"The poor monk's law is called Yuantong!" The great monk at the head folded his hands and solemnly performed a monk's salute.

"The poor monk is in the middle of the law!" The second monk also learned to take the lead and saluted slightly to Jiang Yu.

"Poor Monk Law Shentong!" The third monk, like the first two, also bowed to him.

"It doesn't feel right." Jiang Yu smiled and returned a salute to the three of them, and suddenly he realized the problem.

Why are these three monks the Dharma name of the courier!

Why is the abbot's name also a courier!

This Nima, this won't be the Express Temple, right?!

Jiang Yu's mood was a little broken, but he still had to keep smiling......

"Can't cry, I'm the head of the whole universe......"

After the abbot saw the three great monks briefly introduce themselves, he smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and made a gesture of "please", "This donor, please go up to the mountain gate with us." ”

Jiang Yu looked at the mountain gate hidden in the clouds and mist, and sighed in his heart: "It's so high......"

But fortunately, his body has been strengthened, otherwise he really can't even go up to the mountain gate, I saw Jiang Yu and the abbot side by side, three great monks followed, and the five of them walked up step by step in an extremely uniform way of climbing.

And by the time he saw the mountain gate, Jiang Yu's legs and stomach were already cramping, not that he had walked far, but that he was ......

It's twice the gravity here!

However, Jiang Yu still understands the truth of not breaking and not standing, as long as he can endure it here for two days, he believes that his physical fitness will definitely have a qualitative leap.

Oh yes, he doesn't know about the speed of time yet.

Walk into the mountain gate and push open the mountain gate that writes the three big characters of "Shrine Temple" with a brush on the door number.

As soon as the abbot of SF pushed open the mountain gate, Jiang Yu obviously felt a burst of relief, feeling like a stream of air running through his body, and every pore of his body was open, as if it had been tempered.

If there is really a division of the realm of cultivating immortals, Jiang Yu is now beyond the mundane. Originally, his physique had been greatly enhanced, and after some purification of the Dharma Qi of the Buddhist Gate, he successfully advanced!

And the whole process only made Jiang Yu feel a lot more relaxed, but there was no other feeling.

The temple was full of holy brilliance, Jiang Yu always felt that this kind of aura had been seen somewhere, and the kind of aura he had seen was much stronger than here.

After thinking about it, it seemed to be the breath that Jiang Yu felt when Frana was rubbing on Jiang Yu's body.

"These divine powers are really of the same origin...... Jiang Yu said secretly, and at this time, the abbot of SF didn't know where to take out a scripture book and read it to Jiang Yu.

"Hold the grass, don't you want to give me a shot first, I'm not a dead soul, I'm alive and well!" Jiang Yu's understanding of Buddhism only comes from those film and television dramas, and almost all the great monks in those film and television dramas only appear when they are doing things, so it is not very strange for Jiang Yu to think like this.

"I don't want to be a monk yet......" Jiang Yu wailed in his heart, but he didn't dare to move, in his impression, in addition to excess, it is estimated that there is only a monk.

"Don't panic, our abbot is washing away the red dust for the donor." Behind, the great monk Yuantong spoke, this voice seemed to contain a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and Jiang Yu's mood soon became less excited.

Hearing the reply of "not a monk", Jiang Yu's heart eased and relaxed, if he could, he wanted to be a disciple of the Daomen, the sword flying immortal, and travel for nine days!

"Creation makes people, creation makes people, and Zhennyima makes people." Jiang Yu had no choice but to be at the mercy of him.

There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in my ears, and even if I had an automatic translation plug-in in my head, I couldn't translate what the abbot of SF was reading.

This is the sound of mana, and it is inevitable that the translation software will not be able to translate it, but this sound is obviously very similar to the noise produced by "this is like a person who keeps nagging in your ear", but under the urging of mana, it is like the sound of the Great Dao Immortal, which sounds peaceful and peaceful.

Jiang Yu closed his eyes and realized it carefully, just like a real cultivator, he wanted to realize a little spiritual light from it, but his mind was blank, it was the kind of void that he didn't understand, and he couldn't realize anything.

"Poof, this little guy actually wants to comprehend things from our abbot's qi washing technique." Behind, the Zhongtong monk chuckled.

"Could it be that he can read the air? There's obviously nothing in there. Monk Shentong also agreed.

However, Jiang Yu still thought that this was some kind of Dao method, and he was still meditating seriously.

The voice is still surround, "Could it be that the scripture mantra is so magical now?" "It's not that Jiang Yu hasn't heard the chanting, and it's the first time I've heard the surround sound chanting.

His eyes opened slightly, and Jiang Yu knew why the sound he heard was surround sound.

I saw our SF abbot, the whole body shining with holy light, the whole person was like the birth of a true Buddha, reciting the scriptures, and the real reason for the stereo sound is:

He circled around Jiang Yu.

As he walked, chanting a mantra, Jiang Yu was like the center of a circle, and the abbot of SF was pacing slowly around the circle, no wonder it was stereo.

Really - artificial stereo!

After about a minute or two, the three courier monks kept their heads down and closed their eyes, not knowing what they were doing, and the abbot finally walked in front of Jiang Yu after going around several times, the scripture scroll in his hand was silently put away, and a Buddha aura was condensed on the palms of his hands, and after a low drink, he slapped his palms on Jiang Yu's shoulders.

Later, I learned that these three great monks were closing their eyes and recuperating.

Jiang Yu was taken aback by this sudden "attack", and his powerful palm slapped on his shoulder and almost shattered his kneecap in the air, Jiang Yu snorted, as if he was in a bad state.

I only felt that streams of energy as thin as a gossamer were passing through Jiang Yu's limbs and bones, and this strengthening changed Jiang Yu from a "quenching body" to a "quenching body +1" state.

A small part of the energy was wandering in the body, and more energy was scurrying around on the surface of Jiang Yu's body, making Jiang Yu also have a Buddha aura at this moment, but because his hair had not yet fallen out, he didn't look so much like a monk.

A few seconds later, the light on Jiang Yu's body gradually dissipated, and the abbot of SF recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then slowly said to Jiang Yu: "Donor, the poor monk has washed the red dust on the donor's body. ”

Then he made a gesture of "please", "Donor, please follow me into the temple." ”