Jueyuan saw the appearance of the two of them bowing down, but nodded slightly. This incident was originally for the purpose of saving people, so naturally there was nothing wrong with him, and even the monks with such a hot temper would not be able to punish him.

Jueyuan looked up at the old monk sitting in the main hall, and saw a crystal golden light flashing in the eyes of the old monk who could barely see, which made Monk Jueyuan feel shocked, and the Venerable couldn't help but subconsciously lower his head.

If Lichen hadn't fallen to the ground at this time, and seeing the golden light flashing in his eyes, he would definitely be able to recognize that this was the magic magic method he used when he was fighting against the surging demonic black qi in the first place.

One of the six paths of Buddhism, the Heavenly Eye.

The golden light in the old monk's eyes only lasted for a moment, and among the monks present, only the monk Jueyuan beside him noticed the clue in his eyes.

After an instant, the pure golden divine light in the old monk's eyes was restrained again, and he changed back to that unpretentious appearance, and the old man nodded slightly in the direction of Jueyuan, as if he recognized something.

Monk Jueyuan returned the salute to his uncle, and then raised his hand and waved an invisible force to help the two nephews who fell to the ground, and said: "Get up, Uncle Shi has no intention of blaming, my Buddha is merciful, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, what is wrong with the two of you?"

After speaking, Monk Jueyuan glanced back at the empty word Zen master, and saw that the old monk nodded slightly, so he continued: "As for the demonic qi in this little donor's body, the master uncle has also seen it, and it is indeed left by a former royal road, and the two of you naturally can't compete with it, even if it is a poor monk......"

Before the words were finished, Monk Jueyuan seemed to remember something, and his words changed. changed his words: "Since the matter has come to this, Wu ......"

"The disciple is here. ”

The burly Wu got up to salute back, but there was a bit of dazed look on his face, obviously not knowing why this Venerable turned his words to him.

Monk Jueyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Han Ning, who was still asleep, and seemed to hesitate slightly, but he still sighed, took off the Buddha bead in his hand, and put it on the young man's chest.

"This little benefactor, let's settle it in the Dharma Academy, and return to the courtyard to inform your master, treat it well, and then discuss it after he wakes up. ”

"Yes!"

Wu Wenyan received the order, turned around and wanted to carry this thin young man as before, but after seeing the Buddha beads on the young man's chest, he hesitated slightly, because he didn't know if His Holiness had another deep meaning, so he dispelled the idea of taking it off.

Immediately, he parted his arms, hugged the young man's body horizontally along with the Buddhist beads on his chest, and turned to leave.

The mighty momentum of the demon just now left a deep impression on him, and the Venerable Buddha's beads may have the effect of suppressing the demonic energy, so it is better not to take it away at will.

But after stepping out of the threshold, the steps under his feet paused slightly, because he found that Senior Brother Chen was still in the main hall, and he didn't seem to have any intention of coming out.

Wu was slightly stunned and hesitated slightly, but remembering what the Venerable had instructed just now, he still carried the sleeping young man and walked out of the main hall.

In any case, as His Holiness said just now, Uncle Shi didn't mean to blame, and the reason why Senior Brother stayed there was probably something about Buddhism that he wanted to discuss with the masters.

He should go back to the Dharma Academy first to inform the master of this matter, and then put the child down.

It's just that he didn't know that he, the senior brother of the Buddha, didn't have the idea of discussing the Buddhist scriptures at all, and after Wu left, he hesitated slightly, and still proposed to Master Kongyan that he wanted to go down the mountain and travel to the clouds.

When this was raised, several monks couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Jueyuan frowned slightly, although he said that the dust is the Buddha in the temple, but his cultivation is only the realm of ordinary grandmasters, although he is not a weak person in the martial arts, but there are not many people who are stronger than him in the world.

After all, Xuankong Temple is a holy place of Buddhism, the supreme holy mountain of Buddhism, and each generation of Buddhas is a person who is committed to Buddha, not a leader in each generation of cultivation.

Although Lichen is a Buddha of the "Li" generation, he is only a profound Dharma, and although he is not a weak hand in cultivation, he is not a demon with great talent.

At this time, Lichen's body has passed the age of standing, and he stepped into the realm of a grandmaster at the age of thirty, although he is not weak, but it is by no means nothing stronger than him, not to mention others, just those who want to find out the martial arts above him in the Xuankong Temple, they are all grabbing a handful.

If such cultivation goes down the mountain, how can they rest assured?

The Buddha's Dharma is profound, the spiritual platform is like a mirror, and the Tao is dust-free.

With the profound Dharma as a reliance, the bottleneck of the path of martial arts is like a floating cloud to them, and they can scatter their hands.

Cultivation is unshackled, martial arts has no bottleneck, this is the horror of the Buddha, like those so-called martial arts geniuses, although they are advancing by leaps and bounds on the road of martial arts, but once they encounter a bottleneck, they may be wasted for years, or even decades.

This is also the reason why martial artists are blooming everywhere in the world, but there are no masters at the royal level.

Therefore, most of the Buddhas in Buddhism are models of late bloomers, although they will be real great monks in the future, but at this time to go down the mountain, no one cares about what will happen to you in the future.

Don't say that it is the Buddha of Xuankong Temple, even if it is the future abbot Zen master of Xuankong Temple, he was strangled in the cradle when he did not grow up, and it was empty after all.

With the dust of today's cultivation, it is indeed not invincible, so the realm will go down the mountain and travel, if there is a mistake, it is really a little difficult to explain to the masters in the temple.

Jueyuan opened his mouth slightly, but he subconsciously glanced at Uncle Kongyan, which made him slightly stunned.

Although the old monk sitting on the futon was still as steady as Mount Tai, there was no opposition in his expression, and he seemed to be a little noncommittal about the matter of the dust going down the mountain.

Such a look made Jueyuan a little surprised, so the words of opposition in his mouth couldn't help but slow down by three points.

The change in expression between the two Venerables naturally fell into Chen's eyes, making him breathe a sigh of relief.

As he expected, although the return of the Buddha to the mountain was enough to make the great monks pay a lot of attention, he did not believe that his own face could alarm the two Venerable Masters of the Luohan Hall to appear to greet him.

Sure enough, as he expected, I am afraid that the only person who really wants to see him is this Zen Master of Empty Words, and the other Venerable Jueyuan Arhat, I am afraid that it is the person who follows the Zen Master of Empty Words, who let this old monk practice closed-mouth meditation.

"As long as you can fool this old monk over, the matter of going down the mountain will be safe......"