The Devious First-Daughter (Web Novel) - Chapter 13: First Madam’s People

In the previous life, he was in the shopping mall, and he was unwilling to die from a terminal illness, but was taken to the King Kong Temple in the prosperous world of martial arts by a Buddha statue of the medicine master, and was reborn as a medicine monk.

In this life, he only wants to live forever, to practice Buddhism and not to seek liberation

However, he unexpectedly discovered that with the blessing of Medicine Buddha, the mantra can turn legends into reality, and their power will be greatly increased.

The great light mantra, transcends the soul and goes straight to the bliss of the Western Heaven,

The mantra of clearing the heart, clearing the mind and calming the spirit, the mind is like still water,

Rejuvenation mantra, heals injuries like a god

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He was even judged to be a waste of martial arts, but with the help of Medicine Buddha, he was able to practice Buddhist martial arts to the legendary realm.

Originally, I wanted to cultivate various medicinal materials, practice martial arts, practice Buddhism, and live in peace in this top sect Daxueshan King Kong Temple.

But I don’t want to, at this time, the Dagan Dynasty has experienced prosperity for thousands of years, and it has come to the moment from prosperity to decline.

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Zhong Yansheng lived for eighteen years. After accidentally falling into the water, he dreamed and found that he was living in a book. In the book, he was a fake young master who was mistakenly adopted by the Marquis. After the real young master came back, he {real} was not taken seriously by the family and was driven to a separate courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing. His parents only doted on him {fake}, and they turned the real young master into a black hearted man, and finally his family was ruined. After waking up, Zhong Yansheng learned the news that Master Zhen returned to the house three days ago, but the whole family only revolved around him {fake} who was sick.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

Master said, the woman I held in my hands, I must protect for the rest of my life.