Mingxin remembered what was going on, and hurriedly said: "Master, there is a Taoist priest outside the mountain gate who claims to be a Taoist from Lishan, asking to see Master!"

Xuyun swaggered out and said, "Isn't it just an old bastard?

Mingxin: "......"

Master, what people want to see is you, not fart.

Mingxin said: "The master doesn't want to see him, so Mingxin will ask him to go back." ”

Xuyun rolled his eyes: "Who said that Lao Tzu is gone? Lao Tzu happened to be in a panic, so I went to see him." ”

Mingxin is very worried, the master is like this, although the six brothers of their Ming generation are no longer strange, but to meet outsiders, it is really a little too shocking, if the Xuyun Zen Master, who is admired by everyone in the capital, takes a sip of wine, and the image of Lao Tzu and fart appears, will the Bodhi Temple be demolished tomorrow?

However, Mingxin was quickly relieved, Shizun had enlightened him just now, everything didn't need to be phased, everything was empty, Bodhi was not a tree, he was still struggling with these things, it was really too poor in understanding, no wonder Shizun wanted to kick his ass.

Xuyun Long walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, and said: "Although the deity is graceful, the jade tree is in the wind, handsome and chic, and graceful, but this face is too young and handsome, and it has to be changed." ”

Mingxin said: "Yes, Master!"

As a result, Xuyun immediately began to change locally.

He stretched out his right hand and drew a semicircle with his hand, and from his right hand, the skin of that body was changing, and the skin of a young man with slender knuckles and shiny skin became rough at this time, and when the change spread all the way to the face, it was even more wonderful.

His graceful, handsome and handsome young and handsome face quickly became in his fifties, with long white eyebrows, although he was still very handsome, but he was already old.

Xuyun said: "Mingxin, is Lao Tzu much better like this?"

Mingxin: "......"

Master, it would be better if you didn't look like Lao Tzu!

But he can only say this in his heart, the master asked, he can't help but answer, he nodded and said: "The master became famous early, and his face is not old, but now the image is more like a monk!"

Xuyun fried his hair: "Do you mean to say that Lao Tzu is an old monster? You said that Lao Tzu didn't look like a monk before?"

Mingxin: "......"

When will the drunken madness of the master pass? When I meet such a master, even if Mingxin has already been tested by alcohol, I still have to smile bitterly.

Xuyun walked to the guest hall on the left and refused to leave, he said to Mingxin: "What's the big deal about the old miscellaneous hair in Lishan?

Over the years, there have been a lot of things about the people of Lishan Dao, although the Bodhi Temple is a Buddhist temple, it is not so ignorant of the world, only reciting Buddhist scriptures, so I have also heard of this person. This is also the reason why Mingxin will personally report to Xuyun.

However, Mingxin and the others didn't know that Lishan Dao was Qiankunzi, but Xuyun knew.

When Mingxin took people to greet the people of Lishan Dao and returned to the guest hall, Qiankunzi looked at the standing in front of the hall, as if the entire reception hall had become the background, and he saw a white-eyed and handsome white-clothed monk in front of him.

The monk just stood there, and he had a solemn and solemn feeling, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he seemed to be more than the whole hall.

This monk is really a monk with the appearance of a monk, no wonder Bodhi Temple can have such a reputation.