"However, the ancestor also once said that the junior brother is the only person who is expected to be trained in my Baochan Temple!" the abbot of Baochan Temple then sighed.

"Abbot, many people know about this. A senior monk comforted, "However, the old host also said: 'You need to wait for someone who is destined!'"

"Isn't this little benefactor who has already cultivated the 'Golden Light of the Buddha' a person who is destined?" the abbot of Baochan Temple muttered to himself, "But, if this little benefactor is destined, then with him, how can the junior brother succeed? Isn't this prophecy of the first master contradictory?"

Hearing this, Piao Wuxian immediately woke up: "Oh, these bald donkeys won't want to join forces to kill me here in order to help this fat monk practice the 'Buddha Lord Golden Light', right?"

The abbot of Baochan Temple immediately woke up and hurriedly explained: "The little benefactor does not have to be like this, the ancestor has repeatedly emphasized that it is absolutely impossible to be rude to those who practice the 'golden light of the Buddha'. ”

Drifting without a trace, he put on a posture of "who loves to believe in it, I will never believe it anyway".

The abbot of Baochan Temple smiled helplessly, and then continued: "The ancestor is a scholar of heaven and man, and it is difficult for my generation to look at it. He had long expected that after his death, the 'Golden Light of the Buddha Lord' would be cut off, and it was even possible that it would be cut off. Therefore, when worried, he will not hesitate to sacrifice his longevity to get a glimpse of the 'heavenly opportunity'. ”

Seeing that the monks were still sitting on the futon, floating without a trace, we knew that even if they had different intentions, they would not do it immediately. So he relaxed his guard for the time being, and said with great interest: "Then I don't know what the Venerable Master has spied on in the end?"

The abbot of Baochan Temple clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha name, and then he replied: "The ancestor has a saying, originally my Baochan Temple's peerless 'Buddha Lord Golden Light' will be cut off, but I don't want a meteor to pass through the clouds, bringing a ray of hope to the temple." The ancestor said, come from another world, find the avenue, steal the sky, and save the people from fire and water. The ancestor also said that this person is the light of salvation, and God has the virtue of a good life, so if he is favored by heaven and earth, he will be self-taught without a teacher, and he will naturally cultivate into the 'golden light of the Buddha'. Under the illumination of the 'golden light of the Buddha', my treasure temple has to rise and rejuvenate. On the occasion of the death of the first teacher, it happened that the sound of a baby crying came in front of the door of the temple, and everyone obeyed the order to bring it to the front of the first teacher, and the first teacher couldn't help but be overjoyed, shouting "This is destined to be related to" the golden light of the Buddha "". In the future, if the temple is expected to regain the 'golden light of the Buddha', only this son. However, the master also said that the 'golden light of the Buddha' cannot coexist in the world, but if you can get close to the 'one who walks in another world', you will gain a lot. Perhaps the ancestor was afraid that we and other laypeople would do unrighteous things for the sake of this temple, so he repeatedly emphasized that 'do not kill the Buddha master Jinguang' in vain, otherwise the temple will be doomed, remember to remember. ’”

Originally, Drifting Wandering, who crossed over from the highly technologically advanced earth, never believed in ghosts and gods and prophecies, but after experiencing too much in another world, Drifting Trace has begun to suspect "atheism". In addition, the prophecy of the previous presiding officer of Baochan Temple is indeed very consistent with the experience of drifting without a trace, which makes it even more difficult to believe without a trace.

"I just don't know, if there is no repeated advice from the former presiding officer of Baochan Temple, will these so-called 'eminent monks' blatantly do it to themselves for the sake of their own sect?"

He shook his head with a wry smile, and then said without a trace: "No wonder, this fat monk is not very young, but he has this unique and respected status in your temple. ”

The monks of Baochan Temple couldn't help frowning when they heard this, it was obvious that they were very dissatisfied with the title of "fat monk" who had disappeared without a trace.

The fat monk looked down left and right, and then laughed, "Haha...... I am really fat and big, and this fat monk is also very aptly called. ”

"Hui Ze can't be unobtrusive!" said the abbot of Baochan Temple with a frown.

When the fat monk heard this, he just stuck out his tongue playfully, but he didn't care very much.

The abbot of Baochan Temple shook his head helplessly, and then explained to Piao Wu: "Although the ancestor is a scholar of heaven and man, if he says this illusory prophecy, I may not believe it. But, strange to say, as the baby grew up day by day, the martial arts talent it revealed was slowly revealed. In particular, the comprehension of the 'Golden Light of the Buddha' is beyond the reach of ordinary people. It's just that in just over 20 years, the junior disciples of my generation have become the absolute first among the younger generation. Later, its internal force cultivation is more day by day, now, only on the depth of the internal force, no one in Baochan Temple can be out of the right. ”

Drifting without a trace finally couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Abbot, didn't you say that no one in your temple has practiced the 'Golden Light of the Buddha'?" In that case, how can you tell who has a deeper understanding and cultivation in this area?"

"The little donor doesn't know that the ancestor of this temple has left a method of practicing the 'golden light of the Buddha'. If you cultivate in this way, those who can shine in their bodies within a month can hope to cultivate. But as the master said, among tens of thousands of people, there may not be one success. In the future cultivation, the light emitted by the body will gradually increase, and if it does not increase again, it means that the person has reached the limit. And the stronger the light, the greater the possibility of being able to practice the 'Golden Light of the Buddha'. In fact, there are only a few people in this temple who can practice to shine with their bodies, including the old man. Among these ten people, only the junior and younger disciples can always maintain the enhancement of the light. But no matter how much the junior disciple cultivates, it is difficult to cross the last threshold, and he will never be able to transform this light into 'gold'. ”

"Oh, what about after being illuminated by my 'Buddha's golden light'?" asked Piaowu with interest.

"Haha, I know this best. The fat monk Huize hurriedly replied, "Originally, it was an airtight wooden door. Now, although there is still a door, it is still impossible to enter, but the door has become transparent. I can already clearly feel the supreme realm of the 'Golden Light of the Buddha'. The only thing missing is chance, and when the opportunity comes, a volley, haha, it will be natural!"

"Alas, look at the temperament of this junior brother?" said the abbot of Baochan Temple with a bitter face and laughed at himself, "Although he has excellent talent in martial arts, he is simple-minded, and his scheming seems to have been stuck in the state of a child, and he carries the last hope for the revival of my Baochan Temple, so this temple never lets him go out." However, he has been hiding in such a precious place, and his mind has become more and more lacking in tempering, so he has always been so 'unscrupulous'. Alas, who told us all to spoil him? ”