. This disciple vows to serve the Elder for all eternity and would never dare to betray you in the slightest!"

Wuchen gambled again, based on his previous deductions, the elder in front of him who had been reincarnated should be an ancient Buddhist cultivator.

Ancient cultivation differs from modern cultivation; it involves cultivating six minds: compassion, shame, joy and generosity, great aspiration, wisdom, and selflessness.

Perhaps seeing how pitiful Wuchen is, he will take pity on him and take him under his wing.

But Wuchen was wrong. Winters was a red dragon with three dragon hearts, but no human heart.

They come for profit, not for compassion.

Winters listened to his words and remained silent in thought.

After a long silence, he spoke, his tone carrying a hint of condescension:

"What will I gain by taking you as my disciple?"

These words were quite in line with Buddhist principles, leaving Wuchen momentarily at a loss for words.