C202 The Spring Wind and the Willows

Everyone sat quietly in the main hall of the sect, listening to Abbot Qianye slowly recount his purpose this time.

Abbot Qianye's face was flushed red, and he still didn't have the appearance of an eminent monk with great virtue.

"This world is fake, not real."

"Old monk, I want that fake Buddhist Kingdom to truly appear in front of the world