Chu Yun lived in the Red Lotus Temple like this, and he lived there for more than half a month.

Thankfully, he never heard the annoying chanting again.

In fact, in the first two days, he could still hear the sound of the monk chanting.

But after Red Lotus said she didn't like the damn voice, Master Wataku never recited the sutra again.

As for the little fat man who loves to snore, after being beaten a few times by Red Lotus, he was so frightened that he stopped snoring.

Chu Yun's life here is actually quite comfortable, except for a certain woman who often plots against herself and always wants to eat herself secretly in the middle of the night.

If it weren't for the Sky Crossing Master's magic eyes like a torch, Chu Yun would probably have no bones left.

On this day, Chu Yun came to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion again.

This is the only scripture pavilion in the Red Lotus Temple, which contains many Buddhist classics and works.

Master Wataku told him that he could come here when he was bored, which would make him feel a lot better.

Chu Yun kept this sentence in his heart, so he would come here for a few hours every day.

These Buddhist scriptures are actually very obscure, but Chu Yun is still quite energetic in reading them.

These are all precious collections of the master of Watana, and they are treasures that cannot be seen outside.

When Chu Yun was reading these scriptures, he also found something that shocked him completely.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Red Lotus Temple is not big, but it is not small, and there are a total of 30,000 scriptures in it.

Among them, there are at least 20,000 copies, but they are all written by the master of Watana.

What is the origin of this monk? The Dharma is so profound that it is clothed in this way!

Moreover, it is estimated that it will take at least 10 years to compile 20,000 volumes of scriptures.

But Master Watara only looks like he's only in his 10s, so what's going on?

On this day, Chu Yun finally couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart, so he came to the meditation room of the monk Dukong.

"Master Watara, I have a question for you. Chu Yun saluted to the monk of the crossing sky, and then said softly.

"What doubts does the donor have? Master Wataru smiled slightly, his face kind.

"I want to take the liberty of asking, how old are you?" Chu Yun looked the monk up and down, and then suddenly said.

"This ........." Monk Wataku hesitated for a moment, but did not say anything.

"If you didn't want to answer that question at the time, forget it, just because I didn't ask. Chu Yun laughed, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Master Chu, you misunderstood, it's not that the poor monk doesn't want to answer, it's just that the poor monk can't answer. Monk Watana shook his head slowly, then sighed softly.

"What do you mean?" Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some confusion.

"The poor monk had been a monk many, many years ago, and I can't remember exactly how many years have passed, maybe 300 years, maybe 500 years? Master Wataku's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he was telling a very ordinary matter.

"No wonder this guy is so powerful, it turns out to be an old monster!" Chu Yun nodded slowly, and then said in his heart.

At that time, the aura had not yet dried up, and it was much easier to practice than it is now.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the realm of the master of the crossing sky can reach such a terrifying level.

"Donor, do you have anything else?" asked Master Dukong as he turned to Chu Yun.

"I want to ask something about the Red Lotus, I wonder if the master can tell me?" Chu Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally said out loud.

"Red Lotus?" Master Wataru looked at him distantly, just as he wanted to answer out loud.

A pretty figure suddenly ran over, and then pounced directly on the body of the master of the crossing.

"Hehe, stinky monk, what are you talking about with this meat bun?" "Red Lotus hugged Master Dukong's neck, and then exhaled like an orchid.

"It's nothing, it's just talking to Lord Chu. Master Waku shook his head slowly, then reached out and pushed the red lotus away a bit.

"Meat buns???" The corners of Chu Yun's mouth twitched twice.

"Hmph, talk about your heart, what are you talking about with a bun, if you want to talk about it, you can talk to me!" Honglian listened to her chest, and then said angrily.

"Two donors, the poor monk is going to meditate. Monk Huanhuan closed his eyes, and then folded his hands.

"Hmph, sit down here, I'll go play with that little lion!" Red Lotus said angrily, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place.

"Master Watatsu, retire below. Chu Yun arched his hand at Dukong, and then turned to leave.

After the two of them left, the master of Watari slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze looked in the direction of Red Lotus's departure, and a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

What Red Lotus and Chu Yun didn't know was that as time passed, the Buddha heart of the monk crossed the sky more and more.

Originally, a delicate and transparent supreme Buddha heart has long been shattered, and it will pass away with the wind at any time.

Chu Yun sat in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he took out a Buddhist scripture.

Chu Yun has read the "Dizang Bodhisattva Sutra" no less than ten times, but every time he rereads it, he will have a new understanding.

"Hell is not empty, can't you become a Buddha? What a great wish!" Chu Yun closed the scripture again, and then said with great emotion.

Chu Yun didn't notice that as he read more and more scriptures, his realm also increased imperceptibly.

It stands to reason that he has reached the Great Perfection of the Three Talents Realm, but his realm has skyrocketed again.

This is the real Great Perfection of the Three Talents Realm!

In the depths of Chu Yun's soul, a faint golden light was quietly being nurtured.

Three talents in one!

............

On this day, the red lotus ran to the room of the monk in a hurry.

"Stinky monk, get up and accompany me to ride the lion, I'm too bored myself!"

"Okay. Monk Waku shook his head helplessly, and then followed the red lotus to the gate of the temple.

"It's really fateful to say that the name of this temple actually touches my name!" Honglian turned her head and grimaced at Monk Watana, and then said with a grin.

"Yes, it's all fate. Monk Watana looked at the worn-out plaque, as if he had traveled back hundreds of years.

He built the temple with his own hands and hung the plaque himself.

Red Lotus, a name that he will never forget.

For hundreds of years, he was the only monk in this temple.

He had never confiscated any disciples, and Silent Pure was the only one he had received in so many years.

As for why he was accepted as a disciple? The reason is actually very simple.

He didn't want the Red Lotus Temple to disappear like this after he passed away.

He wanted someone to stay here for him, to keep the name guarded.

Thousands of years, forever guarded.