"What? Go to Jintan Temple? I heard you right, didn't you say that Liu Wanzhao is an immortal, aren't we going to look for him first now?"

Hearing Zhang Wuwu say that he was going to Jintan Temple, Xuanguang's face was strange, didn't he say last night that he was looking for Liu Wanzhao?

Why go to Jintan Temple?

"Wherever you go, I'll go, anyway, I used to listen to worry-free, and I will listen to worry-free in the future......"

The monkey's eyes are red, with panda eyes, he didn't sleep all night last night, and his mind was messed up with nightmares, but this morning, he felt that it was better to call Zhang Wuwu like before.

However, when he said this, the monkey secretly looked at Zhang Carefree's face.

As long as he expresses his displeasure a little, he will immediately change his words, after all, Zhang Wuwu's previous life was the Jade Emperor who was high up and he didn't dare to look up!

Among the Three Realms, it feels like the most awesome existence.

"Well, Liu Wanzhao is a fairy fetus, maybe he has his own chances, and the snake girl will not kill him easily, I asked Yutu to track down and find the snake girl, looking for a chance to save people, but I plan to go to Jintan Temple to ......"

Zhang Wuwu didn't say anything about the ever-changing jade Ruyi, but insisted on going to Jintan Temple.

"Okay, I admit it, I came out of Jintan Temple, my master is the head of the temple, and he is also the person who adopted me and grew up, it's been so long since I came out, I should go back to see him!"

Xuanguang was a little twisted, but he still chose to explain honestly.

He is the monk of Jintan Temple!

What does this worry-free want to do?

Zhang Wuwu didn't know what he was going to Jintan Temple for, but Yu Ruyi knew his mind and would never lie to him.

Perhaps, there is the news of Liu Wanzhao that he is looking for, as well as the whereabouts of other immortals.

Jintan Temple is located fifty kilometers west of Jiangcheng City, in fact, it has been out of the urban area, it is a relatively remote place, but the scale of Jintan Temple is still beyond Zhang Wuwu's imagination!

The mountains here are continuous, there is a temple on the top of the mountain, covering an area of more than ten acres, and there are many fruit trees in the shade, but because the mountain is too high, there are almost no people on the way.

Xuanguang looked very happy, took off his hat to reveal his bare head, and the clothes on his body were changed into monk's robes, but the pair of monk's shoes that Zhang Wuwu looked very strange had been wearing on his feet.

Even though Xuanguang wears a suit and tie, he has always worn these monk shoes, and he cherishes them very much.

"Master, master, I'm back......"

When everyone was still observing this Jintan Temple, Xuanguang rushed into the temple with a gust of wind.

This temple is actually a little dilapidated and decayed, if it weren't for a few monks taking care of it, it would make people feel extra deserted, but the spaciousness and ancient architecture of this temple can also be seen.

Many years ago, it was a beautiful scene.

"Jintan Temple? this is it, don't go far, I'll visit the presiding ...... of this temple in a while."

Zhang Wuwu took a look at the dilapidated temple gate and entered the main hall again. The strange thing is that the Bodhisattva enshrined in the main hall is not Nyolai or Guanyin, but a majestic Bodhisattva who is more than ten meters high.

I don't recognize who it is?

There are a lot of Bodhisattva immortals who want to come to this world to worship, and it is estimated that few people can recognize them all, and although Zhang Wuwu was the Jade Emperor in his previous life, he is a mortal for the time being in this life, regardless of his mentality or experience.

The Bodhisattva who circled around the main hall saw someone worshipping and prostrating, and he stood there abruptly, that is, he did not burn incense or kowtow, which seemed unusually abrupt.

There was even a monk who smiled at him, handed over a little incense and candle, and pointed to the merit box, the meaning of which could not be clearer.

Zhang Wuwu smiled slightly, didn't say much, threw over fifty yuan, picked up the incense candle and bowed to the Bodhisattva of the main hall, who knew that he had not followed up yet, he heard a click, it seemed that something was broken!

The Bodhisattva, who was originally high, suddenly seemed to be crooked, Zhang Wuwu thought that he was dazzled, and saw a few monks running behind the Bodhisattva in a panic, and everyone didn't know what was going on.

Soon, the monks began to persuade the pilgrims to leave, saying that some of the buildings needed to be repaired for fear of hurting them.

Zhang Wuwu is a little embarrassed, could it be that this unknown Bodhisattva made of clay sculpture still has some spirituality?

Don't dare to accept their own salutes, worship it almost had an accident, if you really kneel down, it is estimated that this clay sculpture of the Bodhisattva will collapse.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuwu simply planned to walk around the temple, since the Jintan Temple is shown on the wish, then there must be some secrets hidden here, or there are also immortals lost in the world?

Who the hell is it?

Jintan Temple is surrounded by that kind of big mountain, the kind that is inaccessible, and there is only a small road for passing, this mountain to that mountain, it is estimated that the time of a day is not enough.

And here, it feels like a barren mountain and an old forest, and I don't know how this Jintan Temple was built in the first place?

"Master, I can see your old man, I miss me......"

In the back courtyard of Jintan Temple, Xuanguang was lying in front of an old monk howling, and the words were a little hypocritical, but it was said that a thin old monk in front of him was full of tears.

"Idiot, idiot, do you want to go down the mountain so much? You are so Buddha-natured, so intelligent, if you inherit the presiding over of Jintan Temple, this temple will definitely be carried forward in your hands......"

This old monk is the presiding monk of Jintan Temple, Zhiyuan, he is eighty-eight years old this year, people have been eating fasting and chanting Buddha for many years are very thin, but the spirit is good, and when he saw Xuanguang, he actually shed tears.

It can be seen that he really loves Xuanguang.

"Master, it's not that the Buddha does it in the heart, wine and meat pass through the intestines, as long as there is a Buddha in the heart, everything in the eyes is a Buddha, in fact, you don't have to restrain those worldly rituals, as long as there is a Buddha in the heart, I am practicing there!"

Monk Zhiyuan, who Xuanguang said this, nodded straightly, looked down and saw that the monk shoes on the apprentice's feet were torn, and quickly took out a new pair of shoes from the cabinet and handed them over.

"Your feet haven't grown for years, this is still a pair I made for you last year, do you want to try to fit it?"

The monk shoes made by the old monk Zhiyuan are a must, and the shoes of Xuanguang from childhood to adulthood are all made by him with a needle and a thread, and not many people know this secret.

While he was still talking, there was a knock on the door outside, and soon a big disciple of Zhiyuan came to tell him.

"Master, no, the Bodhisattva in the main hall has cracks, what do you think should be done?"

When the eldest disciple spoke, he glanced at Xuanguang who was wearing monk's shoes, the corners of his mouth moved, and he was very speechless, and he always felt that the reason why Xuanguang was so stubborn was completely caused by the master's doting!