"Amitabha, the old man is in a hurry, passing by here, I wonder if I can come in and rest?"

When the voice sounded, I only heard a burst of footsteps outside the broken temple, and there seemed to be more than one person, Xuanyuan Wuguang and Hua Wuyan, and immediately glanced at each other.

Hua Wuyan immediately walked directly to Tang Yi's side, for fear that someone would alarm Tang Yi, who was cultivating.

Xuanyuan Wuguang got up and walked outside the broken temple.

I saw an old monk with white hair outside the ruined temple, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

The old monk was wearing a tattered robe and holding a Zen staff, and when he saw Xuanyuan come out, he immediately folded his hands.

"Disturb the donor, old man!"

The old monk looked apologetic and said with a faint smile: "The old monk and the two apprentices have traveled all the way here, and it is really hard to walk!"

"Seeing a ruined temple here, I want to come over to rest and rest, and ask the donor to have mercy!"

The old monk had a kind face and spoke very politely, but Xuanyuan Wuguang was slightly suspicious in his heart.

Xuanyuan Wuguang immediately looked behind the old monk, and saw two young monks, who were also in tatters behind him.

It's just that these two young monks are obviously not as generous as the old monks, and they seem to be rigid.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing Xuanyuan Wuguang and looking at his two apprentices, the old monk hurriedly explained: "These two apprentices of the old man went out with the old man for the first time, and they were ascetic all the way, so it was inevitable that they would be a little reluctant!"

"Plus the two of them, and recently they have been practicing 'Closed-mouth Zen', and they are even more resentful, after all, the Buddha nature is not enough, don't blame the donor!"

"It seems that the master is a senior monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"

Xuanyuan Wuguang smiled slightly, he was very knowledgeable and knew that the closed-mouth meditation was the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, which was specially used to hone the disciples' minds.

If you don't reach your goal, you are not allowed to speak, and ordinary people really can't stand it.

"The little benefactor is well-informed, and the old man is indeed a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"

Seeing Xuanyuan Wuguang, he recognized his identity in one bite, and the old monk was slightly surprised.

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is the cultivation realm, the head of the Buddha's path, and since he is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, he will not be a bad person!"

The original suspicion in Xuanyuan Wuguang's heart immediately dissipated: "It is estimated that before, Tang Yi pretended to be a master, which made my vigilance grow a lot, and it was really a trench and a wisdom!"

"Since you are a senior monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, please go into the temple to rest!"

Xuanyuan was lightless, and immediately flashed, and asked the old monk and apprentice to enter the broken temple.

"Thank you, donor!"

After the old monk thanked him, he took the two apprentices and walked into the ruined temple.

It's just that as soon as he entered, the old monk hurriedly folded his hands and said apologetically: "I didn't expect that there is a female benefactor in this temple, and the old man is abrupt!"

"It's okay!"

Hua Wuyan saw that it was a monk who came, and he seemed to know how to be polite, but he didn't blame it, and smiled faintly.

"The old man cultivates the Buddha, and he can't get close to women, so he still can't enter this temple!"

The old monk hurriedly glanced at Hua Wuyan and Tang Yi, who was cultivating behind her.

"What's more, this little donor seems to be cultivating, and the old man is still resting outside the temple, so as not to disturb the donor!"

The old monk said, turned around and took the two disciples to the corridor outside the temple to rest.

After a while, I saw Xuanyuan gone, but he filled a bowl of hot soup and sent it to the old monk.

"Master hard work, please rest after drinking hot soup!"

"Thank you, donor!"

After taking the hot soup in Xuanyuan Wuguang's hand, the old monk immediately thanked him, and after Xuanyuan Wuguang returned to the broken temple, the old monk's face changed, and he did not have the appearance of kindness before.

"I didn't expect Lao Tzu, passing by here, but I saw a few fat sheep!"

Looking at the fragrant hot soup in his hand, the old monk smiled coldly: "This kid is very idiotic, it's best to start, it's just that the girl in the temple looks a lot more shrewd, but it's just right!"

"Since being kicked out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple by the host, Lao Tzu has not practiced the 'Happy Buddha' for a long time, such a rouge horse is cool to ride!"

"But that stinky boy who is cultivating, it seems that he is cultivating some advanced method, Lao Tzu can't see clearly, this kid is the most troublesome!"

"But trouble is trouble, but in the hands of that kid, if Lao Tzu is not mistaken, it should be the Enlightenment Fruit, this is an authentic treasure of heaven and earth!"

"If you can get it, Lao Tzu's strength will definitely be able to go further and successfully pass the recruitment ceremony of the Black and White Academy!"

"Hey, hey!"

The old monk turned his head, looked at the two apprentices behind him, and smiled coldly: "Since this is the case, then Lao Tzu doesn't mind, take a few more apprentices!"

Syllable!

The old monk casually poured the hot soup that Xuanyuan Wuguang was kind enough to give him, and turned around and walked into the broken temple with his two apprentices.

"Amitabha, thank you for the hospitality of the two donors!"

The old monk thanked him, then looked at Xuanyuan Wuguang and asked, "It seems that a few little donors must have also gone to participate in the recruitment ceremony of the Black and White Academy, right?"

"That's right!" Xuanyuan Wuguang is not scheming enough, he doesn't know how to hide at all, but he has to answer all questions.

"Huh!"

The old monk smiled and said: "In this case, the old man was entertained by the little donor, and he couldn't repay it, so he recited the scriptures for several little donors and asked the Buddha to bless a few, and he was successful!"

Xuanyuan Wuguang was slightly stunned, but Hua Wuyan on the side frowned, just about to stop it.

"Great freedom in the sky, if you come to ask me, the world is bitter, when you call it, I will come back to ...... world"

The old monk didn't care about it, and directly recited the scriptures by himself.

It is also strange to say that as soon as the old monk recited the scriptures, Hua Wuyan, who originally wanted to stop her, only felt that the Buddhist scriptures were in her ears, and she couldn't help but break the red dust and devote herself to Buddhism.

And with the old monk, the Buddhist scriptures are recited more and more, and Hua Wuyan's heart to the Buddha is more and more firm.

Xuanyuan Wuguang on the side also felt this kind of thought, only felt that the old monk was full of Buddha light, and he couldn't wait to kneel in front of him and follow him for the rest of his life.

"It's not good! This is the "Great Freedom Pudu Heart Sutra", which is the Buddha's forbidden method, specially used to deceive people's hearts!"

Xuanyuan Wuguang instantly noticed that something was wrong, but the old monk recited the Buddhist scriptures very quickly, and when Xuanyuan Wuguang found out, the old monk had already recited half of the Buddhist scriptures.

Xuanyuan Wuguang wanted to open his mouth and remind Hua Wuyan, but when he found that when he opened his mouth, he actually followed the old monk in his mouth and recited the scriptures together.

Xuanyuan Wuguang desperately wanted to raise his hand and block his ears, but he found that his body was completely out of control.

"Hey, hey!"

While reciting the scriptures, the old monk observed Xuanyuan Wuguang and Hua Wuyan, and after reciting the scriptures, he saw that Hua Wuyan and Xuanyuan Wuguang had folded their hands and looked pious, and the old monk immediately sneered.

"The little doll is still too tender after all, so easily, it fell into my mercy!"

The old monk was kind, sneered, glanced at Xuanyuan Wuguang with disdain, then ignored it, and turned to look at Hua Wuyan.

"Female doll, I haven't cultivated the 'Happy Buddha' for a long time, so I'm going to be happy with you today!"

(End of chapter)