"Amitabha Buddha ......," Arhat asked.

"Amitabha, may I ask if this is "Duowen Temple"? I don't know if Senior Brother Huizheng is here?" Xia Qing looked at the Han monk who came out, and immediately knew his seniority, and his feelings were good, not too embarrassing.

"I don't know the name of my master and where I practice. "Among the five hundred arhats, one of them came out seriously and answered, his tone was calm, he looked like, he was a monk who was concentrating on cultivating Buddhism and asking questions, and the domineering appearance just now was exposed, as if it was not him at all.

"Monk Hecong, this is my master Yuanjue and senior brother Ximu ......"

My go, Xia Qing looked at Monk Han's humble attitude, gentle tone, and wanted to shout again, let's take the eye on the eyes, okay, yes, Master Yuanjue's apprentice can be fuel-efficient, but he is too self-righteous......

His introduction made the eyes of these arhats widen, what should I do with this? Dajin belongs, who doesn't know the great god Puji Zen Master, the master Yuanjue?

Sure enough, when the eight lamas heard this, they became irritable.

Well, the lama Lao You is angry, the Han people really can't give face, and if they give it, they will have less. It's a family again. There are actually three more fierce rivals!

A few Arhats guarding the door also had a headache, and they didn't welcome them in? The authentic sect of the people is from the Pure Land Sect, but everyone knows that this great Zen master, he knows all the methods, and it seems that he is also practicing, how can this be counted? The abbot has not explained it. Before they could figure it out, the irascible lama made a choice for them.

Molar the teeth and threw a gold seal up, followed by the others to shoot, what kind of soul killing spell or something, chanting loudly, and the hands were not idle, all kinds of moves went towards the three masters and apprentices, leaving their backs to the original opponents, the Arhats guarding the gate. I am not afraid of sneak attacks. Xia Qing smiled secretly, a little careless, right?

Seeing this, the arhats naturally stuck to one side, and did not attack them, but they ran away with a smoke, this is to report the news, the speed is very fast, and the walk is very sudden, Xia Qing didn't have time to see his momentum clearly, and the people rushed in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the temple.

"Master, what should we do?" asked Sidao.

"Well, it's not wise to go at this time, I always feel that this old monk can position the same, he wants to find me, but he is accurate. ”

Xia Qing wondered if the old monk had placed a tracking locator in this space she had traversed? Or do you put it in your own bag? Eighty percent out of ten.

And the lamas who pounced on the three masters and apprentices of Yuanjue also had no result. As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, Master Yuanjue impatiently waved his backhand and drew a circle around him, and the nine lamas fell. Although Xia Qing kept talking in her mouth, she still had a small abacus in her heart, but her eyes didn't let go of the outside, Yuan Jue waved his hand, there are many doorways, Xia Qing saw clearly, there are at least two, one is sprinkled with charms, and the other is sprinkled with poison, this monk doesn't talk about the rules at all, when will the monks of the Pure Land Sect also study the methods of Tantra?

"Master, if you don't leave, you'll be in big trouble! This old monk's internal strength is not weak...... "This is what a knife said, across the space layer, you can't feel the air flow outside, but a knife still sees that Master Yuanjue's internal force is unfathomable.

"You mean?"

"This old monk is uneasy and kind! He has never revealed that he understands internal forces. ”

"It's okay for us to walk like this?" Xia Qing weighed whether to leave or not, the old monk was indeed a little annoyed. But I really can't run away at the moment. There is no secret about the internal force, the person who sees the bottom at a glance really doesn't have it, it's just a dementia, and you don't know what he hears will cause illness. Not to mention this monk with a very good background, it is a joke to be able to see through it at a glance.

"Master, don't use your spiritual power, let's leave through the back door, how about putting a hidden spirit talisman on the Qiankun bag?"

"It's not good, it's better to be still, let's just stay here and see what they do?" Ding Jia said coldly to Sidao.

"Ding Jia's idea is good this time, let's listen to it. ”

Since you want to listen, you have to listen steadily, Xia Qing asked Ding Bing to move some chairs and tables, everyone sat together eating melon seeds and drinking tea, carefully looking at the sound and image from outside the space door, after the space evolved, you can see the outside through a frame about three feet square on the door, and you can also zoom in or push the far lens with your mind, which is a bit like looking at the monitor.

Xia Qing pretentiously set up a frame to watch the play here, moved the table and set up chairs, tea, water and melons and fruits for a while, and the main owner of the temple also arrived at the temple gate. Monk Huizheng doesn't look much like a monk, nor does he look like an ascetic, nor does he look like the fat head and big ears of later generations. Even the temperament is different from that of the master. The two of them are facing each other now, and at a glance, they are also people in two environments and two types of work.

Huizheng had a righteous face, and his kind eyebrows and kind eyes revealed a strong bookish atmosphere. Later, when I inquired, people still played Buddhism in elementary school, but after becoming a monk, he was also a student with some ideas. He is young, but forty years away, and his age can be seen at a glance, that is, it can be seen. And Master Yuanjue's, that is really ambiguous and fifty or sixty reasonable, but that look is profound, you say that he is not ninety, no one will believe it.

"The master has come from afar, and he has worked hard!" The standard baritone, slightly low but absolutely pleasant, Xia Qing likes his voice, but the master obviously doesn't like it, it's too outward, what is hard work? Don't you invite us to sit in the temple? Old monk, I am also from the Jingtu Sect.

"Senior brother, have you always been good?" this time it was Ximu who spoke, he and Huizheng had met at a Buddhist meeting many years ago, and that was many years ago.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Ximu, and he has always been good!" Huizheng still had no plans to welcome guests into the temple. I didn't see the appearance of the nine lamas, so he didn't care that the lamas at the gate of his temple posed in such strange shapes, for him, the lamas didn't exist at all.

followed, and there were several warrior monks with an Arhat temperament. Hui Zheng stood like that, and he just blocked the gate upright. Xia Qing smiled secretly, thinking that he was a little cautious, don't you open the mountain gate to say please, is the master embarrassed to enter your temple gate?

Ximu smiled bitterly, and didn't say anything to continue, Monk Han smiled: "Senior brother, don't you invite the three of my master and apprentice to come in and sit?"

"Master Ha Cong, it's better to be famous than to meet, the mage has worked hard. Hui Zheng still didn't move and didn't say please come in, looking at the master's eyes were still so calm and serene, oh, what does this Hui Zheng mean, according to the generation, he is the master's disciple, and besides, doesn't he know the master's fame? Xia Qing felt more and more interesting about Hui Zheng.