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Almighty Cultivation Supreme

The temple, the empty square, the cool breeze blows.

"It's too much of a teenager from you?" After listening to the words of the master of the lamp, Ye Bei spoke indifferently.

Master Yideng pondered for a few seconds: "I am 120 years old this year, my master lived for nearly 200 years, and if I go back then, it must be more than three hundred years ago, at that time, it was still another dynasty." ”

When he said this, Master Yideng couldn't help but be stunned.

Then he raised his head and looked at Ye Bei seriously.

Three hundred years......

It's not three days.

If the young man in front of him is really as Master said...... Isn't that a real immortal?

"Three hundred years ago? At that time, I was here once, and if I was right, the abbot at that time, named Yongxing, also had a certain reputation in that dynasty! The Emperor has been here several times. Ye Bei thought for a moment, and then replied lightly.

After hearing this, his eyes lit up more and more: "Ancestor, how long have you lived?" ”

"I don't know." Ye Bei shook his head.

Endless years.

For him Ye Bei, time no longer has any concept or meaning.

"That'...... Ancestor, what else is there to do when you come here this time besides to get that thing? Yideng thought for a moment and continued to ask.

Ye Bei spoke: "Go to Lingshan Temple and see another old man who is still alive." ”

"You're talking about...... Wood Spirit Master? A light exclaimed.

Lin San Temple, hidden deep in the mountains.

Only when he leads the way with a light can anyone enter.

For so many years......

There are too few people who can get in.

You can count it on one hand.

Moreover, even Yideng himself has never seen the master of Lingshan Temple...... Every time I brought someone over, I was greeted by a monk in front of the temple and asked him to return.

"Wood Spirit? That's it. The corners of Ye Bei's mouth twitched, and he slowly spit out such a sentence.

Yideng thought for a while: "Then, Patriarch, if you can, can you let me go to see Master Mu Ling together?" I haven't seen him once in all these years, and I don't know what he looks like! Those who were received by him, every time they came out, they kept silent, and no one knew what was going on inside. ”

"Good!"

Ye Bei casually agreed.

"Thank you, thank you, Ancestor!" Yideng said again and again that he not only saw Ye Bei today, but was also about to meet the legendary Wood Spirit Master, and he was naturally very happy and excited.

While the two were talking, a young monk walked up.

"Master Abbot, the meal is ready, you can call this ...... This patriarch went to eat together. The monk said softly, but when he called Ye Bei as the ancestor, he was still a little distracted, and he couldn't really let go of his posture.

"Good!" Yideng nodded, then bent down and said respectfully to Ye Bei: "Patriarch, please move to the living room, and when you finish eating, Yideng will bring you the things, and then go to Lingshan Temple." ”

Ye Bei was silent.

He glanced at the lamp master faintly.

The latter suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and he didn't dare

……

The living room is a place for the monks of Lingyun Temple to eat on weekdays.

However, it is not open to the public......

The decoration inside is quite simple, and as far as the eye can see, there are only two neat rows of old wooden tables!

And those wooden tables are all a certain period of time.

Some of the wooden tables are blackened.

Some wooden tables have many cracks.

At first glance, it's shabby.

However, if you stay carefully...... You will find that this place is light and elegant, every layout is reasonable, faint, and there is a sense of detachment that is pure and does not care about the world.

"Ancestor, please take a seat!" After entering this hall, Yideng said respectfully: "This place is more shabby, please don't blame the patriarch!" ”

When he said this, the monks in the temple also brought in the food from the back kitchen.

The fasting meal in Buddhism is very simple.

White steamed buns.

Clear porridge.

A small stir-fried greens.

One serving of pickles.

When these were served, the monks slowly and neatly laid them out on the ancient wooden table.

No more, no less, plus Ye Bei, there are exactly fifty servings.

When it's all set out......

The monks have found their positions.

He stood with a pious face.

Put your hands together.

Reciting Buddhist scriptures in the mouth.

The whole scene looked extremely solemn.

On weekdays, monks will not eat like this, but today there are distinguished guests, and their way of chanting sutras is the greatest etiquette.

"Hmm!"

As for Ye Bei, his eyes were faint.

He didn't have much interest in some of the rules of Buddhism......

When the sound of Buddhist scriptures in the hall continued, he found a random vacant seat in the living room and sat down.

When the monks who were chanting Buddhist scriptures saw this, they all frowned slightly, unhappy, but they didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Seeing this, Master Yideng was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized, and waved his hand at the many monks with a serious face: "It's okay, everyone stop!" ”

"Yes!"

Many monks stopped.

Then Qi Qi looked towards the Master of the One Light......

Many monks secretly thought: The abbot master is probably going to be angry, that kid, since he first came, he has been disrespectful to the temple, and now he ignores the etiquette and sits down directly, which does not put all of us in his eyes at all.

But......

When this kind of thought just appeared in the minds of many monks.

Master Abbot's next words almost caused them all to fall to the ground.

"Informality is the real big etiquette, everyone listens, the patriarch is warning us, this kind of vulgar etiquette will be exempted! Sit down and start eating! When he spoke, his voice was extremely serious.

Puff puff......

Some of the monks almost listened to the spray.

They don't think there's really any truth to it......

Is there no courtesy, but what is the real courtesy?

It's just a forced explanation......

However, even if they were depressed one by one, they didn't dare to talk nonsense at this time.

"Yes! The patriarch is indeed a man of great wisdom! The disciple was taught. ”

The monks gritted their teeth and held back such a sentence in unison.

Then they each found their seats and sat down, but when they looked at the food on the table, they had no appetite one by one, and no one did anything at all.

On the other hand, Yebei.

Sitting casually at a table, as if there was no one in the drawing-room.

Stretch out your white fingers and place them in front of the table.

Every movement of his is very slow, but every movement is extremely delicate and full of nobility.

"The rules are pretty good, but I don't know the taste, or is it as ...... as it was back then."

Long.

Ye Bei spoke softly.

When these words fell, Master Yideng felt that something was wrong, and some cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but he couldn't understand what was going on.

And when Ye Bei said this, the thoughts in his mind were leisurely and far away......

(End of chapter)