Who gave you permission to travel through time with Earth?

The Li Dynasty's persecution of Buddhism was completely different from the scenarios Fang Jin had experienced. In the previous four scenarios, the difficulty was always laid out in the open, forcing him to bear the burden himself, going through one dangerous and deadly situation after another before finally passing the level.

This place is different. The difficulty shown at first can even be described as simple. At least in terms of martial arts, these people from the martial arts world can hardly pose a threat to Fang Jin.

This forced him to "ask for trouble," digging into the most superficial and simple aspects to uncover the awkwardness, since Fang Jin still didn't know what her mission in this world was.

The description of the dungeon is vague, full of possible side plots and twists, and even the main plot only requires removing Buddhism's thorns in the Central Plains, without any explanation of how things will develop afterward.

He could only make his work stand out more and observe more meticulously... and now Fang Jin finally felt that he had found a breakthrough and could take the initiative to do something.

"A Bodhisattva statue..."

Fang Jin didn't even look at the people facing off. Instead, her gaze followed the gap to the ancient jade Buddha statue sitting in the ancestral temple, and the strange feeling in her heart grew stronger.

Ultimately, the lineage of Diwang Temple is an extension of Buddhist teachings. Even a novice martial monk like him would feel a strange connection when he sees something of the same origin.

...This living Buddha is real.

"So there really is a Buddha in this world, and there really is a mythological lineage. No wonder the martial arts system is so crude... because these martial arts practitioners are not the protagonists favored by the world's will."

Fang Jin chuckled to himself, his words completely muted by the system's busy signal; to others, they sounded like incomprehensible babbling. Zhou Chufeng even stepped forward and loudly interrupted him:

"I am the fourteenth princess of the Zhou family of the Li Dynasty, and the second commander of the Jinxiu Army. State your name. Our army will not let go of anyone with a suspicious background... but we will never mistreat anyone who has made a contribution."

"Judging from your attire, you appear to be a centurion in our army. Although I don't know why you concealed your strength to infiltrate our ranks, you must also have the desire to serve the imperial court. I can use my rank to decide what to do after the suppression of Buddhism..."

Zhou Chufeng was actually a little anxious. The fighting strength of the nunnery had exceeded expectations. With Iron Hand Tong Hong Niangzi and a traitorous Sea Dragon King, the fighting strength of the elders was now on par with theirs.

Furthermore, the Jinxiu Army still has a commander of ten thousand men who has yet to join them. He shouldn't be held back by a bunch of peasants, but it's still a fact that they are missing a senior elder.

This uninvited guest was at least dressed in a fine military uniform and had severely injured Hong Niangzi, so there was still a good chance of recruiting him to our side. At worst, we could just give him a new identity and a title of nobility later...

"I am not your centurion... just pretend I am not. Your grudges are none of my business."

"I only want that Buddha statue."

Fang Jin interrupted with a smile, not giving Princess Zhou a chance to continue. He then reached into his bag and opened it, revealing a kitchen knife to everyone's astonishment.

His body suddenly sank downwards.

...Telekinesis—is this a trick or martial arts? Does such a special skill exist in the martial arts world? Why were this person's and this person's techniques previously unknown?

"He can manifest his true energy externally; he possesses sixty years of cultivation... He is a Grandmaster! The fifth Grandmaster in the martial arts world!"

Hong Niangzi gave a sharp warning, her voice urgent and harsh, which aggravated her internal injuries, causing her to vomit several mouthfuls of blood. The crowd's eyes changed from surprise to horror as they stared intently at Fang Jin's face!

"Smack."

Fang Jin cooperated, smiling as she snapped her fingers. Fine, red flames, like lamp oil, swirled around her finger, vibrant and scalding hot, their astonishing heat palpable even from a distance.

Fang Jin had always thought that the "Fire Playing Technique" was an ability that the Star Eater had acquired, but in reality it was the first gift that the Earth King Temple had given him, only that he had always lacked the opportunity to activate it.

Now, he can use it skillfully and naturally, just like a child instinctively stirring and splashing water in a swimming pool. The young monks of Jiwang Temple are also good at manipulating lava after they enter the temple.

Although in the eyes of these martial arts masters with limited knowledge, this was a manifestation of the free flow of true qi, indicating that the Pure Yang Technique had been perfected both internally and externally, with each move carrying the surging power of extreme yang.

"Grandmaster Jiazi, if we join forces and attack together... I wonder if we can kill him with six heads until he's exhausted," someone couldn't help but think.

"Let me weigh you first!"

The first to make a move was the Sea Dragon King, a king of a different surname who guarded the sea frontier of the Li Dynasty. His weapon was a pair of bronze gauntlets, and ordinary weapons could not withstand his immense true energy.

At the same time, he was also the one who couldn't accept Fang Jin's cultivation level the most. The old man helped Buddhism because he wanted to achieve immortality and advance further, but now he was being surpassed by a child who suddenly appeared. How could he not be angry?

Seeing Fang Jin rushing towards the ancestral temple as if no one else was there, his anger intensified. The old man's face darkened, and he bit down on a deep blue bead that was wrapped around his neck! A thick sea fog immediately spread out.

His method was originally a direct descendant of the Zhenhai King lineage, which allowed him to manipulate waves and surge like mountains and seas. His combat power in the sea was several times that on land, but that did not mean that they were trapped in the sea for generations and could not escape.

"Oh--!"

The old man stretched out his large, bony hands and grabbed the sea mist out of thin air! The moisture seemed to be twisted and wrinkled by him, and then, as the force increased, it was gradually peeled away from the air!

He actually pulled out a wave from the air! Then, the old man mustered all his strength, his bulging veins even reaching his neck, and slammed the spiraling wave towards Fang Jin!

"boom--!"

The attack had a wide range, leaving Fang Jin no room to dodge. He simply had to adopt the most relaxed stance to receive the attack, and then slowly raised the heavy kitchen knife with his right arm.

Now, with the boost from his two great talents, Fang Jin is finally able to wield this super-heavy kitchen knife, but he still can't use it freely; the world level of Beast Corporation is simply too high.

Therefore, Fang Jin didn't really know how strong the 60% furnace mode, the fire-playing technique of the Diwang Temple, plus the weight of the spiritual kitchen knife itself would be when it was chopped down like this.

Until the very moment he cleaved through the massive torrent of water, nearly the size of a house, hurtling at almost 300 miles per hour, evaporating it completely! Even as lava-like cracks tore open in the ground…

Fang Jincai finally realized just how much of a gap there was between those who cultivated immortality and those who practiced martial arts.