Chapter 212: Boring, I Want to See Blood Flow Like a River_2

Among practitioners, assessing a person's age by their appearance or skeletal structure is merely a trifle, even a single breath can be used to gauge their age. As for the Zen Master of Yinghai before them, regardless of how one judged, he seemed to be quite young.

However, it was unexpected that the other party would be so young. Not only that, his cultivation strength, which could dominate spirits and deities in the city, made him terrifying and formidable, granting more awe to the Heavenly Dragon Zen Temple he hailed from.

"My senior fellow Fayuan, whether in debating sutras or practicing Buddhism, far surpasses me, how could I merit being a Buddha's disciple?"

This excessively youthful and handsome monk spoke in a serene tone, but Feng Qing'an found it a little peculiar. Did those words harbor a sense of unwilling acceptance?