For half a night, Ye Fan and Du Yao ate bananas and scallops to each other, which was simply frustrating.

When Du Yao was finally tired, Ye Fan was relieved and walked out of Yadanlin with her in his arms.

As soon as Yadanlin came out, a large number of people surrounded him, in addition to the Mo family, there were also many bigwigs in Jiangbei and people from the Central Plains who had not yet left.

They had previously discovered that there had been another Dan Tribulation in the sky above Yadanlin, so they hurriedly came to check it out, and they also guessed that Ye Fan had refined another magic medicine.

"Ye Gongzi, you finally came out, you didn't say hello in advance this time, we didn't dare to go in to check."

Du Mingkang was the first to speak, very flattering. A group of people nodded one after another, and Ye Fan's attitude was self-evident.

Du Yao in Ye Fan's arms hurriedly came down, covered his mouth and lowered his head to be an ostrich.

Ye Fan glanced at the crowd and found that there were at least seven fewer adults than before. In other words, after the Du Yaojun incident, seventy percent of the martial arts masters in the Central Plains have abandoned themselves.

Ye Fan sneered coldly in his heart, and arched his hand to everyone, about to say goodbye.

He made a special pilgrimage to the saint Hongyi, the only person he respected.

Hongyi Sage sighed slightly: "Ye Gongzi take care, Du Yaojun is brutal and brutal, you ......"

"Hongyi Sage rest assured, if he returns to Jiangbei, I will be the first to kill him." Ye Fan smiled lightly, and everyone was silent, obviously not believing Ye Fan.

Ye Fan said goodbye to Du Yao again and left.

Everyone saw him, and the atmosphere was very cold, and only the Hongyi saint stepped forward to send him.

He sent Ye Fan out of Mojia Valley, and then took out an invitation from his coat pocket.

Ye Fan was stunned: "What is this?" ”

The Hongyi sage explained: "Ye Gongzi has attracted the attention of Buddhism in the Central Plains at the Menglan Bon Festival, and the Dharma Forum has sent you an invitation to attend the 17th Buddhist Forum in China. ”

Hongyi Sage's words surprised Ye Fan, Ye Fan took the invitation and looked at it, it was gilded, and it seemed to be a post from a large group.

"The 17th Chinese Buddhist Forum of Famen Temple in Fufeng City, Qinchuan, respectfully invites Mr. Ye Fan to attend."

Ye Fan frowned and looked at it, shrugged his shoulders and said, "What is the Buddhist Forum?" How do you feel that the smell of copper is so heavy. ”

It is a Buddhist exchange meeting, but unfortunately after entering the modern era, Buddhism and business are not separated, and they tend to be more and more profitable. This Buddhist forum is also very coppery, and is generally attended by sponsors and some Buddhists who are busy making money. ”

Sage Hongyi shook his head, "Every year the Buddhist Forum invites me, and this time I also invited Ye Gongzi, Ye Gongzi can go if he wants, or if he meets the Holy Mound, he doesn't care about anything else." ”

Holy Tombs?

Ye Fan is actually not interested, this Buddhist forum is nothing more than a commercial event, a mundane banquet, and real Buddhists will not go.

However, the Hongyi saint said the holy mound, and Ye Fan couldn't help but be interested.

"The holy mound is a tall tower of Famen Temple, Famen Temple is located in Guanzhong, 800 miles of Qinchuan, with a long history. The holy mound is placed in the finger bone relics of Shakyamuni Buddha, which is the ancestor of the Guanzhong Pagoda Temple, which is of great significance. ”

The Hongyi Sage saw Ye Fan's doubts and explained them to him.

In fact, these things are well known in the Buddhist world, but they are secrets in the outside world.

Ye Fan's heart moved: "Relic? ”

"Yes, even if it is not a relic of Shakyamuni Buddha, it must be an enlightened monk. Ten years ago, I went to a Buddhist forum and saw the relics, which were really like falling stars from the world, shining without light and making people worship. ”

The sage of Hongyi did not care about the Buddhist forum, but he was very concerned about the holy mound and the relics.

Ye Fan groaned, the relics are treasures, and they were naturally felt by the monks before their lives because of the merits of the precepts and wisdom.

To put it bluntly, relics are the product of the culmination of the Dharma, and the benefits to the cultivator are unimaginable.

"My body can't bear the true Fa anymore, if I can get a relic, maybe I can reshape my physical body."

Ye Fan was moved, he didn't want to snatch the relics of Famen Temple, but saw a way.

It is a very good way to use relics to reshape the flesh.

"I'll go to Famen Temple to visit and pay homage to the relics of Shakyamuni Buddha's finger bones."

Ye Fan accepted the invitation and agreed to go.

Hongyi Sage nodded, and didn't say much.

At this point, Ye Fan completely left Jiangbei, and the people in Kyushu in the Central Plains also returned to their respective homes, and Jiangbei finally quieted down.

It's just that the waves are turbulent in the quiet, and everyone is looking forward to the autumn breeze, looking forward to the spring of the next year, the ultimate showdown between Ye Fan and Du Yaojun.

At this time, Ye Fan had already returned to Jiangnan.

He returned to his Yafeng Manor and was directly thrown to the ground by Mu Mu.

Mu Mu bit his neck like a puppy: "Big brother, people want to kill you!" ”

Ye Fanwaner, kissed her little mouth, kissed her little face red.

After some intimacy, Ye Fan also returned to normal life.

He went to school for a few days, and then took a leave of absence from his aunt.

As a result, Ye Wenrou was so angry that she almost didn't beat him.

"Auntie, I am a high-ranking monk and I am going to attend the 17th Chinese Buddhist Forum, so I ask for leave." Ye Fan gave a reason.

"You are a hammer attained monk, which master will invite you to a Buddhist forum? You read me well, don't run around! ”

Ye Wenrou became a mother and managed Ye Fan to death.

Ye Fan couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to sneak away.

He went north from Sichuan and Shu, passed through the Qinling Mountains, and then entered the land of Guanzhong.

The land of Guanzhong, thousands of miles of fertile fields, 800 miles of Qinchuan is vast and boundless, this is the land of the Qin Dynasty.

Of course, in the 21st century, Qinchuan is no different from other places, the same high-rise buildings and the same reinforced concrete.

Ye Fan entered Fufeng City, which is in the north of the Qinling Mountains and is considered a well-known city.

Ye Fan walked around the city, but he didn't find any difference from other places, that is, the folk customs looked stronger.

In addition, there are many monks in Fufu City, and you can see them everywhere on the streets, and most of them are not locals, but come from outside to participate in Buddhist forums.

Ye Fan found a café to sit down, and it happened that there were a few lay disciples drinking coffee next to him, and he was dressed quite fashionably.

Ye Fan listened to it and heard one of them: "This Buddhist forum, I heard that it has been sponsored by many wealthy people, and there are also wealthy families from Siam who participated. ”

"Southeast Asia, Thailand? Do Southern Buddhists also participate in the forum? ”

"Of course, Tibetan Buddhism, Chinese Buddhism, Southern Buddhism, and even Hinduism all came to the forum, and just now I saw a barefoot Indian, wearing a big robe, with a curry smell."

They like to chew the root of their tongues, and they don't have the temperament of Buddhist disciples at all.

Ye Fan asked in the past: "Three masters, why do Buddhists from Southeast Asia also participate in the forum?" ”

The three of them looked at Ye Fan and responded casually: "I heard that it is the Buddha's relics that shine, this is a rare miracle in a hundred years, so Buddhists from all over the world have to come to pay respects." ”

The relics glowed?

Ye Fan was surprised: "What does the glow represent?" ”

"The Buddha has appeared. Let me tell you, the Buddha is from Southeast Asia, and those guys from Southern Buddhism may still want to recapture the relics, but this time is unusual. ”

Sakyamuni was an ancient Indian, and Southern Buddhism in Southeast Asia may really want to claim back the finger bone relics.

Ye Fan sat down straight and chatted with these three masters, which can be regarded as finding a companion.

The three of them are locals, and they are lay disciples of Qinchuan Hanyun Temple.

Shi Cheng is a senior brother, and he muttered to Ye Fan to complain: "Our Hanyun Temple is too depressed, there is not much incense money a year, this time the three of us senior brothers came to participate in the forum, in fact, they are here to engage in hygiene, and they are depressed." ”

"Yes, after drinking coffee, I'm going to go to Famen Temple to sweep the floor for them, then Famen Temple is nothing more than a holy tomb, what's the big deal."

The paraphrase also complained, quite dissatisfied.

But the next second they stopped complaining, and all eyes were on the door of the café.

Even, the whole café looked over, a little straightforward.

Ye Fan turned his head to look, and his eyes straightened.

I saw more than ten mermaids entering the door, most of them were dark-skinned and a little older, but the leader was a girl in the city.

She was wearing a pale pink long skirt, with a plain white gauze on her upper body, her hair was coiled, and a delicate tassel was inserted, which was very delicate.

Her skin is excessively white, the bridge of her nose is high, and her facial features are very three-dimensional, not only with the softness of Asian girls but also with the heroic spirit of Western girls.

This is a mixed race, probably a mixture of Southeast Asian and European.

Her appearance is not as good as Du Yao's, but it is better than a touch of exoticism, and mixed-race beauties in Southeast Asia often give people a dazzling feeling, and this girl is like this.

Ye Fan glanced at it more and secretly gave a thumbs up.

And Shi Cheng and the three of them were stunned.

"I've been in Qinchuan for so many years, and I've seen not 10,000 but 8,000 female donors, but none of them are better looking than her."

"People are mixed-race, look at her entourage, all of them have extraordinary bearing, maybe it's the royal family of Southeast Asia, don't look at it."