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"Master Xuan, you and I are not in a hurry, since Miss Fei is destined, it is reasonable for her to go to solve the sign first, let's wait for a while, it doesn't matter if Miss Fei solves it and we will solve it!"

Rao Chen cared about his sweetheart very much, so he hurriedly came out to speak for Fei Yan.

"I think what Master Xuan said is reasonable, since the three of us came together, we naturally have to sign together!"

Although Fei Yan didn't understand why Xuan Jing had to insist on unsigning together, the scheming methods that Xuan Jing showed along the way had far surpassed ordinary young people, so since Xuan Jing said so, Fei Yan felt that it was better to do it.

"Since several donors insist on this, then so be it, you hurry up and draw lots, and after the draw, the little monk will take you to meet the master in person, and let the master unsign for you." The little novice looked a little helpless.

"So much the best!" Xuan Jing smiled faintly, and also knelt on the futon like Fei Yan just now, kowtowed and asked for a signature, because Fei Yan used the lottery holder just now because he had already asked for a signature, before the signature did not explain that the signature holder was returned, because there was a spiritual sign, it should not be usable.

Xuan Jing chose another lottery holder and held it in his hand to ask for a signature, but what everyone in the hall didn't notice was that the moment Xuan Jing got the lottery holder, a trace of imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.

"Dangchang!" With a sound, a spirit sign fell out, and Xuan Jing took it in his hand and looked at it, it was a sign, which read "Sign, Ancients, Zhongli Daocheng, Womb".

Although Xuan Jing had not studied the signature, after all, he had studied the "Six Dialects of the Dialect" in the Qingyun Cave Mansion of the Divine Monarch, and he glanced at the signature, and knew that this signature was the first sign of the 100 signatures of the world's Guanyin, and it was a sign of great luck.

However, just now Xuan Jing heard Xiao Shami say that there are a total of one hundred and nine spiritual signs in the red leaf temple's lottery, which seems to be a little different from the signature circulated in the general temple.

"Brother Rao, you can also ask for a signature!"

"Okay, okay!"

Of course, Rao Chen couldn't wait to come and ask for a sign, all he thought in his heart was that one day he would be able to form a good relationship with Fei Yan in front of him, it was Rao Chen who knelt on the futon with sincerity, recited words in his mouth, closed his eyes tightly, and kowtowed respectfully three times, and then picked up the stick, shook it gently, and a spirit sign fell out.

"Signed, ancients, Uncle Cao Guo is an immortal, Mao Palace"

"Master Xuan, Miss Fei, you came to see my lottery, it seems to be an auspicious lot!"

Xuan Jing stood behind Rao Chen, glanced at this sign casually, and looked at the literal meaning of the sign, which is also considered auspicious, it seems that there is some intention to plant flowers and flowers that do not bloom, and unintentionally insert willows and willows.

"Since the three donors have already asked for the spiritual lottery, why don't you let the little monk take you to meet the master now, and let the master unsign for you?" The little novice on the side was urging.

"Okay, there's Master Lao!" Xuan Jing took out the folding fan and said lightly.

Xiao Shami took the three of them through the main hall and walked towards the backyard of the Red Leaf Temple, which was not only majestic and majestic on the outside, but also so tortuous and winding inside, and the group of four people did not know how many courtyards they had passed through, how many monks' houses they had walked through, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous courtyard.

"This is the meditation room where the master usually meditates and recites the scriptures, please wait for the three of you, and the little monk will go to the ceremony!"

Xiao Shami tidied up the monk's robe on his body, stepped forward, and shouted inside: "Master Qiqi, the destined person you ordered has been found, and the female benefactor outside the door asked for a wordless signature, and there are two other donors with him, a total of three people, who came to ask the master to unsign!" ”

After a while, a bright and soft voice came from inside the room: "Let them in!" ”

A few people outside the door heard the voice of the red leaf Zen master, their hearts were warm, the so-called people who did not see it heard the sound first, just now the voice of the red leaf Zen master in the room was kind and loving, so that people heard it and had a sense of intimacy, I don't know what kind of person this red leaf Zen master deity, what kind of person is it.

Xiao Shami took the three of them into the meditation room, a stove of sandalwood was burned on the small table in the room, only to see a monk sitting cross-legged on the futon, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, his facial features were upright and handsome, and a pair of eyes looked forward to life, but everyone present could not see the age of the monk, but one thing is certain, if this red leaf Zen master did not become a monk, he would definitely be a beautiful man in Fengdu City, and there must be many girls behind him.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and I'm finally waiting for someone who is destined for my Buddha!"

The voice of the Red Leaf Zen Master was the same as just now, soft and kind, Rao Chen only understood at this time why in the place of Fengdu, the name of the Red Leaf Zen Master was so loud, not to mention it, but the Red Leaf Zen Master's cultivation and bearing can be convincing in the first place.

Rao Chen prides himself on being one of the noble sons of Fengdu, but now standing in front of this Red Leaf Zen Master, he can't help but feel a little ashamed of himself.

And the Red Leaf Zen Master does not have the slightest arrogance of those noble sons of Fengdu, always with a faint smile, which is intoxicating and convincing.

"May I ask if the master is the Red Leaf Zen Master?" Rao Chen was the first to speak.

"It's the poor monk, the three of you are here to unsign, right?"

"Exactly, this Fei girl among us also drew a wordless sign blessed by the master, and I heard the little master say that no one has drawn this sign before!"

"So the poor monk just said that the destined people who have been waiting for so many years have finally arrived today!"

"May I ask the master, what is a destined person?"

Zen Master Hongye did not answer Rao Chen directly, but stared at Fei Yan with a pair of wonderful eyes and said, "Girl, do you know what method the poor monk is practicing?" ”

Fei Yan was a little confused, thinking that this monk was really interesting, and he came to him to unsign, but when they came in, Zen Master Hongye never said anything about signing.

"The master's cultivation is profound, and the younger generation does not dare to speculate easily." No matter where you are, it is not polite to ask someone about their sect of practice, just like asking a young woman's age.

"The method cultivated by the poor monk is the secret sect that came from Tianzhu, have you ever heard of it?"

Fei Yan and Rao Chen looked at each other, of course they had heard of the secret sect, but what was the difference between this secret sect and the Zen sect, the Pure Land and other sects in Middle Earth, the two of them did not know at all.