"Haha, what you're doing will at most slightly slow down the loss of the power of faith."

"You don't think you can hold off until the other seven donkeys come here."

The second elder of the Zhao family laughed coldly, and also took out a string of beads and threw it at the glass monk's Buddhist beads.

The beads hit the huge Buddhist beads, instantly shrinking their size and accelerating the flow of the power of faith.

"I want to see how long the thousand-year-old power of Buddhism's faith can last."

Second Elder Zhao Min laughed loudly, but the next moment there was a roar in the sky, and a huge spirit boat appeared in the sky.

"Then I also want to see how long the dignified Second Elder of the Zhao Family, with five hundred years of cultivation, can withstand my sword."

Chen Wang's figure immediately appeared beside the Liuli monk, and the Qingping sword in his hand made bursts of sword sounds.

"Chen Wang?!"

When Zhao Min saw Chen Wang, she was immediately shocked and her figure turned into a stream of light and quickly fled from there.

The other two elders also abandoned the Zhao family monks who came with them the next moment and fled from the Liuli Buddhist Sect.

Chen Wang had no intention of chasing them. After all, the monk could escape, but the temple could not. The three of them posed little threat to him, so he let them live a little longer.

"Buddha's son."

The Liuli monk did not show any surprise, but bowed respectfully to Chen Wang.

"I already know what happened."

The shadow of the ancient glazed Buddha appeared behind Chen Wang, and the Buddha light emanating from his body illuminated the entire glazed Buddhist gate.

The glazed Buddha statue in the Buddhist sect immediately resonated, the avenue roared, and the sound of Buddha came.

Chen Wang's glazed ancient Buddha's shadow then sank into the Buddha statue, and the originally lifeless Buddha statue immediately burst out with an even more dazzling Buddha light.

The next moment, the Buddha statue raised its hands made of clay and put them together in front of itself.

"Amitabha!"

The ancient Buddha's voice emanated from the statue's mouth, and the power of faith bestowed upon the glass monk flew back into the statue...