However, before he even arrived, they heard the old patriarch Bodhi roar from ahead.

"Holy crap—this...this is Mount Ling? Did I come to the wrong place?"

Fuxi followed suit and exclaimed in surprise.

"No way? What did I just see?"

Nuwa's voice rang out one after another, but unlike the previous two, she seemed somewhat angry.

"Pah—you vulgar bastards! What are Dipankara and Maitreya up to? Buddhist saints? Have you no shame?"

Chu Feng was stunned, somewhat bewildered.

What happened?

Why this reaction? Could it be that Buddhism has suffered a great calamity? That shouldn't be the case!

Filled with intense curiosity, Chu Feng and his companions descended upon Mount Ling.

After seeing it clearly, Chu Feng was instantly dumbfounded.

All that could be heard was the chanting of Sanskrit.

Nuns with skin as white as jade danced gracefully, their movements elegant.

Pure and alluring.

A sheer veil draped over her body made it seem as if she were wearing nothing at all, and every gesture she made accentuated her allure to the extreme.

Especially the one in the middle.

Her body exuded endless allure, while her brows betrayed shame and resistance.

They seemed to have been forced into this situation, which made them appear pitiful.

At this moment, a group of female novices stood demurely to the side, like etiquette ladies.

Each person who arrives is greeted with a greeting.

Welcome!

...

Dipankara and Maitreya stepped forward and bowed to the crowd.

"Gentlemen, this is the Joyful Meditation of our Buddhist school, a method for tempering the mind in the mortal world. I hope you can guide us and help us reach a higher level!"

All the sages, except for Nuwa, nodded deeply, indicating that they would do their utmost.

Chu Feng admired these two greatly at this moment.

They understand social etiquette!