Chapter 290: Too Damn Bragging

In the reception room.

A typical Indian Brahmin monk in his seventies walked in from outside.

The monk was skinny all over, except for his eyes, which were deep and profound, probably because his eye sockets were slightly sunken.

He was not wearing monk's robes, but a black suit, and he looked like he was in disguise.

Behind the monk were a very beautiful young woman and a bearded man.

As soon as the three people came in, the monk immediately came to Fang Yi, put his hands together, then knelt on the ground and leaned over to touch Fang Yi's feet.

Then he touched his forehead again and said loudly: "Milan Mohan, the chief priest of the Thanjavur Ashram, pays homage to the great god Fang."

Touching feet is the highest courtesy to show respect to someone.

Another man and a woman knelt down on the left and right and performed the same foot-touching ceremony, and introduced themselves.

All three spoke English.

Both of them are juniors of the Mohan family.

The woman's name is Hema Mohan.

Man Prabhajan Mohan.

Judging from his surname, he is indeed a Brahmin.

Fang Yi knew that people in Hinduism generally called themselves priests.

Only the outside world calls certain priests who are in charge of temples Pope.

He said calmly, "Get up."

He speaks Mandarin.

To the surprise of Milan Mohan, Hema Mohan and Prabhayan Mohan, they actually "understood" the meaning of Fang's myth.

"Thank you, great God Fang."

Milan Mohan and his grandchildren then stood up respectfully.

Fang Yi pointed to a chair not far away and said, "Sit down and talk."

The three of them thanked him again and sat down.

Fang Yi looked at the three people and didn't talk about the business immediately.

He sensed the thoughts of the three people and knew that the reason why Milan Mohan came to him in person was because he had created a huge miracle in Thailand.

Judging from his status within Hinduism, Milan Mohan would never be elected as the Supreme Pope by the chief priests of all Indian temples in his lifetime.

So after learning that Fang Yi indeed possessed great divine power, he personally visited him and wanted to invite Fang Yi to preach in India and help him become the chief priest of Hinduism.

After Fang Yi sensed this, he began to carefully consider the pros and cons.

To be honest, he really wanted to let the Fangxian Sect open the door to the beliefs of various countries directly, rather than relying on other religions.

For example, in Thailand, Fang Yi is currently letting the Fangxian Sect pretend to be Thai Buddhism.

The situation in India will be similar. He will use Hinduism as a pretext to spread the Fangxian sect's beliefs.

This seems a bit dirty.

But Fang Yi had no choice but to do so.

I really need faith.

If the Fangxian Sect's teachings were to be spread normally, it might take years or even decades to attract many believers.

Fang Yi needs to improve his cultivation quickly, so where does he get the time to wait?

Besides, this is just a transitional period.

The real work of cultivating a large number of believers will take place on the new planet.

How could I possibly spend so much time on something excessive?

He must harvest the most faith in the shortest time.

The quickest way is to use another religious system as a pretext.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yi pretended to be clueless and asked, "Master, what is the important matter that brought you here this time?"

Milan Mohan responded quickly, "God Fang, I heard that you will go to New Delhi to promote the teachings of the Fangxian Sect. I happen to be your most devout believer and want your supreme teachings to spread throughout India. So I brought my grandson and granddaughter here this time and would like you to preach to the whole of India."

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoli and Lu Shisheng, who were standing behind, looked at each other and knew that Milan Mohan must have conditions for offering such a big temptation.

The disciples could still understand that Fang Yi had sensed the other party's inner thoughts, so it was natural that he couldn't be unaware of it.

"Oh?" Fang Yi smiled and said, "Preaching to all of India? Does your chief Hindu priest agree with this?"

Milan Mohan said honestly: "As long as you are willing to show your divine power, I think High Priest Yogi will not dare to disagree with your preaching."

What this sentence meant was simply to let Fang Yi "deal with" the chief high priest.

This criticism is not a personal attack, but refers to other aspects.

Fang Yi did not answer immediately, thinking in his head how to "tame" the Hindu chief priest into submission.

Milan Mohan added: "As long as Fang Shen is willing, I can use all my power to have all Indian TV stations and online media broadcast your sermons live. In the future, if I can become the chief priest of Hinduism and gradually integrate Hinduism with Fang Xian Sect, in addition to the three main gods Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva, there will be a supreme god above them, and that is the great Fang Shen."

As he spoke, Milan Mohan glanced at Hema Mohan standing beside him.

Hema Mohan pulled out a thick stack of documents from his briefcase.

Milan Mohan took it and took a look at it, then knelt on the ground again, holding the document high in both hands, and said, "Fangshen, this is the image of the god I designed for you in Hinduism, as well as a series of blueprints for the future integration of Fangxian Sect and Hinduism."

Fang Yi did not reach out to take it, but just hummed and said, "Okay, let me take a look."

Less than a second.

He used his magical perception to finish reading it.

After reading it, Fang Yi was a little amused and thought that Indians are really good at boasting.

What three thousand great worlds? The birth and destruction of a dream world are both trivial matters.

This guy just stacked boxes, saying how many universes are contained in one world, and this is still a low-end world. There are also middle-level and high-level worlds. A high-level world contains infinite middle-level worlds.

The multiverse pales in comparison to the worldview boasted by Milan Mohan.

Perhaps only the worldview of Hunyuan Taichu Da Daojun can be compared with the one designed by this guy.

In the world view designed by Milan Mohan, Fang Yi is beyond any higher-level world. He can create countless higher-level worlds by just opening his mouth. Brahma is not even an ant... or a particle in front of Fang Yi.

Anyway, he boasts more fiercely than Hunyuan Taichu Da Daojun.

After Fang Yi learned about it, he looked at Milan Mohan with a strange look and thought to himself, what a talented person.

"Not bad." Fang Yi's face did not show any emotion, he just nodded slightly and praised: "If your ideas can be realized, our sect will indeed have the hope of rising rapidly in India."

Milan Mohan still knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Please ask Fang Shen to go to India to help all living beings."

Fang Yi stood up and held out his hands.

Milan Mohan immediately felt an irresistible force coming, and then he stood up.

Although he had long known that Fang Yi possessed extraordinary powers, Milan Mohan was still very surprised when he felt it personally.

"I will definitely go to India." Fang Yi put his hands behind his back, "It's not impossible for you to be the chief high priest of Hinduism. As long as you promote Fangxian Sect for me, I guarantee that you will be the next chief high priest of Hinduism."

Milan Mohan was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master Fang, for your cultivation."

Fang Yi thought for a moment, then looked back and said, "You go back to India right now and gather all the chief priests of the temples. Tell them that I have something to say tomorrow. Then, I will have a good chat with them and help you become the next chief priest of Hinduism."

Milan Mohan did not dare to ask Fang Yi how he planned to talk to the group of priests, and agreed happily: "Okay, I will go back and summon the chief priests of the major temples and ask them to wait for you in New Delhi."

"Wait."

Fang Yi thought of something.

Milan Mohan asked hurriedly, "What do you want?"

Fang Yi stared into the other person's eyes. "I hope that the chief high priest of Hinduism in the future will always be you or a member of your family. If you can do this, I will grant your Mohan family the method of using my divine power, and even allow every chief high priest to live for more than 200 years. But if you don't have this ability, I may find someone else. Do you... understand what I mean?"

Milan Mohan certainly understood.

Fang Yi's intention was not just to make the Mohan family loyal to him.

It also requires that the family must cultivate capable and talented successors.

Generally speaking, if a family reaches the top in a certain industry, they will definitely not be controlled by others.

But Fang Yi dared to let the Mohan family continue to serve as the chief high priest of Hinduism, which obviously showed that he had absolute power and control.

Therefore, in addition to the promise, these words also carry a hint of warning.

Warn Milan Mohan not to try to be clever in front of Fang Yi.

Milan Mohan said hurriedly: "My Mohan family will always be loyal to Fangshen, forever and ever."

Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then you can go back."

Milan Mohan said: "God Fang, I have something else to say."

Fang Yi knew what he wanted to say.

It was nothing more than to mortgage his granddaughter Hema Mohan as a hostage.

Also do some bed warming work.

It is true that Hema Mohan is very beautiful and has a top-notch figure.

If Fang Yi had not achieved enlightenment and become an immortal, he might have coveted this woman's beauty.

But now that he is wholeheartedly pursuing the truth, how could he possibly waste time on women?

But Fang Yi was still prepared to agree.

Why?

Because of this, Milan Mohan knew that she had truly accepted him.

Fang Yi nodded and said, "You can let Hema Mohan stay and practice with my disciple in the future."

Milan Mohan originally just wanted Hema Mohan to be Fang Yi's "maid", but unexpectedly she became his "disciple".

He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself, and said with tears of gratitude: "Thank you, Master Fang, for your kindness."

Hema Mohan also knelt down hurriedly and said, "Thank you, Fangshen, for accepting me into the Fangxian sect."

Fang Yi didn't say anything else, just waved his hand and asked Milan Mohan to leave.

Milan Mohan left with his grandson Prabhayan Mohan.

Wait until the person leaves.

Fang Yi looked at the two disciples, then said to Lu Shisheng: "Shisheng, maybe next year you will follow me to a new planet to preach. Before that, it's a good opportunity to teach my disciple to get familiar with it. Well, as for whether to accept her as a registered disciple, or as an entry-level disciple or a personal disciple, it all depends on what you think."

It can be considered as a training exercise for Lu Shisheng.

Lu Shisheng responded respectfully: "Okay, Master, I will teach this girl how to practice well."

Fang Yi hummed and looked towards India.

The deal was settled.

Milan Mohan is also willing to use all his power to get live broadcast across Indian media.

Now there is only one problem left, that is how to make all the influential temple priests in India successfully agree to the Fangxian sect missionary blueprint proposed by Milan Mohan.

Looks like we'll have to do something ruthless.