The Buddha statue in the Shaolin Temple is solemn, the temple is everywhere, along the stone steps all the way forward, you can see many monks and monks everywhere are rushing towards the main hall square, obviously also to observe the ceremony.

"Hey, Huiming, you're not staying in the Scripture Pavilion, where are you going?" suddenly a voice came from a stone staircase next to him.

Ye Xing immediately turned his head to look, only to see that it was a bald monk in his thirties, and the monk's robe should be the same generation as him, the word 'Hui'

"I'm going to see the master take over as the abbot!"

"Nonsense!" The bald monk in his thirties frowned and reprimanded: "You go to see the ceremony, who is responsible for guarding the scripture pavilion, what if the scripture cheats inside are lost!"

"Lost, won't it, isn't there still a gray-clothed old-timer guarding it when I leave!" Ye Xing smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'll go to see a ceremony and I'll go back soon, it's no problem for the gray-clothed old-timer to guard the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!"

The gray-clothed old monk is more than two hundred years old, and he is an ancient semi-saint-level existence, and he is afraid that the realm is still above the sunflower supreme flower to the sun. Even if the physical body is aging and degraded now, and the true yuan is exhausted, the realm is still there, and the strength is also at the level of the supreme overlord, and it is not impossible to even exert the combat power of the heavenly rank.

"Gray-clothed old-timer?, what gray-clothed old-timer?" the thirty-year-old bald monk looked puzzled when he heard this, "You said that Uncle Fande? Fande has something to go out, and he would have left the Shaolin Temple a long time ago, otherwise he would not have sent you to temporarily guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

"I'm not talking about Uncle Fande, I'm talking about that gray-clothed old-timer, more than two hundred years old, it should be a certain ancestor!

"Huiming, if you do this again, I will take you to the Discipline Hall to be punished, and you will give me back-"

The bald monk in his thirties was talking, when suddenly his eyes became blurred, and he quickly lost focus, as if he had lost his soul, and his eyes were dull.

At the same time, an ethereal voice sounded in his ears.

"Who are you?

"I'm your senior brother!" said in a dumbfounded voice.

"It turned out to be Huiming's senior brother, what's your name?"

"Fa Huixiang!"

"The name is so ugly, you will be punished to go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to copy the book a hundred times! The Lotus Sutra, the Prajna Sutra, and the Diamond Sutra must not be left behind!"

"Oh!" Monk Huixiang looked stunned, his eyes were extremely wooden, and he walked in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion and copied the scriptures.

Under the control of Ye Xing's "Soul Dementorship Dafa" ecstasy, this Huixiang could only obediently obey his orders, and he could not wake up until he finished copying the scriptures.

"Damn, don't worry about salty radishes, take care of my Ye Liangchen, see if I don't kill you!"

Ye Xing pursed his lips and immediately continued to walk towards the main hall square in front of him.

However, before he had taken a hundred steps, another figure walked straight towards him, it was a high monk master in a robe, just looking at the monk's robe, you could tell that he was quite high.

"Senior nephew Huiming has seen Uncle Fantong!" Ye Xing clasped his hands together and said aloud.

"Well, Huiming, why are you here?" said Master Fantong, who was in a hurry, and seemed to be busy.

"I'm going to go to see the inauguration ceremony of my master!" Ye Xing said.

As soon as the words fell, Master Fantong's body, which was originally walking briskly, suddenly stopped, frowned, and said: "No, if you leave, who will be responsible for guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? Senior Brother Fande has already left the Shaolin Temple, if it weren't for the fact that he was too busy during this time, he should have been personally guarded by me! Listen to Uncle Shi's words, go back, go back to guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

"Uncle Shi rest assured, that gray-clothed ancestor is so strong, there will definitely be no problem with him guarding the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. Ye Xing smiled slightly.

"Gray-clothed ancestor, what gray-clothed ancestor?" Master Fantong looked puzzled and said: "Our Shaolin Temple's ancestor level has passed away, and those who are in retreat are also closed, which ancestor did you just say?"

Ye Xing couldn't help but be stunned, looking at this Fantong master, it seems that he doesn't know the existence of the gray-clothed old monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this matter is a bit strange, but now that the ceremony is imminent, God knows if there will be any accidents over there, there is no time to think about it, you must rush over as soon as possible, Ye Xing's eyes moved, and he immediately improvised: "Oh, I mean Senior Brother Huixiang." Brother Hui Xiang knew that I wanted to go to the ceremony, and he said that he would help me guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, copy the scriptures and books casually, and specialize in Buddhism!"

"Oh, I see, I can't see that this kid Huixiang is still a good boy!" Master Fantong looked surprised, nodded, and said, "Okay, you come with me, I'm about to go over." By the way, there are a lot of big people in the square now, you have to remember to keep quiet, so as not to cause more trouble!"

"Okay, Uncle Shi!" Ye Xing nodded and said, "Uncle Shi, which big names are attending the ceremony this time?"

"It's more, somehow, I feel that there are more people than when Master Kongyun was inaugurated as the abbot before!" Master Fantong said: "In addition to the Moon Worship Cult and the deceased Moon Palace Lord, the heads of the other four holy lands are here, and among the top ten super forces, except for Ye Xing, the lord of Baiyun City, who did not come, the other nine super force helmsmen are also present, and there are countless other overlord cities and first- and second-rate sects. ”

"The relationship between these sects and our Shaolin Temple is not bad, except for the Holy Fire Sect, if we meet people from the Holy Fire Sect in the future, it is better to have more than one thing, let us try to bear with it. The Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng is extremely domineering, and when Master Kongyun is here, we don't have to be afraid of him, and now ...... Hey......"

Master Fantong sighed faintly, and told Ye Xing some precautions as he walked.

It can be seen that the Shaolin Temple is very cautious about holding the abbot's inauguration ceremony this time, for fear of any turmoil. After all, this session is different from previous ones. When the last Master Kongyun was inaugurated as the abbot, the old abbot Master Xuanbei was present and personally passed the abbot's robe to Master Kongyun. With the presence of the old abbot Master Xuanbei, others naturally did not dare to make a mistake, so the last succession ceremony was held smoothly.

This time, however, it was very different. The abbot of Kongyun fell in the valley of reincarnation, and without the top three masters of the "Heavenly List", Shaolin Temple fell a big step in terms of aura. With the prestige of the Sanskrit master, it is difficult to calm the supreme of all parties, and you can only hope that there will be no other turmoil, otherwise the atmosphere will be embarrassing. Of course, the Shaolin Temple also has a foundation, and the relationship between the people and all parties is very good, which is convincing, which is also a kind of strength in itself.