As soon as the ethereal voice fell, I saw a person suddenly appear in the Mahavira Treasure Hall, and then walked out slowly.

It was an old monk who described him as thin, although he had a big bald head, his eyebrows grew to his chest, dancing with the wind, and he was very stylish.

The most exemplary thing is that as the old monk walked out slowly, a strong wind came fiercely, and the robes of all the people who shook were hunting.

"Disciple to meet the teacher!" Seeing the comer, Master Huaiyuan couldn't care about the injuries on his body, and knelt there with a pop.

The person who came was the previous abbot of Jiubao Temple, who was once a master, and his Taoism was extremely high, and when he was in power, except for the Tianji Lao Dao of the Shushan Sword Sect, no one in the entire cultivation world was his opponent.

Master Huaiyuan is not afraid of his teacher, but the teacher is dedicated to the Buddha, anything that affects the reputation of Buddhism, his old man will never tolerate it, so if the teacher knows that he uses the temple to collect money, he, the abbot, will definitely not do it.

I always thought that with the Tao of his teacher, after going to the back mountain, it would not take a few years to ascend to the Tao, so he dared to be so presumptuous.

How do you know that the teacher is still in the back mountain, so Master Huaiyuan has come down, and he is bitter in his heart, since the teacher has always been in the back mountain, why did he come out now? Is it because the Nine Treasure Temple is in danger?

But in this way, he is miserable, when he first embarked on the wrong path, the teacher did not come out to mention the point, and now he has gone a long way, the teacher has come out, this is the rhythm that makes him lack of skills!

"The disciple has seen the master!" Master Huaiyuan knelt, and the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall naturally knelt down, although the little monks had never seen a master at one time, but Master Huaiyuan had already called the teacher, and they could all guess that the old monk in front of him was the legendary figure of Jiubao Temple, a master of one time.

There is a writing on the wall inside the Dharma Hall, once a monk, at the age of thirty was already the first master of the Dharma Hall, at the age of fifty began to follow the master of Yan Confession to comprehend the Dharma, whether it is a Buddhist debate, or a fight, are the top figures in the Chinese Buddhism, and then inherited the mantle of the Master of Confession, in charge of Southern Shaolin.

Although he has not been in charge for a long time, Nan Shaolin has achieved unprecedented development in his hands.

It's a pity that his old man's Buddha nature is too good, so he has been teaching for less than 30 years, and he has to go to the back mountain for retreat, and the Tao has risen too fast.

Such a legendary figure naturally won the respect of every Southern Shaolin disciple.

Many people see this monk for the first time, so when they kneel down, they quietly raise their heads, wanting to see the demeanor of a monk.

Well, I have lost a little weight, but my spirit is very strong, and I do have the demeanor of a generation of monks.

"The disciple is incompetent, not only let the demon snatch the Three Buddha Transfer Beads, but also almost let people smash the temple gate, and ask the teacher to punish him!" Seeing that Master Yi once stepped forward, Master Huaiyuan could be said to be in a hurry and began to fight backwards.

If what he did was known to his teacher, he, the abbot, would definitely have done nothing.

But now you can transfer the firepower, the teacher has always guarded the purity of the Buddhism, and now someone is making trouble in the Buddhism, and it is a big fight, so even if the other party is reasonable, the teacher will definitely not tolerate it.

"Spoon head, don't come unharmed!" Seeing a monk at one time, Murong Tianxin and Zheng Weiwei inevitably felt a tightness in their hearts, this monk is a master at first glance!

It can be seen from the trembling appearance of the five girls that although the five girls have a good heart, they are still demons after all, and they are still a little stunned by the aura of a decent master.

But the five girls' Taoism is not low, and the person who can make her frightened must have a lot of ability.

They didn't know if Feng Qingyang could do it, and this old monk who didn't know where he came from.

They were worried, Feng Qingyang actually sneered behind his back.

And he also called the old monk the head of the spoon, yes, the head of the old bald donkey is indeed very much like a spoon, but such an insult, the old monk can bear it?

It was already sabre-rattling, and now Feng Qingyang is insulting the other party, isn't this adding fuel to the fire!

"Presumptuous, dare to insult my teacher, look for a fight!" Master Huaiyuan immediately shouted, he was really adding fuel to the fire.

He wished that Feng Qingyang would anger his teacher, so that even if he was wrong, the teacher would forgive him because of Feng Qingyang's arrogance and rudeness.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was very presumptuous and dared to insult a once-time monk, not only did Master Huaiyuan show a gloating smile, but Tan Yingnian and Tan Jiahui on the side also sneered.

Feng Qingyang, this kid, dared to be arrogant in front of a once divine monk, and now I'm afraid it's hard not to die.

Master Huaiyuan can't clean him up, isn't it okay for a monk to be a monk?

"Haha, I haven't seen you for many years, but Lord Feng hasn't forgotten the title jì? Dongting has been farewell for a hundred years, and the little monk has lost a lot of weight, is his head still like a spoon? But what made everyone dumbfounded was that for Master Huaiyuan's upside down and adding fuel to the fire, the monk once seemed to have not heard it, and in the face of Feng Qingyang's joke, the old monk was not only not angry, but laughed extraordinarily, as if Feng Qingyang called him spoon head, not only did not make him feel that he was insulting him, but suddenly narrowed the distance, and there was a feeling of intimacy.

"Well, it's changed, it used to be like a wooden spoon, now it's like an iron spoon, haha!" Soon, something happened that made everyone even more wooden, Feng Qingyang also laughed, and reached out to touch the head of the once divine monk.

You must know that the head of a monk cannot be touched casually, especially a monk.

Touching a monk's head is definitely more dangerous than grabbing a woman's breasts.

"Amitabha, if the Bodhisattva has the appearance of me, the appearance of people, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of the long-lived, that is, it is not a Bodhisattva, so it is still the same sentence, and the love of the Feng Ben can be called whatever you want!" was touched by Feng Qingyang's brain, and for a while, the monk not only did not dodge, but also did not get angry, but folded his hands and shook deeply.

"Okay, okay, three sentences are inseparable from the Buddhist scriptures, otherwise why wouldn't I be too lazy to chat with you! But then again, spoon head, you are very unkind, you have only come out until now, do you really think that I dare not demolish your monk temple? Feng Qingyang waved his hand.

Goodbye Spoon Head, he was in a good mood, so even if he asked, he was smiling.

Even when I drink wine, it is gurgling, and it is refreshing!

Back then, in the South Shaolin Wu Chan, once the monk did not accompany him to practice swords, recalling that time, although it was light, only wine and no beauty, but it was also very nostalgic, because there was no beauty to see, he had no other fun except for practicing swords, this was practiced day and night, and the swordsmanship improved that was called a fast!

At one time, the monk was also a cultivator, so the two of them were on the same page, and every day they dismantled with real knives and guns, and at that time, the Dharma Hall and the Luohan Hall in Southern Shaolin were beaten by the two of them more than once.

Therefore, the relationship between the two of them is no worse than that of the brothers.

"The little monk has been in retreat for many years, and today I am glad to hear that the Feng donor is here, and he has just come out of the customs for the first time. I should have come directly to see Lord Feng, but I thought that after the retreat, I never went to clean in front of the Master's Relic Pagoda, so I went over to clean it up, and I hope that Lord Feng will forgive me! "At one time, the monk was another one.

This is the truth, the first thing after leaving the customs is naturally to visit the teacher's relics, one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father!

It's just that there are some false ingredients in this, that is, after he sensed Feng Qingyang, he found that he was as young as ever, and he was immediately full of emotion!

At first, I wondered, why is this wine sword fairy still as young as before? After thinking about it for a while, he realized that Feng Qingyang should have cultivated the Shushan thaumaturgy "Shenyu Nine Heavens".

Although this method is extremely difficult to comprehend, no matter how smart a person is, it will take hundreds of years to cultivate a reincarnation, but with his understanding of Feng Qingyang, this kid should have achieved something after cultivating for seventy or eighty years, and Feng Qingyang is the most intelligent immortal cultivator he has ever seen.

It is inconvenient for the monks to call the word old friend, but there is no doubt that Feng Qingyang is his old friend.

The old friend is still as young as he was back then, but he has long since lost the appearance of the year, can you not sigh?

I thought that when we met again, there was no longer the atmosphere of the year, practicing swords together, laughing together, but he thought too much, and they still had the same things to say as back then.

Probably because the two of them were too close back then, it can be said that the reason why he became the number one master of the Southern Shaolin Dharma Hall at a young age was precisely because of Feng Qingyang's appearance, whenever he encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, Feng Qingyang could break through his crux in one word, or let his cultivation improve so quickly?

I am also a teacher and a friend!

So whether Feng Qingyang calls him a nickname or touches his skull, he will gladly accept it.

"This can be forgiven, but I'm afraid some things will be difficult to forgive, spoon head, you see how you teach your disciples, what are the things you teach, I have helped you clean up two of them in Xiaoliang County before, I am preparing to clean up these, you say, am I here or you do it yourself!" Feng Qingyang pointed at Master Huaiyuan.

As soon as he pointed over, Master Huaiyuan knelt there with a puff, and his body trembled.

Although I can't figure it out, how old is Feng Qingyang, how can he be so familiar with his teacher, and it seems that the teacher still respects Feng Qingyang very much, but if this is the case, then he is finished!

has done a lot of things that insult Buddhism, and now he has offended his teacher's old friend, can the teacher spare him?

Master Huaiyuan panicked, Tan Yingnian and Tan Jiahui naturally panicked even more, the big umbrella fell, is their death still far away?

"It's an acquaintance again, how can he have acquaintances wherever he goes?" And Murong Tianxin and the others breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Feng Qingyang was going to have an earth-shattering battle with this old monk, but they didn't know that the two of them actually knew each other, and they were very familiar.

"Yes, and they're all antiques!" Zheng Weiwei followed with a complaint, last time it was in the Tianshan faction, and this time it was in Southern Shaolin.

"Well, I feel like another master is going to be finished, this guy is a master killer!" Murong Tianxin responded, last time he went to the Tianshan faction, the Tianshan faction was finished, this time it was Nan Shaolin's turn, where to go, where the boss was finished, it was arrogant enough!

"Almost, the general figure of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, which leader is targeted, which leader is going to be ready to eat in prison!" Zheng Weiwei said, and pouted at Feng Qingyang, as if to say that he was too ruthless, and also praised him for being like an air purifier, where it blows, where the black smoke and miasma dissipate, and the air is fresh.

"Let the Feng donor dispose of it! I remember that my teacher said more than once that if the Feng donor is willing to take refuge in my Buddha, the position of the abbot of South Shaolin must be Feng Shi's, so Feng Shi has this right, and there is no need to worry about anything! Sure enough, as Murong Tianxin and Zheng Weiwei expected, in the face of Feng Qingyang's questioning, the monk once expressed his position.

Hearing this, whether it was Master Huaiyuan, Tan Yingnian and Tan Jiahui, they all grunted in their hearts, and then sat down on the ground, unable to move anymore.